Jizi Volume Chapter 194: The fierce battle in Qian'an (2)
Sun Erzhu allowed the sweat on his forehead to flow down from the corners of his brows and eyes. The stinging pain made his eyelids a little uncomfortable, but he did not dare to blink and stared straight ahead.
The team officer’s whip seemed to be whizzing past my ears. Of course, this was an illusion and a subconscious physiological reaction caused by countless whippings on the training ground.
At this time, he was holding the butt of the gun firmly with his shoulder. This heavy fire gun (Musket) called a turtle dove gun weighed fifteen kilograms. If the sleeve-type triangular spikes were added, it would weigh more than seventeen kilograms.
So each musket carries a gun rack on the back of its hand so that it can be set up at any time in the field and carry out stable aiming and shooting.
Of course, it is no longer needed now. The low wall stacks can provide the most stable shooting support and the best cover for them, but they cannot completely block the enemy's bows and arrows from diagonally above.
In the previous round of enemy cavalry fire, Li Dahu beside him was hit by an arrow. By chance, it penetrated through the gap in the leaf armor next to the shoulder blade. Although it was not fatal, it was obvious that he could no longer bear the burden.
The man who was on the shooting mission was helped down and replaced by a supplementary soldier named Xu Hong.
Their posts are basically all civilians from Luanzhou. Although they may not be from the same township, they are low-income people who have left their hometowns. Therefore, after they came to Lulong, the Luanzhou soldiers naturally became closer, and they no longer cared about who they were.
As long as you are from Luanzhou, you will naturally feel more close to people from your hometown.
Each sentry has a team of supplementary soldiers. The deputy sentry officer serves as the captain of the supplementary soldiers and organizes daily training. Once a shortfall is encountered in the battle, the supplementary soldiers are directly recruited from the supplementary troops and also serve as a reserve team.
The replacement soldiers are not each equipped with a firecracker, but five people with one firecracker, and they are trained in turns. If they are damaged in battle or are short of vacancies, they will directly take over the opponent's firecrackers and replenish the team.
Seeing Xu Hong's pale face, Sun Erzhu, who was still a little nervous, relaxed a little. He tilted his head slightly and exhaled, "Xiao Xu, it's okay. Just follow the usual training, listen to the captain's command, take the gun, and aim.
, shooting, but there is no need to retreat, but to directly close the gun and do it again..."
Hearing Sun Erzhu's words, Xu Hong seemed to relax a little, "I understand, I'm just a little scared..."
"What are you afraid of? The more afraid you are, the more likely the arrow will fall on your head..." Sun Erzhu repeated the captain's previous words, "Don't worry, the Mongolian cavalry was frightened by us just now. We won't be afraid anymore."
You dare to come, now it’s time for us to teach those Mongolian soldiers who want to climb over us,..."
Before Sun Erzhu could finish what he said, the captain's rough voice had already sounded, "You bastards, concentrate, the Mongols are coming, it's time for you to make a contribution!"
A sound of heavy footsteps carrying a strong smell of sweat passed behind Sun Erzhu. Without asking, he knew it was captain Xu Liang. Sun Erzhu concentrated his attention and focused his eyes forward again.
The black Mongolian soldiers jogged forward pushing wooden shields, but as the distance got closer, the wooden shields were constantly being shattered by the Folan cannon on the city wall, and the remaining soldiers could only rely on the leather in their hands.
He used a shield to protect him, hunched his body slightly, and rushed over at a faster speed.
As a result, the entire formation began to become uneven, like a big mouth with interlocking teeth, swooping towards the city wall.
“Attention! Aim, don’t hit wooden shields, aim at the Mongolians holding leather shields, be careful, use the gaps between them, focus on the chest, abdomen, and thighs, don’t aim too low,..."
Captain Xu Liang's loud and unhurried voice sounded back and forth from behind the group of people. His voice, which usually sounded a bit disturbing, had a magical power that could calm people's hearts.
Sun Erzhu took a deep breath, looked forward along the barrel of the gun, and gently adjusted the direction of the barrel.
At this time, he could no longer care about Xu Hong beside him, and focused all his attention on the enemy in front.
Standing behind Sun Erzhu is another fire gunner, Sun Shan. He is a distant relative of Sun Erzhu from the same village. He can be regarded as Sun Erzhu's uncle, but the blood relationship is too far away.
At this time, he should also set up the gun rack firmly, hold the gun butt with both hands, and look straight ahead.
The entire low wall can only accommodate two teams of people using the height difference to form two attacks.
Facing a dense enemy charge, it is not a good idea to concentrate one round of shooting, because it is easy for several gunmen to aim at the most conspicuous target, causing the firepower to be wasted.
So use the first round of shooting to achieve the first round of elimination, and the remaining enemies that continue to charge forward can become the targets of the second round.
The gunman who has also completed the first round of shooting can methodically target the guys who are still lucky enough to survive the two rounds, and repeat this process until everyone is shot.
