After preparing his weapons, Guo Kang has been waiting. However, the enemy's arrival was slower than he thought.
Don't talk about him, Guo Ponu was a little anxious waiting. However, she still did not take the initiative or send people to search for the enemy. Instead, she continued to wait where she was.
Guo Kang asked her why, and she said she would know it by looking at the reactions of the people around her.
Now that the fighting has stopped for a while, if the enemy does not come, the surrounding civilians will gradually return, and some curious people may go to the warehouse to peek at the situation. But until now, not a single resident has been seen around, which shows that these people also believe that the danger has not passed yet.
Therefore, the most likely possibility is that the enemy is so slow to begin with.
Guo Kang could only say something like "It makes sense" to express his agreement.
However, he looked at the dense garbage piles and messy shacks around him, and asked: "Will these people set fire to attack us? Just like at Delathium."
During the Comnenos dynasty, the Normans crossed the sea to attack Greece, and the two sides fought at Delathium. During the battle, the Varyag Guards pursued too quickly and lost touch with other troops, and were surrounded by the Normans. The remaining Varangians retreated to a nearby church to hold on, while the Normans set fire to the church, and the Varangians were eventually wiped out.
It can be seen that not all places are suitable for defense, and sometimes it is not possible to find the most conspicuous positions.
But Guo Ponu disagreed with this.
"This place is going to be set on fire. We can see it from a long way away. And even if they set fire to it, what's the use?" She shook her head: "We don't have many people. After setting the fire, we can just break out in the chaos. They can also burn the whole city. Finished?"
"Moreover, they must be able to block our attack. Do you think these people can do it?" She was a little disdainful: "Don't talk about these people, even if the real Normans come, what will happen?"
"Uh..." Guo Kang didn't know how to answer.
Compared with him, Guo Po's servant is actually more like an orthodox noble son. These people have always relied on their superior fighting ability, and this self-confidence does not come from religious fanaticism, but because they can really fight.
In the eyes of the nobles of the Purple Chamber, Europeans have relied on their numbers to fight wars since ancient times. Back then, it relied on endless tribesmen to overwhelm Rome, and now it uses the same method to fight against itself. In fact, their military technology was mediocre. Even the Latin cavalry, which the Greeks feared most, was only average in the eyes of the Purple Horde Khanate.
Guo Ponu's words were actually quite polite. When Guo Kang went to Li Xuanying's house for dinner, the Li father and son simply told him that only the Peach Blossom Stone Homeland in the world had serious cavalry, and the rest were just random people. Those who are thoughtful are too cunning and timid, and those who are bold have no brains. How can we fight a good war?
In this case, Guo Kang really didn't know what to answer...
Guo Ponu did not continue to dwell on this issue, but became interested in the package Guo Kang placed next to him.
"What are those?" she asked, "If you don't bring more weapons, you have to carry them with you?"
"It's gunpowder, bullets, and wound treatment materials." Guo Kang said, "They are all useful things."
"You are still a doctor." Guo Ponu teased.
"We haven't widely distributed that set of things." Guo Kang became serious and replied: "I think treatment on the battlefield is also very important. Being able to improve your ability in this area means that every battle in the future will be more effective. It can cultivate more veterans in proportion. Think about it, what an advantage it will be if accumulated like this."
"We still don't pay too much attention to medical treatment. In the future, if conditions permit, we should try our best to do more research in this area." He patted his bag: "If nothing else, at least do more research to understand the structure of the human body, and then we can Know the best way to deal with trauma and improve treatment capabilities. Many of our current methods are too backward."
"But how do you know? Do you want to get a corpse to dismantle it? Isn't that bad?" Guo Ponu objected: "Our ancestors have always valued benevolence, and we can't do this."
"Pull them down, our ancestors like to dismantle corpses the most." Guo Kang disagreed: "Look at the word 'heart' in the oracle bone inscriptions. This character even describes the specific structure of the heart. More abstract and simplified characters can be detailed By this point, it was clear that they had a very good understanding of the structure of the human body. This must have been the result of a lot of practice and observation."
"After a war, heads are always cut off. Since the head can be cut off, why can't the body be cut off? So don't worry too much about this." He waved his hand: "We are all retro."
"We kill more barbarians and then dissect them. Our ancestors will definitely be very happy when they see it. When they are happy, they will say good things for us in front of Heavenly Father, and Heavenly Father will also bless us!"
"Can it still be like this?" Guo Ponu was very surprised.
"This may be considered a kind of intercession." Guo Kang thought for a while and said.
"No, I mean, can Heavenly Father still give blessings in this way?" Guo Ponu didn't know how to describe it, so he gestured.
"At least that's how Heavenly Father worked during the Shang Dynasty." Guo Kang had no choice but to answer.
"..."
What Guo Ponu said is actually correct. Whether in Seris or Europe, dissecting corpses is a traditional taboo. Of course, Guo Kang suspected that the reason why this tradition itself was formed was because of another, older tradition. Counter.
Guo Kang often saw people blaming each other. Some people say that Zhou Rites, Confucianism, and Taoism are the chief culprits, leading to Seris's conservative backwardness; others say that the Qin system and Legalist thought were the biggest sins, suppressing freedom and technological development.
But from this point of view, these arguments are meaningless, because these two are actually half-assed rookies. If you really want to develop medicine, you have to look to Dachang...
He thought wildly for a while, and the priest in front turned back and made a gesture.
