At a mountain col two miles south of Wang Yuanfang's position, Hailancha, with two hundred Sauron soldiers and only thirty forwards, was inspecting the equipment.
Each of these people has a bow, a pot of arrows, a smooth knife or a tiger stabbing spear, and a handgun. Hailancha's guard handed him a sheepskin bag of soju and said, "Master, take a few sips to warm yourself."
"Good boy! You can find all of this, you have a lot of potential!"
Hailancha took the sheepskin bag with a smile, raised his head and took a sip before passing it to his men.
"Take it, one bite per person."
There were more than two hundred people, and this amount of wine was enough for everyone to touch their lips. When the bag was returned to Hailancha's hand, he picked up the bag and shook it. There was still half a bag left.
"They're all good! I won't say any more nonsense. The commander is covering us with the thieves' bullets. What should we do?!"
"Kill the thief!!!" More than two hundred people shouted angrily in a low voice.
"Remember! When you're far away, shoot the arrow! Get close to the firecrackers, and then kill them with a knife! If anyone dies, I, Lao Hai, will support his whole family!"
"I am willing to die for the army!!!"
"superior!"
On the Thor, Zhao Xin and others looked at the sea of fire on the shore and immediately stopped shooting.
The anti-aircraft gun barrels were replaced by two. A sailor forgot to wear gloves. When he accidentally touched it, a large piece of skin was burned off his hand, and he screamed in pain.
"What's the next step? Are we just waiting?" Liu Sheng came over and asked.
Zhao Xin rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, then asked with a smile: "Do you dare to go ashore and take a spin?"
In the Qing army camp, the only remaining Zhenglan Banner firearms battalion commander and several gunners and cavalry schools led a group of Qing army gunners and pushed seven or eight artillery carts behind the obstacles in the camp. The muzzle passed through the gap between the obstacles and was aimed at the eastern hillside. This place is two hundred meters away from the east hillside.
These obstacles are the carriages carrying grain and grass in the camp. Fukangan ordered his men to knock down the frames of more than a dozen carriages and connect them together. He also found some water-splashed quilts and spread them on the carriages.
The famous "Nine-knot and 100-kilometer heavy artillery" had no time to assemble at this moment. The artillery pieces prepared now were all strange and majestic artillery pieces.
The majestic cannon is five feet long and weighs 310 kilograms. There are five iron hoops on the cannon body and two ears on both sides, so it can be mounted on the cannon cart. The artillery charge is ten taels, and the cannonball weighs one kilogram and forty taels. The biggest advantage of this cannon is that it can shoot in a straight direction, making it a powerful weapon for attacking high cities and mountain strongholds from above. In the second battle of Jinchuan and Jinchuan, the Qing army used majestic artillery many times to bombard the bunkers and official villages occupied by the rebels. It was an important firearm for winning the battle. However, the maximum range of this gun is only 500 steps.
All the artillery pieces were now loaded and ready to fire. The firearms battalion counselor looked at Fukangan beside him. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he just nodded and shouted: "Fire!"
"Tum! Tum! Tum!...Bang!" The last sound was from a large musket - a strange cannon. The charge of the strange cannon is 2 liang and 4 qian, and the cannon is 5 liang and 2 qian. When firing, it must be mounted on an iron stand similar to a photography tripod.
The mountain forest was slippery and muddy after the rain, and the iron cannonballs hit the hillside, splashing mud and grass clippings.
Soldiers in Beihai Town began to suffer casualties. An iron bullet weighing one pound and forty taels accurately landed among several soldiers. The iron bullet carried huge kinetic energy and immediately knocked a soldier's head away. Then it flew out diagonally and hit a soldier's chest. Crash.
When company commander Sheng Haizhou saw this, he immediately loudly ordered his soldiers to aim and shoot at the Qing army's artillery.
Hundreds of rounds of bullets hit the carriage frame covered with wet quilts one after another. The Qing gunners behind the bunker suffered heavy casualties immediately!
Fukang'an didn't expect that the opponent's musket could penetrate such thick quilts and wooden boards. In a hurry, a guard rushed over and pinned him down. Fukang'an didn't care much. He lay on the ground and shouted loudly: "The musketeers attack! The armored soldiers follow!"
More than 400 Eight Banners Han army gun soldiers, led by their respective leaders and assistants, were divided into three columns and began to take turns shooting towards the northern hillside.
The soldiers led by Wu Siyu were so frightened that they hid in grass pits and behind trees. Pan Xiucheng was walking in the forest, holding a pistol and yelling at his soldiers: "Get up! You weaklings! The Qing soldiers' muskets can't hit us at all! Shoot! Whoever doesn't shoot, I'll kill him!" "
Li Ji was hiding in the grass with his head in his hands, praying that the opponent's bullet would not hit him, when he was suddenly kicked hard on the butt.
"Get up and fight back!"
Wu Siyu held the gun and kicked the soldiers lying on the ground one after another from right to left, urging them to get up and shoot; he himself would aim down the mountain and fire two shots from time to time.
"Company commander, what should I do?" One of Liji's men looked at his company commander with a guilty conscience.
"Damn it! Let's fight!" Li Ji stood up and rubbed his butt, "Choke!" and pulled out the "treasured sword" that Zhao Xin gave him. "shooting!"
There was loud gunfire on the mountainside, and the Qing soldiers who were preparing to charge under the cover of muskets were suddenly killed and injured.
To the east, Wang Yuanfang was preparing to lead his team to rush down the mountain when he heard the sound of firecrackers from the south of the position. Wang Yuanfang was shocked, he casually called a few soldiers and rushed over.
