Yang He threw himself into the grass and was suddenly attacked, and the convoy beside him was in chaos, especially the craftsmen who had been recruited, and they didn't know what to do. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Yang He crouched down and changed places, of course he would not stay in one place.

He scurried through the grass, and finally flashed behind a cart in front of him, covering himself with the cargo he was carrying.

At this time, he was a little calm, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to imagine the result of being hit by a gun.

He is no longer alone, and there are younger brothers and sisters, the scholar Minister Yang, the size of a few hundred mouths in the village.

And more of his ambitions.

And all of this, as long as a small buckshot is hit, everything will turn into smoke.

Just now, he was able to brush shoulders with death twice, which can be described as dangerous and dangerous.

Judging from what I have just experienced, the Assassin absolutely wants his own life.

It's just that I didn't hit it accurately, after all, it's not a rifled gun, and it's not easy to hit a moving target.

At this time, Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao, Hu Chengcheng, Zeng Youyu, and Zhang Songtao also screamed, they dismounted one after another, and quickly lurked to Yang He's side, seeing that Yang Xiang'an was safe and sound, everyone was greatly relieved.

Hu Cheng roared angrily: "Rinen is in charge, who is blocking the road and assassinating?" Lao Tzu wants to pick his skin and pull his tendons! ”

Han Daxia and Zhang Songtao also had cold faces, they didn't dare to imagine the consequences of Yang Xianggong being hit by a bullet.

They drew their weapons, and they were all furious.

There was still chaos in the field, watching the craftsmen scurrying around like headless flies, only Li Tiannan's brother and sister were slightly better, and Yang He shouted at them to avoid the back of the car.

There was also the yellow steward, who also hurriedly dismounted, and after he dodged a wheeled cart, he was in a state of shock, and shouted at those men to protect and hide.

After the panic, everything slowly fell silent, except for the restless neighing of some horses.

Yang He quietly hid behind the car, his face sank like water, listening to the cold wind, the grass and trees withered, and the sound of the gun on the opposite side seemed to stop, leaving only the cold wind whistling again and again.

And also......

The horse that was shot screamed, blood gushed out from the wound, and its head just turned to the side of Yang He.

Yang He's eyes were on there, his face was gloomy, this war horse, since he was captured from the horse thief, has been following him, and has made great achievements, and he can't imagine that he died here for no reason.

He secretly looked at the mountain from behind the cart, and he could already see clearly that the fire gun was coming from a mountain bag sixty or seventy paces, that is, a distance of one hundred meters.

This distance could hit his cloak and horses, and it was clear that the attacker was a skilled archer, and the Assassin did not know where to come from.

He looked carefully, because of the strong wind, the white smoke that had risen earlier had already dissipated, but Yang He still knew the approximate location.

It's just that there is a lot of grass and trees on the mountain, and the assassins seem to be squatting again, so it is not clear where they are squatting and how many assassins there are.

Yang He snorted coldly: "Sure enough, it's a thunderbolt." ”

Because it is a breech gun, the range and power will be worse than that of the bird, Qi Jiguang said that the excellent bird's gun is a hundred steps of the Cave Armor, a hundred steps, that is, one hundred and fifty meters.

The thunderbolt will be worse, but if you use willow ash gunpowder, sixty or seventy steps can also break the armor.

And this only refers to armor breaking, for people like them who are not wearing armor, not to mention a hundred meters, that is, two hundred meters heavy shot, if not dead on the spot, they will be seriously injured.

The power of firearms was extraordinary, and at this time, both in the East and the West, early smoothbore gun bullets could often kill the enemy at a distance of 300 meters, and there were even cases where people with particularly bad luck were hit by lead bullets at a distance of 500 meters and died on the spot.

Western countries often walk 50 meters to line up to shoot, and the red shrimp soldiers even wait for the enemy to reach 18 meters before firing a volley, because the accuracy of the smoothbore gun is too poor and the hit rate is too low.

