This former merchant, now a down-and-out slave. Slowly put his hand into his tattered clothes. It had taken a long time for him to get out the somewhat tattered logbook.

"This, that's it, we're like this because of this!" The merchant touched the somewhat whitish cowhide with his tormented hands. Because of the nitrification of salt and cowhide. The edges of the cowhide have a strong whitish effect.

"What is this?" The captain said at this time, looking at the whitish kraftbook.

"This is our logbook, which details the discovery of an island." At this time, the merchant said expressionlessly.

"These things, for me, don't matter anymore." The merchant said with a dull look.

"These things. I lost a lot of things. I hate him to death. The merchant said weakly.

At this time, the captain carefully took the cowhide logbook. Then open it slowly. The logbook has been wet with seawater, and in some places, it is no longer clear. But the key places are still preserved. The captain naturally couldn't understand these for a while, after all, some things need to be understood by a professional level, and some data are drawn according to the captain's own imagination, so the accuracy of such a map can be imagined, but this logbook gives South Korea a new opportunity.

After the captain got this logbook, he immediately looked at it in detail, and of course, the Korean businessman also received special treatment, and the captain felt that the logbook in front of him was of great significance to the re-emergence of Korea.

It takes time to consult a map and find a new route. This time requires meticulous attention to detail.

These things have not yet been recorded in history, but they have a lot to do now.

But in the north. Bigger troubles are forming against Zhao's army.

"Poof." A bullet hit an officer on a horse. The officer was shot in the chest. Blood "snorted" out.

"Enemy attack. Enemy attack. The soldiers of the Zhao army took refuge one after another.

"Woo." The neighing of the horses rang out loudly at this time. The infantry scattered and took refuge.

"It's a hidden gun again." A veteran of the Zhao Army dodged and said to another veteran.

"I'll see." At this time, the veteran stretched out his head to check the situation, and most of the guns and bullets of this period still used black powder bullets, and the smoke of this kind of bullets was very large. After shooting, the position of the shooter is often exposed, so the smoke can determine where the shooter is dodging.

"Poof." At the moment when the veteran stuck out his head, a bullet hit the veteran directly in the head. The bullet passed directly through the eye, and the skull of the head was half knocked off on the spot.

"Damn it." The veteran who was hiding below saw that the veteran had half of his head knocked off at this time, and scolded loudly.

"Shoot." The veteran shouted loudly.

"Bang bang. Bang bang. The veteran stood up and took a general look at the firing position, and in a pile of dead grass not far away, there was a puff of gunpowder smoke that had not yet dissipated, and it was obvious that it was the firing position. The veteran quickly picked up his rifle and shot at it. At this time, the other soldiers also stood up and shot at it with their rifles.

"Whoa." The dead grass in the grass was fluttering around with flying bullets. Before the smoke cleared, a trace of blood mist floated up.

"Damn it." At this time, the veteran picked up his rifle and rushed out, and the death of the veteran made the veteran feel very stressed. In order to alleviate this pressure in his heart, the veteran naturally picked up his rifle and rushed out.

"Rush." Some unreasonable recruits also joined the onslaught of cold guns at this time.

"Bang. Bang. At this moment, two crisp gunshots rang out in the distance.

"Poof." A recruit had just rushed out with a rifle when he was hit in the back by a flying bullet.

"Ahh The recruit fell directly to the ground, and the pain was so great that the recruit let out a miserable wail.

"Ahh It hurts me to death. The recruit writhed and struggled, his blood spurting out as he struggled, and soon the ground was stained bright red.

"Don't move." A recruit looked at his companion in fear, and at this time, he wanted to help, but was directly stopped by the officer next to him.

"Do you want to die?" The officer said directly.

"If you want to die, go out." The officer on the side lowered his body and said at this time. He knew very well that those who fired black guns were often the first to aim at the officers. At this time, as soon as he appeared, he would surely die.

"Bang. Bang. "The gunshots are still ringing out.

"Ahh Another soldier of the Zhao Army, who had been shot, fell to the ground and kept calling loudly. At the same time, there was also a Zhao soldier on the ground who had been killed, he was shot in the abdomen and chest, and blood was flowing non-stop.

