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In the early morning, mist rose from the grassland. The other side of the river could no longer be seen clearly.

At this time, two thousand Mongolian soldiers, with their waists crouched, holding shields made of cowhide covered with wheels in one hand, and waist knives in the other, sneaked in silently.

Ilgen and Alabayan, with dozens of guard cavalry, stood in the distance and watched the dismounted soldiers quickly surround them from three sides.

"Today we can catch that cunning fox and see if he has three heads and six arms." Irgen said coldly.

"As long as our people can rush up the mountain, their more than one hundred soldiers, even if they are all sharp archers, will only have one way to be destroyed," Alabayan said.

Now that they have figured out the truth and falsehood, they are no longer afraid, and everything will end today.

Wang Hao used the sight on his crossbow in the trench and clearly saw that the enemy had reached the river.

In the mist, hunched figures were looming, and the ghosts walked forward in a snake-like shape.

Wang Hao laughed. These Mongolians actually knew how to use snake-like maneuvers to avoid shooting. He picked up the whistle, put it to his lips and blew it.

"Beep!" A sharp whistle sounded.

All the infantrymen woke up, grabbed their guns, and quickly arranged their formation. They set up their rifles in the trenches.

In the highest bunker, An Sanxi and Huang San observed carefully with binoculars. There were enemies approaching on foot from three sides.

Those who were close had already reached the river, and they were all herdsmen armed with shields in one hand, swords in the other, or spears in the other.

"Go down the order, no one is allowed to fire, and you can only fire when the trumpet sounds." Huang San ordered.

It took so much effort to lure all these people here. If the shot had been fired earlier, they would have been defeated and frightened, and they would all run away.

There is no place for our infantry to find them.

An Sanxi and Huang San discussed it and decided to take the risk and put the enemy fifteen meters away, and then give them a hard blow by suddenly opening fire.

In this way, even if the enemy is defeated, it will take them a long time to escape the range.

You can fight for a few more rounds. In the words of the master, eliminate as much of their vitality as possible.

This battle is crucial. If they annex the Baiyin tribe, they will completely gain a foothold on the grassland.

After the castle is built and the water transportation route is fixed, we can implement the master's strategy of heading west and eat up the tribes on Lin Dan Khan's left wing.

Then turn around and deal with Jiannu. By then Shanxi, Shaanxi, and Gansu will be completely safe.

The left wing was looted by Lin Dan Khan last year and is seriously weakened. This is a good opportunity to annex them.

The right wing and the establishment of slaves are both very powerful, so let’s put them aside for now.

Ilgen and Alabayan looked nervously at the mountain opposite.

By this time, the sun had risen. The fog had dispersed and everything was clearly visible.

When the whistle sounded, although they didn't know what the sound was, it didn't stop them from understanding that the enemy had discovered them and was calling the police.

"Speed ​​up and rush forward, you idiots." Alabayan cursed.

After the whistle sounded, the other side started shooting arrows. Judging from the density, there were still about fifty archers.

Alabayan and Irgen nodded, the enemy situation has not changed, they are still the same people. Let them be destroyed today.

The crossbow is very accurate. At a distance of more than 100 meters, as long as it is aimed by the cross sight, it is almost one arrow at a time.

Bahra was a centurion, and he had only been in the water for a while, but five people had already been shot to death from his front, back, and left.

He was so frightened that this small tribe actually had so many tiger-powered bows and sharpshooters.

While he carefully looked at the barbed wire fence in the river, he had to be careful about his steps to prevent slipping on the moss-covered pebbles.

Once you slip, you may get tangled in those barbed wires.

The arrows from the opposite side were very tricky, shooting in from different angles. People often fell into the river with a plop.

Finally, after paying the price of more than 200 people, the remaining 1,700 people crowded across the river.

"Come on! Kill all these untouchables!" the captains and centurions shouted crazily, as if they had been given blood.

After crossing the river, everyone's morale suddenly became high. They all rushed up to the top of the mountain, shouting wildly and wildly.

Now it's their turn to be proud and proud. When these losers fight against the wind, they are like chicken blood. When there are many people bullying others and few people, everyone is brave.

