An air rifle does not require gunpowder, as long as it has gas.
One tank of gas can be fired thirty times, and Yang Fan's improved magazine is also set to contain thirty lead bullets with steel cores. Just enough to complete one magazine with one tank of gas.
Generally, twenty rounds of lead bullets can be fired in half a minute. The rate of fire of an air rifle is extremely high. Thirty rounds only take forty-five seconds. However, it takes at least fifteen seconds to load the magazine and replace the new gas cylinder. That is equal to one
It can achieve a rate of fire of thirty rounds per minute. This is almost the level of semi-automatic rifles of later generations.
Did the Jiannu throw the precious troops of the Eight Banners into a meat grinder like street fighting? The Mongols were at the head of the battle, and the Han Army Banners were responsible for the fire support.
One characteristic of the Mongols is that the rate of leather armor is extremely low. Only captains of ten have leather armor, and only centurions have iron armor. Most of them are herdsmen levies in leather robes. To deal with such unprotected targets,
Air rifles work very well.
If it is a slave with triple armor, the effect will be greatly reduced. It is best to target their face, neck, ribs, thighs exposed by exercise under the armor skirt, etc.
Twenty people shot 600% lead bullets in an instant. It was too late to take aim at this time. There were people down there anyway. As long as you pointed your gun at the crowd, you could still hit a few.
Since the introduction of air rifles, the Mongols have suffered a great loss. They have no armor protection, and each shot makes a hole. This kind of rifle can almost hit the target with a single shot at a distance of fifty meters.
The accuracy rate at a distance of 100 meters is also quite impressive, because the vibration is small, the caliber is small, and the gun plus the gas bottle is very heavy and it is not easy for the muzzle to jump. If a bracket is added, the accuracy rate will be improved.
Zheng Tu knew that when the people on the barricade finished their magazines, they would mount their bayonets and rush down to fight the Mongols hand-to-hand. Because the enemy would not give you a chance to reload.
He looked at the last explosive package in his hand, shook his teeth, and pulled out the fuse. The explosive package was emitting green smoke.
"You all hide behind. Hurry up." He turned around and roared.
Then he suddenly stood up and threw the explosive bag towards the heavy cannon with all his strength. Then he ran back as hard as he could. They had to run out of the dangerous building as soon as possible. This kind of explosion might completely collapse the crumbling building.
The explosive package drew a parabola and fell into the gun emplacement.
There were a lot of lead bullets and gunpowder stored around this heavy cannon, as was the case with all gun emplacements in this era. It was convenient for artillery loading.
Blind Wu and the others rolled and crawled out from behind. Cao San, the idiot, turned around and shouted: "Where is Zheng Tu, where is Zheng Tu, have you escaped?"
No answer was heard, everyone looked at the crooked doorway behind.
With a loud bang, the explosive pack exploded, detonating the gunpowder stored in the gun emplacement. The explosion far exceeded the power of the explosive pack.
Huge plumes of smoke and dust rose into the sky. The barricade was completely destroyed by the shock wave, and the defenders on it were also destroyed. The entire building and the three floors across the street collapsed under the shock wave.
The Jiannu, Mongolian, and Han military flags on the street were all submerged in the huge explosion.
Wu Xiazi and others were knocked to the ground by the shock waves and earthquakes, and were also swallowed up by the smoke and dust from the collapsed buildings.
I don’t know how long it took, but Blind Wu woke up first. He got out of the rubble and dragged several other people out from the underground of collapsed beams, broken windows, rotten door panels and other construction debris. He pinched people again and again.
It was filled with water from a kettle.
After struggling for a while, Youyou woke up.
"Where is Zheng Tu?" Cao San asked as soon as he opened his eyes.
Wu Xiazi shook his head. The whole building collapsed and he couldn't run out. Now the dust has cleared and the ground is in a mess. They are all surrounded by a lot of rubble and a huge pit, which is where they fought just now.
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If the cannon hadn't been blown into two pieces, they almost thought this place was somewhere else. The barricade no longer existed. The defenders were all finished. Zheng Tu himself was buried under the deep ruins. It was impossible to survive.
. That kind of explosion was basically shocking to death. Needless to say, the building collapsed.
At this time, a messenger ran over from behind.
"Is there anyone alive in the third battalion? Is there anyone alive?" Then he saw Blind Wu and the others.
"There is an order from above that the fighting in the shanty town is over. Everyone withdraws into the industrial zone."
Liang Sanqiu didn't know whether to be happy or want to cry. They had persisted here for ten days. Finally, the superiors asked them to retreat. He didn't expect that he could retreat alive. When he thought of the dead neighbors in these ten days,
When a relative becomes a baby, he wants to cry.
One of his friends with a bare buttocks, who was married just last year, held an air rifle with a bayonet in his hand and opened the belly of a Mongolian captain. He was also shot to death by random arrows. Chen from the back street
Tofu, holding the explosive bag and perishing together with the Mongols who surrounded him.
There were many more neighbors who were shot, hacked to death, and trampled to death by horses without causing any casualties to the enemy.
When he heard the order to retreat, his whole body suddenly went limp, and his strength was suddenly drained. He collapsed to the ground. During this period, their nerves were in a highly excited state. In fact, their bodies were already exhausted. They were holding on with just one breath. Now
This breath was released, and he immediately fell to the ground exhausted.
"Help each other and retreat immediately. I have to inform others and I won't take care of you." The messenger walked away and ran towards the front, continuing to inform others who were still fighting that they could retreat.
Luo Siyuan watched the militiamen and strong men retreating one after another on the city wall with a heavy heart. He placed them in two shantytowns to consume the enemy as a last resort. He understood the principle of not being in charge of troops. War has its own merits.
It has its own laws and is not subject to human will.
As the supreme commander here, he must be hard-hearted and not have the slightest bit of weakness. Because that will cause greater casualties and kill everyone.
Below were some people with missing arms and short legs, helping each other to retreat. At this time, Jiannu also stopped attacking because the casualties were too great. They defeated the three generals outside the Great Wall and did not lose so many people. In the past ten days
, eight thousand casualties have been suffered.
Dong Tianping came back and lost an eye and his left arm. The gauze bandaged on the broken arm was still bleeding. There were wounds on his face. His head was also bandaged layer by layer.
"Old Dong, why didn't you come back first when you were so seriously injured? I'll replace you with someone else. Why didn't you say anything?" Luo Siyuan said guiltily.
"Tell me, what's there to say? Do it while you're alive, or you'll die, and you'll fall down with your legs stretched a few times." Dong Tianping roared. His voice was hoarse, and his vocal cords had already been damaged in the charge.
Luo Siyuan patted his shoulder and motioned to the medical staff to take him down for treatment.
Tomorrow, the Jiannu will directly attack the walls of the industrial zone. The real battle has just begun.