But as long as you can hit someone, it doesn't make much difference if you get a shot at 200 meters or 300 meters, because if you don't have armor, you can't survive the shot.

He looked over there, the withered grass was undulating, and he heard two clangs earlier, but Yang He didn't know the exact number.

If it's just two of them for shooting and the rest for covering, that's not the ordinary.

Organized and divided labor is the performance of elite.

In particular, they use the thunderbolt, which is very tricky, because they can squat and reload, and they can't see people, and the reload speed is also very fast.

At this time, Steward Huang took advantage of the cover of the vehicle and tiptoed to Yang He's side, with anger on his face.

It is impossible not to be angry when he is suddenly attacked, especially since his royal palace is known for its prestige in Pizhou, how could he have encountered such an attack?

Whether the Assassins targeted Yang or them, it would not be tolerated.

He said: "Yang Xianggong, what should I do? ”

Yang He said in a deep voice: "We can't sit still, we must attack." ”

Do you want to keep the gunners stuck in the road? That's impossible.

He ordered the arrangement, let Han Daxia, Hu Employment and others outflank from both wings, and Chen Qiuao, Zeng Youyu, and Zhang Songtao followed behind them.

And the same is true of the archers and guards of the royal palace, which are copied from both wings.

He made a special confession that when they outflanked them, they must spread out very widely, especially under the cover of grass and bushes, and the cat squatted forward, not to rush straight up.

The muzzle velocity of the breech gun is almost 300 meters per second, and the breech gun is also more than 250 meters, both close to the speed of sound.

So don't expect them to dodge buckshot, or be careful when you go.

The weeds on the side of this mountain are one and a half people tall, be careful, you can still hide your body.

Steward Huang nodded with a calm face, he had no objection, when he encountered Zhang Fangyu and other bandits earlier, Yang Xianggong showed excellent command ability, and when he encountered an assassin at this time, he naturally obeyed his arrangement.

Soon, Han Daxia's five people angrily copied up from both sides of the convoy, and they bent their waists and flashed into the grass.

There is also Steward Huang's side, after he ordered the arrangement, more than 20 guards in his convoy also held weapons and tiptoed to touch them.

They bent their waists and tried their best to cover themselves with the help of bushes and grasses, and they could not be too careful in the face of the threat of firearms.

Moreover, it was useless for each man to carry a shield in the face of firearms, so when he marched, these people were quite frightened, especially some fellows, and even crawled up the hill.

Yang He also drew his Kaiyuan bow and opened his bow to shoot arrows, but he still hid behind the cart.

He wasn't sure his reflexes could be faster than bullets, and the same was true for arquebuses.

Especially the lead bullet of the arquebus is more terrible, many people can survive if they are hit by a bullet in later generations, and if they are hit by a lead bullet in this era, if they are hit in the main trunk, I have not heard of anyone who can live.

Although listening to the sound of the gun, the gunpowder used by the assassins on the mountain is similar to that used in the current village, and the leakage of the thunderbolt is even more serious, and it is estimated that it can only take 40 steps to break the armor, which is worse than the 50 steps of his new gun.

However, for him, it is almost the same, no matter how weak the gunpowder, a distance of 100 meters can kill all the people who are not armored.

……

Han Daxia and the others touched the mountain from both wings, and they used the cover of grass and trees to hide quietly.

At this time, there were indeed six people squatting on the hill behind the mound, all of them were holding thunderbolts, except for two people aiming at the direction of the Yang River, and the remaining four people were covering on both wings.

In the middle was a middle-aged man with full beard, who was responsible for covering the right flank of the two shooters, and he crouched quietly behind a pile of earth and rocks, also wrapped in a gray turban and wearing a dirty gray cloak.

He squatted silently, and the thunderbolt in his hand was slightly different, but it was "convex" shaped.

After the advent of the thunderbolt, because of the variety of Buddha machine artillery, the imitation of the thunderbolt in the Ming Dynasty is also diverse.

