The Franc cannon is a kind of artillery that is more distinctive in the Ming Dynasty, and under normal circumstances, it is a cannon body equipped with four sub-guns.

The sub-gun is pre-loaded with ammunition, and when fired, it only needs to be placed into the gun body and fixed with an iron bolt, just like a rifle is loaded with bullets.

This idea can be said to be very advanced, the Ming Dynasty also made a kind of fire gun equipped with five sub-guns, but like the Franc machine, it should be a relationship of insufficient air tightness, and lack of power.

Although the rate of fire of this kind of artillery and firearm equipped with sub-guns was fast, it was not developed in the end because of the defects in power and range.

If the casting process could have reached a certain level of precision at that time, and there were precision lathes and other instruments to process the metal, it might have been a real weapon.

At this time, the Franco's machine gun, after a while, fired four cannons in a row, the rate of fire was close to the bow and arrow, and under the bombardment of dozens of shells, the Qing cavalry was hit and planted from time to time.

The Qing horses continued to gallop in a cloud of neighing and splashing dirt, and the artillery could not stop their charge.

The Eight Banners are not ignorant of firearms, in fact, the proportion of firearms in the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty is very high, and it is not inferior to the Ming Army.

They know that artillery is just terrifying to fight, but in fact, whether a fist-sized cannonball can hit someone or not depends on luck, and it does not have much lethality.

Shen Zhixiang lay on the back of the horse and shouted angrily, "Don't stop, rush up, the thieves will be scooped!" ”

The cavalry of the Qing army ignored the casualties, rushed at the horse, and the thieves were so three-planked axes, as long as they killed them, they would be defeated immediately.

After the Ming army's four-round artillery was fired, the Qing cavalry only looked a little confused, and continued to rush to a hundred and fifty paces away.

At this time, the gunners retreated, and the spearmen in front of the Wei army became a little nervous as if they were facing a great enemy.

The spearmen who were squatting on the ground, through the smoke of gunpowder, saw the cavalry approaching, felt the impact of the earth shaking the mountains, and couldn't help sweating on their foreheads.

Many of the soldiers began to be afraid, but even if they were afraid, they did not dare to move.

This is not all because of strict military discipline, but because they know that the firearms team behind them is about to start shooting.

In the face of the onslaught of the cavalry, the Wei soldiers did not place their firearms in front of the array, but behind the gun array.

When the firearms are against the infantry, the infantry is slow, and the firearms team can first take turns in front of the formation and then calmly retreat, but when facing the cavalry, it is easy to form confusion.

Gao Yihuan thought of taking the structure of one side like a hollow phalanx, placing the pikemen in front of the formation, the musketeers lining up behind the formation, and the pikemen squatting in front, so that they would not block the rays of the musketeers, and the projectiles would fly over their heads and shoot at the cavalry that collided with the formation.

In this way, the firecracker is always under the protection of the spearman.

With a pikeman in front of the cavalry, the gunners were able to generate a continuous fire output until the cavalry broke through the gun formation and entered the firearms team.

It's just that in this way, the spearman is the same as the stepmother's raiser, and he is a little sad.

This kind of practice obviously tests the psychological quality of the spearmen in the front row, after all, who can not be afraid of the direct flight of the projectile "whooshing" above the head?

If one of the birds shakes his hand and lowers his mouth a little, then he should not be killed by his own people.

In order to train the psychological quality of the soldiers, when the firearms team usually shoots, there will be one or two rows of soldiers sitting under the guns, and it is precisely because of the usual training that the spearmen do not move at all.

Of course, this is also a tall and handsome lack of morality, the soldiers are together, and they are killed by their own people's firearms, and there is no pension, in this case, it is better to sit on the ground, clench the spear in your hand, and fight with the Tartars.

"One hundred and fifty steps, check the arquebus, and lift the gun!" The military academy commanding the firecracker, seeing that the Qing army had rushed to the front, immediately shouted the order.

The power of the fire gun is limited, and now it is a cold day, the Qing army is wearing bloated armor, and many war horses are also wearing this layer of armor to prevent cold, defend against arrows, and guns, and within less than fifty steps, it is difficult for the fire gun to break the armor.

