Chapter two hundred and seventy-two: ashes(1/2)
The terrible thing about the lack of conscience is that.
It is easy to carry and does not require a bulky cannon.
Any cylinder can be carried with you, which is simply a weapon for field battles.
Not only that, because it is buried in a pit during launch, so there is no risk of explosion at all.
After all, people are surrounded by soil.
The Ming army's artillery team once had a situation where they were afraid of blowing up the chamber, so they tried their best to reduce the amount of gunpowder when firing.
In this way, the power of this shell is much smaller.
But it’s different to a cannon without conscience. This gunpowder bag is not only filled with gunpowder, but also a lot of iron sand. This explosive bag, which is half a millstone, weighs more than ten pounds.
This is heavier than the ordinary shells.
However, because he was not afraid of explosion, the amount of gunpowder was added desperately, so the gunpowder exploded in the barrel, and the explosive pack was blown out with a low range.
Emperor Tianqi just felt that his heart and soul were about to explode, and then he looked up at the explosive pack flying from the sky, and couldn't help but be shocked.
Because that thing...it's still glowing.
This light is the lead on the explosive pack.
This is not an ordinary bomb. An ordinary shell is just a solid iron lump. Anyone who hits it will be considered.
Although the gunpowder pushed the explosive pack out, the truly powerful gunpowder was in the explosive pack.
Zhang Jingyi watched from the side, but had already covered her ears.
Emperor Tianqi was not stupid either, and he hurriedly covered his ears.
On the other side, the whistle sounded again.
This is to order the artillery team to continue loading gunpowder.
In this era, under normal circumstances, the cannons cannot be loaded continuously after firing one shot. After all... the barrel of the cannon has burned red at this time. If it is continuous shelling, the probability of the chamber is blown up will increase.
The unconscience-buried cannon buried in the soil is actually full of holes inside the cannon barrel, but so what? After quickly watering and cooling it, everyone continued to load gunpowder and place explosive packs. Anyway, this thing does not explode, and it is a disposable thing. The cannon buried in the soil has long been deeply embedded with the soil and stones. This thing is extremely solid.
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As soon as I heard the cannon sound.
The Jiannu Camp is surprisingly quiet.
Although the Jiannu camp was very quiet, Oboi and others were at a loss.
They had long noticed that someone had gathered near the camp, which was a sign of a night attack.
This cannon sound did not surprise Oboi and others who were ambushing in the tent.
During their battle with the Ming army, they had a very deep understanding of the Ming army's artillery.
This thing is more of a stone throwing cart than a cannon.
It looks very powerful and earth-shaking, but it is just a few iron bumps that are smashed from the sky. Only extremely unfortunate people may be hit.
Therefore, these elite Jiannu people only held their breath and were still patiently lying in the tent waiting.
These were carefully selected and those without night blindness were speculated in their hearts that as long as the shells hit the camp, the Ming army would definitely come to fight in the chaos. At that time, they would kill them.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of gunpowder packs began to scatter.
Oboi didn't hear anyone wailing, but he felt more and more amused. He couldn't help but say to the people behind him: "The artillery of these Ming people is becoming more and more powerless, and not even hit one."
The meaning of ridicule is very obvious.
"Hahaha……"
"Kill all these bright dogs later."
Everyone shouted happily.
But at this moment...boom...
Another explosion.
But this time, everyone was stunned.
Because this explosion should be very close to them, and the power is countless times greater.
A deafening roar sounded.
Then the fire was splashing everywhere.
The smoke of gunpowder was ripped out, and then countless burnt iron sand splashed everywhere.
In a pack of explosives, hundreds of iron sand exploded like a storm, and splashed around like petals flying.
The pitiful cowhide tents in Jiannu camp were simply unstoppable, so in an instant... in this Oboi's cowhide tent, the dozens of Jiannu warriors fell down like harvesting wheat. What followed was the fierce screams from their mouths...
Oboi was shocked. Before he could react, he exploded one after another, exploded one after another in various parts of the camp.
The next moment, he held a man who was about to fall, and shouted loudly, "Hacha, Hacha...why are you..."
But at this time, he saw Nahacha, like a sieve, and was directly hit by seven or eight iron sand. The whole head was like a deflated balloon, and blood flowed down from his skull like crazy.
Someone even covered his eyes and shouted in pain: "My eyes, my eyes..." and ran around like crazy as he said.
Oboi was shocked.
He had never seen such a powerful cannon, so he rushed out of the tent in panic, and then the incredible scene appeared in front of him.
I saw fires everywhere, and the entire camp was filled with chaos.
These elite warriors were caught off guard.
After repeated explosions, a large number of tents burned.
The war horses in the nearby horse shed were already frightened, and they actually squeezed out the railings and ran wildly.
Many people were blown into blood and squirmed desperately on the ground.
"Help...Help..."
These "hard bones" among the Jiannu people on weekdays were just wailing, hoping that someone would save him.
The iron sand that exploded was amazingly powerful and could even penetrate the human body.
Even those who were slightly injured now limp around and want to hide.
You know, if it is directly killed, it is also a kind of luck in a sense.
Because most of this kind of iron sand has rust before it is loaded into the explosive pack.
Once rust enters the body, the wound will cause persistent harm, which is enough to torture people for a lifetime.
The medical level of this era does not exist that can remove the iron sand of pig iron intact.
This is basically... equivalent to causing a person to be disabled and suffer unbearable pain throughout his life, or to die of pus and blood after one or two years.
Soon... there was a roar in the distance again.
Obai looked at everything in front of him in a daze.
He finally saw the other party's position of fire.
At this time, he couldn't help but pull out his waist knife in grief and shouted: "Follow me to go there and kill the Ming army."
Unfortunately, his words were covered up by the rumbling cannon sound.
And there was a big chaos at this time, and no one paid attention to him.
Countless explosive packs flew into the camp.
This time the other party was obviously more accurate.
Immediately afterwards, the explosive pack exploded.
Rumble... Rumble...
The smoke of gunpowder and the smoke and dust from the fire have enveloped the entire camp.
Oboi could hardly see people.
The huge roar and screams from all directions made him almost unable to distinguish the sound.
Another constant explosion.
He only vaguely saw a few figures around him, falling down one by one.
And at this moment, an iron sand hit his arm with a snap.
Then, he was deeply embedded in his hand bones.
He uh, and the severe pain suddenly filled his whole body, and the knife in his hand could hardly hold it.
After all, he held back the pain, but walked aimlessly in the rolling smoke of gunpowder.
Someone around him was panicked and knocked him away.
The person who knocked him away had no fear of him at all. At this time... the fear in his heart had spread. Niu Lu, who was usually awe, could not escape.
To be continued...