"What's going on, chief engineer? Why did it stop?" Mo Desi yelled angrily. The ship broke down at this critical moment. This was really unlucky.
"Report, the gearbox gear has broken down and is being repaired." Chen Deli's urgent voice came from the microphone.
"Did anyone get hurt?"
"No, just punch a big hole in the outer steel plate of the cabin, the size of a watermelon."
When the Mongols saw the ship stopped, they howled and surrounded it.
"Attention of all departments, lock all the doors and windows. The first flagman comes up to the bridge and brings a few boxes of grenades up." Mo Zui yelled and gave the order.
On this ship, the division of labor is very clear.
The captain is Chen Zhijian. The chief engineer is responsible for the machinery, and the gunnery chief is responsible for the six French cannons. The rigging chief is responsible for the mast, sail control, and the lookout at the top of the mast. The navigator is responsible for driving and navigation, hydrography, mapping, etc. 2
A dozen sailors have a clear division of labor.
Fu Laoliu and his six apprentices were in charge of the red cannon at the bow of the ship. Fu Laoliu was lying next to the cannon window and saw a group of Mongolians connecting wooden rafts from the nearest sandbar and heading straight towards the bow of the ship.
The edge extends over.
Fu Laoliu said with satisfaction: "It's them, these unlucky kids, they hit the muzzle by themselves. Hurry, load the No. 1 powder bag and a solid lead bullet."
The apprentices have long been proficient in loading ammunition. Every cannon must be test-fired before leaving the factory. They are so proficient in firing the cannon that they can do it with their eyes closed.
Although it was their first time to go into battle, they were not afraid under the protection of the armored ship.
The apprentices opened the ammunition box, took a silk fixed propellant bag and stuffed it into the muzzle, then placed the bullet holder and a spherical solid lead bullet.
The bullet holder is mainly made of cork. When the bullet holder is fired, it will expand when pushed by the gunpowder gas, which can seal the barrel to prevent air leakage and increase the range and muzzle velocity of the projectile.
"Well, okay, I've lined up myself, that's great." Fu Laoliu squinted one eye and said with a smile.
Looking at the Mongolians running over on the dozen or so wooden platoons in three columns, crowded together, I couldn't be more satisfied.
The gun mount slowly rotated, and the muzzle was aimed at these Mongolian soldiers.
"Light the fire!" Fu Laoliu shouted immediately when he saw that the time was almost up.
Qian Xiaoning skillfully pulled out the red-hot steel drill from the charcoal stove and inserted the tip into the fire door.
boom!
There was a deafening bang, the gunpowder was ignited, and the bullet butt and lead bullet rushed out of the muzzle.
He lowered the muzzle and fired flatly. A thirty-six-pound solid lead bullet screamed toward a group of Mongolian soldiers rushing over.
The spherical solid projectiles hit the soldiers rushing towards them in dense formation at a speed exceeding the speed of sound.
It directly beat the soldiers it encountered into a bloody mist. In the blink of an eye, the shells hit from beginning to end, and more than a dozen soldiers turned into pieces flying in the sky and disappeared. The soldiers who were not directly hit also fell into the water.
It took a few seconds for some of the stumps to fall into the water.
The cannonball grazed the wooden raft, and the wooden raft immediately fell into pieces, turning into sharp wood chips and wood chips flying in all directions, again injuring Luo Shui and some nearby soldiers.
However, the spherical solid bullet bounced up, drew an arc, and landed in the crowd of Mongolian soldiers on the shore, creating a bloody alley again, and then jumped up again.
Fu Laoliu opened his eyes wide and murmured, "One, two, three, four, five, six. It bounced six times in total. The back is invisible."
Cannonballs kept jumping up and down among the Mongolian crowd.
If it touches the legs, the legs will be separated from the body. If it touches the torso, it will be broken into pieces.
With multiple ricochetes, the cannonball gradually slows down and no longer bounces, but instead rolls along the ground.
When a Mongolian saw the cannonball coming to his feet, it was already moving very slowly. It seemed as if he could stop it with just one step of his foot.
So he couldn't help but stepped on the big shot put with the sole of his boot.
However, as soon as his boots touched the shot put, he felt a sharp pain.
He watched as his boots, feet, and calves were turned into a bloody mist and shattered by the shells. He screamed and passed out.
(The velocity of the spherical solid projectile at the end of its trajectory can be seen to slow down sharply with the naked eye, but the kinetic energy is still very large and cannot be touched with the body. During the Civil War, many unlucky people touched the shell that was about to stop with their hands, and their arms were stirred. broken.)
The Mongols were dumbfounded. This deafening cannon sound was so familiar. There was this thing on the wall of Datong City. It was a red cannon.
Duoyan and Haraqin were approaching the Great Wall. They had seen the red cannon and knew what it was.
Seeing just one shell, more than fifty people were killed or wounded, and I was so scared that I lost my mind.
Fu Laoliu said to himself: "It's just like what the master said, the ricochet is very useful for hitting dense infantry formations. One shot will make a bloody alley."
In the era of cold weapons, infantrymen formed dense formations, with people facing each other, shoulder to shoulder, with dozens or even hundreds of rows at the back.
The purpose is to fix the soldiers in the military formation, exert their overall combat power, and prevent the soldiers in front of the enemy from escaping. Everyone is fixed in a combat position, unable to move, and can only fight forward desperately to survive.
Historically, this kind of dense military formation was destroyed by the spherical solid bullets of the front-loaded smoothbore cannon.
