The distance of one hundred and fifty zhang was almost the limit of the firearm, and in this regard, even the most refined firearms forged by the Mu family in Yunnan could hardly produce any damage at this distance.

The approximate effective range of the firecracker of the Nanjing Shojo Bureau is about 80 paces, that is, 40 zhang, within this range, the power of the firearm is maximized, it can easily break through the armor, and effectively attack.

Of course, if it reaches a distance of 80 to 100 zhang, the fire gun barely has some attack power, although it is not as powerful as the effective range, but once it is shot, it can always hit the target by mistake and cause some damage to the cavalry.

However, this is obviously unwise, because the cumbersome nature of the reloading of the fire gun often takes one turn of fire per minute, and the cavalry impact is extremely fast, and in this case, it is obviously extremely unwise to shoot out of the effective range.

But now, the team has done an incredible thing.

They began to shoot from a hundred and fifty zhang away, and it was obvious that this was much longer than the killing distance used by the Ming army.

One hundred and fifty zhang, almost even the figure of the other party is only blurred, such a distance is almost scattered.

However, the armor was broken!

Everyone exclaimed, even those who didn't know how to do it clearly knew how terrifying the power of these firebolts was.

Zhu Neng couldn't help but tense his nerves, and the whole person tensed up like a leopard, looking at the fire guns, staring at those fire guns. Divine weapons are indeed divine weapons. Zhu Neng is a person who knows the goods, and at the juncture of the upcoming southern expedition, he has always been sad and worried about the southern expedition, but now, he has realized something. Caught a trace of something.

This is such a terrible fire, one hundred and fifty zhang can actually exert its power, although it is not an effective range, although at this distance, the accuracy is far from enough, the round shot down, but it is only a few cavalry wounded, but such a distance can exert such an effect, and those knights in heavy armor can be knocked off the horse, it is already extremely remarkable. He kept thinking in his heart. If the Ming army's firearms can be used to this extent...... No, it is absolutely impossible, even a range of 100 zhang can't achieve such an effect, if the other party is just cloth, maybe such an aimless random shot can accidentally injure a few. But what about the armor-piercing effect? Fifty zhang ...... Sixty zhang ...... At the most...... At most, seventy zhang, if seventy zhang can be broken. It's extraordinary.

Zhu Neng was incredulous. He squinted, feeling something in his throat blocking his breathing, so that although he had thousands of cities in his chest, no matter how calm and calm he was, he became not very calm at this time.

In my ears, countless people whispered in low voices. Everyone was horrified. They all looked grim and their faces were pale.

This is not their surprise at Hao Fenglou, and they have any malicious intentions, although there are many people who have such thoughts. However, most people are looking at the situation and ask what such a firearm means.

The only one who is indifferent is Zhu Di, Zhu Di's eyes are half open and half closed, pretending to be calm.

In fact, in Zhu Di's heart, he has a bit of hatred for Hao Fenglou, iron is not steel, the fire gun is a good fire gun, there is no need to doubt this, he can drum up this kind of fire gun, Zhu Di naturally thinks a little high of Hao Fenglou. But the problem is that you are such a good firearm, instead of giving full play to the role of letting the opponent into your range and then giving a counterattack, you waste a round of shooting far away from the range, just to kill and wound a few cavalrymen, which is obviously a great waste, because by the time you load the gunpowder, the opponent has already killed the front.

Like Zhu Di, a battle-hardened jack-of-all-trades, seeing that Hao Fenglou has such a good magic weapon, but he made such a stupid tactic, he couldn't help but get angry in his eyes, this is a pig, I don't understand such a simple truth, it's really a death!

It's just that he is the son of heaven, so naturally he can't jump like thunder, he can only keep smiling, make a calm appearance, and raise his hands and feet, just like an old monk. It's just the torment in his heart, but he can't wait to drop the tea cup in his hand directly.

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After a round of firing, the cavalry apparently suffered a slight setback, and several men dismounted, causing the formation to be thrown into disarray, and the cavalry behind had to slow down and pass past those who had fallen from the front.

It was a slight pause that slowed down the momentum.

Fortunately, Zhu Quan was not in a hurry, although he suffered a small setback, he was relieved, he was already able to realize that the other party's firearm was indeed sharp, but Hao Fenglou was definitely a beginner, and shooting at this range was simply stupid.

There are also hundreds of zhang, as long as they rush over, they can be killed without leaving a piece of armor.

Zhu Quan yelled: "Kill! ”

The furious Duoyan Sanwei cavalry, instead of weakening, became more excited, like a tiger in the mountains, raising their long knives high, bursting out with a fierce roar, their eyes red one by one, and constantly pushing the horsepower to the limit.

