However, no matter how advanced the tactics are, they still need matching weapons to exert their due power.
For example, to change the tactics of repeated shooting, a matchlock gun with outstanding performance is required to exert greater power, and it will not be able to exert its maximum power until the age of flintlock muskets.
However, looking at the firearms held by the musketeers, Zhu Gaoyuan could only scratch his head.
Because these firearms were so messy, I only saw three-eye blunderbuss, four-eye blunderbuss, thunder blunderbuss, etc., accounting for almost half of the number, and then there were the ordinary bird blunderbuss.
There are also a small number of Rumi guns.
The Rumi gun is actually a bird gun, but due to its exquisite production technology, its range is farther than ordinary bird guns, and its accuracy and penetration are also higher than ordinary bird guns.
And these firearms are mixed with each other.
This is obviously not conducive to exerting the power of firearms.
At that moment, Zhu Gaoyuan shouted sternly: "Listen, everyone."
More than three hundred musketeers looked at Zhu Gaoyuan blankly.
Zhu Gaoyuan said again: "The Rumi guns stand in the first team, and the other guns stand back!"
A dozen Rumi gunmen from the second and third teams hurried forward, but more musketeers left their positions in the first team, leaving less than fifty musketeers in the first team.
Zhu Gaoyuan said again: "The second team of bird guns, the third team of other fire guns!"
The remaining musketeers once again stood in line. In the end, nearly a hundred musketeers holding ordinary muskets remained in the second team, and the remaining nearly half, almost 150 musketeers, all stood in the third team.
Zhu Gaoyuan did not adopt the large interval formation of the matchlock era.
Instead, the musketeers were placed close together to increase the density of firepower.
After reorganizing his formation, Zhu Gaoyuan turned around and turned his gaze to the mouth of the valley.
On the Taniguchi grassland, the cavalry of the Gongtu Division had spread out to both wings, forming a wide cavalry horizontal formation.
More than two hundred cavalry were lined up in a row, their hooves beating and their manes flying. They actually showed a monstrous momentum of thousands of troops. Zhu Gaoyuan inevitably felt palpitations.
Looking back at the eunuchs and Beijing soldiers behind them, they were indeed in a panic.
Although they won two battles in a row after the siege was broken, these eunuchs and soldiers from the Beijing camp were obviously still far from the elites of hundreds of battles, and they were not even considered veterans.
Still just a bunch of rabble.
"Don't panic, I am with you!"
Zhu Gaoyuan took a step forward and shouted loudly.
This loud shout made the musketeers calm down a little.
Yes, the emperor is standing in front of them, so what do they have to panic about?
The cavalry of the Gongtu Department slowly approached and started sprinting when they were about one thousand meters away. However, due to the terrain restrictions at the entrance of the valley, the cavalry who were originally lined up were forced to squeeze into the middle.
Soon, the two sides were less than a hundred steps apart.
One hundred steps is already the effective range of the Mongolian horn bow.
[Note: In the Ming Dynasty, 1 step = 1.6 meters, 100 steps = 160 meters]
"Steady, don't panic!" Zhu Gaoyuan pulled down his mask and raised his sword high, "Don't fire the gun, hold still..."
Seeing the overwhelming number of Mongolian cavalry pouring into the valley, many musketeers subconsciously shrank back. However, looking at their companions who remained in place and the emperor standing outside the protective wall, they silently came back and started again.
He raised his musket and pointed the black muzzle at the surging Mongolian cavalry in front.
Directly ahead, the Mongolian cavalry rolled over like a tide.
After entering the 100th step, the Mongolian cavalry drew their bows and nocked arrows one after another, and began the first round of shooting.
The Mongolian horn bow is the most typical oriental recurve bow. It has exquisite craftsmanship, long range, and high lethality. Light arrows can be thrown up to a hundred paces away, while heavy arrows can break armor within thirty paces.
Soon, the first wave of arrows rained down overwhelmingly.
Zhu Gaoyuan quickly raised his right hand to cover his face with his arm guard.
This is just a subconscious reaction, but it is actually a bit redundant.
Because the light arrows of the Mongolian cavalry could not penetrate the mountain armor at all, the Dougao also had a face armor, which was enough to provide Zhu Gaoyuan with comprehensive protection without leaving any blind spots.
But the eunuchs and Beijing soldiers behind them only wore cotton armor.
Cotton armor has better protection against firearms than iron armor, but its protection against arrows is not as good as iron armor.
The sharp arrow clusters concentrate the powerful potential energy at one point, and can still easily penetrate the thick cotton armor, causing damage. If they hit the face, it will be enough to kill them on the spot.
The rain of arrows fell, and continuous screams immediately sounded from within the protective wall.
At least ten more musketeers fell in a pool of blood.
There were also many musketeers who were hit by arrows, but the problem was not serious.
"Don't panic, hold on!" Zhu Gaoyuan continued to shout loudly, "Hold on, hold on..."
Zhu Gaoyuan was also hit by several arrows, but they were all deflected by the Shanwen armor and did not cause any damage to Zhu Gaoyuan.
Maybe it was Zhu Gaoyuan who took the lead, maybe it was the two previous victories that gave him confidence, or maybe it was because of the five-foot-high protective wall. In short, the eunuchs and Beijing soldiers lined up behind the protective wall miraculously did not collapse.
More than 300 people actually remained motionless from beginning to end, standing firmly behind the protective wall.
This scene greatly shocked the civil officials watching the battle on the mountainside.
