The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

"Ugh——"

The low sound of conch shells rose into the sky, and the Qing army's formation was once again in a hurry, rushing forward.

Ordinary archers are naturally unable to shoot while walking, and only a small number of elite archers can throw arrows while advancing.

Accompanied by the sound of the Conch, the arrows fired from the Qing army's formation became thinner for a while, and the pressure on the Hanzhong army's front formation suddenly eased.

However, the gunners of the Hanzhong Army did not relax at all because of this. The Qing army was not far in front of them, and they were getting closer and faster.

Under such circumstances, how can we maintain a normal heart.

Seventy steps, sixty steps.

The Qing army walked a distance of nearly twenty steps, and the four six-pound guns in the Hanzhong army formation roared again. The cannons fired out and once again disrupted the Qing army's formation. This time, three Qing army shield chariots were smashed to pieces.

Unlike iron cannons, well-made bronze cannons can reach two to three shots per minute. The gunner generally controls one shot per minute during continuous shelling to allow time for the barrel to dissipate heat.

However, in an emergency, up to four rounds can be fired per minute, provided that the cleaning process is cancelled.

Canceling the process of clearing the chamber will result in too much gunpowder remaining in the gun barrel. Early muzzle guns were fired with black powder, leaving a lot of residue in the inner chamber after shooting.

With a distance of sixty steps approaching, the ferocity of the Qing army was completely aroused.

As the distance got closer, the bows and arrows of the Qing army became more accurate and more ruthless.

This distance was already within the armor-piercing range of the Sea Oath Gun, but Chen Wang didn't have the slightest intention to order the gun to be fired.

"Big brother..."

Chen Gong tightly held the horse gun in his hand, and his heart was extremely anxious. He didn't understand why Chen Wang still didn't give the order to fire the gun at such a close distance.

If you don't fire the gun at this distance, if you advance another [-] steps, you will be within the killing range of Jiannu's heavy arrow.

Within a range of forty steps, even wearing two layers of armor, it is difficult to resist Jiannu's heavy arrows.

Jiannu's heavy arrows are ruthless and accurate. These hunters who were born in the white water and black mountains are extremely skilled in archery.

When the arrow is shot, the person who hits the arrow is often a heavy arrow in the throat, face and other vital places.

When they were in Liaodong, they suffered a big loss.

It is precisely because of the losses that most of the cavalry of the Liaodong Army will have two bows, one Kaiyuan soft bow for cavalry combat, and the other heavy bow for infantry combat.

The Qing army used shield chariots, and they used chariots, and they could fight back and forth a little during the shooting period.

It's just that right now, the gunmen in the front line are not covered by chariots, nor are they blocked by shields. The only thing that can provide them with protection is the set of armor on their bodies.

Many archers in the Qing army had strong bows and arrows, and they had already replaced them with heavy arrows at a distance of sixty steps.

The vibration of the bowstring is almost inaudible on the noisy battlefield, but no one dares to ignore this sound.

As heavy arrows shot out from the large formation of the Qing army, the casualties of the gunmen in the front formation of the Hanzhong army suddenly increased, and at the same time, they were inevitably shaken.

Sixty steps.

Fifty steps.

Forty steps!
Accompanied by the sound of gold ringing, the formation of the Qing army stopped suddenly.

"Big brother!"

Chen Gong was very anxious, the Qing army was already within forty steps away, but Chen Wang hadn't given the order yet.

He just watched helplessly one after another gunmen in the front line fell down meaninglessly, but he couldn't do anything.

The musketeers in the front line had already shaken, and the screams of the arrows were heard endlessly. The place where the four six-pound guns in the front line were located received the attention of Jiannu bows and arrows.

Chen Gong looked to the left and right wings.

The two battalions under Sun Chuanting's command on the left and right flanks were already surrounded by smoke and flames were constantly flashing, and they were already shooting at the Qing army.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the thick war drums was already sounding on the two wings, and the low-pitched horns sounded one after another.

After the formation of the two battalions supervised by Sun Chuanting, the Ming army lined up like a tide, and the cavalry in advance had already galloped to the flank position and started a confrontation with the Mongolian cavalry in the formation of the Qing army.

"Ugh——"

The low sound of conch shells sounded again, which brought Chen Gong's gaze back to the front line of the Qing army.

A group of archers in front of the Qing army were drawing their bows in unison at this moment, and they had already fastened their heavy arrows.

