Chapter 146: A Battle with a Disparity in Strength

Jiang Feng went up the mountain for more than a month, and the soldiers in the dock fort on the opposite side went down the mountain nine times, and every time he came back, almost Zhao Xiucai in the city always came with the news that the caravan had been killed and the property was looted. Speaking of which, the soldiers and ruffians standing behind 'Dong Ye' below are all people with blood on their hands.

At this time, the firearm is very different from the modern firearm, the penetration and speed of the modern rifle and pistol are naturally much more than the Ming Dynasty, and the projectile contained in the firearm is like a lead block as big as a thumb, and it is like a heavy object smashed at a very fast speed when it hits a person.

If you take a hammer and smash the watermelon hard, what will the watermelon look like, and what the head of "Dong Ye" will look like now.

The minions who followed with a smirk suddenly saw their leader's head exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the faces of those who were close to him were covered with blood.

Their heads couldn't turn at all, how could this young Qianhu who had been submissive suddenly kill Dong Ye, when they were stunned for so short, several people standing under the platform worked together to bring out two small cannons in the firewood and grass pile behind, not so much small cannons. It's better to say that it is a thick firearm, this is a small number of firearms of the Ming army under Jiang Feng, the tiger squat cannon, the body of the cannon is fifty or sixty pounds of weight, compared to the Francose arquebus in the hands of the iron dings, the caliber is just a circle thicker, this kind of firearm has a sentence in the army to describe:

"Even forty paces away, even a hen can't be killed."

The ammunition in the tiger squat cannon is basically iron sand and broken porcelain, and under the impetus of the explosion of black powder, it is a range of about fifty steps, but it is already soft and weak, and the role of this on the battlefield is not so much to kill as to be scary.

However, there is no problem for the tiger squat cannon to kill the ox within twenty paces, and the people who do not wear armor must be beaten to pieces, and the soldiers in the dock fort have already reacted, watching the iron dings move out of the tiger squat cannon, timidly shrinking towards the back, and boldly rushing forward to seize the cannon.

The school yard is a big place, and it is a large cart for transporting supplies, and it is also those "officers and soldiers" who seem to be slaves, and the more than 100 cavalrymen who go out to plunder on weekdays are piled up in front of the earthen platform. I ran there, and when I wanted to rush to the dock fort in front to grab the cannon to check the school, I also had a knife in my hand - I had to hold a weapon to point it, but a few iron men guarding the tiger squat cannon had steel spears in their hands, and the one who rushed to the front was immediately stabbed in a few bloody holes.

At this time, if they wanted to seize the cannon, they also began to shoot at the back, crowded and chaotic, everyone was unable to move, but those who ran towards the back found that they didn't know when, but the big carts that transported supplies had blocked the back road, and the horses pulling the carts did not know where they went.

There were four people standing on each carriage, all of them pointing down with fire guns in their hands, although the scene shouted, scolded, and all kinds of sounds were combined into a group, but it did not hide the sound of the tiger squatting cannon and the fire rope on the fire gun, that is, the sound of the black and white impermanence approaching step by step.

The tiger squat cannon and the fire bolt rang out at the same time, and the iron sand shot out by the tiger squat cannon formed a fan, and those soldiers were still within the effective firing range, and the row of soldiers in front of the earth platform fell down like wheat that had been cut, and some people's bodies were already beaten to pieces.

The fire guns in the back killed ten, and those who were crowded in the middle basically didn't have a big deal, and the penetration of firearms in this era was too poor.

One of them, who looked like a little boss, shouted hoarsely:

"Brothers, the firearms in their hands will definitely not have time to fight a second time, let's rush up and cut them down!!"

This man's words immediately clarified the situation for those companions below who seemed to be headless flies, and in the current metaphor, it is called a shot in the arm. They rushed towards the people around them with big knives. Only then did they realize that the young men in the barracks were wearing heavy armor and holding spears, knives and axes in their hands.

Seeing this, these people have even more confidence in their hearts, aren't they just some farmers who are sheep, and they are sheep when they wear armor!

Now there are 90 iron dings on the school grounds, and there are more than 70 cavalry left in the dock fort. But in addition to those who were fighting, Iron Ding needed someone to watch the four or five hundred soldiers who seemed to be slaves, although those men were on their knees at the beginning of the battle.

But even a few hundred pigs can't be seen by one or two people, so the iron dings have also divided forty people to watch there, and now there are more than fifty iron dings on the school field to deal with more than seventy people.

Jiang Feng was already holding a big knife in his hand, looking at the person rushing towards him with a smile, he jumped under the platform, the knife in his hand hung down, and behind him stood Zhang Liang, who was already covered in heavy armor, holding a big axe in his hand. Suddenly, Jiang Feng said:

"Apprentice, let's make a bet."

