In order to deal with Li Zhi's musketeers, Huang Taiji armed his horse armor soldiers with heavy armor, and the armor of these heavy cavalry was very heavy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

These heavily armored cavalrymen wore a layer of cotton armor, which was a kind of dark armor, and the inside of the cotton jacket was fastened with copper rivets, and defensive materials such as leather were added. In this way, the cotton armor became a composite armor, with cotton and leather to cushion the impact of the projectile, and metal to resist the sword and sword.

The weight of this kind of cotton armor is generally about 30-40 pounds, which is properly regarded as heavy armor.

On the outside of the cotton armor, the Manchu heavy armor soldiers were still wearing a layer of fish scale armor on top of the dozens of catties of cotton armor. Before Li Zhi crossed over, he had seen this kind of Tatar fish scale armor in the museum, which was made of four millimeters thick iron and weighed more than 20 catties.

The thick iron armor of the fish scale armor can be bulletproof, and the cotton armor not only has iron pieces of bulletproof, but also has a cushioning effect on the thick dense cotton layer, so that the cavalry who was shot more than 100 meters away will not be shocked off the horse by the bullet. Together, the two pieces of armor are fifty or sixty pounds, and they have a very high bulletproof effect.

Although the conical bullet of the Mini rifle has considerable armor-piercing ability, it is made of lead after all, and the armor-piercing ability cannot be compared with the steel-core bullets of later generations. Therefore, the bullets of Li Zhi's rifle could kill and injure the Tartar heavy cavalry only within one hundred and twenty meters.

In order to protect the war horse, Huang Taiji also wrapped a layer of vest on the front of the war horse. The thickness and defensive ability of this horse armor were comparable to the two layers of heavy armor of the cavalry, so that Li Zhi's rifle could not directly kill and injure the war horse.

But with this heavy armor, the heavy cavalry of the Tartars could not run as high as the light cavalry. Even the overall flexibility of the cavalry was significantly reduced. The Tartars rushed from 400 meters to 120 meters, and Li Zhi's sharpshooters fired at least five or six shots.

But even with such layers of armor, the defense is limited. Once at a distance of one hundred and twenty meters, ordinary rifles can break armor and kill heavily armored cavalry, and the war becomes a massacre. This is not a massacre of dozens, hundreds, this is a massacre of thousands of people in a matter of seconds.

At this time, Li Zhi's first row of ordinary riflemen fired a volley, and the first few rows of the Tatar cavalry were completely wiped out at once. The ground was littered with wounded soldiers. Because of the closeness, the vests of some war horses were also pierced by bullets, and the wounded war horses ran in panic in front of the formation. Some of the horses that had been shot in the head fell directly to the ground, neighing and groaning.

These obstacles on the ground caused a great deal of trouble for the cavalry behind. The war horse vigorously jumps over the corpses in the first row, and then steps on the corpses in the second row. Some horses simply trampled over the wounded and wounded, but the instability of stepping on the flesh would cause some horses to stumble.

Because of this layer of obstacles, the speed of the Tartar cavalry charging into battle suddenly stagnated, and suddenly decreased a lot.

However, as soon as the Tartars had crossed this barrier, the first row of riflemen had already crouched, and the second row of riflemen aimed at the charging Tartar cavalry and began to shoot.

Then the second row crouched, and the third row fired.

The dense rain of bullets swept the battlefield again and again like a storm, killing all the brave Tatar soldiers in the front row under their horses. Tartar carcasses filled the battlefield like pigs and sheep in a slaughterhouse, making the path of the cavalry behind them even more potholed.

The blood that burst out of the corpse gathered into a stream that flowed in the lowlands of the battlefield. The war horse had no way to go, so it could only step on the corpses of the soldiers and horses in front of them. As soon as the heavy horse's hooves stepped on the corpse, blood burst out of the wound and shot several feet high.

Such a war is completely slaughter and charge, and there is no need for cavalry to have any personal martial arts. The only test was the courage and determination of the cavalry, and what kind of casualties the 60,000 cavalry could bear, and they were willing to leave tens of thousands of corpses in front of the battle.

Dolgon looked at the carnage in the distance, and his face turned snow-white, which can be said to be miserable.

These charging warriors are all sons and nephews who followed Nurhachi's uprising, and it can be said that they are all the pillars of the Qing Dynasty. However, on this bloody battlefield, every few breaths, thousands of cavalry fell in front of the battle.

Li Zhi's infantry simply loaded and fired, and with every press of the trigger, almost a precious Qing warrior fell in a pool of blood. Life has never been so cheap.

This is a completely asymmetrical war.

Dolgon's eyes turned blood-red. He gritted his teeth and stared at the front of the cavalry, hoping that the cavalry of the Great Qing Dynasty could withstand the casualties and rush to the front of Li Zhi's formation and break Li Zhi's rifle formation.

