Wild North America 1846

"Pa bang bang..."

"Pa bang bang..."

The sound of dense volleys of gunfire cut through the tranquility of the American River, bringing with it the strong smell of war smoke. The Tang Association musketeers guarding behind the half-man-high French parapet raised their muzzles in unison under the command of the captain.

Volley after volley was fired.

After each salvo, the musketeers in the front row immediately put away their guns and retreated. The musketeers in the second row advanced, and they moved to the rear to clean the gun chambers, reload the ammunition, and prepare for the next volley.

It goes round and round.

Raising the muzzle 30 degrees to fire a volley can maximize the range power of the Republic 9 flintlock musket. The bullets will appear in a low and slow parabola after exiting the chamber. The range can be as far as 850 to 900 yards. The hot bullets are equivalent to rapid speed.

Falling, although the penetrating power is insufficient, can still cause damage to the enemy.

Richard and Ronald Evanson stood side by side on a hill about 70 meters behind the front line, using a monocular telescope to observe the impact of the volley, with a look of satisfaction on their faces.

This was already the afternoon of the fifth day after arriving at the American River. Four artillery pieces had just arrived this morning along with the baggage carriage convoy, and were now placed on the artillery position not far from them, with their black muzzles pointing straight ahead.

In the open area of ​​​​the river beach in front, about 240 white armed gangsters wearing various costumes gathered together on horseback. Due to the narrow river beach, there were only a dozen riders spread out in the front, and they were lined up far away from the back.

When faced with the musket attack from the Tang Association, he stood still with an anxious expression.

In the open river beach area between the two, there were more than 20 horses and the bodies of white bandits lying in random directions. This was the heavy price paid by the Alexander-Madison gang for their second hasty attack today.

After several rounds of firing, several more people in the cavalry team on the opposite side were shot and fell. Looking through the telescope from a distance, their heads were bruised and bleeding, and they looked like they were seriously injured.

This once again caused an uneasy commotion among the white gangster cavalry, and they encountered one after another head-on blows. The morale of the Madison gang was obviously greatly affected, and there were some signs that they could not stabilize their position.

"Li, your musketeer's performance is much better than the previous two days. I didn't see panic or low-level mistakes. You mastered the three-stage shooting method well. It looks like a regular army. Especially the super skills taught by the French.

The long-range shooting method is eye-catching." Ronald Evanson commented quite pertinently.

He is a British adventurer who has traveled all over the world. He has a complicated background and has witnessed with his own eyes the British expeditionary force's conquest of colonies around the world since the Victorian era.

War is no stranger to him.

Richard put down the monocular telescope in his hand, God nodded in approval and said;

"These musketeers come from the 230 Chinese laborers of Rose Manor. They have excellent qualities of hard work and good obedience. As long as they put two big cakes in their backpacks, they can fight in harsh environments for a week.

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Although the training time is not long, through this long-distance training and actual combat, the Musketeers have grown very quickly, which makes me confident in the following battles.

Mr. Mike Rabiot did not exaggerate too much. His eldest son George and second son Embiid are both excellent grassroots officers. They have inherited the family's martial tradition and are very good at training soldiers."

"Haha, the French are good at deceiving people. They are indeed unique in army training, which is to train everyone into machines that can only obey orders. These damn French guys." Ronald Evanson passed on.

It is a good habit of British people to make some derogatory remarks about French people.

When he saw Richard looking over him, he realized that the comment was a little harsh, so he changed the subject and said, "Li, yesterday we talked about the Chinese workers who built the railway in Panama. Do they also have the potential to grow into soldiers?"

"There is no doubt that the Chinese trade unions who have gone through many hardships are the best fighters."

"If this is the case, I can call the American Pacific Cruise Line and ask them to transport this group of Chinese workers over at a suitable price to strengthen our control over Alta California. What do you think of this idea?"

"Oh... that's good, but I don't have enough gold to pay for it. It's said that there are six to seven thousand people there. This is not a small amount of money."

"It won't take much. It only takes three days to sail from the Caribbean to the Bay Area. Intensive loading can be used. One ship can carry three hundred people or more. I think 12 to 15 US dollars is a suitable price. After all,

These Chinese workers are just contract workers, not slaves, and have the freedom of choice."

"Mr. Ronald, I doubt the local white plantation owners will let it go?"

"That's no problem. I've already understood that the upper management of the Panama Railway Company and the boss of the American Pacific Cruise Line are both British people, and they have smooth communication channels with each other. After the completion of the Panama Railway, these Chinese workers only worked for

People who have enough food and clothing to do heavy plantation work are rarely sold into slavery. As long as they are willing to pay you $15 a year, no one will refuse to come to the Bay Area to serve you."

Facing the big gift that suddenly came to his door, Richard looked at Ronald Evanson in surprise. He didn't know why this British guy was so enthusiastic?

