Chapter 601 First Battle

The hills in Liaodong are not very steep, with a gentle slope. More than a dozen well-trained vanguards quickly climbed to the middle of the mountain. In front of everyone, a vanguard suddenly seemed to be frightened and swung his knife to slash at a short pine tree with a sound.

The short and refreshing pleasure was rolling, a body rolled down from the hillside, but was blocked by a shrub.

"Enemy attack!"

More than a dozen vanguards rolled on the hillside to look for cover. The pine forests on the hillside were ambushed everywhere on the top of the hill.

Ma Can instinctively turned over and dismounted, and pulled out the short musket from the bag. His short musket was longer than others, so it was naturally a luxury made by craftsmen. At this time, the whistle light cavalry was shown.

Not only was the elite troops not in chaos, but no one fired guns randomly, nor did they scatter to seek cover. They still knelt on one knee to maintain the gun-firing posture. The scattered soldiers always maintained a loose fan and were ready for battle.

Looking at the mountain, the horses were dead. How far was it from the mountain road to the top? It looked very close and there were actually several miles away. The enemy soldiers were still far away from the range.

"Stay!"

The deputy team officers and deputy sentry officers who had been through many battles drew their battle knives and pointed at the ambushers rushing down the mountain.

Ma Can hid on the side of the horse's belly in a mess. Seeing the short fat man standing stupidly, he kicked him down with a hard kick and dragged him into the bushes on the side of the road. The tilted hat and helmet palm

It was full of sweat, and the cold sweat behind it was soaked. After wiping the sweat on his eyes, Ma Can hurriedly raised the Qianli Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles Miles, wearing leather robe and leather armor

Mongolian soldiers wearing felt hats and the full soldiers wearing rivets and cotton armor and eight-petal helmets rushed down in a blink of an eye.

When it comes to doing this, Ma Can is a little panicked, and the situation is not good when he is attacked on both sides.

"Stay!"

Fortunately, his subordinates were really elite, and the deputy officers took on the heavy responsibility and protected the young men who were in charge. Ma Can hid behind the horse and looked at dozens of subordinates in front of him, feeling ashamed. He was born in the army and studied in military studies.

After many years of conceit, he still turned into a soft-legged shrimp after getting on the formation. Suddenly, he was attacked on both sides and was attacked. His mind turned blank and turned into a wooden man.

"shoot!"

Entering the range, the deputy officers roared one after another, and the crackling muskets were slammed into pieces. Balls of smoke burst out on the mountain road, and the soldiers who were charging fell into pieces in an instant. The rest of them untied their bows and shot each other, and the bowstrings sounded and arrows were arrows.

Suddenly it became denser, and the frightened war horses ran wildly along the mountain road. The eight and a half pounds short musket was extremely light and was loaded with fixed gunpowder at a very fast speed.

The Ming army light cavalry bit the paper shell and poured it into gunpowder, lead bullets, and then picked it up and fired another volley.

Ma Can's forehead was covered with sweat, and wiped the sweat from his eyes. Ma Can tried his best to comfort the war horse and mustered up the courage to raise the musket. His musket was longer than others and had a doorway.

The sight of the velocity was extremely eye-catching on the battlefield. The sky and the earth were spiritual, and the Taishang Laojun showed his power. In a panic, Ma Can prayed to the gods and worshiped Buddhas. His hands were still trembling uncontrollably, but he gritted his teeth and aimed at a bright yellow cotton armor.

flag soldiers.

The bright yellow armor is the flag soldiers among the enemy soldiers, the two yellow flag guards.

A crisp bang sounded, hugging the fire, as if he had used all Ma Can's strength, but his hand miraculously stopped shaking. The gun actually missed, and the bullet flew to where it was. Ma Can hurriedly fell down

, rushing to take out the fixed gunpowder, bite the cardboard shell and put the medicine in it, pour it into the barrel of the gun with blue smoke, and put the lead bullet wrapped in linen and stained with tung oil into the barrel, and stretched out his hand from the bed.

Take out a small hammer.

Yes, it is a delicate little hammer that knocks the lead bullet into the barrel.

Ma Can felt very hot, the hot sweat on his forehead blurred his eyes again, and was ashamed of shame. His subordinates who were lined up in a fan-shaped scattered line had already shot four rounds of volleys, and he only hit one shot with one knee

The subordinates kneeling on both sides of the road were already loading quickly. The deputy team officers of each team were already commanding the fifth round of volleys. He was also embarrassed to hold a small hammer and knock on the bullets. Others had smoothbore guns, and his gun was

The specially made rifled rifle only has a small amount of equipment in the army.

I remember that he had argued with the fifth brother about which type of rifled gun or smoothbore gun is better.

He was very proud at that time. Although the cost of the rifled rifle was five times that of the smoothbore rifle, the rifle rifle was long and powerful, and it was far away. If he spent a lot of money to change the rifle rifle, wouldn't it be sweeping across Liaodong?

But his face was so painful that he was ashamed and ashamed. He felt very shallow on paper. The seemingly gorgeous rifled rifle was really useless when he got into the formation. He was crackling, and his subordinates fired the fifth round of volleys. His bullets were

Not knocked in yet.

Using a hammer and a through bar, Ma Can turned over and put the gun on the back of the horse.

His horse was lucky and he didn't get caught. Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling, Jade Emperor came down to earth. Ma Can muttered to give himself courage. He miraculously found the flag soldier in the chaos. After a while, he felt that

Inappropriate, wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and held his breath, aimed at the fire, and a crisp sound. The flag soldier who was shooting archery fell to the sky, and the Mongolian soldiers wearing leather robes were panicked.

They all leaned over to see.

"I hit it!"

Ma Can screamed excitedly, and almost bit his tongue with a pain in his chest.

"I hit it!"

Ma Can, who was excited, seemed to know nothing and screamed again, but no one was concerned about him.

"Strike back!"

The deputy team officials who had been through many battles commanded the elite light cavalry to shoot several rounds, and then they all pointed their swords at a glance. The overly elite Taiwanese light cavalry actually launched a large-scale counterattack, attacking the mountain, and the soldiers half-kneeling on the ground stood up one after another.

While loading, he was hunched and lined up a fan-shaped scattered line to launch a counterattack.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang!

The elite soldiers of four or five teams fought while walking, and with the extremely fast loading speed of the short musket, they actually suppressed the bows and arrows of two or three hundred enemy soldiers in firepower. The light short-strike gun developed by the Taiwan Ordnance Department was self-developed in the mountain war in Liaodong.

The first appearance was a charming place, showing its excellent mountain combat performance. Such a fast loading speed is because in unconventional circumstances, the paper-made gunpowder can be stuffed into the gun tube together with the paper shell.

Inside.

It is naturally an unconventional situation to encounter an ambush. How fast can the firing rate be? It can be launched four times in a minute.

Ma Can shouted a few times and no one paid attention to him, then lowered his head in shame to load his rifle. His subordinates gained the upper hand in the shooting. Ma Can's heart was also settled and his movements became more organized.

"Heavenly Lingling, earthly Lingling, Guanyin Master protects me."

Putting the gun on the back of the restless war horse, Ma Can muttered while looking for the target. Although his gun was inconvenient to load, his fire rate was extremely slow but it was extremely accurate. Inadvertently, it played the function of fixed-point removal to cover him up.

The mountain's subordinates launched a large counterattack, and the sound of guns bursting like beans in the smoke filled the smoke. One hundred and twenty people and one whistle dismounted the horse and fought in the field, but they could not stand the two or three hundred enemy soldiers on the mountain on both sides.
Chapter completed!