C1531 The wild beasts of Cossack!

In the history of human war, the fight between infantry and cavalry has always been the mainstream of war. The cavalry, relying on their powerful strategy and ability to move, has always been an offensive weapon on the battlefield.

On the other hand, the infantry were much weaker. In front of the cavalry, they were always on the defensive side. But the infantry were not helpless against the cavalry, and over the long years they had amassed countless effective means of restraining the cavalry.

Long spear formation with archer, trap, fire attack, tripping rope, crook spear... There were countless methods to deal with the cavalry in the era of cold weapons.

However, these methods were still incomplete. It was only until the appearance of the musket that the end of the cavalry was announced. How much would it cost to train a cavalry soldier? How much does it cost to build a rifle with a few rounds of ammunition?

The extremely low cost allowed the farming civilization to finally have a weapon to fight against the cavalry. The popularization of firearms ended the threat the nomadic peoples posed to the farming civilization.

In front of history, a hundred years was just a flick of a finger. However, on the battlefield, in a true battle, every minute was a crucial moment that determined the outcome of life and death.

If the volunteers were to know about the enemy's sneak attack one hour in advance, then their defenses would be more complete. At least a few Gatling heavy machine gun would be placed in the shooting positions, and some mines could be laid at the frontlines of the battlefield.

Unfortunately, there were no 'ifs' to the war. The soldiers who were exiled outside of the main battlefield were already at their limits to be able to build such a simple defensive position within an hour.

The Cossack who had a lot of battle experience did not even need to think before finding a way to break through the lines. As long as they sacrificed their victory and did not say they would guarantee it, their own troops could at least complete their mission.

Under this kind of tactic, the explosion of a grenade wouldn't cause much casualties, and these recruits didn't have much experience with moving the target, so the gun would always move left and right quickly in the shooting position to search for the target. It was often because they missed the enemy and caused interference from the shooting of their comrades.

"Ga, idiot!" Don't use your gun to chase after the cavalry. Your lousy spear art won't be able to! "After reloading, shoot your nearest target. Let the soldiers behind you deal with the enemies that have already charged past …"

"Our shooting position extends for four kilometers, and in the end, we can grind them to death as well …". Don't panic! Calm down! Calm down, all of you! "

There were officers shouting and cursing everywhere. Gradually, these soldiers found the feeling of being able to fight against cavalry. The number of casualties in Cossack started to increase.

The densely packed shooting positions on the battlefield formed a four-kilometer-long barricade, and once the cavalry passed a shooting position, they would be shot by the brave soldiers. Although the accuracy was not high, but there were still a lot of people.

"Ignore the casualties!" Always rush forward... Our mission is to inform the fleet! "Apart from that, don't worry about anything else …"

The loyal Cossack completed the tasks assigned by the Battalion Commander resolutely. They lowered their bodies and lied down on the horses, not retaliating at all, only using their spurs to stimulate the potential of their warhorses, allowing them to move even faster.

At this time, the target of the Faithful began to shift towards the horses. The first to be shot were the expensive Don River Horses, and they all fell to the ground. The tumbling soldiers didn't hesitate at all as they jumped up from the ground and drew their swords, rushing towards the closest shooting position.

This was a suicidal attack, every round shooting position had a squad of troops guarding them, even if they were exhausted, even if there were a lot of reserve troops, they were still not something that a Cossack could rely on a horse blade to break through.

But in order to create a victory for the larger army, these tiny individuals did not care about their own lives.

The army was a machine, and every soldier was a screw. For the sake of the war machine's final victory, no screw could not be sacrificed.

What was the quality of an elite army? That was, every single soldier was prepared to sacrifice themselves, and there wouldn't be any hesitation at all. For the sake of the group, they wouldn't have to fight each other to their deaths.

If at that moment, they were a little bit afraid of death, if there was a little bit of competition in their hearts, such as why don't you sacrifice yourself for me, and so on … As long as he had the slightest bit of hesitation, he would never be able to break through the storm of bullets.

The Cossack was truly worthy of being called the crown of the war machine. It was precisely because of this group of powerful troops that they were able to travel all the way to the Pacific Ocean in the gigantic eastern region of the Sha Russian territory.

Those samurai s and Far East Survivor s were all shocked. They had always thought that the Russian guarding these Haishenwai s was already a rare and powerful army, but today, they were on a completely different level compared to these Cossack s.

This was what a true battle bear was like. Like a gust of wind, they pounced on him, and with a huge leap, they crashed into him like a bear.

"For the tsar... Kill! " The sharp saber swung in a circle, causing a rain of blood. The opposing bayonet hit him squarely in the chest, but he didn't seem to know the pain.

A single shot being struck by a Cossack would not even be enough to fight. In that narrow space, Cossack was like a wild beast, their attacks were all suicidal moves, and they were all extremely powerful.

"Don't follow his bayonet … Not even bullets! Get on the Engineer's spade … " The Engineer's spade was so useful that it could slice through the opponent's temple with a spade and cut off half of his eyeball.

The bullet was useless, even though it hit right through your chest, the Cossack could still cut your head off.

The bayonet was no good either. After stabbing him in the ribs, the other party was actually able to bend the blade with his hands without feeling any pain.

These terrifying beasts came to kill each other. Their goal was to use their lives to stall for time and cover their comrades as they rushed over.

Cossack who had her ribs slashed twice let out a loud howl, causing blood to continuously spurt out from his wounds. They raised their heads and howled to cheer for their comrades who were still alive.

"Cossack …" The despairing roar received a collective response from all the surviving soldiers. "Charge …"

"Wu La …" Ula … Ula … Victory... Victory... "Victory …"

In a 4 km defensive formation, 300 people died in the 500 Cossack Battlefield, but in the end, 200 of them still successfully broke through and fought their way to the blank area of the battlefield.

"Raise the double-headed eagle flag! Blow our charge! Tell this land... The Cossack is here! We're here! " The Cossack Battalion Commander who was bleeding profusely from her chest roared with her last bit of stamina, and then spat out a mouthful of blood, which turned into blood mist that filled the sky.

The terrifying Cossack cavalry, with their abnormal fighting strength, had shocked everyone in an instant!