"Woo————"
The low sound of conches rose into the sky, and the Qing army's formation became anxious again and rushed forward.
Naturally, ordinary archers cannot shoot while walking. Only a small number of elite archers can throw arrows at intervals during the march.
With the sound of the conch horn, the arrows fired from the Qing army's formation became sparse for a while, and the pressure on the Hanzhong army's front formation suddenly lightened.
However, the gunmen of the Hanzhong Army in the front line did not relax at all. The Qing army was not far in front of them, and they were getting closer and faster.
How can one maintain a normal mind under such circumstances?
Seventy steps, sixty steps.
The Qing army walked a distance of nearly twenty steps. The four six-pound cannons in the Hanzhong army roared again. The cannons popped out and once again caused chaos in the Qing army's formation. This time, the Qing army had three more A shield car was beaten to pieces.
Unlike iron cannons, well-made bronze cannons can shoot two to three rounds per minute. During continuous bombardment, the gunner usually controls one round per minute to allow the barrel time to dissipate heat.
However, in an emergency, up to four rounds can be fired per minute, provided that the process of clearing the chamber is cancelled.
Canceling the process of clearing the barrel will result in too much gunpowder remaining in the barrel. Early muzzleloaders were fired with black powder, which would leave a lot of residue in the barrel after firing.
Approaching the distance of sixty steps, the ferocity of the Qing army was completely aroused.
As the distance got closer and closer, the Qing army's bows and arrows became more and more accurate and cruel.
This distance was already within the armor-piercing range of the Eternal Gun, but Chen Wang had no intention of ordering the gun to be fired.
"Brother..."
Chen Gong held the horse gun in his hand tightly. He was extremely anxious in his heart. He didn't understand why Chen Wang didn't order the gun to be fired at such a close distance.
If we don't fire the gun from this distance, if we go twenty steps further, it will be the killing range of Jiannu's heavy arrows.
Within a range of forty steps, even wearing two layers of armor, it was difficult to withstand Jiannu's heavy arrows.
Jiannu's heavy arrows were both powerful and accurate. These hunters who were born in the white water and black mountains were extremely skilled in shooting.
When an arrow is shot, the target is often hit in critical places such as the throat and face.
When they were in Liaodong, they suffered big losses.
It is precisely because of the losses that the Liaodong Army will prepare most of its cavalry with two bows, one Kaiyuan soft bow for cavalry combat, and the other heavy bow for infantry combat.
The Qing army used shield vehicles, but they used chariots, and they were able to fight back and forth with a little back and forth during the shooting.
But at the moment, the gunmen in the front line are not covered by chariots or blocked by shields. The only thing that can provide protection for them is the armor on their bodies.
Many archers in the Qing army had strong bows and arrows, and they had already replaced them with heavy arrows at a distance of sixty steps.
The sound of the bow string vibrating was almost inaudible above the noisy battlefield, but no one dared to ignore this sound.
As heavy arrows shot out rapidly from the Qing army's formation, the casualties of the Hanzhong army's front line gunners suddenly increased, and at the same time, the Hanzhong army was inevitably shaken.
Sixty steps.
Fifty steps.
Forty steps!
With the sound of gold ringing, the Qing army's formation suddenly stopped.
"Brother!"
Chen Gong was extremely anxious. The Qing army was already close to forty steps away, but Chen Wang had not yet given the order.
He just watched helplessly as one gunner after another in the front line fell down meaninglessly, but he couldn't do anything.
The artillerymen in the front line were already shaken, and the screams of being hit by arrows were endless. The area where the four six-pound cannons in the front line were located was even more focused by Jiannu's bows and arrows. Several artillerymen fell to the ground with arrows, and their lives were unknown. .
Chen Gong looked towards the left and right wings.
The two battalions of Supervisors under Sun Chuanting on the left and right wings were already filled with smoke and flashing with fire, and they were already engaged in a shootout with the Qing army.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The thick sound of war drums was already ringing on both wings, and the low sounds of horns were heard one after another.
After Sun Chuanting supervised the formation of the two battalions, the Ming army, like a tide, was forming forward. The leading cavalry had already galloped to the flanks and started a confrontation with the Mongolian cavalry in the Qing army.
"Woo————"
The low sound of conch shells sounded again, drawing Chen Gong's eyes back to the front line of the Qing army.
A group of archers in the front formation of the Qing army were drawing their bows together, and they had already nocked heavy arrows.
