The Mini rifle is a rifled gun that has a very long effective range. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although the info is a breech-loading method, it is not much different from the breech-rifled rifled guns of later generations in terms of range.

In the history of later generations, in 1849, when the first Mini rifle was installed in the French army, the French army found that this rifled gun could kill and injure the enemy at more than 900 meters and ensure accuracy at 550 meters.

The main thing that limits the range of the rifle is the line of sight, and after Li Zhi's rifle is equipped with a scope, it is not difficult for an excellent shooter to kill the enemy at 450 meters. However, killing at such a distance requires a high level of personal quality from the shooter. Not only do the shooters need to understand the characteristics of their guns, but they also need to have their hands shaky and their eyes not dazzled.

Therefore, considering the average level of sharpshooters, Li Zhi still set the firing distance at 400 meters.

Boss Wei violated the rules this time.

The platoon commander of the marksman regiment, the superior commander of Boss Wei, saw that Boss Wei was shooting without waiting for an order, and glared at Boss Wei with angry eyes. But he also saw that Boss Wei had eliminated a high-ranking officer. For a while, the platoon commander didn't know whether to punish Boss Wei or not, and froze there, his face flushed with anger.

Boss Wei didn't look at the platoon commander, and quickly loaded the rifle, ready to continue shooting with the other sharpshooters.

At the front of the Manchu queue, the charging Jurchen cavalry had blood-red eyes one by one.

Prince Azig of England was killed in battle.

Azig washed away the shame of losing 10,000 horsemen in his Tamuwei with death.

In this battle, the warriors of the Qing Dynasty had no way out. Ever since they had followed Nurhachi Salhu to raise their troops, these warriors who had followed the Aisin Jueluo family knew that they could only move forward. Now that Jinzhou is gone, and Shengjing is gone, Emperor Dolgon led the whole clan to flee to Alchuka in the far north, and there is no retreat from the back.

Even if he surrendered at this time, the devilish Ming Guogong Li Zhi would destroy the Jurchens. Rather than being a slave for life in humiliation, and not being able to reproduce children and grandchildren every day, it is better to fight and die here with a saber.

The hardcore bannermen of the Aixin Jueluo family are basically robbers. They are not good at production, and will only loot everywhere with tiger spears and bows. They don't know anything but rob.

But they are brave bandits.

They understood that once this battle was lost, these 60,000 bannermen who were the first to follow the Aixinjue Luo clan would be hunted down by Li Zhi, and they would be attacked by the Mongols and even other Jurchen tribes, and they would die with no place to bury.

This desperate charge is a fight for survival.

Azig's death did not deter the robbers who were fighting for their lives. Instead, they were even more resolute, brandishing their sabers and speeding forward.

Dolgon's Chinese army was on a high hill, and he held up the telescope "clairvoyant" he bought from the Jin merchants and saw the death of his brother Azig in battle.

Dorgon closed his eyes in grief, but he couldn't stop the tears that were rolling down.

His brother Duoduo died at the hands of Li Zhi, and now his brother Azig was also killed by Li Zhi's sharpshooters.

It took a long time for Dolgon to open his eyes and say in a loud voice, "Sound the trumpet, and encourage my warriors of the Qing Dynasty to rush faster." ”

Dozens of desolate conch trumpets were violently blown, and the deciding cavalry roared. Sixty thousand iron hooves were like sixty thousand speeding chariots, rushing towards the thin Tiger Army.

"Sharpshooter shoots!"

At a distance of four hundred meters, the officers of the sharpshooter regiment gave the order, and crackling gunfire rang out in front of the Tiger Army. Two and a half thousand sharpshooters aimed at the head of the Tartar and began to shoot.

In this charge, Dorgon had 3,000 armor-armored warriors rush ahead, followed by 5,000 heavily armored infantry soldiers. These Tartars are wearing two layers of heavy armor, and bullets cannot penetrate the armor through the torsos of these Tartars. But for sharpshooters with scopes, it was possible to shoot at the heads of these cavalrymen.

The helmet of the Tartar soldier had only one layer, which could not block the puncture of a conical bullet. Although the shooting rate is low, it may only be about 20% of the shots. But 2,500 rifles fired together can still cause a lot of damage.

One by one, the Tartar cavalry was shot in the head, and blood mist or arrows flew out of their heads.

The cavalry who had been shot and fell to the ground became an obstacle on the battlefield along with the out-of-control horses, slowing down the Tartar cavalry's charge.

Blood was sprayed in front of the battle, and the smell of blood on the battlefield became stronger and stronger.

Du Du, the king of Anping County, also rushed to the front of the team, his eyes were also blood-red. This is the last battle of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and if it is defeated, the Jianzhou Jurchen will be the end of the ethnic annihilation.

Li Zhi did not give the Jurchens a way to live, and the Manchu warriors could only put them to death and come back to life.

Du Du had forgotten his life and death, and rode his horse to rush among hundreds of horse armor soldiers.

"Rush! Rush up and kill Li Zhi! ”

His guards looked at Du Du, who was the first soldier, and knew that the prince was dying, so he couldn't help crying tears. While crying, they squeezed to Du Du's side, and shouted in a crying voice: "Lord Wang, Lord Wang, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, lean back a little!" ”

However, Du Du didn't look at these guards, but just shouted desperately: "For the sake of the Qing Dynasty!" For my Daqing! Come on! Rush up and kill Li Zhi! ”

The surrounding horse armor soldiers were stimulated by Du Du's roar and forgot about life and death, and shouted loudly in response to Du Du.

"Rush!"

"Kill Li Zhi!"

They rushed forward as they bypassed the corpses of the men and horses on the ground, trying to reach the front of the Tiger Army as fast as they could.

Suddenly, a bullet came diagonally downward, striking Dudu's gilded fish scale armor. Du Du's body shook violently, and he almost fell off his horse.

But at a distance of more than 300 meters, the conical bullet failed to break through Dudu's three layers of heavy armor. Du Du was only shocked and returned to normal.

Du Du laughed, raised his horsewhip and shouted: "Incompetent Southern Barbarian! Warriors rush forward! Let the Southern Barbarians know our strength..."

However, Du Du's gorgeous armor is too conspicuous, and I don't know how many marksmen are aiming at this Manchu king. Before Du Du could finish his sentence, a bullet came from the front and entered Du Du's forehead.

Du Du only felt that his eyes were dark, and a blood mist shot out from the front of his forehead, and he was immediately dead, and fell under the horse with a pop.

Dudu, the king of Anping County, was killed in battle.

In front of the sharpshooter with a scope, the Manchu nobles who took the lead were simply here to send them to death.

Zu Dashou excitedly put down the binoculars and shouted loudly: "Grandpa Guo, Du Du, the king of Tartar County, has been killed." ”

However, Zu Dashou's words Li Zhi couldn't hear them, and was covered by the sound of cannons. On the front of the Papering Formation, a hundred heavy guns spat out tongues of fire and emitted a deafening sound of shelling. At a distance of three hundred meters, more than 20,000 iron projectiles flew towards the two-layered Tartar cavalry.