"You're coming from over there, and you're good at martial arts. One can beat several of us. We want to get closer to you and learn from you. The veteran said.

"yes. Your technology is really, not to mention. It's true. The other Red Turban soldiers said. Hearing the others say that made them embarrassed to say anything. After all, such a thing, they really never thought it would be such a result.

"Alright. Let's eat, eat your stomach, let's rest well, maybe there will be a big war. Zhou Cang said. Hearing such news, others began to talk about it. There is a war to be fought, which shows that the battle is not over. They all want to know exactly where to fight.

"Sir, can you tell us about it. Somewhere to fight? A Red Turban soldier said.

"I don't know. It is estimated that he went to Lijiazhuang, and the new army in Xiyuan was surrounded. A large number of troops have gone over there. Our independent guerrilla brigade, it is estimated that it will not be able to wander around the periphery, I heard, go over there, there are muskets. Our brigade can't give up such an opportunity, you say, don't you? Zhou Cang said.

"Well, sir, can we get muskets?" Lao Huang's thoughts began to come alive, they had already heard of the power of muskets. Not long after the muskets appeared, the entire Xiyuan New Army was all fried. Even though many people haven't seen it, it's a whole new situation that all of them can't deal with, and it's definitely not something that these people can deal with, so in this situation, many people actively want to deal with this new situation.

"Yes. Absolutely, but you'll have to teach them your martial arts skills, and I'll promote you to be the squad leader. As a squad leader, you are qualified to hold a musket. Let me tell you, if you want to hold a musket, you must have good fighting skills, and if you don't have this skill, you want to hold a musket. No way. Zhou Cang waved his arm and said. Hearing this, the soldiers of the Independent Brigade were gearing up, and the speed of cooking was much faster, and many soldiers of the Independent Brigade began to surround the captives who came from the New Army in the West Garden, because their fighting skills were really good, and they asked the other party to teach them some. Because they also want to fight with muskets.

Lijiazhuang. The battle continued, but the soldiers on both sides entered a strange way of fighting, and the soldiers on both sides kept digging trenches, digging here and there, but there was very little fighting.

"Bang." A crisp gunshot rang out, and the soldiers of the New Army in the trench didn't dare to show their heads to see who fired the gun, they could only shake their heads and look at the unlucky guy who was shot.

Even if they hadn't been shot, they would have had a hard time dealing with the wounds.

Xiyuan New Army, former army sergeant, Wei Lian. People call him Lao Wei. He took his knife and looked back at the hapless fellow, who had only been shot in the shoulder by a bullet, but the bullet had remained inside. Such wounds are difficult to deal with.

"Old Wei, what should I do?" A soldier came over to take a look, but the other ninja didn't call out, but it was useless, they couldn't treat such a wound at all, and sent it to the back to treat the wound, eighty percent of them were going to die there.

"How do I know what to do? This wound might as well be killed. Lao Wei said embarrassedly.

"Otherwise, let's send him over there." The soldier said.

"W-is this possible?" Lao Wei looked at the other party and said.

"Actually, I've heard that the Chinese army has already done this." The soldier said helplessly.

"We can't treat this kind of injury. It takes a lot of medicine to stop the bleeding. Even if the bleeding stops. What can it be? There's nothing going to change that. This brother must not be able to survive, and this arm will at least be scrapped, and it is not a way to go on like this. Go home, come home and be a black man. The soldier said.

"I heard that there is a way to treat such wounded soldiers, they have their own methods, and the Chinese army has already sent them over several times. They were able to be cured. Perhaps, this arm can be saved. The soldier said.

In the face of the threat of muskets and artillery, the survival of the soldiers of the New Army in Xiyuan is also facing a great challenge, and the first thing they have to face is not to be injured, but injuries are often unavoidable, and in such a situation, it is impossible to avoid them. Soldiers wounded by muskets were sent to the rear with only a dead end, and those who survived were all wasted. The imperial court won't care about them as wasters, they are actually still dead.

"Okay. Brother, whether you can survive or not depends on your own. We're sending you over there, and you're going to live. Lao Wei said. The other party's pale face nodded. At this point, there is only one way.

