Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

"Dismount and fight back!"

Zu Zerun gave an order, and the Qing army also reined in their horses.

The soldiers took off their muskets from their horses and loaded them nervously.

At this time, the Qing cavalry was divided into two, so the original numerical advantage had been offset.

The two sides formed a long snake formation, facing each other within thirty steps.

At this distance, whoever loads the bullet first will win!

This is essentially a queue to be shot...

While the Qing army was nervously loading projectiles, the Ming army, which had pre-loaded projectiles in advance, had already loaded gunpowder on the trigger pool.

"shot!"

Ma Dai roared angrily and clasped his index finger.

The spring drives the faucet, and the flint tightly clamped on the faucet hits the chopping board.

"Crack!"

A spark fell on the gunpowder that triggered the pool.

"Boom!

\"Bang!"

\"Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

A hail of bullets pounced on the Qing army.

At a distance of thirty steps, the accuracy rate of the matchlock gun was already as high as [-]%.

In an instant, the Qing army's formation was thinned by less than half.

At least two hundred Qing cavalry fell on the ground.

Zu Zerun was also shot.

Fortunately, he was wearing cotton armor with iron sheets inside. Although his breath was not smooth, he was not penetrated by the bullet.

It's a pity that all the gunpowder I wanted to pour into the gun was spilled.

Zu Zerun gritted his teeth and refused to look at the huge casualties. He took out another bamboo tube, bit off the plug with his teeth, and was about to pour the gunpowder into it.

Who knows, when I see the Ming army on the opposite side, the soldiers who have finished shooting their bullets casually hang their muskets on their saddles...

Then he took out a musket from the other side of the saddle.

"I'm so fucked!"

"The Ming army actually has two guns?"

Zu Zerun's face changed drastically.

He was about to pounce on the horse's belly so that he could use the horse's broad body to block the bullet.

Who would have known that in such a flash of lightning, the Ming army had already poured the triggering medicine again.

"Clap clap clap!"

Without even taking five breaths, the Ming army's second round of bullets came over again.

At this time, the Qing soldiers had not yet compacted the projectiles...

The rain of bullets has already fallen on their heads!

"Puff puff puff!"

Flowers of blood bloomed on the smoke-filled battlefield.

The Qing army's no longer thick formation was reduced by half again.

"Oh!"

The bullet hit Zu Zerun's hat, knocking his helmet off to the ground.

Turning around to look, there were only about [-] sparse people left behind.

Zu Zerun was scared.

From the time the two armies charged each other, it only lasted two minutes.

However, more than 1000 Qing troops have fallen!

This ferocious firepower immediately stunned the Qing cavalry.

Even during the recent defeat at the hands of Li Zicheng, Dashun's firepower was not so fierce!

The Qing army was so stunned that they even forgot to escape.

……

Not to mention humans, even animals, once they collide with a beast, they will tuck their tails between their legs, tremble and hide aside, not daring to move.

Just like the always cunning mouse, when he met a cat, he could only lie on the ground and pretend to be dead...

Seeing the other party hanging the gun on the saddle again.

Zu Zerun opened his mouth to roar:

"Quickly withdraw..."

Oh my god, the Ming army actually has three guns?

Run now!

Before he could say anything, he saw the Ming army hanging up their muskets and walking towards him with empty hands!

Zu Zerun, who had never fired a bullet since turning around, suddenly had a sinister smile on his face.

"Damn it, you guys have finally finished cumming, now it's my turn!"

"Don't panic, reload!"

Zu Zerun roared angrily.

I don’t believe it. At a distance of thirty steps, you can outrun a musket!

Under Zu Zerun's order, the Qing soldiers continued the loading process that had been frequently interrupted by the Ming army.

Thirty steps away...

In the Ming Dynasty, one step was five feet, and the ground ruler measured 32.7 centimeters, which converted into 49.05 steps is [-] meters.

For this distance, it would take an ordinary person six to seven seconds even if he ran empty-handed on a professional track.

Wearing dozens of kilograms of armor and still marching in the rugged wilderness, it takes at least about 30 seconds.

This time is enough for the musketeer to finish loading and start shooting.

Because in the data records, the rate of fire of elite matchlock gunners is three rounds per minute!

Let’s take a look at the regular methods of the Eight Banners Army:

Hurry up to within thirty paces, then dismount to reload and shoot.

If the enemy counterattacks, immediately ride away and wait for the enemy to shoot, then repeat this action again.

And if the enemy escapes, he will chase him on horseback until he is thirty steps away, and then repeat the action.

……

Every action in the military has a reason.

The reason why they set such combat requirements was that they had already conducted comprehensive experiments.

Zu Zerun is an old "Han Banner". As early as 13 years ago, when Zu Dashou first surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, he became a Japanese devil.

Uh!

Two Tartars.

As a member of a family of military generals from the Ming Dynasty and an old Tatar for more than ten years, Zu Zerun instantly understood what to choose.

He yelled again and again:

"Load! Load!"

Three hundred Qing army knights continued to reload in a hurry.

At this moment, he saw Ma Dai taking a few steps forward, and more than 600 knights formed a horizontal line.

With little need for Ma Dai's command, the soldiers reached into their arms and took out a small gadget.

Then, with the other hand, he took out a small tube of gunpowder.

Pull out the plug, reach out and pour the gunpowder onto the trigger pool.

"Fuck!"

Zu Zerun’s face changed drastically:

"Again?"

But more than 600 Ming troops clenched their guns, aimed at the Qing troops ahead, and fired the triggers in unison.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

Smoke filled the battlefield...

……

The Qing army on the right was pursued by the Ming army's knights. After the popularization of new weapons and the change of combat rules, the Ming army suffered heavy casualties.

The Qing army on the left made an arc and returned to the rear of the army.

Look at the center of the battlefield again.

Ma Peng and his gunners kept advancing against the Qing army.

Five hundred infantrymen were arranged in three horizontal lines, holding firecrackers, ready to fight at any time.

But the dozen or so soulless ones at the front were divided into two teams and moved forward alternately.

The Qing infantry, caught in the middle, was under indiscriminate bombardment all the time.

The blood soaked the yellow earth under your feet into a muddy swamp...

The Qing cavalry who exited the battlefield from the left side had less than 700 people left.

……

From the time the cannon started roaring until now, it only lasted 3 minutes.

The huge casualties made Shang Kexi’s eyes turn red!

He could never have imagined why the Ming army, which had been so defeated before and even lost the capital, would suddenly unleash such power in such a short period of time!

Shang Kexi can't figure it out...

Zu Dashou's eldest son, Zu Zepu, was trembling all over.