Chapter 170 168. Damn, what kind of heavenly soldiers and generals are these?
Chapter 170 168. Damn it, what kind of heavenly soldier or general is this?
Author: Qin Mengyu
Chapter 170 168. Damn it, what kind of heavenly soldier or general is this?
Zhang Heizi felt a little nervous.
After all, he was fighting against imperial officers and soldiers, which he had never dared to think about before.
Moreover, now it’s still less versus more!
Although under the observation of the telescope, the opponent only had a big knife in his hand, and some even didn't have a knife and were bare-handed.
But when things came to pass, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Don't be afraid, cheer up, we will be defeated together!"
He loudly encouraged his teammates around him: "Just follow my orders as usual during training!"
"yes!"
The response from his teammates gave him a lot of courage.
He stretched out his thumb to judge the distance between the enemy and them.
"Raise the gun!"
He shouted.
The surrounding teammates immediately raised the flintlock guns in their hands. Although they were using flintlock guns, with the current technology of the Bureau, the flintlock guns were also of high quality and had rifling in the barrel.
, making the projectile trajectory more stable and the effective range longer.
The militiamen benefited from the hard training of holding guns with bricks tied to them. They now raised their guns very steadily, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed steadily at the enemy who was charging towards them with a machete.
Zhang Heizi raised his thumb to judge the distance between the two sides.
By this time, there was no fear or tension in his heart, and he was only focused on fighting.
Similarly, although the remaining nine team members were nervous at this time, they did not have any small thoughts of escaping. Instead, they were thinking more about what the instructor told them during the previous militia training: "Be a soldier and eat food."
Defend my hometown, protect my property, protect my parents." These words.
Behind them is their home, and behind them are their parents. Under such circumstances, they have no way out.
"put!"
Everyone was waiting nervously and followed the sound of the song.
Everyone aimed at their target and pulled the trigger towards the chaotic group of enemies rushing towards them!
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and a burst of white smoke suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.
Although smokeless gunpowder has been developed, it has not yet been luxurious enough to be distributed to militia camps. Therefore, the flintlocks in their hands still use black powder.
And with the bullets they fired, four of the defeated troops who were sprinting "Aoao" 150 meters away, preparing to teach these strong people a lesson, fell immediately!
As the four people rushing in front fell down, the others were suddenly frightened.
"They have firearms!!"
"They actually have firearms!!"
"Is this Minzhuang?"
These defeated soldiers felt a little frightened.
"Don't be afraid. There are only about ten of them. Spread out the formation. The distance is only more than a hundred steps. It takes time for them to load the projectiles. They are just a group of strong people. We just need to rush up and cut them down..."
·This is an open area, if you escape at this time, it will be more dangerous!"
A man who looked like an officer shouted loudly and took the lead in rushing forward.
Seeing how brave he was, some of the defeated soldiers got excited and rushed after him.
However, most people don't think so.
They are all a group of defeated soldiers without any organization and order. It's okay to fight with the wind, but now the opponent obviously has the ability to kill them, so who cares what you are!
Seeing that those people had guns in their hands, if they rushed forward, their lives would be in danger, but they didn't want to rush forward and die.
"These bastards!"
The officer looked back and saw that there were only a few people following him in the sprint, so he couldn't help but cursed angrily.
The defeated soldiers were nothing more than a mob!
When faced with the burning, killing and looting of the people, they can unite to show their authority. But when they encounter a powerful enemy, they immediately reveal their true colors and prepare to run away.
"Bang!" At this time, the second round of bullets had already hit his head and face.
Moreover, because of the close distance, the aim was higher, knocking down 6 people at once.
The miserable scream frightened everyone.
"Fuck, this damn guy is not a strong man. He can kill people in more than a hundred steps. This firearm is much more powerful than the imperial court's firearms!"
"These are fucking heavenly soldiers and generals. If I don't fight, no one can stop me from surviving!"
"Those rebels are not that brave, where did this army come from!"
At this moment, no one wanted to fight anymore, and most people chose to flee.
The officer who was charging in front looked back and saw that this was a fart move!
Just rush forward and wait to be killed by the enemy!
Immediately, he didn't dare to rush anymore, turned around and ran away.
All of a sudden, everyone was grabbing the stolen goods and running away.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
Another round of bullets.
Because of the long-term mechanical training, the militiamen have become perfect at loading bullets with practice. These three steps of medicine pack, projectile, and compaction can complete a round of loading in almost three breaths.
This time, five or six more fell down on the opposite side.
Out of hundreds of defeated soldiers, after just three rounds of shooting, only about eighty people were left. The rest were like a group of sheep, driven away by them like wolves and pigs.
"Mount your bayonets and fire freely!"
At this time, these enemies were no different from pigs and sheep in their eyes. Zhang Heizi shouted, then held the gun, chased the enemies, and took the lead in charging forward!
In Qingcheng Town now, due to the reduction of excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, people have food stored in their homes. Although the militiamen can only take care of the food during the training of the militia camp, they can now have enough food at home, so the physical fitness of the militiamen is better than that of these officers and soldiers.
many.
Chasing all the way is like a hunter chasing his prey.
Occasionally a "bang" shot, the closer the distance, the shooting will be more accurate, and often the soldiers will fall down.
After running out of bullets and no time to reload, they charged with guns in hand!
When the saber penetrated the flesh, there was a "chi" sound, and the cloth pierced, and blood came out all of a sudden. When the saber was pulled out, the wound was like a spring, and it "gurgled" out.
Bleeding.
At this moment, the cruelty of the battle has been blocked in their minds. They can only kill the enemy quickly, kill all these beasts, and protect the folks in Qingshui County from being harmed by these people!
"Fuck you!"
When Zhang Heizi was holding a gun and stabbing a knife-wielding officer and soldier with his bayonet, the officer and soldier knew that he could not outrun him, so he turned around and charged towards him with red eyes, raised the big knife in his hand and struck hard at him.
The gun was out of bullets. He stepped forward, raised the gun diagonally, and blocked the sword that was struck vertically. The sword happened to be stuck on the specially designed bayonet between the gun body and the bayonet, and the sword was pinned.
Making it impossible for the opponent to pull back, Zhang Heizi thrust forward fiercely, right into the chest of the officer and soldier!
He decisively pulled out the bayonet. The opponent also lost all his strength at this moment. With the force of his sword draw, he fell to the ground, twitching and died.
In the end, these defeated soldiers were like headless flies, only a dozen of them escaped. The rest were either killed on the spot, or were killed on the spot after surrendering.
There is only killing, not surrender, because the income from surrender is not directly proportional to the expenditure.
After a battle, not a single person in the militia platoon was injured!
There was only one unlucky guy who got a cut on his face by a branch because he ran too fast.
