"How many people can we kill with ten thousand big bullets?" Song Jing did not know how to fight. He was only concerned about the exchange ratio.
Li Yi was about to answer when Guo Ziyi spoke first, "It's not about how many enemies can be killed. If we really have that kind of cannon fire or sky monkeys, the enemy won't be able to get into formation."
Guo Ziyi looked at the problem from the perspective of war. Both sides had set up their military formations one by one. The different types of soldiers were also grouped together.
When the cavalry encountered a dense infantry formation, they were also dumbfounded. Once they failed to break through the formation, the cavalry would lose their mobility.
The cavalry had always been holding the formation from the wings. Unless it was a battle in the wild, the cavalry had archers.
When setting up the formation, both sides would split into groups and look for opportunities.
At this time, a group of sky monkeys would fly over and blow up a group. If the formation was not messed up, one group would die. If they did not want to die, they would run.
Once they ran, the formation would be broken and they would be able to charge.
If the sky monkeys landed in the enemy's cavalry formation, their own cavalry would be able to charge and kill the enemy's cavalry.
Hao Lingquan agreed, "There's no need for cannons. The range of a gun is longer than a crossbow. There's no need to aim deliberately. Just shoot at the enemy's formation. The enemy must charge."
He had participated in actual combat before and was considered a general. He had fought before and was still injured.
He knew very well that he had the advantage over others in long-range combat. What formation? You can't move?
If you don't move, I'll keep shooting at you. You won't be able to hit me.
If the formation moved, it would be a trap. Shields would not be able to block it.
Tubo also did not have many big shields, much less the Turks.
Taohong had been listening from the side and could not help but express her opinion, "Both sides are a hundred feet apart. Is it tiring to charge?"
The people around nodded in agreement. Yes, they would hit you from a hundred feet away. You have to charge within a hundred feet for the crossbow soldiers to be effective.
Run, the faster you run, the less you will be hit. Carry weapons, wear armor, and sprint for two hundred meters …
You also have to maintain the formation. Once the formation is broken, the cavalry will be useless. They will definitely charge at you.
"It's actually like this." Song Jing was enlightened. It was more direct and useful than the hot air balloons from before.
"Sigh!" Li Yi sighed as he recalled the time before liberation when he used a broadsword to charge at the enemy's firearms team.
If they ran too slowly, they would be hit again and again. If they ran too fast, how much energy would they have left when they reached their destination?
"The cannons must be produced as soon as possible. We must have a prototype before the end of the year." Li Yi made up his mind.
He had also thought about it. The cannons didn't need to fire too far. Could they fire at a range of four li?
When they hit the enemy's cavalry, the cavalry would either scatter or charge. There were no other options.
When you hit the enemy's infantry, if the infantry ran, your own cavalry would charge. If the enemy cavalry dared to gather, they would attack you.
How could an infantryman charge four Li just to get rid of a cannon?
Now that they were facing their own infantry, was there even a need to fight?
"Let's talk about the future in the future. Teach me how to shoot." Bi Goo was happy.
Wait a moment. Wait until there are more guns and cannons. Who cares about Tubo and Turks? If they wanted to attack the Abbasid Caliphate, the Tang dynasty's territory would expand.
He had to be quick. He didn't want to wait until he joined the regiment to increase his territory. He wanted to enjoy the feeling of accomplishment.
Guo Ziyi was in charge of directing the shooting. Bi Goo happily fired a few shots. Every shot hit the target, even if the target was already 20 meters away.
"Xiao Yi." Bi Goo didn't know what to do. He turned to look at Li Yi.
"Move a table over." Li Yi indeed had a solution. Bi Goo was shooting while standing. It was normal if he couldn't hit the target, but it would be a problem if he hit the target.
Guo Ziyi's gun weighed 14 jin. One jin was 660 grams. If it was Li Yi's gun, it would be 18 and a half jin.
If Bi Goo could hit the target with such a heavy gun, other than luck, he had to be talented.
The table was moved over. Li Yi didn't design a stand for the rifle. He just found a straw mat to cushion it.
"Old Bi, you … don't find a stool. You can't sit on it. Bend over and set it up. Use the spot in the middle of the door to find the target …"
Li Yi supported Bi Goo. Don't sit down. If you sit down, you won't be able to hit the target. The height is different.
With something to cushion it, Bi Goo felt much more relaxed. He fired again. Aiya, he hit the target's stomach. Amazing!
"Cough cough, it's just that the smoke is too thick. When you fire, the enemy will know where you are when they see the smoke." Bi Goo tried his best to find a flaw.
Li Yi nodded. The airtightness wasn't good enough. There was no choice. This was the skill.
Who cares if the enemy knows where you are? If you know, just charge.
Seeing that Bi Goo could hit the target, Song Jing and the rest lined up. They discussed and agreed that each person would shoot 10 shots to satisfy their cravings.
It wasn't just to satisfy their cravings. When they returned, Her Majesty or whoever asked, they could tell what the gun was like and how it felt when they fired.
Then, they would use the data provided by Li Yi and the others as their own. They would appear to be knowledgeable and knowledgeable.
Then, they agreed to shoot 10 bullets per person. Once they started shooting, they couldn't stop. It was too fun.
"Again. This time, I want to shoot its right shoulder. Where's the medicine? Give it to me. I can put it in myself. "Song Jing had already fired 25 shots.
He still wanted to play. The residue in the barrel had been cleaned once.
"My shoulder hurts. Help me massage it tonight." Bi Goo stopped playing. The gun had a recoil.
A gun that could shoot 300 meters away had no recoil. He needed to add other auxiliary equipment.
Bi Goo was especially excited. He didn't stick the gun stock tightly to his shoulder. There was a gap in the middle.
After he fired the gun, the gap disappeared. He hit his shoulder. Now, he was pressing the shoulder where the gun hit. There was a sore feeling.
It was like a bruised leg. It hurt when you pressed it. Then, you wanted to press it again. It was very exciting. This kind of pain was actually addictive.
Bi Goo rubbed it with his left hand. He felt that his entire right side was not listening to him.
"Take a bath at night. This is a bruise caused by the impact. I will use the medicinal wine to rub it. If you hurt your tendons and your shoulder bulges, I will use Xiao Mi to rub it for you."
Li Yi didn't look at the situation of Bi Goo's shoulder. If Bi Goo could raise his arm, it meant that his bones were fine.
Li Yi felt that Bi Goo should apply for leave.
Using Xiao Mi to rub it, that feeling …
After the first day, the swelling would be worse. Then, it would become smaller and recover.
It was like using glass to flatten cloth. Xiao Mi had the same effect.
How to describe the pain? Intramuscular injections and injections on the butt.
This was the feeling. It was awesome. In the past, Li Yi jumped down from a high place and sprained his ankle. He rubbed it like this. It was still fresh in his memory.
Or if there was a problem with his teeth, he needed to extract the nerves without anesthetics.
Although it was said to be extraction, in fact, he was using a needle to extract the marrow. It had nothing to do with the word 'extraction'. The process was very long. Every time the needle was inserted, he would tremble.
Li Yi had experienced this before. He didn't want to be injected with anesthetics. The nerve was extracted from his teeth, but he survived.
At night, he would look at Bi Goo. He would give treatment according to the situation. Some were slow, some were fast. If there was a bruise, there was no need to extract it. Massage and hot compress would clear it.
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