"Dig fast, dig fast. Dig deeper, don't you see the guns over there? If you want to go down, dig the trench deeper. A lieutenant shouted loudly. Lao Wei and the other party nodded, secretly sent the other party out of the trench, and then the other party crawled over by himself, so as to give the other party a chance to survive.

Lao Wei shook his head, only hoping that such a thing would not happen to him. Then they began to dig deeper trenches, because they had already seen. The cold gun on the opposite side is too accurate. It's more powerful than a fucking crossbow.

On the opposite side of the Red Turban Army position.

"Sir, the one I wounded crawled over on his own. Shall we shoot? Zhang Dayou asked Kuroko, Kuroko was their commander, Kuroko finally found an opportunity and went to the battlefield. He was excited, and his men were well armed with weapons than the rest of the troops.

"Don't shoot, let him crawl over on his own. Prepare the stretcher team and send it to the back to heal the wounds. Kuroko said.

"Oh." Zhang Dayou released his fingers from the trigger.

"Sir, I originally hit the opponent in the head, but unfortunately the bullet didn't know what was going on, and it ran to the opponent's shoulder. Otherwise, I'll kill someone. Zhang Dayou explained. The musket Zhang Dayou was holding was not an ordinary arquebus. Rather, flintlock pistols. This gun does not need to take care of the fire rope, just open the fire door and pull the trigger. Very convenient. And it's also very powerful, but the musket can't hit accurately. Within 30 steps, you can still reach where to point. But beyond that distance, the bullets will basically run around. It's good to be able to hit the target within fifty paces.

Because the barrel they used was not rifled, but a smoothbore gun, and the shotgun shot was basically solved by more soldiers shooting intensively. Want to have a bigger effect. They had to mobilize more forces to shoot, and they were the soldiers who were able to hit the other side. I'm already very lucky. Because the combat distance between the two sides is fifty paces away, this distance to hit the target is already quite remarkable.

In the face of the tactics of digging trenches by the officers and soldiers, the Red Turban Army also had countermeasures, and the solution they came up with was to use cold guns and cold guns to deal with them, so that they could kill and injure the enemy to the maximum extent and stop the enemy from advancing further.

The old black was the one who came up with such a trick, because he was very disgusted with the guys who were throwing guns around with muskets. What they do is infuriating.

"Alright. It's nice to hit the target. Xiao Zhang. This gun has this problem with itself. No wonder the commander asked me to practice platoon gun tactics. Lao Hei said.

As for the platoon gun tactics, Lao Hei was very disgusted at first, because he thought you were committing suicide, but then he personally operated these flintlock guns, and he found out the problem, within thirty steps, the bullet was basically a straight trajectory. But beyond thirty paces, the bullet is basically like a drunk.

You can't hit where you want to hit, and you can hit where you don't want to. This is simply a miracle of miracles, in such a situation, only a denser formation can ensure that enough bullets will hit the opponent, which is completely compensated by the superiority in numbers.

This is also an inevitable process that musket tactics will go through. There are still many, many problems with flintlock pistols, but no one can avoid this process.

It is a pity that the barrel of the flintlock pistol and the barrel of the arquebus are different, although the caliber of both is the same, but the processing is completely different. It took more than seventy-two hours to process a flintlock barrel, and in the same time, more than 15 arquebus barrels could be produced, and at that time, a cannon could be cast.

"It's a pity that there are too few muskets like this. At present, only one of our platoons can be used, and this person, we are like that. Keep an eye on it, and don't let the target be beaten. Kuroko asked. Then he went somewhere else to check on the situation. He had to keep an eye on it. Because in this case, the officers and soldiers can also shoot them, among the new army in the West Garden, there are no longer a few marksmen, and the weapons they use are all good bows and crossbows with great lethality, in this case, it is better to be careful.

The troops are secretly advancing. Shang Wu and Jia Xu were no exception, but they could only walk.

"This is the battle report sent by Li Jiazhuang, you'd better give them some instructions." Jia Xu handed over the battle report in his hand to Shang Wu. Shangwu nodded, then opened it and looked at it.

"To be honest, this is also a very troublesome thing." Jia Xu said.

"It's not troublesome at all, you can solve the problem by using a large-caliber mortar, but this kind of weapon is not too convenient to move, so we didn't make it." Shang Wu said. Seeing the matter of digging a trench, Shangwu also felt a little surprised.