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Chapter 302: Great Mercy and Compassion Gatling, Saving Suffering Ma Keqin

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"What, what is going on?"

The next moment, Yelu Dashi, who was silently calculating the distance between the two sides in his heart, suddenly changed color,

and even the speed of his galloping horse slowed down by a few points subconsciously.

What did he see?

He actually saw that the Great Gan infantry formation, which was originally like a wall of shields and a forest of spears,

and defended so tightly that it was like a hedgehog, was actually opening up small gaps!

"I fear there really is a trap!"

His heart suddenly tightened, and he raised his vigilance.

Infantry, whether in terms of mobility or impact in short distances, are not as good as cavalry,

and the only way they can resist cavalry is formation, a formation so tight that it becomes a hedgehog!

But now he actually saw the Gan army's formation spreading out.

Excluding the possibility that the Great Gan, from soldiers to generals, to the emperor, were all idiots,

the only reason was that the Great Gan army had something to rely on, something to rely on that could contend with cavalry even without a formation!

Inexplicably, a few traces of fear rose in Yelu Dashi's heart.

His many years of military career told him that the unknown is the most terrifying.

Unfortunately, at this time, he could no longer hesitate; as long as he dared to stop,

the only outcome would be to be ground into meat paste by the cavalry behind him.

"Charge, as long as we charge in, there is still a turning point!"

Yelu Dashi shouted, the horse whip in his hand whipping the precious horse under his crotch with all his might,

and the speed, which had already reached its limit, actually became three points faster!

Boom, boom!

The tide, which was already rapid and sweeping everything on the grassland, became even more unstoppable!

"Good, Dashi Linya did well!"

Looking at the vanguard that had exceeded its maximum speed, Emperor Tianzuo Yelu Yanxi, under the Great Banner of the center army, cheered repeatedly.

"If this battle is won, he will be the first contributor, I will reward him greatly!"

The victory that was within reach made Yelu Yanxi throw the little unpleasantness just now to the back of his mind.

"My Great Liao is invincible in the world!"

On the city wall of Datong, the generals and gentry who were watching the battle from afar also congratulated each other.

Originally, hearing that the Great Gan wanted to hunt with the Great Liao outside the city of Datong,

they were still a bit uneasy, fearing that they would fall into the evil rule of the Gan Emperor.

That evil policy of "gentry serving and paying taxes together" and "taxing by land" should not appear in this world!

Now it seems that their Great Liao is still the Great Liao that can make Southerners call them father.

They can still transfer taxes to those mud-legged people,

and continue to happily enjoy the privilege of gentry not serving and not paying taxes.

At this moment, they felt the sky was so blue, the air was so sweet,

and even the disgusting face of the Khitan commander who often extorted them was so pleasing to the eye~

"Prepare!"

In the Great Gan military formation, facing the menacing Great Liao cavalry, Brother Chao Gai Gai, wearing simple,

convenient-for-activity military uniforms, with a face as hard as iron, raised the command flag in his hand high.

Click, click.

The hundreds of soldiers who received the order pulled off the waterproof oilcloth in front of them,

exposing the strange machines underneath, and then, according to the training they had before,

began to adjust them quickly, and aimed one end at the Liao cavalry in front.

"Prepare, fire!"

Looking directly at the Liao cavalry who were about to enter range and preparing to shoot arrows, Brother Chao Gai Gai waved the command flag in his hand fiercely.

Da-da-da, da-da-da!

With a low and orderly sound, the hundreds of machines operated by the Great Gan soldiers erupted with flames several feet long,

which were exceptionally beautiful for a time, like starfire from the sky coming to the human world.

"Charge, charge, charge!"

On Yelu Dashi's side, he was still boosting morale.

Suddenly, drops of warm liquid appeared on his face through the slits in his face mask.

He subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it:

"Salty?"

"This is, blood?!!"

The next second, his face changed wildly.

He turned his head to look beside him, only to see that their neatly charging vanguard had actually appeared with one depression after another.

The soldiers in the depressions were hit by invisible arrows, one after another, falling off their horses.

The horse armor and the armor on the people were all vulnerable!

"Ah! What on earth is going on?"

Intense doubt floated in Yelu Dashi's heart, and the fall of his comrades made his eyes split with anger.

"Pay attention to coordination, form crossfire!"

Watching the Liao army falling like wheat being harvested in front,

a look of joy that could not be concealed rose on Brother Chao Gai Gai's face, and he continued to issue orders.

With the continuous sound of "da-da-da,"

the Liao army, which was like a tide, seemed to have encountered a reef that had not been polished for ten thousand years, and was smashed to pieces!

"Praise the Great Mercy and Compassion Gatling Bodhisattva, the Saving Suffering Ma Keqin Heavenly Venerable."

"To deal with large-scale cavalry, it is indeed better to use machine guns!"

Under the Great Banner of the Great Gan center army, Zhang Jie, who was watching this scene, nodded with satisfaction.

If there were other transmigrators at the scene, he would definitely exclaim,

"Isn't this the Ma Keqin machine gun, the world's first practical machine gun, that keeps firing?"

The thick water-cooled sleeve wrapping the barrel of the Ma Keqin machine gun,

the canvas belt-type ammunition chain made of two layers of canvas stitched together with metal pieces,

the dual-grip pistol handles, the flame shield, and the small metal round shield were simply too classic.

When preparing to go to war with countries like the Great Liao and Western Xia that possessed large-scale cavalry,

Zhang Jie was thinking about how to deal with this type of branch that was as fast as the wind,

and had an absolute advantage in mobility over infantry in short distances.

In the cold weapon era, the stupid way was to use several times the infantry to set up hard camps and fight dull battles,

using a formation so tight that it became a hedgehog to exhaust the cavalry to death.

A piece of trivia: in terms of long-distance marching, cavalry is actually not as good as infantry.

Compared to humans, who have smooth, hairless skin and pores that can sweat in large quantities,

this super cooling system, horses are too fragile and delicate.

Ma Pi need long rest due to defects in the cooling system,

and need a recovery period after continuous marching, leading to lower overall marching efficiency than humans.

Warhorses normally march about 50-60 kilometers per day,

and need 1-2 days of rest after 7 days of continuous marching to recover physical strength, otherwise they are prone to illness or death.

Although short-distance sprinting is fast, long-distance running leads to physical exhaustion, and even death.

For example, in the An Lushan Rebellion, cavalry marched 300 li (about 150 kilometers) day and night, and warhorse losses exceeded half.

Trained humans can march 50 kilometers per day continuously for 4-5 days without long rest.

In human extreme endurance challenges, the average daily march is 106 kilometers, almost twice that of horses.

In the history of human light infantry, which is almost an insurmountable peak,

marching a hundred li a day has become commonplace, and marching a hundred li at night has also become customary,

and even in the worst weather and the most difficult roads, they can march a hundred li at night,

leaving behind the reputation of "The Night Tiger is truly a god, marching a hundred li at night to attack the enemy camp."

In the Battle of Flying Capture of Luding Bridge, the Fourth Regiment even rushed 240 li (120 kilometers) in one day and one night,

creating a miracle in human marching history. ===== CHAPTER 303 =====

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