Chapter 146: A battle with huge gap in strength

Jiangfeng went up the mountain for more than a month, and the soldiers from the fort opposite went down the mountain nine times. Every time he came back, almost Zhao Xiucai in the city always heard that a certain caravan was killed and all his property was robbed. In this way, the soldiers and gangsters standing behind "Old Master" below were all covered in blood.

The muskets at this time are very different from modern firearms. The penetration and speed of modern rifles and pistols are naturally much higher than those of the Ming Dynasty. The bullets contained in the muskets are like lead blocks as big as thumbs. When hitting a person, they will be hit by heavy objects at a very fast speed.

If you use a hammer to smash the watermelon hard, what will the watermelon look like? What is the head of "Master Dong" now?

The minions behind him who were smirking suddenly saw that their leader's head exploded into a mass of blood mist, and their faces were covered with blood. These so-called blood-filled people did not show any more courage than those ordinary people, and they stood there alone.

Their heads were simply turned, so why did the young Qianhu, who had been timid, suddenly killed Mr. Dong? When they were stunned for a moment, the few people standing under the platform worked together to lift two small cannons from the pile of firewood behind. Rather than small cannons, they were thicker. This was the few Ming army firearms used by Jiang Feng, the tiger squat cannon, and the cannon body weighed only fifty or sixty kilograms. Compared with the Franchise grout guns in the hands of Tiedians, the caliber was just a circle thicker. There is a saying in the army to describe this kind of firearm:

"Even the hens can't be beaten to death, forty steps."

The ammunition in the tiger squat cannon is basically iron sand and broken porcelain. Under the push of the black gunpowder explosion, it is only about fifty steps in the range, but it is already soft and powerless. On the battlefield, this function is more suitable to be scary than to kill.

However, there is no problem with killing the cows within twenty steps. The people without armor-piercing must have been beaten to pieces. The soldiers in the fort had already reacted. Seeing the Tidings move out the tiger-squatting cannon, timidly retreating to the back, and boldly rushed forward to prepare to seize the cannon.

How big is the schoolyard? It is a big truck for transportation and the "commissioned soldiers" who seem to be slaves. More than 100 cavalrymen who robbed outside on weekdays were piled up in front of the earthen platform. They ran there. When they wanted to rush to the fort that seized cannons in front to inspect the schoolyard, they also held a knife in their hands - they had to hold weapons to light the Mao, but the few Tiedians guarding the tiger squatting cannon were covered with steel spears. The one who rushed to the front was immediately stabbed with several blood holes.

At this time, if you want to seize the cannon, it started to go to the back. It was crowded and chaotic, and everyone couldn't move. They ran towards the back but found that at some point, the big trucks transporting supplies had already blocked the road behind, and the horses pulling the cart didn't know where they went.

There were four people standing on each carriage, pointing down with muskets in their hands. Although they shouted and scolded on the spot, they combined into a ball, but they did not cover up the sizzling sound of the tiger squatting cannon and the fire rope on the musket. That was the footsteps of the death-hunting black and white impermanence approaching step by step.

The tiger squat cannon and the musket fired at the same time. The iron sand from the tiger squat cannon formed a fan. The soldiers were still within the effective range. The row of soldiers near the ground platform fell down like cut wheat. Some of the bodies were already broken.

Ten muskets behind killed, and those who were crowded in the middle basically had nothing to do with it. The penetration power of firearms in this era was too poor.

One of the people inside looked like a little leader shouting there:

"Brothers, they must have no time to hit the firearms on their hands for a second time. Let's rush up and cut them down!!"

This person's words immediately made clear the situation to the companions below who seemed to be headless fly. In the current metaphor, it was called a shot of a heart-wrenching injection. They rushed towards the people around them with big swords. Only then did they realize that the young people in the barracks were wearing heavy armor and holding spears, swords and axes in their hands.

Seeing this, these people have a deeper heart. They are just some farmers who are farming, and they are sheep when wearing armor!

There are ninety Tiedin on the school ground now, and there are more than seventy cavalry left in the fort. However, in addition to those who fought, Tiedin also needs someone to watch the four or five hundred soldiers who seemed to be slaves, although those people knelt on the ground at the beginning of the battle.

But even a few hundred pigs were not something that could be seen by one or two people, so the Tidings and others also divided up forty people to watch there. There are more than fifty Tidings on the school ground now dealing with more than seventy people.

Jiang Feng was already holding a big knife in his hand, smiling at the person rushing towards him in front of him, jumping under the platform, the knife in his hand drooped down, and Zhang Liang, who was already covered in heavy armor, was holding a big axe in his hand. Suddenly, Jiang Feng said:

"Advisor, let's make a bet."

