The shotshell of a six-pounder can hold one hundred small projectiles. For an eighteen-pounder, one shotshell is three hundred iron pellets. The shotshell of an eighteen-pounder is several times more powerful than a six-pounder.
The projectiles fired by the cannons swept towards the Tatars in front like a storm. After the projectiles were ejected from the muzzle, the projectiles spread out and sprayed towards the fan-shaped area in front. The projectile areas ejected by the forty heavy cannons overlapped each other.
An iron-blooded storm descended from everywhere on the front of the battlefield with a width of more than 600 meters.
Even Kong Youde, who was hiding behind the gun soldiers, felt the murderous energy of the shotguns. The rows of soldiers in front of the formation fell to the ground like straw blown by the wind, with blood and flesh splattering everywhere.
Kong Youde saw a gunman who had his lungs shot through by an iron pellet and was unable to breathe in the severe pain. He tightly grabbed the hand of the gunman next to him and refused to let go, shouting something. Everywhere on the battlefield
They were all screams. Kong Youde couldn't hear clearly what the wounded soldier was shouting, but he saw that the fire rifle soldier next to him was pale and confused. The commander yelled for a while, then lost his strength and fell to the ground. There was no more
There was movement.
The rain of more than 10,000 bullets killed hundreds of Qing troops in an instant. There was red blood and flesh everywhere in front of the Qing army. The soldiers in the front row were either shot and fell down, or their bodies were covered with the flesh and blood of Pao Ze.
, like experiencing a doomsday judgment.
Kong Youde roared angrily: "Push the cannon out and shoot the cannonballs."
The flag was waved and Kong Youde's order was passed to the front of the formation. The Qing troops in the front row stopped advancing and allowed the artillerymen to push the small Hongyi cannon to the front row.
The Qing army's fifty-three cannons were continuously bombarded by Li Zhi's artillery along the way. Twenty-seven of them were damaged, and now only twenty-six can be used. The shotgun pellets in the barrels have been loaded, and the Qing army
The artillery lit the fire door and fired cannonballs at Li Zhi's soldiers.
Thousands of iron projectiles flew out of the gun barrel and hit the Huben Division two hundred steps away.
Even the soldiers of the Huben Division wearing full plate armor could not resist the shotgun pellets fired from such a distance. Blood arrows were shot out from the bodies of the soldiers of the Huben Division, and screams rang out in front of the formation of the soldiers of the Huben Division. Only one
In an instant, more than a hundred soldiers of the Tiger Division were injured and fell to the ground.
Li Zhi looked at the injured soldiers in the front row, and his heart felt like a knife. These soldiers of the Huben Division were all Li Zhi's elite soldiers. The death of one of them made Li Zhi heartbroken, let alone the death of more than a hundred at once?
The Huben Division had never withstood this level of killing. Li Zhi had to admit that the 30,000-strong Qing army with hot weapons in front of him was the most powerful enemy Li Zhi had encountered since traveling through time.
After the Tatar artillery fired the canisters, they continued to move forward with the army, loading ammunition as they marched. The main force of the Tatars was 30,000 gunmen. They wanted to rush to the 70-step distance of the Tiger Division and kill the Tiger Division. The distance was
Two hundred steps later, they blew the match and waited for the opportunity to shoot.
However, after only walking seventy steps, they were bombarded by the Huben Division's artillery. Another forty cannons fired volleys of shotgun shells, like a lawnmower sweeping across the lawn, sweeping away all the clearing soldiers in the front row.
On the contrary, blood and flesh were like worthless rain, swaying in front of the formation, dyeing the soldiers in the front row and the land red.
In this era, hot weapon shooting can be said to be the bloodiest scene in the world. During hot weapon shooting, the test is not the tactics and skills of the troops at all, but how unafraid the troops are. Who can withstand more
Whoever dies has a better chance of winning the war.
Just as Li Zhi's cannon finished firing, twenty-seven Tatar cannons were pushed to the front of the formation and fired cannonballs at Li Zhi's Huben division.
The smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger, and the scene looked like a massacre.
The sight of the Huben Division and the Han Army Banners firing cannons at close range made Hong Chengchou's scalp numb when he saw it in the distance. Is this a war? Is this a mutual massacre? Hong Chengchou saw four or five Qing soldiers walking in a row being hit by shotgun pellets at the same time.
As a result of the hit, blood spurted out from the bodies of all the people at the same time, and the sprayed blood mist stained the ground red.
The soldiers of the two armies were like worthless consumables. They were injured one after another in the roar of artillery fire, and they screamed and moaned, falling to the ground and struggling. The soldiers of both armies were sacrificing their lives at a rapid speed.
I have never been so fragile.
However, Hong Chengchou could see clearly through the telescope that the number of soldiers killed by the Qing army every time was four or five times that of the Huben Division. Although the number of gunmen in the Qing army was twice that of Li Zhi, if the bombardment continues like this, I believe that the first step is to support
Those who can't stay must be the Qing army.
A trace of color returned to Hong Chengchou's face, and he gradually became excited. Looking at Xing Guobo's tactics, there seemed to be hope of winning this battle.
At the central military office of the Qing army, Duduo and Dudu looked at the massacre on the front line, their faces turning pale.
Du Du gritted his teeth and said, "Fortunately, those who died were Han soldiers."
Duduo nodded, obviously agreeing with Dudu's opinion.
However, the two of them had to admit that the flag-fire gunners of the Han Army trained by Kong Youde were very tough. They endured more than two thousand casualties without any weakness and were still advancing forward. With such morale, even the Eight Banners in Manchuria
Banners are nothing more than that.
On the front line, Kong Youde's eyes were bloodshot from the heavy loss of the Han army flag. He shouted regardless of the flag soldiers on the left and right: "Speed up! Speed up!"
The Qing soldiers charged forward despite the bombardment and rushed eighty steps away from Huben Division.
A swan sound echoed across the battle line, and Li Zhi's riflemen opened fire.
The soldiers aimed at the Qing soldiers 120 meters away and pressed the trigger. The thrust generated by the nitrocellulose continued to act on the tail of the conical bullet. The tail of the tapered bullet expanded and was in close contact with the rifling in the barrel.
It began to rotate under the action of the rifling. At the moment when the nitrocellulose was completely burned out and turned into gas, the bullet just rushed out of the muzzle and was shot towards the Qing gunner 120 meters away.
One thousand one hundred and fifty bullets were like more than a thousand gods of death. They penetrated the double armor of the Qing army's artillery soldiers and penetrated deeply into the Qing army's flesh. The organs under the skin were rotating with the cone-shaped bullets.
It was too fragile in front of me, and it was turned into a ball of blood in an instant. The blood was affected by the pressure in the body, and turned into blood mist and spurted out from the wound.
The front of the Huben Division's formation was only over 600 meters wide. In order to reduce casualties and prevent being killed by the firepower from the side of the Huben Division, the Qing army squeezed the battlefield width of more than 600 meters to attack the Huben Division head-on. The Qing army used
Because of the matchlock, one arquebusier had to occupy a battlefield width of one meter. Therefore, there were only more than 600 Qing troops on one front.
Division Huben only fired once, and almost all of the more than 600 people were shot, and they all let out shrill screams.
