According to the book friends, the cavalry in the woods could not charge the battle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Mi Brew changed the previous chapter and changed the Qing cavalry charge formation to the infantry charge formation! Thank you for your understanding!

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The flint ignited the black powder on the fire door, and the nitrocellulose at the bottom of the chamber was ignited by the black powder, and it exploded violently in the chamber. Because the nitrocellulose does not contain enough nitrogen, it does not burn out all at once, but gradually explodes in a short moment, and the gas produced by the combustion continues to push the bullet forward, making the bullet faster and faster, flying out of the chamber.

Flames erupted from the muzzle, and the pungent smell of saltpeter was still strong. But this time, the nitrocellulose burned very cleanly, there was no black smoke coming out of the black powder, and the view was good.

Although the soldiers of the Tiger Division were nervous, they still shot steadily in their hands. Fifty meters was too close, and the Tartar's body was a big target in the crosshairs, and it was impossible to aim inaccurately. The conical bullet seemed to have eyes, and it screamed at these bloodied hugs.

The bullet entered the Tartar's body, breaking through the fragile cotton armor, the chain mail. At a distance of fifty meters, even three layers of heavy armor can be easily torn apart by Minnie bullets. Bloodthirsty bullets rampaged through the Tartar's body, turning those organs into a pool of blood. Under the pressure inside the body, blood spurted out of the wound violently, like a bloody arrow.

The Tartars screamed and fell forward or backward, falling on the soft ground covered with fallen leaves. The moment he fell to the ground, the flesh under the wound was affected by the impact force, and the blood column was sprayed outward again.

In a single shot, the soldiers of the Tiger Ben Division killed more than 500 Tartar infantry armor.

The shooters in the first row in front of the Tiger Division immediately crouched down after finishing their shots, giving up the firing position to the shooters in the second row.

The shooter in the second platoon took a slight aim at the close enemy and opened fire.

The sound of gunshots like popping beans rang out in the mountains and forests, and the flames from the muzzles of the guns formed a line of fire. The pungent smell of saltpeter in the air is even stronger.

As if by name, the Tartar who was being targeted immediately let out a terrible scream, and fell heavily to the ground, twitching and rolling on the ground.

The distance is closer, and the scenes on the battlefield are bloodier. Li Zhi saw a Tartar wearing three layers of heavy armor and a bullet in the head. The bullet shattered the Tartar officer's helmet and pierced the skull underneath. Blood burst out of the skull as if it had exploded, shooting a nearby Tartar soldier in the face.

A Niu Lu Zhangjing, who was wearing a horned helmet, was shot in the waist by a bullet. The bullet stabbed diagonally through the side of his stomach, pulling out a large wound. Red intestines burst out of the wound along with blood, and the intestines dragged on the ground for more than a meter. This Niu Lu Zhangjing glanced at his intestines, and fell to the ground with a pale face.

After the second volley, another five or six hundred Tartars fell in pools of blood. The blood gushing out gave off a strong smell of blood, which diffused in the air, mixing with the smell of saltpeter, which was disgusting.

There were many foliage of cedar and cypress trees in the woods, and the Tatars' projectiles at fifty meters would be stopped by the leaves above, and they had to rush to within thirty or forty meters to shoot directly to hit the Tiger Master. After sacrificing more than a thousand Bubu armor, the Tartar rushed to a distance of thirty or forty meters from the Tiger Division. They drew their bows and began to shoot arrows at the Tiger Division's soldiers.

The Mongol or Jianzhou Tartar took a slight aim forward, and then released the thumb that was gripping the bowstring, allowing the arrow to slide down the thumb. The energy stored in the bent bow tire was released at once, driving the arrow to accelerate forward. The arrow flew out of the bow tire, writhed in the air for a while, and then stabilized under the effect of the arrow feathers, and flew towards the Han people in front of them with a scream.

More than 700 arrows were like a storm, and they shot fiercely at the soldiers of the Tiger Division who were lined up in four columns.

However, these arrows basically did not hurt the soldiers of the Tiger Division. The GIs were wearing full-body steel armor, and except for their faces, all other positions were protected by steel armor. The bow and arrow can only pierce a few millimeters into the steel armor, and then it loses the ability to continue to pierce the armor.

Many of the Tiger Division soldiers had Tartar bows and arrows stuck in their steel armor at once, but they were not injured. The soldiers easily drew these bows and arrows and threw them aside.

Only a handful of thirty or so soldiers were unlucky, were shot in the face with bows and arrows, and fell down screaming. The doctors and nurses of the medical team ran up and carried the wounded down as quickly as they could.

Li Zhi saw that the full-body armor he produced did block the Tartar's bow and arrows, and his face was happy. These more than sixty steam engines worked day in on to produce armor, and their efforts were not in vain.

I just don't know if these steel armors can protect the soldiers' bodies in the face of swords and slashes when they are in frontal hand-to-hand combat.

Tartar didn't expect that the armor of the tiger master was so fine, and the foot bow could not be shot through, and his morale was discouraged. In the past, Li Zhi's soldiers had no armor, but now they are all equipped with full-body armor, and this full-body armor is so sophisticated.

Ao Bai hid behind on horseback, carefully observing the battle situation in front of him. He didn't expect that the Tiger Master would have such a fine armor, if it was the previous Tiger Master, this rain of arrows could kill and injure hundreds of people! If the Tiger Division did not have armor, the Qing army could shoot the Tiger Division with bows and arrows.

Ao Bai scolded fiercely.

"Languetu! Damn Nikan! ”

Seeing that the Tartars at the front were demoralized, Ao Bai roared loudly and beat a cowhide drum. The rumbling drums came from behind to the front of the formation, restoring some fighting spirit to the Tartars who charged into battle.

The rate of fire of the infantry bow was better than that of the rifle, and the Qing army in front of them raised the infantry bow again as they rushed forward. Another rain of arrows fell on the front of Li Zhi's Circular Array. This time, the Tartars shot arrows specifically at the face of the Tiger Division's soldiers, and more than seventy soldiers were shot in the face and fell.

A series of terrible screams came from the position of the Tiger Division, and the wounded soldiers fell to the ground, feeling the arrows but not daring to pull them out.

Li Zhi saw the continuous casualties of the soldiers in front of him, and his heart was angry. He waved his hand and shouted, "Artillery shotfire!" ”

The artillerymen were waiting for this moment. Thirty meters from the Tartar cavalry, forty large and small guns on the front, opened fire.

Shotguns burst out of the barrels of forty cannons like a devastating hurricane.

Six thousand shotgun projectiles rushed towards the Qing army a few feet away, and when they encountered flesh and blood, they pierced through two holes. The distance was so close that many of the Tartars that rushed forward were beaten into hornet's nests, and blood burst out from various wounds like an explosion.

In front of the Tiger Division's formation, there was minced meat and blood everywhere. The severed hands and feet of the Qing army searched for their stumps on the ground, screaming and groaning one after another, turning them into a living hell.