In order to deal with Li Zhi's musketeers, Huang Taiji used heavy armor to arm the cavalry. The armor of these heavy cavalry was very thick.
These heavy armored cavalry wear a layer of cotton armor inside, which is a kind of dark armor. Iron sheets are fixed with copper rivets on the inside of the cotton coat, and leather and other defensive materials are added. In this way, the cotton armor becomes a set of composite armor.
, it has cotton and leather to cushion the impact of projectiles, and metal to resist cuts and stabs from knives and swords.
The weight of this kind of cotton armor is generally about 30-40 kilograms, which can be considered as heavy armor.
On the outside of the cotton armor, the Manchu heavy armor soldiers also wore a layer of fish scale armor outside the dozens of kilograms of cotton armor. Li Zhi had seen this kind of Tatar fish scale armor in the museum before traveling through the country. This kind of fish scale armor was made of four millimeters.
Made of thick iron sheets, it weighs more than twenty kilograms.
The thick iron armor sheets of fish scale armor are bulletproof, and the cotton armor is not only bulletproof with iron sheets, but the thick dense cotton layer also has a buffering effect, so that a cavalryman who is shot more than a hundred meters away will not be knocked off his horse by the bullet. Together, it can easily take five seconds.
, two pieces of sixty-pound armor have extremely high bulletproof effect.
Although the cone-shaped bullets of the Mini rifle have considerable armor-breaking capabilities, they are made of lead after all, and their armor-breaking capabilities cannot be compared with those of later generations of steel-core bullets. Therefore, the bullets of the Li Zhi rifle can only penetrate within 120 meters.
Only then can one kill the Tatar heavy armored cavalry.
In order to protect the war horse, Huang Taiji also wrapped a layer of vest on the front of the war horse. The thickness and defensive capabilities of this vest are comparable to the two layers of heavy armor of the cavalry, making it impossible for Li Zhi's rifle to directly kill the war horse.
But wearing this heavy armor, the Tatar heavy armored cavalry could not run as fast as the light cavalry. Even the overall mobility of the cavalry was greatly reduced. The Tatars rushed from 400 meters to 120 meters, and Li
Zhi's sharpshooter fired at least five or six shots.
But even with such layers of armor, the defensive power is limited. Once a distance of 120 meters is reached, ordinary rifles can break armor and kill heavy armored cavalry, and the war becomes a massacre. This is not just a few dozen people.
The massacre of hundreds of people was a massacre that killed and injured thousands of people in a matter of seconds.
At this time, Li Zhi's first row of ordinary riflemen fired a volley, and the first few rows of the Tatar cavalry were wiped out at once. There were wounded soldiers everywhere on the ground. Because of the close distance, the vests of some horses were also shot through by bullets, and the wounded
The war horses ran in panic in front of the formation. Some of the war horses that had been shot in the head fell directly to the ground, neighing and groaning.
These obstacles on the ground caused great trouble to the cavalry behind them. The horses jumped over the corpses in the first row and stepped on the corpses in the second row. Some horses simply trampled over the wounded and injured horses, but
The instability of stepping on flesh can cause some horses to stumble.
Because of this obstacle, the speed at which the Tatar cavalry charged into the formation suddenly stagnated, and was suddenly reduced a lot.
However, as soon as the Tatars crossed this obstacle, the first row of riflemen had already squatted down, and the second row of riflemen aimed at the charging Tatar cavalry and started shooting.
Then the second row squatted and the third row fired.
The dense rain of bullets swept the battlefield again and again like a storm, killing all the brave Tatar warriors in the front row under their horses. The Tatar corpses covered the battlefield like pigs and sheep in a slaughterhouse, blocking the path of the cavalry behind them.
More bumpy.
The blood spurting from the corpses gathered into a stream and flowed in the low-lying areas on the battlefield. The war horses had no way to go and could only step on the corpses of the soldiers and horses in front of them. The heavy horse's hoofs stepped on the corpses, and the corpses were filled with blood.
Blood spurted out from the wound, shooting several feet high.
Such a war is all about massacre and charge, and does not require any personal martial arts on the part of the cavalry. The only test is the courage and determination of the cavalry, what kind of casualties these 60,000 cavalry can withstand, and their willingness to leave tens of thousands of corpses in front of the battle.
Dorgon looked at the massacre in the distance, and his face turned white, which could be said to be desolate.
These charging warriors were all nephews who followed Nurhaci in the uprising. It could be said that they were all pillars of the Qing Dynasty. However, on this extremely bloody battlefield, thousands of cavalry fell in front of the battle every few breaths.
Li Zhi's infantry simply loaded and fired, and every time he pressed the trigger, almost a precious Qing warrior fell into a pool of blood. Life has never been so cheap.
This is a completely asymmetric war.