Most of the guns in this are bottle-shaped, because they are the easiest to make, but the disadvantage is that they often deflate backwards and hurt the eyes and faces of the shooters behind.

To modify the protection, it is necessary to install a guard plate on the mother barrel, which will affect the aiming somewhat.

However, there are also sub-guns that are "convex" because they are all made of iron, and air leakage is inevitable.

But this seed gun has an advantage, after the "convex" mouth is stuffed into the belly of the mother, the "convex" body is blocked, and the two sides of the gun are also high, and the air leakage is upward, which will not hurt the shooter behind.

Portable Hall rear loading flintlock pistol, a fixed gun chamber gun, there is not even a "protruding mouth" plugged into the joint, the air leakage is very serious, and there are three-eyed guns, Hongyi cannons, etc., the fire door hole is a serious air leakage.

But the hot gas of these firearms is spewed upwards and does not hurt the people on either side of the back.

This kind of sub-gun is slightly more difficult to make, but with this kind of thunderbolt, there is no need to modify, let alone add a guard.

At this time, this big man is holding this kind of thunderbolt, after he quietly crouched in the pile of earth, rocks and grass, the cold weather made his hands and feet seem to be numb from the cold, but he still stared silently at the bottom of the mountain, and only the cold wind howled through the cold wild mountains.

There is also the sound of the fire rope burning.

That's the sound of the urine inside burning up.

To make the fire rope burn slowly, it must be soaked in urine.

Suddenly, his expression moved, and it seemed that many people were touching from under the official road.

They tiptoe, covering their bodies with weeds, and their figures loom in the undulating grass.

He straightened his body, his eyes on the door and the crosshairs, and aimed at a person.

However, sometimes this man appeared, sometimes hidden in the weeds, and it was difficult to see clearly, so he glanced at it for a while and pulled the trigger.

There was a loud bang, billowing smoke rose up, and the falling and burning dragon head fire rope ignited the lead of the sub-gun, and then at the mouth of the gun, a fierce fire burst out.

The fire door hole, the son and the mother get along, and it is also filled with white smoke, and there seems to be red firelight, dense smoke, shrouding this piece.

Then the dragon head automatically returns to the position to be fired under the action of the spring plate.

The big man seemed to see that the figure was gone in the barren grass, and he didn't know if it had hit.

However, he didn't hear the screams, and probably didn't hit.

I heard that the accomplice next to him also fired a shot, but there was no screaming below.

At a distance of sixty or seventy paces, depending on the accuracy of the smoothbore gun, it is too difficult to hit people.

The weather is cold and the wind is howling, which also affects the accuracy.

Unless he walked more than thirty steps, that is, a distance of fifty meters, he would be somewhat sure.

"Woohoo—"

Some arrows came from the grass below, and there were archers below who were constantly shooting arrows at this side.

Obviously, the smoke here is too conspicuous, and although it is quickly blown away by the wind, many people can see it.

It's just that after the big man crouched on the mound, sharp arrows came, either near the mound or flew overhead, and even some arrows were several steps away from him.

Dahan didn't care, he didn't know how much he had experienced such situations, since he used the thunderbolt, squatting, or even lying on his stomach to release the gun, there was no archer who could shoot him.

With a "bang", he tore off the iron bolt at the hole where the mother gun and the child gun were connected, grabbed the hand-like thing on the upper right side of the child gun, and took out the launched Zi Gong.

Then he took an unfired sub-gun from the ground next to him, put it on the rear muzzle of the mother's abdomen, and inserted an iron bolt with a thin chain into the card hole to stabilize and fix the sub-gun, and it was loaded.

He aimed at the bottom of the mountain again, and there were many people in the wild grass who continued to touch it, and some people even quickened their pace.

Dahan frowned, it was time to go.

As a gunner, he couldn't let those sword and archer get close.

……

There were several bangs one after another on the mountain, and suddenly Yang He heard a miserable scream on the right, and the cry was hoarse and painful.

