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Chapter 183 Field Massacre

Yang Ming was chasing and slashing wildly with his men and killing. In his eyes, bandits were just a group of lambs, not worth mentioning. The more they killed, the more crazy they became, and the more proud they became.
But at this moment, many brightly-clad cavalrymen appeared from afar and were investigating their situation. Yang Ming didn't know where the other party came from, so he just called his subordinates to rush up frantically.
The Guanning Army screamed, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer. The sharp sabers were raised high, which was particularly terrifying. At this moment, a shocking scene appeared. The other party suddenly took out a musket, knocked the trigger more than thirty steps away, and the smoke of the gun rose. The Guanning Army's cavalry fell off their horses as if they were electric shocked.
It seemed that the other party was not satisfied. After one shot, he immediately changed to another musket. The gunshot sounded and blood splashed on his chest. Two and three layers of armor may be useful in facing swords, but in front of the musket, it became vulnerable.
Even the best cotton armor is lined with metal plates and copper nails on the outside, but after being hit by a lead ball, even if the armor is not penetrated, the huge kinetic energy is directly transmitted to the flesh and blood body.
The strong impact can easily break the muscles and bones and damage the internal organs. Guan Ningjun, who was shot, opened his mouth and squirted wildly, and the blood arrows mixed with the internal organs fell in front of the horse. The man fell under the horse, twitching, losing his last vitality.
When Yang Ming saw this scene from afar, his chin was shocked. He didn't see the other party's fuse burning, and he raised his hand and fired the gun. It was really unacceptable!
In fact, this is just a rare and strange thing about Yang Ming. The scout An** used the self-generated musket. Gu Zhenhua brought out many self-generated muskets from the capital. In the eighth year of Chongzhen, Bi Maokang, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue in Nanjing, first built self-generated muskets, and used flint bolts instead of the flint bolts. It was the earliest flint bolt in my country recorded.
The flintlock rifle uses a trigger to drive the hammer to strike the flint sheet through a spring. The rapid friction with the flint sheet produces spark-igniting gunpowder, so there is no need to drag a long ignited flint during combat like a flint gun. It cannot be used in rainy days, and the light of the flint can easily expose the shooter at night.
There is no doubt that this is a huge progress, but due to the deterioration of the financial resources of the Ming Dynasty at that time, it was unable to promote them. Moreover, the number of them was created was too small and many of the problems were not solved. These self-generated muskets were not mature and were very difficult to manufacture.
The most important thing is a strong spring, which is very difficult to produce. When it is stimulated, it requires a lot of force. The result will affect the aiming.
Gu Zhenhua also asked Ge Jiangshi and others to study hard and produce suitable self-generated muskets as soon as possible. Of course, the existing self-generated muskets cannot be wasted. After the installation, they will be equipped with elite soldiers at night.
When they were running on horseback, there was obviously no time to ignite the fuse, and the self-generated muskets became the most suitable weapon. Each cavalry had three, and there were as many as forty or fifty cavalry, and they easily killed more than twenty cavalrymen. Then they retreated proudly. Yang Ming did not dare to send anyone to chase him.
"Go and check it out for me. Whose troops is it?"
The scouts of the Guanning Army were also sent out. They saw the banner of An from afar. The flags were waving like a red ocean. Among the numerous flags, a large flag more than three meters high was embroidered with golden Gu characters, which fluttered in the wind, which was particularly conspicuous.
install**!
Yang Ming also made a thunderbolt in his mind. It was just a few months before, and the painful lessons from Shanhaiguan were still vivid in his mind. Wu Sangui was shot with a bow and arrow by Gu Zhenhua, and two of his front teeth were lost. A good heroic general was completely disfigured.
Moreover, the Guanning Army was even more heartbroken. Whenever they thought of it, they were shuddering. Although from Wu Sangui to every soldier, they kept telling themselves that surrendering to the Qing Dynasty was to follow the number of days, and those who knew the times were heroes, and they had no mistakes.
However, this self-deception idea still failed to convince myself. There was another powerful voice in my heart constantly warning them that selling off the country and betraying the enemy would be a traitor!
"General, what do you think should you do?"
"What else can I do? Kill and defeat them. Our Guanning Army is fearless, wash away the shame with blood, kill Gu Zhenhua, and wipe out An**!"
Yang Ming roared wildly, and the Guanning army immediately prepared for the battle. Yang Ming brought more than 5,000 subordinates, all of whom were cavalry, including more than 2,000 elite armored soldiers.
Logically speaking, these men and horses were enough to defeat tens of thousands of infantrymen. However, Yang Ming still did not dare to be careless. He first let the cavalry clash back and forth, causing dust to rise and dust to fill the dust. People shouted and neighed, as if there were thousands of troops, and the momentum was very terrifying.
This kind of bluff may be enough to deal with others, but it is too much worse to deal with An**. Yue Polu and the others were all from Guanning Army. They knew these tricks clearly and were too lazy to respond.
