Chapter 916: Views of Mouton (1)

Qin's strategic security did take into account Qin's current strategic dilemma, but the problems encountered by Qin's development were not so simple. Shangwen also felt what direction Qin would go. I feel confused about how the country will be unified. History has undergone serious deflection, especially the intervention of science and technology. Let all directions go in the other direction. And this direction has become elusive. Shangwen feels that he is really powerless in front of his history. Feel the unprecedented fatigue.

The wheel of history has been severely deflected, but what will happen to the fate of some historical figures?

"Prince, there is a situation, get down." A shawl draped in a white woolen blanket. Because of the snowfall, the white wool blanket can play a good concealment effect.

"What's the situation?" At this time, Mao Dun also crawled over from the cold snow, wearing a woolen blanket.

"Prince, please see." A Hun with a disheveled hair and a bow and arrow said respectfully.

Mouton slowly turned his attention to the open space in front of him. I saw two groups of people standing on the snowy clearing in the clearing.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." There is an army of slaves. They gathered about fifty thousand people, holding various weapons, including shovels and picks. Axe and other tools snatched from the people of Qin were used as weapons.

The slave army was divided into two groups of different arms. Cavalry of less than ten thousand people. They held sharpened wooden sticks and threw spears. They don't have bows and arrows, in order to match their weapons, they can only do so.

And most of the rest. All of them were infantry without horses. These nomads who were accustomed to horsebacks had to dismount their horses and fight without horses.

And the opponent on the other side. It was Qin Jun. They are the Third Infantry Division of the Qin State and the Seventeenth Cavalry Infantry Regiment.

"Boom. Boom. Boom." Qin Jun's snare drum dinged. The Qin Army lined up an infantry formation for the first time.

The Qin army occupied a commanding height. Begin to arrange their positions along the vantage point. The artillery was placed on the reverse slope. From the front, the slaves couldn't see the artillery position of the Qin army at all.

On the commanding heights, the Qin Army deployed several flat-fire infantry guns and four machine guns here. And a row of three mortars.

Slightly below them, there were about nine infantry companies. In addition, there are two cavalry companies, placed in later positions, and they are in a state of impact.

Some of the machine guns of the 17th Cavalry Regiment were arranged on the cover artillery, the others were not deployed, and they were all used as reserves.

"Da da da." Although the snow is thick. However, a cavalry unit that could not stop the Qin Army was approaching the 17th Cavalry Regiment.

"Look, sir, our third cavalry company has arrived." A major staff officer said to the position where the cavalry company was approaching.

At this moment, a colonel wearing an eagle emblem on the side looked at a black pennant that was approaching quickly from a distance. The pennant is only equipped with cavalry, and other infantry companies generally use square flags.

"Yeah." The colonel looked at the telescope and said.

"It seems. We are going to kill those slaves well this time." The colonel said lightly.

"Sir, although I firmly believe that we can win. However, I don't think we are easy at all." A lieutenant on the side said boldly.

"Hahaha." The colonel just laughed. The other officers present also felt that the battle on the battlefield was not easy at all.

"We only have a little more than three thousand people. But the other party has fifty thousand pairs." The lieutenant continued.

"Fifty thousand people, what's wrong with fifty thousand people. To us. They are just a bunch of beasts." The colonel said while looking at the fifty thousand people opposite.

"Know?" The colonel continued.

"When the above mobilized us to fight the first battle in the north. I felt that we were not here to fight. We were here to be butchers. There are inexhaustible beasts here." The colonel said contemptuously.

"Look at those poor slaves. They have something in their hands. Those things are also called weapons." The colonel said with a smile.

"Look at us again, machine guns, cannons, and rifles. Even with pistol shooting, these **** will be defeated by us," the colonel said.

The officers nodded. This is indeed the case. The Qin Army's 3rd Infantry Division relied on its absolute superiority in weapons to aggressively suppress slaves. usually. A repressive activity will slaughter a large number of slaves. Then after the slaves were captured, they would gather and dispose of them all.

Facing the sharp weapon advantage of the Qin Army, their opponents and slaves had much lagging behind. They only have weapons made up of a variety of tools, and a very small number only have weapons such as bayonets and guillotines. Some of them turned out to be only wooden sticks. Whether it is from the killing distance to the killing power. Qin Jun has an absolute advantage.