Apparently someone was hit, and listening to the sound, it was still shot in the torso.

The Yellow Steward gritted his teeth, and he could hear that the voice was that of one of the guards of his convoy, who had been beaten by the assassins on the mountain.

According to the medical skills at this time, the person who was shot will definitely not survive.

Listening to the screams, the craftsmen hiding behind the major cars trembled, and some even showed regret on their faces.

Steward Huang hid beside Yang He, listening to the scream, he wanted to go out to see, but Yang He suddenly ripped him off.

Then there were two more guns, and a bullet hit the front, and one flew not far from the head of the yellow steward.

A shot hit the cart of cargo, and sparks flew everywhere.

The car was loaded with Sugang, and the lead bullet hit Sugang behind the tarpaulin.

Yang He got up suddenly, and shot a few heavy arrows at that side, but the grass was undulating, the smoke was filled, and the shooter was still squatting, and he didn't know if he had hit anyone.

In the end, the sound of the gun was not heard, and soon, Yang He heard Hu Cheng's angry scolding: "...... The Japanese are in charge, all of them have run away, and all of them have horses......"

……

Yang He and Steward Huang stood behind a mound of dirt, while Han Daxia, Chen Qiuao and others were still looking around.

Yang He swept around, the dry grass was undulating, the cold wind was fierce, and in addition to the faint smell of gunpowder smoke behind a few mounds, there were traces of about six or seven war horses staying behind the mountain pack, and there was no sign, and even the fired Ziqi was taken away.

"These Assassins ......"

Yang He gritted his teeth: "Who is it?" Zhang Fangyu? Jiaoshan bandits? Copper Mountain bandits? Or ......"

He looked at Steward Huang: "Pizhou Wei Commander Han Lan, is there anyone under his command who is good at shooting?" ”

There was also a chill in Steward Huang's eyes, just now, he watched the bulleted guard struggle to death, and this hatred was incompatible.

However, when he came into contact with Yang He's gaze, he still felt a chill in his heart, as far as he knew, the young show in front of him was a person who was not afraid of heaven and earth, even if Han Lan was the commander, he was afraid......

He was well-informed, and he also knew about the conflict between Yang He and Han Lan's lackeys when he entered the city, and after leaving Pizhou, he took away Yu Scissors' family that he fancied, which greatly hit his face.

It is difficult to know the nature of such a warrior, and it is impossible to take revenge.

However, he thought about it for a while, and still shook his head: "Although Han Lan has some family members, they are not good at using firearms, and their group of mermaids and people are okay, such as this group of assassins is so elite......"

He felt that Han Lan was very suspicious, and he analyzed with Yang He, and it was not very likely that Zhang Fangyu was too far away, after all, it was too far away.

Jiaoshan bandits? According to Yang He, their firearms are all dead, and there are not so many thunderbolts in the village.

So come to think of it, the biggest suspect, the Tongshan bandits.

He said: "According to Huang's knowledge, the Tongshan bandits occupy the Hanzhuang Gate and other places, and there are many powerful people, and there are quite a lot of firearms under their command, and there are many elites. ”

Yang Hesen said coldly: "Tongshan bandits......"

According to information from all sides, the number of Tongshan bandits exceeded 4,000, and there were more than 100 firearms in the village.

Especially since they have a large team of horses, thinking that these assassins all have war horses, they are indeed the most suspicious.

Although according to historical understanding, most of them may be transferred with Li Qingshan to attack the city, but according to the request of the remnants of Jiaoshan, it is still possible to send some firearms as assassins.

Yang He's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Whoever wants to kill me will die!" ”

He gritted his teeth, and the copper mountain bandit ......

The trees want to be quiet and the wind doesn't stop.

……

Lao Bainiu: I had something yesterday, I didn't finish it, so I continued to finish it in the morning, and there is still a chapter today, but I don't know when. (To be continued.) )