The final distance was critical, both for the Qing army and the Fan army.
The Qing troops hiding behind blunderbuss and shields kept firing blunderbuss and arrows at the stone blockhouses. Dozens of tiger-clad and rattan-branded soldiers used the cover of fire, blunderbuss and gunpowder smoke to rush forward fiercely with their shields hunched over their waists, sacrificing several lives.
After losing his life, they managed to advance more than ten feet.
"Come after me!"
Fukang'an, who was protected by his subordinates, shouted loudly, raised his shield with his left hand, and swung his sword with his right hand to take the lead again.
"Bang, bang," there was a burst of gunfire, and more than a dozen tiger-clad and rattan-branded soldiers fell to the ground. The three armored soldiers in front of Fukang'an were also shot and rolled down the slope.
"Sir, be careful!"
Two armored soldiers couldn't help but hug Fu Dutong, and several other soldiers stood in front of Fu Kang'an without fear of life and death, using a human wall to protect their Lord Fu.
Jia Liu, who had been staring at Fukang'an, licked his dry lips with his tongue, patted Madri in front of him: "Come on!"
"superior!"
The Sauron warriors worked together to hold the gun shield above their heads, and slowly moved forward with their eyes on the ground. They had no idea what was going on ahead.
Seeing this, the rebels on the stone blockhouse could not get the cunning Qing troops below to attack them. Amidst the shouts, muskets were fired at Jia Liu and the others' heads.
The sound of "puff" on the shield board came one after another, like hail. What made Jia Liu excited was that his new defensive tool had a perfect effect. Except for two people on the side who were hit, one of them was passed through the gap.
Except for the blunderbuss, no one else was hit by the blunderbuss.
Fukang'an on the other side noticed that the bandits' muskets were being attracted to Jia Jiashikai's side, and quickly seized the opportunity to lead the tiger-clad and rattan-branded troops to charge forward again.
The Qing army was too numerous. There were only more than 80 Fan troops in the two stone blockhouses. How could they suppress two Qing armies at the same time?
The speed of loading medicine can't keep up either.
After leading the tiger-clad rattan soldiers to successfully break into the area occupied by the previous batch of rattan soldiers, Fukang'an hurriedly ordered the formation of a shield array to move forward, successfully attracting the firepower of the Japanese army again.
Seeing this, Jia Liu quickly ordered to move forward.
If the two parties continue to cooperate like this, there will be no problem in successfully reaching the bottom of the stone blockade. The next step will be to see how to knock on the iron door of the stone blockade.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow!"
Fukang'an kept ordering the Tiger-clad Tengpai soldiers to use the gaps to fire arrows at the stone blockhouse. Some soldiers from the Jiangxi Green Camp who had been suppressed before also rushed to reinforce under the leadership of Ganzhou General Guo Xiu.
It stings the nose.
"Sir, come up!"
Zhang Dabiao pointed to Fukang'an, who was surrounded by the Tiger Uniform Tengpai Corps on the right front, and whispered: "That kid is being kept in the middle, and there is no way to attack!"
Jia Liu raised the iron pot in his hand, stepped on his feet and glanced at Fukang'an, then asked Zhang Dabiao to act according to the situation, and then ordered a quick charge. If Fukang'an could not be taken advantage of the chaos, he would take these two seats.
The stone block can be regarded as his filial piety to the Qing Dynasty.
In any case, the Qing Dynasty gave him power and a wife. He must be kind and kind.
However, the team moved forward less than two feet with the cannon board in hand. The soldiers of the Fan army on the stone blockhouse dropped a large number of jars containing kerosene from a high place. There was a "thunderbolt" sound from the jars, and then the air
It was filled with the pungent smell of kerosene.
Jia Liu was not conscious enough, and before he could shout to stop advancing, the fire started.
A group of tiger-clad and rattan-branded soldiers who risked their lives and rushed down the stone blockade were enveloped in the fire. Some ran back, while others rolled on the ground. The wailing sounds were frightening.
The Fan army did not just use kerosene to kill the enemy. After the Qing army retreated from their last attack, they collected a large amount of dry firewood and placed it a few feet below the stone blockade. When these dry firewood burned, they not only produced a blazing flame, but also created
A large amount of choking black smoke made hundreds of Qing soldiers in armor not only endure the scorching heat, but also became uncomfortable breathing. They had to cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves, and there were coughs everywhere.
