Amidst a burst of gunfire that was as dense as fried beans and choking white smoke rising, the golden man in front of the formation was immediately knocked down.
Even because the battlefield is actually the best training ground.
After several days of continuous fighting, the surviving New Army soldiers all improved greatly in their marksmanship.
The first wave of musket fire, which was carefully aimed, almost knocked down all the elite men at the front of the Jin people to the ground.
The problem is that after so many lives were lost in front of the Song Army's formation in the past few days.
The Jin people are also learning well, or they are risking their lives.
Knowing a cruel reality, fighting with the different Song people in front of me; the more you delay and refuse to move forward, the more you will definitely die.
If they move forward desperately, the weird muskets in the hands of the Song people will not have time to reload, and they may rush in instead.
As long as you can rush in, you might even be able to win a life, a great achievement that will shake the world.
You know, in the words of Wanyan Zongwang and other commanders, as long as you are the first to rush into the enemy camp in every attack, it is a great achievement like being the first to reach the city in a siege.
The small soldiers were rewarded with centurions, the officers were promoted to one rank, gold and silver, women, cattle and horses, and a large number of slaves were given generous rewards.
Anyway, no matter what the reason was, these golden soldiers showed amazing courage.
Even though the people who rushed in front were beaten to death one after another on the spot, the golden soldiers behind them howled like wild beasts, but they still moved forward desperately, with a very unyielding attitude.
Even today's new army musketeers are undergoing crazy training and battlefield polishing.
Using the brown Bess musket in his hand, he was able to fire at least five volleys in one minute.
They have completely reached a level that only the outstanding lobster soldiers of the John family could achieve in the past.
But these golden men with cold weapons in front of them are still rushing closer and closer.
Sixty steps, fifty steps, forty steps, leaving corpses spread all over the ground, enduring astonishing casualties as they fought their way up.
I have to say, even in ancient wars.
Due to different reasons such as culture, cognition, environment, etc., the warriors on the Eastern battlefield have the same ability to withstand casualties as the feudal lords on the Western battlefield.
It was an astonishing degree that even officers in the musket era could not imagine.
Such a situation only changed when the Jin soldiers rushed thirty steps in front of the formation.
That was in Fan Zhu's ears. He suddenly heard the battalion and company commanders under his command, facing the golden soldiers who were coming up like a tide, shouting one after another:
"Sword and Shield Hand~"
For them to shout such a sentence, it is not that at this time, they plan to let the sword and shield wielders go up and prepare for close combat.
Instead, the sword and shield bearers who were originally selected to be big-bodied and round-waisted people now have a part-time job: grenadiers.
Then, amidst the orders from the officers, the New Army soldiers appeared with small baskets slung on their bodies. They put down their swords and shields and quickly stepped forward.
He quickly opened the safety covers of the wooden handle grenades and pulled out one of the fuses.
He lit it with a stick of incense in his mouth, then rounded his arms and threw it with all his strength towards the Jin soldiers outside the position.
This process seems a bit strange, doesn’t it?
A grenade that needs to be ignited definitely looks a bit weird.
But there is nothing that can be done about it. The hair-pulling grenade involves mercury fulminate, a necessary chemical product.
The production of mercury fulminate is simple in theory.
It is nothing more than using mercury, that is, mercury, to react with nitric acid to synthesize mercury nitrate.
Then, mercury nitrate reacts with ethanol to obtain gray mercury; if some hydrochloric acid and copper are added to the process, white mercury can be obtained.
This thing is very sensitive to impact and is an excellent detonating chemical.
If you talk about the above theory, it is actually very simple, right? Many people in the team also know it.
The key is that there are no chemical talents in the team. The only person who barely has anything to do with him is a pesticide seller like Lao Hei.
Or maybe it was Chen Tang, a PLA engineer.
It's not that they can't do it, but there are too many things to do, and they really don't have time to study this thing.
Therefore, the ignition grenade in front of us is a question of whether it is available, rather than whether it is useful or not, and it appears in the current equipment.
But then again, in such an era as the late Northern Song Dynasty.
Even if it is an ignition grenade, it is still a very powerful weapon.
Especially considering that the granular black powder is not powerful enough when it explodes; when it was thrown out in some border areas, it could only be blown into two halves after the explosion, which was a situation that frightened the Japanese.
The overall weight of the New Army's 'Maode Type 1' grenade reaches two kilograms.
In addition to the longer wooden handle, it is more convenient to throw.
It seems that inside, one person has packed no less than eighty liang of granular black powder; the cast projectile is also carefully produced, and its power is quite good.
The only problem is that if this thing wasn't a big, round man with professional throwing training, it really wouldn't be able to throw it very far.
Even these trained sword and shield players can only throw it twenty or thirty meters.
Fortunately, such a distance is completely sufficient.
When about two hundred smoking grenades landed at this distance, the golden soldiers, who had already suffered heavy losses in this regard, were almost frightened to death.
But before they could do anything, the grenades, which only had a reaction time of about 3.2 seconds, exploded one after another.
On each cast-iron projectile, there were a total of 72 pieces of fragments. Driven by the explosive power of eight ounces of black powder, they began to splash in all directions, forming a terrifying death space.
Most of the golden soldiers inside were wiped out in the blink of an eye.
Only a small number of lucky people who were wearing iron armor and whose shrapnel only splashed onto the armor were lucky enough to survive.
But these so-called lucky ones only lived for a second or two longer.
When they were still under the shock wave of the explosion and were still dazed and yet to fully wake up, they were horrified to see the Song people's camp only twenty or thirty steps away.
Another row of Song people took two steps forward and stood up, holding up the deadly weapons in their hands.
Then, a broken sound that made their souls tremble sounded like a reminder: "Fire~"
Then, there was another sound like frying beans, and the bodies of these so-called lucky people began to sway as if they were swinging.
In the end, he collapsed with blood all over his body, and no one was spared.
Of course, the Jin people are not fools. They have suffered a lot of losses with grenades before, so they may not be prepared at all.
To deal with this, they have specific preventive measures.
That was when I saw the grenadiers rushing towards the edge of the camp under orders.
The officers who commanded the archers and crossbowmen were already yelling wildly, asking their archers and crossbowmen to immediately turn their attack targets to these grenadiers.
So in such a process, many grenadiers were shot over.
If the grenade in hand was shot without being ignited, the situation would be slightly better.
But when some of the grenades in their hands were ignited, the grenadier who was about to throw it was shot in the arm or elsewhere.
When the smoking grenade in his hand fell to the ground, a test of human nature appeared.
Should he die on his own or with the people around him?
Regarding this point, Fan Zhu's emotions were extremely complicated.
On the one hand, when such a scene appeared, his soldiers did not hesitate at all and followed the requirements in their training.
He took off his helmet, placed it on his lower abdomen, aimed at the grenade, and threw himself at it.
In this way, greater casualties were avoided.
On the other hand, after every explosion, it means that one of his heroic soldiers has completely lost his precious life.
The helmet and breastplate made of hundreds of smelted steel are indeed enough to block those fragments.
But the power of at least eight ounces of black powder is enough to shock them to death.
So every time an explosion sounded, it was like a sharp knife hitting his heart, it was so painful...
