The bandit on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then suddenly accelerated and rushed over.
There was a firecracker on the opposite side, and they knew very well that they had to rush over quickly and not stay here to get beaten.
It was difficult to reload the firegun, and they rushed forward after taking 40 or 50 steps. They might not have time to reload the next shot.
"Big guys, get on shoulder to shoulder! They have finished firing their fire guns. If you don't want to die, rush forward and don't let them reload." The one-eyed dragon shouted loudly.
"Quick, whoever goes into the city first, the eldest girl and the younger daughter-in-law will be chosen first." Master Du also shouted.
"Hurry up, run faster. If you're slow, others will take your money away. Even eating shit won't warm you up ---ah!" Before one of the leaders finished shouting, another burst of smoke rose from the opposite side.
A lead bullet hit his cheek and embedded itself in his flesh, and his shouts stopped abruptly.
At such a long distance, the lead bullet had long lost its power. He raised his hand and pulled it down. Although his face was dripping with blood, the leader laughed fiercely: "Hahaha, what a piece of shit, this firecracker can't even hit it." Immortal. Come on, big guy. Haha."
The bandits immediately laughed wildly and rushed over even faster.
That's what gangsters are like. When fighting a smooth battle, they become extremely arrogant. Once the battle is defeated, all morale will be lost immediately, and the soldiers will lose their armor and scatter like birds and beasts.
"Fuck it, stop it, stop it. Don't fire without an order," Mo Zuo yelled.
Unfortunately, few people could hear his voice amid the gunfire.
Yang Fan was extremely anxious. With this method of attack, all five bullets in the gun chamber would be used up within a short time. When the bandits rush up, there will be no bullets left to shoot.
He saw with his own eyes several soldiers, their faces twisted, their bodies drenched in cold sweat, their legs trembling, gnashing their teeth, holding fire folders, and kept lighting fires.
Holding the barrel of the magic gun under one arm, he did not level the blunderbuss at all, pointing it diagonally at the sky, and fired all five bullets like this.
The soldiers who were out of bullets were still persistently lighting fires, lighting fires, lighting fires, and kept pushing the fire sticks into the fuse holes.
Yang Fan suddenly understood why they said that the new recruits were cannon fodder.
Some eyes were in a daze,
Some don't care and just keep lighting the fire.
Don't even look at where the gun is pointed.
There are also those who close their eyes and don’t look.
Shaking all over, peed in pants.
The only consolation is that the officers performed well and none of them opened fire without permission. Of course, officers also receive more training than soldiers.
The smoke fell silent, and all the muskets were fired.
Except for the cheek, the results are basically zero.
"All officers, stand at the front," Yang Fan ordered loudly.
Yang Fan's voice could finally be heard by everyone.
Among the five hundred people, one hundred corps commanders and fifty team leaders immediately stepped forward and squeezed to the front of the team.
Yang Fan ignored the obstruction of Mo Zui and Donkey Dan and stood directly at the front.
Six servants also rushed forward and surrounded Yang Fan.
"Listen to my order and level the gun." Yang Fan ordered.
At this time, the bandits had already rushed to a distance of twenty steps.
"Fire" Yang Fan ordered.
boom! The firecrackers of the officers and servants went off, and a burst of white smoke spewed out.
The dozens of people who were at the front of the bandits were suddenly shocked. Their bodies felt like they had been hit by a big hammer, and then they stumbled to the ground.
Twenty meters, at this distance, the fire door gun sprays projectiles at a speed of 150 meters per second. The body without armor was shot directly through. Due to the irregularity of the bullet, it quickly carved a huge cavity in the body and shattered the internal organs.
"Fire" was another command. boom!
Another volley. The bandits who had rushed to 15 meters fell to the ground again. Many people who were not dead were rolling on the ground and wailing. Then he was trampled by countless big feet coming up from behind, and finally there was no movement.
The bandits in the front row widened their eyes. This musket could actually fire continuously. They wanted to stop, but the people behind them pushed forward. Can't stop at all.
The fire gate gun is very crude, the internal ballistics and the bullet chamber are not bored, and the bullets are irregular, resulting in a sharp drop in lethality of the bullets thirty meters away. Basically it can be ignored.
The bullets of the fire gate gun no longer travel in a straight line at a distance of more than ten meters. Westerners have conducted accurate tests with imitation fire gate guns and fifteenth-century fire gate guns unearthed in Britain. The direct shooting distance is 9.1 meters.