In the woods halfway up the mountain, Meng Zhaoxiang, Wu Linzheng and others looked at Zhu Gaoyuan's back, somewhat lost in thought. Was this really the mean, unkind and jealous emperor they knew so well?
Why does it feel a little strange?
When the Hanlin Academy reviewed Wang Wei, he even said erroneously: "Tell me, when Emperor Taizu Gao and Emperor Chengzuwen personally led the army to the battlefield, were they the same as the emperor is today?"
Meng Zhaoxiang and others' instinctive rejection, compared Jinshang to Gaozu and Chengzu? It's over.
But if you think about it more carefully, even if you are not as good as Gaozu and Chengzu, you should still be able to make more concessions than Xuanzong.
Therefore, almost all the civil servants could not help but think that if they had known this, they should have allowed the Holy Lord to personally conduct the battle during the Songshan War, and also to pursue and suppress the bandits.
If that were the case, the world might have been at peace long ago.
While the civil servants were stunned, the Mongolian cavalry had already fired two waves of arrows.
After shooting two waves of arrows, the Mongolian cavalry was already approaching thirty steps away, and they all replaced their heavy arrows.
Now Zhu Gaoyuan did not dare to be careless anymore, because within thirty steps, Shan Wenjia might be shot through by a heavy arrow. At that moment, Zhu Gaoyuan raised his waist knife forward and shouted loudly: "First team, let go!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With Zhu Gaoyuan's roar, more than 40 musketeers from the first team pulled the triggers of snake rods one after another. The musketeers from the first team all used Rumi guns.
, the accuracy is higher.
"Bah, bah, bah!" Accompanied by continuous loud noises,
The Mongolian cavalry in the front row who were preparing to fire heavy arrows suddenly fell on their backs. At least ten or more Mongolian cavalry fell off their horses. The hit rate was almost 30%.
At a distance of thirty steps, the hit rate of a matchlock gun is almost the same.
"Second team!" Zhu Gaoyuan drew his sword again and howled, "Ready... release!"
In less than two seconds, the second team of musketeers also stepped forward to line up and pull the snake lever trigger.
The ordinary bird blunderbuss used by the second team of musketeers is not as accurate as the Lumi blunderbuss, but there are more of them.
Accompanied by continuous loud banging noises, more than twenty Mongolian cavalry fell down, and the formation became more chaotic, but the remaining Mongolian cavalry had already approached within twenty steps.
The distance was close enough to see clearly the blood on the faces of the Mongolian cavalry.
"Whoosh whoosh!" Several heavy arrows shot at Zhu Gaoyuan at the same time.
Zhu Gaoyuan subconsciously used his waist knife to block and deflected several of the heavy arrows, but one heavy arrow still squeaked through the gap on the right side of his visor, and the arrowhead grazed his cheek.
Zhu Gaoyuan suddenly felt a burning pain in his cheek.
Holding back the excruciating pain, Zhu Gaoyuan continued to draw the knife and howl: "Team 3, let go!"
The third team of musketeers used three-eye muskets, four-eye guns and thunder guns. The accuracy of these firearms is even worse, and there is no snake rod trigger. They need to use disconnected shooting that ignites first and then aims, and the shooting accuracy is even worse.
, once the distance exceeds twenty steps, the hit rate will become terrible.
But now the distance is less than twenty steps.
Moreover, multi-barreled guns also have their own advantages, that is, large quantities.
Because each cannon can hold two to three lead bullets, the three cannons add up to eight or nine.
There are more than one hundred and fifty three-eyed blunderbuss, more than a thousand four-eyed blunderbuss and thunder blunderbuss!
Thousands of lead bullets were fired intensively, and at this time, the Mongolian cavalry was already approaching within twenty steps. Its hit rate and lethality can only be described in two words, that is - brutal!
Accompanied by the loud sound of gunfire, dozens of Mongolian cavalry rushing in front fell to the ground in an instant. Not only the cavalry on horseback, but also the war horses were bruised and bloody. The Mongolian cavalry following behind were also beaten one after another.
Stunned, Gongtu's cavalry formation finally fell into complete chaos and could no longer charge forward.
In fact, the cavalrymen of the Gongtu Department no longer had the courage to charge forward.
The huge sound of gunfire, the smoke that filled the entire mountain pass, and the bloody corpses of their companions had destroyed the psychological defense of every Gongtu tribe cavalry.
They think this is a trap.
These Han people are so cunning and always difficult to guard against.
So this battle can no longer be fought and we must leave this valley as soon as possible.
One of the Mongolian cavalry fell down in front of Zhu Gaoyuan, got up and wanted to run away.
But it was too late. Zhu Gaoyuan caught up with him with a single stride and slashed him with his sword from the waist.
The sharp blade gently scratched the side of the Mongolian cavalry's neck, and there was only a squeaking sound, and blood splattered. The Mongolian cavalry covered his throat and fell into a pool of blood, twitching continuously.
Zhu Gaoyuan has fought in battles and seen blood.
So I didn’t feel any psychological discomfort after seeing this scene.
After killing the Mongolian cavalry with one sword, Zhu Gaoyuan said again: "Blow the trumpet and the whole army will attack!"
"The Holy One has decreed, blow the trumpet and attack with the whole army!" Along with Wang Chengen's sharp shout, the loud swan sound also sounded in the valley. The next moment, a tide of killing cries rang out from the woods on both sides of the valley.
Immediately afterwards, hundreds of Ming army cavalry rushed out from both sides.
