Now in this Ming Empire, the military household has long been abolished, and there are many military nurses and soldiers, all of whom have become generals and long-term workers of the government. They also did not go through a battle, and in principle they were about the same as the common people.

But there is a key factor here, that is, all the military men who were born were destined to fight in blood and fire since he was a child. In their opinion, God has predestined their fate, that is, to die in battle. In this regard, their psychological quality is even higher than that of those people.

Especially after the birth of these military households, they pursued a principle, after the people were born, they pursued the principle of being kind to others, and what they pursued was to warm the righteousness for a thousand years.

Yang Kuang was originally extremely righteous in this military camp, so although these soldiers did not go through a real war, the thing of righteousness united them tightly. If you want to be born, you will live together, and if you want to die, you will die together, this has been integrated into their bones. So when Yang Kuang was standing on the tattered wall, huddled together to keep warm, and the brothers together had already made them put life and death out of the way.

Looking at the 500 brothers around him, Yang Kuang ordered loudly: "Sign Ding come here, cooperate with our brothers, and organize a two-person bombardment team in advance, and the rest of the Ding brothers will watch and learn carefully." ”

The eunuchs of the prison army also shouted with all their might: "The time has come to protect the family and defend the country, and the time to repay the emperor's kindness has come. ”

Such a slogan makes him hoarse and screaming justice, but there are very few who can really respond.

In this era, the family and the country are the most orthodox concepts. What the literati and doctors continue to instill in the people is that the Ming Empire is not the empire of the people, it is the world of your old Zhu family. Since it is your family, it has nothing to do with us, no matter who overthrows you, it is just a change of dynasty, what does it have to do with us?

Yang Kuang took over at this time and announced loudly to the signatories behind him: "My brother and I will be on the first line, and then it's up to you." The father-in-law of the town guard has announced that he will be sure to kill an enemy and reward him with one tael of silver, and the outside is only a mere 500 taels of silver. ”

The most simple speech, the most intimate accounting, made those signatories from poor people start to be eager to try. Silver is always much stronger than the Great Truth.

In the end, 500 signatories came over and carried the long and thick barrels of the two-person platform, which became the gun rack of the two-person platform.

The 500 two-person tables had already been loaded, and the signer in front of him carried the huge barrel on his shoulder, and Yang Kuang ordered loudly: "Lie your body behind the wall battlement, don't tremble and dodge when you shoot, and you will have one or two silver when the time comes." ”

This arrangement made the originally trembling and terrified sign-ding feel infinitely safe. As long as you lie behind the wall, the enemy's iron cannon can't hit you, and after your own two-person platform is launched, Meng can also be killed one or two, and then one or two silver will be in hand, deducting the deduction of the superior's deduction, and then the big head of the launcher, how can you get a few dozen dollars, this is already a lot of income, the more you settle the account, the more you feel that you have earned, and the less fear of death will be, so let's fight. ”

The enemy approached in a hurry, and rushed into the barracks over one hastily dug trench after another.

Yang Kuang stood on this low camp wall, and still looked at his father.

Of course, the father knew the thoughts of this white son, and smiled calmly: "I am seventy or eighty years old, and I am very satisfied to live to this day, I can help you strengthen your momentum, gather the hearts of these people, and be willing even if you die." ”

I took a look at my son who had picked it up for nothing.

As a result, the little guy was not only not afraid, but full of excitement, which is the boy's innate gene for weapons and war: "Dad, give me a gun too, it's very fun." ”

Yang Kuang touched the child's head, but he didn't feel pity, because he knew that if he wanted to keep this military camp, he had to give up everything.

Raising his hand high, calculating the distance of the swarming enemies, he was silently calculating the numbers in his heart, getting closer, they were already within the range of the two of them, and he slashed his hand fiercely: "Put-"

With his roar, the sound of the two-person platform like a burst burst out, and the power of the fixed gunpowder exerted its huge potential, just when the enemy still had 1,000 steps, the countless lead spewed out of each barrel was like an iron broom, with the devil's treacherous smile, roaring and pounced on the enemy on the opposite side, the density was like the iron wall of death, and in the blink of an eye, it blocked the enemy's progress with blood and fire.

