Yang He looked from the hanging house, and the bandits outside were shouting, and many people were panicking. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They attacked Xin'anzhuang with high spirits, but in a short period of time, they suffered many casualties.

At the beginning, they were killed and wounded by the bow and arrow of the wall, and if this was bearable, the next volley of firearms at the head of the wall, after five rows of guns, caused at least thirty casualties among them.

Thirty-eight in all.

Most of these thirty-eight people were old thieves, and among them, their sword and shield bearers suffered the most casualties, after all, these people's shields were in the front, and then the archers were killed and wounded six or seven, and the firearms were also six or seven.

In the blink of an eye, their old battalion of 300 people suffered more than 10% of the casualties, how could they endure it?

Especially the tragic appearance of being hit by a firearm, people hesitate and be scared when they see it.

……

The horse thieves in the rear also looked at the wall in amazement, they had heard of Yang He's deeds, so the lion and tiger fought the rabbit, and also used all their strength, two thousand and three troops, two-thirds of the troops, especially the archers sent one hundred and forty people.

What Zhuangzi can't attack on such a huge scale?

Not wanting to have a hanger on the opposite wall, their sharp bows and arrows were useless.

I didn't even think that there were firearms on the wall.

Not to mention firearms, they also have firearms, but they are so sharp and shoot such a fierce volley.

This kind of salvo can't be hit by many elite battalion soldiers, right?

The bandits in front shouted in panic, seeing that the old camp was like this, and the ordinary bandits in the back were even more panicked, and some people wanted to escape.

However, at this time, there was a rain of arrows and screams, and some bandits who wanted to flee or hesitated in panic were shot to the ground, but it was the horse thieves in the rear who formed a consensus after the dispute, roaring and ordering the front to continue the attack.

How can the lost army retreat willingly, and this defeat is small, and it will be difficult to suppress the surrounding villages that are ready to move.

The bandits in Jiaoshan didn't know that the surrounding villages were full of resentment towards them, but they didn't care, because they had strong force and looked down on everything in this area.

If this myth of invincibility is shattered, the surrounding wolves will flock to them, and they will be invincible with two fists and four hands.

So even if they pay a big price, they must destroy this Zhuangzi who dares to disobey them, and make an example of chickens and monkeys again!

And at this time, the firearms at the head of the wall also stopped, and it was the right time to attack it.

Although the firearm is fierce, it is difficult to reload, and presumably in a short period of time, the deadly weapon on the wall will not appear again.

They shouted and roared, went on the attack, and ordered the bandits to come forward and act as meat shields for the old battalion.

Realizing the power of the firearms, they asked the remaining dozen or so firearms to bombard the battlements.

……

Yang He retracted his gaze, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little surprised that the old camp of bandits had more than one percent of the casualties and still did not retreat.

His mind was racing, and he realized that this offensive and defensive battle, for the Jiaoshan bandits, was not a simple grain collection operation, and he could not afford to lose, and they could not afford to lose either.

"Come on, then!"

Yang He said fiercely in his heart.

He looked at the wall, the firearms team members on both sides were busy loading ammunition, hiding behind the battlement wall one by one, and the first time they participated in the battle, they achieved such a big result, which made everyone high-spirited, and that kind of self-confidence was immediately raised.

The bandits, who were particularly difficult to kill, were easily killed by them, making them realize the power of the weapons in their hands.

It's just that although the firearms are fierce, their sustained ability is too poor, and the first armor that was fired first is still being loaded.

At this time, the more they urged, the more they would be in a hurry, and Yang He did not urge.

He looked out of the hanging, and the black bandits were coming up under the pressure of the old bandits, they were holding all kinds of weapons, all of them looked terrified, obviously afraid of the firearms on the wall, and many bandits carried long ladders, planks, and other things.

Seeing the bandits gathered into a large area, full of their heads and figures, it is extremely difficult to find out which is the bandit and which is the old thief in a short time.

Yang He shouted: "The firearms team is loaded and ready to standby, and the ash bottle and rolling wood and stones are ready!" Archers shoot arrows freely! Hide by the edge of the battlement wall! ”

He gave a series of orders, and the young soldiers quietly hid behind the battlement wall, waiting for their own entry into battle.

They were all used to Yang Xianggong's orders.

And fled all the way, everything proved that Yang Xianggong's decision was correct, and they had formed a conditioned reflex.

However, seeing the bandits coming like a tide, all of them looked hideous, full of cruelty and ruthlessness, Deng Patrol was frightened, the bandits had been beaten five times earlier, he thought they were going to retreat, and he couldn't think of continuing to come, how could this be good?

He said anxiously: "Yang Xianggong, why don't you let the firecrackers continue to bombard?" ”

He saw that some of the firearms team members on the wall had been loaded with sub-medicine and were ready to shoot, but Yang He obviously did not give them an order and did not know what to do.

