The structure of this machine gun is similar to the later Maxim, and it is the latest achievement of the Ministry of War Weapons Research Institute.
At present, only five have been produced, and only the Three Thousand Battalion is qualified to equip them. Unless Zhu Qizhen's imperial commander personally conscripts them, they will definitely not be brought out.
When attacking the Ottomans from the front, the strategy of coordinated advance by infantry and artillery, and flank cover by cavalry was adopted. These secret weapons were not used at all.
With the current amount of ammunition, not to mention 2,000 people, even 20,000 people are not a problem.
It was precisely because of such a sharp weapon that Zhu Qizhen dared to lead more than 3,000 people across the Western Regions. The more bullets he had, the more confidence he had.
Sun Jixian knew very well that since he wanted to establish a foothold in Tehran for a long time, he had to do something ruthless.
If we don't beat these black sheep and white sheep to death, they will inevitably cause trouble in the future.
Only by beating them until they feel hurt, scared, and until they have nightmares in the middle of the night can we get rid of it once and for all.
The emperor once said that nomadic people can be good at fighting, or they can be good at singing and dancing, depending on whether they have long guns and cannons in their hands, that's what it means.
There is a main street in the old city, and at the end is the cathedral. The surrounding shops and residential areas are distributed on both sides of the street. After the black sheep army entered the city, they all poured into the main street and then prepared to start looting.
The Ming army directly blocked the entrance to the city and began to shoot at the dense black sheep army.
The poor Black Sheep Army didn't even react before they were beaten until their buttocks urinated and their souls were gone.
Many people didn't even react when they were shot and died instantly.
The team immediately became chaotic. The horses were frightened and fled in all directions, regardless of whether there was anyone under their feet. They ran all the way and trampled to death and injured countless people.
More than half of the team of more than 2,000 people were killed or injured in a matter of seconds, and the rest fled as if their lives were lost.
At this moment, the city of Tehran has turned into a hell of Shuras.
This machine gun fired very quickly. After a burst of sound, the barrel began to turn dark red, and the soldiers on the side immediately poured buckets of water on it.
After a burst of white smoke, the gun continued to spit out tongues of flame, pouring bullets crazily.
In less than a minute, hundreds of rounds of ammunition were used up.
Sun Jixian looked at the embarrassed black sheep army in front of him, and slowly raised his hand to signal a ceasefire.
He didn't even give the order to charge, he just watched from the spot.
Those who were lucky enough to escape, those whose legs and feet were still handy, or whose horses could still obey the command, would have disappeared long ago.
The rest were seriously injured and lying on the ground wailing in pain.
Some were hit by machine guns. These are 12mm bullets with an effective shooting distance of more than 500 meters. If they are hit, they will cause injuries to muscles and bones.
Others were thrown from their horses because their horses were frightened, and were trampled by other horses.
In comparison, those who died on the spot walked away more peacefully.
Sun Jixian ordered people to put away the machine guns, and then said: "Clean the battlefield!"
The Black Sheep tribe came out to plunder, which shows that they are not rich either. There were not many valuable trophies on site, mainly war horses, swords, and a few matchlock guns.
This kind of matchlock is even more backward than the orthodox Type 14 rifle, and is only slightly stronger than the fire blunderbuss of the early Ming Dynasty. Sun Jixian naturally dislikes it. However, Tehran is recruiting troops, so it is a good choice to distribute it to new recruits.
As for those swords, pick some that are in good condition and keep them, and the rest can be recycled into cast iron.
War horses are a scarce commodity, but unfortunately most of them are injured and need to be looked at by the medical team accompanying the army. Those who can be cured will be kept, and those who cannot be cured will have to be killed and eaten for meat.
After cleaning the battlefield, there were still many corpses strewn about on the ground, as well as seriously injured people whose flesh and blood were mangled and wailing.
At this time, some people in the city had begun to walk out of their homes.
When they heard that the Black Sheep Army was coming to rob the city, they hid one by one like quails, hoping that their homes would not be robbed, and then they heard gunshots, and then... it was over!
In the cathedral, Moravi stood by the window, looking at the scene in front of him, mumbling something.
Sun Jixian looked around, and then shouted to the cathedral in front: "Come out and wash the floor!"
After finishing speaking, he waved and left with the team, returning to the new city to continue construction.
Molavi walked out of the cathedral with the support of two old nuns, but found that the people on the street looked at him strangely.
Although they didn't speak, their eyes no longer had the piety they had before.
This is a kind of doubt and distrust. Moravi knows that the faith in the hearts of the people is beginning to waver.
He instinctively wanted to preach doctrine and tell everyone that the Lord would bless everyone.
However, I couldn't help but feel fear when I thought of those menacing black sheep army that were instantly wiped out.
If the true god comes, will he be beaten into pieces by the Ming army...
"Stop watching the fun, dig a hole quickly and bury the dead, otherwise the plague will breed!"
At this point, all he can do is come out and wash the ground as the Ming army said.
At this time, someone said: "There are still many people alive, what should we do?"
Then someone retorted: "What else can we do? These people often rob and kill people. Anyone who wants revenge should come quickly!"
The local people were indeed bullied by the Black Sheep people. They immediately reacted and went looking for the person who took advantage of them.
Bricks, stones, farm tools...
The principle of proximity, if there is anything around you, just pick it up. Revenge when there is a grudge, and complain when there is a grudge.
The one at the front was a gray-haired middle-aged man named Saru, who was very excited.
Because his wife and three children were all killed by people from the Black Sheep tribe, if Moravi had not stopped him, he would have gone to find someone to fight for his life.
At this time, he was holding a wooden stick in his hand. He aimed at a black sheep man who was still alive and hit him with the stick.
boom!
The man on the ground had his legs broken. He saw the stick coming towards him, but he was unable to do anything. His brain immediately burst.
Seeing this, Moravi quickly grabbed Salu and said: "The Lord is merciful..."
"The Lord is merciful and almighty, but when my family suffered so much, the Lord never appeared!"
Saru pushed Molavi away and went to find the next target with his stick.
The surrounding people also joined the fight, while Moravi was left alone, like a helpless child.
"You can't do this, otherwise the Lord will punish you!"
"Stop it, stop it..."
Saru was already red-blooded and killed more than a dozen people in a row with a stick. Finally, he couldn't find anyone to breathe, so he threw the stick away and turned around and left.
Molavi shouted: "Saru, where are you going?"
"I'm going to find the Orientals, I want to join the army!"
"Yes, go join the army!"
"I heard that workers are given five copper coins a day and they also take care of the food, so it's okay to just work!"
Seeing that he could not stop him, Molavi shouted bitterly: "You should bury the corpse, it will breed plague!"