In the valley, 120,000 Indian soldiers and Li Zhi's 110,000 soldiers attacked together.
Li Laosi could not see the whole battlefield. The dense mountains and forests of Myanmar blocked his sight, so that the range he could observe was limited to the surrounding twenty meters. The battle further away was obscured by dense tree trunks.
What Li Laosi could do was to let the trumpeter blow the horn again and again to encourage the whole army. At the same time, let the drummer of the Chinese army beat the drum vigorously, and let the tom of the drum encourage the soldiers to charge bravely.
Li Laosi's response was the constant crackling of gunfire on the battlefield.
The Indians also used muskets this time. They grabbed muskets and rushed to the front of Yizi Camp and the Samurai Army, trying to use muskets to shoot at Li Zhi's southern expedition army.
But they obviously didn't understand the situation.
If you use a long-handled firearm to shoot at a distance of ten meters, the hit rate is extremely low. Because the enemy is not stationary, the Yizi camp and the samurai army will often quickly move laterally to both sides when they see that they are shooting. Like this
Under such circumstances, every time Li Zhi's soldiers moved half a meter or one meter, the Indian soldiers had to turn their rifles weighing several kilograms more than ten degrees.
Under such rapid angle rotation, the hit rate is extremely low.
The longer the barrel, the heavier the gun body, the harder the movement angle, and the lower the hit rate.
Therefore, in street fighting in later generations, gangsters and police often used handguns to kill enemies. No one would recklessly use long-handled rifles in narrow terrain. This is the reason.
However, the Indian soldiers had no choice. They had no muskets and could only use bulky rifles at close range, trying to use this weapon to close the weapon gap with the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
The results are self-evident.
When Shanmao passed by, he saw three Indian soldiers rushing out from under a big banyan tree opposite. He cursed and rolled to the ground next to him.
"Bah bang bang!"
Three bullets hit the ground where the bobcat rolled, causing sawdust to fly from the tangled roots of the banyan tree.
The mountain cat stood up straight from the ground, reached out and shot forward.
"boom!"
Huge shotshells were shot out, covering a distance of more than one meter in diameter. Although the Indian soldiers on the opposite side tried to dodge, they could not avoid the huge impact range. The Indian soldier in the middle was shot, and his body was covered with bullets.
A cloud of blood sprayed out, and he screamed and fell under the banyan tree.
Hemp Zi rushed out from behind a salt tree and aimed a shot at the Indian soldiers on the opposite side.
He failed to aim, and the shotgun hit the banyan tree, causing all the skin of the old banyan tree to turn into debris and fly out, revealing the yellow trunk inside.
But the green onion that followed the hemp seeds was a sure shot.
"boom!"
One of the two Indian soldiers who tried to rush up immediately fell down. It seemed that his throat was broken. The soldier grabbed his throat with his hands and rolled and struggled on the ground full of fallen leaves and tree roots.
The last Indian soldier threw away the rifle in his hand, drew out his Persian scimitar, rushed up and chopped off the head of the man.
Damazi pulled out his Fanjiazhuang steel sword and blocked the Indian soldier's scimitar with one strike.
Mandi Crawling suddenly shouted: "Ma Zi, get out of the way!"
Hearing these words, Mazi suddenly threw himself aside and fell to the ground.
At a distance of five meters, "Crawling on the Ground" held a shotgun and fired at the Indian soldier wielding a knife with a "bang", immediately beating him to the point of being riddled with holes and making him look like a human.
Crawling all over the ground, he stared with wide eyes at the Indian soldier he had killed, watching him fall down little by little, and burst into laughter with excitement.
"Hemp seed! Look how majestic you are crawling all over the ground, grandpa!"
Da Zi glanced forward and suddenly shouted: "Get away!"
A crisp sound of "pop" sounded in front.
An Indian soldier hid behind the trunk of a banyan tree and fired cold shots at the people crawling on the ground.
Hemp Zi and Shanmao opened their eyes wide and watched as they crawled all over the ground, hoping that they would not be hit.
However, to their disappointment, Man Crawling was shot. He clutched his stomach in pain, was overwhelmed by the severe pain, and fell down little by little.
"Big Ocean Bowl" rushed forward suddenly and shot at the trunk of the banyan tree ten meters away.
The Indian soldier who was hiding there was immediately injured by the shrouded shells. Several pieces of steel slag were stabbed into his head. He covered his head and rolled on the ground.
But the battle had just begun. More Indian soldiers rushed out from behind the banyan tree. On the Yizi Camp side, a large number of soldiers also came out from the depths of the woods. On the battlefield more than ten meters away, soldiers from both sides held up their
Fierce exchanges of rifle and shotgun fire.
Mazi rushed to Mandi Crawling's side and looked at Mandi Crawling's wounds.
"Da...Jianzi, I can't survive. I am...I am from Wangjia Village, Song County, Henan Province. There is no one to take care of my mother at home. After I die, help me take my pension...pension back to the village...
Let my mother have a bite of food..."
Ganzi shouted: "This was shot with a matchlock gun, you can still save me!"
The bullets of smoothbore matchlocks are round, do not rotate, and will not shatter the organs in the human body like rifled gun bullets. If the person who was shot is lucky, the lead bullet will not break after entering the body, and it can still be used easily.
Removed surgically.
"Big Ocean Bowl! Climb with your back to the medical team!"
Dahaiwan shouted, rushed over, carried Mandi on his back, and walked back with long and small steps.
Ma Zi quickly loaded the shotgun and cursed, "What a thief!"
A tall Indian soldier rushed within five meters of the hemp seeds with a machete raised, and was about to chop the hemp seeds with his machete.
He pointed at the Indian soldier and fired fiercely. Only a bang was heard, and the Indian soldier's face and chest turned blood red, and he let out a heart-rending scream.
After taking a few steps back, he fell to the ground and stopped moving.
But two more Indian soldiers rushed over from ahead.
At the critical moment, a Japanese samurai behind Mazi rushed up screaming. He shot an Indian soldier to death, then pulled out his short sword and started fighting in close combat with the Indian soldier.
There are more and more soldiers on the battlefield more than ten meters away, and more and more soldiers are drawing swords and killing each other.
Da Zi took out two muskets from his waist and fired two shots at a group of Indian soldiers who rushed up. He didn't have time to care whether the shot hit or not, so he was forced to throw away the muskets by the Indian soldiers two meters away.
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He wielded his big steel knife and fought with the Indian soldiers.
The battlefield turned into a melee.
Li Laosi looked at the chaotic battlefield around him and frowned.
Li Dingguo pondered for a while and said: "Uncle, don't worry, more than 60,000 Indian soldiers were killed by our shotguns in the morning. Now they are bombarded by shotguns when they get close. They have lost their courage."
"It doesn't matter that these Indian soldiers can still charge and kill, but as long as they persist for one hundred seconds, these Indian soldiers will collapse."
