Chapter 61: Common Sense of Harm (Collect!) )

Compared with the old arquebus, the new arquebus can be produced on the production line, all parts can be used, the barrel is stronger, the charge is larger, and the firing range is longer. Another huge advantage is the use of fixed Minnie rounds, which are very fast to load.

The time it takes for an older arquebus to be reloaded once is spent on a new arquebus, which can be reloaded and fired at least twice.

So, when the first platoon of the first squad of the musket battalion was reloaded again, ready to shoot the fourth round of buckshot. The Tartar cavalry, who were struggling to advance in the repulsion formation, could only advance thirty paces.

In other words, when the Tartar cavalry rushed into the effective range of ordinary arquebuses, the new arquebuses produced by the Haw Par Army could shoot at least six rounds of lead bullets forward.

Not only that, but as the Tartar cavalry got closer to the earthen wall, the hit rate of a round of thirty buckshot bullets would also become higher and higher.

After the fourth round of gunfire, Wei Zheng alone saw six Tartars killed or wounded on the way to the charge.

Fifth round, sixth round....

The violent gunfire was like firecrackers, and it rang out one after another in the deafening sound of horses' hooves.

Tartar cavalry shuttling back and forth in the barbs of the rejecting horse, constantly pushing forward. Under the attack of ninety musketeers, almost every step forward cost at least one Tartar life.

By the time the Tartars had reached one hundred and ten paces, at least seventy Tartars had fallen in the way of the barbs of the horses.

At this moment, the Tartar attacking troops, which were completely shrouded in smoke and dust, still had no intention of retreating.

Although the guns of the Tiger and Leopard Army continued to convey the ears of the Tartar Niu Lu Zhangjing, the roar of the cavalry crashing to the ground also sounded in the middle of the attack formation one after another.

However, in the thick smoke and dust, Niu Lu Zhangjing did not know exactly the specific casualties of his troops.

Not only that, but as the troops continued to advance and get closer to the position of the musket battalion, he did not want to retreat halfway and end the attack.

Because, in his previous combat experience with the Ming army, the closer he was to the Ming army, the closer the Ming army in front of him was to collapse.

As long as he leads his subordinates to rush forward a few dozen steps, he can carry out cavalry shooting at the Ming army, and the Ming army in front of him will definitely collapse directly on the battlefield under the attack of his own arrow rain.

Therefore, in the face of more and more corpses of their comrades on the way to attack, the attacking Tatar cavalry not only did not show worry and fear, but showed a fanatical expression.

It's like a pack of wolves that have been plagued by hunger for days, staring at their red, hot eyes, and constantly attacking.

Common sense can help people, but it can also harm people.

For Wei Zheng at this moment, Tartar reflected in his mind, and a series of operational common sense specifically aimed at the Ming army, at least at this moment, gave him a lot of help.

Seeing that the Tartar attacking troops were still attacking themselves with no indomitable progress, and soon approached a hundred paces.

The corners of Wei Zheng's mouth quickly flashed with a sneer full of murderous intent, and he ordered loudly to Zhou Shuyuan beside him: "Military Division, immediately command ordinary musketeers to shoot at the Tartars in three stages, and shoot now." The first squad of the musket battalion, which continued to fire in platoons in three sections, was carried out in a three-stage ...... Today, we are shooting the enemy with arquebuses and turning on his back alone. ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......" The sound of arquebus firing quickly sounded on the front line of the earthen wall.

The number of lead bullets fired by the musket battalion in each round was directly increased from 30 to 80.

Denser buckshot flew towards the Tartars, and the Tartar cavalry charging at the front fell to the ground one after another, like dumplings. In the blink of an eye, at least ten Tartars lost their combat effectiveness in an instant.

Of course, this was only the first round of shooting in which the musket battalions went into battle together.

In the second round, after the third round of gunfire rang out, the Tartars attacked the formation directly in front of it, and were directly harvested by the dense lead bullets to create a huge gap. At least forty Tartars and the same number of horses fell dead or wounded on the attack.

The losses of the Tartars were great, but, having withstood three rounds of musket blows, they were getting closer and closer to the defensive line, and they already had the ability to return fire.

Nearly two hundred Tartars were very skillful in driving their horses on their legs.

Then, with a bow in his left hand, he drew a feathered arrow from the quiver with his right hand. Quickly bent his bow and arrows, and threw the first round of arrows into the line of the earthen wall, which had been completely covered in white smoke from the muskets.

The disadvantages of using black powder on the battlefield were completely demonstrated at this time.

Because the entire defense line was covered with white smoke from the burning of black powder, it was judged that the distance between the enemy and the enemy was completely by ear. Not a single person could penetrate the smoke and see every move of the Tartar cavalry dozens of paces away.

When more than a hundred arrow feathers pierced through the smoke and appeared in front of the musket battalion with great force, not a single one of the more than two hundred musketeers was ready to defend.

The only thing that made Wei Zheng feel fortunate was that the earthen wall in front of everyone blocked a lot of arrows for everyone. In addition, the Tartars could not aim because of the thick smoke, but only threw at everyone, and there were less than ten soldiers who were hit by the arrows.

"The Tartars' cavalry can reach so far, it seems that I still underestimate them...... : Wei Zheng thought to himself.

Then, he ordered Zhou Shuyuan beside him: "Military advisor, I originally planned to hold on a little longer and use arquebuses to kill dozens of more Tartars." Now it seems that the Tartars are not going to give us this chance......"

"All the soldiers of the musket battalion, put up their shields, and immediately retreat ......"

"Artillery brothers, shield cover, immediately fire on the Tartar cavalry......"

After a series of orders, the shield that had been leaning against the earthen wall was quickly raised by the musketeers and covered their heads. Then, under the orders of their respective commanders and platoon commanders, they began to retreat along the traffic trenches behind them.

The more than a dozen artillerymen who were left behind were not idle, and while raising their shields to defend against arrows, they quickly ignited the fire ropes of three of the Tiger Zun cannons that exposed their barrels.

The dazzling sparks spread quickly along the fire rope to the barrel of the gun, and as soon as they disappeared in front of the artillery, three violent explosions sounded one after another in the defensive line.

The muzzles of the three bowl-thick guns directly shot out a cloud of orange-red flames mixed with thick white smoke.

Driven by this flame, two hundred buckshot bullets quickly flew out of the muzzle. After forming a huge fan-shaped net, it flew towards the Tartar at high speed.