At this time, the arrows stopped, and Captain Batu shouted loudly: "They have scared away. Go ahead and kill them all. Don't let them escape."

The cavalry team and the tribal shooters did run away. They were going to the back mountains to find horses. After defeating the enemy, they wanted to chase them on horseback.

Fifty meters, forty meters, thirty meters, the mountain opposite is still quiet.

Irgen and Alabayan looked at each other and smiled. It was done and they rushed forward.

Twenty meters, fifteen meters. Suddenly a burst of bugles rose from the ground. The loud sound seemed to break through the sky.

In the trench in front, two hundred and fifty musketeers suddenly stood up and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A burst of fire and smoke filled the air. At such a close distance, it was like lining up to be shot face to face.

Almost all of the 250 rifles hit their targets. More than 200 people were killed and injured in an instant and fell to the ground.

The Mongolians were stunned and before they could react, the people behind suddenly found that the front was empty.

They were actually very afraid of firearms. Xu Da used infantrymen armed with sharp guns to drive their ancestors back to the grasslands to herd sheep.

While they were still dumbfounded, the first row quickly retreated, took out a new silk fixed bullet, stuffed it into the muzzle of the gun, then pulled out the purge bar under the barrel and inserted it into the chamber.

At this time, the second platoon had moved forward to the shooting position, and then another burst of fire flashed and smoke filled the air. Another 250 lead bullets were fired.

After Yang Fan used silk fixed-loading ammunition, the rate of fire increased to four rounds per minute. If he used paper-wrapped ammunition, he still needed to bite open the paper bag with his teeth.

Pour the gunpowder into the barrel and add the remaining paper-wrapped lead bullets to seal the gap.

Then press it firmly, not too loose. If it is too loose, the muzzle of the gun will be downward, and the lead bullet will roll out and the gunpowder will scatter. It will be impossible to shoot.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It should not be too tight. If it is too tight, there will be few gaps in the gunpowder, insufficient oxygen, and incomplete combustion, resulting in a large amount of gunpowder being ejected before it is completely burned, resulting in a large amount of black smoke that affects the field of vision, and also

Shorten the range. Waste military spending.

Just this fighting technique can drive new recruits crazy.

So Yang Fan directly invented a fixed-loading bullet wrapped in silk with a suitable tightness. He mainly used a purge to push it into the barrel. The sparks triggered by the flint could directly ignite the silk and gunpowder.

Greatly simplifies steps and saves time.

Yang Fan's fixed-loading bullets are all conical and elongated, and structurally they have a steel core coated with lead.

This design is mainly due to the strong armor-breaking ability of the steel core.

The reason why the outside is coated with lead is that the lead is relatively soft. If you make a small hole in the back, the lead will automatically deform under the pressure of the gunpowder and stick to the barrel of the gun to prevent air leakage, thereby increasing the range.

In this way, the effective range of the musket is increased from 80-100 meters for ordinary bullets to about 150 meters. In the trench, it can easily reach a distance of about 70 meters beyond the other side of the river.

The trench is fifty meters to the river, the river is thirty meters wide, and the other side of the river is within the effective range of seventy meters outward.

This kind of bullet is called a mini bullet.

It was originally invented in the rifled gun era. But Yang Fan equipped it in advance in the smoothbore gun era.

Mini bullets, the diameter of the cone-shaped bullet is slightly smaller than the diameter of the gun bore, so loading is very convenient.

Yang Fan uses a sharp steel core and pours lead on the outside to form a conical bullet with a concave bottom. It is more complex than the historical Minie bullet.

After adding the steel core, the armor-piercing ability is greatly improved. This is to prepare for a rainy day against Jiannu's three-layer armor.

There is a conical hollow at the bottom of this kind of bullet, and a wooden plug blocks the bottom of the hole. When fired, the gas presses the plug into the hollow, forcing the bottom of the bullet to expand and close to the barrel of the gun.

By sealing the gap between the warhead and the barrel of the gun so that gas cannot escape, the Mini bullet solves the problem of difficulty in loading the front-loading gun and the short range of the smoothbore gun.

Yang Fan's improvements made the rifle surpass other weapons and became the decisive weapon on the battlefield at this time.