The sharp weapons of the Ming army caused them to suffer a great loss. All of them felt a breath of evil in their hearts.
When the Ming army's formation is broken, they will kill all these Nikans to vent their hatred!
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The Qing army approached forty steps and asked to fire three arrows quickly. In a few seconds, more than thousands of feather arrows could be poured out.
Forty steps flat shot, the power of the heavy arrow, its potential can penetrate heavy armor and pierce poplar wood.
Although the gunmen in the front line were wearing two layers of armor, they were still unable to withstand the heavy arrows of the Qing army.
"Brother!!!"
Chen Gong gritted his teeth and tightened the command flag in his hand.
His voice even vibrated with urgency.
At this moment, Chen Gong finally saw Chen Wang raise his right hand that had been holding the riding crop.
"Sing the swan sound and fire the gun!!!"
Chen Gong raised the flag in his hand high, spurred his horse forward, and galloped away, roaring loudly.
The flag waved, and the loud swan sound soared into the sky, instantly spreading throughout the entire Hanzhong Army formation.
The next moment, four rows of musketeers simultaneously pulled the triggers of their muskets.
The flames of the front line of the Hanzhong Army suddenly appeared and formed a continuous line in front of them. Along with the explosion of firecrackers, thick white smoke also rose immediately.
The dazzling and sharp flames shot out by the cannon can make people feel terrified even when viewed from a distance.
In an instant, the entire front line of the Hanzhong Army was shrouded in smoke.
Viewed from the air, it looks like a white smoke dragon conjured out of thin air.
The Oath Cannon can break through armor within seventy steps, two layers of armor within fifty steps, and three layers of armor within forty steps.
At this time, the Qing army happened to be within forty steps.
Nearly half of the Qing army's shield chariots had been destroyed while marching, and most of the Qing army's infantry were no longer covered by the shield chariots.
Nearly a thousand cannons were fired almost at the same time. The gas pressure generated by the ignition of the gunpowder pushed the lead bullets in the cannon tubes to shoot out rapidly.
The distance of forty steps was only an instant, and thousands of lead bullets flew towards them.
Whether it was cotton armor, chain armor, cloth-covered iron armor or bright iron armor, they did not provide much decent protection for their owners.
The lead bullets carrying huge kinetic energy easily penetrated their armor, then rolled into their bodies, and then continued to deform and disintegrate in their muscles and bones.
The front line of the Qing army seemed to be swept halfway by a storm. Under the effect of the cavity effect, streams of blood arrows spattered out.
The fishy smell of blood permeated everywhere in an instant.
The distance of forty steps is the distance at which the Qing army's heavy arrows can be fired flatly, and it is also the distance at which the Qing army's heavy arrows are most powerful.
But what the Qing army didn't know was that the distance of forty steps was also the distance at which the Oath Gun was most powerful.
At such a close distance, even the hit rate of ordinary fire guns is not low.
For Haishu equipped with a gun stock, a crosshair, and a rear sight, the hit rate is even higher.
The whistling lead bullets almost swept across the front line of the Qing army. Except for the area protected by shield vehicles, there were almost no people in the first and second rows of the Qing army's array in the remaining areas who could stand.
The entire battlefield was cleared, the Qing army's front line was stagnant, and even the sound of the golden drum and snail trumpet paused briefly.
Erhe stood there blankly, still maintaining the posture of buckling the string. He had not figured out what was going on. He only saw a burst of fire in front of him, and then nothing happened in front of him. The armored soldiers and soldiers standing in front of him were Almost all the followers fell to the ground.
The shrill wailing sound spread throughout the entire front array in an instant, but the wailing sound was suppressed by a louder roar before the Qing army's array lasted for less than a breath.
The louder roar came from in front of them, from the Hanzhong Army's military formation.
In the front line of the Hanzhong Army, four six-pound cannons that had been loaded with shotguns simultaneously made deafening explosions.
Hundreds of shotgun shells weighing more than one or two weight spurted out from the four six-pound gun barrels driven by gunpowder. Thick smoke rose with a huge roar. The smoke dragons above the array bared their teeth and claws. It also jumped together.
Terrifying screams resounded across the wilderness, and countless lead bullets hit the Qing army's lines, sweeping over like a raging wave.
The Qing army's front line had just been baptized by fire cannons. Those soldiers who were still standing had not yet recovered from the previous firing of cannons, and they were bombarded by artillery again.