Yang He looked at the bandit horse team in the rear, and said lightly: "Deng Inspection, the fire gun is of great use, and it is not yet time." ”

He looked out of the hanging room, the Jiaoshan bandits continued to press, and soon entered more than a dozen steps, some of them held their shields high, trying their best to cover their figures, some archers and firearms men hid behind their shields, and from time to time flashed out to shoot arrows.

"Whoosh!"

Han Daxia shot an arrow, and then ducked back behind the battlement wall.

"Poof!"

His sharp arrow leaped through the chest of a bandit archer with a figure exposed, causing him to roll into the snow with a scream.

Then he was greeted by the sound of a "tuk tuk", and I don't know how many arrows were shot at the hanger and the baffle.

There was also a "boom" sound, and some powerful arrows came in through the holes in the baffle, and flew not far from his right, whistling far away towards the village.

After more than a dozen steps, the lookout hole under the hanging baffle is already very clear, there are more than a hundred archers in Jiaoshan bandits, and there are always some people whose arrows can shoot in from the lookout hole.

Even when Minister Yang was shooting an arrow, an arrow hit the nail leaf of his right arm, and a spark rose and fell.

and Hu Qiyi shot an arrow, "poof", the sharp arrow shot into the left eye of a bandit bird hand, and then pierced into the brain, and the brain splattered out.

However, there was a bang outside, and the hanging plank in front of him was suddenly opened a large hole, some debris and fine flakes flew, and a lead bullet could be grazed not far from his winter felt.

Hu Qiyi was startled and hurriedly dodged.

When his elder brother Hu Cheng saw it, he yelled, "Stand next to the battlement wall." ”

……

Guan Feng squatted quietly, his Xin'an gun resting on the battlement, quietly aiming at a bandit, it was a bandit who used a bird gun.

He had just fired a bolt at a battlement, and then ducked back behind a shield.

It's just that he can't reload while walking, and after the bandit sword and shield hand in front of him moves forward, his figure leaves the protection of the shield, but the bandit is still approaching in black, and various figures of the masking effect appear in front of him from time to time.

However, Guan Feng was still aiming, and his eyes under the sword eyebrows were firm.

He breathed softly, his mouth and nose sprayed a thick white gas, and in the cold weather, he just didn't move, and his expression was very calm.

Suddenly.

"Kakaka", he pulled the hammer to the maximum position on the plate.

Suddenly, he decisively pulled the trigger.

With a "pop" sound, the flint clamped on the dog's head hammer slammed into the fire sickle, and the fire door device was knocked open at the same time, and the sparks rubbed between the flint and the fire sickle and the hot iron filings scraped off instantly ignited the primer inside.

Then there was a loud bang, billowing smoke rising and a fierce burst of fire and smoke erupted from the mouth of the gun.

At the same time, some white smoke curled in front of the breech bolt cap, but it was leaking.

However, the smoke is warm and does not hurt people, and it does not hurt people if it is in front of it.

Of course, Guan Feng didn't pay attention to this, he only felt a heavy shock from the Xin'an gun in his hand, and then he saw a blood mist splashing from the bandit bird's chest, and a large stream of blood spurting out of his mouth, he felt that the gunpowder smoke in front of him was filled, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Still crouching on his stomach, he quickly changed places.

This is what Yang Xianggong taught them, as a marksman, they can't stay in one place all the time, they have to fight to change places.

Sure enough, not long after, there was a "tuk-tuk" sound in the hanger at the battlement, and arrows "creeping" through the baffle holes.

Killing a bandit, Guan Feng didn't feel anything in his heart, although he was not very old, he had already killed too many people.

If you kill a bandit, you won't have a psychological burden.

He touched another battlement, squatted low like that, and then pulled down the copper bolt machine, and with a crisp sound of metal, white smoke filled it, and the copper bolt had been opened, revealing a black muzzle.

Then Guan Feng took out a single-headed bullet with a fixed paper tube from his satchel and stuffed it into the muzzle.

With a "bang", he pushed the copper bolt again, and then pressed it right, and the copper bolt machine was stuck in the empty slot, and the copper bolt cap also formed an air leakage protection.

At the same time, the front end of the copper bolt in the chamber also cut through the back of the fixed cartridge ammunition, so that the primer "rustle" poured into the fire door nest.

He admired in his heart, this new Anjun is too convenient to load, it will be over in just two clicks, and he can still squat on his stomach.

He aimed at a bandit firearm, and "Kakaka" pulled the hammer to the maximum position to be fired.

……

With a bang, Hu Yansheng pulled the plate machine in his hand, and the new gun in his hand, in front and behind, all rose up with a canopy of gunsmoke.

One of the thieves fell to the ground screaming, he rolled on the ground and wailed so badly that he was hit by a one-headed bullet, and it was really painful.