This kind of spherical bullet is most likely to ricochet on hard ground, causing huge damage to the dense infantry. Therefore, the infantry in the musket era was forced by the spherical bullet to form a three-row formation.
In this way, three stages of shooting can be alternately maintained to maintain the continuity and density of vitality, while also reducing the damage of solid bullets as much as possible. Even if the battle line is hit by artillery shells, at most three soldiers will be killed.
At this time, taking advantage of the boat's immobility, many Mongolians rowed rafts and approached it from all sides.
Immediately afterwards, the six Franco cannons on both sides opened fire.
The Folan cannon is loaded with silk-loaded shotguns. Just pick up a musket with shotshells written on it and insert it directly into the belly of the gun.
Silk is not cheap, even the worst quality silk is expensive clothing material.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But Yang Fan's ammunition is all wrapped in silk. This is because silk can be completely burned and there is basically no residue. Unlike paper packaging, you have to clean the barrel if you can't shoot too much. and gun chamber.
Faced with Xiao Niangpi's question about cost, Yang Fan replied that the fighter planes on the battlefield are changing rapidly, and the outcome of the battle may be determined by whether you can fire one more time. Therefore, the cost-effectiveness of the weapon is not the first factor to consider.
The pellets of these shotguns are old rusty small balls. These balls are collected from scrap collection stations. They cost basically nothing. If steel balls were produced in Daming, it would bankrupt Yang Fan.
Because the bullets are all steel balls, they have extremely strong penetrating power.
It can easily penetrate the iron armor of this era. Even the triple-armored stomach of Jiannu cannot stop it. Not to mention these herders who only have leather robes to recruit soldiers.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The sides of the ship were suddenly covered in smoke, and fire and smoke spewed from the muzzles.
Which raft the muzzle of the gun is aimed at will be wiped out of the people on that raft.
The Folan cannon has a very high rate of fire because it uses a custom-installed musket. You only need to take off the finished musket with the handle and replace it with a new musket to continue firing.
The Fran cannon uses sub-cannons with pre-loaded ammunition as the firing unit. The gunpowder in the sub-cannon is rationed and will not be overloaded or underloaded.
Each gun on this ship will be equipped with dozens of cannons. There are multiple types of ammunition, including solid spherical bullets and shotgun shells.
You can choose according to your needs before launching.
When the Fran cannon is fired, the gunner can remove the fired sub-cannon and replace it with a new sub-cannon within twenty seconds.
A well-trained gunner can fire two to three times a minute, so its firing speed is much higher than that of a front-loaded artillery. It is almost comparable to a matchlock gun.
The structure of the tail of the Franco machine gun is an open belly, and the front and rear of the barrel are connected.
The air circulates quickly, so it dissipates heat quickly.
This allows the Fran cannon to fire multiple times without worrying about the barrel overheating, causing the gunpowder in the sub-cannon to spontaneously ignite.
At the same time, the sub-gun of the Fran cannon bears most of the strong pressure generated after the gunpowder explosion. Therefore, the barrel and barrel of the gun have a long life. The sub-gun can be easily replaced after damage, without affecting the shooting performance of the gun.
This is a very good weapon. The only drawback is that the sealing is not good and air leakage is serious, which greatly affects the range and accuracy.
In fact, the Folan cannon is the most suitable weapon for this kind of river ship.
Light weight, high rate of fire, easy to use.
Inland river ships are relatively small, and generally do not have strong armor and planks. The Folan cannon is powerful enough.
Use shotgun shells to kill people, and use solid shells to hit the waterline of the ship, which is enough to destroy the enemy ship.
The surrounding rafts were knocked over one after another and fell into the water.
No one was spared from the dense fan-shaped killing surface of the Folan machine gun shells. Shields and armor had no effect.
All the corpses were either broken into pieces or riddled with holes. The surrounding river was full of floating corpses, and the surface of the river was dyed red.
Oshika was observing the battlefield from a high place in the back, and his eyes were filled with tears.
The casualties were too great. As soon as the battle started, one hundred men were gone.
"Don't stop, charge forward, they need time to reload. Don't give them time to reload." Oshika yelled.
The horn was blown, and the Mongolian soldiers who had retreated took courage again.
These Duoyan warriors often clashed with the border troops in Jizhen, and they were quite familiar with firearms. They immediately supported the rafts and surrounded them regardless of casualties.
As expected, the artillery did not sound again. After all, even changing the gun takes time.
However, intensive gunfire came from the firing port again, and flintlock guns with two small flags on each side opened fire.
At such a close distance, the hit rate increases sharply.
Almost every time he fired a gun, he would knock down more than a dozen people.
"Organize the sharpshooters, shoot through the gun windows, and suppress the musketeers," Xi Hua issued the order.
Dozens of shooters were immediately organized on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.
Put down the cavalry horn bow, pick up the stride bow, aim the withered feather arrow at the gun window, and start shooting.
Whoosh! A heavy arrow roared into the gun window and penetrated a sailor with half of his head exposed. The huge kinetic energy threw him backwards and fell directly to the deck.
Chen Xi and others still wanted to save him, but they couldn't save it before they saw it. After twisting a few times, he died.
All gunners, bow your heads quickly.
The gun window was originally not that big, only fifty centimeters square, but in front of these shooters, they could still pose a threat to the sailors who were partially exposed inside from a distance of more than a hundred meters.
Seeing that the gun windows on the side were suppressed, the Mongols surrounded them again.
Mo Zui shouted, "Throw a grenade and kill these idiots."
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