Chapter 275: Natural Enemy? Hill fires?
Not only that, in order to reduce the casualties of the Qing army, Li Zhi equipped all the soldiers with helmets when he left Fanjiazhuang this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoLi Zhi has captured more than 20,000 helmets over the years, enough for each soldier.
The only way the Qing army could shoot the Ming army was to shoot the Ming army in the face fifty paces away. This is too demanding for archery.
A hundred steps through the poplar is just a legend. Shooting with a bow and arrow at fifty paces is a gust of wind, and the arrows fired will also deviate a lot from the target. Even if an archer practices all his life, he will not be able to accurately hit such a small target at such a distance.
A one-in-a-million basketball star has been practicing for more than ten years, and he can't accurately shoot from the midfield of the basketball court 14 meters away, let alone an ordinary soldier shooting arrows more than 70 meters away with a pull force of dozens of pounds?
But now apart from archery, the Tartars have no second way to harm the Ming army in the fortress. The 3,000 Qing soldiers gritted their teeth and stood between the trenches and the wooden thorns, bending their bows and shooting arrows at the tiger division under the canopy.
The bows and arrows thrown from the back row were all blocked by the canopy, and only more than a thousand direct bows and arrows in the front row could threaten the Tiger Division, but it was really difficult to shoot the face of the Ming army from more than 70 meters away. More than a thousand arrows were fired, and only a few dozen bows and arrows hit the target.
The auxiliaries and followers in the Tartars were not capable of threatening the Tiger Warriors fifty paces away, and the Tartars who stood in the front row to shoot arrows were all infantry soldiers and horse armor soldiers. These Qing archers could shoot an arrow in about five seconds, and the soldiers of the Tiger Division under the canopy also launched a volley in about five seconds.
Compared to the Tartar shooter's strength, the Tiger Warrior's shot is much more lethal. The soldiers of the Tiger Division shot the Tartar archers at more than 70 meters, as if shooting at a stationary target, and the hit rate was amazing. Six hundred rifles fired a volley of platoon after platoon, and a single volley killed nearly 500 Qing soldiers.
The Tartars fired three rounds of arrows at the Tiger Division, killing and wounding only two hundred Tiger Division's soldiers, but they were fired three times with rifles by the Tiger Division's soldiers. After three volleys, more than 1,000 armors and vests of the Tartars fell in front of the wooden thorn formation. These were the elite of the Qing army.
Blood continued to flow from the wounds caused by the bullets, making the saltpeter-smelling battlefield permeate a pungent smell of blood.
A Khalajangin rushed to the front to encourage the archers, only to be shot in the nose by a rifleman aimed at him. The spinning bullet shattered the officer's nose and burrowed into his skull to wreak havoc, killing him instantly. Like a lifeless stake, Jialazhangjing fell silently into the thorns.
The death of the senior officer caused chaos, and some of the archers, overwhelmed by the carnage-like battle, could not stand it anymore and broke back with a whoa-wow.
But the Bajala, who was in battle, did not let the archers retreat, and shot back the fleeing soldiers with their bows and arrows. The Tartars who were shot back had no fighting spirit in advance and retreat, and shot indiscriminately at the canopy of the Ming army with their eyes closed.
The casualties were too great, and the front of the Tartar was already like a chaotic Shura hell.
The corpse of the Tartar was spread in front of the formation more than 700 meters wide and died on the ground in various positions. The Tartars in the back row had to step on the corpses of the dead Tartars in front of them to shoot arrows in order to get closer to the Tiger Warriors. The badly wounded and half-dead tartars fell to the ground, ignored and even trampled on by the archers in the back row. The faint screams of the trampled were heard, but no one could hear them on the battlefield where the guns crackled incessantly.
Some of the corpses had stopped bleeding from their wounds, but when they were stepped on by the archers behind them, blood burst out of their wounds. There was blood everywhere on the ground, and the smell of blood was getting stronger and sicker.
The barely firing area that Li Zhi left for the Tartars at more than 70 meters was not so much a chance for the Tartars as a trap to lure the Tartars into expanding their casualties.
The exchange ratio of hundreds to tens is too cruel, not to mention that the dead are all soldiers who are good at shooting, and they are all warriors in the Qing army. The Qing army became more and more weak, and it was about to collapse.
At the last moment, Li Zhi's 140 cannons opened fire again.
The earthen fort where the artillery of the Tiger Division was located was also protected by layers of protection: the lower part of the cannon was protected by a mound of earth, and a canopy was built on top, leaving only a gap to accommodate the muzzle of the cannon, and the Tartar's bow and arrow could not be shot. The artillerymen calmly loaded the guns with shotguns under the canopy, then pushed the guns to the muzzles of the batteries and opened fire on the Tartars that were standing densely more than seventy meters away.
The cannon made a loud roar, and tongues of fire spat out from the muzzle. More than 10,000 projectiles roared and pounced on the Tartar who bent the bow and shot the arrow, tearing apart all the armor and blood-piercing Tartar's body they encountered, and then tearing open the second flesh and blood body and armor in the back, taking away all the lives that were blocking the front.
More than a thousand Tartar archers who were standing in front of the formation to shoot arrows were beaten into a sieve in an instant, and their flesh and blood flew sideways, and they fell without saying a word. Even if he was not hit in the torso, he was shot in the hands and legs, and the bones were immediately broken by the iron projectile. Even the entire hand and foot were broken, and they flew out as severed limbs.
The soldiers who were still standing were all covered in blood, and they didn't know if it was their own or someone else's.
The Qing army collapsed.
This is not war, this is a massacre.
First, more than a hundred archers on the west side of the front were routed, and there were the most heavily blown by the shotguns, and those who were routed were crushed by the shotguns, and fled to the rear without hesitation, desperately navigating through the gaps in the rear row of tartars. The flight of this hundred routed soldiers soon led the entire front, and the critical point of the collapse of the Tartars had already been broken by a salvo of shotguns, and as soon as the Tartars fled, they all fled together. More than 1,000 people in the front row had been killed by the shotguns, and the more than 1,000 Tartars holding bows and arrows in the back did not dare to shoot again, so they all turned into routs and fled to the rear of the formation.
The rout of these vest soldiers and infantry soldiers led to the auxiliary soldiers and followers behind, and the Tartars had already lost their hearts, and no one dared to stand up in front of the fierce fire of the Tiger Division. The front row collapsed, the back row collapsed, and more than 10,000 people fled back and forth.
The thousands of soldiers who were in battle could no longer deter the fleeing Tartars, and the stigma of being deserters could not stop these mentally broken soldiers, and they only had one thought left in their minds to survive. The swinging tooth of the escort waved his sword to stop the fleeing crowd, and the rout simply attacked the swinging tooth together. The dozens of tooth swingers in front were hacked to death by the rebels, and they died senselessly in the crowd.
The tooth swingers in the back row did not dare to stop these routs anymore, so they could only flee with the routs.
On the position of the Tiger Division, Li Zhi's soldiers were still shooting, and they were still pouring bullets at the fleeing Qing soldiers. For every few tens of meters of escape, the fleeing Qing soldiers had to leave behind hundreds of corpses. The fleeing Tartars kept falling in the back row, and the people in front were even more panicked, pushing and pulling, for fear of being squeezed into the back row by other Tartars to die. More than 10,000 Tartars are like goats that have encountered natural enemies, like elks that have encountered mountain fires, panicking, and wolves rushing to the pigs. They crowded and shoved on the wooden bridge, and people kept falling into the trenches. The Tartar in the trench cried out in terror and scurried desperately upward, trying to climb out of the trench two meters deep. (To be continued.) )