"Yaga... weren't you very arrogant just now? Aren't you going to kill me? Is Mudori who knows the Shinin-ryu very powerful? I don't care how famous you are in Nippon Island, but here in Naha, You have no right to be arrogant..."
Evil Hachiro has a short musket in one hand, and the ammunition in it has long been loaded. This is his way to save his life. Evil Hachiro is essentially a scoundrel. He doesn't have much of a samurai's sense of honor. In his eyes, as long as he can achieve his goal, that's all.
"Come on, come on and hit me. Let me see who is faster, you or me. This world is no longer a world of warriors. Whoever has a foreign gun is the boss..." Evil Eight Lang used the musket in his left hand arrogantly. Slapping myself on the face means asking you to slap me.
At this moment, a lazy voice came from outside the casino, "I didn't expect that you lowlifes would actually hide firearms? Damn it, is it a front-loading smoothbore musket? Is this a Spanish or Portuguese model? ?”
While they were talking, a handsome man in rich clothes walked in from the outside. Everyone recognized him at first sight. Isn't this Xiao Letian who was playing dirty tricks on the dock? Why did he suddenly appear?
"Look at the patterns on the muskets, they have a bit of a Portuguese flavor. You Japanese have been doing business with the Portuguese since the Warring States Period. It seems that you are deeply influenced by Portuguese culture... But I tell you, playing with guns is no longer popular in the Portuguese style, brother. Let’s let these bumpkins see our treasure..."
"Hey..." There was a burst of shouting behind Xiao Letian, and then a group of soldiers armed with foreign guns rushed in from outside the store, led by Luo Huo. There was only the sound of hammers being opened, and the strange foreign guns were pointed at these ronin, overwhelming them with momentum before even firing.
Despite all their efforts, Gokuhachiro and his men only had a dozen muskets, and they were all nearly a century old antiques. This kind of front-loading musket was a product of the Napoleonic era. After firing once, you had to clean the barrel with a purge and then pour the gunpowder. , then use the purge bar to compact the gunpowder, and finally insert the projectiles, and then use the purge bar to compact it again.
A complete shot actually requires the use of the gun three times. This old-fashioned weapon can no longer keep up with the trend of the times. Let's look at Xiao Letian again. Although no one knows the names of the muskets in their hands, the weird look is already very eye-catching.
"Don't you understand? Let me teach you a lesson today. This is a famous gun made in the United States, called the Spencer Gun. The ammunition is rear-loaded, and the bullets are completely custom-made. There are up to seven bullets hidden in the butt, and it relies on springs. Pushed by the power of the machine, if you shoot one, you will install another one..."
Xiao Letian didn't care at all whether these people could understand or not. He put his hands on his hips and showed off his shit, and tugged on his sleeves, "You're playing the harp to a cow. Don't you Chinese proverbs say you can't play the harp to a cow?"
Xiao Letian suppressed a big blush, and finally glared at Evil Eight Lang fiercely: "Damn it, you don't understand even after I said it. Anyway, I just need to be better than you..."
There is an era gap between breech-loading guns and front-loading guns. Xiao Letian knew that as long as he gave the order, not a single ronin in the casino would be alive in less than a minute. Please come to more and faster chapters. From such a short distance, Spencer's continuous attack with gun fire should not beat them into a sieve?
Just when he was hesitating whether to eradicate the roots, a disheveled woman rushed in from outside the door. She knelt in front of Xiao Letian and begged in broken Chinese: "Uncle, please save our brother and sister." Give me a life...Evil Eight Lang stole the silver coins you gave me, which I planned to redeem for my brother..."
After talking for a long time, Xiao Letian finally understood what happened to Qian Xia. At that time, he was furious, "Holy shit, you even dare to snatch my reward money. I really don't want to live anymore..." Xiao Letian took out the Colt from his arms and slapped it. Three shots were fired at the roof.
"You piggy dog, return the money to Qianxia and give me the IOU, you are really going against you..." The three gunshots made the group of ronin tremble, but no one dared to shoot. , let alone whether they understand the technical generation gap, just look at the number of muskets, they will not take advantage.
The sound of the gun was an order. Luo Huo shouted, "Raise the muzzle two fingers...shoot three times..." As soon as he finished speaking, thirty musketeers raised the muzzle of their guns and pointed it at the Ronin's head and pulled the trigger. Update as soon as possible
In the Japanese gathering area, there was a muffled thunder on the ground. The sound of thirty Spencers firing in concentrated fire could no longer be heard. The gunshots gathered together into a muffled thunder.
This is Naha Port in 1865. The Meiji Restoration of the Japanese has not even begun. Their level of ignorance is much higher than that of the people of the Qing Dynasty. As soon as there was a muffled thunder, everyone, including Evil Eight Lang, fell to the ground. They were all so frightened that they held their heads and trembled all over, shouting without knowing what to say.
"Launch... launch..." Luo Huo was also excited. The musketry team he led before used shotguns produced by the Qing Dynasty, which were the original models loaded with iron sand. Today, the most advanced breech-loading rifle in the world was used today, and all the musketeers forgot about it for a while.
The standard ammunition capacity of the Spencer rifle is seven rounds. There is no magazine yet. The bullet is hidden in a tubular space in the butt of the gun and moves forward under the pressure of a spring. The shooter only needs to load the ammunition in advance, then cock the hammer, aim, and pull the trigger... and the cycle goes back and forth.
