Woohoo Woo!

A crisp burst of gunfire rang out, and a full 220 firing rifles were fired at the same time, and after careful pre-battle inspection, the first actual combat shot of the rifled gun fired by the fire cap actually hit a 100% fire rate!

The hollow Minne warhead at the bottom was driven by gunpowder gases to deform and expand in the barrel, tightly biting the four rifles and starting to rotate at high speed, accelerating in the barrel up to a meter long, and finally suddenly unloaded with a gunshot.

In a matter of moments, the conical bullet slammed head-on into the tall cavalry of the target, and the gorgeous iron-scaled armor of the Mughal rider could not withstand the cheapest lead bullets, and the bullet, which had become irregular from the impact of gunpowder, pierced the armor and clothing, burrowed into the human body, wrangled muscles, bones, and internal organs along the way, and then spurted ...... with the warm blood from the severed veins.

After a round and a half of volleys, the Mughal heavy cavalry who rushed in front instantly fell in a row!

The rifled gun using the Migne bullet could accurately hit the target at a distance of 500 meters, but because he did not trust this data, Xu Shizhen still put the enemy closer to 150 meters.

The shortening of the distance made this unprecedented precision rifle exert great power and amazing accuracy, 220 rounds of ammunition killed and injured more than 80 cavalrymen in one fell swoop, Batu's men were killed and wounded in an instant, not to mention the casualties of Batu's men and women in an instant, and the suddenly fallen men and horses in front of them also became a natural obstacle, and many of the Mughuls who were caught off guard behind were tripped by the corpses of their comrades, and the entire Mughal cavalry array was shouting and neighing, and the chaos was incomparable.

The original fierce charge of the Mughal cavalry was stalled, and it took more than ten seconds for the subsequent Mughal cavalry to start charging again.

This performance was already quite good, after all, the losses they suffered in an instant were enough for an ordinary feudal army to collapse.

But the bravery of the Muguls was not out of this era, and their opponents were completely different.

In more than ten seconds, the young soldier who had completed the shooting turned to the rear team, and a row of hideous muzzles appeared above the breastwork.

Shout!

Another whistle sounded, and the guns on the Qi army's position were like dragons, and the bullets whistled and pounced on the approaching enemy, and as the distance approached, this time the Muguls were knocked down by more than a hundred people at one time.

Batu was lucky enough to survive two rounds of gunfire, but a bullet flew off his helmet and cut a deep groove in his forehead.

The wound was not deep, but the blood covered half of his face, and Batu's eyes were red, and his blood was surging, and he was still shouting and ordering his cavalry to charge.

Today, all his men are the strongest warriors under the accounts of all Zamuhe and all the Mughal households, but after two rounds of blows, the casualties are close to 200 but he has not even touched the corners of the enemy's clothes, if he gives up the battle now and goes back, then he will not do anything but lose his troops.

Needless to say, after going back like this, Zamuhe and the captains will definitely scrape him.

Moreover, in the unfortunate terrain of the canyon now, the cavalry in a state of charge would not be able to turn around and retreat immediately - that would leave their back to the enemy for half a minute, enough for the army to shoot at least two rounds.

Xu Shizhen made a big mistake - he put the Mughurs too close, shooting at a distance of one hundred and fifty meters, as long as the Mughurs withstood two rounds of blows, they would definitely be able to enter the white-knuckle combat distance.

Of course, being able to enter the white-knuckle battle does not mean that they can achieve any results.

The Mughal rider howled and stood up from his stirrups, took his hands off the reins, and controlled the horse with only his legs, and in this way threw light arrows at the Qi army with his bow directly from the high-speed charging horse.

However, at such a speed, the tactics of mounted archery were of no practical significance except to frighten people, and the arrows thrown by the Mugultures were so light and scattered so large that the young soldiers did not bother to care about them.

The Mughal cavalry approached the front of the trench, and a row of anxious cavalry could not stop and fell directly into the ditch, and the battlefield suddenly resounded with a tooth-aching sound of broken bones.

The trench of the Qi army was like a gluttonous mouth, which instantly swallowed nearly a hundred riders and their mounts, and a few Mughuls urged their horses to step on the corpses of their comrades and cross the trench, but they were still blocked by the breastwork, and the clever horses neighed and forcibly turned their heads to avoid the breastwork and the row of shiny bayonets on it.

Shout!

Woohoo!

The soldiers of the first and second platoons finished reloading, listening to the whistle and firing a volley at the mournful Mughal cavalry at near zero distance.

The fifth platoon, which was in reserve, stepped forward to deliver the final blow to the Mugul, who were on the verge of collapse but had failed to achieve any results.

At this point, more than half of the Muguls were killed and wounded, and Batu himself was hit in the neck in the re-fire of the reserves, and the large-caliber bullet cut off the tibia and flesh and blood vessels, and a hideous face flew into the air and fell heavily to the ground.

Xu Shizhen put away his whistle and ordered loudly: "The whole army counterattacks!" ”

There was no need to continue shooting, the Mughal had completely collapsed, and after three and a half volleys, they had already suffered more than half of the casualties on the way to the charge, and no feudal army could bear such casualties in the field without collapsing.

The remaining Muguls were desperately trying to turn their horses' heads around and get out of the battlefield by the way they came.

Sadly, however, the narrow road they came on was now covered with the corpses of men and horses, and these new obstacles were the most dangerous traps for the anxious riders.

The young soldiers of the Qi army shouted in unison, tearing down the weakest breastwork in front of the previously left passage for the attack, and then shouted and pounced on the Mughal cavalry with bayonets.

The villagers of Jin Province followed closely - in the present situation of no danger, even the most cowardly people can inspire incomparable courage, not to mention that the villagers who can follow here are not lacking in courage, they just have never tasted the sweetness of victory, so that they lack self-confidence.

Today is the best opportunity, the previously invincible Mughal cavalry was beaten like wild dogs by those half-grown children from the Qi country, and some people were constantly pierced from their horses by clusters of bayonets, and some simply dismounted, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The villagers wielded all kinds of cold weapons, and followed the young soldiers to excitedly chase the Mughal riders, and they chased them all the way out of the valley until they stopped at the starting camp of the Mughutans.

A skirmish that lasted only three quarters of an hour came to an end, and at the cost of three young soldiers and eleven wounded, five village soldiers were killed and nineteen were wounded, the Qi army successively killed 519 people under the commander Batu of the Mengwu Thousand Commanders, and captured 220 people, and less than 100 Mengwu people were really able to break away from the battlefield.

Not a single wounded among the captives, because the young soldiers were very serious about mending the stabbing of every Mughal who fell to the ground, and no one had the slightest mercy for the wounded who were begging for them—despite their young age, in fact all of them had seen a real human hell with their own eyes, so they could not be expected to show mercy to the enemy.