The effective range of the Chongzhen 4329 is about 600 meters.

At this time, Yili was about less than 600 meters, which means that these Zheng soldiers who were desperately trying to dodge the bombs thought that they had escaped the shells of the Ming army, but in fact they fell into another worse situation.

Muskets of the Ming army.

"Bang!"

The Zheng soldiers, who were the first to enter the firing range, were designed by the Ming army.

In full view of a large crowd of people, the soldiers who were running in the front row were knocked down in a large area.

If you hit the vital point, you will be killed on the spot, and if you hit other parts, you will continue to run forward as much as possible. Because as long as you fall to the ground, even if you can't die, you will be trampled to death by the people behind you!

"Their muskets can shoot a mile...", Pan Wuluo muttered as he stared at the Ming army in the distance with some distraction.

The charging Zheng soldiers did not stop because of the long range of the Ming army, but rushed forward even more frantically.

Because everyone knew that it took a long time for musketeers to reload, just enough time to allow them to run a little longer distance.

But they were wrong again.

Although the power of Chongzhen 4329 is not as powerful as the Migne rifle, he has an advantage that the Migne rifle does not have.

The rate of fire is fast.

It can reach up to about 10 rounds per minute.

But it takes a soldier who is very familiar with firearms to do so.

Most soldiers have a rate of fire of six to nine rounds per minute.

This speed, when put into the current war, is completely enough to deal with any war scenario.

In view of the high rate of fire of the Chongzhen 4329, the traditional three-stage firing mode is no longer used.

The soldiers in the first row all lay on the ground after the shot, followed by the second row, which crouched in place after the shot. After that, there is the third row. Due to the different firing heights, the three platoons of soldiers did not interfere with each other and did not need to move their positions. It is only necessary to follow the orders of the superiors and repeat the process of reloading and firing.

And the Zheng army on the opposite side was miserable, thinking that they had run out of the bombing circle of shells, but who knew that they had caught up with the musket array of the Ming army.

Muskets are muskets, it's not like I've never seen them.

Just kill some people and rush over, it's nothing more than a three-stage blow or something, the faster the speed, the fewer people will die. Just run!

But something is wrong with you.

Standing and lying and squatting again, is there so much action for a shot?

And most importantly, don't you need to reload? Don't you need a charge?

Don't you need to load the arquebus?

Well, you're using advanced flint-fired muskets, so you don't need to load the arquebus, but you can load the ammunition, right?

Yes?

How could it be so fast.

It took only one shot to finish, and another shot after two or three breaths. After one shot, two or three breaths later another shot.

But if there is still room in a row of soldiers to run a few steps forward, the problem is that there are three rows of such soldiers! Forming a semi-circular formation, they fell to the ground in rows like dogs.

Ming dogs! Grandma!

"The Ming invaded our homeland and slaughtered our people, brethren! There is always a time when their muskets stop, and we have to rush to them to survive! Come on! Kill the dog!"

At the critical moment, Ruan Fanggui shouted loudly.

His soldiers were at the front of the formation, with the Ming army's musket array in front and his own soldiers behind.

Retreat, it is impossible, the order at this time is to charge, a number of retreats, disrupt the formation of the army, everyone has to die.

So

There are thousands of roads, and the first one to move forward.

If you run slowly, your relatives will cry.

But some things are not destined to be done in a desperate way. The musketeers of the Ming army managed to find their rhythm after firing a few shots in a row.

Depending on the enemy's charge, sometimes three platoons fired together, sometimes two, sometimes one.

Plus a hundred mortars no

The intermittent bombardment directly covered the entire battlefield impermeable.

Ming Jun and Zheng Jun only saw this short distance of one mile, but at this time, it was like a moat! Zheng Jun only advanced more than a hundred steps in his desperate work.

"General Pan, we can't go on like this. The soldiers behind have begun to fight timidly and cower! If you rush down again, you can only send you to death! The soldiers will surely flee!"

Zheng Jiu ran up to Pan Wu, grabbed his arm and shouted loudly.

At this time, Zheng Jiu's face was full of fear.

I thought that kind of precision-eared artillery and explosives were already the most powerful equipment of the Ming army, but who knew that their muskets were even more powerful!

Their muskets only have a range of 100 paces, and they may not be accurate, but they can shoot a mile!

And in the thousands of military formations, is it really important?

"Where's Zheng Kai?"

Pan Wu asked in a low tone, seemingly calm, but from his red eyes, it could be seen that he was extremely uncalm at the moment.

"I'm here!" Zheng Kai learned that Pan Wu was looking for him, and he quickly came over.

"Didn't you say that you encountered their musket formations when you were on the north side and in the Qianguo? Doesn't it mean that you can break through to the front? What's going on now?"

"I fought their musketeers! But there are only 1,000 musketeers under the Duke of Qianguo, and there must be five or six thousand on the opposite side right now!? Besides, the formation is not the same, the Qianguo Gong team relies on the three-stage design method to shoot, because it has to be loaded, the interval between them is much longer than this, and the shooting is not as far as theirs, so it can rush to the front. Who knows what's going on with this force on the other side?" Zheng Kai also looked depressed and said irritably.

"In other words, your information is the same as Zheng Jiu's, is it all wrong?" Pan Wu's eyes widened.

Look at Zheng Jiu, and then look at Zheng Kai.

I'm afraid none of your surnames are Zheng who can make people worry!

"Old Pan! What are you talking about!? What do you mean that my information is wrong!? That's what I saw, and who knew it was like that now? If I had known it was like this, would I have said it would have been like that? Who knew that they were all the armies of the same country, but they were so poorly equipped?"

Pan Wu reprimanded Zheng Jiu, Zheng Jiu didn't dare to fight back, but Zheng Kai, as Zheng Jie's younger brother, is not a master who can be manipulated, even if he is facing the first person in charge of this battle.

"You!"

Pan Wu was speechless for a while, but thinking about it, what Zheng Kai said did make sense.

What kind of equipment people use, it's really not something they can control.

But he was aggrieved.

How can there be such a war?

From beginning to end, I didn't even touch people's hair.

If you don't go out of the mountain for a few years, the world is changing so fast?

"I said Lao Pan, let's not fight here. In my opinion, let's quickly order the troops to retreat now, do you see that it has only advanced less than 200 steps now, and the soldiers behind still dare to rush forward? You can't kill everyone here!?"

Perhaps Zheng Kai felt that what he said was a bit heavy, and gave Pan Wu a step.

Pan Wu looked at the battlefield again, gritted his teeth violently, and gave the order to retreat temporarily.

As soon as the war drums of the withdrawal were sounded, the rear team became the front team, and all the soldiers rushed back.

If it weren't for the strong suppression of the steel knife in the hands of the warlord, I'm afraid it would have been messed up a long time ago.

But just like that, the retreat also left behind pieces of corpses.