Chapter 164: Falling into danger

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"kill!"

Behind the hillside, a group of bandits rushed out. The bandits at the front were holding spears, a few bandits were holding iron knives, and there were even bandits holding dung forks.

Wang Miao, who was hiding behind the front cart, shouted: "The gunman is ready, light the match rope, the bandits will approach sixty steps and shoot them down."

After the order was given, more than twenty gunmen skillfully loaded gunpowder, lit the match rope, and aimed the gunpowder at the bandits on the hillside.

Soon, the bandits rushing down the hillside were only more than 60 steps away from the first cart.

Wang Miao, who was holding the firecracker, took a deep breath and held the firecracker tightly with both hands. He did not immediately order the firecracker to be shot, but continued to let the bandits get closer.

Mo Yue was less than sixty steps away when he heard him shout: "Let go!"

boom! boom! boom……

Nearly half of the twenty-odd fire cannons were fired, and the remaining half were not unable to be fired, but were too far away. Even if they were fired, the effect would be insignificant, and the reloading time would be wasted.

With the sound of firecrackers, several of the bandits at the front fell down on the spot, and the wounded bandits let out painful wails.

The bandits who were surrounded by fallen bandits trembled when they saw the tragic situation after being hit by fire cannons.

The method of death is much crueler than chopping with a knife or an axe.

The area hit by the lead almost turned into meat, and there were even broken bones mixed in.

The bandits who were rushing ahead were frightened and their momentum of rushing down the hillside was blocked.

"Rush, rush quickly. It takes time for them to reload gunpowder. Take advantage of this gap and rush over."

Shi Yunhu reacted very quickly. When the gunfire sounded, he saw the bandits rushing down the hillside slow down and hurriedly shouted loudly from behind the hillside.

Following his shout, Liang Er reacted quickly and asked several men with simple knives around him to suppress the formation, driving the bandits on the hillside towards the convoy of the tiger-character flag, preventing the tiger-character flag's fire cannons from firing again. opportunity to put.

"Archers, suppress the opponent's blunderbuss. As long as they dare to show their heads, I will shoot them." Shi Yunhu ordered the archers on the hillside again.

As a frontier soldier, he knows more about guns and bows than the average person.

In terms of range and accuracy, muskets are far inferior to bows and arrows. It takes a long time for the musketeers of the border weapons battalion to reload. This time is enough for their men to rush down the hillside and rush into the convoy of the Tiger Flag.

There are not many archers among the bandits, only five archers.

These archers were all standing on the hillside, more than eighty steps away from the nearest cart.

At this distance of more than 80 steps, it is difficult for an archer to shoot accurately, but for the gunmen behind the convoy, this distance is even more difficult to hit.

At a distance of fifty or sixty steps, if the fire cannons are fired in a row, it is possible to hit the target. If it exceeds eighty steps, whether or not the target will be hit depends entirely on God's favor.

It's not that the range of the fire gun is less than eighty steps, but the hit rate is too low. Once the distance is far away, the lead shot fired by the fire gun will fly to nowhere.

The bandits holding simple knives came to the hillside to suppress the formation, chased the group of bandits on the hillside, and raised their knives to chop down several bandits who were unwilling to charge forward.

The bandits, who had just been frightened by the power of the firecrackers, faced the threat behind them and had no choice but to move forward.

He bypassed the few corpses left on the ground and pounced on the large convoy again.

Wang Miao and the gunman who finished firing the first round cleaned the medicine pool and reloaded the gunpowder.

After repeated loading and firing training countless times, every fire gunner from Hutou Village can skillfully clean the medicine pool and reload the fire gun.

Even so, it takes a qualified gunman more than a minute to fire twice from cleaning to loading.

There were only about a hundred steps from the hillside to the large convoy, which was enough for the bandits to rush from the hillside to the bottom of the hillside.

Seeing that there were still more than thirty steps, hundreds of bandits could rush to the front cart.

At this moment, the sound of firecrackers sounded again.

At this time, Wang Miao had just loaded the gunpowder and had not yet ignited the gunpowder. The other firecrackers that had been fired once had not had time to fire a second time.

The only one who can shoot fire cannons is another fire cannon team at the back of the convoy.

At this time, Wang Miao felt lucky that his deputy captain was at the back of the convoy and could cooperate with him. Although he could not perform a standard three-shot, it could greatly relieve his pressure and allow the bandits who rushed down the hillside to stay again. Get down a few bodies.

But this time, the bandits didn't stop.

Just as they were about to rush to the convoy, all the bandits rushing down the hillside screamed, waved their weapons, and rushed towards the cart where Wang Miao was hiding.

When the bandits were still about twenty steps away from the cart, Wang Miao had already started to target the group of bandits with firecrackers.

He believed that based on the usual training in Hutou Village, the other fire gunmen should be almost fully loaded at this time, and they could shoot fire guns again just like him.

"put!"

Following his order, he squeezed the gun machine, and the sound of the gun sounded again.

At a distance of twenty steps, there is almost no need for a fire gunner to aim. With so many bandits around, even if he misses, he can still hit other bandits.

More than a dozen muskets were fired, and the bandits at the front knocked down seven or eight on the spot, leaving the originally crowded group of bandits empty in an instant.

"Throw away the muskets and replace them all with knives." Wang Miao ordered loudly.

At such a close distance, he knew that he and the fire gunman leaning in front had no chance to shoot the fire gun again.

In addition to the fire gun, each fire gunman is equipped with a wild goose feather knife, which weighs about two kilograms.

The gunman who was hiding in front of the cart took out the Yanling knife from his waist and held it in his hand.

Wang Miao was not in a hurry to show his head. Instead, he waited for the bandits on the hillside to get closer and tried his best to gain one more chance for the gunman behind him.

After three rounds of fire cannon fire, nearly 20 bandits were killed or injured as they rushed down the hillside. Compared with the initial bandit team of 100 people, there were already many fewer people.

The bandits who originally charged in the second or third row were now at the front.

The smell of blood finally spread on the hillside, mixed with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

The clever bandits deliberately let themselves fall behind and let others rush to the front.

Although the number of bandits was large, they were a mob after all, and they looted just to make ends meet. One-fifth of the bandits were killed or injured, but before they collapsed, it was already thanks to the several bandits behind them holding simple knives.

Normally, with so many casualties, they would have dispersed long ago.

Shi Yunhu, who had been hiding behind the hillside, came out, and with him was Liang Er.

Seeing that the bandits rushing down the hillside were about to rush into Tiger Flag's convoy, Shi Yunhu was worried that these bandits would not work as hard as they could, so he shouted: "Take the convoy, and we will have plenty of food and wine tonight."

In the village, wine and meat have always been something that only the bosses and big bosses are entitled to eat. Ordinary bandits can only eat some coarse grain pancakes, and many times they can't even eat the coarse grain pancakes.

There is money in the village but no place to spend it, so it is not as practical as wine and meat.