The sharp firearms of the Ming army caused them a great loss, and all of them held a breath of anger in their hearts.

When the formation of this Ming army is broken, they will kill all these Nikans to vent their hatred!

……

The Qing army approached forty steps, and asked to shoot three arrows in a hurry, and more than thousands of feathered arrows could be poured in a few seconds.

Forty-step flat shooting, the power of a heavy arrow, its potential energy penetrates heavy armor and poplar wood.

Although the musketeers in the front line were wearing two layers of armor, it was still difficult for them to withstand the heavy arrows of the Qing army.

"Big Brother!!!"

Chen Gong gritted his teeth tightly and held the command flag in his hand.

His voice even trembled with urgency.

And at this moment, Chen Gong finally saw Chen Wang raise his right hand, which had been holding the whip.

"Ming the swan sound, fire the gun!!!"

Chen Gong raised the command flag in his hand high, rode his horse forward, and galloped away, roaring loudly.

The flag was shaken, and the loud and clear swan sound rose into the sky, and it spread throughout the entire Hanzhong Army's formation in an instant.

In the next instant, four rows of gunmen simultaneously pulled the triggers of the guns in their hands.

The front flames of the Hanzhong Army suddenly appeared and formed a piece in front of it. With the explosion of the firecrackers, thick white smoke rose up immediately.

The dazzling and fierce flames shot by the volleyball guns, even if viewed from a distance, make people feel frightened.

In an instant, the entire front line of the Hanzhong Army was shrouded in smoke.

Looking from the sky, it looks like a white smoke dragon has been conjured out of thin air.

The sea oath can penetrate armor within seventy steps, two layers of armor within fifty steps, and three layers of armor within forty steps.

At this time, the Qing army just arrived at a distance of forty steps.

Nearly half of the shield chariots of the Qing army were destroyed when they marched, and most of the infantry of the Qing army were no longer covered by the shield chariots.

Nearly a thousand sea oath guns were fired almost at the same time, and the gas pressure generated by the ignition of the gunpowder pushed the lead bullets in the gun barrel to shoot out quickly.

The distance of forty steps is only an instant, and thousands of lead bullets are flying.

Whether it is cotton armor, chain mail, or cloth armor and iron armor, none of them provide much decent protection for their masters.

The lead bullets carrying huge kinetic energy easily penetrated their armor, then rolled into their bodies, and then continuously deformed and disintegrated in the muscles, tendons and bones.

The front line of the Qing army seemed to be half swept by a storm, and under the effect of the cavity effect, bloody arrows sprayed out one after another.

The stench of blood permeated everywhere in an instant.

The distance of forty steps is the distance for the Qing army's heavy arrows to be shot flat, and it is also the most powerful distance for the Qing army's heavy arrows.

But what the Qing army didn't know was that the distance of forty steps was also the most powerful distance for the sea oath gun.

At such a short distance, the hit rate of ordinary firecrackers is not low.

And for each other equipped with a gun stock, crosshairs, and rear sights, the hit rate is even higher.

The howling lead bullets almost swept across the Qing army's front line. Except for the area protected by shield vehicles, there were almost no people standing in the first and second rows of the Qing army formation in the rest area.

The entire battlefield was cleared, and the Qing army's front line was stagnant. Even the sound of the golden drum and conch stopped for a short time.

Erhe stood there dumbfounded, he still maintained the posture of pulling the strings, he hadn't figured out what happened, he only saw a flame in front of him, and then his front was empty, the armored soldiers and followers standing in front of him almost fell to the ground.

The mournful wailing sound spread throughout the entire front formation in an instant, but the wailing sound was overwhelmed by the even louder roar within less than a breath of time in the formation of the Qing army.

The louder roar came from in front of them, from the formation of the Hanzhong Army.

In the front line of the Hanzhong Army, four six-pound guns that had been reloaded with shotguns made deafening explosions at the same time.

Driven by gunpowder, hundreds of shotguns weighing more than one or two spewed out from the four six-pound gun barrels. Thick gunpowder smoke rose with a huge roar, and the smoke dragons on the array also danced along with their teeth and claws.

Terrifying screams resounded over the wilderness, and countless lead bullets bombarded the Qing army's line, sweeping in like a raging wave.

The line of the Qing army had just passed the baptism of firecrackers, and those soldiers who were still standing were bombarded by artillery before they recovered from the previous row of blunderbusses.

