The soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty did not realize what happened.
The second row of guns came quickly.
This time, the people who were still alive looked at the fallen brothers and just woke up from a dream.
The huge noise and the sudden collapse of a group of people made these Northern Zhou soldiers confused.
In their view, any method of killing is traceable after all. Not to mention slashing and stabbing with knives and guns, even if it is an arrow, everyone can see the arrow shaft swinging outside the body, but if the lead bullet is submerged in the body, naturally
Nothing can be seen.
The fallen brothers in front of the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty showed nothing. Only the blood stains on their chests seemed to indicate that they had endured death and pain, which made them believe that this was the work of magic and gods.
"What's this?"
"Thunder, thunderbolt, are gods descending to earth!"
"The other side must have invited the gods from the sky!"
After all, the power of the lead bullets was not that great, and it was scattered, so many soldiers who were only hit in the limbs fell to the ground and screamed, but their companions no longer had the courage to rush forward to save them.
When the third row of guns rang out, the Northern Zhou army fell into complete chaos.
The Han army's ships also rushed to the shore at this time.
"Kill the thieves!" The leader of the Han army who led the team did not expect that the muskets could exert such power. When the muskets shocked the soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, they naturally also shocked these Han army soldiers. This is what they can be thankful for now.
The powerful weapons belong to our own people.
"Kill the thief!" The Han soldiers stood up at the same time and rushed to the shore.
They can all see that the enemy no longer has the courage to fight, and they all believe that it is the gods who are blessing and protecting them.
The soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty on the shore began to collapse uncontrollably.
"What's going on? What happened?!" The one who was most helpless at this time was probably Yu Wenshu.
He came to the shore of Luoshui with the courage and determination to make great achievements. In his opinion, it would be difficult for the Han army to end their rest and launch an attack on Luochuan in a short time. Even if he could not defend Luochuan in the end, at least
That was also after the autumn harvest.
Taking Luochuan was equivalent to occupying part of the Han Army State. It was also the first piece of land that the Northern Zhou Dynasty recovered after experiencing a series of defeats and even the final rout. Of course, by that time, all the Northern Zhou officials in Luochuan City had already run away.
, but the Han army did not have time to settle in, so Luochuan was just an empty city.
But Yu Wenshu didn't care about these, he cared more about the praise and praise of local literati.
Therefore, with the courage and determination to defend Luochuan, he aggressively advanced towards Luoshui, forming a confrontation with the Han army and protecting the entire Luochuan behind him.
But he never expected that the Han army would come so quickly, and he never expected that the Han army's attack would be so swift and violent.
Yu Wenshu, who thought he could last seven days even if he faced Pei Zilie head-on, soon discovered that the army was collapsing.
Not far away, there were muffled sounds one after another, and his soldiers fell down like straw.
what is going on?
Yu Wenshu wants to be a hero, but he doesn’t want to be a bear who can’t stand up for one round.
But the cruel reality obviously does not intend to satisfy his wishes.
The soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty began to flee in all directions, and eventually began to gradually evolve into a rout.
"Major General, let's go. If you don't leave, it will be too late!" The guard beside him grabbed Yu Wenshu's horse rein with one hand.
If Yu Wenshu insists on staying, they don't mind taking Yu Wenshu away.
But it is obvious that Yu Wenshu does not have such backbone.
"Let's go!" Yu Wenshu smiled bitterly.
He can't be a hero, but he doesn't want to be a prisoner.
"Let go!" The Han soldiers marched forward in neat steps. This time the musketeers were already standing in front.
While their opponents were running away in all directions, no one even had the courage to turn around and shoot arrows.
"Fix bayonets!" shouted the musketeer general leading the team.
"Kill!" As the musketeers began to charge forward, the rest of the Han soldiers also charged forward from their flanks.
Although they were also shocked by the power of muskets and firecrackers, the Han soldiers were also glad that such firearms were on their side, and more people who refused to admit defeat were not willing to let the musketeers steal all the limelight.
All the soldiers of the Han army rushed forward, like a wave of people, rushing towards the Northern Zhou army.
On the north bank of Luoshui River, the sound of killing was loud, but the battle situation was one-sided, which was quite funny.
"There is still a lot of room for improvement in muskets." Li Xingchen reached out and gently stroked a musket.
After the officials left, Li Xingchen came alone to inspect.
Of course, only at this time could he put forward his suggestions for firearms. After all, for most ministers, seeing such firearms would be an eye-opener. Li Xingchen could not reveal too many secrets about firearms, especially about the weaknesses of firearms.
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Of course, the newly born musket still had too many weaknesses and shortcomings, and Li Xingchen certainly could not let these shortcomings be exposed.
Wu Ping, who was standing next to Li Xingchen, nodded and said: "Now the musket can only be loaded from the front, which means that every time the musket is fired, someone needs to put the gun up and load it before firing. This naturally requires a lot of effort.
On a rapidly changing battlefield, this is indeed fatal."
The disadvantage of muzzle-loading guns is naturally the trouble of loading, but with current technology, it is already good to be able to produce muzzle-loading guns. The production capacity of the Ministry of Industry can only guarantee that 100 guns will be listed every month.
That's all, and this is still the maximum production capacity, and the actual production effect is naturally not as good as this.
Even if the production technology of muzzle-loading guns has not been fully understood, Li Xingchen naturally cannot ask for too much. Firearms are a new role on the stage of history, and of course they cannot be perfect.
"First increase the production of muskets," Li Xingchen said in a deep voice, "At the same time, the Ministry of Industry should study how to load ammunition at the rear. For example, you can consider folding the entire barrel downward, or consider placing the loaded ammunition on the body of the gun.
Below or above.”
Li Xingchen didn't know much about the specific loading method of muskets. All he could do was provide a general idea based on his few memories.
Wu Ping was already busy writing, and Li Xinchen immediately asked: "How is the output of gunpowder now?"
Of course, what the big man can use now is the most primitive black gunpowder. When black gunpowder burns, it can release a large amount of smoke and splash out fire. Not only is the explosion powerful, but the smoke is lingering and the sound is amazing.
The main raw material of black powder is saltpeter.
"We have discovered a large amount of saltpeter in Zitong Laojun Mountain, and have now begun to organize manpower to mine it." Wu Ping replied hurriedly, "We should be able to ensure that the output of gunpowder can be increased to one thousand kilograms within three months."