Black Corporation: Joseon - Chapter 805

Episode 805: Bloody fight in the jungle (11)

The artillery bombardment of the conquering army was so persistent and meticulous that it cut the Messika army’s camp into small pieces.

This level of bombardment was possible because the artillery units belonging to the conquering army were directly under the imperial army.

The artillery unit and special warfare unit, the artillery unit and the special warfare unit, which were the core forces in this conquest, were not the troops of the conquest army, but the regular army of the empire.

They were the imperial artillerymen who had been properly trained and had become experts through large and small battles.

Thanks to this, they were able to launch a frighteningly accurate bombardment using only the information sent from Bhikkhu.

As an aside, a scholar who was part of the conquering army and saw this scene recorded this in his journal.

-The bombardment of the imperial artillery was nothing short of miraculous.

Of course, one can argue whether shelling, a heartless act that takes the lives of countless people, can be called art. However, that heartless act saved countless lives of our soldiers.

How can you not praise it as a miracle?

As the scholar said, the bombardment of the imperial artillery was close to a miracle.

The cannonballs fired by the imperial artillery destroyed the Messica army camp right across from the leading group of the conquering army.

However, the artillery fire was carefully designed to prevent the leading forces of the advancing conquering army from entering the dangerous firing range.

The imperial artillerymen, who had cut off the very front of the Messika army camp, gradually advanced the barrage forward.

The conquering army began to grind the Mesica Army, which had been torn to pieces by such careful and persistent artillery bombardment, into dust.

The camp and command system collapsed due to the artillery bombardment, and the Mesica warriors, who were unable to come to their senses from heavy drinking and shock, collapsed helplessly under the shooting and throwing bullets of the conquering army.

* * *

The weapons that showed the most powerful presence in the battle, which could be called a battle of annihilation or massacre, were light vehicles and throwing bombs.

“There are things ahead!”

As soon as he heard his colleague’s shout, the light vehicle gunner pulled the trigger toward the Messika warriors in front of him.

Tu-ta-ta-ta-tang!

“Reload!”

bang! bang! Ta-ta-tang!

While the light vehicle gunner, who had emptied the magazine in an instant, was changing the magazine, his colleagues around him pulled the trigger of their rifle.

In just one gunfight, about 30 Messica warriors gathered in front of one of the conquering troops were annihilated.

“Advance!”

After confirming that the enemies in front of him were annihilated, the commander led his men and rushed forward.

In a battle where hit and run were repeated, light vehicles were the best support weapons.

The manual states 30 rounds, but for smooth operation, only 28 rounds were used, which was a method of operating a light vehicle learned through battles in the jungle.

It was a weapon that was dissatisfied with the magazine, which was far short of the magazine that used 200-round cartridges as standard, and the inconvenience of having to empty and replace a magazine in an instant when the trigger was pulled.

However, it was the most reliable weapon in that it could move with them and create a wall of bullets when necessary.

And the combination of light vehicles and long guns of the conquering army, which had fully learned the optimal tactics written in the manual through the battles that took place in the jungle, worked smoothly like a cogwheel.

If the light truck was a saw blade that crushed the enemies, the throwing bomb was a hammer that crushed the enemies.

The biggest weapons of a thrown bomb were shock waves and shrapnel.

If the gunshots from light armored vehicles and long guns deafened my ears, the shock waves from thrown bombs completely paralyzed my hearing. And the fragments of the thrown bombs turned the bodies of the Messika warriors into rags.

* * *

The conquest army, trained by Lee Jing-ok and the commanders and refined through actual battles fought in the jungle, was grinding the anvil of the Messika army to dust.

“How can this be…”

Atrukut, the commander of the Messika army, looked at the battlefield with an expression of disbelief.

When he first assured Akon, he was confident.

Although he suffered considerable losses due to the curse that struck the empire, the warriors he led were undefeated warriors who boasted of reversal.

It wasn’t just the soldiers who believed.

Atrukut also made his own preparations and was waiting for the enemy.

First, he gathered the warriors who had survived the previous battle in Tenochtitlan and listened carefully to what weapons the enemy used and how they slaughtered the warriors.

“’It killed the warriors nearby with flames and a roar.’… Hmm…”

After hearing what the warriors said, he spread the gap between the warriors forming a camp a little wider than usual.

After finishing the formation of warriors, Atcourt gathered the survivors of Tenochtitlan and showed them the formation.

“How is it?”

In response to his question, the survivors who were comparing memories of the past nodded.

“This looks good.”

“Right.”

After hearing the survivors’ words, Artcourt glared at the jungle with a confident face. Even now, imagining the conquering army that was slowly approaching, he strengthened his fighting spirit.

“In Tenochtitlan, I suffered because I didn’t know, but this time it will be different.”

But there was something he didn’t expect.

At that time, the empire’s heavy weapons that terrified the Messican warriors in Tenochtitlan were barracks and lightning bolts, and even that number was the minimum for self-defense.

On the other hand, the approaching conquest army was a well-equipped unit.

As the imperial army was evaluated by both the Ming and Japanese as ‘cannon-crazy guys’ and ‘cannon perverts’, the conquest army also had sufficient artillery forces.

