"Hey, I saw it too. The cannonball looks like what the Yankee said. It can be seen with the naked eye. It looks like a small football. In the beginning, it looks slow, like a random side. But when it is about to hit the ground, it becomes so fast and fierce all of a sudden. Hey, if I can kick such a shot, I can guarantee that no one will be able to catch it. "

"Come on, Pires! Do you want to kick that kind of ball with your two numb legs? But the power of that guy is not covered. Have you seen the target? It's made of five thick wooden boards. The target is easily pierced by a single shot. It hits a person like this, so isn’t that such a big hole?” Private Rossi said with emotion.

"A hole? You are so beautiful! I didn't hear that Yankee said that the whole body of the person who was hit in the torso was torn apart. The head, body, hands, feet, and internal organs were thrown more than ten meters away! Ugh, just thinking about that scene makes me want to vomit!"

"I heard that the Austrians have more cannons than us. The defense is fine, and we can hide in the trenches. As long as we are not too unlucky, like Tommy, the cannons are just audible, but the attack is troublesome. Think about it, we were ordered to attack from above, and then we lined up in a neat line, accompanied by military drums, and marched towards the Austrian army formation, and then, the Austrians launched a lot of cannons from a long distance away, It's just a shot at us. This scene is so... I can't even imagine..."

...

"The straggler's attack, the straggler's attack, but you want everyone to hang such a green-dyed cook apron on their chests, and let the soldiers wear green sleeves! You want them to play the frog prince it?" Lieutenant Colonel Neville felt that he could not bear it again, although he also had a premonition that he would still give in to those Yankees, because he couldn't figure out whether he was more loyal to the king or the king. "Blackwater". "These devils deserve to go to hell!" He cursed in his heart the devils who tempted him and made him sign the contract of selling his soul. But if someone tells him to give up that contract, he will probably draw his gun and fight you desperately.

"It's not my fault," Robson folded his arms across his chest, looking innocent and innocent, "If your king is willing to buy camouflage combat uniforms from us, we don't want to use them like this." Crude way."

"Your camouflage combat uniform? If you wear that thing, it will be a green toad or a toad with stripes and spots!"

"But the concealment effect is good. The enemy may not be able to see it when they come up to it. You see, Mr. Garibaldi has already ordered a batch from us. I don't understand, Mr. Garibaldi doesn't even care to put his red shirt army has become the green shirt army, why are you so persistent?"

"I'll say it again, Mr. Garibaldi is different from us. Although I respect him very much, he is different from us. We are a regular army, not a militia!" Lieutenant Colonel Neville took a breath and added another sentence, "A regular army must look like a regular army, right? And if you dress like you, it's hard for the enemy to see you, but our commanders can't see their troops clearly, so it's inconvenient to command."

"What eyes do you have?" Robson glared at Neville, "And I just asked you to make the front of the soldiers green, why can't you see them behind..."

...

"Break out, get out! Damn, it! What are you doing so close together? Afraid the enemy won't salvo you with volleys? Or do you want to die heroically? Damn, it! Tommy, don't follow other people's asses, you and Rosie at least need to keep a distance of more than 5 meters! Only in this way can you ensure that a bullet that is aiming at Rossi but misses will not hit you!" Dale, the military advisor, shouted.

"Tommy, stay away from me! Especially when it's a real war!" Rosie turned to Tommy, who was a little behind him.

"Why?" Tommy asked incredulously.

"Because you're unlucky, I'm afraid I'll be unlucky next to you, understand!" Rossi squatted down behind a mound of dirt, ready to shoot, and replied angrily.

"Catch up for the second group! Run the curve!" Dale yelled again. So more than a dozen soldiers in the second group were scattered and ran forward in twists and turns. After only a dozen or so steps, the guys habitually ran together again.

"Stop! Stop!" Dale called to stop the training and quickly rushed to those guys running in a pile.

"Idiots! Idiots! If there is an enemy in front, just one shot, or a volley, you stupid things can contribute to the optimization of the Italian race! Tell you to disperse and run half squatting, don't you hear me?? Do it all over again! Go back to the starting point and do it all over again! Hell, how many times have you started over such a simple thing?"

So the soldiers turned their heads and walked towards the starting point. While walking, people are talking.

"In the past, the practice was to die together intensively, but now it is so easy to change all of a sudden?" one said.

"That's right, I say, what does the Yankee mean when he says 'contribute to the optimization of the Italian race'?" asked another.