"Damn it." The officer scolded helplessly, they can't go out to fight now.

"Withdraw it. Hurry up. "The veterans and the recruits hid in place. At this time, the entire marching team of the Zhao army was instantly dispersed, and the soldiers were carefully and nervously dodging.

The soldiers were holding their rifles in their hands, and then, nervously, looking around, they didn't know what to do. The infantry of the Zhao army continued to press on the Qi army. The defense of the Qi army was very difficult. In order to alleviate this pressure, Qi Jun began to come up with some unique tactics.

In order to stop the attack of the Zhao army head-on, they will put some troops on some key roads in isolation, so that they can contain the attack of the Zhao army very well.

But in fact, this kind of containment action is not very good. First of all, their soldiers' will to fight was greatly restricted, especially their morale could not be gathered under the blow of the Zhao army's cavalry. Such defensive operations are unlikely to be effective.

Secondly, there is their weapons, they do not have blockade weapons, for example, machine guns, so they still lack some firepower. In the end, they are isolated. In the absence of an active will to fight, they easily collapse.

However, the officers of the Qi army also came up with another way.

"We can disperse those marksmen, let them be five people, or many people in a small team, let them disperse, and ambush the path of the Zhao army's advance." A Qi army general said to his subordinates.

"These people, the target of the shooting is the officer. Or some other soldier. Although they shoot at very few targets, they can cause great fear. The general said.

"On the battlefield, everyone is afraid of being killed, so that we can trap this group of men and horses with only a few people, and as long as the soldiers of the Zhao army are afraid of death, they will cower, which is a disaster for them.

Everybody is afraid of death, so everybody doesn't want to be shot, but the more that's the case, the more everybody thinks like this, so everybody stays where they are and waits for someone else to be shot, and in the end, the whole team is shot. That's how disaster happens.

"These Zhao Jun, they are all afraid of death." A Qi soldier in a withered straw hat said with a rifle wrapped around linen.

"We started shooting them one by one." Another Qi sniper who was hiding behind a rock and calmly planting bullets said.

"Let's get started." The Qi soldier said. The rifle held by the Qi soldiers was a single-shot rifle with a rear pull rotation, and the ammunition they used was imported smokeless gunpowder bullets, which had a long shooting distance, great power, and most importantly, relatively small gunpowder smoke. Don't easily expose your goals. This rifle is only available to those who can shoot with precision, and most of them are hunters in the mountains, who are proficient in all kinds of prey hunting techniques and catching prey. These techniques make them experienced.

The state of Qi, located in today's Shandong and Jiangsu, where the hills and mountainous areas cultivated a large number of mountain hunters, and their rich experience on the battlefield became a huge combat effectiveness. They are real soldiers, and they have a lot of combat experience.

"Bang." A crisp gunshot rang out. A Zhao soldier covered his abdomen and fell.

"Ahh The other Zhao soldiers watched nervously as the Zhao soldier fell, while the other Zhao soldiers looked around at the target in a panic with the rifles in their hands.

"What should we do?" A Zhao soldier asked nervously.

"Woo." At this time, two more bullets flew. The bullet hit a Zhao soldier directly in the thigh.

"Ahh The soldier who hit him in the thigh cried out loudly.

"Poof." Another soldier was not so lucky, he was shot in the neck, and blood splattered straight out. Such a cruel scene made everyone feel very terrified. This exacerbated the fear of the soldiers.

"Poof." Another soldier was shot. The panicked rifles of the Zhao soldiers pointed elsewhere, and at this time, they found that they were stuck in a place where they were being shot everywhere, they could hear the gunshots, but they could not judge which direction the gunshots were coming from, and they could only watch in vain as their people were killed one after another, or shot wounded, and let out screams. This is a kind of psychological torture for the soldiers of the Zhao army, which is very cruel to the soldiers of the Zhao army.

In contrast, positional defensive warfare can temporarily stop the advance of the Zhao army, but its effect is far less obvious than that of the snipers of the Qi army, and the effect is so significant with less troops.