Chapter 114: Fengji Fort Outpost Battle 4

Chen Hu, born in a shantytown, used to raise horses in the mountains, worked as a veterinarian for a living, was good at horseback riding and archery, and was soon found to be a suitable cavalry candidate after entering Nanao Town. Because Arabian horses were very expensive and difficult to obtain, and the death rate by sea was high, even the Mamluk cavalry in Egypt could not afford to equip them. Their horses are all sourced in India and free-range in Syria. Only a few officers were able to equip Arabian horses.

Chen Hu still remembers the excitement when he first saw these long-legged and majestic war horses, he loves horses, likes to raise horses, and is good at treating horses, and he also has some foundation for equestrianism, coupled with the savagery and bloodiness of the shack people, he quickly stood out in training. A total of 130 horses were procured this time, and only 117 disembarked alive to Ma On Shan.

Li Jing selected 100 cavalry from 3,000 battalions and 1,200 auxiliaries, with two requirements: the first was to have a certain foundation in horsemanship, and the second was to have good marksmanship. Li Jing appointed a member of the military supervision committee, Li Hui. One hundred and one people in the whole army. Chen Hu was appointed as the sentry chief.

"All pay attention, ride the wall in formation, lined up" Chen Hu looked at the Jiannu cavalry of the entire Niulu on the opposite side, and gave a decisive order. One hundred and one fighters quickly formed a single row and a long column, all side by side, close together, to achieve the densest formation that could be done.

The formation of the riding wall is the actual situation that Li Jing has only trained for half a month for his cavalry post, and he can only guarantee that he can ride a horse, and there is no comparison with the people who grow on horseback. They are the brown bass flintlock pikemen who can ride horses. Only a dense formation can guarantee the density of firing fire. Smoothbore guns are not accurate, and the terrain, wind direction and unexpected situations on the actual battlefield will seriously affect the performance.

Li Jing's strategy was to take advantage of the speed, endurance, and carrying capacity of the tall Arabian horse against the small Jiannu Mongol horse, and always maintain a distance of 80 to 100 meters from the opponent. At this distance, Jiannu's bow and arrows were far inferior to the brown bass flintlock pistol in terms of accuracy and penetration. If you are forced to slash on horseback, when facing an opponent in a loose formation on a dense mounted wall, the enemy may have to face two or three opponents at the same time, and the possibility of being hacked to death is greatly increased. In terms of horsemanship and horse fighting, the cavalry post is not as good as the Jiannu, but in terms of discipline and uniformity, the Jiannu is not as good as the cavalry post. It's just the right thing to do.

The tactic given by Li Jing is "the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I advance." "Always keep a distance of 100 meters from your opponent. Do not give your opponent a chance to put a heavy arrow within 50 meters.

Jiannu on the opposite side was very surprised to see that the cavalry of the more than 100 Ming troops on the opposite side actually dared to come out to provoke, but when he saw these people riding horses, they were obviously rookies, and they were not as good as ten-year-old dolls in Jiannu at this level, and laughed again, very contemptuous. However, when they saw the sturdy long-legged war horse, which was obviously a head taller than their own horse, they showed a greedy gaze, they had never seen such a beautiful horse. How good it would be if you grabbed it, everyone was red-eyed. The love of good horses among nomads surpasses all wealth and women.

Li Hui touched Chen Hu with his arm and signaled to pay attention to the formation on the opposite side, the three hundred Jiannu cavalry on the opposite side were loose in formation, maintaining the same width as the cavalry post, but only fifty people in a row. Three hundred people lined up in six rows, but the front and back were wrong and there was no formation at all. One shot passes, and those who can't hit the first row will also hit the people in the next rows. It was a good opportunity to use platoon guns.