Dorgon's eyes turned blood red. He gritted his teeth and stared at the front line of the cavalry, hoping that the Qing cavalry could withstand casualties and rush to Li Zhi's formation and overwhelm Li Zhi's rifle formation.
"Strong", a swing-toothed man next to Dorgon, couldn't help but tremble in his heart, and shouted in a low voice: "Come on...Come on! Come on!"
At the forefront of the Qing cavalry's forward formation, Daishan Laoji, the leader of the red flag flag "Prince Li", asked Bao Yala next to him to hold the red dragon flag high, encouraging the Qing warriors to continue charging.
The direct cavalry of the Qing Dynasty had no other way out but to rush forward. Li Zhi refused to accept the surrender, and their escape would be revolted and attacked by the surrendering tribes. They looked at the blood-red flag of Prince Li as if they were prisoners who had been sentenced to death.
Rushing towards the execution ground, everyone with red eyes rode towards the slaughterhouse in front of them.
Charge forward and die. Charge again and die again.
Xue Sanku, the acting commander of the Selective Division, couldn't help but feel guilty when he saw the Tatars' desperate charge. He turned to Li Zhi and said, "My lord, can the Tatars really charge forward?"
Li Zhi frowned and said nothing.
I don’t know how many thousand or even tens of thousands of cavalry were killed in the battle, but the Tatars actually rushed through 120 meters of corpses, and finally reached 20 meters in front of Li Zhi’s formation.
However, what greeted them was not a fragile three-tiered infantry line, but a twenty-meter-wide iron caltrop.
A cavalryman did not pay attention to the caltrops on the ground and rushed into the area. The horse was instantly stabbed by the sharp caltrops on the ground. The cavalryman was thrown to the ground and was stabbed by seven or eight caltrops in an instant.
Entering the body and losing life.
Seeing these iron caltrops, the Tatar cavalry fell into an ice cave one by one.
How long will it take to clear these caltrops, and what kind of fire will the riflemen in front of you receive?
While the cavalry were hesitating, the pendulum beside Prince Li blew the horn to continue their advance.
The Tatars were shaken and hesitant because of the caltrops, but their morale was buoyed up again.
Move forward, keep moving forward!
Amidst the crackling gunfire, the cavalrymen in the front row jumped off their horses one by one and began to clear the caltrops with their rifles close at hand.
This is an extremely bloody job.
More than ten meters away, a continuous line of rifles fired at the Tatars who jumped off their horses one by one. The Tatars in front managed to pull up a bunch of caltrops and were killed on the battlefield by a rifle shot. The people behind continued to advance,
He continued to collect the thorns, and then was shot down again.
Daishan stood behind the soldiers on the third and fourth floors and the personal guards on the third and fourth floors, anxiously watching the soldiers cleaning up the iron caltrops.
Daishan was afraid that the morale of the entire cavalry formation would collapse before the caltrops were cleared.
But Daishan thought too much, and he couldn't see the outcome of this matter at all.
Because several layers of soldiers went down to clear the thorns, there were only six or seven layers of soldiers in front of Daishan. Although there were a lot of gaps between these soldiers, there were many layers after all, and the overlap could block the gaps and help Daishan shield the sharpshooters from sniping.
However, Dai Shan was not familiar with firearms. He did not understand that at a distance of tens of meters, a cannon with solid bullets could be aimed accurately and beat the human shield in front of him into pulp. Zhong Feng immediately directed ten cannons to aim at Dai Shan.
Shan, bombed Shan's position with solid bullets.
When the solid bullets were loaded, the shotshells of other cannons were also loaded. Amidst the continuous loud sound of cannons, countless iron projectiles flew randomly on the battlefield, and the Taqing soldiers in front of the cannons were beaten into sieves.
Ten solid bullets were aimed at Prince Li Daishan and rushed over. The shells smashed into the Taqing soldiers in front of Daishan like meteors, and finally hit Daishan hard.
Daishan was hit in the abdomen by a solid bullet, and his body was split into two pieces in an instant.
Even the flag-raising Bai Yala next to Daishan was killed by the cannonball. The blood-red dragon flag suddenly fell to the ground.
After the deafening sound of artillery, the Tatars charging into the formation looked at the fallen dragon flag in horror. They understood that Prince Daishan, who was officiating at the red flag, had died in the battle.
Sixty thousand cavalry rushed here, but no one knows how many soldiers died.
Dorgon opened his mouth in shock when he saw Daishan's banner fall. The last prince on the battlefield also died. Dorgon was afraid that the warriors rushing into the battle would not be able to withstand such a blow, and was afraid that tens of thousands of people would be killed.
The army will collapse.
No matter how terrible the drum beats the hammer of thousands of people, it is not as terrible as such a massacre. No matter how brave the soldier is, no one can withstand such a massacre.
Daishan's death was like the final blow that shattered the morale of the Tatars.
With a bang, no one from the Tatars rushed forward and collapsed.
