(Two updates today, the world will end soon, let’s conceive of a new world.)
Wang Xuan got off the battleship and followed the army toward Chengnai. The 2,000 marines were divided into four square groups of 500 people. They held flintlock guns and marched into the city in an orderly manner.
After advancing inward for more than two hundred meters along the road, we encountered a crossroads and suddenly heard the sound of a gong, 'dang, dang, dang...'
"Come on!"
"Kill!"
People from the Green Camp and the Manchuria Camp seemed to think that street fighting was still effective, so they couldn't just let these people pop up from nowhere and take over Songjiang City, right?
Besides, in the years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, many battles have been won. It was at the time when the power of the Qing Dynasty was so powerful that it shocked the world. Moreover, the man on the dragon throne was a ruthless master. If he really lost the city like this,
, from the prefect to the guard, it is probably a crime to lose one’s head!
Under the pressure of these superior officers, these big-headed soldiers cannot help but be afraid to fight!
"Three-stage strike, aim!" Wang Xuan gave the order and the formation immediately changed. The two rows merged into one row, and the personnel became closer together. However, the distance between the front and back became wider to facilitate the loading of guns.
When the Qing soldiers rushed to about 30 steps, many people stopped and bent their bows to shoot arrows. The sound of arrows swishing through the air was endless.
Facing the rain of flying arrows, the entire phalanx remained motionless, just waving their muskets left and right. If they could knock down the arrow shafts, they would be considered lucky. If they couldn't, they would be considered unlucky.
Screams began to be heard from time to time in the formation, and those who fell to the ground and lost their fighting ability after being hit by arrows were naturally filled up by people behind them, so the entire formation was not chaotic at all.
Wang Xuan's army already has complete rescue measures. Whether it is saline disinfection or alcohol disinfection, they can effectively prevent infection, so the sailors' fear of injury is not that serious.
After firing two rounds of bows and arrows, the Qing soldiers were already close to a distance of about 10 meters. Seeing that the shooting range was enough, Wang Xuan gave the order, "Shoot!"
The first row suddenly pulled the trigger, and there was a burst of smoke. The man running at the front of the Qing soldiers suddenly shook his body, and a large blood hole appeared in his chest. The lead bullet will be severely deformed after hitting the human body, and it carries a huge impact.
It will cause huge wounds on the surface of the human body. Compared with the bullets that will penetrate the human body in later generations, in fact, in terms of pure damage, lead bullets cause greater damage and are more difficult to treat.
This is equivalent to the modern Sam bomb, which has been strictly used by international conventions.
After the first row finished shooting, they immediately squatted down, took out the small bullet bag from in front of them and started loading, and then pulled the trigger again, and so on. After three rounds and nine shots, no one in the Qing soldiers could cross 10 meters.
distance, but was pushed back some.
The ground was covered with wounded soldiers moaning and screaming!
"go ahead!"
In order to ensure accuracy, the best shooting distance of the flintlock gun is within 20 meters. Wang Xuan gave an order, and the square formation began to move neatly, and the formation became slightly looser.
When they get close to a certain distance, they fire a volley in unison, and then turn sideways to let the people behind them continue to move forward.
Just like that, with the sound of "bang bang bang..." the neat muskets were fired, the Qing soldiers were beaten and stripped of their armor. Not only did the so-called armor not play any protective role, it actually slowed down their escape speed.
Seeing that the four sides had advanced over a hundred meters, Wang Xuan immediately ordered everyone to withdraw. His purpose was not to kill everyone.
The team gathered together again and continued to advance towards the inner city. The so-called inner city was Mancheng, a place specially provided for Manchus to live. Han people were not allowed to enter.
I don’t know how these Han people tolerated this kind of naked racial discrimination, and how did those scholars praise the Manchus without conscience?
When the city was full, Wang Xuan directly ordered the artillery push, boom!
Dozens of cannons exploded one after another. How could a small inner city wall be able to withstand it? After three rounds, the wall collapsed by more than 20 meters.
Wang Xuan directly ordered people to drive in and clean up the irrelevant personnel!
What is an irrelevant person?
Anyone who is not Wang Xuan is called an irrelevant person!
Originally, there was nothing wrong with Qiu outside, and people in the inner city thought they would be treated the same way, but who knew... (Ten thousand words are omitted here.)
Faced with the people who escaped from the inner city, Wang Xuan ignored them and left. Anyway, he had determined the inner city.
The prefect was also desperate at this time. He lost the whole city and caused the death of so many hard-core crops. He was the prefect at the end. He didn't know where these bandits came from and how they were so vicious!
What a disaster!
Just as he was preparing to hang himself with a rope and show his loyalty to the hard-core crops, he suddenly heard someone coming from outside to report, "Master Magistrate, those bandits have sent people over and asked you to go to the inner city to talk."
"Huh?" The prefect was stunned for a moment, feeling that things were still turning around. He immediately took a step forward, but forgot about the condom around his neck and the fact that he was stepping on a stool. As a result, he kicked the stool over and was immediately hung up in the air while kicking his legs.
When reporting the news, I only heard a bang inside and then silence. I was hurriedly running around outside the door but didn't dare to break in.
The prefect was worried...but he couldn't scream, so he was so depressed that he couldn't rest in peace!
Until his death, he was wondering whether there was any room for tact.
Really unable to wait any longer, the messenger decided to open the door and go in to take a look. What he saw was the prefect hanging from the beam with his long tongue hanging out and bulging eyes.
The messenger stamped his feet vigorously. He was not sad for the prefect, but he was just concerned about how to handle his mission. As for the prefect, it was none of his business whether he died or not. He had no choice but to find other officials.
Tongzhi, Tongjian, and Xuanfu envoys entered the inner city together.
It's okay if they don't come. To be honest, this city has been captured by others. The reason why they can still stay in the city now is because Wang Xuan didn't make the next move, not how much strength they have.
Look at the dozens of large ships outside, there are probably many people on them!
The three of them were obviously stunned when they walked into the inner city. There were actually many Han Chinese among these 'strong men', and they were not the red-haired ghosts they thought they were.
When he saw Wang Xuan, he was even more stunned. The leader turned out to be a Han Chinese.
"Stop standing there in a daze. I asked you to come here because I have something to tell you."
"Prepare enough wine, meat and food to send to the ship. There are more than 6,000 people there who need to be rewarded. Wouldn't you be unwilling to let you work in the army?"
The three colleagues looked at each other in disbelief, "Laojun? Reward? You can tell me!"
"Yes, yes!"
"I like people like you who are aware of current affairs. I will occupy this city for a period of time. During my stay, the food supply depends on you."
"Speaking of which, when did the Han people become so cowardly? Look at what you have done. Not only have you become a low-class person, but you still have a pig tail. How shameful!"
Tongzhi and the two were extremely embarrassed, but the Xuanfu ambassador was a Manchu. His face twitched after hearing these words, but when Wang Xuan looked over at him, he could only maintain a stiff smile.
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