Thousands of heavy cavalry charge were extremely shocking, and the bright chain armor reflected the sunlight and shone with dazzling light.

There is no doubt that this heavy cavalry will change the situation on the battlefield no matter what the battlefield is put into, at least experience tells them that no one in this world can stop them.

The heavy cavalry shouted and howled, and they were wearing rifles made by Persian craftsmen in their hands and slaughtered towards the Han people. They wanted to recreate the style of their ancestors and recreate the glory of yesterday.

But even the past is glorious, it is just the past!

When the heavy cavalry came, the gunners in the military formation had already picked up the shells and stuffed them into the gun mouth. Their loading speed was very fast. After pushing the bullet rod to the tail of the chamber, they adjusted the screw at the tail of the gun to control the firing angle of the gun.

In the past nearly ten years, the spread of technology has spread in an extremely slow way. Until now, the entire package of shells with warheads and gunpowder packages have been only circulating in Northeast Asia. At this moment, as the Bukhara heavy cavalry approached them, everyone's eyes behind the field guns were filled with bloodthirsty fanaticism.

With a command, the fire lever in their hands lit the goose feather tube at the tail of the cannon. Suddenly, hundreds of field guns in the square array sprayed out balls of orange flames one after another.

"boom……"

The deafening sound of cannons echoed in the air, and countless projectiles roared into the distance, towards the heavy cavalry that was charging, but those heavy cavalry did not mean a threat. They just continued to drive away the war horses and continued to charge.

The whistling shells exploded directly in the air, and balls of white explosion smoke even blocked the sky. At the moment of the explosion, more than a hundred grape-sized lead bombs flew out of the cracked shells, and the lead bombs roared forward, like a gust of storm and rain fell on the heavy cavalry. The moment the hot projectile collided with the armor of the heavy cavalry, there were crisp metal collisions, and at the moment the sound was heard, blood mist was raised in the armor.

In an instant, the red blood mist rose among the cavalry, even covering the dust raised when thousands of horses galloped. The heavy cavalry that was charging fell down in pieces. The moment they fell down, they were stepped on by the war horses rushing from behind. The horse's hooves stomped their heads and their chests. As the war horses passed by, only a bloody and fuzzy corpse was left.

More heavy cavalry fell directly to the ground, their armor covered with holes of various sizes, and were bleeding from time to time. Although many people fell off the horse, they did not die immediately. Lying on the ground, they rolled in pain and howled. Red blood surged out from under their armor. Some wounded soldiers whose neck arteries were broken, the blood from the wounds spewed out three or four feet away like fountain water, and blood-red fountains passed through the air...

If the tragic scene made all the Bukhara nobles stunned, they never thought that the power of the cannon could be so great.

How is this possible?

Now, the feeling of these Bukhara nobles, just like the Jiannu and the bandits, when the shells were hit on them, they realized that there were many things in this world that they could not understand.

"Try a few more shots of shrapnel, and wait 150 meters away to shoot the shrapnel!"

Li Guo's tone seemed very calm. The shrapnel was the magic weapon of the Ming army. But in fact, its structure was not complicated. It was to install gunpowder and lead into the shell of the grenade. The Shunjun could master it because the Qing army picked up some unexploded shrapnel. They just imitated it according to their appearance. Even though its performance was not as good as that of the Ming army, during the Western Expedition, the casualties caused by the grenades and shrapnel to the natives were even far more than muskets...

"This battle should have won..."

When Li Guo spoke to him like this, he ordered the flanking spear team to move. Tens of thousands of spearmen holding spears were moving their square formations to protect the musketeers.

Even if Dashun's craftsmen could make flintlock rifles, they still cannot do without cold weapons, because the number of muskets is limited. Until now, the Dashun Army, which is known as 400,000, has only 100,000 musket soldiers, and other people use cold weapons such as spears.

But even so, in the world, it is still the second only to the Ming Dynasty and comparable to the Qing Dynasty.

In fact, it’s strange to say that for people who are beaten, they instinctively learn from the strong.

This has always been the case throughout history.

It is also because of this that after Dorgon, Huang Taiji, and Li Guo, they all quickly imitated the Ming army and established a firearm unit. Even if they could not be pure firearms, they also established an army dominated by firearms. During the Western Expedition, they tasted too much sweetness on firearms, and they would hesitate to use firearms. The only reason to limit the number of firearms is production, not willingness.

Of course, if there are any restrictions, it may be lead, but as they cast Kazakhstan, the supply of lead will no longer be a problem.

"They are coming soon..."

Staring at the cavalry getting closer and closer, Malflov was studying silently in his heart. Since he was robbed and became a slave ten years ago, he had only one thought left: regain freedom! But how can he escape from their claws?

Two years ago, he was free.

Now, all he needed was revenge. Although the Braha people's shells kept falling by his side, taking away one living life after another, he still stared at the rushing cavalry.

"Prepare……"

With a command, he raised the five-money musket in his hand, pulled the flint machine with his thumb, and aimed directly in front of him.

One thousand meters!

Nine hundred meters!

Eight hundred meters!

...

Finally, when the cavalry entered a distance of four hundred meters, Malflov pulled the trigger as the command was ordered.

"Bang"!

Balls of white smoke gushed out in front of the square formation, and pointed conical expansion bullets flew towards the Bukhara cavalry.

Riveted gun!

Since the Shunjun cracked the secret of rifling two years ago, they spent two years transforming the old musket into rifling guns. Just like the French and Russians in history, during the Crimean War, a large number of old smoothbore muskets were transformed into rifled guns. Although these old rifles were less new than new rifles, they were still useful.

However, the "barely useful" rifled rifles in the Shun Army are fatal to the Bukhara people. They can shoot at a distance of 400 meters. Although it is impossible to hit every shot, its accuracy is not bad.

Tens of thousands of musketeers shot the first round of volleys in just a dozen seconds. Before the smoke had passed, the Bukhara heavy cavalry, which was rushing, seemed to have suddenly stepped on a tripping rope and fell down one after another.

Bullets roared from a distance, and the pointed conical bullets easily tore open the upper armor on their bodies, drilled into their bodies, tearing their flesh and blood and internal organs. Faced with the dense rain of bullets fired by the musketeers, these Bukhara heavy cavalry who bumped into them became living targets for firearms, and they kept falling to the ground with people and horses.

Driven by gunpowder, lead-made bullets weighing dozens of grams will penetrate their armor as soon as they hit the target, creating a huge blood hole in their bodies.

Whether a man or a war horse was shot, he would fall down immediately. When the Bukhara heavy cavalry hit the iron wall made of iron and fire, hundreds of cavalry fell down.

When they rushed to a distance of 200 meters, tens of thousands of musketeers had fired several rounds of volleys. Although most of the Braha heavy cavalry was killed in succession of volleys, the remaining heavy cavalry still rushed towards the Shun army frantically, completely ignoring the rain of bullets in front of them.

It seems that at this moment, death seems to be God’s reward for them, and they are afraid that they will die. They can also enter heaven and receive God’s blessing.
Chapter completed!