The two large twisted holes in the front and back of his chest, hot blood, flowed out continuously, staining the residual snow on the ground red.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang.

Zhang Chugong also hit a bandit bird, causing him to also roll on the ground and wail loudly.

Although there were few bandit firearms remaining, only a dozen or so, they were slower to reload and fight inaccurately, with the occasional ringing of guns in the field.

But the threat of firearms is too great, and if it is hit, it is a very terrible consequence.

So Yang He ordered Zhang Chugong and the other three marksmen to give priority to their firearms.

These old bandits are only one or twenty paces closer, twenty or thirty meters, which is a huge distance, not to mention that they use single-headed bullets, and their accuracy is also high.

They use breech-loading neo-loaders, which are quick to reload and can be placed on their stomachs.

The tactic of changing places with one shot was also used, which minimized the danger.

So these bandit firearms hands, one by one, were dealt with by them.

……

Seeing the thieves screaming and being knocked to the ground one after another, Inspector Deng was a little stunned, and he looked at Zhang Chugong who was squatting on the wall.

Did they use a thunderbolt?

He wondered in his heart, he had also seen the thunderbolt, when did he become so sharp?

However, the bandits continued to press, and many people were forced to the edge of the trench, under the cover of the old bandits, they used wooden doors and long boards to build passages, and many people looked in horror, lest birds suddenly appear on the wall, and then give them a gun.

Fortunately, although the wall sounded from time to time, it seemed to be only against their own firearmsmen, even some archers were exposed to their shields, and they were unmoved.

And according to the previous judgment, the shield can't stop their firearms, right?

But it's strange, but it's good that the goal isn't me.

Among the bandits, even if there were some firearms left, they were all afraid, and they did not dare to fire firearms with firearms in their hands, so they only hid their bodies in the crowd, lest they attract the attention of the sharpshooters on the wall.

God knows why they hate the firearms in their hands so much.

So at this time, only the bows and arrows under the walls were left to shoot at each other.

Suddenly, an archer screamed "ah", but when he shot arrows under the city, he couldn't hide for a while, and several arrows came in from the overhanging lookout hole and shot at him.

At a distance of more than a dozen paces, the arrows were extremely fierce, and he was not wearing armor, and the arrows were deeply inserted, and his blood flowed profusely.

He rolled against the wall of the village and screamed loudly, and there were shocking blood stains.

This is also the first person injured in Shouzhuang.

Then the medical team, which had been waiting for a long time, came and carried him away on a stretcher.

When the archer passed by Yang He's side, he incomprehensibly cast his gaze on Yang He.

He didn't understand, why didn't he use a sharp firearm when there was a sharp firearm on the wall?

Those bandit archers were just a dozen paces away, and even if most of them were protected by shields, what was a shield with the power of firearms?

He and others came to help Shouzhuang, so is this how Yang Xianggong treated himself?

Inspector Deng watched the archers under his command screaming and being carried away, his face was pale, and he trembled: "Yang Xianggong? ”

Yang He looked at the bandit horse team that was still in the distance, and said calmly: "It's not easy to reload the firebolt, it's not yet time to launch!" ”

Looking at the blood on the wall of the village, it was the blood of the wounded archer, still steaming in the cold weather.

As you can imagine, it will soon be cold.

He sighed in his heart: "This is the so-called Ci Bu Commanding Soldiers!" ”

For the sake of the overall situation, I have to do this, but for the soldiers at the bottom, it is difficult to say whether they can understand it or not.

After all, this is often related to their net worth and life.

They are not numbers, but living beings.

Some of the soldiers also secretly looked out of the hanging room, the black pressure on the opposite side of the trench was full of bandits, from the village gate to both sides, densely packed with human heads, touching the eyes, all of them were bandits' hideous expressions.

They looked a little nervous, and many people wondered why Yang Xianggong didn't give the order to fight?

Now is a good opportunity, and it must be accurate.

It's just that this is Yang He's order, and they don't dare to question it.

Suddenly, there was a bang in the field, and a large hole was opened with a "bang".

Amid the debris of wood and the flying floc, a buckshot struck an archer in the right chest.

A mist of blood rose from his chest, and he fell to the village wall in disbelief.

Seeing his body fall to the ground heavily, the blood under his body poured out, and soon stained a large area red.

Inspector Deng looked at it tremblingly, the five soldiers he brought, two were killed or wounded?

Yang He shouted: "Where did it come from? ”

He looked out of the hanging room, and soon found the place where the smoke was rising, but it was a small half-man high salt purlin.

The salt purlin was about forty paces from the village wall, and at this moment there was a thief squatting behind the salt purlin, and after he fired a shot, he seemed to squat and fill it like that again.

Fat soap Liu Kedi exclaimed: "The son and mother are ......"

Yang He shouted: "Marksman, knock down that bandit's thunderbolt!" (To be continued.) )