Xiaoliang Qi was originally through the war, but he was a defeated during the Warring States period in Japan, and it was difficult to gain a foothold in Japan, so he went to Daming to be a widow. He was most knowledgeable about shooting enemy firearms, because he also had a scar on his body, at least the same firearm as the Ming Dynasty, the lead of the Japanese iron cannon. When he charged forward, he saw the 500 black holes on the opposite side, and he knew intuitively that the shooting distance was not comparable to the distance of the Japanese iron cannon he mastered. A beating that is powerless to fight back is already inevitable. So Xiao Liangqi stood up heroically, put on the most heroic pose, raised his katana diagonally, and shouted at the fanatical samurai and Yan Siqi's pirates around him: "For countless money, kill and give——"

Then he proudly watched as batch after batch of warriors, in fact, cannon fodder, rushed past him like a tide and crashed into the bullets fired by the enemy.

His choice was the right and the wisest, the cannon fodder, who had been carried away by the blood, crashed into the wall of the shotgun fired from the opposite side as they rushed forward.

The sound of puff lead into flesh was very familiar to Xiao Liang, and he could only close his eyes in pain, because for every person who was hit by lead, there would definitely not be a survivor.

In his experience, the one who was killed directly was the luckiest, because he would die without pain. And those who are injured are the most painful. Because the lead thing is like a ghost in hell, after it is beaten into the flesh, it immediately turns into a puddle of liquid, tears all the muscles, breaks all the bones, and then rolls in the body, the front is just a hole the size of a mother and child, but through the body, it will explode a hole the size of a bowl in the back of the body, and splash out with the internal organs in the body. Even those who survive will no longer heal their wounds and will become suppurative and infected. Winter is like this, let alone this scorching summer, they will die wailing in the infection.

The warriors who rushed to the front were knocked down one by one, and immediately lost nearly 200 of his 500 men.

Such a result made Xiao Liang Qiben feel heartache. But this did not allow him to issue an order to withdraw his troops, because in his eyes, although the enemy's firearms were fierce, the enemy who operated him was a group of people, and as long as they continued to attack, their great courage would completely collapse them.

This is not courage, but more importantly, with experience, after the first round of the enemy's shooting, there will be a long reloading process. And in this long reloading process, the speed of his own charge is enough to allow his army iron gunners to rush into their own shooting range. The battle ended when his own cannon was fired.

Continuing to charge, Xiao Liang silently calculated the time, but while he was calculating, there was another roar of two-person platforms on the opposite side, and another wall of lead, blocking the advance of his soldiers. There were nearly 200 of their own warriors, and they were torn into flesh and blood without even seeing what the enemy on the opposite side looked like.

This speed made Xiao Liang feel incredible, and just when he felt incredible, the table gun on the opposite side once again pointed the muzzle of the bowl at him.

So Xiao Liang immediately made up his mind, turned around, and fled to the team desperately. And the surviving pirates were also blinded by this continuous blow, and when they saw the boss fleeing, what were they waiting for, and they scattered together.

This battle was supposed to be fierce, and it ended with the Ming people, after using the fixed gunpowder, with a battle loss ratio of 0:400.

After a short silence, bursts of wild shouts and screams resounded throughout the camp, and the people who were watching the battle in the back suddenly found that those brothers who had originally stepped forward had a big bargain, 5 yuan and silver for nothing, and they lost the opportunity to make a fortune, so they rushed up with envy and hatred and robbed those former brothers of their positions.

The eunuch of the prison army smiled and saw his teeth and eyes, and personally stuffed half a tael of silver into the hands of those people and soldiers who participated in the battle for the first time, so that the profits were made, and the people who did not have the opportunity to participate in the battle for the first time felt that they had lost a lot.

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