nanming man

Chapter 310
The Flang cannon is a distinctive type of artillery in the Ming Dynasty. Normally, it has one cannon body and is equipped with four guns.

The sub-guns are filled with ammunition in advance. When firing, you only need to put the sub-guns into the gun body and fix them with iron bolts, just like loading a rifle with bullets.

This kind of thinking can be said to be very advanced. The Ming Dynasty also produced a fire gun equipped with five sub-guns, but like the Frang machine, it should be lack of power due to insufficient air tightness.

Although this kind of artillery and firecrackers equipped with sub-guns had a fast rate of fire, they were not developed in the end because of the shortcomings in power and range.

If the casting process can reach a certain precision at that time, and there are precision lathes and other equipment to process metal, it may really become a sharp weapon.

At this time, the Frang machine gun fired four cannons in a short while, and the rate of fire was close to that of bows and arrows. Under the bombardment of dozens of shells, the cavalry of the Qing army were hit and fell down from time to time.

The Qing army's horse army continued to gallop in a field of neighing and splashing mud, and the artillery could not stop their charge.

The masters of the Eight Banners are not ignorant of firearms. In fact, the proportion of firearms in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty is very high, which is not inferior to that of the Ming army.

They knew that the artillery was scary when fired, but in fact, whether a fist-sized shell could hit someone was all a matter of luck, and it didn't have much lethality.

Shen Zhixiang leaned on the horse's back and shouted angrily, "Don't stop, charge up, the bandits will be scooped up!"

The cavalry of the Qing army ignored the casualties and rushed forward on their horses. The bandit soldiers were so savage, as long as they came to the front, they would be defeated immediately.

After the Ming army's four rounds of artillery were fired, the Qing army cavalry only seemed a little confused, and then continued to rush 150 steps away.

At this time, the gunners retreated, and the spearmen in front of the Wei army became nervous one after another, as if they were facing a big enemy.

The spearman squatting on the ground, seeing the cavalry approaching through the diffuse gunpowder smoke, felt the impact of the earth shaking and shaking the mountains, and couldn't help sweating on his forehead.

Many soldiers began to fear, but even if they were afraid, they did not dare to move.

This is not all because of strict military discipline, but because they know that the firearms team behind them is about to start shooting.

Facing the impact of the cavalry, the soldiers of the Wei army did not place their firearms in front of the array, but behind the spear array.

When the gunners are facing the infantry, the infantry is slow. The firearms team can shoot in front of the formation first, and then retreat calmly, but when facing the cavalry, it is easy to cause confusion.

Gao Yihuan thought of taking the structure of one side like a hollow phalanx, placing the spearmen in front of the formation, the gunners lined up behind the formation, and the spearmen squatting in front, so that they would not block the rays of the gunners. Projectiles would fly over their heads, firing at the colliding cavalry.

With this arrangement, the Gunner is always under the protection of the Spearman.

With the pikemen in front to withstand the impact of the cavalry, the musketeers can form a continuous fire output, and they will not stop shooting until the cavalry breaks through the gun array and enters the firearms team.

It's just that in this way, the spearman is like a stepmother, a little sad.

This method obviously tests the psychological quality of the spearmen in the front row. After all, who can not be afraid of the "swish" direct flight of the projectile above the head?
In case any of the birds shook their hands and lowered the muzzle a little, wouldn't they be beaten to death by their own people.

In order to train the psychological quality of the soldiers, when the firearms team usually shoots, there will be one or two rows of soldiers sitting under the muzzle, but it is precisely because of the usual training that the spearmen are not moving at all.

Of course, this is also tall, handsome and immoral. The soldiers were killed by their own firearms together, and there was no compensation. In this case, it is better to sit on the ground, hold the spear in your hand, and fight with the Tartars.

"150 steps, check the matchlock, and lift the gun!" The military academy commanding the gun immediately shouted orders when he saw that the Qing army had rushed to him.