"Mr. Master, let's keep our energy and wait until they make enough trouble and don't have the energy to deal with these scums!"
Gu Zhenhua stood on the tall podium. This podium was composed of two side vans, about one meter high, and there was a solid ceiling on it, which could withstand arrows. Standing on it, you could clearly see everything.
"The whole army sat down, the scout was vigilant, and then told Gao Hongtu that the time for the artillery to show off is coming, seize the opportunity and give me a good blow!"
"Abide by the order!"
The messenger went down immediately. After waiting for half an hour, Yang Ming and the others had already struggled enough and rushed towards An **.
After the last miserable defeat, Wu Sangui also learned from his mistakes and thought about many ways to deal with the musket soldiers. The most important reason for the last miserable defeat was to increase troops in batches and use the tactic of adding fuel to the oil, but was calmly eliminated.
Therefore, this time Yang Ming learned his lesson and put the main force at once, with 500 elite armored soldiers in front, responsible for the impact, and the archers then mainly attract fire from the front. Once the two sides fell into a melee, the subsequent troops would immediately disperse, use the advantage of cavalry and shooting to attack An**'s wings, and finally break through the entire formation.
An** improved the tactics, and Guan Ningjun was not idle either. This old enemy once again met on the battlefield.
The war horses leaped and the tigers were leaping, and the knights were extremely fierce. The cavalry that dominated the war for thousands of years once again showed their ferocious true nature. The horse heads were all over the city, like a flood that broke through the dam, rushing forward, like a bamboo shoot.
This time, facing the Guanning Army, the ones in the front were no longer all the veterans. Gu Zhenhua became more and more precious to his veterans. According to his vision, these veterans no longer need to act as consumables. They should act as the most critical strategic reserve force like Napoleon's old guards.
When the veterans are dispatched is the time to decide the outcome! But the new recruits are not yet mature at the moment, so Gu Zhenhua arranged the first battalion of veterans and the two battalions of new recruits in front, leading the new recruits with the old, so that the new recruits can mature quickly.
Looking at the cavalry sweeping over, the veterans were not afraid at all, with a relaxed expression on their faces, while the recruits were much worse. Although they were still standing straight, their muscles were tight and their palms were sweating, and they were obviously quite afraid.
"Brothers, don't worry, the sky falls, brothers of artillery will take over first!" Xie Bin smiled and comforted the big guys.
Sure enough, as the Guanning Army approached little by little, the artillery soldiers commanded by Gao Hongtu were ready for combat. The last time they dealt with Zu Kefa, the artillery soldiers were only all the tiger squat cannons, but this time it was different. Fifteen bronze cannons of Franco-machine were transported from Guide.
These cannons are much more weight than tiger squat cannons, so they are equipped with special sports cars. The combat effectiveness depends on this time!
The Guanning Army quickly entered a distance of 500 steps. At this distance, the artillery scattered a lot of caltrops in advance to delay the enemy. However, as the Guanning Army rushed by quickly, few people were caught, Gao Hongtu's face became a little gloomy.
Three hundred and fifty steps!
Ideal attack distance!
"shooting!"
A roar of shells came out, and the cavalrymen who were charging saw dazzling flames flashing in front of them, and large balls of white eyes rose into the air. Then, fiery iron balls were spinning and smashing at them.
The medium-sized Franco cannon fired a shell slightly larger than an adult's fist. No matter whether it hits a person or a highly rotating iron ball, it will tear it out a huge blood hole, and there is no hope of survival. What's even more terrifying is that the high-speed shell will bounce and roll on the hard ground, and most of them will not die when they are hit, but the injuries are terrible.
Fifteen iron balls came to the front, and the Guanning army was full of cavalry. Although there were several horse positions separated from front, back, left and right, there were too many people, and five shells hit the horse directly.
A cannonball directly smashed the head of a general flag away. His body, wearing three layers of heavy armor, was still running wildly with the war horse. His headless neck was like a fountain. His body twitched, and blood spilled all the way. After a while, the headless body fell down and splashed dust all over the ground.
An iron ball directly made a huge blood hole on the body of a galloping war horse. The war horse neighed, and a horse stumbled, directly throwing the knight on its back several meters away. Before the knight could stand up, he was hit by the horse that was about to rush up behind him, and then he was stepped into meat paste by the rolling cavalry.
A large number of cavalry rushed forward. Especially when they were running wildly, the most rude thing was to fall off the horse. In order to control the horse's stance, the knights behind them would not show mercy to their subordinates, and rushed up and bumped into them. Ninety-ninety percent of the fallen knights were trampled into meat paste.
Under one round of artillery attack, the Guanning Army suffered considerable casualties, more than twenty people were killed and more than a dozen were injured.
Gu Zhenhua held the telescope and looked carefully, showing a proud expression on his face. No matter how powerful the cavalry is, he is not a match for the firearm!
Chapter completed!
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