Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Power of the Fusiliers

Hundreds of people suddenly rushed over in front of them, and the black pressure was overwhelming, with a very strong impact and sense of oppression.

At this time, the role of Maoist Thought was reflected, and Wang Youzhen also saw that Maoist Thought has a more powerful role for an army than advanced weapons.

Iron will.

The people who rushed over were not good stubbles, they were all famous bullies in ten miles and eight villages.

The young people of the village warriors all grew up listening to their bad reputations, and even grew up living in their shadows.

Before learning Mao's thoughts, these villagers usually saw these young hands who did all kinds of evil, and they didn't dare to look at them.

Passing by them, they walked as fast as they could.

When I walked over, my legs were still a little shaky.

Standing around, Yan Ding Qingzhuang looked at the thirty villagers at the front, and never thought that there would be such a day.

These thirty villagers, who were still children, faced the green hands who rushed over with shouts and murder.

Not only is there no fear at all, but there is even an unprecedented calmness.

As hundreds of young hands got closer and closer, they got closer and closer to the not very wide canal in front of Xiangyongmen. Seeing the arrogant voice, it became clearer and clearer.

Wang Laipin gave the first order: "Get angry." ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang. ”

After a dense series of flintlock firing sounds, puffs of smoke filled the empty fields.

The green hands also came prepared this time, although some of them didn't look down on these mud legs.

But they were still very well prepared, and the green hands in the first row held muddy rattan baskets in their hands, and the rattan baskets were covered with a thick quilt.

These rudimentary rattan baskets were made by the twenty border soldiers to resist firearms on the battlefield.

When they were at the border, they used these rattan baskets to paste mud and quilts to block the firearms in Jiannu's hands. The sound of ten flintlock pistols firing together quickly attracted the attention of everyone present.

The second-in-command Iron Face first looked dark, he never thought that Old Man Wang still had a batch of birds in his hand that could be used.

But it didn't take it very seriously, anyway, at the strong request of those border veterans, this rudimentary mud rattan basket was used.

Under the watchful eyes of the second-in-command Iron Face and the blue-handed shopkeeper, these simple rattan baskets really blocked the lead bullet, and none of the green hands fell to the ground because of the fire of the firearms.

Unlike the ugly face of the second-in-command iron face, a smile obviously appeared on the face of the green hand shopkeeper, standing in the distance with a smile, copying the cuffs, looking at the mud legs and green hands in front of him who were about to collide together.

But the next scene made the green shopkeeper unable to laugh anymore.

According to the instructions of the border guard, after the first row of green hands blocked the lead bullet, in order to break the opponent's formation faster and more effectively.

Throw the rattan basket in your hand as soon as possible, and slash at the opponent's head with the long knife in your hand.

The green hands who were running wildly in the first row did the same, and after blocking the lead bullets, he threw away the rattan basket in his hand with a happy face.

But as soon as they were thrown away, there was a second dense sound of flintlock firing.

"Bang! Bang! Bang. ”

With the sound of a dense flintlock firing gun, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated over the vast fields.

More of it spread, making the smell of gunpowder smoke in the fields thick and pungent.

The kind expression on the face of the green hand shopkeeper instantly turned gloomy, because at least a dozen green hands died in just this breath.

Because the opponent's bird gun does not spew out a buckshot, but a small piece of lead bullet.

That is to say, at the same time, a leading border guard suddenly stunned: "The formation of the Qi family's army." ”

If Wang Laipin heard the words of this veteran of the border pass, he would definitely say that this was not the tactics of the Qi family's army, but the linear tactics in the Wutang infantry drill.

Just after the old guard at the border gate made a stunned sound, the other old guards turned their attention to it.

Soon I was surprised to find that the other party was really using the formation of the Qi family's army.

The relaxed expressions on the faces of all the border guards disappeared, and all of them were full of seriousness.

There are high-ranking people among the enemy.

Just when the old pawn at the border gate made a stunned gap, the sound of a third flintlock firing came out one after another.

When the old pawn leader of the border saw this scene, he relaxed and comforted the Qingshou shopkeeper: "The distance between the two sides is only fifty steps." ”

"A normal man in the prime of life only needs ten breaths to run fifty steps."

"Even if you use the formation of the Qi family's army and divide it into three batches to fire the bird's gun, you can only fire three or four breaths."

"After all, it takes at least thirty breaths to reload buckshot."

As soon as the words fell, it seemed that God's punishment for the old pawn at the border gate for investing in the tiger quickly broke the idea he had formed for so many years at the border pass.

"Bang! Bang! Bang. ”

Just as the third burst of birds firing ended, the fourth burst followed.

At this time, nearly thirty people had fallen in the green hands that rushed over.

The green hands that were shot by lead projectiles were fine, and the dead bodies didn't make any sound.

Those green hands who were badly injured and fell to the ground were completely different.

One by one, they screamed violently, and the miserable sound made the remaining green hands very hairy.

The second-in-command, Iron Face, was originally in the middle when he rushed over, and he was also worried about being shot in the body by the bird. Just after the bird gun fired the first buckshot, the second-in-command Iron Face rushed to the front as in order to take advantage.

But instead of mud-legged men crying and running away, he was greeted by a large patch of small buckshot.

The second-in-command Iron Face, a blue-handed second-in-command with a very high status in Shili Eight Villages, died tragically in the lead bullet of the flintlock pistol.

Then, a flurry of flintlock gunfire rang out, and pieces of lead bullet were fired head-on.

Two or three hundred were the green hands in the township, and soon only half of them were left.

The ground was littered with corpses, but not the corpses of the mud legs that they had killed from time to time in the past, but the corpses of the green hands.

I don't know who suddenly shouted and ran, and all the remaining green hands immediately threw away the sharp knives, spears and other weapons in their hands.

ran back desperately, hated my parents for missing two legs, and ran backwards crying and shouting.

At this time, the young and strong salters who had been waiting at the edge of the field for a long time rushed over in a swarm amid the shouts of Patriarch Jiao and others.

After all, the Xiangyong who faced the green hands head-on just now were all their children and nephews.

If such a big thing happens, let all your children go to the front, and let their faces as elders be put there.