"That is to say, if we die, the average intelligence level of Italians will rise! I didn't even understand this, it seems that you have indeed lowered the average line of Italians." Being dragged down by them, I had to start all over again Some guy in the first group replied.

...

"How powerful is such a sparse attack?" Lieutenant Colonel Neville, who was watching the training, muttered again, "Besides if the enemy gathers a group of cavalry and rushes over, what we did do before We can use the hollow phalanx to deal with them, what should we do now? There are no trenches dug here."

"Lieutenant Colonel," said Robson, "considering the rate and accuracy of the MacDonald 1857 rifles, even in loose formation, the density of firepower is no less than that of traditional dense formation. If you use 1857 also adopted a dense formation, which not only easy to be killed with other people's cannons but also a bit of a waste of firepower. Do you remember that the last time you shot a target, you shot more than ten shots on many targets? As for the cavalry, it is indeed a problem, but it is not a big deal question."

"Why isn't it a big problem? As soon as the cavalry rushed up, the saber slashed, and the entire formation collapsed! Isn't this a big problem?"

"Your formation is so loose, the front and depth are so big, as long as you don't scare yourself to death, where is it so easy to collapse? Oh, I forgot that you are Italian." Robson said maliciously, furious Lieutenant Colonel Neville's nostrils were about to burst with smoke.

"Haha, just kidding, don't be angry." Robson saw that Neville was about to go berserk, and quickly analyzed the situation of the loose infantry array equipped with MacDonald 1857 rifles facing the cavalry charge. He knew that as long as such an analysis was made, Neville's custody would forget his previous offenses.

"You think, when a group of cavalry rushed over, did they charge in a dense formation or spread out? In a dense charge, only a few people in the front were charged. On the contrary, they had to face the salvo of the entire loose infantry formation. Hehe, The volley of the Macdonald 1857 rifle...however you look at it, they are the ones who suffer. Moreover, the charging distance of the cavalry is also very limited. I was born as a cavalry. Generally speaking, we always have to line up and walk slowly He did not get on his horse until he was about 500 meters away from the enemy. Then he jogged in small steps for the first 200 meters and then started to speed up at a distance of 300 meters. The range is 800 meters. If the cavalry wants to charge at you, they must either stand up to your volley and charge after reaching the predetermined distance or charge ahead. If they charge ahead, the horse’s strength will be insufficient, and the speed will be slow. Then it’s still I was bullied by you with long-distance volleys. In the end, I rushed up, but there were not many people in the front. I cut them all and made up for the loss. In addition, cavalry is much more valuable than infantry. I am stupid to do this. ?”

"And what about scatter rush?" Neville asked.

"For example, one day, you took a MacDonald 1857 to hunt on the grasslands of North America, and suddenly you saw a bison rushing towards you 600 meters away, and you thought it was you who died, or the bison Dead? No matter how you look at it, the bison has a higher chance of dying, right? The cavalry spread out and charged, what's the difference? If the Austrians trade cavalry for infantry like this, your king is asleep and dreaming Everyone will wake up laughing. So, don’t worry. As long as your people don’t have a nervous breakdown, although you will be hacked to death, the cavalry will suffer.” Robson replied.

"What you said seems to make sense, but why do I still think there is a problem?" Neville said, "By the way, you said that as long as your people don't collapse by themselves, there is too much problem here. , maybe it will collapse by itself! No, we must find a way!"

"Or, go find a team of cavalry, rush at them twice if there is nothing to do, and record those who dare to turn around and run away. After training, use a whip. If you whip a few more times, it will be fine. Well, do this, we are all good at it!" Robson laughed.

"Good idea, just do it like this. It doesn't take many cavalries. A few dozen people are enough. Practice in small groups. I know Leonto, the commander of the cavalry regiment. He is a friend of my father. Ask him to borrow It should not be difficult for a cavalry company to come out."

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"It's time for work, go back and rest!"

After being stopped and restarted again and again, the training of loose formation, mutual cover, and assault was finally over. The soldiers returned to the barracks, talking about the training just now.

"Tommy, did you freak out when the cannon went off?"

"No, the muzzle of the cannon was pointed at me. Who would have thought that the cannon would be hidden there? Luckily there were no shells."

"Don't worry. Only those wretched guys from "Blackwater" will half-bury their cannons in the soil. The Austrians don't bother so much!"

I have to go out to do some errands today, maybe later in the afternoon