Zhang Liang, whose face was already wrapped in an iron mask, said in a muffled voice:

"What are you betting on?"

"Of course, who is betting on killing more people?"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Feng rushed forward quickly, and the soldier running in front held a big sword high, and the door on his chest was wide open. When he had no time to prepare, Jiang Feng's heavy kick was already imprinted on him. When he heard a click, the man's chest was completely trapped in.

Obviously, the bones were broken, and blood squirted to the ground. The companion next to him had already slashed down fiercely. The few people following him were all smiling there, thinking that your legs were good, so this knife would remove your legs.

However, all the people rushing in front suddenly saw blood bursting, and Jiang Feng's drooping sword pulled up from below. Jiang Feng had great power in practicing martial arts for many years. The other party was wearing a cloth robe, and then he directly divided his entire body into two pieces from under his crotch to his shoulders.

These soldiers went out to plunder and obviously did not start from Jiang Feng to Qianhu, Yantai Mountain. If they were to say that their subordinates were used to blood, they were all unresisting businessmen. They had an accidental battle but they were just with some corpses, who resisted the impact of the horse team.

Now these soldiers and horses are all in the stables of the fortress, and the horse team is no longer a question. They are facing the elites who have really fought, and there is still an opponent.

Seeing one of his companions lying on the ground and the other was split into two pieces, the people in front were all scattered, and ran towards the back with a "good" sound.

Facing the soldiers of Tiedin's fortress on both sides and behind, they still have a great advantage in number. They thought to themselves, you are just farmers in farmland, so what if you wear armor? But after fighting, they found that it was not the same thing at all. Tiedin and the others were in groups of three or four.

First, the spear was pressed there, and the big sword did not have enough length and circumference to cut the spear. As long as the Tidings thrust forward, they would have a big blood hole. Occasionally, if a fish that escaped the net came, they would be killed by Tidings holding a shield. The soldiers of the fort who had no preparation fell down suddenly.

No matter how many thieves in Jiangyang kill countless people, the desperate is an exception. They are basically bastards who bully the weak and fear the strong. At the beginning, these guys who charge with swords and axes were not easy to mess with when they saw that the ones on this side were not easy to mess with. They turned around and ran over. The ones who ran over there were suddenly squeezed into a group with those who ran over here.

The tidings in groups of three or four people were originally separated and leaning against the cart behind. When the enemies inside were crowded, the space suddenly loosened. The other party took a step back and took a step forward.

Gradually, more than a dozen tidings lined up and pressed towards the inside. If these soldiers rushed to the tidings and fought with them without fear of death, there might be a trace of vitality. As long as these tidings lined up in line, they might not be able to run away.

As soon as we started the battle, more than 30 soldiers of the fort who looked extremely fierce had fallen down. Tieding was not injured and was oppressed from three sides.

The panicked headless flies inside cried and squeezed each other for a while, and they all saw that there was no strict defense on the side of the earthen platform.

Zhang Liang, covered in heavy armor, and Jiang Feng, holding a big knife, stood there, with ten tidings behind him holding spears. It seemed that this was the easiest place to hit. Although I saw these two people as powerful as they were, they were important to survive, so I didn’t believe that there were too many people who could not beat them. The bravest of the remaining people shouted together.

He held up the knife and surrounded it. There is a way to trap beasts and fight. Although these people are at most at the level of mice, there is not an allusion of poor rats eating cats.

It seems that we have said similar allusions before. A mouse can fight a cat when he desperately, but what about the tiger?

There were five people surrounding Zhang Liang, and the one in the big sword in his hand slashed over. However, Zhang Liang was covered in the essence armor, but his body was still flexible. The big axe in his hand swung up and down a few times to block the attack. He took a step back and chopped the big axe in his hand horizontally.

There were people in front of and behind, and they could only use the big knife in their hands to block it. However, they were chopped up by the big axe. The broken axe swung past, and the person was directly divided into two pieces, and blood gushed out.

The one who attacked Jiang Feng there just rushed out of the crowd when he heard a whistling sound behind him. Then there was a stinging pain behind him, and he fell to the ground, struggling to look back, and more than a dozen people in the cart were catching bows and arrows.

These people who still want to resist understand that the other party is not fighting with them, they are playing with them, and the last trace of luck in their hearts disappears.

I don’t know who started to start, but I threw away the weapons in my hand, knelt on the ground and cried there:
Chapter completed!