When the Mongolian infantry finally reached within 300 yards, several sentry commanders who were measuring the distance began to raise their flags with enthusiasm.
This is the standard firing range of the Musket heavy musket. Even if a soldier wearing leather armor is hit within this distance, the Musket heavy musket, also known as the turtle dove gun, can still easily penetrate the leather armor and cause fatal damage to the opponent.
harm.
And if it is within a hundred yards, that is, thirty feet, the Musket heavy fire gun can even penetrate any iron leaf armor or even ordinary plate armor!
From a distance of 300 yards to 50 yards, even if they were running at top speed, in this environment, the two teams of gunmen could still easily fire two rounds of four shots.
Zuo Liangyu concentrated two units of more than a thousand people on the raised central low wall, so that they could take the lead in firing, giving the enemy a head-on blow, and at the same time let the enemy troops in the depression rush in, so that they could use the bastion
The two ends realize staggered shooting and expand the shooting surface.
Zuo Liangyu's eyes were fixed on the low wall under the city wall. He was still very confident in these carefully trained sentry officers. They were originally the elite of the second division of his Bashan Camp, so he dared to put them there.
They are in the position of sentry officer, and they have brought out the strength of these soldiers and people with their own hands and feet.
The sentry commander first brings out a group of captains, and then the captain leads the people. The sentry officer imposes strict requirements on the captains, prompting the captains to treat the subordinate commanders and corps commanders the same way. In this way, the emphasis is added layer by layer, making the entire training almost become
A painful shedding of skin.
Three hundred yards!
Several sentry commanders almost simultaneously raised the triangular red flags stuck behind their backs, waved them down suddenly, and exhaled: "First round, shoot!"
Accompanied by the rapid running footsteps and roars of the captains, the sound of gunshots like "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" rang out from behind every soldier who was either prostrate on the crenellations of the low wall or aiming his gun.
The smoke of gunpowder suddenly rose up inside and outside the entire low wall.
The whizzing projectiles traveled rapidly through the air, covering a distance of three hundred yards in just the blink of an eye. They quickly penetrated the leather shields blocking the Mongolian soldiers, and penetrated through with almost no obstruction and shot into them again.
body of.
Sun Erzhu couldn't see clearly whether he hit the target, or whether his companions around him chose the same target as him, but he could clearly see that the surging Mongolian soldiers seemed to have been punched by something.
, the originally uneven front line suddenly shrank backwards and became unevenly thick.
Sun Erzhu didn't allow Sun Erzhu to think too much, so he subconsciously made a habit of moving. He squatted down to take back the gun and began to prepare for the second round of shooting in an orderly manner. At the same time, captain Xu Liang's voice roared again: "Second round of shooting."
,shooting!"
The firecracker behind his head rang out loudly. It was Sun Shan's firecracker. The sparks sprayed out seemed to fall on him, but Sun Erzhu felt nothing. He followed the standard movements during training wholeheartedly and completed it in the shortest time.
Load the ammunition, then hold the gun and aim.
Sokto walked as fast as flying, waving a leather shield with one hand and holding a ring knife in the other hand, moving forward high-spirited.
Behind him, to his left and right, are his subordinates who are constantly running after him. Taking the lead can best reflect the effectiveness at this time. When you are not afraid of danger and death, then your soldiers can also ignore everything.
As a layer of smoke rose from the low wall, Sokoto's heart tightened. He subconsciously raised his shield and shrank back, keeping his body as much as possible behind the shield. His companions also followed the same standard movements, but
This distance puzzled Sokoto.
He knew that the Zhou army seemed to be changing to fire guns. The power of those three-eyed fire guns was really poor. Basically, they could only be fatal within a hundred steps, but this was about three hundred steps. Could it be that the big
Zhou Jun's new fire gun was so powerful, he didn't quite believe it.
But the cruel fact soon gave him a slap in the face. He almost saw Zhemubu's originally steady pace beside him seem to stagger, then stabilized again, but only took two steps, and became wandering again.
Sokoto saw the holes in the opponent's leather shield, and then saw the dark red blood pouring out of the opponent's leather armor. The corners of his mouth began to bleed, and finally he fell to the ground weakly.
Before Sokoto could accept such a cruel reality, he saw another puff of smoke rising from the low wall opposite him. The two soldiers in front of him fell to the ground almost at the same time. The severe pain caused them to huddle on the ground.
Struggled violently.
Sokoto realized the seriousness of the problem. If he could not rush to the low wall to launch an attack in the shortest time, then the Zhou army on the low wall would seize the time to launch the third and fourth rounds of shooting, which would be regarded as a living thing.
The feeling of shooting at a target is too uncomfortable, just like the prey being stared at by a hunter. No matter how hard you struggle, you are always being followed by the hunter's arrows.
The only way is to speed up at all costs, climb up the low wall, and turn the firecrackers of the Zhou army into fire sticks!
