The accuracy of flintlock bullets is very poor, and the reason lies in the bullets.
Rifle bullets are all made of copper. Copper is a metal that is very tough. The moment the gun barrel is ignited, the projectile will expand, filling the entire barrel, and shoot out in a straight line, so that it will not
The phenomenon of deflection occurs.
"Bang!"
As the flint in the breech ignites the black powder, the broken iron in the gun is instantly ejected.
Chen Mu thought that his marksmanship was not bad, but in the end his shot missed and passed right in front of the archer's eyes.
The sound of the flintlock gun was extremely loud, and even with the endless sounds of fighting in the canyon, it still could not be covered up.
The archer was just about to shoot at Lin Qiye and the others. Chen Mu's shot instantly caught his attention. Looking for the sound, he turned around to see Chen Mu.
Although he didn't know what the iron rod in Chen Mu's hand was for, his intuition from having been on the battlefield for a long time told him that something that could make a loud noise was dangerous.
At that moment, the arrow pointed straight at Chen Mu.
As for Chen Mu, he was still holding a flintlock gun in one hand and loading gunpowder in the other. This is what ancient firearms are like. The loading is too slow, and at most four or five rounds can be fired in a minute.
Like the more ancient muzzle-loading flintlock guns, it is even more troublesome. It can only fire one shot per minute.
Whoosh!
In the dark night, a sharp arrow was shot quickly.
When Chen Mu raised his gun again, the Tatar archer had a sinister smile on his face, as if he had anticipated that Chen Mu would be hit by an arrow. He was already preparing for the second arrow and looked at Lin Qiye and others again.
Before Chen Mu had time to react, he felt a sudden crisp sound in his chest.
The arrow did indeed hit the chest, but it only penetrated a layer of clothing and did not penetrate.
Seeing this scene, Chen Mu couldn't help but take a breath!
"This damn thing can really save someone's life?"
At that time, Chen Mu couldn't help but be afraid. If he didn't take his elder brother's turtle with him when he left, he would really die here today.
"God didn't want me to die, but you died!"
Now Chen Mu raised his gun and took aim again. After the failure just now, Chen Mu changed his prediction distance again.
Immediately, a burst of flames spurted out from the muzzle of the gun. The gun went down and hit the man's waist steadily. Then he leaned back and fell to the ground.
The enemies in the darkness were dealt with, and Chen Mu looked down the hillside again.
Xiahou and Qi Zeguang raised their swords and fought with the Tatar general.
As for Lin Qiye, even though his leg was injured, he still endured the pain and kept running. He could clearly feel that Huo Quxie's blood was flowing non-stop. If he did not get treatment in time, he would really not survive.
Leaving everyone aside, he then cast a grateful look at Chen Mu, and with the help of Han Xiner, he quickly headed towards the military camp.
Xiahou used to be a hundred-horse commander, and his skills were actually very good, but when he fought against this Tatar general, he fell behind.
If Qi Zeguang hadn't been there to help, he would have been defeated long ago.
"Zhongyuan bugs, go to hell to meet the devil!"
This Tatar general was very powerful. When Xiahou couldn't resist, he jumped up with one step and then slashed down with his sword.
"Damn barbarian!"
At this moment, Xiahou was also furious. He didn't even take precautions and thrust his knife straight into the abdomen of the Tatar general. Looking at this situation, it seemed that he was risking one life for another!
"Bang!"
Another burst of gunfire rang out, and before the Tatar general's blade could drop, an iron shard went straight into his neck.
The two of them had been struggling there just now. Chen Muben was still thinking about how to beat this guy, but he suddenly jumped up. Then I can only send you to see Tengger.
As if a giant bear had been killed, there was a loud roar and the nearly three hundred kilogram body fell heavily to the ground.
Blood continued to flow from the neck, and soon it covered the ground, like a reservoir with a broken embankment.
But even so, the Tatar general was still not dead. He glared at him with a vicious look, covered his neck with one hand, and held a long knife in the other, wanting to get up and fight again.
"Damn midi bugs... bang!"
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Mu pulled the trigger, and the bullet went straight through his head.
This time, the Tatar general finally died.
Chen Mu put away the gun and stepped on the corpse with a smile: "Uncle, times have changed. Let's learn more about dancing in the next life."
After saying that, Chen Mu turned around and glared at Xia Hou fiercely.
Xia Hou was still standing aside and watching, but when he was suddenly glared at by Chen Mu, he felt a chill all over his body.
"Mu...Brother Mu, what's wrong...ouch!"
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Mu kicked his ass: "Damn it, you risk your life for such a prairie barbarian. If I had a whip, I would have to whip you!"
Upon hearing this, Xiahou scratched his head and said with some displeasure: "This barbarian's kung fu is really good. Besides, fighting... isn't it normal to fight like this... Oops!"
Just after he finished speaking, Chen Muzhao kicked him in the butt again: "Fuck with me, your life belongs to me, why should you die?"
After saying that, Chen Mu threw the gun away, grabbed his knife, and walked towards the Tatar general's body.
As for Xia Hou, he had long been stunned by Chen Mu's extremely domineering words, but instead of feeling unhappy at all, his eyes were red, and he felt an indescribable feeling of excitement and passion.
Like killing a pig during the New Year, Chen Mu grabbed the Tatar general's pigtails and chopped off his head with a single blow.
Now the Shu army is almost overwhelmed by the thousands of Tatar soldiers. If they want to win, the head of this general is the key.
Under the escort of Xia Hou and Qi Zeguang, Chen Mu carried his head and headed towards the center of the melee.
"The general is dead, and you barbarians still haven't surrendered!"
"The general is dead, and you barbarians still haven't surrendered!"
The two of them were fighting and roaring while raising their knives to clear Chen Mu of danger.
Compared to the chaos and noise on the battlefield, this sound was not enough to spread throughout the entire battlefield.
But Chen Mu ran around the battlefield with his head raised, and many Shu soldiers heard what he said.
"Look! That man is holding Husle's head!"
"Brothers, the Tatar general has been slaughtered!"
"The stupid Husile was chopped down!"
With the sound of the news, the news that the enemy general had been killed quickly spread to the ears of every Shu army.
However, the shouts of Chen Mu and others still did not stop, and they continued to roar in the melee.
Soon, each and every Shu army joined the battle and roared loudly along with Chen Mu and the others.
"The general is dead, and you barbarians still haven't surrendered!"
"The general is dead, and you barbarians still haven't surrendered!"
…
There were waves of sound, and the sound waves rushed through the canyon and lingered endlessly.
It can be seen that this is the first time that the Shu army has taken off the head of an enemy general after so many years of fighting. The morale of the entire Shu army has undoubtedly reached its peak at this moment.
Excited, excited, passionate, and heart-thumping.
As for the remaining two thousand Tatar soldiers, seeing that their leader was dead, and coupled with the Shu army's momentum that shook the mountains and rivers at this moment, they gradually became disorganized.
Then they began to be suppressed and beaten by the Shu army.
Fighting, when it comes to small things, is actually a group fight with more than one person. After spending many years on the streets in his previous life, Chen Mu knows very well that the most important thing in a fight is to have momentum, followed by external fighting ability.
But soon, Yue Mo, the deputy general of this army, saw that the battle situation was gradually beginning to turn around, and he screamed: "Retreat!"
As soon as the general died, he had already lost his will to fight. As soon as he heard this order, many Tatar soldiers hurriedly ran towards the outside of Wanlayer Gorge.
When he saw the Tatar army retreating, Chen Mu sat down on the ground, threw away his head that had lost all its warmth, then took out the turtle in his arms, and said fearfully: "What a fool, my eldest brother is still wise.