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Chapter five hundred and eighty big firearms

Muskets are not uncommon. Haoge and his group did not carry muskets because they felt that the muskets were limited in power. And the loading speed was too slow, which was not suitable for ambush like them.

If it is a large army to fight, muskets may be able to block a cavalry attack. However, only thirty people on the other side will show their disadvantages.

An excellent archer can keep shooting arrows like a continuous stream. Hauge brings all the elite Qing Dynasty, so archers are naturally much better than muskets.

But as soon as Zhu Cixuan opened fire, they were completely confused. Obai protected Haoge and jumped into the trench. Facing the dense firepower of the flintlock rifle, Haoge shouted in horror: "What kind of weapon are they? What kind of weapon!"

It’s not that Haoge is anxious and hits him by chance. Fortunately, they have this trench. Otherwise, who will win or lose will be difficult to predict.

Fan Wencheng, who was standing aside, saw the cheaper one: "Brother, don't panic, their muskets are platoons. We lean on the trenches, and they can't do anything to us. Seize the opportunity to fight back and capture the prince of Ming Kingdom alive!"

Fan Wencheng is right. Zhu Cixuan and his group of flintlock guns were shot in three rows. Thirty people were divided into three rows. After the first row was shot, the middle was added and the middle was continued to shoot. After the middle was designed, the last row was shot.

If hundreds or thousands of people are present, Zhu Cilang's tactic will cause people to suffer a great loss. In any case, the range, power and accuracy of the flintlock rifle are better than that of the bow and arrow.

However, the power of thirty people is much smaller. Moreover, the error of this hand-made flintlock rifle is inevitable. Some flintlock rifles have frequent faults after firing.

After Zhan Yunpeng's flintlock rifle shot two rounds, it got stuck. Not only him, but many of his subordinates had got stuck. Either the shooting accuracy was wrong, the lead bullet flew out in an arc, or it simply didn't sound.

There was a guy from the Hu Ben Army who shot him and almost exploded the chamber. These were not flintlock rifles produced by flowing water operations, and the quality was not good after all.

The gunshots on Zhu Cixuan's side have become sparse, while Haoge's side has a great opportunity.

Haoge poked his head out of the trench and found the other party's weakness. He shouted happily: "Arrow ready, fight back!"

Feather arrows flew, and there were always room for the shield on Zhu Cixuan's side. So, some subordinates were injured by feather arrows. At this time, more than 200 people under Haoge's men, even if they shot blindly, were enough to shoot Zhu Cixuan and his group into hedgehogs.

Haoge laughed: "The young prince of Ming Dynasty, today is your death!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Cixuan did not continue shooting this time. Instead, each of the Hu Ben Army untied the black gourds from his waist.

There was a lead on the black gourd, which looked inconspicuous. But the Hu Ben Army shook the fire and lit the lead, and then threw it into the trench where Haoge and others were.

Fan Wencheng saw his brother Fan Wenlu's tragic situation outside Yizhou City, and was so scared that he screamed in horror: "Not good!"

Outside Yizhou City, the flowering bomb developed by Zhu Cixuan at that time had great flaws. He shot to Huang Taiji with one shot, but the shell did not explode at that time.

Fan Wencheng's younger brother Fan Wenlu immediately picked up the smoke-filled flowering bullet and laughed at Zhu Cixuan on the city wall. Unexpectedly, the black flowering bullet exploded in Fan Wenlu's hand.

At that time, Fan Wenlu was bombed and left a deep shadow on everyone. So much so that Huang Taiji was bombed and couldn't afford to be sick.

At this time, Fan Wencheng saw with his own eyes that what Zhu Cilang threw was such a dark flower bullet-like thing. At that moment, Fan Wencheng was so scared that he was scattered.

"Boom~boom~boom~boom~..."

The explosion continued, and the Qing soldiers in the trench were immediately overturned by the bombed people. Screams were screaming, and the casualties were in vain.

Who would have thought that the opponent's weapon was so terrifying. This completely scared Haoge and his group. What did the prince of Ming Dynasty come from?

There is no way out, it is just the firepower suppression of hot weapons. Although the Ming Dynasty was still in the era of black gunpowder, cold weapons still dominated the mainstream.

Those like Zhu Cixuan, all firearms and other people have seen them. Cold weapons will always suffer in front of hot weapons.

Although the Qing soldiers were numerous, the power of this black gunpowder was too great. When he threw it over, he exploded a large piece of it.

Zhu Cixuan and others also had shields to protect themselves. No matter how brave these Qing archers were, they would not be stupid enough to die. So, thirty people from Zhu Cixuan's side beat the other side to flee in a panic.

What I was afraid of was that they would not escape, so these Qing soldiers jumped out of the trench and wanted to run. At this time, the power of the flintlock rifle was revealed.

"Bang bang bang~!..."

Another round of shooting, five or six Qing soldiers in front were shot and fell to the ground. Haoge was so desperate that he rolled and crawled out of the trench.

Oboi was extremely loyal. He escorted Haoge and made a human shield.

Zhu Cixuan's flintlock guns were constantly sounding, but Wangcai was carrying a flintlock gun and refused to fire it for a long time. Sun Wangcai was next to Zhu Cixuan, which made Zhu Cixuan very angry. He turned his head and was about to curse.

But Wangcai pulled the trigger, and with a "bang!", white smoke rushed up, and Zhu Cilang's ears were buzzing.

Wangcai aimed at Haoge, who fled in a panic. Wangcai was not good at anything, and he was the last place in the fight. However, his shooting skills were extremely accurate.

Some people are born sharpshooters. In addition to acquired practice, some people are gifted with extraordinary talent. For example, Sun Wangcai.

Sun Wangcai, who was disabled and strong, shot this shot, and Haoge in front staggered. He was shot in the back and fell to the ground.

Under the escort of Oboi's human shield, Sun Wangcai's shot could even hit Haoge's back. Even Zhu Cilang was shocked. The shot hit the left heart position, and Haoge was afraid that he would not survive.

"Brother!" Oboi and Fan Wencheng, who were also fleeing in a panic, were shocked and both rushed forward.

Unexpectedly, when Haug got shot in the back, he climbed up without any damage. In addition, a hole was made by the lead bullet on his back.

Zhu Cilang was stunned and then understood that Haoge must have been wearing protective soft armor such as gold silk armor in his underwear. Otherwise, this shot would still have taken his life.

Don’t underestimate the power of the flintlock rifle. This kind of flintlock rifle is powered by gunpowder. It is actually very powerful. It is difficult to survive after hitting the human body.

Haoge turned around and saw that he was so scared that he was so scared that he was shattered. Obai was in a hurry and held a knife to protect Haoge, resisting the firearms on Zhu Cixuan's side.

Unfortunately, the speed of loading bullets of the flintlock rifle was too slow. After Wangcai fired a shot, he began to tinker with the flintlock rifle. He poured out the gunpowder first, and then took out the lead bullets...

The opportunity must not be missed. This is the best time to shoot Haoge, and Zhu Cilang must not miss it.
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