Ten shots for one person!

Is it that simple to fight a war?

No.

But sometimes, it's simple. For Sun Ermao, every time he pulled the trigger, he had a feeling that those thieves were like rabbits under the muzzle, just like in the past, after the autumn harvest, hunting hares in the fields, but at that time they used bows, and now they use muskets.

But even if it was a musket, there were times when there was a dumb fire, and when he pulled the trigger again, although the fire cap exploded, there was no familiar back seat, and he was stunned and didn't react for a while.

What's going on?

Before he could react, he heard the captain on the side shout.

"What the hell is a pig brain, shoot more than a dozen shots with a through, there is residue in the barrel, blocking the bullets......"

Obviously, it's not just one person who has such a problem.

Although the flammable paper shell cartridge can be used to stuff the entire cartridge directly into the chamber, the flame generated by the fire cap during firing will ignite the flammable paper shell and gunpowder together, which not only accelerates the firing speed, but also brings another problem - gunpowder residue hanging.

This is because the Minne-type bullet is only slightly smaller than the caliber of the barrel, if the chamber is smooth, it can naturally fall to the bottom of the chamber with the help of gravity, even if it is a little residue, and the butt on the ground can also make the paper shell bullet fall to the bottom, but the problem is that after a long time of shooting, with the increase of debris, it is very likely that the bullet will be stuck in the middle of the barrel, and the flame of the fire cap will naturally not ignite the flammable paper shell, and the gun will become dumb.

And the only way to solve the problem is to put strips of cloth with strips of cloth every dozen shots, and wipe off the residue on the barrel through the barrel, but the problem is ...... A lot of people just care about shooting, and they also care about wiping the barrel there.

After one after another, the captains naturally scolded with hatred of iron and steel, and in the captain's scolding, Sun Ermao hurriedly picked up the strip inserted in the ground, stuffed it into the muzzle, and cleaned the barrel by compacting the bullets.

It was only a moment before he pulled the trigger again.

When he loaded the bullets from the tiles into the barrel of the gun, he raised his eyes and saw the thief wielding a large knife in the distance? Squeezing desperately through the gaps between the deer? He quickly picked up his gun and aimed it at the guy.

"Kill ......"

Not even finished shouting? Li Dahu felt as if he had been hit by a hammer in his chest? As soon as the whole body was weak, the person fell on the deer? The corners of his lips were foaming with blood, and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He didn't even see the appearance of the officers and soldiers clearly? was hit by a bullet.

With the blurring of consciousness, there was only one thought left in Li Dahu's mind.

Steamed bread!

If you can eat a bite of white flour steamed buns, how many will there be!

Hanging between the deer like this, his life is slowly passing by? And more people around died under artillery fire and a rain of bullets? One thief after another fell.

"Kill, kill, kill the officers and soldiers, eat big meat, eat ......"

Don't wait for an eyebrow to finish shouting? A cannonball that landed nearby knocked him to the ground, and the fragments of the cannonball directly cut off one of his thighs? For a time the blood flowed like a column,

"Master Mei? Mei Ye ......"

An old battalion soldier shouted, just ran towards him? The old battalion soldier fell to the ground hard? A stray bullet hit him in the head.

"Quick? Quick, protect the eyebrows ......"

The guards beside Yi Mei tried to carry him back, but before he could retreat, he was blown to pieces by a cannonball.

After several rounds of artillery and rifle volleys, the vanguard team of tens of thousands of thieves was killed four or five thousand people, and the rest fled back desperately, but so many people squeezed towards the narrow passage between the deer, and everyone was crowded into chaos, and the Ming army in the trenches didn't even need to aim, they only needed to aim at the crowd, and they would definitely be able to hit an enemy. Sometimes a shell falls into the crowd, and it immediately sets off a bloody storm, and the shattered limbs are scattered in the air, broken intestines, broken arms, and minced flesh are splashed everywhere, and more are the wounded struggling in a pool of blood.

The sound of gunfire, the sound of cannons, echoed in the air, and in the sound of gunfire, some of the lucky ones still escaped, and they fled backwards in terror, but the shells and bullets still kept coming from behind as if they had eyes, and many fled halfway, still blown up into the sky or hit by bullets.

Finally, when the gunfire stopped, only the corpses were left on the ground, and there were also half-dead thieves on the ground wailing and struggling.

Liu Fangliang and the others, who were watching the battle behind the battle, were all stunned by the scene in front of them, they had fought, and more than once, they had attacked no less than dozens of cities, but the scene in front of them still made their backs cold, and even broke out in a cold sweat.

"Dang, when I was in Ningwuguan, I wasn't so ruthless......"

Liu Fangliang couldn't help but say.

In Ningwuguan, the Shun army died 70,000 people, but it was only a few days, and this is a lot of effort in front of him, these dog officers and soldiers are too fucking powerful!

A line of eyebrows died, and even the madman fled back in horror, his body was full of blood, all of which belonged to others, and even a piece of minced meat hung on his shoulder, he used to be called a madman, and said with a pale face.

"This, these dog officers and soldiers' firearms, the wife is so powerful, the lead can hit a person and make a fist-sized blood hole, I, I have never seen such a powerful thing after so many years of fighting, as soon as the cannon hits, Fang Yuan can't see a living person for dozens of zhang......"

When he spoke, he also had a chill in his heart, he was lucky to survive, and even now, he has not forgotten the scene when he was knocked to the ground when the cannonball blew up the people around him, if it weren't for someone in front of him to block it, it is estimated that his life would have been thrown there, and when he stood up from the pile of dead, he was covered in blood. All I could see was stumps and broken arms, and wounded soldiers struggling to die in pools of blood.

Even if he was used to seeing death, he was still shocked by such a tragic situation.

Looking at the crazy appearance, although he was horrified in his heart, Liu Fangliang just smiled and said.

"Don't worry, it's just a test, when will we take it down in a war!"

After that, Liu Fangliang stared coldly ahead, and through the binoculars, he saw the Ming army behind the deer and the deer walked out, with spears in their hands, walking among the deer.

What are they doing?

Clean up the battlefield.

Carrying a gun, he walked to the pool of blood between the deer, and looked at the thieves who were struggling and wriggling in it, they had either lost their arms or thighs, and even many of them had lost their legs and arms, they were struggling in the pool of blood like fish. When they came, the thieves cried out loudly.

"Please, make up for it, make up for it......"

When anti-thieves, how many people are real anti-thieves, the vast majority of them are just cannon fodder, from the very beginning, their fate is doomed......

Zheng Sen, who was on the city wall, just quietly looked at the battlefield in front of him, not so much a battlefield as a slaughterhouse, just when he was about to ask about the casualties of the side, suddenly, there was a lookout soldier shouted loudly.

"Shelling! The thieves have fired! ”