1903, Showdown between Matchlock and Flintlock Thirteen
When you are nervous, your hands become inaccurate.
Either there was too much medicine, or there was too little, or even because the hands were shaking, the medicine spilled out from the mouth of the bottle.
If it is just a single medicine pot, many problems will occur under tension.
Some soldiers even spilled most of the propellant powder.
The Ottomans were very meticulous in their work. They made the priming powder into flour-shaped gunpowder and the propellant into granular gunpowder. However, the relationship between the two is not irreversible and they can be mixed.
However, it is more effective to use medicinal noodles.
He glanced nervously at the opposite side. The Han and Monan Mongolians had already raised their flintlock guns, aiming their black muzzles at this side.
He became even more anxious and his hands were shaking a little.
Shaking his hands, he poured the primer into the gunpowder pool and closed the lid of the gunpowder pool.
He prayed in his heart, don't fire, don't fire, wait until I finish pretending...
He hurriedly opened the vial containing the propellant and poured the propellant from the muzzle of the gun...
He opened his mouth, spit out the pellets he had held in his mouth in advance (a common habit among musketeers at the time), and loaded it from the muzzle.
In order to increase the air tightness, a layer of cloth or paper can be wrapped around the projectile, which is collectively called a "gasket".
Then insert a ramrod (similar to a straight wooden stick) into the muzzle of the gun to pack the lead bullets and gunpowder into the gun.
This step is very demanding. If the pressure is too tight, there will be a lack of gaps. If there is insufficient air, there will be insufficient combustion. A large amount of black powder will be ejected from the muzzle without being fully burned, causing the lead bullet to have a shorter range.
It doesn't work if you press it too loosely, as that will affect the thrust. It's best if it's neither too loose nor too tight.
This step can drive people crazy, it's so damn hard to master.
While he was carefully loading the ammunition, he heard the sound of a gunshot.
The gunshot from the opposite side rang out!
Bang bang bang! The dense firelight formed a line, the smoke rose, and the three rows on the opposite side were submerged in the smoke.
A dense rain of bullets hit everyone.
There was a crackling sound, and most of the people in the middle section of the Heshuote people here were shot.
At this distance, Yang Fan's musket is very accurate.
Because the barrel is made on a boring machine, it is absolutely smooth, and the lead bullets are all nail bullets.
The Hoshuote's reloading was completely interrupted.
The dead lay down motionless, and the not-dead were wailing and rolling all over the ground.
Guns and medicine pots were thrown all over the floor, and they could no longer reload at this time.
With steel-core bullets, as long as it hits, it's over.
Either the bones were broken, or a huge cavity was torn open in the torso.
The internal organs were shattered. The muscles and soft tissues were mashed to pieces.
In this case, it is impossible for a person to stand up again.
Even if he is injured, it is hopeless.
In this season, when the temperature is over ten degrees Celsius and there is strong wind, you will lose a lot of blood and you will die soon.
They also had no reliable first aid methods. It was difficult to stop the bleeding.
Because this is a large-caliber lead bullet or a steel core bullet. Once the two metals with different specific gravity enter the human body, they will lose their stability, resulting in fragmentation and rolling.
Orqituhan's cheeks were trembling, and his fat flesh was trembling.
His heart is bleeding.
He had previously used these musketeers to defeat the surrounding small countries in the Western Region. The effect was so good that he was overjoyed. However, once he faced a truly powerful person, it was no longer enough.
The same goes for Galdan fifty years later.
He naively thought that if he had a 35mm Camel revolving gun, he would definitely win against the Qing army's 15mm muskets.
Because his weapon has a longer range, more powerful projectiles, and stronger armor-piercing capabilities.
And it can also maneuver on the back of a camel.
However, Kangxi cast 780 small French cannons, each weighing 85 kilograms.
It was only five to fifteen millimeters larger than the caliber of his camel cannon, and the projectile was a quarter pound heavier. It had a range of 100 meters and completely reduced his camel city to a pile of minced meat.
On the battlefield, if a weapon is one step ahead, it can suppress you and defeat you. This is an unsolvable problem.
Therefore, almost all today's weapons have other weapons specifically designed to counter it.
The only weapon that cannot defeat natural enemies is the 14.5mm high-level and flat dual-purpose heavy machine gun.
This caliber is a product of a special era during the Cold War.
Ayu'er and Dai Qing were lucky, they didn't hit him this round.
But his front, back, left, and right were empty. Because the person behind him stepped out and was hit.
He looked around in horror and found that there was no one alive within seven kubu of him.
"Ah!" He yelled in horror and dropped the rifle to the ground.
Then the fire continued on the opposite side.
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The smoke completely enveloped the other side. They could only see white smoke and could not see the people on the other side at all.
At this time the wind stopped for a while.
Although the inside of the smoke could not be seen, the sound of gunfire like exploding beans from the opposite side never stopped.
After the initial panic, the infantry army quickly calmed down and
They performed at the level of five rounds per minute, and with the three-stage shooting, they could fire ten rounds per minute.
The rain of bullets continued, as if there was no end to it.
The Heshuote people were beaten until they were rolling around and fell to the ground one after another, wailing all over the place.
Three minutes later, when the strong wind blew again, the smoke dissipated and the Ming army on the opposite side appeared in front of them.
At this moment, the middle section of the Heshuote's musketeer array was completely empty.
There were only a few people standing there dumbly and at a loss.
Orqitu Khan spurted out a mouthful of blood.
In addition to the 2,000 people who were killed and injured at the beginning, there were about 4,000 people in the middle section. However, after the Ming army opened fire, more than 3,000 people were killed and wounded in almost a few minutes.
The musketeers on the left and right wings were so frightened that they looked at the empty middle section and immediately understood what had happened.
They know not to fill in the middle.
This is a bottomless pit. If they fill it in, it will soon be wiped out.
Bey was stunned. What kind of musket was this? How could it have such a high rate of fire and such a high accuracy?
How can we fight this battle!
Didi da da! Didi da da! The bugle sounded, and the waist drum rumbled again.
The 18 battalions of the Ming army uniformly carried flintlock rifles and started walking, approaching the Heshuote people.
Yang Fan waved his hand and said: "Ask the Sauron Infantry Regiment to follow, and the Cavalry and the rest of the Jia Ding Regiment to mount their horses and follow orders at any time."
"All the cavalry, rush forward immediately and chop these musketeers to death." Orqitu Khan trembled with anger.
The Musketeers were defeated, completely defeated.
Even if he still has 10,000 musketeers, there is no point in continuing to fight. It is just to fuel the tactics. There are enough strong men in his Heshuo special department to fill it. This is simply a bottomless pit.
He knew that Yang Fan had no shortage of ammunition and his musket could keep firing.
In this season, water dripping turns into ice, so it is not easy for the barrel to overheat.
There is still a wind outlet here, and strong winds can blow rocks all over the mountain.
Thirty thousand cavalrymen, under the command of the Oxhorn, began to form a team.
Yang Fan looked at the opposite side, smiled and said to the ladies: "Look, Orqitu Khan can't afford to lose, he is going to play rough."
Xiao Niangpi said with disdain: "Humph, he is no match for the cavalry. Master, what should we do?"
Yang Fan thought about it and decided to stay prudent and not be reckless.
"Ask the musketeers to retreat inside the fortifications, push the direct artillery of each battalion up the defense line, and prepare to meet the cavalry attack."