Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 953: Encountering Bombardment Again

To the east of Funing Prefecture, more than 700 miles away, is Ganqing Prefecture, which was also the prefecture occupied by pirates in the early days.

However, the team led by Atsumi Akiyama had to pass through a section of road along the Jinjiang River to leave the city from the south gate of Funing Prefecture and head east.

Atsumi Akiyama rode on a horse and walked in the middle of the team.

At this time, she had received a report that the Zhenxi Army's artillery bombardment and crossbow attacks had resulted in more than 2,800 casualties.

Many of them were burned to death.

Atsumi Akiyama sighed. This number of casualties was within her expectations.

After all, the sky full of arrows and the deafening explosions were like the sky falling and the earth collapsing. It was a good thing that her entire team was not killed.

Looking at the group of black-faced soldiers in front of him, their clothes had many holes burned in them, and they looked terrified, or a little relieved.

Atsumi Akiyama frowned and wondered why the Zhenxi Army suddenly changed its attack method.

Because of the confrontation in the wilderness, many of their scouts were wiped out by the Zhenxi Army, resulting in their information not being timely enough.

This is a big taboo in war. Once the information is inaccurate or untimely, you will definitely suffer a great loss, and even defeat and death are very likely to happen.

While he was thinking about it, a scout rushed over from behind.

"Report, General, the Zhenxi Army is catching up."

Atsumi Akiyama waved his hand to ask the team to speed up, and then ordered 3,000 people to ambush on both sides of the road to snipe the pursuing troops from Zhenxi.

She had never been beaten so badly since she entered the main territory from the island. No matter the battle was big or small, there were basically wins and losses, with more wins than losses.

Even if you lose the battle, you can still bite off a piece of flesh from the opponent and make him feel distressed.

Who would have thought that in this battle, I hadn't even started fighting yet, and I had no idea where to start.

The Zhenxi Army only bombarded and shot arrows, and no one charged into battle.

This time, when I heard the pursuers coming, I seized the opportunity.

After leaving behind some men in ambush, Atsumi Akiyama led a large force and marched quickly along the official road towards Ganqing Prefecture.

As the sky gradually darkened, a surging river appeared not far to the left of the road.

Atsumi Akiyama ordered the troops to speed up. After passing this section, they would reach Yingjian County, where their own garrison troops were stationed.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a flash of fire in the corner of her eye. Before she could react, a ball of mud mixed with green smoke exploded not far away, more than twenty steps away from the marching team.

The gust of wind knocked down several soldiers, and the fast-moving team immediately fell into panic.

It wasn't just one shot. Immediately afterwards, another shot hit the team directly, blowing more than a dozen soldiers into the air.

Atsumi Akiyama shouted loudly.

"Spread out and run away from the river, the farther the better, quickly!"

She shouted and urged her horse to rush into the field, which was exactly the opposite distance to the river.

There were two warships in the river, each with four cannons on one side, a total of eight cannons, which fired almost simultaneously, spraying shells into the pirate team.

The area within three miles of the river was under artillery bombardment.

Even if you are riding a horse, it will take you more than ten breaths to run three miles.

During this period, each cannon can fire twice, so eight cannons means sixteen rounds.

In short, the pirates despaired as they heard explosions everywhere, saw flying limbs and body parts, and saw blood pouring down their faces like rain.

Everyone is running for their lives. This is a weapon that cannot be resisted by human power. It is force majeure.

Those who had war horses ran faster, while the infantrymen ran around crying for their parents.

After finally escaping the bombardment range, they all gasped and turned their heads to look at the river.

These pirates were frightened by the artillery fire. They had never seen such a cruel killing weapon. It was like the roar of heaven, leaving no room for resistance.

With terrified eyes, he searched helplessly for Atsumi Akiyama's figure.

She is the soul of the army and a strong support in the hearts of every soldier.

With her around, the army's morale will never be broken.

At this time, Atsumi Akiyama had already led a group of soldiers to look for a way out in the fields. She ordered people to gather the fleeing soldiers everywhere.

It took a lot of effort to find the direction and get the team back on track.

They had only walked less than two miles when they saw a row of troops appear in the gloomy wilderness. They stood neatly on the road ahead, quietly watching the approaching pirates.

Atsumi Akiyama sat on his warhorse, staring at the shadows with a frown.

As the distance got closer, we could finally see clearly that there was a row of Zhenxi Army soldiers in front of us.

There were about five or six hundred people standing in a square formation, with soldiers squatting in the front row.

Facing the Zhenxi Army, Atsumi Akiyama knew that he could no longer retreat.

The soldiers were already in a state of shock, their souls having been driven out of their bodies by the bombardment of artillery fire. They had finally managed to rally their troops and gradually return to their positions. If they did not boost their morale, the entire team would be scattered.

She drew her straight knife from its sheath and swung it in the air.

"Everyone, a small group of Zhenxi troops appears ahead. Charge and kill them! Kill!"

Today's experience made Atsumi Akiyama's tone a little confused, but everyone still understood such an order.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

All the soldiers shouted loudly, not only to encourage themselves, but also to encourage all their comrades.

He drew his sword and rushed forward shouting loudly.

The Zhenxi Army ahead was only about three hundred steps away. If we charged forward with all our might, we could chop them down in a moment.

The setting sun had already sunk into the horizon. In the afterglow, the Zhenxi Army in front did not retreat, nor did they attack. They just stood there, calmly staring at the pirates who were running at an increasingly faster speed.

When the two sides had advanced less than 200 steps, someone in the Zhenxi Army shouted a command.

The soldiers in the front row instantly leveled their guns and aimed at the approaching group of pirates.

Another loud shout: "Hit!"

The pirates were running and saw a cloud of white smoke suddenly rising from the team in front of them, followed by the appearance of torches.

Some of the pirates rushing in the front felt as if they had been punched in the chest. Although the force was not strong, as they walked forward, all the strength in their bodies was instantly drained, and they fell powerlessly into the weeds.

The pirates behind only heard the loud explosion and were frightened. Why did this thunder-like sound come again?

But it feels quite different from the sound of artillery.

The Zhenxi Army's ranks changed, with the first two rows taking a few steps back and the back row taking a few steps forward.

Then, following the command, a cloud of white smoke rose from the team again, and the sound of explosions rang out again.

The pirates were charging, but the people in the front row hesitated for a moment and many of them fell down.

In this way, thousands of pirates continued to charge forward, constantly closing the distance with the Zhenxi Army.

However, as more and more people fell, the pirates' psychological defenses became tighter and tighter like a taut bowstring.

Atsumi Akiyama could see clearly from her warhorse that she had seen the Zhenxi Army's muskets before, but in her understanding, this type of musket did not have such a great effect on the battlefield.