From the beginning to the end, Fangcaodi did not tell his partner the whole plot behind it.

Although he had some guesses in his mind, due to the lack of information, Richard was a little unsure.

Therefore, he did not rashly accept the kindness shown by Ronald Evanson, but frowned in silence.

Ronald Evanson obviously saw Richard's concerns, so he lowered his voice and said, "Believe me, man, it will not hurt you to have substantial cooperation between Datang and Fangcaodi. After the battle, we should have

A private and in-depth meeting, I will show enough sincerity."

"I am looking forward……"

After Richard finished speaking, he turned his attention to the enemy cavalry in the distance, and there was a new movement there.

Can be seen through a monocular telescope

The bandit leader "One-Eyed Dragon" Marbury-Jones rode up from behind, shouting loudly all the way, which was nothing more than a way to encourage morale. He was obviously unwilling to fail and wanted to launch a new round of charge.

Sure enough

After a slight reorganization, "One-Eyed Dragon" Marbury-Jones drew his sharp saber and shouted wildly, and began to lead the white gangster cavalry to gradually accelerate and launch a new round of cavalry charge towards the Datang Hui position.

See this scene

Musketeers commanders George and Embiid issued orders loudly. The 120 Musketeers who had been resting on the second line all stood up, marched more than ten meters amidst the sound of the command, and joined the more than a hundred Musketeers in front to form a formation.

A denser queue of musketeers.

There are a total of 5 platoons, each with 45 musketeers. This is because of the limitations of the riverbank, and several soldiers on the edge have already stood in the water, making it impossible to expand the platoon further.

The roar of horse hooves and the shouts of killing are deafening

The Madison gang's cavalry formations were more than 800 yards apart. In more than 20 seconds, the charging white cavalry had shortened the distance by nearly half and entered the 400-yard musket range.

The white gangsters at the front galloped with ferocious faces, brandishing their shining sabers, and swept in with a crazy momentum. The rumble of horse hooves hit my heart like thunder, and I could even clearly see the bandits around their necks.

floral scarf.

This shocking cavalry charge scene caused great confusion among the musketeers in the past two days. Some musketeers fired without loading ammunition, some loaded double the ammunition and caused explosions, and some fired randomly without aiming.

Gun, some people were so frightened that their minds went blank, and they stood trembling in place, almost peeing in fear.

In the chaos of the war, the enemy once broke through the parapet defenses, causing more than ten casualties on our side. Only with the full counterattack of the Guards gunners led by Richard did they escape the disaster.

Now all this no longer exists. After two days of war, the musketeers have grown up rapidly. Under the command of the officer, they all leveled the muzzles of their guns, took aim, and then the sound of intensive volleys of gunfire sounded...

Forty-five hot bullets were fired, swooping down on the enemy like locusts. Flowers of blood bloomed in the enemy's frightened eyes, instantly knocking down five or six horses.

For a moment, people stood on their backs and screamed in surprise.

After falling off their horses on such a narrow river beach, those cowboys who were not seriously injured were inevitably trampled by the horses' hooves from behind. They were unable to avoid the situation at all, and their hope of survival was extremely slim.

After the gangster cavalry was attacked head-on, a second round of volleys soon followed, and once again several people fell down, both men and horses, causing a new round of chaos.

The third salvo, the fourth salvo, the fifth salvo...

In just 15 seconds, the charging White Bandits cavalry encountered an unprecedented fierce rain of bullets, dense and deadly. More than 20 riders rolled and fell to the ground, causing great chaos.

The musketeers displayed intensive and deadly firepower. One round had already destroyed the gangsters' cavalry. Those gangsters who were trying to avoid the deadly hail of bullets had already rushed into the river, and then turned around and fled back in panic.

The white bandits who were closer had already rushed to a position of more than 100 yards. When they saw the musketeers once again raising the black muzzles and aiming straight, they were immediately frightened to death. Without hesitation, they turned their horses' heads and rushed into the river next to them.

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They did escape this round of bullets, but they suffered a lot from the gangsters behind them. They were beaten and fell off their horses amidst the screams of fear, and then were trampled to death by countless horse hooves, leaving them soft and weak.

It's like a rag bag.

This time the attack came and retreated quickly.

In just three or four minutes of fighting, the Madison gangsters paid a heavy price of nearly 30 casualties, and then fled away without looking back, never daring to attempt a cavalry charge again.

At this point, today's battle has come to an end.

Richard took out his gold pocket watch and checked the time. It was only 1:40 in the afternoon. The Alexander-Madison gang had been defeated, and no one could be seen escaping.

So he loudly ordered: "Clean the battlefield quickly, check and maintain the guns, drink some water for half an hour, eat something to repair, and set off on time at 2:30. The target is Hewan Village, where I will close the door and hunt the dogs tonight."