Chen Hu nodded, a hundred meters of these cavalry triple armor could not block the lead bullet. The muzzle velocity of a flintlock gun is approximately between 240 m/s and 310 m/s. The muzzle velocity of Jiannu's armor-piercing heavy arrow is only 45-70 meters per second. Li Dashuai said that the cavalry carbine type Apocalypse type one riding spear has a projectile of 30 grams and a muzzle velocity of 300 meters per second. The kinetic energy is about 1,300 joules. Within one hundred and fifty meters, no armor could stop it. However, the trajectory of the smoothbore rifle is more than 80 meters, and the smoothbore rifle is more than 70 meters, and the trajectory begins to be unstable, and it is no longer in a straight line, and the muzzle needs to be raised appropriately in order to hit the target. This piece of Chen Hu has confidence in his subordinates, and they were all selected because of their good marksmanship. The rate of fire can reach six rounds a minute, and the hit rate of a stationary target at a hundred meters is 95%, and it is not less than 50% at one hundred and fifty meters. However, this distance may not be able to penetrate the heavy cavalry of the triple armor.

The Jiannu cavalry's Niu Lu Ezhen Ba Mutai also looked at these rookies who were riding priceless horses, but their postures were crooked, wearing nondescript half-body armor, and they were not even equipped with spears. While he was guessing who these were, he saw an officer-like figure raise an arm, and the knights on the opposite side lowered their armor and raised their muskets in unison. Then the officer waved his hand, and the fire on the opposite side quickly flashed and filled the air. Then came the sound of gunshots like popping beans.

Bamutai felt as if he had been hit with a hammer in the chest, and his eyes went black, and he fell off his horse and fell heavily to the ground. Blood kept pouring out of his mouth, he coughed violently, and he heard the chaos around him, and the sound of plopping came out, and a large number of soldiers in the first two rows fell off their horses. It was as if a knife had cut off a layer of the entire military formation.

Chen Hu and Li Hui clearly saw that at least seventy people had fallen on the opposite side, and they looked at each other excitedly. The handsome man was really powerful, he had no last resort, and the opposite side was obviously stunned, taking advantage of the chaos, the long-term boring mechanical training played a role, and everyone mechanically continued to take out new paper-packed ammunition, bite it open and pour gunpowder, and put the paper skin and lead bullet into the chamber with a bullet rod (through the bar). Then numbly raised the gun.

Lin Dong lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at Chen Hu, he and Chen Hu were separated by two positions, just now because he was too nervous, he inserted the bullet lever into the chamber of the gun and shot it out together. Without the ram lever, you can't reload. Embarrassed, he watched his comrades continue to reload. Chen Hu glared at him, pulled out the ejector lever from his gun and handed it to him, and Lin Dong gratefully took it and continued to reload.

Although they fought well just now, Li Hui and Chen Hu could hear that someone had put two lead bullets into the chamber of the gun, and an unlucky guy was nervous and did not pour the gunpowder into the chamber but sprinkled it on the ground, so he took another one and simply put the two lead bullets into it. Other bastards slammed the butt of their rifles on their stirrups with a pusher in order to reload quickly. These bad habits are expressly forbidden, and overloading may blow up the chamber and pestle the butt on the ground, which may damage the trigger and reduce the service life.

"I'm settling accounts with you when the fight is over," Chen Hu scolded hatefully. If the gun is damaged, you have to look at the quartermaster's stinky face and be cheeky to apply for a new gun.

Soon about ten seconds, Chen Hu waved his hand for the second time, and there was another burst of firelight, and the smoke was filled, and some people in the front row on the opposite side reacted this time, and hurriedly leaned over on the horse's back, but the people behind him fell into bad luck. Sixty or seventy people fell. Then there was a quick response on the opposite side to shoot back, and a dozen heavy armor-piercing arrows were shot at the sparse ground, and seven or eight of them hit the upper body. At a distance of a hundred meters, heavy arrows bounced directly off the cuirass and visor.

Subsequently, a third round of musket fire was fired, and this time only more than forty people were shot down because of the sparse formation of Jiannu.

In less than a minute, two-thirds of the three hundred people fell, and the remaining 100 people scattered and fled with a bang.