Zhang Liang, whose face was already wrapped in an iron mask, said angrily:

"Bet on what?"

"Naturally, it's a bet on who kills more people?"

Before the words fell, Jiang Feng rushed forward, the soldier who ran in front held the big knife high, the door on his chest was wide open, and when he didn't have time to take precautions, Jiang Feng's heavy kick was already imprinted on him, and when he heard a click, the person's chest cavity was already completely sunken.

Obviously, the bones were broken, and the blood spurted wildly and fell to the ground, and the companion on the side, the big knife in his hand had already been viciously chopped down, and the few people who followed behind were all laughing there, thinking that your legs and feet are good, and this knife will remove your legs.

However, all the people who rushed in front suddenly saw the blood light bursting out, Jiang Feng's drooping broadsword came up from below, Jiang Feng's strength in martial arts for many years was extremely great, and the other party was wearing a cloth robe, and this time it was from the crotch to the shoulder, directly dividing the entire body into two pieces.

These soldiers went out to loot obviously not from Jiang Feng's arrival in Yantai Mountain Qianhu, if it is said that his subordinates are also accustomed to seeing blood, but they are all merchants who have no resistance, and occasionally there is a battle with some dart masters, who resist the impact of the horse team.

Now the horses of these soldiers are in the stables of the dock fort, and the horse team can't talk about it, but they are facing the elites who have really fought, and there are still opponents.

Seeing one of his companions fall to the ground, the other being split into two pieces, the first few people were all scattered, and ran towards the back with a "mom" sound.

The Dock Fort soldiers who faced the iron dings on both sides and behind them still had a numerical advantage, thinking in their hearts, you are just some farmers in the fields, what about wearing armor. But as soon as they fought, they found that it was not the same thing at all, and the iron Ding was in a group of three or four people.

First, the spear was on top, the broadsword did not have enough length and whirlwind to cut the spear, and the ironclad only needed to thrust forward to make a large hole in blood. Occasionally, a fish that slipped through the net would be hacked to death by Tieding with a shield and a broadsword. Without the slightest preparation, the soldiers of the dock fort fell down a dozen at once.

No matter how many people Jiang Yang thieves kill, the outlaws are also a special case, basically they are all bastards who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, these guys who were still charging with knives and axes at the beginning, they are not easy to mess with when they see this side, and they run over when they turn around, and those who run over there and those who run over here are suddenly squeezed together.

The ironclads in groups of three or four people were originally separated and leaned against the cart, but as soon as the enemies inside were crowded, the space suddenly relaxed, and the other party took a step back, that is, a step forward.

Gradually, more than a dozen iron men lined up in a row, pressing inside, if these soldiers were not afraid of death and rushed to the front of the iron men to fight, maybe there was still a trace of life, as long as these iron soldiers lined up in a line, then I am afraid they would not be able to run.

As soon as the battle was fought just now, the fierce-looking soldiers of the dock fort had already fallen more than thirty people, and Tie Ding was not injured alone, and he was pressed on three sides.

The panicked headless flies inside, crying and squeezing each other for a while, all saw that there was no tight defense on the side of the earthen platform.

Zhang Liang, who was covered in heavy armor, and Jiang Feng, who was holding a big knife, stood there, and ten iron men behind them were holding spears. It seems that this is the easiest place to impact, although I saw that these two people were powerful just now, but they were important to live, I didn't believe that there were many people who couldn't beat them, and the most courageous of these people shouted in unison.

Holding a knife is to surround it, there is a way to trap beasts and fight, although these people are at most the level of mice, but there is not an allusion to a poor mouse devouring a cat.

It seems that we said a similar allusion earlier, the mouse can fight the cat desperately, but what about the tiger?

There were five of them around Zhang Liang, and the big knife in his hand slashed above and below. However, Zhang Liang's whole body was wrapped in fine armor, but his body was still flexible, and the big axe in his hand swung up and down a few times to block the attack, and he took a step back, and the big axe in his hand slashed horizontally.

There are people in front of and behind him, and he can only block it with the big knife in his hand, but he was cut by the big axe, and the knife broke the axe, and the person was directly cut in two, and blood gushed out.

The one who attacked Jiang Feng over there had just rushed out of the crowd when he heard a rapid sound of swishing behind him, followed by a stabbing pain in his back, and he fell to the ground, struggling to look back, and more than a dozen people in the cart were there with bows and arrows.

These people who still want to resist understand that the other party is not fighting with them, this is playing with them, and the last trace of luck in their hearts is gone.

I don't know who started it, but they all threw away the weapons in their hands, knelt on the ground and cried there:

"Senho-sama! Spare your life!!