With the sound of "crack-crack" of wood colliding, more than twenty whistle boats have broken through the smoke that filled the pier, and they all leaned against the long embankment or steps made of stone slabs.
Before the wooden boat could stop, the officers and soldiers in royal robes, which were filled to the brim, had already jumped out holding porcelain bottles filled with fierce fire oil. The leading young deputy leader in brocade clothes wore a Portuguese ship's helmet on his head, but only had a cross-collar cloth robe on his body. He held a shield in one hand and a torch in the other. His young face was full of murderous intent. His men also rumbled down, each of them dressed similarly to him, including helmets, cloth clothes, and shields, except that the torches were replaced by porcelain bottles with strips of cloth.
"Ignite the fire! Starting from number one, come one by one!"
Ling Zongjun, the second deputy leader of the 11th North Town Commandery of the Jinyi Army, held a torch and called his soldiers to come and light the fire, with tears streaming down his face. He was not from Chaozhou, but from Guangzhou. Most of his relatives were killed in the massacre by the Qing army. Only his parents ran away from Guangzhou and went to Wen Village in Xinning County to join the family of Tang King Zhu Yu'e. He was born in Wencun. Later, his father took him to follow King Zhu Tian to open a "sub-base" in Danan Mountain, Chaozhou, and he escaped.
Although he has never returned to his hometown of Guangzhou, it has been his dream since he was a child to fight back and take revenge.
This dream...now finally comes true! Revenge will come soon!
The group of young soldiers under him are all like him, and they are all burdened with blood feuds - Shang Kexi is glad that his family has millions of enemies in Guangdong! These teenagers from the coastal areas of Guangdong are all one of the millions.
Now everyone was furious, holding a shield in one hand and a lit wine bottle in the other, roaring and rushing into the smoke. There is no need to rush to the end, just rush a few steps and throw the bottle forward with force.
The ignited wine bottles were thrown out one after another, and then smashed down hard, falling on the ground, human bodies, artillery, parapets, or other things, and they all broke into pieces. Everything turned into a ball of the most deadly fire.
The kerosene contained in these wine bottles is deadly enough, but Zhu Heji also added sugar and gum arabic to the bottles... This is not bad!
The kerosene thickens immediately and sticks to people, making it impossible to shake it off. It is useless to roll it all over the floor.
The Green Camp veterans who were hiding behind the "real and fake parapets" couldn't stand it anymore!
When the smoke started rising just now, they could still carry it. After all, the smoke doesn't smell deadly, it should be non-toxic. But who can bear this burning fire? The green camp soldier who was set on fire immediately screamed at the top of his lungs!
And with his screams, those who threw bottles will have a direction! So more Molotov cocktails were thrown in the direction of the screams, immediately burning the ten or twenty Green Camp soldiers hiding behind the parapet.
People who are burned do not die immediately. They can usually roll over or even run away for a while before they are burned to death. Sometimes he would fall on his companions who were not on fire, trying to get rid of the fierce flames on his own body...
As soon as these dozen or so firemen fled, the thousands of green soldiers arrayed at the Huangpu Village Pier suddenly became chaotic.
However, the Green Camp veterans under Zeng Qizhao were indeed brave. Even if they were covered by smoke, and even if someone was on fire, they never thought of "running away from the fire." Not only did they not escape, but they also launched a counterattack.
First, the ten general cannons fired!
However, there is smoke in front of these general cannons, and the gunners don't know where to shoot? So I could only play blindly with my eyes closed. Anyway, just shoot the iron sand forward!
After the ten general cannons were fired, the musketeers who were ambushing behind the breastworks also poked their heads out, raised their shotguns and fired a row of random shots into the smoke.
After a burst of random artillery fire, the other Green Camp soldiers drew their swords and raised their guns, and rushed into the smoke while shouting.
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"Form up! Form a spear formation quickly..."
"Lancers... whole team, raise your guns!"
"Musketeers, line up and reload!"