Everyone immediately became alert, and even the novice Guo Kang quickly grabbed his bow, nocked an arrow, and got ready.
In the distance, a noisy sound of people and footsteps could be heard. They must be the same accomplices as before. They may not have expected that someone would ambush them, or they may simply be unable to maintain a quiet march. In short, they just came over in a chaotic manner while shouting and cursing.
In fact, according to the experience of gang mergers, it is beneficial to make a big noise like this. Because many times, the outcome depends on who has the momentum. Only this time, the gang members obviously had insufficient information and probably had the wrong target.
When those people came closer, Guo Kang could roughly see their appearance. Most of the people were dressed the same as Alexander's deacon. They were covered in cloth that was barely sewn into clothes, but they were a lot sloppier. The leaders were two men who were obviously a little stronger. They were wearing old dyed robes. I don't know if there was any armor underneath.
Because the road is relatively narrow, only two or three people can walk side by side, so the people behind cannot be seen clearly for the time being. Guo Ponu shook his head at everyone and told them not to move in a hurry until the enemy reached the large open space at the entrance of the warehouse.
Sure enough, these gang members didn't stop to survey the surroundings at all - or in other words, they might not be able to stop because of their way of pushing forward as a group. Until they reached the clearing, they spread out like spring water pouring into a large pool.
Guo Kang immediately discovered that among the crowd near the front row, there was a man holding a fire door gun and a match rope.
This weapon is easy to identify: the fire gate gun of this era was often an iron cylinder with a wooden stick stuck in the back. This person should have already loaded it. The wooden stick is held in his right hand and tucked under his arm. The opening of the iron cylinder is facing upwards. The long match rope was wrapped around his left shoulder, his head had been lit, and he was holding it with his left hand, ready for use at any time.
This man actually had an old piece of armor on him. Although it was rusty, it had obviously been taken care of, so it was probably still capable of defense. There is also a semicircular helmet on his head, and a mail net hanging from the side.
He nodded to Guo Ponu and pointed, indicating that he would deal with this person. Then he stuck his head out from the other side of the garbage mountain and waited for the action to begin.
At this moment, two gang members broke away from the team on the road and walked towards the shack here, not knowing what they were going to do. After a while, they still didn't stop. Instead, they took off their pants and walked toward the garbage mountain. It turned out that they wanted to solve their internal problems here.
Guo Ponu next to him seemed to be relieved.
When the two men approached, she shouted "Start!", stood up directly, ignored the two men, and pointed directly at the front of the team. She held an arrow between her thumb and forefinger, and two more between her other three fingers. In an instant, he drew the bow three times and shot out all the arrows.
There was a leader there who was shouting with a flag in his hand. He was hit by an arrow in the face and chest and fell straight down. The last arrow hit the leg of the strong man who was leading the march, causing him to stagger to his knees.
Guo Kang is also ready. The moment Guo Ponu stood up, he also walked around from the other side and leaned out. Although he was still a little nervous when facing dangerous enemies with firearms, after the incident just now, his mentality became better.
This time, perhaps because he was well prepared mentally and with weapons, he did not panic. Instead, he used his nervousness to exert force. He fully opened the bow in his hand, pointed it at the musketeer, and fired an arrow. . The distance of about twenty steps passed by in an instant, and the arrow flew straight out, shattering the weak armor at the junction of the back of the head and the neck, and inserted it.
The two closest minions didn't even react. The priest in front jumped up suddenly and knocked one over with a hammer. Another person was so frightened that he peed his pants and ran away without even lifting them.
"Be careful!" Guo Kang had already retracted: "There must be a gun!"
The minions were already starting to panic. Enemies appeared from the side, causing them to quickly adjust their direction, but someone in front was also shot from the warehouse and was busy looking for a place to hide. For a time, many people didn't know where to go.
The other leader, who was not injured, shouted to his men to stay calm and tried to restore order. Guo Kang was still thinking about where to look at him, but Guo Ponu had already slipped past him, hunched over.
After she came to a nearby shack, she saw that the angle was good, so she stood up and fired three more arrows, knocking down the leader and a person next to him who was helping to deliver the message. The minions around had no idea how many people this meant. They all thought they had encountered the enemy's main force, shouting and running around.
In the crowd, Guo Kang saw another man holding a fire door gun. He was sandwiched by the crowd, looking left and right while running back and forth, but he had no idea who he was going to hit. This man's equipment was obviously not as good as the one just now, so Guo Kang took the opportunity to shoot him through the back of the heart. Someone next to him immediately picked up his gun, but he didn't know how to use it at all. He picked up the matchlock, pointed it diagonally in the general direction, and fired a shot blindly to strengthen his courage.
"Kill! Kill!" It was a good thing that he didn't shoot. Before the smoke cleared, the two gray knights on the other side also rushed out from behind the debris pile, got directly into the back of the team, and killed everyone they saw.
Several other people in ambush also began to attack the enemy alternately. As long as no one was paying attention, they would be attacked. For a time, a large group of troops actually took turns attacking.
It is said that the story of killing and sex is more attractive. The latter is easy to harmonize, so the former is the best "routine" in online articles, just like most people still like stories of decisive killing.
However, I had previously written a synopsis of a story with a Shang Dynasty background, and submitted it to several platforms, but it was rejected. Now that I think about it, maybe the Shang Dynasty was too decisive in killing...
(End of chapter)