White gunpowder smoke filled the mountains and forests, and dozens of Qing soldiers rushed up with short guns and knives after firing their muskets.
When Sheng Haizhou saw something bad, he quickly organized his soldiers to fight back; but behind the smoke not far away, there was a sound of bowstrings, and long arrows shot out like lightning. The southernmost platoon of the position immediately suffered heavy casualties.
"Your uncle!" Wang Yuanfang, who was hiding behind a tree, immediately became angry when he saw this scene. He raised his gun and started shooting continuously at the rushing Qing soldiers.
More and more Qing soldiers were attacking. Wang Yuanfang kept shooting behind the big tree. Sheng Haizhou led dozens of soldiers to counterattack hastily, but also suffered heavy casualties.
Seeing that the position to the east was not secure, Wang Yuanfang was about to shout for retreat when intensive gunfire suddenly rang out from behind the Qing soldiers. This caused the Qing soldiers who had already attacked to panic and didn't know where to attack first.
In the flash of lightning, Wang Yuanfang saw a bearded Qing general, viciously stabbing a soldier into the abdomen with a sword, kicking the soldier away, and shouting something. Without thinking, he immediately pointed the gun at the opponent.
The bearded man had already spotted Wang Yuanfang out of the corner of his eye, and then a ferocious look appeared on his face, and he rushed over with a raised sword.
"Bang bang bang!" With one shot, the bearded man immediately fell to the ground and never moved again.
"The army is dead!" A soldier shouted in horror. As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out behind him, and he immediately fell to the ground.
"Kill!" Sheng Haizhou also became red-eyed. He drew out his long sword and slashed at an armored soldier. When the blade passed by, the armored soldier immediately had a deep and revealing wound on his face, and he covered his face and screamed in agony.
"Sheng Haizhou! You're already a company commander, why are you still killing people with a knife?! You really haven't made any progress!" A voice sounded from the south.
"Lord?!"
A figure flashed behind a big tree more than ten meters away, and Zhao Xin poked his head out.
Yachiro knelt on the hillside and inserted the bullet from the bridge clip into the magazine. He quickly pulled out the bridge clip and threw it aside, quickly pulled the bolt of the gun, and fired rapidly at the back of the Qing army escaping on the hillside. Ten rounds of bullets were quickly fired. He didn't care to look at his shooting results. He took out a bridge clip and loaded the bullets, picked up the gun and rushed down.
At the foot of the hillside, Liu Sheng, who had made himself look like a Rambo, had a 200-round bullet chain hanging around his neck. He held a Negev light machine gun with a 100-round drum magazine in both hands, facing the oncoming Qing army. The armored soldiers swept away fiercely. A dozen soldiers around him held SKS and fired bursts, covering Liu Sheng.
All the armored soldiers who rushed up were unable to get close at all, and they were all knocked down when they were twenty or thirty meters away from Liu Sheng.
"I'll go! Who does this guy think he is?!"
On the northern position, Wu Siyu almost dropped his jaw when he saw Liu Sheng's appearance in the telescope.
"Instructor, what should we do?" Hu Ji ran over and asked Wu Siyu.
How to do this? Let’s charge too! Wu Siyu immediately ordered his two companies to charge and attack the Qing army camp.
On the eastern position, Wang Yuanfang was a little scared and said to Zhao Xin who was coming: "I didn't expect you to come."
Zhao Xin said with a smile: "We can't just watch! After I finished attacking the ship, I thought, let's land and attack!"
"Thankfully you guys are here, I almost ended up here..." Wang Yuanfang said with lingering fear.
In the Qing army camp at the foot of the mountain.
"Commander! The navy man has died for his country!"
"What?! Say it again?" Fukangan's eyes darkened, and he was about to fall down. Several Batulu guards around him quickly supported him.
"The Sauron soldiers who escaped saw it with their own eyes! The navy door was shot several times!"
"Commander! Let's withdraw. The bandits have sharp firearms and we will die in vain!" advised the firearms battalion general who followed him from the capital.
"Fart! If you dare to shake the morale of the army, I will kill you!" Fukangan roared.
Why return to the army? There are not many people left in the entire camp. If we don’t run away, the day lilies will be cold!
Fukangan was about to break free from the support of the people around him, when suddenly his vision went dark and he immediately fell unconscious.
"You take the commander and leave quickly! Let's take cover!" Two Batulu guards shouted sternly.
With a grateful face, the firearms battalion commander clasped his fists at the two guards and said, "Brother, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! I will take care of your parents and family from now on!"
The two guards no longer looked at the general, raised their hands, raised their swords and rushed out with a dozen people.
The generals and the few surviving cannon cavalrymen hurriedly helped Fukangan onto his horse, and with a few Gesheha, they hurriedly fled towards the west, surrounded by more than a hundred cavalrymen.
"What?! Is Fukang'an leading the team?" On the eastern hillside, Zhao Xin, who was giving emergency treatment to the injured soldiers, almost stared out of his eyes when he heard his subordinates reporting.
"Yes. We captured a few Han people who didn't run away. That's what they said."
"Oh my God! It turns out that the 'emoji' is here... I just don't know if he looks like the one in the TV series. He can see the universe through his nostrils..."
"Yes, sir! I'll ask again." The soldier who reported the news didn't understand a word, but remembered every word of Zhao Xin's words.
"Ah? No, no, no!" Zhao Xin quickly stopped the soldier. "Tell Master Liu, don't chase the poor! In addition, all prisoners cannot be killed at will, and we will treat the injured. Go ahead."
After saying that, he lowered his head and continued to treat the wounds of the wounded soldier in front of him.
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