Chapter 116: Fengji Fort Outpost Battle 6

Lin Dong galloped with the team, and at the same time carefully wiped the two handcuffs that he had just thrown to the ground with a towel, there were stones on the ground, and the wooden handle of one of them knocked off the paint, which made Lin Dong's heart ache. Until the polished steel handcuff is polished with a silver glint. The walnut handle was also polished before carefully loading the ammunition and inserting it into the holster.

The handcuff is Li Jing's gold, hung on the platform, soliciting design drawings, and other hosts are invited to submit, and Li Jing is selected to pay. The host who was selected this time was a painter before, so Li Jing's rifle and handcuffs were beautifully designed.

Soon when the two cavalry teams were one mile apart, Jiannu stopped, and one mile was the best charging distance for the heavy cavalry, just enough to run the fastest and have the greatest kinetic energy.

"How to fight, do you want to take them in circles?" Li Hui asked Chen Hu.

"Wait a minute, when Jiannu's brigade of infantry arrives, we will rush over, put our guns at a hundred meters, and use all four handcuffs at fifty to thirty meters, and then turn around and run back." Chen Hu said with a deep groan.

At this time, in the wind and snow, the Jiannu of the brigade also came to the back of the cavalry with a shield cart. Start the formation.

Li Yu put down the monocular in his hand and said to the other staff officers: "Raise the flag, let them pay attention to saving ammunition, don't come back, guerrilla outside, move freely, and wait for the opportunity to attack the grain road and baggage." ”

Bai Zaixiang asked: "What should they do at night, the night in Liaodong is so cold, it won't get frostbite?"

"Bai Shuai don't worry, it's okay, they have sheepskin sleeping bags. I can't freeze. At the beginning, I was afraid that the Arabian horses would not adapt to the cold climate of Liaodong, so even the horses wore horse clothes. The outside is the same as the quilt, and the inside is an inner armor sewn with twenty-five layers of silk, and there is a belt buckle under the belly, which exposes the four legs and tail of the horse. It is warm and arrow-proof. “

Jiannu set up a military array, with shield carts lined up on all sides, and inside were ten military formations of Niu Lu. More than a dozen generals hugged a young general, pointing and saying something with a horsewhip.

Chen Hu gave the order, and the whole outpost rushed straight to the enemy army. Jiannu was obviously taken aback, he had never seen such a bold Ming army. The cavalry, which was less than a hundred people, dared to charge an army of three or four thousand people.

Turg sneered, these people's riding skills were terrible, and they dared to come and send them to death. Such a few people actually pulled into a one-line horizontal line, there is no depth at all, and it will be broken as soon as it rushes. Just now, he only saw Mao Bing stripping off the armor of Niu Lu who died in battle, and he didn't know that this Niu Lu was wiped out by these 100 people. I thought it was an encounter with a large army.

Jiannu's cavalry also began to run slowly, and gradually accelerated towards the cavalry post, and soon the distance reached a hundred meters, as Chen Hu released a shot, the hundred-man horizontal team flashed with fire, and the smoke was full, but it was quickly dispersed by the strong north wind.

Turg had been fighting for many years, and suddenly felt a strong sense of imminent crisis, so he instinctively leaned forward and climbed on the horse's back. A hissing sound passed by my ears. He is experienced on the battlefield. It was clear that it was the sound of musket lead bullets flying past my ears. Very close. If you get a little closer, it will sound like the wind blowing through the grass.

There was a popping sound, and a large area was knocked down behind him, and he looked back to see that at least fifty or sixty people had fallen from their horses. His own soldier was directly lifted from the skull by a buckshot, and the helmet flew out, spraying red and white brains.

"Pick up your speed, rush over, and fight them hand-to-hand. They don't have time to load their guns," Turg shouted. These were the elite soldiers of his guards who followed him closely, and after a few seconds of confusion, they quickly increased their horse's speed and charged at high speed. However, Turg found that the other side did not pick up the knife and gun as he had imagined, but hung the musket towards Ma'anshan, and then drew a short musket in one hand.

Both sides accelerated at the same time, approaching fifty meters quickly, and Turg's heart was desolate, and he hid in one kick and burrowed under the horse's belly. Immediately after that, there was a loud sound of two volleys, and Turg saw from under the belly of his horse that the entire cavalry formation seemed to have been smashed twice with a sledgehammer, and the whole row of horses fell in unison.

As soon as Turg tried to get into the horse's back, there was the roar of two successive salvos, and he felt a sharp pain in his feet in the stirrups, and there was actually a row of bullets that were shotguns. The whole galloping army was completely disorganized, and the shotguns blinded a lot of horses/eyes. Turg angrily scolded where these people came from. How can there be so many firearms, and the accuracy is still so good.

He knew very well that this was too passive, and as soon as he turned back to his horse, he drew his long knife and yelled, "Rush, rush, and mingle with them." “

But he did not fulfill his wish, and after the other party finished shooting four short firearms, he did not hesitate, and directly turned the horse's head and ran, quickly seeking to break away, without dragging his feet in the mud and water. These five rounds of blows caused at least 150 people to fall off their horses, especially the shotguns, and the first few rows of people who did not fall off their horses were also wounded.

Turg's eyes were red, this time he was sure that the other party had no firearms, and it was too late to reload, so he desperately whipped the war horse and chased after the other party.

The other party's horses are very good, he saw it just now. They are all very handsome tall horses. At least a head taller than the horse he was riding. It's a breed he's never seen before, and the other party seems to be deliberately teasing him, keeping a distance of about 100 meters.

Chen Hu shouted loudly: "As soon as the grenade is fired, it will be thrown directly to the ground."

Then each cavalryman took out a grenade with a long handle, pulled out the cork, put the buckle on his finger, and pulled it, and threw the grenade on the ground with green smoke. About ten seconds later, Turg's brigade of heavy cavalry covered the area full of ninety-five grenades.

When Li Jing was designing the grenade, he got a problem wrong, and he knew that the explosive power of the internal gunpowder was one-seventh that of TN/T. Offensive grenades mainly rely on shock waves to kill enemies. The weight was about one catty, and he directly made the grenade into seven catties. Among them, there are five catties of charge, which are wrapped tightly with the first layer of cowhide, and the outer side is wrapped with a pound of steel slag and pressed into the tinplate cylindrical iron drum. It is believed that in this way the power of a normal grenade in later generations can be achieved.

In fact, the charge of offensive grenades in later generations was only 100 grams of TN/T, and Li Jing only needed to charge 700 grams of gunpowder. As a result, Li Jing loaded 2,500 grams, which is equivalent to four times the charge, causing the grenade to be thrown heavily, and at the same time, the power was too great, and it was easy to hurt himself. The subsequent production batch has reduced the charge to 1000 grams, and the weight has been reduced from seven catties to four catties, which has greatly improved the throwing distance. But the advance production can only be handed over to the troops for consumption.

Turg is anxious about how to catch up with the other party, otherwise the other party will load the gun, and he will be unlucky. Suddenly a roaring explosion rose from the ground, and although I saw the other party throwing things on the ground before, the heavy cavalry couldn't stop running at all, and it was difficult to turn.

A five-pound charge is almost equivalent to a small explosive pack. Pieces of cavalry were blown up directly with men and horses. There was no protection under the horse's belly, monoliths and steel slag swept everything, and the horse's legs were broken. The entire army was completely in disarray.