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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Zhang Qiang is very strange what weapons can block his garrison troops, those garrison troops are led by elite rebel soldiers, Baihu is the elite rebel soldiers, the general flag is a senior rebel soldier, Xiaoqi is a skilled rebel soldier, the soldier is a new recruit soldier who has been tested in the recruit camp and is much more powerful than the militia These unqualified guys, the rebel soldiers, are regular army soldiers.

Such a force against the peasant rebel army, that is, the Ming official army, and against the Ming officers and soldiers, it is the elite Qing and Han army banner soldiers, but they were suppressed by the enemy for an hour and did not come to rescue themselves.

Even those militia units, in the eyes of the Ming officers and soldiers, are also qualified soldiers, much more powerful than those who were temporarily recruited, or who came to the farmers, and they are simply soldiers with the same combat effectiveness as the Qing Green Battalion.

The Qing Green Battalion, which was reorganized by some surrendered Ming officers and soldiers, was mainly used to garrison the locality, suppress the people and arrest bandits, and was later set up by the Qing Army Tartars, and was proposed by Hong Chengchou, who repeatedly appeared on the battlefields of Hunan, Hubei, and Nanjing, and gave advice to the Tartars, and destroyed the resistance officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty through various conspiracies and tricks, and persuaded the Ming officers and soldiers to surrender.

Such a unit, the one that had high expectations, was actually suppressed by the enemy and almost killed itself.

Zhang Qiang felt that the person who organized this assassination was very clever and well-planned.

It's just that he didn't take into account the combat effectiveness of the Chasseur Guards here, as well as the number of soldiers nearby.

"My lord, after I arrived, I ordered them to charge regardless of damage, after all, they were few people, even if a Dutchman Captain Vasari came later, rushed out with some Portuguese heavy infantry, and almost broke the garrison, it couldn't turn the tide of the battle, and invested a hundred households, the arquebusiers I brought from Jinhua Mansion, the professional arquebusiers you trained, defeated them in just one time, and then the cavalry charged, all disarmed and surrendered, and none of them ran away."

"Okay," Zhang Qiang waved his clenched fist in the air.

Zhu Dayou had a little smile on his face at this time, and he glanced back at the battlefield.

The battle was over on the battlefield, and the officers and men of the garrison camp had arrived, from the arquebus factory and the four garrison camps in and out of the mountains behind.

The sound of horses' hooves could be faintly heard resounding through the valley, and the regular cavalry carrying battle flags was pouring in like a tide.

The torches were lit, and the surroundings were dark, but the valley and the more mountains were lit up.

"Have you captured the enemy's guns?" Zhang Qiang asked.

"Oh, it's captured." Zhu Dayou responded, and then shouted to the back.

A cavalryman took a stout and heavy gun from the saddle hook.

Zhang Qiang took it from Zhu Dayou's hand, just started, almost got out of his hand, this gun is heavier than the Portuguese arquebus made by François, but the barrel is shorter, the whole gun looks like it is made of a lot of steel, exquisite design, exquisite craftsmanship, there are a lot of foreign languages carved on it, Zhang Qiang can't read it, it is estimated that it is not Portuguese, or Spanish, or Dutch, in short, it doesn't matter.

Under the reflection of the torch, Zhang Qiang carefully observed the gun.

This is undoubtedly a shot from the information he consulted in his previous life for the purpose of writing an article.

Drum ignition.

The trigger was pulled.

A feeling of heaviness that requires a lot of force to pull.

The sparks from the friction of the steel wheel quickly gathered all over the powder magazine, and when the lid of the powder magazine was lifted, there was actually a small thing like a bullet casing.

It's just that the gunpowder inside the cartridge case has been ignited and the bullet has been knocked out.

"Ah, so advanced," Zhang Qiang exclaimed in surprise.

