Cheng Lin and Cheng Hu were lying on the ground. They were in the front row. They saw the Mongolians who were more than ten meters away, grinning, veins on their foreheads bursting, charging towards them with ferocious faces. Their palms were covered with sweat.
They couldn't move without orders, even if the Mongols stepped on them. This was a military rule. During training, a large number of cavalry rushed from a distance. Without orders, they could only stand or half-kneel.
Or lie down on the ground.
Anyone who makes a move will be punished with a military stick.
Those damn cavalrymen always rush five or six meters before stopping their horses, which can scare people so much that their hearts stop beating.
Just when the soldiers were lying on the ground, highly nervous, a deafening burst of intense shooting came from above. Cheng Hu felt a blazing hot wind spurting forward from behind.
When the camel artillery fired, the camels lay on the ground and fired, and behind the five hundred camel cannons were three hundred three-barreled seventy-nine-caliber light Gatling machine guns mounted on the backs of the camels.
These machine guns have been replaced with canvas belts. Each belt contains 500 rounds of ammunition. They are installed in a magazine. The load-bearing capacity of camels far exceeds that of horses. A camel can carry a machine gun with two magazines hanging on the left and right.
.One thousand rounds of ammunition in total.
If it is finished, the ammunition transport camel behind will be needed to provide new ammunition boxes.
Because the 79-caliber machine gun is light in weight and the bullets are also light. The camels are standing, so that they can fire on the heads of the artillerymen.
The firing of three hundred machine guns is very terrifying. Now the rate of fire has reached the maximum rate of fire of a hand-operated Gatling due to the use of metal bullets and mercury primers.
The theoretical rate of fire is 600 rounds per minute, and the actual combat sustained rate of fire is 300 rounds.
In order to save ammunition, shooters always use 25-round burst fire. Otherwise, two rounds of ammunition will be used up in three or four minutes.
The Gatling gun rotates at high speed, and the three barrels are loaded, fired, and ejected in sequence. The muzzle emits flames, and the high-speed shooting sound is no longer a bang-bang-bang sound, but a continuous sound line.
Like the hiss of a poisonous snake spitting out its message.
A large number of brass bullet casings fell down like splashing water and rolled into the canvas bags on both sides of the camel. Copper is a precious metal, and the bullet casings must be recycled.
The flames spurted out by Gartley when he fired illuminated the ground in the early morning. Whether it was the camel artillery or the three rows of fusiliers lying on the ground, they were covered by the hot wind and blended into an orange halo.
Under the stormy machine gun barrage, the Mongolians who had rushed forward suddenly turned into countless dancers with countless blood sprays on their bodies. Their limbs were twisted, they screamed strangely, twitching and fell to the ground.
The dense barrage was like a wall of fire, licking it from front to back, swinging left and right. Groups of people fell forward, just like the strong wind blowing down the wheat in the wheat field.
Kortu had one of his legs broken, and desperately struggled to stand up in a pool of blood. But the broken leg bone was so painful that he almost fainted.
Just as he was about to charge forward, his soldiers had already rushed to a distance of ten meters. Then, all the Mongolian efforts were smashed by Gartley machine guns.
In front of this machine gun that was rotating at high speed and spitting flames, the cavalry completely lost all advantages. Except that the target was large enough, it was a very good target. There was no advantage at all.
Kortu closed his eyes in despair, unable to bear to look any more.
This is not a war, this is a one-sided massacre.
An Sanxi's heart was as solid as stone. Although the Mongolian offensive was instantly disintegrated and morale was completely defeated, he did not order to stop shooting.
He wanted to completely test the performance of the Gatling gun.
The master once told him that once a powerful weapon like the machine gun appears, it means that the cavalry, as a dominant force on the battlefield, will begin to withdraw from the stage of history.
It was not artillery that drove the cavalry off the battlefield, but machine guns!
7.92mm all-metal bullets cannot be resisted by any armor in this era. If the armor is thick enough to withstand it, then the heavy armor will make it impossible for soldiers to walk.
Gatling's firing range reached 600 meters, and the tongues of fire began to spread from front to back. Pieces of Mongolians fell to the ground covered with ice and snow under the fierce firepower. The ground was blood red.
At this point, they had completely collapsed.
These Han people are not enemies, they are fought out of the ice hell.
They scattered like crazy, throwing away anything that might slow them down. They fled back to find their horses and fled as fast as they could.
At this time, they could no longer think about it. They could only freeze to death in the cold current. Apart from turning into ice, they couldn't go anywhere. They couldn't go more than thirty miles or they would all freeze to death.
Because, in their climate, they have no other choice but to stay in the winter camp and survive until spring.
Yang Fan's army only dared to attack because it had extremely sufficient cold-proof equipment and camels.
"Stop shooting, infantrymen mount bayonets, charge, and capture prisoners." An Sanxi ordered in a leisurely manner.
Although the final Gatling battle was more like a massacre, An Sanxi did not sympathize with them.
In the history of the Mongols, every time they conquered a city, it was a massacre. In the era of their rise, they killed a total of 100 million people.
They killed all men who were taller than the shaft of the cart, unless the man was a craftsman. They took women and children and made them slaves. They burned all supplies and buildings that could not be taken away. They looted all the property they could find.
In order to completely destroy this thousand-year civilization in Persia, they even mobilized millions of slaves, using pack horses and camels, and spent decades transporting salt and spreading it on their fertile land, leaving the most fertile land in Persia barren of grass. From then on,
Persia was in complete decline until today.
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Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock!
As the loud bugle sounded, Gatlin stopped shooting.
The three rows of fusiliers lying on the ground immediately drew their bayonets from their waists and installed them under the muzzles of their guns.
Cheng Hu heard a clicking sound, which was the sound of the bayonet being stuck in place. He jumped up and rushed forward with Captain Mo Rigen.
On the battlefield at this time, there were three regiments on the rifle line, infantrymen numbering over 10,000. They swarmed up, holding bayonets, and pursued the Mongols.
The Mongols were completely frightened. They were panicked and their whole bodies were trembling with fear. They staggered and ran wildly on the slippery ice and snow ground in a pool of sticky blood.
Their boots had no anti-slip function, and in panic, they would fall down after running only a few steps, and then roll and crawl away.
An Sanxi picked up the telescope. The camel had this advantage. The position was high enough. He could clearly see the battlefield on all sides.
In the wind and snow, there were groups of soldiers everywhere chasing the enemy with bayonets in hand.
An Sanxi put down his telescope and looked no further. The Mongols were completely defeated.
They had nowhere to escape during this season. They would freeze to death if they left the winter camp, and their horses wouldn't last even half a day. At this time, they couldn't go anywhere.
"Find Tushetuhan's family members immediately and arrest them all."
This chapter has been completed!