Chapter 426 Pistol Cavalry
"Musketeer. Musketeer," Gwen muttered. "I'm sorry, sir. I've never been outside the North, and I've only heard of the Empire's musketeers. Can you tell me about their power?"
"Why don't you start by telling us about your knowledge of muskets? Are you from the White Crow Principality?"
"Yes, I was born in a village. Later, the war broke out and my parents died. I fled there. I only heard about muskets. I heard that the army of the White Crow Principality was no match for the muskets of the Empire. It was not until the priests of the Silent Church took action that they managed to drive away the Empire."
"Yes, that battle was also the only successful battle of the extraordinary people on the battlefield. The Silent Temple organized a large number of priests wearing heavy ice armor to charge into the battle line, and they actually broke through the defense line against the bullets. Unfortunately, it was only a flash in the pan. Too many people died in the Silent Temple, and it never recovered from that."
They were even unable to shelter believers after the White Scourge, and even abandoned the resistance. If it weren't for Nora, there might not be many refugees who survived in the North.
"A musket is a close-range weapon. Although it can theoretically fire bullets several hundred meters away,..."
Isaac spread his hands.
"I can only say that the Empire's Army Manual strictly prohibits shooting beyond a hundred meters. The original words on it are 'it will only waste precious gunpowder'. The normal shooting distance is generally no more than seventy meters. In fact, the closer the better."
Gwen frowned. "That seems even worse than a bow and arrow?"
There are many experienced hunters in the North who can shoot coyotes from a hundred meters away.
"Can your arrows penetrate the breastplate of a cavalryman?"
Gwen fell silent.
"And how long does it take to train an archer? If I train your men, they will be proficient in using muskets in just a few days. If the enemy comes quickly, one day will be enough for them to learn how to fire."
Isaac wasn't lying.
That evening, the resistance guys had learned all the procedures - in fact, Isaac and the Ash Alliance guys only spent an hour going over the key points, and the rest of the time was spent correcting mistakes.
In the following time, the resistance fighters began to repeat these monotonous trainings over and over again, obeying orders and firing volleys. It was so simple that Gwen found it a little unbelievable. The most difficult part was loading the musket, which only had a few steps and Gwen could learn it just by watching.
"Is it that simple?" Gwen looked at the musket in her hand in disbelief. It took her only an hour to learn how to use it, but it almost destroyed the entire White Crow Principality and forced the Silent Temple to take action? Isaac grinned, "Its strength lies in its simple operation. The really difficult part is actually the formation and firing instructions. Soldiers must strictly follow the instructions and be familiar with them. There is no time to think about the steps during the battle. Most people will be so scared that their minds will go blank - so it is extremely important to subconsciously follow the orders."
Isaac brought several carts of supplies, and according to him, some of them were not easy to transport in the town.
This really surprised Gwen. According to this man, the main forces of the Ash Alliance are on the Empire side. Then, transporting supplies here requires crossing the battle lines of both sides?
How is this possible?
But Isaac's answer was somewhat meaningful.
"Fortunately, there is a war going on between the two sides, otherwise we probably wouldn't be able to get so many muskets."
In addition to training the musketeers, Isaac also distributed some of the other supplies he brought, including some simple tools, various medicines, etc., which were all in short supply for the resistance army. These refugees had lost communication with the town, and although they could hunt some prey for food, the entire camp could not even find a few axes.
With these, the resistance army can build some simple fortifications and set up some shelters in the camp to protect against wind and rain.
But the enemy did not give them much time to build up slowly.
Isaac found Gwen and informed her that the town's cavalry had been dispatched, only his second day there.
"How many people were dispatched?" Although Gwen tried not to show it, Isaac still saw a hint of panic in her eyes.
She is just an ordinary farm girl who is struggling here with the resistance army just to survive. She has no battlefield experience.
"Don't worry, there are only three cavalry teams." Isaac saw the confusion in Gwen's eyes and added, "According to the military system of the North, a scout cavalry team consists of seven people."
"Seven people!? How dare they send such a small number of people? Even if it's for reconnaissance, it would be easy for them all to be left behind, right?"
"Because they are cavalry." Isaac shrugged. "You don't have much idea about cavalry, do you?"
Gwen was silent. The Duchy of White Crow did not produce war horses, and there were only a few mules and horses. Even the priests of the Silent Temple did not have horses to ride. Her understanding of cavalry was man + horse.
"Without elite cavalry or traps, it is difficult to leave an entire cavalry squad behind. They are extremely mobile."
"So we're going to hide in the woods next, right?"
"No, we will take the initiative and eat this group of people."
Gwen was quite surprised. "Mr. Isaac, I don't quite understand. Even with your help in training and the muskets, it would be hard for us to defeat the Winter Wolves in a head-on battle, right? So why do we have to expose our strength in advance?"
In Gwen's opinion, the resistance should remain hidden and patient, and when the Winter Wolf Guards are ready to come out to surround and kill them, they should ambush them, attack them by surprise with muskets, and then take advantage of their defeat to immediately head south and escape from the North.
Isaac shook his head.
"Miss Gwen, you still underestimate the cavalry. Even if we break up the Winter Wolf Guard, it won't take them long to catch up with us as long as they rebuild their team. We only have one chance to ambush them. By the time they regroup, we'll be dead."
"But we have muskets."
"The Empire also has muskets, more than us, and better trained than us, but they are still confronting the North."
"You mean"
"Do you know why Count Bazel's Winter Wolf Guards were able to carve out a territory in the North?"
"You said they were all wearing standard armor and had good horses."
"That's all extra. The most important thing is that they are also good at using firearms."
Gwen's eyes widened.
"The Winter Wolves are what they call themselves. In the outside world, they have a more resounding name - the Pistol Cavalry."
"Pistol cavalry, also known as cuirassier cavalry, these soldiers only wear breastplates. Count Bazel developed a complex set of tactics to ensure continuous firing, and with these tactics he successfully established himself in the North."
(End of this chapter)
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