Why did they still have to engage in a bayonet battle when the range of the Mini rifled gun was already three to four hundred meters?
This was because the enemies that the Song Empire faced in the last years of the Ming Dynasty were not only pirates, peasant armies, Ming government armies, Liaodong Jiannu, but also the regular armies of other countries. It was wishful thinking to rely on rifles to fight all over the world. The enemy's elite troops would also learn and improve their infantry tactics.
Soldiers would inevitably panic and lack coordination on a chaotic battlefield. At this time, hand-to-hand combat became the most reliable partner of soldiers.
Only the bayonet could make the soldiers confident and not be afraid of accidents caused by the malfunction of the musket!
Only the bayonet could allow the soldiers to bravely deal with the enemies charging at them!
Only a bayonet could scatter the enemy in close combat!
Teaching the soldiers close combat skills would help increase their confidence, but that alone was not enough.
This was because soldiers who had not been baptized by blood and fire were just chattering chicks in a bird's nest. They were like a piece of broken iron that needed to be tempered thousands of times before they could be forged into steel.
The more you sweat in normal times, the less you bleed in wartime. Combat experience was far more important than theoretical knowledge. Ever since the Chongzhen Dynasty, the Ming army had lost more than won in battles with the Houjin because the soldiers had little combat experience. Even if there were a few brave tiger generals who led the soldiers to fight bravely, they would still be trapped by the escaping generals until they were completely annihilated.
Training, going out to battle, defeat, the instant death of a new recruit who was promoted to a veteran, the good general being killed by a pig teammate, the defeated soldiers fleeing, fearing the enemy like a tiger, training, going out to battle, defeat The Liaodong battlefield at the end of the Ming Dynasty repeated a tragic vicious cycle, and almost no veteran was lucky enough to survive.
This led to the Liao army having hundreds of thousands of troops at the end of the Ming Dynasty, but they did not dare to fight a decisive battle with the Later Jin Dynasty in the wild. There were often 10,000 "Eight Banners" chasing tens of thousands of Liao troops everywhere. There were even rumors in the north that "if the Eight Banners were less than 10,000, they would be invincible". The Ming soldiers who feared the enemy like tigers did not have the courage to break the myth that the enemy was invincible.
This was not the first time that the Houjin and the Manchu dynasties had…A weak chicken that would be defeated after being bombarded by the British artillery a few times.
If Australia and Song wanted to fight against such an enemy, close combat was a necessary training skill.
Wang Kaizhi looked around. The soldiers of the eight companies were sitting cross-legged on the mud. Determination and calmness flowed in the soldiers 'eyes, but this was not enough. Wang Kaizhi needed them to have enough killing intent and kill them in one blow.
A few veteran players were practicing the bayonet confrontation with the model guns in front of the soldiers. As they practiced, they also practiced the key techniques in slow motion. They also practiced some special close-range combat techniques, patiently and carefully explaining the entire process.
Close combat emphasized speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, not giving the enemy a chance.
Instead of saying a thousand words, it was better to fight with real swords and guns. The soldiers originally thought that the confrontation training was just a competition between their comrades. However, when the fierce instructor stabbed the sharp weapon in front of them, some soldiers were so scared that they broke out in a cold sweat and felt a chill on their backs. They were like warhorses that had seen a sharp object.
Only then did the soldiers realize that actual combat was not as easy as they had imagined. Just the live practice was enough to make them tremble in fear.
"First Company!" The instructor's voice echoed in the school field.
The 100 soldiers of the First Company braced themselves and faced the 100 players. The weapons of the players were strange and varied. There were swords, shields, clubs, spears, some of them were Roman guards wearing helmets and armor, some of them were the Qi family's soldiers with unsharpened swords in their hands, and some of them were barehanded, looking like a confident fighter.
"Instructor, they have armor." A soldier muttered in a troubled voice. There were only rattan protective gear on the ground. If they really fought, they would definitely be bruised.
"Do you expect the enemy on the battlefield to take off their armor and obediently change to a spear to fight you one-on-one?!”" No!" The instructor cursed, his stinky saliva flying everywhere." No matter who it is, as long as you encounter it on the battlefield, you will be your mortal enemy! Kill the enemy, or be killed by the enemy. There was no second choice!”