More than forty cavalrymen were like a rolling river, getting closer and closer, and finally appeared clearly in front of the firecrackers.

At this time, everyone is looking ahead, everyone can see the opponent's clear facial features, and everything that was originally unreal has now become so real.

Hao Fenglou was calm, and after the first round of shooting, he began to gain confidence. Now, he stood still with the sword in his hand. The commander behind him kept beating the drums, only this time, the rhythm of the drums changed again.

The firecrackers in the rear team have already begun to load gunpowder and projectiles, to everyone's surprise, they are very familiar with loading gunpowder, everyone's palms fly, directly from the waist out of a small grease bag, yes, it is wrapped in oiled paper, like a wax pill, directly from the front end of the firecracker into the fire.

The onlookers were confused.

The mouth of the gun is so long, shouldn't the gunpowder be poured into it, why should it be wrapped in oiled paper and then filled in?

The oiled paper packets were almost the same size, and as soon as they were stuffed into the barrel of the firecracker, the firecrackers immediately pulled a tube from their waists.

The tube was several feet long, and the tip resembled a soft ball, and after the oiled paper bag and lead pellet wrapped in gunpowder were stuffed into it, the gunners directly stuffed the tube into the mouth of the gun, pushed it in, and pulled it out.

At this point, the entire fire gun was filled, and it only took more than 20 seconds.

The reloading action was completed in this short period of time, and it was shocking for a while.

The advantages and disadvantages of the firecrackle are very obvious, the advantage is that the power is greater than the bow and arrow, the disadvantage is that the loading is a little cumbersome, in the Ming army, the loading of the firecracker takes about two minutes, and Hao Fenglou let people practice, the training of these firecrackers, if the Ming army's firecracker is used, the loading time is only afraid that it will take one minute and twenty seconds.

Although the skilled musketeers greatly reduced the reload time, it was obviously not enough, and it was impossible to complete the second round of shooting in a minute and twenty seconds, and the cavalry was already scattered.

But now it's twenty seconds, a full three-quarters of a shortened.

The knowledgeable person let out another exclamation, this ...... How did it work.

However, only Hao Feng's floor was like autumn water, with a calm face, and he knew in his heart that in order to achieve this speed, in addition to practicing these firecrackers to death, the most important thing was the improvement of the loading technique.

For example, the oil-paper package greatly shortens the time for filling gunpowder, and the same amount of gunpowder is wrapped in oil-paper after being soaked in lard, which is very convenient to fill.

Of course, the oil-paper bag can only add a maximum of 20 seconds to the reload time, and if the oil-paper bag is used alone, the speed of reloading gunpowder is at least one minute, which is too long for a fleeting battlefield.

And the weapon that really greatly increased the loading speed was that long pipe - the iron bar.

In fact, the structure of the iron bar is very simple, in fact, it is a very simple piston tool, just used to stuff gunpowder from the mouth into the back seat, but its appearance is definitely a leap in the history of firearms.

In later generations, the general reloading speed on the European continent at that time was also about one minute, after that, the Prussians took the lead in using iron strips, the speed of loading gunpowder was increased by two to three times, and in the war quickly achieved a brilliant victory, since then, before the smoothbore gun was replaced by the rear loading gun, the iron strip has become one of the main accessories that the armies of various countries compete to equip.

And now, the iron bar has appeared here, and the reload speed completed in two minutes has been reduced to one-sixth.

After the front platoon of musketeers released their guns, the smoke was still filling, and the opposing cavalry was still screaming and sprinting forward, and the second team of musketeers who had already been prepared were ready to go, and with the signal of the drums, they quickly crossed the front team and raised their guns.

It took only more than 20 seconds before and after, and the iron rider on the opposite side only hit more than 30 zhang forward, and there was still a distance of 100 zhang.

"Shoot!" Hao Fenglou's face showed a bit of hideousness, and his eyes were deeply murderous.

Tu Poor Dagger saw that it was finally time to harvest, and after enduring this breath for so long, it was time to exhale and raise his eyebrows.

Since you are going to put me to death, then, let you know the Tao today, I will still stand here, and you, no matter whether you are a noble person, what kind of bullshit elite you are, you can only prostrate and moan!

"Bang ......"

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Chapter 3 is delivered. Something went wrong, the original impression was that one zhang was equal to three meters, and then a reader friend reminded me, checked the information only to know that the road is two meters, sweat, what a big mistake, but the previous chapter has been sent, I'm afraid it will affect everyone's follow-up reading, it's wrong, everyone has the right to be two meters. (To be continued......)