Because the Han army's archers were generally weak, the officers who were commanding when they reached 200 steps did not ask them to shoot arrows.

Because the distance is very close, you can already see the situation on the other side of the wooden fence.

The place is very long, with only one and a half miles of defense. Originally, the gunner commanders planned to shoot with two rows of wheels, but later they found that in addition to a few places where reserves can be kept for reinforcement, most places are just a carrot and a pit, and a gunner is placed less than a step apart. If you want to arrange the second and third rows, you will dream.

In the eyes of the Han army, the gunmen on the opposite side could not see clearly. They stood behind the wooden fence and could only observe them through the gaps. When the Han army found that there were only a few soldiers on the opposite side, most of them were also cotton armored or unarmored soldiers, they became much more courageous.

In this era, having or not having a armor is definitely the standard for measuring whether an army is elite, and there is nothing else except this benchmark.

When they reached about 150 steps, the Han army and Jurchen soldiers on the entire front couldn't help but arched their waists.

The gun just now gave people a very terrifying feeling. At 200 steps, many people's hair stood up, for fear that the gun that suddenly came to fall on them.

Zhang Chunniu, Wen Zhongfa and others stood on the roof of a large cart and watched. On the entire front of more than a mile, the Later Jin soldiers invested most of their troops at once. Looking around, there were long tides of Eight Banners soldiers like long lines, white armored soldiers wearing bright silver armor, red armored soldiers wearing iron armor or cotton armor, a small number of cotton armored or chain armored soldiers and even non-armored flag Dings and Han soldiers.

The array of Later Jin soldiers was very neat, even the Han army. The officers stood on both sides of the column line to command. They were either wearing bright armor or wearing flags on their backs to determine the identity of the commander from the style of armor and flags. The officers also had their own requirements for their positions. Zhang Chunniu and Wen Zhongfa squinted their eyes and looked at the formation and found Li Yongfang, Mandarhan and others under the flag.

"Old dog." Zhang Chunniu spat, his eyes full of contempt.

"The generals and officials in Liao Town have learned a lot from Li Yongfang." Wen Zhongfa also had a rare look of anger in his eyes, which was very rare for a former intelligence officer.

"In the future, Lingchi will be able to relieve his anger."

Zhang Chunniu said another sentence and turned his attention to the battlefield again.

Wearing printed and dyed blue or blue archers and covered with cotton armor, the Han army was getting closer and closer. Their array was stacked with small circular arrays, like layers of stacked fish scales accumulated together. This was a standard attack array of stairs. From the eyes of an expert, the array of Later Jin was very neat, with long spears, swords, and archers matching the positions of long guns, swords, and archers, and the pace of progress was also very uniform. This was obviously a well-trained, experienced and experienced strong army.

Even if the main force on the front is an army composed of the Han army.

The soldiers on both sides breathed rapidly. Finally, when they arrived nearly a hundred steps, the Later Jin Dynasty sent an order to shoot archery.

Li Mingli and others were shocked and stopped immediately.

Of course, this distance is a shooting. Everyone has taken the bow and arrow in their hands. Li Mingli has a relatively well-made iron-tied bow in his hand. Two are slightly long and have a bow shape. It is a typical method of making a clear bow, but his strength is not very strong, and he barely reaches the minimum ten force standard. Compared with the strong bow of the Jurchen archer, he is a Jurchen archer.

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page). His strength is very ordinary, that is, he just reached the passing level.

Everyone used standard Mongolian shooting methods to buckle the arrows. After hearing the clear instructions, Li Mingli and his friends around him raised the bow and arrow to the sky. After roughly aiming and calculating the distance, they pulled the bow string and then loosened their fingers.

The sound of hundreds of bows and arrows being pulled together and then relaxing suddenly burst out.

A large number of cotton-like collapse sounds continued, followed by the "buzzing" sound when the arrows flew into the air. After the arrows flew towards the opposite fence, Li Mingli and others put the second arrow on them.

Their movements were not very fast, and they were not in a hurry to pull the string and shoot the second one, but adjusted their strength and breathing slowly.

The power of the arch is very powerful, but the Qing bow does not pay attention to the range and long range. Although it is much further than the riding bow of Mongolian cavalry. The characteristic of the Qing bow is that the power of arrows and armor pierces. The Jurchens' philosophy is that armor pierces and killing are the first priority. If it is just far away but cannot break armor and hurt people, what is the point of shooting far?

What is even more unrelated is the rate of fire, because every arrow must maintain a considerable penetration and killing, and the range and rate of fire are sacrificed.

Even so, after everyone took a few steps forward, the second round of arrows was shot out again.

The sky was covered with locust-like arrows, and the powerful arrows made a buzzing sound in the air. The shafts were trembling. The arrows flew over under kinetic energy and inertia, shooting towards the wooden fence where the gunners were scattered.

"Du, du, du..."