To put it simply, the conquest army he was going to face was carrying a lot of artillery pieces with a longer range and more powerful power than the Bigyeokjincheonroe.

* * *

Atkurt screamed as he saw his warriors being torn apart.

“This can’t be happening! “This can’t be happening!”

It was Artcourt who vehemently denied his misjudgment.

But even though he denied it so vehemently, the reality was that he had lost.

bang! Quack! bang!

Tu-ta-ta-tang! Tatang! bang!

“Aaaah!”

Every time the enemy’s weapons made a loud noise, his golden subordinates were either reduced to mere pieces of meat or fell to the ground screaming in sorrow.

In the end, Artcourt shouted to his subordinates next to him.

“Retreat! retreat! Tell them to retreat!”

“yes!”

After hearing the commander’s order, the subordinates immediately began delivering the retreat order.

Soon, loud drums and conch trumpets began to echo from the Messika camp.

And this order to retreat brought about an even bigger disaster.

The camp of the Messica warriors was already collapsing and collapsing due to the bombardment and shooting of the conquering army, and the warriors’ morale was at a low point.

The retreat signal given in this situation led to a reckless rout.

“Retreat! retreat!”

“Run! “Run away!”

The Messika warriors lost their senses and immediately turned their backs and ran away even though the enemy was right in front of them.

“Maintain your formation and retreat!”

“It’s not a flight, it’s a retreat! “Keep order!”

Eagle warriors and officers tried to prevent the collapse of the camp by shouting loudly, but once it began to collapse, the camp collapsed uncontrollably.

The bhikkhu, who was observing the battlefield while floating in the sky, immediately reported the situation using a luminous communication device.

-Enemy lines collapse

* * *

“The enemy’s anvil has been broken!”

Lee Jing-ok smiled darkly at his subordinate’s report and looked around.

“It’s a little faster than expected. “It seems that the anvil of those miscellaneous things was weaker than I thought.”

“That’s right!”

In a friendly atmosphere, Lee Jing-ok gave an order.

“Order the artillery unit to hit the backs of the fleeing guys even harder.”

“yes!”

“And tell them to send out carts through the secured passage and prepare to load the troops. 1/3 chases the fleeing enemies, and the remaining 2/3 carries troops to counter-surround. “Remember to move faster from now on.”

“Yes General!”

“ah! “What are we doing with those guys targeting our flanks in the jungle?”

“They say it’s almost at a standstill.”

“huh?”

Lee Jing-ok expressed doubts about the report that Akon’s unit, which was moving towards the flank of the conquering army, was almost stopped.

“What are you planning?”

* * *

Lee Jing-ok was not the only one who questioned Archon’s movements.

Artcourt, who was frantically giving orders to prevent the collapse of the front line, glared at the jungle and screamed.

“Acon! “Where is Archon now?”

If the strategy had been initially discussed, Akon’s troops should have been flanking the enemy by now.

However, there was no significant change in the enemies’ movements.

This meant that Akon’s troops had not yet engaged in battle with the enemy.

What was even more questionable was that although messengers continued to be sent, no messengers came back.

“Where on earth is Archon….”

Boom!

Just as Atkurt was about to vent his anger at Akon once again, a cannonball landed a short distance away.

Artcourt, who was swept away by the shock wave and rolled around on the ground, looked around with a dazed expression.

His men, who were proud warriors, were not only running away with their backs, they were even throwing away their weapons and running away.

The warriors who fought the enemy while protecting their pride until the end were covered in blood and fell to the ground from the enemy’s attack.

Artcourt, who was staring at the scene blankly, turned his head and looked at the jungle.

As he watched the conquering army continue to push out of the jungle, Atkurt learned what had happened.

“You lied! Akon! “You lied!”

It was Archon who had met the conquering army before him. A smart archon would have realized that they could not deal with the conquering army with their current strength.

Nevertheless, Archon came up with a plausible plan to divide his army to deal with the enemy.

He took a quick bite of it.

In the end, Archon planned to use Atkurt and Atkurt’s troops as sacrifices and escape.

“It was a trap…”

Atkurt, who realized Akon’s plan, smiled bitterly.

By now, Acon would have been ready to lead his men back to Tenochtitlan, or rather flee.

Even if he came back alive and said it was Archon’s plot, Archon would definitely respond like this.

“The author’s unit collapsed so quickly that they had no choice but to retreat! “Everything is the responsibility of the author!”

Atkurt muttered as he stood up using Macuahuitl as a walking stick.

“If I go back anyway, I’ll be dead. If that’s the case… hmm!”

Atkurt took a deep breath and ran forward, yelling.

“Warriors! We are the warriors of Messica! Protect your pride! charge! Follow me!”

Seeing Atkurt running towards the conquering army while shouting, a considerable number of warriors turned and charged towards the conquering army.

Half of them wanted to protect their pride as warriors, while the other half felt desperation that they couldn’t escape anyway.

“Waaah!”

As the conquering army watched the Messika warriors rushing towards them, shouting at the top of their lungs, the conquering army pulled the trigger without saying a word.

Tu-ta-ta-ta-ta-tang! bang! Tatang! bang!