Chapter 266: Firearms Siege
For Tartar musketeers armed with old-fashioned arquebuses, the effective range of the muskets was only seventy or eighty paces at most.
However, the Haw Par musketeers outside the city stood a hundred and fifty paces away and opened fire on themselves......
At such a distance, can the buckshot shot by the Haw Par musketeers hit the city walls...
So, when Zhou Yuhong's 5,000 musketeers opened fire, all the Tartar musketeers had a visceral look of contempt on their faces, and they leaned out of the battlements, ready to see the jokes of the Haw Par musketeers.
To the disappointment of these people, their every move on the city wall not only did not achieve the purpose of watching the joke, but paid the price of their own lives.
The roaring steel storm did not stop outside the city walls, but flew directly towards the city walls with a sharp whistling sound.
"Sneer... Bang bang bang..."
Accompanied by various sounds on the battlefield, dense lead bullets, some hit the city walls and battlements, and punched holes the size of bowls on the surface of the city walls. And some lead bullets shot directly down the battlements on the city wall and shot out the bodies of the Tartar musketeers standing at the battlements.
The burnt buckshot pierced through the armor of the musketeers with great ease, and into their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, more than three hundred Tartar musketeers fell on the walls that stretched for a mile.
Listening to the constant screams around him, the Tartar musketeers on the front line of the city wall were shocked, and everyone made the same action of crouching to avoid the lead bullets fired at them by the tiger and leopard army.
At this time, the five thousand musketeers gathered outside the city were like a huge chariot that was constantly shooting buckshot forward. Step by step, he slowly pressed towards Zuoyun City.
Approached all the way to the end of the range of the Tartar musketeers. before stopping.
But. Dozens of demomen, dressed in metal armor and carrying bags of explosives, did not stop.
Quickly detached from the musketeers, bent on their waists, and quickly touched the city walls while the Tartar musketeers had not yet counterattacked.
Dozens of soldiers of the Haw Par Army suddenly appeared on the battlefield of Nuoda, although I don't know what the Haw Par Army wants to do with these dozens of people. But there is a Tartar who holds the walls very well.
No matter what the purpose of these dozens of Haw Par Army is. I can't let these people get near the walls.
As a result, the Tartar musketeers, hiding behind the battlements, had to lean out of the battlements again to the roars of their respective generals, and pull the trigger on the dozens of tigers and leopards who were getting closer and closer to the city walls with muskets in their hands.
After a string of bean-like gunshots rang out, hundreds of lead bullets flew towards the dozens of demomen at the same time with a whistling sound.
After several months of training, the accuracy of the Tartar musketeers, although it was passable, but. Because of the shortcomings of its musket, the whistling lead bullets had just flown to a distance of seventy or eighty paces. It's not very powerful anymore.
Plus dozens of Demomen wore a thick layer of iron armor.
Except for a few Demomen who were directly hit in the face and fell on the offensive road, letting out a scream. The remaining Demomen continued to charge towards the walls as if they had not been attacked.
The Tartar Musketeers are finally no longer shrunken turtles, which could be a disaster for the Demoman. However, for the thousands of Haw Par Army musketeers who provided fire cover, it was definitely good news that couldn't have been better.
Because, when the Tartar musketeers are dispatched, it means that the muskets in their hands can work again and kill the Tartars...
Therefore, hundreds of Tartar musketeers had just shot the lead bullets in the chambers, and the first row of tiger and leopard musketeers a hundred steps away from the city wall also fired lead bullets at the city wall that was already covered in white smoke for the first time....
Due to the large amount of white smoke produced by the burning of black powder, the Haw Par Musketeers were not able to take direct aim. However, they can compensate for the lack of precision by taking advantage of the numerical superiority.
More than a thousand buckshot flew with a whistling sound towards the city wall, which was less than a mile long, and on average, one lead bullet could be divided for every foot.
And among these thousand lead bullets, even if only one of the ten lead bullets hit the target, it would be more than a hundred Tartar musketeers who were instantly hit by lead bullets and lost their combat effectiveness.
So, after hundreds of Tartar musketeers shot the lead bullets in the chambers, they did not have time to retreat. More than 1,000 buckshots fired by the Haw Par Army have already whizzed.
Then, a series of heart-rending screams began to sound along the city walls.
The more than 300 Tartar musketeers who had just poked out half of their bodies from the battlements to counterattack, at least half of the musketeers, before they understood why, fell in a pool of blood, their lives uncertain...
Faced with the well-trained and quick reaction of the Haw Par Army musketeers, the Tartar musketeers once again had shocked expressions on their faces.
Of course, a hint of fear slowly appeared on the faces of some of the Tartar musketeers.
Because, the colleagues who fell in a pool of blood directly told them with a miserable scream that as long as they poked out of the battlements, they might be the next to be shot and turned into corpses.
You know, the 5,000 musketeers trained by Dorgon are not real Tartars. Because the Manchu young men with white flags were all drawn into the cavalry, in order to ensure the size of 5,000 men, Dolgon had to draw people from among the Han slaves under the white flag.
In addition, these musketeers do not need to fight the enemy at close range on the battlefield, they only need to shoot and reload in a step-by-step manner, and they do not need much fighting courage.
Therefore, among the 5,000 musketeers, 3,000 were directly Han slaves in the mouth of the Tartars.
Even the remaining two thousand real Tartars were old and weak who were eliminated by the Houjin cavalry.
How is it possible for such an army not to have fear and panic in the face of death?
Facing the lead bullets that kept flying overhead with a whistling sound, I listened to the screams that kept sounding around me. The remaining musketeers on the city walls seemed to have been negotiated, and at the same time stopped their hesitant steps, and no longer leaned towards the battlements to 'send them to death'.
Ordinary musketeers were afraid, but not the generals of the army who had been drawn from the cavalry with the white flag.
When they saw through the fading white smoke in front of them, they saw that dozens of tigers and leopards in iron armor were not blocked by themselves, and still rushed towards the city wall.
Directly pull out the snow bright saber hanging from your waist.
With a murderous face, he slashed at the Han musketeers in front of him who were scared.
When the Han musketeers in front of them collapsed in a pool of blood with a face full of fear, the Tartar officer directly raised the saber that was still stained with blood debt on the blade, and shouted: "Shoot at the enemy outside the city immediately... If you hesitate again, he will be your end..."
"Second Platoon Musketeers, quickly step forward and shoot..." (To be continued......)