At a distance of forty steps, the lead bullets were almost sprayed on the formation of the Qing army, and blood mist burst from the formation of the Qing army.

Many of the soldiers of the Qing army standing in the front didn't even groan, and were directly beaten into a sieve.

Some of the shotguns that flew out hit the ground, and the huge impact pushed the lead bullets to lift off the turf on the ground, raising a large number of smoke rabbits.

The Qing army's originally strict front line became jagged, and there were bloody scenes everywhere.

Erhe trembled all over, his face was pale, and he fell to the ground powerlessly.

He didn't know what happened, he didn't know why it happened.

It's not that he didn't rush through the Ming army's gun array, nor did he not go forward against the Ming army's artillery.

But this is indeed the first time he has encountered such a situation. Why are the firecrackers of the Ming army so sharp? The three-layer heavy armor is as fragile as paper under the firecrackers of the Ming army.

Why is the rate of fire of the red guns of the Ming army so fast?
Why can those gunmen of the Ming army stand so close?
Why were the musketeers of the Ming army able to withstand the rain of arrows and still remain motionless?

Erhe's head was in chaos, and he was about to lose the ability to think.

"Save me...help me..."

"Emother..."

The mournful howling resounded around Erhe, lingering in Erhe's ears like a magic sound piercing his ears, impacting Erhe's last psychological defense line.

The original line of the Qing army had already turned into a Shura hell, with corpses strewn all over the line, all kinds of stumps and pieces of flesh scattered all over the place, bloody and bloody scenes everywhere.

White smoke was still rising from the grass that had been torn apart by artillery shells ahead.

The stench, the smell of gunpowder smoke, and all kinds of smells are mixed together, making people sick.

Severe pain came from the position of the right shoulder, Erhe turned his head with difficulty and looked at his right shoulder, but in the end he saw nothing, only blood on the ground.

Erhe recalled the scene in front of him, he seemed to be hit by something, and then fell to the ground.

This time, the god of luck did not favor him any more, the shell actually hit him, taking almost his entire right shoulder away.

Severe pain tormented Erhe's nerves, and the fear of death lingered in his heart.

Erhe's heart was icy cold, and the fear of death even made him ignore the pain in his body.

This fear also became the last straw that overwhelmed Erhe's spirit.

"help me……"

Erhe raised his still-moving left hand with difficulty, and held his head up. He wanted to cry, beg, and hope that someone could lend a helping hand.

But he blocked his mouth with the blood gushing from his throat, making him speechless.

The severe pain tortured his nerves all the time, and the strength in his body disappeared like running water.

Everything is futile after all...

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!!!"

In the formation of the Hanzhong Army, the sound of war drums that had been silent for a long time was suddenly sounded at this moment.

The azure blue banner at the position of the central army was waved, and then there was a sound of gold, and the gunmen in the front line quickly changed their formation, from a row to a column in an instant.

The Hanzhong army was in the middle of the battle, and the wrestlers beating the drums raised their drumsticks and beat the drums violently.

Amidst the sound of high-spirited drums, a group of armored soldiers of the Hanzhong Army lined up behind the formation of blunderbusses stepped forward.

They have practiced this kind of tactics countless times on the school field and on the battlefield.

The sun was setting at sunset, and the setting sun was like blood, covering the whole world with a layer of blood.

The rapid beat of the infantry drum sounded, and more than [-] armored soldiers of the Hanzhong Army were divided into two formations, stepping forward in unison to the beat of the infantry drum.

The cavalry of the Qianqian Headquarters of the First Cavalry led by Chen Gong had all dismounted and joined the ranks.

They were wearing heavy armor, bright helmets on their heads, strong bows in their hands, and the bowstrings were tightly clasped, and they were in the rear.

The front line is the armored soldiers of the [-]st Infantry [-] Headquarters and the [-]nd Infantry [-] Headquarters.

Wearing red mandarin duck jackets, blue waist armor and round helmets with red tassels on their heads, they strode forward.

Countless spears shot straight into the sky, forming endless forests of spears and halberds.

The iron armor clanked, and the armor leaves of the iron armor collided continuously during the march, making a slight clanging sound.

More than [-] armored soldiers marched forward in unison, like the sound of a clear spring.

"Tiger!"

The last call sign resounded in the formation of the Hanzhong Army. More than [-] armored soldiers of the Hanzhong Army looked ahead, held their blades high, and rushed towards the chaotic Qing army formation!