In platoon shooting, the first row of guns is often the most powerful, and it is also the easiest to frustrate the morale of the enemy, and the power of the round of fire is not as good as the first round of salvo due to the interference of various factors, so the first round of salvo fire must be cherished.

Nearly a thousand firecrackers checked whether the firerope on the firerope clamp was burning, and then raised the firecracker in unison, and the Qing cavalry had already rushed to within a hundred paces with the momentum of overwhelming the mountains and seas.

This made the military academy commanding the firearms look a little nervous, and his eyes were staring at the positioning arrow fifty steps away.

The firecrackers in the first row, seeing the Qing cavalry coming like a tide, felt the shaking of the earth, and many people trembled a little.

The spearman who was sitting in front of the first row of gunners saw the fire gun stretched out above his head shaking constantly, and suddenly his face was scolded, "Pinch the bird, shake your mother!" ”

At this time, at the moment when the first Qing cavalry and the horse's head jumped over the positioning arrow, the commander finally waved his hand angrily and roared loudly, "Release!" ”

"Da Da ~" The suona player in the firearms team immediately blew out two high-pitched long notes, and the step drummer began to rhythmically beat the war drum hanging on his chest.

The firearms team of nearly 1,000 people carried out orderly rounds of fire, and naturally the command and communication could not be carried out by roaring or conveying by the command flag.

Gao Yihuan combined the command methods of the Ming army and shoehorned some of his ideas, so that the Wei army's firearms team formed a set of command system that was combined with sound such as foot drums and suona.

At the moment of the sound of the suona, the first row of firecrackers pulled the trigger in unison, the burning fire rope fell, the lid of the primer pot opened, and suddenly the sound of "bang, bang, bang" sounded, and the fire guns raised clouds of white smoke, filling the front.

The spearmen who were squatting in front of them only felt the strong wind blowing above their heads, and their backs were cold, and their necks shrunk.

Countless projectiles flew overhead, not to mention how exciting it felt, none of the spearmen dared to move, and they stared at the rushing cavalry with iron faces, and continued to fall.

Shen Zhixiang rushed and fell behind, he knew that fifty steps in front of the formation was the most dangerous distance, but after this distance, it was time for the Eight Banners Master to stretch out his hand.

At this time, a dense rain of bullets poured head-on, shooting at close range, the projectiles were enough to break the armor, and the Qing cavalry instantly began to be carried down one after another, and the war horses stumbled one after another, throwing out the soldiers above.

Shen Zhixiang couldn't help but let go of the horse, but his mouth urged: "Charge, let go of the arrow and shoot back."

In the gallop of the war horse, no one could hear his voice, but the experienced Eight Banners had already stretched out their bows and built them in the gallop, and when they approached, they were about to release a rain of arrows.

"Put!" The Wei army was in the hands of the guns, the first row was finished, and the second row stepped forward and shot another round of guns, and the dense projectiles were like a wall.

The cavalry of the Qing army within thirty paces fell from their horses one after another, as if beating dates.

The ownerless war horse continued to rush forward, crashed into the rejection horse, and was immediately pierced, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Wang Guangtai looked at the battlefield and saw that the cavalry was about to collide, and he couldn't help but let out a roar, "Raise your gun." ”

The spearmen who were squatting in front of the formation, looking at the sight of ten thousand hooves trampling the earth in front of them, were like an earthquake, and many soldiers saw this terrible sight, and their palms were sweating, and the hands holding the guns were shaking.

"Raise your gun! Raise your gun! The sergeants shouted one after another, the drums of war in the army beat rapidly, and the pikemen woke up suddenly, and one by one they pestled the tail of their guns to the ground, and the heads of their guns stabbed forward diagonally.

The spear of the forest stabbed obliquely, and the head of the spear was shining with cold light, like a steel forest, ready to meet the impact of the Qing cavalry, but before the Qing cavalry arrived, the sky suddenly darkened, and a rain of black arrows fell~

(End of chapter)