Bullet casings made of iron, fixed gunpowder, fixed bullets, fixed ammunition that skips the paper tube and sits, and the steps of fixed bullets, this is a little advanced, but a big step forward, a century advanced.

Zhang Qiang fiddled with this gun repeatedly and couldn't put it down.

"How do you get back the bullet?"

Zhang Qiang was talking to himself, obsessed with this gun.

Fiddling for a long time and not knowing what to do.

"My lord, I'm looking here." Wei Wuji's voice rang out.

"You're here," Zhang Qiang didn't know when he arrived.

Following Wei Wuji's point, Zhang Qiang pressed it, "Qiang-" sounded.

Iron shells, which jumped out from the side, were then pushed into the powder magazine on the other side.

"Huh," Zhang Qiang called again.

"It's so interesting." Zhang Qiang nodded with satisfaction.

This is somewhat similar to the magazines and magazines of later generations.

"Get out of the way," Zhang Qiang shouted to the people around him.

"My lord, let a soldier test the gun for you, otherwise if there is any accident, it will not be good for you to blow up." At this time, Zhu Dayou stopped Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang thought for a while and replied, "It's okay." ”

Then back away and give it to a soldier.

This arquebusier, under the guidance of Zhu Dayou, quickly aimed into the distance, and a "snap" shot rang out.

I saw a wisp of smoke and dust rising from a big tree with a thick bowl mouth about a hundred meters away.

"Exactly." The soldier not only did not complain about Zhang Qiang and a group of people who let him test the gun, and did not care about his life, but shouted in surprise.

"Try again." Zhang Qiang shouted.

"My lord, there are no bullets." The soldier said.

"Anything else?" Zhang Qiang asked.

Zhu Dayou said: "My lord, also, we have captured a total of ten, three are completely damaged, two are faulty, two have run out of ammunition, and one is the most intact, that is, this one, there are three bullets in it, and the other two are still full, and a total of five bullets can be pressed inside." ”

"Well, get another one and try it." Zhang Qiang said.

Another one was brought in, and the soldier operated it quickly, firing five shots, and the spear hit the trunk of a tree 100 meters away.

Zhang Qiang remembered, it should be a rifled gun.

Zhang Qiang took the gun that had just fired the bullet from Zhu Dayou's hand, and asked the soldier to hold the torch closer, and carefully observe the inside of the barrel, and sure enough, a rifled wire was in the muzzle.

Throwing the guns to Zhu Dayou, Zhang Qiang said: "Save these captured guns, search for ammunition, clear the battlefield, interrogate the prisoners, don't throw away a bullet, even if it's a lost bullet casing, you have to get it back for me, don't let go of any of those prisoners, they are all taken to the arquebus factory and imprisoned, and I will interrogate them tomorrow." ”

"Yes, my lord." Zhu Dayou replied.

Zhang Qiang turned around and said to Wei Wuji: "Block the whole territory, chase and suppress the enemy for me, don't let go of those who have helped them, kill those who should be killed, and copy the house that should be raided, you can do it, I will go to the arquebus factory to rest." ”

The arquebus garrison ran over, "My lord, we have completely annihilated those who stood in my way against the enemy, and also captured ten guns, my lord, I am late to rescue the driver in the vicinity, and please punish me." ”

"It's none of your business, go and prepare a place for me to rest." Zhang Qiang shouted.

The captain of his own army ran over, sweating profusely, with a saber in one hand and a head in the other, and several enemy heads hanging from his horse.

Zhang Qiang looked at the new captain of the cavalry of the pro-soldier who looked like he was bloody, and his face was hideous, and he nodded heavily.

A sincere smile suddenly appeared on the face of the new pro-soldier captain.

Back at the arquebus factory, before Zhang Qiang could sit down, he saw a small group of heralds rushing in like a gale, shouting: "Report ——, 100,000 urgent, the Dutch, Portuguese, pirates, Qing army Tartars are attacking our coast in a big way, and the coast is in an emergency." ”