The killing of the shotgun made the front end of the Qing army slightly confused. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many of the more than 60,000 Qing troops who rushed into battle were infantry soldiers and horse armor soldiers wearing heavy armor, and they wore one or even two layers of heavy armor. However, the armor that the Qing army was proud of was defenseless in the face of shotguns, which was not a small blow to the morale of the Qing army.

But the shotgun shot from 300 meters away was limited in lethality after all, killing only a few hundred people. The officers of the Qing army whipped the stagnant soldiers for a while, and then the ranks returned to normal.

The Qing army had to cross four trenches from the wooden bridge with rough workmanship and limited load, and a horse could easily exceed 1,000 catties, and it was obvious that the wooden bridge could not hold up when riding a horse. Therefore, the Qing army was all rushing on foot, but it would not cause great confusion because the horses were frightened.

In fact, the Qing army also had artillery, and Dolgon brought more than fifty red-coated cannons this time. However, the number of artillery pieces of the Qing army was far less than that of Li Zhi's, and they could not take advantage of the bombardment. Moreover, these artillery pieces are the absolute treasures of the Qing army, and it took many years to accumulate these family foundations, and the siege of the city and the fortress all rely on these cannons. If it was fired at Li Zhi's artillery, it wouldn't be long before the Qing army's artillery would be knocked out by Li Zhi's artillery, and Dolgon was reluctant.

More than 60,000 Qing troops accelerated their march and rushed towards the Ming army's fortress a few hundred meters away.

Walking to the first trench, Li Zhi's cannon opened fire again.

More than 10,000 iron projectiles flew towards the Qing army, overwhelming the sky. The whirring sound of those shotguns breaking through the air as they flew, and the breaking sound of more than 10,000 projectiles converged into a roaring noise. It only took a blink of an eye for the projectile to pierce into the Qing army's large array, piercing into the flesh and blood beneath those armors.

The armor was immediately torn open, and the projectile hit any part of the Qing soldier's body, piercing through two holes. After the projectile pierces a body, it will continue to pierce the back, killing the second Qing soldier in the back row. In the face of the power of steel and gunpowder, the human body is as fragile as a piece of paper.

This time the shotgun shot was closer, the hit rate of the shotgun went up, and nearly a thousand soldiers in the front row fell screaming. Screams and moans emanated from the wounded in front of the battle, and began to erode the morale of the Qing army. Blood, stumps and scraps of meat were everywhere, and at a glance it was all blood-red, and the front of the Qing army seemed to be a pig killing factory.

The Qing army was attacked again, and some could not react. How did the artillery of the Ming army fight so fast? Isn't it a long time to once? At such a rate of fire, wouldn't it be possible to fight a round before the Qing army rushed to the formation?

The soldiers in the front row seemed to see the scene of the Ming army's artillery firing another round and killing themselves, and their faces turned pale.

However, there was no way back in this battle, and there were thousands of swingers in the Qing army, and they would definitely die if they fled back. In the roaring tens of thousands of troops, the adrenal glands of the human body secrete exciting hormones that make known death less terrible. The Qing soldiers in the front row gritted their teeth and rushed up, as if they had forgotten their personal life and death. They brandished their swords and walked up to the wooden bridge over the first trench and crossed the first trench.

The number of Qing troops was too large, and the front of Li Zhi's fortress was only more than 700 meters, and the more than 60,000 Qing troops could not be deployed at all. The Qing army could not rush forward together, and the soldiers and horses were divided into two routes. The first route consisted of 20,000 people in the front row, led by five Jialazhangjing, who rushed forward to the battle. The first route consisted of more than 40,000 people in the back row, waiting at the edge of the trench, ready to support the 20,000 men in front.

But Dolgon believed that the 20,000 soldiers and horses in front could defeat Li Zhi's soldiers and horses without the help of more than 40,000 people in the back row. The trench has been covered with a wooden bridge, and the front is flat. Li Zhi's soldiers and horses only had 10,000 men, how could he be the opponent of 20,000 Manchurian warriors?

At the moment when the front row of the Qing army crossed the wooden bridge, the six hundred rifles in front of the Tiger Division opened fire on the front row of the Qing army.

At a distance of two hundred meters, six hundred rifles spat out six hundred rounds of bullets and attacked the Qing soldiers who were covered with the blood of the Han Chinese. As soon as the 600 bullets were fired, a large piece of wheat fell in front of the Qing army, like a wheat cut by a sickle. At this distance, the conical bullet could not penetrate two layers of armor, but it would be fatal to infantry soldiers, Mongol soldiers, and auxiliaries.

In a single salvo, at least more than 300 Tartars were killed and wounded.

The soldiers who were shot covered their wounds and screamed loudly. But soon the strength disappeared from them, and they collapsed in a pool of blood, gradually losing their sound.

The Qing army plucked up courage and continued to rush in front of the Ming army.

After walking more than a dozen steps, another rain of bullets poured down in front of the Qing army.

The blood flowers were like fireworks blooming during the Chinese New Year, blooming one after another on the Qing soldiers, splashing salty and hot blood several meters away and splashing on the bodies and faces of the other Tartars around them. The Tartars who were still alive in the front row were all covered in blood, as if they had come out of hell.

More than 300 Tartars were knocked to the ground.

The Tartars who had been shot rolled and twitched on the ground, but no one cared about them. The army of 60,000 people formed a collective momentum that stimulated the will to fight of the soldiers in front of the battle, ignoring the hundreds of individuals who died tragically.

The horse armor soldiers who were not killed by the bullet were the most demoralized, and they thought that the fire guns of the Tiger Ben Division could not do anything to them, and they screamed and charged.

The Tartars crossed the second ditch. There were only a hundred wooden bridges on the second trench, which did not cover the entire trench. Here, the Tartar procession was huddled together, and only part of it rushed up to the wooden bridge, while the people behind crowded at the end of the wooden bridge.

The lack of wooden bridges over the trenches slowed down the overall speed of the Tartar team by several percent.

A third rifle salvo hit.

The screams rang out again, and the soldiers in the front row fell one by one as if they had been named.

A soldier in a double armor rushed forward with heavy armor, but was hit in the head by a bullet. Half of his head was shattered by a bullet, and the blood and brain pulp bloomed into a bloody flower, splashing the face of a step armor next to him. The step armor touched his face in surprise, and only saw the blood red of one hand.

No sooner had the rifle fire stopped, and the Tartars took a dozen more steps forward, and the third round of artillery and the fourth round of rifle fire opened fire at the same time.

The rain of bullets that covered the sky was like a net, a huge net that would die at the touch of a button, dominating the entire battlefield in an instant. Shell projectiles and rifle bullets were fired into the crowd of Tartars, setting off a storm of blood. The projectile of the cannonball touches anything, whether it is the torso or thighs and arms of a human body, it immediately pierces. Ground flesh and blood burst out, everywhere, and the Tartar, who was lucky not to be hit in the battle, seemed to be bathed in a red rain of blood, drenched in blood. They didn't know if the flesh on their bodies was their own or someone else's, and they cried out in fear in the rain of blood, afraid that they would fall in the next second due to the sudden sharp pain.

This burst of artillery bombardment finally frightened the Qing army, and the Qing army in the front row slowed down their pace and did not dare to rush forward with their heads down. (To be continued.) )