"Sword and shield hand, protect the left and right!"
On the wharf of Huangpu Village, the young soldiers of the Jinyi Pro-Army who had landed no longer threw Molotov cocktails, but began to form formations under the command of their respective chiefs and deputy chiefs.
Although the random firing just now was all done blindly, the wharf in Huangpu Village is relatively narrow and there are more people ashore, so the blind firing with eyes closed also caused certain casualties to these young soldiers—— Not many people died. The air-tightness of the general cannon after filling it with iron sand was very poor, so the iron sand shot out was not very powerful. It's difficult to kill someone from a little distance, but you can still pockmark someone.
Ling Zongjun was also hit by iron sand... Fortunately, he was not hit in the face, but half of his body was hit by more than ten pieces of iron sand, each grain of which was embedded in his flesh. There was also a lot of blood. The cloth was stained red, and he screamed in pain.
However, this young officer was cruel enough and held back after shouting a few times. His shirt was all red, and he still refused to get out of the line of fire. Two men came to help him, but he pushed him away.
"Quick, quick, get on top! Leave me alone, I can't die..."
While talking, he picked up a wine bottle from the basket beside him, then lit the cloth strip stuffed at the mouth of the bottle with the torch in his hand, and then shouted towards the green camp soldier who loomed in the smoke. Throw it up!
I saw this wine bottle with a tail of fire drawing an arc in the air, and then hit the "lightning rod helmet" worn by a green battalion officer without any bias, and broke into pieces on the spot!
As soon as the bottle was broken, the fire oil mixed with gum arabic and sugar spilled out. Not only was the officer who was hit was splashed with fire oil, but the two green battalion soldiers around him were also splashed with fire oil... This is sticky burning!
Three people screamed at the same time. The one with his head on fire was the worst. He might have gone crazy because of the burning. He screamed and ran around in his team, knocking over five or six people in a row, and finally fell down. On the ground, lifeless.
The two whose clothes were on fire were rolling around on the ground trying to put out the fire. In the end, the fire was not put out much, but their team was thrown into chaos.
When the three firemen made such a fuss, the chiefs and deputy chiefs of the Jinyi soldiers who had already landed on the beach all reacted. They all took out "wine bottles" from the baskets behind the formation, lit them on fire, and threw them at the Qing soldiers in the smoke. . There was no need to throw more. Twenty or thirty kerosene bottles were thrown out, and dozens of green camp soldiers were immediately set on fire. The pro-army side suddenly became a mess.
Su Zhanshan, who had already arrived at the dock by boat, saw this scene and immediately shouted: "Drum beat! Charge..."
In addition to a hammer-throwing cannon, the sentry ship he was on also had a drum. The drummer was waiting for orders with drum hammers.
After hearing Su Zhanshan's order, the drummer immediately started beating with all his strength. As the drums of "dong dong dong" resounded through the pier, the six to seven hundred hammer-throwing soldiers of the Jinyi Guards who had already landed in formation shouted in unison: "Beat Guangzhou, destroy the Shang family, take revenge... kill !”
Amidst the shouts of killing, the young soldiers of the Jinyi pro-army who had already formed a spear formation shouted and launched a charge.
At this time, the bombardment of the hammer-throwing cannon had stopped for a while, and the smoke that filled the dock had also dissipated slightly. So Zeng Qizhao, who was standing on the roof of a dilapidated house in the rear, could clearly see the situation on the front line. At first glance, the dark old face was so frightened that he turned pale!
The "old soldiers" on his side were already in chaos. Dozens of firemen were jumping around in the team, while the opponent formed a spear formation of ten, sixty or seventy people, and there were people behind the spear formation who kept coming. Throwing fireballs again... Is this the spear array followed by a demon who can throw fireballs? Why is there still such a way of playing? This is too disrespectful of martial ethics!
Just when Zeng Qizhao was stunned, ten hammer-throwing spear formations, supported by the "demon", had already slammed into the chaotic opponent!