The power of firecrackers is limited, and it is cold now. The Qing army is wearing bloated armor, and many horses are also wearing this layer of vests to protect against cold, arrows, and pellets. Within fifty steps, the fire Guns are hard to break armor.

In volley shooting, the first row of guns is often the most powerful, and it is also the easiest to defeat the morale of the enemy. After being interfered by various factors, the power of burst shooting is not as good as the first round of volley, so we must cherish the first round of volley shoot.

Nearly a thousand firecrackers checked whether the matchlocks on the matchlock clip were burning, and then lifted the firecrackers together, and Qingqi had rushed to within a hundred steps with overwhelming momentum.

This made the military academy in command of the firearms look a little nervous, staring fixedly at the positioning arrow fifty paces away.

The musketeers in the first row saw the cavalry of the Qing army coming like a tide, and felt the shaking of the ground, and many of them trembled a little.

The spearman sitting in front of the gunners in the first row saw the constant shaking of the gunners sticking out above his head, and immediately had a motherly look on his face, and he yelled, "Puuiao, shake your mother!"

At this moment, the No.1 Qing army cavalry, the moment the horse's head jumped over the positioning arrow, the commander finally waved his hand angrily, and roared loudly, "Let go!"

"Da da~" The suona player in the firearms team immediately blew two high-pitched long sounds, and the step drummer began to rhythmically beat the war drum hanging on his chest.

The firearms team of nearly a thousand people fired in bursts in an orderly manner. Naturally, the command and communication could not be communicated by shouts, nor by command flags.

Gao Yihuan combined the command methods of the Ming army, and forced some of his ideas, so that the Wei army's firearms team formed a command system that combined the sounds of buku, suona and other sounds.

At the moment when the suona sounded, the first row of firecrackers pulled the trigger in unison, the burning matchlock fell, the lid of the priming pot was opened, and the sound of "bang, bang, bang" suddenly rang out, and white smoke rose from the firecrackers , diffuse front.

The spearmen who were squatting in front of them only felt the "swish" wind blowing over their heads, their backs were chilly, and their necks shrank one after another.

Countless projectiles flew over the head, not to mention how exciting it was. None of the spearmen dared to move. They stared at the charging cavalry with livid faces, and continuously carried them down.

Shen Zhixiang rushed forward, but fell behind. He knew that fifty steps before the formation was the most dangerous distance, but after this distance, it was time for Master Baqi to stretch out his hand.

At this time, a dense rain of bullets came head-on, shooting at close range, the bullets were enough to break the armor, and the Qing cavalry immediately began to fall one by one, and the horses stumbled one after another, throwing the soldiers above them out.

Shen Zhixiang couldn't help slowing down the horse, but he urged: "Come on, shoot back with arrows."

As the war horses galloped, no one could hear his voice, but the experienced Eight Banners had already set up their bows while galloping, and when they approached, they would release a wave of arrows.

"Let go!" Wei Jun's gunners finished the first row, and the second row stepped forward and fired another round of gunshots. The dense projectiles looked like a wall.

The cavalry of the Qing army within thirty steps fell off their horses one after another, like hitting dates.

The ownerless war horse continued to charge forward, collided with the rejecting horse, and was immediately pierced. The scene was extremely bloody.

Watching the battlefield, Wang Guangtai saw that the cavalry was about to collide with him, so he couldn't help roaring, "Raise your gun."

The spearman squatting in front of the formation looked at the scene of thousands of hooves trampling the ground in front of him, just like an earthquake. Many soldiers saw this terrible scene, their palms were sweating, and the hand holding the gun trembled.

"Raise the gun! Raise the gun!" The soldiers in the formation shouted one after another, and the drums in the army were beating rapidly.

Rulin's long spear stabbed obliquely, the tip of the spear gleaming coldly, like a forest of steel, ready to meet the impact of the Qing cavalry, but before the Qing cavalry arrived, the sky suddenly darkened, and a rain of black arrows fell~
(End of this chapter)