A stream of warm liquid flowed from his crotch.
Hatu's legs weakened and he collapsed to the ground. He's not a coward. He was also a well-known warrior, but this one, this demon wielding a flaming whip, suddenly took away all his strength.
Today, from early morning to afternoon, his nerves suffered endless torture.
This, the addition of the hand-operated Gartley machine gun, became the straw that broke the camel's back.
He was lying on the ground like a dog, feeling despair in his heart and his vision turned black.
Those behind thought the Centurion had been shot. Go past him and continue to charge forward. The Mongolians a hundred meters behind picked up their bows and arrows and shot.
Dense arrows of light and heavy arrows also rained down near the city wall.
Because at this moment, in addition to the terrifying fire whip, the shooting ports on the city wall and under the city wall opened fire again.
The fire door guns fired one after another started again.
On the city wall, after firing nine consecutive rounds, they began to change the barrel of the gun. The sound of nine consecutive rounds of firecrackers sounded again from the shooting port under the city wall. The upper and lower coordination becomes smoother and smoother, almost perfectly connected.
After a long period of hard training, the complete integration was finally completed on the battlefield today.
Because the person responsible for defending the side carriages is the carriage camp group composed of guarding Qianhu. In charge of the first city wall are three regiments of militia. They and the machine gun battalion are not affiliated with each other. Naturally, you hit yourself.
It was their duty to guard the city walls and chariots. Now that the artillery fire has stopped, the Mongols have rushed up, and naturally they have to fight them back.
The machine gun battalion essentially just supports their operations.
This is the basic rule for Yang Fan's troops to fight. Do your own thing well, and everything will remain the same without new orders.
At the feet of these men lay bundles of loaded gun barrels, ten in a bundle.
They didn't even look at the enemy, because they were everywhere. They just mechanically lit up the high-speed fuses with fire sticks and lit them from beginning to end.
After emptying one barrel, he quickly replaced it with another. The empty and hot barrel was thrown directly back, and someone behind him was responsible for storing and reloading it. This way you don't have to worry about overheating when changing the barrel.
The more they fought, the more skilled they became, and it only took fifteen seconds to empty a nine-round barrel. Including the time to replace the barrel, one minute is enough to shoot two barrels. The intensive firing of eighteen bullets directly scattered the rushing Mongols into a large area.
At this time, the repeating guns on the city wall were already firing in turns, knocking over the Mongols who rushed within thirty meters. The hand-operated Gatling gun on the high platform began to extend its firepower, shooting at the middle and rear of the heavy Mongolian troop group.
Han Deqin became more and more comfortable with the machine gun in his hand. He has very good eyesight. He was selected because he was a special shooter. People like him have good eyesight.
He saw that the enemies swept by the flames of his machine gun turned into flying pieces of meat piece by piece, and he felt that his blood was boiling uncontrollably. His hometown is on the Xuanfu side, and his home is in the countryside.
Every year before winter, the Mongols come to loot as much as they can. It has been too cold these years, and many people have starved to death on the grasslands.
He often had fellow villagers killed by the Mongols, and he harbored a deep hatred for the Mongols.
If we talk about the three-stage attack of the musket, it is possible to rush up and kill the musketeer with cold weapons. The nine-shot gun at close range has a rate of fire of eighteen rounds per minute, making it difficult to rush up. And under the fire of a Gatling gun with a rate of fire of one hundred rounds per minute, it was almost impossible to escape.
As the bugle sounded, all the machine gun crews knew that this was an order to extend the firepower.
Han Deqin immediately raised the muzzle of the machine gun too high and began to shoot at the middle part of the Mongols.
A magazine would be empty in ten seconds, and then it would take five seconds for the man on the left side of the machine gun to pull out the old magazine and throw it onto the sacks laid out in several layers under the table. The man to the right of the machine gun. Immediately insert a new magazine into the machine gun.
Then the machine gun spit out a tongue of flame again. A tongue of flame is twenty-five bullets.
With such a large caliber, the Gatling gun's one-meter-two-meter-long ultra-long barrel has an effective range of five hundred meters, which is one mile in this era.
It takes five minutes to walk one mile, or even trot. Now the entire one-mile range is within the shooting range of the Gatling gun.
There is no safe place in the depth of the entire attacking group.
After the Gatling gun began to fire in depth, the Mongolian attack group became a battlefield at the same time. This subverts the Mongolians' cognition.
In traditional battlefields, the front is the most dangerous, and the back is not dangerous at the moment. Except for the bow and arrow projectiles that will cause damage to the front half of the military formation, in other cases, soldiers from both sides fight on the front line. The soldiers behind were in no danger.
However, now that the Gatling gun has been put into use, there is no longer a distinction between front and rear on the battlefield. The height of the high platform is more than ten meters, which is enough to see far away.
The dense fire whip flew like a burning sickle and landed on the crowd.
Because the shooting position is relatively high, and the Mongolian formation is relatively dense. Most of the sickle-shaped fire lines in a group of twenty-five rounds were concentrated on the Mongolian's head and upper body.
The head was hit by a bullet. Such a large bullet directly shattered the head, turned into a bloody mist, fell on the shoulder, and directly separated the upper limbs from the torso.
If the bullet hits the arm, the arm will basically be missing.
The huge warhead caused horrific wounds. Once it was hit, a large area of muscle, soft tissue, and bones were all shattered, and the blood atomized. There was no way to give first aid or stop the bleeding.
If he was shot and died in battle, there would be no rescue value at all. Moreover, the Mongols did not have a battlefield rescue system.
The machine guns directly blinded the Mongols. They had only seen people killed by thrown arrows, but they had never seen people who looked like they had been churned by a meat grinder.
The Mongols' confidence completely collapsed. They ran around in panic, trying to avoid the scythe of death.
But the sickle-shaped line of fire composed of twenty-five rounds of bullets still flew one by one and landed on the Mongolian's head and torso.
Each one brings a bloody mess.
The little girl suddenly felt that her throat was dry. She had enjoyed watching the machine guns sweep across the Mongols. Her men had been killed and wounded in the battle with Jiannu and Duoyan on the grassland. She felt very relieved.
However, every time the machine gun's line of fire fell, there were stumps of limbs and meat everywhere, and internal organs flying everywhere. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she bent over and started to vomit.
Soon, she vomited, and Lin Yueru couldn't bear it anymore, so she bent over and vomited.
Yang Fan quickly called to the maid who was also wearing a military uniform, and quickly helped the two ladies in. He couldn't let them look at each other anymore, otherwise it would be bad if they were left with psychological trauma.
Battlefield syndrome is not easy to treat.
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