This is an extremely asymmetrical contest. And the loser. To pay a very heavy price.

"Sir, even so, we can't follow the platoon tactics like before. That tactic has fallen behind." The lieutenant emphasized at this time.

"Behind? As long as you can kill the enemy, this is not a backward tactic. For us, when did those slaves advanced? Do they have a developed civilization?" The colonel said disdainfully.

"Now speaking. Our tactics are not behind." said the colonel.

"Da da da." At this moment, a Qin army cavalry captain was riding a horse, followed by a cavalry with a pennant.

The cavalry captain saluted first. Then he began to report.

"The Third Cavalry Company reports to you." The captain said respectfully. According to Qin Jun's practice. There is no need to salute the supreme officer on the battlefield. But the opponent that Qin Jun faced was so weak. As a result, they can disregard battlefield conventions.

"Very good. I believe in the Third Cavalry Company. You have important tasks later. Pursuing those **** slaves. Are you willing?" the colonel said at this time.

"Yes. Sir." The captain said with a smile.

"Very good," said the colonel.

"Then let's get started. Let's teach those **** slaves a lesson." said the colonel.

"Order our infantry artillery. Fire a few shots at those **** slaves. Remember, don't frighten our opponents." said the colonel.

"Hahaha." The artillery staff on the side laughed.

"Ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." And the opposite slave is also making the final mobilization. The distance between the two sides is about seven hundred steps. This distance is a bit far for the slaves.

"Sir, look across. What are those **** slaves doing?" A staff officer on the side said with a telescope.

With that, the colonel picked up the binoculars to check the situation.

"Damn it, barbarian." The colonel picked up his binoculars and saw. The barbarians on the opposite side escorted the captured Qin to the front of their team. The Qin was forcibly pulled out of his clothes. They knelt naked in front of the team. A slave held a sledgehammer and slammed it on the Qin's head.

The head was smashed to pieces. The brain inside also flew out. The head at this moment. Can't help beating like the same egg.

"Barbarian. Order our artillery to shoot quickly." The colonel shouted loudly at this time.

"Damn barbarians, when I catch you, I will smash your heads one by one." The colonel was irritated by the **** scene. Huns, Hu people, especially these northern nomadic tribes. They always like to use brutal methods to boost their morale.

"Ouuuu." After the first Qin's head was shattered. See the **** scenes of brains splashing around. The slaves cheered suddenly. They always feel that by doing so, they will be able to win. They cheered enthusiastically.

"Boom boom." Several dull cannon sounds came from a distance. The Qin Army's infantry flat-fire artillery began to fire.

At this time, a slave was waving a big iron rod in his hand, and was swinging at another kneeling Qin.

"Swish. Swish." The sharp sound of the cannonball rushing through the air rushed over.

"Boom boom. Boom." A series of explosions exploded in the slave army.

"Ah." The shells blew the densely standing slaves into the sky on the spot. In response to **** revenge. The people of Qin State completely blasted the people among the opposing slaves to pieces. Some internal organs, organs, and various severed limbs are flying everywhere.

"Boom." There was another huge explosion. A slave was unfortunately hit by a cannonball. On the spot, he was blown into a blood mist. And those black mist drifted around.

"Wow!" Some commotion began in the slave army. They reacted instinctively to this sudden explosion.

"No need to look. We lost." Mouton looked at and said in the distance.

"It hasn't started yet." The Huns on the side said.

"Just because we didn't start, we lost." Mouton said.

"All stand at attention." The Qin Army infantry lined up in the distance stood at attention.

"The gun is on your shoulders. Go forward," the officer shouted loudly.

"Boom. Boom." The snare drum beats rhythmically. The soldiers of the Qin Army marched in neat steps. This is a feature that only existed in the era of platoon guns, but now they have to use this seemingly backward tactic to attack the backward slave army.

"Go forward." The officer kept shouting loudly.

The snare drum beats rhythmically. The artillery behind was still bombarding the opponent's formation. The infantry began to **** slowly.

"Okay. Let our cavalry prepare. Or they will be anxious." The colonel said lightly at this time.