Wang Kaizhi, who was standing beside the instructor, spoke up." You'll win if you place the white ash on your opponent twice! The side with more than 30% of the people winning would be the final winner! The victorious infantry company would be rewarded with seven days worth of eggs!”
" On the other hand," the instructor who played the bad guy continued," the defeated infantry company will also receive the punishment of cleaning the toilets!”
The instructor, who hadn't finished speaking, drew a white line behind the soldier with a wooden stick covered in white dust." As long as one person crosses this line, the entire company will regard it as a failure of the confrontation and will be punished by cleaning the barracks 'toilets for a month!”As soon as the words " toilet cleaning " were uttered, many soldiers had a physiological reaction as if their souls had left their bodies.
Public toilets were extremely smelly places, but the toilets in the military camp were even more smelly. If they were punished to clean the toilets in the military camp for a month, their souls would probably be stained with the stench of feces and urine.
However, the players on the other side did not have this burden. On the contrary, the bayonet training was just a game of smearing white dots in their eyes. As long as they defeated a recruit, they would be rewarded with 1 reputation point. All 100 players who defeated the recruit company would be rewarded with 10 achievement points.
Merit points could be transferred to other players, but there would be a 50% discount on the transfer of merit points. In other words, 2 merit points would become 1 point after being transferred. However, the rich players were still happy to use their money to exchange for merit points. The rich players spent money, and the players made money. Both sides were mutually beneficial and happy.
"The confrontation begins!" With Wang Kaizhi's order, the confrontation between the two sides began.
Stupid players fought alone. Even if they had the advantage of equipment, they were still defeated by professionally trained recruits. There were boxing experts and karate experts who beat the recruits until their teeth were all over the ground, causing intense applause and cheers from the surroundings, but it did not affect the overall situation much.
Although the soldiers were newbies, their endurance and endurance were stronger than the average player. Even if they could not beat the combat players in melee combat or stab the experts in armored combat, they could still continue to fight with the players and defeat the players through team cooperation.
The tactics of professional players were completely different. For example, the Roman Guards were not in a hurry to fight hand-to-hand. Instead, they formed a neat formation, relying on the shield wall and spears to slowly advance, squeezing the standing position of the recruits one by one. The moment the spears wrapped in cloth pierced out, white spots and bruises were born.
The infantry brothers all stared at the drill ground. Sometimes weapons clashed, sometimes shouts rang out, and the sound of the soldiers 'palms shook like thunder.
In less than 20 minutes, the results of the first batch of actual combat confrontation appeared. The First Company won the final victory. Most of the " casualties " were caused by professional combat players. Their combat skills were skilled and precise. The recruits had never seen such swift and powerful fist and foot martial arts. They were defeated for a while.
However, the difference between soldiers and amateurs was that the soldiers were more efficient in organizing themselves. As the platoon leader and company commander gave the order, the soldiers formed a combat team and cooperated with each other to attack and defend.
More than ten players were often defeated by fewer soldiers. Because the players did not have enough pain, they were not afraid of damage, resulting in no sense of defense. They fought fiercely and repeatedly defeated a few soldiers before being defeated by other soldiers from the side or behind.
Although the soldiers were made of flesh and blood, they gradually understood the principle of attacking first and defending first on the battlefield. Passively defending alone could not defeat the enemy. Only by not fearing death and pain could they be more ruthless than the enemy. When the enemy was frightened by your fierce attack and revealed a flaw, that was the best time to kill them in one strike.
After the players fought against the other companies, the overall result was that the soldiers had a 30 - 70 chance of winning. Although they had a few small victories, they had many losses. The new recruits who had just trained and had not seen blood were indeed no match for the " crazy " players.
Fortunately, the soldiers performed well against the terrifying berserker players. None of the companies retreated behind the white line because of the players 'crazy beatings and attacks. Every team held fast to the death line set by the instructor.
"This army can be used!" Wang Kaizhi proudly looked at his new recruits.
They were sweating profusely, and their eyes were filled with bright smiles as they wiped their sweat and drank water. They were smiling very happily.
At this moment, a short-haired officer came down from the boat and ran all the way to Chikan's drill ground. He whispered a few words to Wang Kaizhi.
"The Chinese businessman, Lin Mingjin, is here…"
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