However, there are some unsolvable problems with the Mini bullet. It can only be made of very soft alloys such as lead, so that the warhead can easily expand.

The warhead is soft and will deform immediately after hitting the target. The stopping effect is very good, but the penetration power is too weak.

This is also Yang Fan's intention to add a steel core to improve the armor-piercing ability.

After hitting the armor target, the lead deforms and the steel core does not deform. Eventually, the lead bullet may remain on the surface of the armor, and the steel core will separate from the lead coating, penetrating the armor and killing the human body.

Similarly, in order to rapidly expand the warhead to lock the gun bore, the propellant can only use fast-burning gunpowder, and the development trend of propellant is slow burning, so that the warhead can be evenly accelerated in the gun bore for a long time to increase the muzzle velocity.

These shortcomings determine that these designs of Yang Fan are temporary. In order to cope with the battlefield environment at this time, rifled guns and breech-loading guns will still have to be gradually developed in the future.

These Mongolian soldiers didn't wear armor at all, they just wore leather robes.

Only captains of ten have leather armor, and centurions only have chain mail. Only captains of thousands have the Ming Dynasty's kind of armor. Some are fish scale armor, and some are mountainweed armor. Generally, they are captured from the Ming Dynasty.

The second round of volleys completely frightened the stunned herdsmen. There was no need to aim at this distance, one shot would kill one. As long as the fire was fired normally, there would be almost no miss.

After two rounds of firing, the front of the position was filled with smoke. There was no way, the current propellant was not smokeless powder, and after a few rounds it would be invisible in front.

But this is a mountain, and the mountain wind quickly blows away the smoke.

Batu is Irgen's nephew, and his father was the previous Taiji. After his father's death, the position of Taiji was taken away by his cunning uncle. In order to appease the dissatisfied people in the tribe, he was given the title of captain of a thousand.

At this moment, the first row of gunshots rang out, and he knew something was wrong. He was not one of those ignorant herdsmen, he knew firearms. He jumped to the ground in a flash.

Then he watched as the people in front of him fell to the ground like grass blown down by the strong wind on the grassland.

His scalp felt numb as he watched. In the thin line between life and death, he instantly realized that these people were not Mongolians. The Mongols had so many firearms and were so proficient in using them.

He fell into the trap. This was a trap, a trap aimed at the Baiyin tribe. But his reason told him that he must not move at this moment, otherwise he would be killed immediately.

Sure enough, in less than two breaths, the sound of footsteps changing formations came from above. Then, he saw another dense row of musket barrels sticking out.

He had played with fire guns, and he recognized that the long barrel must be a bird gun. This thing was very accurate and could shoot birds, and its effective range exceeded that of a bow and arrow.

After another hail of bullets hit him, he didn't hear the sound of new footsteps changing formations, so he knew it was reloading.

There is no need to hesitate, you must rush over immediately and fight them hand to hand, otherwise if you continue shooting like this, there won't be enough people to fill the gap.

Two rounds of volleys killed and wounded at least 400 people. Now only more than 1,300 people can charge.

Batu jumped up and shouted: "They are reloading, charge forward, and fight them hand-to-hand, quick!"

All the Mongolian soldiers were suddenly enlightened and understood the current situation. The captain was right and they must rush forward quickly.

"Hula! Hula!" the Mongols roared and rushed forward desperately.

An Sanxi sneered. He knew the war pattern on the grassland very well. Just the three-axe.

"Fire!" he ordered coldly.

Suddenly, the three-pounder guns on the five gun positions below the command post spurted out flames. Because they were loaded with shotgun shells, each gun sprayed a thousand small steel balls at the Mongolian soldiers swarming below.

In an instant, a fan of 40 degrees wide and 300 meters long was fired. Five cannons, with a firing range of 200 degrees, basically seamlessly sealed the Mongolian siege front on three sides.

These shells are also made of silk. The steel balls used for the shotshells are rusty bicycle balls that a fool picked out from the scraps.

Iron filings and rust are more likely to get infected when they enter the body. The medical conditions of this era cannot remove them at all. They can only continue to be inflamed and then die from severe infection.

After a series of gunfire, the battlefield was suddenly filled with flesh and blood again.


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