A tooth swinger beside Dolgon, "Strong", couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Rush up... Rush up! Rush up! ”

At the forefront of the Qing cavalry array, the owner of the Red Banner "Prince Li" Dai Shan Lao Ji was ambushed, and the swinging teeth next to him held the red dragon flag, encouraging the warriors of the Qing Dynasty to continue to charge.

The cavalry of the Tatar Qing had no other way out than to rush forward. Surrender Li Zhi did not accept, and the fleeing would be rebelled and attacked by the surrendering tribes. They looked at Prince Li's blood-red banner, as if a prisoner who had been sentenced to death rushed to the execution ground, and one by one they rode their horses to the slaughterhouse in front of them with red eyes.

Rush up and die. Rush again, die again.

Xue Sanku, the acting commander of the Election Division, couldn't help but feel a little weak when he saw the decisive charge of the Tartars. He turned his head to Li Zhi and said, "Grandpa Guo, could it be that the Tartars can really rush up?" ”

Li Zhi frowned and did not speak.

I don't know how many thousands, or even tens of thousands of cavalry were killed in the battle, but the Tartars actually rushed through the one hundred and twenty meters covered with corpses, and finally rushed to the twenty meters in front of Li Zhi's formation.

However, they were greeted not by a fragile three-tiered line of infantry, but by a twenty-meter-wide iron thistle.

A cavalryman did not pay attention to the thistles on the ground and rode into the area. The war horse was immediately stabbed by the sharp thistle terrestris on the ground. The cavalryman was thrown to the ground, and in an instant he was stabbed into the body by seven or eight thistles, and lost his life.

Seeing these thistles, the cavalry of the Tatar Qing Dynasty fell into an ice cave one by one.

How much time will it take to clean up these thistles, and how will they be strafed by the riflemen in front?

While the cavalry was wandering, the horn of the tooth swing beside Prince Li sounded the horn to continue advancing.

The tartar had been shaken by the thistle, and his morale was bulging again.

Onward, keep going!

Amid the crackling of gunfire, the cavalry in the front row jumped off their horses one by one and began to clean up the thistles with their rifles close at hand.

This is an extremely bloody job.

More than a dozen meters away, a continuous array of rifles fired at the Tartars who jumped off their horses one by one. The Tartar in front finally pulled up a string of thistles, and was shot by a rifle and ended on the battlefield. The man behind continued to go up, continued to collect the thistle, and then was knocked down by a single shot.

Dai Shan stood behind the soldiers on the third and fourth floors and the guards on the third and fourth floors, looking anxiously at the soldiers who were cleaning up the thistles.

Dai Shan was afraid that the morale of the entire cavalry formation would collapse before the thistle was cleared.

But Dai Shan thought too much, and he couldn't see the result of this matter at all.

Because several layers of soldiers went down to clean up the thistles, there were only six or seven layers of soldiers in front of Dai Shan. Although there are a lot of gaps between these soldiers, after all, there are many layers, and the overlap can block the gaps and help Daishan block the sniping of the sharpshooter.

However, Dai Shan was not familiar with firearms, and he did not understand that at a distance of tens of meters, the solid shells of the cannon could be accurately aimed and the meat shield in front of him was smashed into pulp. Zhong Feng immediately commanded ten cannons to aim at Dai Shan, and bombed Dai Shan's position with solid bullets.

When the solid shells are loaded, the shotguns of the other cannons are also loaded. In the continuous sound of huge cannons, countless iron projectiles flew around the battlefield, and the Tatar soldiers on the front of the cannon were beaten into a sieve.

Ten solid bullets were aimed at Prince Li's Dai Shan and rushed over, and the cannonballs smashed the Tatar soldiers in front of Dai Shan like meteors, and finally smashed on Dai Shan's body fiercely.

Dai Shan was hit in the abdomen by a solid bullet, and in an instant, his body was broken into two pieces by the shell.

Even the flag-waving tooth horn beside Dai Shan was killed by the shell. The blood-red dragon banner fell to the ground in one fell swoop.

After the deafening sound of cannonball, the charging Tartars looked in horror at the fallen dragon flag. They understood that Prince Daishan, the officiant of the Zhenghong Banner, had died in battle.

60,000 cavalry rushed here, and I don't know how many soldiers died.

Dolgon's mouth opened wide in shock when he saw the banner of Daizen fall. The last prince on the battlefield was also killed. Dorgon feared that the warriors who charged would not be able to withstand such a blow, and that an army of tens of thousands would collapse.

No matter how terrible the drum broke through the 10,000-strong mallet, there was no such massacre as terrible. No brave soldier can withstand such a massacre.

Dai Shan's death was like the final hammer, which broke the morale of the Tartars.

With a bang, no one from the Tartars rushed forward and collapsed.