It seemed as if there were hardworking woodpeckers constantly pecking at the wooden fence. The first round of arrow rain mostly fell on the wooden fence, and the sound of the arrows kept making loud noises. The tips of the arrow kept piercing through the wooden fence, revealing most of the arrow body. A considerable number of arrows fell directly from the air to the gunman, or to the ground, and some of them fell on the human body.

There were shouts from the gunman array. Although most people were wearing cotton armor or mail, some people were only wearing jackets. After all, this place was a team of baggage soldiers, and all were wearing armor at present. Some baggage soldiers who were fighting on the grassland were all wearing armor when they left the fort to take on combat tasks. However, this time, the main task of rushing to help Liao Town was to transport food. Unexpectedly, the generals of Liao Town refused to take the heaviest responsibility at this time, but instead put the baggage soldiers and the He Yusheng people from Shisanshan at the fortress at the fortress. Li Yongfang fought his life under the supervision of Mandarhan, which led to this unexpected fierce battle!

Many unarmed soldiers were unfortunately shot by arrows. The arrows penetrated their arms, and the arrows were still shaking when they were inserted into their arms. Some people were shot by arrows, their lower abdomen, their thighs, their calves, and their soles. Armored only protects part of their body and cannot protect them from their bodies.

The military doctors ran over and took the arrows down with the help of their assistants for emergency treatment.

"Don't panic, call me a bird." A military doctor with a bearded face patted the baggage gunman with an arrow in his chest and cursed with a smile: "Just insert the arrow inside, you're so terrifying, are you embarrassed to throw it away?"

"First cut the arrow shaft, then use the arrow to get the arrow!"

"Prepare the hemostatic medicine first. If you take the arrow rashly, do you want him to bleed and die, right?"

With the efforts of the military doctors, the commotion on the front gradually stopped, but the second round of arrows fell again

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page) Come on, this time, because the distance is closer, there are more wounded people.

A gunman was shot into the neck by an arrow, and the arrow passed through the neck, cutting off the artery and blood surged.

The military doctor shook his head and asked someone to cover the gunman with a white cloth.

"Don't be anxious." Zhang Chunniu was about to give an order, but Wen Zhongfa shook his head and said, "Our reserve team has limited personnel and there is no way to shoot. The best results will be achieved in the first round. I suggest you put it closer before fighting."

Zhang Chunniu said: "The troops will have to endure one or two more rounds of arrow rain."

Wen Zhongfa said: "Isn't the army doing this?"

Zhang Chunniu gritted his teeth and looked at Wen Zhongfa tightly.

Wen Zhongfa had no strange face and seemed to have no psychological burden. He just "suggested". After all, the soldiers were under his control and the bald man, but Zhang Chunniu was under the control of the supplies. Under the premise that Li Pingzhi did not come to the front line to coordinate, each department could only fight this battle according to its own system, although Wen Zhongfa's official position was much higher than Zhang Chunniu and had much older qualifications.

Wen Zhongfa didn't care about Li Pingzhi and others coming over yet.

Although the current internal atmosphere and environment of Yusheng are quite old, the different paths of literature and martial arts are not good at Wen Zhongfa, a white scholar like Li Pingzhi, and he does not trust him.

"Okay, let's follow Wen's 's advice'." Zhang Chunniu finally made up his mind. This is the situation in front of him. The army must bear some casualties, even the baggage troops that support the troops.

The baggage soldiers kept falling down with pain or screams, and some positions were obviously empty behind the wooden fence. Fortunately, the Han army's bows and arrows and shooting skills were not satisfactory, and the battle losses of the baggage soldiers were not to an unacceptable level.

A faint smell of blood spread, and the officers also looked solemn.

Before this, because they had been facing the Mongols' bows and arrows, and Yusheng's people had always regarded the bows and arrows as useless things, and some officers even ridiculed them as children's toys. Today, the battle has just begun, and the bows and arrows have shown enough power.

The battlefield hospital behind him is the best proof, and the corpses covered with white cloth are also the most obvious proof.

When the Han army advanced to about 60 steps, the muskets that both sides had been waiting for still did not sound. However, the small cannons, due to the fiercer rain of arrows and greater pressure, finally began to be fired. The dull but not strong bombardment broke the monotonous sound of the bowstrings, and also brought some vitality to the somewhat dull and depressing queue of baggage soldiers.

There is no possibility of quarrel at this time. The enemy is close to you and the situation is very tight, but the baggage soldiers still couldn't help looking at their left hand... The cannons there were bursting with fire.

Everyone felt the air lift. When they saw the shells explode in the Jianlu team and when they saw someone blowing up in the air, the feeling of relieving their hatred and breathing made many people relax and no longer hold the musket in their hands, until their knuckles turn white.

Unfortunately, the number of artillery guns was too small, and the power of these small artillery guns was still a little smaller. With one round of shells, only a few Jianlu were killed or injured. More people were not affected, but the figures of these Jurchen archers were lowered a little further.

Unlike the Han army's bows and arrows, the Jurchens' arrows were more stable, more accurate, and more powerful.

(End of this chapter)
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