No one could predict where it would go. But all battlefields in this era have the same dense formations, and you can hit someone unlucky with your eyes closed.
"Fire"
"Fire"
"Fire"
All five rounds of lead bullets were fired. The closer the distance, the greater the lethality. In the last shot, there was even a candied haws on a stick.
The bandits were dead on the ground in front of them, and there were still a large number of people who were still alive, rolling, crawling, and wailing in a pool of blood.
After more than two hundred bandits fell. The remaining bandits seemed to be stupid, standing motionless, staring at the mess in front of them like a dumbfounded chicken.
If I had known that so many mistakes had been made today, causing the bandits to rush to twenty meters, they might as well have loaded nine rounds. The ammunition loaded in front of this distance also has enough lethality.
Yang Fan sighed, and then shouted loudly: "Change the gun head"
He no longer dared to shout orders.
Today he has been completely defeated by these bastards, let's use a language they can understand.
After saying that, he pulled out the murder weapon he brought out from the construction site. The heavy flail suddenly turned up and made a harsh whistling sound. Yang Fan felt that his power was stronger. Suddenly it hit the head of Mr. Du, who was still in a daze.
Before Master Du could react, the place in front of him suddenly became empty. There was no one left, and there was only a huge black shadow in front of him.
There was a loud sound.
There was darkness before his eyes.
When the juice of Mr. Du's head was flying everywhere like a rotten watermelon, the officers reacted, quickly loaded their rifle heads, lined up in a horizontal line, and stabbed forward neatly.
"Ah" there was a scream, and the bandits were stabbed to death with spears in rows.
A small leader angrily grabbed the spear that was pierced into his stomach and tried to cut off the barrel of the gun with a knife. If you can't survive, don't think about it. If the gun is broken, you will be killed by others.
There was a bang and sparks flew everywhere.
Damn, the iron on the gun tip is so long, the little boss will die with his eyes open.
The ten days of queue training worked. When the spears were thrust down, the difference between organized and unorganized was huge.
The neat and tight formation was shoulder to shoulder, and one hundred and sixty spears advanced and retreated together.
Mo table shouted the slogan "one, two, stab"
"One, two, stab"
The formation of the bandits was too loose, and they all fought independently. One of them had to face several regiments of soldiers at the same time.
Three or four spears came at them, and they were unable to resist, and they were pierced one by one.
Yang Fan took the lead. Among these people, he was the only one wearing armor. Yang Fan decided to set an example for everyone.
He picked up the flail and rushed into the enemy formation like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, throwing and smashing them wildly.
The 20-pound hammer filled with cement was rounded by him like a windmill and swept around. There were sounds of broken bones and tendons and screams all around. These bandits are all dressed in cloth, and none of them has armor. Even if the armor is hit by such a heavy weapon, the bones will be broken directly if they don't die.
"My lord is mighty!"
The servants were excited, and they also pulled out wooden poles, turned their sharp spears into flails, and threw them in all directions with great ferocity.
With Yang Fan as the center and the servants as the backbone, people all around were on their feet.
At this time, the soldiers behind finally reacted.
Watching the adults and officers in front of them charging forward. Quickly prepare to install the gun head and join in.
"Where's my gun?" Many people can't find the gun tip.
"Don't take my gun tip, it's mine," some people argued. Only then did they realize that if they did not follow the regulations, they would be beaten with a military stick.
They just pulled out the gun heads in a daze and didn't even remember where they threw them.
Several people had gun heads in their arms, but they fought with others for the gun heads on the ground, and some even started fighting.
Without the restraint of the officers, there was chaos.
Zhao Shuigen was fine just now, he had the gun in his pocket.
Looking at this chaos, I suddenly felt blessed. I loaded the gun head, then pulled my neck and shouted: "Fellows, it's time to thresh the wheat."
After saying that, he directly pulled out the gun barrel, regardless of the gun head, and pulled out the connecting chain. Turn the magic gun into a flail.
He charged forward with his flail brandished.
At this moment, everyone was woken up. It was urgent. What else was there to look for? Besides, can you use a gun? Those who have talent during training will become officers if they can use it. But we are familiar with the work of threshing wheat.
No problem with your eyes closed.
During the autumn harvest, isn't it always day and night?
Everyone suddenly realized, pulled out the chains in a swarm, and rushed forward waving flails.
