Chapter Eighty-Five: Crushing
"My lord, why don't we use this cannon to bombard the Ming army?" One of Zhao Ju's henchmen pointed to the cannon on the ground.
Zhao Ju frowned and shook his head, not to mention whether these cavalrymen around him would use cannons, the most important thing is that he had not seen the ramming sticks, cannon brushes and other things.
In fact, he didn't notice that one of the most important things was missing—the ignition tube. To be on the safe side, the Dragon Guard Artillery Manual states that this thing must be carried by the igniter.
Suddenly, Zhao Ju heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind him, and when he turned his head to look, he saw a group of dragon guard hussars rushing straight in a neat queue.
In the process of raiding the artillery position just now, nearly half of his men and horses were killed and wounded, but they encountered the artillery of the Dragon Guard, which was as slippery as a loach, so that there was no gain.
At this time, in the face of the superior Ming cavalry, he had no intention of fighting, and immediately urged the horse to flee, and the hussars behind him were in hot pursuit.
Seeing that the enemy cavalry was forced to retreat, Chen Pengfei immediately led the artillerymen to turn around and return to their positions.
The infantry line of the Dragon Guard and the infantry phalanx of the Qing army were all rushing forward, and the gap was rapidly narrowing.
The two sides were no more than a hundred paces apart, but neither of them had fired.
Ninety steps apart, still no firecracks.
Ke Yongsheng, who was in the distance, saw this scene and was so nervous that he was sweating profusely. He knew that this time he had met an opponent, a terrible opponent.
Due to the slight gap between the lead bullet and the barrel of the smoothbore gun, the bullet fired does not fly straight, and the bullet does not rotate, so the farther away the accuracy, the worse the accuracy.
Therefore, when the two armies are at war, whoever shoots first suffers. Shooting at a distance won't do much damage to the enemy, and the enemy will quickly get close to the salvo while you're reloading, causing massive casualties in an instant.
It's just that theory is theory, on the battlefield where life is fighting, normal people see the enemy with a musket constantly approaching, and their first reaction is to give him a shot first.
If you want to resist not firing, you must undergo rigorous training, supplemented by iron discipline.
If you don't shoot, it's a hundred times harder than shooting!
Eighty steps apart!
Seventy steps apart!
Suddenly, the infantry of the Dragon Guard, under the command of the officer, roared in unison: "Kill! ”
Thousands of people almost shouted the word "kill" in the same voice and soared into the sky, and the sound waves like substance swept through the Qing army's array, and the astonishing momentum instantly made some of the timid soldiers tremble.
Finally, someone smoked it, and with a bang, white smoke came out of the mouth.
The sound seemed to wake up the guns around him, and someone immediately followed the guns, and soon, the Qing army position was full of sounds.
Ke Yongsheng stared blankly at the Ming army, who was still marching forward in a neat queue, and only two words pouted between his trembling lips, "It's over......"
At a distance of seventy paces, only the four hundred heavy birds could inflict damage on the Dragon Guard.
And because of the arrangement of the five rows of Morris phalanx, there were no more than eighty heavy birds that could be fired at a time. As for these 80 guns, because of the distance, most of the lead bullets did not know where they had flown to.
As for the three coins, seventy steps away could not penetrate the cotton armor of the Ming infantry.
At the moment of the sound of the gun, the infantry line of the Dragon Guard rushed forward.
At the same time, the first row of gunners of the Qing army stepped back, and the second row of gunners stepped forward.
The heavy bird gun that Ke Yongsheng bought was actually a Spanish heavy musket, although the firepower was fierce, but because it weighed more than 20 catties, it needed to be propped up with a wooden frame before it could be fired, and the operation was extremely troublesome.
As soon as the second row of the Qing army put the wooden frame in place, the Ming army had already rushed to about fifty paces, and the whole army shouted in unison: "Release!" ”
Completely different from the way the Qing army fired guns in a row, the Dragon Guard Army fired three rows at the same time.
Suddenly, a fire shone brightly, accompanied by the sound of the sky and the earth cracking.
Originally, the gap between the queues of the Dragon Guard Army was half smaller than that of the Qing army, and all of them were guns, plus the whole army fired at the same time, and almost all the guns on the Qing army's side who had just set up the guns were overturned in an instant.
Ke Yongsheng's eyes widened - the Ming army actually fired a salvo! Then it will definitely take a long time for them to reload the ammunition, if at this time let the wolf hand rush up to hand-to-hand combat......
Zhu Yanghua, who was in charge of commanding the phalanx of the Qing army, also discovered this, and was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately ordered the wolf soldiers to charge.
To say that Ke Yongsheng's private soldiers are well trained, they suffered heavy casualties in a salvo just now, but they just held on and did not collapse.
At this time, they heard the order to charge, and the overseer threatened with his sword behind them, hesitated for a moment, but still howled and swarmed up.
On the other hand, the Dragon Guards issued the order to "quickly reload".
The soldiers stuffed the fixed ammunition into the chamber of the gun, briefly knocked it on the ground a few times, and then raised the gun and fired, the whole process only took more than ten seconds.
At this time, the wolf warriors of the Qing army only ran more than thirty steps.
There was a burst of firecrackers, and at a distance of less than twenty paces, nearly three thousand flintlock guns were almost empty, and the wolf hand, who had just run halfway, instantly overturned in half!
The rest of the wolf warriors were stunned, and the people beside them suddenly became less than half, and the originally dense formation became sparse at this time.
The firepower of the Ming army on the opposite side is simply terrifying! The seemingly thin three rows of dark green lines are like the threshold of hell, and those who come close are dead!
No one dared to continue forward, and as the first man dropped his weapon and turned to run, the rout immediately infected all the Qing soldiers, and the brigade turned around and ran desperately.