With such a simple shooting mode, fixed-loaded ammunition is still more powerful. They kept pulling the trigger in excitement, and had long forgotten the order to shoot three times in a row. In less than half a minute, all seven bullets were fired.
At this time, looking at the wooden wall on the opposite side, it was already riddled with holes. More than 200 bullets had hit a large sieve, and a breeze blew through half of the wall, which completely collapsed.
"Oh! Your grandma, this is so exciting..." The stupid Luo Huo was still sighing, but Xiao Letian slapped him on the back of the head: "This month, next month, next month Don't even raise your salary! You prodigal son, do you know how much these bullets are worth? In just one salvo, more than a hundred taels of silver will be lost...I can kick you to death..."
But Xiao Letian's kick was only met with giggles from this group of shameless guys. These people regarded Xiao Letian as their teacher and didn't care about deducting wages at all. They were just in charge of the food.
Just when Xiao Letian almost demolished the casino, Huashan Liyuan in the distance also heard the muffled sound. The tea bowl in his hand rolled on the tatami, his expression changed drastically, he stood up and rushed out of the courtyard.
"Kirigakure Daigui, Kirigakure kid... go and find out what's going on right away!" In the horrified voice of Rigen Kayama, a figure flew out from the back of the courtyard with a whoosh. It was the Kirigakure Daigui who had just been injured in the morning. .
The elder of the Huashan family, holding on to a pine tree, looked down at the direction of the hillside. He listened to the noisy people in the distance, and even saw a faint smoke of gunpowder. At that time, smokeless gunpowder had not yet appeared, and after two hundred rounds of bullets were fired, there would definitely be clouds of smoke.
Xiao Letian's shooting not only alarmed the Japanese, but also alarmed the Ryukyu royal family in Shuri Castle. King Shangtai, who was standing on the city wall, asked at a loss, "What on earth is going on? What on earth happened..."
The entire Naha City fell into an inexplicable panic at that moment, and even foreign businessmen from various countries stood on tiptoes and looked in the direction of the loud gunshots.
At this time, Xiao Letian scolded these bastards, but couldn't stand the smoke that filled the room and rushed out. Then the musketeers took the mud-like ronin and threw it on the street. At this time, the evil eight Lang was no longer arrogant. No more. This torrential rain of musket fire had completely frightened him.
"Master Shangguo, don't kill me...ah! Don't kill me...this is Houta's silver coin. I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore..." Ohachiro is now a mangy dog, completely paralyzed on the ground.
"Where's the IOU? Where's my brother's IOU..." Chinatsu tore at Ohachiro like crazy.
"I'm sorry, there is no IOU. There was no IOU from the beginning to the end. I never thought that you would resist, nor that you could really afford to pay back the money..." Xiao Letian was so angry that he didn't expect that a conflict would turn out to be so. It started because of this.
At this moment, the guards of the Naha Port ran over again. They saw that it was these two groups of people who were clashing again. The officer leading the team was so anxious that he was sweating. Both sides were big shots who could not afford to offend. , they can only be angry with the splint.
When Xiao Letian saw that the Sheriff of Naha Port had already come forward, he was too lazy to care about the affairs here. He came to Naha this time and did not want to fight with the Japanese, so killing people must be absolutely avoided. . Although killing Evil Hachiro is like crushing an ant, adding extraneous details will not do any good to the plan.
Just when Xiao Letian was about to lead the team to leave, the young Japanese man who had been looking at him coldly suddenly walked up to him and bowed respectfully and said, "Chinese... My name is Noheita. I can make a rude request." ?"
Xiao Letian didn't expect that this young Japanese swordsman would take the initiative to talk to him, so he nodded subconsciously, "Thank you, Arigado... I want to compete with the guards around you... Is that okay?"
After speaking, Nohira turned around and bowed respectfully towards Xiang Shaolong, "I...Nohira of Shininryu, I hope to have a fair discussion with you..."
Xiang Shaolong sternly responded with clasped fists, "Chinese Wudang Sect, Xiang Shaolong accepts your challenge..." At that moment, the two Chinese and Japanese martial arts masters exuded strong fighting spirit, blowing in all directions like a strong wind.
Xiao Letian was dumbfounded. "What's going on? Are we going to have a fight? You guys want to take action before I even nod? No, I don't agree..." Although Xiao Letian doesn't understand martial arts, he can watch people's emotions. You can feel from Xiang Shaolong's serious expression that this young Japanese man is very powerful and a difficult character.
Damn it, it was so easy for me to trick a martial arts master into being my bodyguard. If something happens here, will I die? Absolutely not, not even to death.
It's a pity that Xiang Shaolong shook his head, "Mr. Xiao, this is about the dignity of a warrior, I can't refuse... Nohira Tai, I have heard about the reputation of Shininryu, I will give you a fair fight, tonight three You will decide the venue for the fight later..."
Nohira bowed again at 90 degrees, "Thank you very much. After the third watch, we will meet at the softest part of the beach south of the pier..."
"This, this, this..." Xiao Letian scratched his head anxiously, but he was full of strategies but none of them could be used now. When Noheita slowly disappeared down the long street holding Tadō and Ribashi, Xiao Letian grabbed Mr. Long's sleeve and asked nervously.
"Are you sure? Do you need me to ambush a group of musketeers? Don't let anything happen to you, Mr. Long. I have to protect my safety for the rest of my life... I, I, I, I paid to hire you, you must have a career Morality..."
Xiang Shaolong smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, I am sensible, but you should not watch the battle tonight, let us fight quietly..."