Jia Liu is no exception.
He wanted to smoke out the bandits, and the bandits also wanted to smoke them out.
The ideas are the same, but the methods are different.
Crouching dragon and phoenix chick.
The Fukang'an side close to the stone blockade was even more chaotic. The shield formation was shapeless due to thick smoke and fire. The Fan army on the stone blockade took the opportunity to fire continuously, causing the unprotected tiger-clad and rattan soldiers to fall down.
Jia Liu squinted his eyes, hoping that Fan Jun's gun would hit Fukangan and help him get rid of this thorn. However, there were bursts of gunfire, and Fukangan, who was extremely conspicuous in the crowd, missed, but he tried his best to protect him.
Several of the soldiers were hit.
At this time, Fu is in front and Jia is behind, so there is no chance for a black gun.
When Jia Liu was wondering whether to retreat, Chang Yuchun who was beside him suddenly jumped up, pulled a wet cotton quilt from a piece of bulletproof board and draped it over his body. He held up a bamboo pole and rushed towards the burning place of the fire.
"Xiao Chunzi, come back!"
Jia Liu was shocked, but Yang Yuchun had already rushed out and disappeared in the smoke in the blink of an eye, and then heard an explosion from below the stone blockade.
After about seven or eight breaths after the explosion, a spicy smell that strongly irritated the mouth and nose spread in the air. Everyone who smelled it coughed loudly and couldn't open their eyes for an instant.
"Mengbu!"
Without hesitation, Jia Liu took out the towel soaked in the water bag and quickly tied it around his nose.
The subordinates also each have a wet towel.
"Throw the medicine bag over!"
Eight Sauron soldiers with wet towels covering their mouths and noses rushed out at the same time after hearing the order, throwing the lit medicine bags towards the stone blockhouse like throwing javelins.
There was no way to throw the medicine packet into the stone blockade, so we had to blow it up outside.
After several explosions, the stone blockhouse and the ramp became a place where humans could not survive.
The Tiger-clad Tengpai soldiers commanded by Fukang'an couldn't bear it and fled down the slope. Many of them couldn't open their eyes. As a result, they either lost their footing and rolled down the hillside, or ran around like blind men.
A soldier pulled Fukangan down, and Fukangan, who could only squint his eyes, almost fell. When he ran to Jia Liu and the others, he subconsciously looked over, and then heard a gunshot. His neck hurt, and his body
He fell softly to the side.
The gun was not shot by Jia Liu, nor by Zhang Dabiao and others. They had no chance to take action.
Jia Liu looked up in shock and vaguely saw a figure flashing past the hill on the left, it seemed to be Yang Yuchun.
"Lord Fu!"
Without thinking too much, he rushed out of the crowd and ran towards Fukangan. When he got closer, he saw that blood bubbles were coming out of a blood hole in Fukangan's neck. He was not dead yet. His eyes were closed and his mouth opened and he wanted to say something, but nothing happened.
Because his trachea was punctured, he couldn't speak, and gradually blood and phlegm began to overflow from his mouth.
"Hurry up and carry Mr. Fu down, quickly!"
Several Sauron soldiers stepped forward and quickly lifted Fukang'an and ran down the mountain. Behind them were the Tiger-clad Tengpai soldiers rolling down continuously. Jia Liu's men were also retreating. They didn't need any musket boards or anything else, and they didn't even want their lives.
ran down the mountain.
There is no way, no one can stay on the mountain at all, we have to let the wind blow for a while.
When Fukang'an was carried to the foot of the mountain, he had already breathed his last.
Several Fukang'an soldiers with red eyes looked at the corpse of their master on the ground, and they were all so horrified that they flew away.
Ganzhou Commander-in-Chief Guo Xiu and Sauron Camp Commander Xindasu were also dumbfounded and stood there as if they had been cramped.
"Take it!"
Following Jia Liu's orders, Madri and others stepped forward and pushed Fukang'an's soldiers to the ground.
Jia Liu waved his hand: "Behead him!"
"嗻!"
Several long knives were swung down at the same time, and Fukangan's soldiers were separated from the corpses without even struggling.
With a "bang" sound, Jia Liu drew out the long knife that he had never seen blood for the third time. He looked at Guo Xiutong Xindasu with a murderous look on his face: "Master Fu is dead. I will take command here. I will organize your people immediately to help him."
I'll attack it, if I can't take it down I'll show you my head!"