"Put the side cards one by one, and leave a punch gap in the middle as a gun hole. Don't waste those corpses, they are all stacked in front of the side cards, and the knives, guns, bows and arrows are all picked up and placed in the position where they can be used. As long as we can hold out for half an hour, Shen Jiangzuo will rush up with a large army......"

In the loud voice of Liang Ertiao, which was very different from his small body, twenty soldiers of the Dragon Sparrow Army, who had recovered most of their physical strength, were seizing the time to erect the side cards left by the Yuan soldiers one by one to form a protective barrier, and at the same time put the corpses in front of the side cards to act as meat shields.

A soldier said while collecting the scattered weapons: "As long as the ammunition is sufficient, let alone half an hour, it will be one or two hours." ”

Liang Ertiao wiped the short guns and muskets, and looked at the Yuan soldiers gathered at the foot of the mountain, but the expression on his face was not as relaxed as that soldier: "We still have too few people, even if we don't have to worry about ammunition, how many Yuan soldiers can ten muskets stop?" The power of the shotgun is huge, but it has to be as close as twenty paces to be used. If the Yuan soldiers fought to kill dozens of people, carried a wave of casualties, and rushed to the front of this side card trench, we would not have enough people to gnaw. ”

The soldier picked up his weapon for a moment, thought about it, nodded again and again, looked down the hillside, and said, "The team general is right." Fortunately, the slope is slippery and steep, not to mention freeing your hands to release arrows, and it is not easy to climb up on all fours. As long as these guys crawl like turtles, we can beat them all over the ground. ”

"That's it, where can I find a good target for sending it to the door like this."

The soldiers of the Dragon Bird Army were happy, and they didn't worry about being outnumbered at all - at least at this moment, everyone's mentality was very relaxed.

Liang Ertiao nodded, retracted his gaze, and greeted loudly: "Okay, everyone rest, drink some water, eat dry food, and wait for the target to come to the door." ”

In the midst of laughter, the soldiers of the Dragon Bird Army all gathered around, and only two sentry points were placed on the north slope, and the rest of the soldiers squatted or sittened, eating and drinking. Whether you're hungry or not, you can't go wrong with replenishing your energy, or you won't know if you'll have a chance to eat or drink once you've exchanged fire. For a while, in addition to the sound of gurgling water on the top of the mountain, there were all kinds of chewing sounds.

Liang Ertiao's team stepped on the white first, and in order to reduce weight, they only brought guns, ammunition and a pot of water, and had no food. The things they eat now are all collected from Yuan Bing, although most of them are coarse cakes of miscellaneous grains, but at this moment, there is nothing to be picky about.

Although the ground was full of blood, there were layers of corpses, and all kinds of strange smells rushed to the nose, but these twenty-one people were all elite veterans, and they had been in a worse environment than what was in front of them, and this little scene was really nothing.

After eating for a while, I heard the soldier of the sentry shout: "The Yuan soldiers have come up, at least three hundred." ”

Liang Ertiao threw down the coarse cake that was still half left, poured a large mouthful of water on his neck, swallowed the food in his mouth vigorously, stuck the short gun in his waist, and picked up the musket: "Brothers, it's time to work." ”

All the warriors, whether they had eaten or not, threw down their food, walked to the side of the card with their guns, and took their places. The musketeers began to reload their ammunition, while the shotgunmen removed the shotguns from their cartridges and arranged them neatly at their sides for easy access and reloading during combat.

Liang Ertiao carried the gun and said loudly while touring: "Remember the two big stones on the hillside to mark the line, the Yuan soldiers passed the first stone, and the musketeers fired; After the second stone, the shotgunner fired. Remember, no matter how many of these eight lambs come, if they have enough bullets, they will give me a hard beating! ”

Looking down from the top of the mountain, I saw that the hillside was densely packed with Yuan soldiers climbing up with their hands and feet, like countless wriggling insects. On the back of each "bug", there is a rectangular infantry side card, which is enough to cover important parts from the back to the knees. Coupled with leather armor protection, if you are lucky, you may not be killed even if you are hit by a bullet at a distance of forty or fifty paces. Of course, if you go up to thirty steps, in front of the bullet, the side card will be almost like paper paste.