At a distance of forty steps, lead bullets sprayed almost directly into the Qing army's formation, and clouds of blood mist exploded from the Qing army's formation.
Many of the Qing soldiers standing at the front didn't even hum, and were immediately beaten into pieces.
Some of the flying shotguns hit the ground, and the huge impact pushed the lead bullets to lift up the turf on the ground, raising a large amount of smoke rabbits.
The originally strict front line of the Qing army became intertwined, and there were bloody scenes everywhere.
Erhe was trembling all over, his face turned pale, and he fell to the ground helplessly.
He didn't know what was happening, he didn't know why it was happening.
It's not that he didn't rush through the Ming army's artillery formation, nor that he didn't move forward against the Ming army's artillery.
But this was indeed the first time he encountered such a situation. Why were the Ming army's fire cannons so sharp? The three-layer heavy armor was as fragile as paper under the Ming army's fire cannons.
Why did the Ming army's red-coated cannon fire so fast?
Why can those Ming army gunners stand so close?
Why could those Ming army gunners remain motionless despite the rain of arrows?
Erhe's head was in chaos, and he had almost lost the ability to think.
"Help me...save me..."
"Eniang..."
The shrill wails echoed around Erhe, lingering in Erhe's ears like a demonic sound, impacting Erhe's last psychological defense line.
The original Qing army's front line had turned into a Shura hell. The front line was filled with corpses, various body parts and pieces of flesh were scattered on the ground, and there were bloody scenes everywhere.
The grass in front that had been torn apart by artillery shells was still emitting white smoke.
The fishy smell, the smell of gunpowder smoke, and all kinds of smells are mixed together, which is disgusting.
Severe pain came from his right shoulder. Erhe turned his head with difficulty and looked at his right shoulder, but in the end he saw nothing, only blood on the ground.
The scene in front of him reminded Erhe. He seemed to have been hit by something, and then fell to the ground.
This time, the god of luck no longer favored him. The cannonball really hit him and took away almost his entire right shoulder.
Severe pain tortured Erhe's nerves, and the fear of death lingered in his mind.
Erhe's heart was filled with ice, and his fear of death even made him ignore the physical pain.
This fear also became the last straw that overwhelmed Erhe's spirit.
"help me……"
Erhe raised his left hand with difficulty and raised his head. He wanted to cry, to beg, and to hope that someone would lend a helping hand.
But the blood gushing from his throat blocked his mouth, leaving him speechless.
Severe pain tortured his nerves all the time, and the strength in his body disappeared like running water.
Everything is in vain after all...
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!!!"
In the Hanzhong Army's military formation, the war drums that had been silent for a long time were suddenly beaten at this moment.
The blue flags of the central army waved, followed by the sound of gold, and the gunmen in the front line quickly changed their formations, from horizontal lines to vertical lines in the blink of an eye.
The Hanzhong army was in the formation, and the drum beaters raised their drumsticks and beat the drums violently.
Amid the high-spirited drumbeats, a group of Hanzhong Army soldiers lined up behind the gun formation moved forward.
They have practiced this kind of tactics countless times on the school grounds and on the battlefield, and they move forward and stop smoothly.
As the sun sets over the western mountains, the setting sun is like blood, coating the entire world with a layer of blood.
The rapid beat of the foot drum sounded. More than two thousand Hanzhong Army soldiers were divided into two formations and marched forward in unison to the beat of the foot drum.
The cavalry from the Qian Headquarters of the First Cavalry led by Chen Gong have all dismounted and joined the ranks.
They were wearing heavy armor, wearing bright helmets on their heads, holding strong bows, clasping the bowstrings tightly, and were in the back line.
In the front line are the armored soldiers of the 1,000 Infantry Headquarters and the 2,000 Infantry Headquarters.
They were wearing red mandarin duck linings, cyan waist-length armor, and round helmets with red tassels on their heads, striding forward.
Countless spears shot straight into the sky, forming an endless forest of spears and halberds.
The armor was clanking, and the armor leaves were constantly colliding with each other as they marched, making a slight clanking sound.
More than two thousand armored soldiers marched forward in unison, like the sound of clear spring flowing.
"Tiger!"
The last cry resounded in the Hanzhong Army's formation. More than two thousand Hanzhong Army's armored soldiers looked ahead, raised their swords high, and took steps towards the chaotic Qing army's formation!
