Yanguli was a brave and courageous general. Ever since he started the uprising with Nurhachi, he had to break through the enemy's formation and attack first. That was why he had obtained the most glorious position of a supreme duke as a subject with a foreign surname. Usually, Huang Taiji paid more attention to him than the average Baylor. He didn't believe that such an ordinary county town could stop him.
Yanguli and the other soldiers exchanged glances. Although the few Jia La Zhang Jing's expressions were serious, they still had the confidence to take down this city. Their eyes were very optimistic. Yanguly no longer hesitated and shouted,
"Everyone, attack!"
The horn blared, the drums thundered, and the 12,000 Tartars shouted loudly. The first row of soldiers in the shooting position aimed at the target 100 meters away and pressed the Mini rifle. A thousand cone-shaped bullets shot out from the city wall like dense raindrops, aiming at the first thousand Tartar armored soldiers.
Li Zhi commanded under Lin Feng's command. The soldiers had been trained for a long time, and their accuracy was amazing at a distance of 100 meters. With a single volley, more than eight hundred bullets hit their targets. The eight hundred Tartars suddenly stopped, and blood spurted out of their bodies.
More than 300 players were hit. At a distance of 100 meters, the momentum of the Mini Bullet was still considerable after breaking through two layers of armor. It was already enough to damage the body of the vest. Although such injuries were usually not fatal, they could still make the wounds of the other players bleed profusely. After being shot, the vests did not dare to move vigorously to tear open their wounds. Other than a few exceptionally tough ones, most of the vests had lost the ability to charge into the enemy's line of battle.
Some of them were unable to move, while others fell to the ground and screamed.
In addition, over 400 beetles who were charging at the front were also shot. These Buggies were only wearing dark armor inlaid with metal plates. How could they withstand the close-range shots of Mini Bullets? The Mini Bullet easily broke through the cotton armor and shot into the flesh beneath it. The bullets were not evenly distributed during the armor-piercing process. After piercing into the body, they spun at an irregular high speed, like a juicer tearing the body apart, turning all the human organs that the juicer's core encountered into blood.
The four hundred bugbears fell to the ground like four hundred sandbags.
Miserable screams rang out one after another. The blood spurted out from the bodies of the injured and the dead, the intestines leaking out, and the broken limbs falling off formed a terrifying scene that made people's faces turn pale. Walking a little behind, the armored beetles who were lucky enough not to be shot had faces full of disbelief. There was actually such a fierce weapon in this world that could take a person's life from 70 steps away.
Yanguli, who was riding a horse two miles away, was shocked when he saw the scene at the front line. Why didn't the Ming army have any muskets when he tested them just now? Had he been deceived? Why did the Ming army lie to him? Could it be that the Ming army had the confidence to win and wanted to deceive him into investing more troops so that they could accumulate more military achievements? Why was the Ming army so confident? Could it be that this musket could shoot continuously?
Yanguli thought about it and knew that something was wrong. His face was already pale.
More than 800 people at the front of the Tartars were beaten down. The hundreds of soldiers at the back ran a few steps forward in fear. They walked to the side of the dead people who were bleeding all over the ground. They thought that such a terrifying shooting could only happen once, right?
However, their guess was wrong. The second volley on the city wall began five seconds later.
A series of gunshots rang out, and white smoke rose from the city wall again. Another 1,000 bullets came flying at them. The armored beetles in the front row who were about to climb the wall first fell down like weeds on a lawncutter.
The bullet hit his stomach, and it was a bloody mess. If the bullet hit his chest and entered his heart, he would immediately lose his life. The bullet hit his face, and half of his head was about to be blown off. He was no longer alive. When the bullets hit his hands and feet, his bones were immediately broken, and his hands were even broken on the spot.
More than eight hundred Tartars were either dead or injured, lying in pools of blood. The area a hundred meters outside the city wall seemed to have become a forbidden zone of death. Those who entered were either dead or injured.
The half-dead wounded fell to the ground and groaned. The heart-shaking groans dealt a heavy blow to the morale of the Tartars. The Tartars at the back no longer dared to charge forward. They turned to look at Bai Baiya, who was guarding the formation, to see if Bai Baiya was staring at them. If they ran back, would they be able to save their lives?
Just as they were hesitating for a few seconds, gunshots rang out from the city wall again. The third volley had begun.
This was no longer a war. This was a massacre.
A series of gunshots rang out, and another 800 people fell a hundred meters away from the city wall. The three hundred or so Qing soldiers who had been shot were still alright. The two layers of armor saved their lives. As long as the bullets were removed, the wounds could still heal and were not considered serious injuries. However, although he was not seriously injured, the bullet had penetrated his armor and entered his flesh. It was obviously impossible to charge forward on foot with such a wound. They stopped moving forward and covered their wounds, standing where they were, or they simply fell to the ground.
However, the 400 or so beetles that were shot were not so lucky. Blood spurted out of his body that had been pierced by the bullet, flowing out like a fountain. The strength of the Beetle was quickly lost along with the gushing blood. Except for a few dozen who were hit in the limbs, the other 300 or so Beetle who were hit soon died on the road in the middle of the tunnel.
The Tartars were defeated.
What kind of weapon was this? They were able to take someone's life from seventy to eighty steps away. Moreover, they were shooting at such a fast speed and in such large numbers. Charging forward was no longer a battle, it was suicide. If they rushed to the city wall on this winding road, the Qing army would probably be dead by then.
The Tartars shouted loudly and fled back the way they had come. They had already lost their will to fight. Now, their fear of the rifles on the city wall was far greater than their fear of the white-armored soldiers. Bai Baiya was firing in a formation, while the handguns on the city wall were firing in a line. The two were on completely different levels of terror.
The aggressive Tartars turned around and fled in the direction of the camp like a receding tide.
Bai Bai bared his teeth and shot out arrows to stop the deserters from retreating, but it was useless.
Yanguly stood not far away from the battlefield and looked at the soldiers who had collapsed. His face was pale and his heart was dead. He could not say a word. They had lost a terrible battle, losing so many warriors. The entire army was defeated before the enemy city, and the soldiers no longer dared to attack the city. This was probably the greatest loss the Qing Dynasty had suffered in the past ten years. With such a huge loss, the emperor would not let him off easily. It seemed that his title as a transcendent-grade duke would be completely stripped away.
Which Ming army was he facing? How could he have such terrifying combat strength?
In the Battle of Sarhu in the fourth year of Tianming, Yanguly defeated the western and northern armies of the Ming army. In the sixth year of Tianming, Nurhachi attacked Shenyang. Yanguli led his troops to the top of Shenyang and was the first to break through the Ming army. In the 10th year of Tianming, Yanguli wiped out Mao Wenlong's invading army in Yaozhou. In the third year of Tiancong, he defeated Man Gui's army in the capital region of Ming Dynasty. In the sixth year of Tiancong, he followed Huang Taiji to attack Datong Xuanfu. No one in the Ming army dared to fight. Yangguli attacked everywhere as if he had entered a no-man's land.
Every time he encountered the Ming army, Yanguli would defeat them. In Yanguli's eyes, the Ming army was synonymous with sick men! Yanguli had never thought that he would encounter such a strong Ming army on the walls of the Fan manor. These Ming soldiers were so strong that they killed more than a thousand warriors of the True Yellow Flag in one go! Why was the army on the city wall completely different from the Ming army he had seen before?
Where did this Ming army come from?
Yanguli was grieving over the casualties of the Qing army, while the riflemen on the city wall were still shooting. They moved their positions and began the fourth round of salvo.
Li Zhi only ordered the Tartars to shoot when they were 100 meters away, so that they had nowhere to run.
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