Since the battle with the Dragon Bird Army, the Yuan army has more or less accumulated some means of defending against muskets, but due to the limitations of the terrain, many means cannot be used. In a hurry, I had to use the side cards as turtle shells, hoping to use this "shell" to get as close as possible. As long as they can rush within twenty steps, the strength advantage of the Yuan army can be brought into play, even if it is filled with human lives, twenty Song soldiers can be buried.

The day is sloping westward, and the mountain wind is getting tighter. On the top of the mountain, a side sign with dark red blood stains could be faintly seen, and there was no movement. And the approaching breath of hundreds of people at the foot of the hill was mixed with the whirring sound as loud as a bellows, as if the wind was blowing from the foot of the mountain.

Climbing at the front was the head of a Yuan Bing brand, three positions faster than the second place. Pai Tou is playing with his life not for a reward, but for his own life - he is the only survivor of the previous wave of attacks that followed Liu Meng. The reason why he was not beheaded was because he rolled down and broke his foot while climbing. This is purely a war wound, not a crime of war cowardice. On weekdays, they may be able to be sent back to the camp to recuperate, but at this moment, under the special circumstances of all comrades who are either killed in battle or have been executed by military law, it is good to be exempted from a capital crime.

The death penalty is forbidden, but the living sin is inescapable. He must rush to the front of the ranks, and as long as he survives the battle, he can atone for his sins, and if he can capture the mountain, he will be rewarded. Under such rewards and punishments, how can this Yuan Bing brand head not play with his life?

"Lao Tzu is the first!" When the head of the brand who endured the severe pain in his ankle quickly crawled out from behind a big stone, he raised his eyes and looked at the row of shield walls not far away, and his heart was hot, "There are still fifty steps, and there are twenty or thirty steps to get up and charge, and kill in front of Song Gou in one breath......"

Boom!

With a bang, a blood flower exploded on the forehead of the brand's head, and all intentions disappeared.

On the top of the mountain, after a side card, Liang Ertiao smacked his lips and collected the gun, first used the first knife to draw a knife mark on the butt of the gun, recorded the battle record, and then skillfully loaded the ammunition. He did not order a salvo, because the salvo was most effective against the enemy advancing like a wall, but it was much less effective against such a jagged, hidden, snake-like enemy. The best thing is to scatter freely, and everyone can master it by themselves, and whoever has good marksmanship will eat meat, and whoever has bad marksmanship will drink soup.

One shot exploded a brand, and the first bite of meat, Liang Ertiao ate it.

Just as Liang Ertiao loaded his ammunition, stretched out the muzzle of his gun from the gap in the side cards, and was locking on the next Yuan soldier who had crossed the big stone as a marker, a gunshot rang out not far from his side, and the target that had been locked in the front sight spewed out a cloud of blood mist, his head hung limply, and the gurgling blood instantly soaked the dry soil that had been drying all day......

Liang Ertiao squinted his eyes, and saw that the soldier who fired the gun raised an eyebrow at him, and smiled and reloaded.

In addition to commanding the pro-army martial arts team, Liang Ertiao was the earliest and only musketeer to receive the bronze medal of superior sergeant issued by Zhao Lie, the commander of the Dragon Bird Army. And he currently holds the record for shooting twenty-three people. In the Dragon Bird Army, he is known as the "First Musketeer" (there are stronger people in the martial arts team than him, but the martial arts team members use rear-loading guns instead of muskets, and the only Ding Xiaoyi who uses muskets is a woman). In the battalions, units, and teams, I don't know how many people want to challenge and surpass him.

The corners of Liang Ertiao's mouth were slightly hooked, he smiled faintly, the muzzle of the gun moved slightly, and another Yuan soldier who crossed the boulder was put into the crosshair......

Boom!

Someone quickly fired a shot, hitting the Yuan soldier half a foot in front of the head, and the splash of mud and sand shot into the face and eyes of the Yuan soldier, causing the Yuan soldier to let out a painful howl. But the soldier only had time to howl twice, when a lead pierced his neck, and the howl came to an abrupt end.

When Liang Ertiao scratched the knife marks on the butt of the gun again, the nine muskets on the left and right around him roared one after another - when the three fastest crawling birds were killed, a large number of Yuan soldiers crawled over the early warning line like mountain locusts, and the arduous defensive counterattack finally came.