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"There are too many captives in the north, damn it. 【】”

Zhang Xianzhong released several rounds of firecrackers in a row, and the long and short guns were loaded several times, and he felt that his body was full of sulfur smell.

But looking around, there are still faint figures of the Northern Cavalry on the front, side, and even behind them, but fortunately, those groups of herdsmen and armored soldiers are running around, and the people are panicked and disorganized.

"More is useless." Li Chunsheng drank water, the water flowed down the short beard and filled the placket, he laughed and said: "There is no queue, there is no discipline, the so-called battle after the battle, there is no array, there are many people who have a fart!" ”

"Captain, you're good at learning war." Zhang Xianzhong said: "It seems that it is a sure thing to go to the official school after the war. ”

"Don't worry." Li Chunsheng said to Zhang Xianzhong: "I can go to the official school, who else can you be if the team officer doesn't recommend you?" However, this battle must be fought well before we can talk about the future. ”

Zhang Xianzhong was overjoyed when he heard this, hugged his fists and said: "Dare not to die for your life!" ”

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Zhang Xianzhong didn't take turns to fight hard, and when everyone was resting, a small group of cavalry ventured over with a white flag.

These Mongolians who played the white flag were scared half to death, the attack of the red-robed army was sharp, and they were not merciless in killing people, they didn't know how many people they had killed when they were attacking, these ruthless people were more than a hundred times stronger than the Ming army they had seen before, and they were close to these red-robed troops, so that they instinctively felt afraid.

"I'm Zhang Xuwen, the attendant officer of the Attendant Division, and I was ordered to be the northern envoy, who is your chief officer, please come and meet!"

Zhang Xuwen was surrounded by a group of white flag Beiyu, galloping with the wind, with a pungent smell of sheep in his nose, but he didn't mind, his heart was filled with excitement.

After more than a year of envoys, from the spring of the second year of the Apocalypse to the autumn of the third year of the Apocalypse, for nearly a year and a half, he could finally see He Yusheng's people again, and he reconnected with Li Zhuang's side, which made Zhang Xuwen feel extremely excited.

In addition, the performance of the red-robed soldiers in front of him made the mission feel raised and breathed!

These days the arrogance of the Cossacks made everyone sulk, those barbarians, when they were in Tomsk, were bragging to each other, fighting, and when they came out, they looked arrogant, as if there was no army in the world that could fight except them, and the men of any clan could not compare with their Russian Cossacks, only they were brave and good at fighting, and other nationalities did not have decent armies, and even the army of Yusheng was not worth mentioning at all.

When the red-robed army came over just now, Zhang Xuwen saw with his own eyes that the Cossacks were extremely nervous, not only Gregory, but also Scheev and other officers were on guard with guns, and all the Cossacks were either armed with guns or scimitars, and they all looked like they were facing a great enemy.

can make these arrogant guys feel unprecedented pressure, and the army of hundreds of people in front of them is not strong!

When Zhang Xuwen shouted, the northern captives with white flags galloped slower and slower, and they didn't dare to get too close.

Just now, the Mongols tried to communicate with these soldiers, but they were greeted by a rain of guns, and when they were knocked off their horses, they had not yet said what they wanted to say.

These red-robed soldiers in front of them are too vicious, and they are really frightening.

Zhang Xuwen was also a little nervous, he continued to shout a few more times, and gradually approached within a hundred steps.

He saw that the soldiers on the opposite side were already on guard, and the firearms were raised horizontally, ready to be fired at any time.

There were also a few small guns that were propped up on the ground, and the medicine had already been loaded.

As Zhang Xuwen approached, a murderous aura forced over, and the soldiers on the opposite side looked even more cold, with wolf-like eyes in their eyes.

Zhang Xuwen did not continue to move forward, he also has strong combat experience and knows to stop at the right distance.

There was a deathly silence on the opposite side, Zhang Xuwen didn't say anything more, he stared at the military array on the opposite side, the general military flags, arrays, flags, and outfits were all the same as Yusheng's, but the temperament of this army was completely different from the merchant army he had seen before.

It seemed that after a long time, someone from the opposite army finally rode out.

A majestic man was wearing a military uniform and had no armor, he rode a war horse like an arrow off the string, and galloped towards Zhang Xuwen.

Zhang Xuwen didn't move, but the Beiyu behind him was frightened and retreated some distance.

Zhang Xuwen glanced at the big man who was rushing over, the other party had a round military hat on his head, and there seemed to be a silver star on his shoulder, which was not very real, in terms of the number of commanders, it was indeed the rank of the general, and according to the military rank system, it was a silver star on his shoulder.

The chest is a military branch logo and a specific unit number and the officer's name, place and appearance, etc., in this era, the heat, soldiers, and weapons are not so powerful, and they will not beat people to pieces, and even the clothes will be burned, there may be such a situation, but the possibility is very small, so this kind of chest mark can effectively distinguish the identity of the individual, and identify the identity by military rank on the battlefield, which is convenient for command, and if someone dies, it is relied on the badge to identify.

However, Zhang Xuwen didn't know that there was no general level now, and the military rank in front of him was the newly released battalion-level command rank identification.

The other party galloped closer and closer, and he could almost see the face under the military hat, Zhang Xuwen felt a little familiar, but he didn't remember who it was for a while.

"Brother Xuwen, long time no see."

The other party finally greeted first, Zhang Xuwen breathed a sigh of relief, and also rode his horse to greet him.

"It's Brother Shixiong." Zhang Xuwen recognized the other party, both of them were attendant officers, although Zhang Shixiong left a few days after entering the attendant division, but they worked together and were still very familiar with each other.

"It's down." Zhang Shixiong said: "My lord has let me out to lead the troops, and the first errand is to go north to welcome Brother Wen home." ”

"yes, I'm going home." Zhang Xuwen sighed with emotion, and didn't know what to say for a while.

A wonderful emotion came to his heart, and Zhang Xuwen looked at the other party.

With a rock-like face, there is no real emotion in his eyes, the person in front of him is not a typical soldier, neither like Wang Changfu and Li Zhiye who are old soldiers with an obvious style of the Ming Border Army, nor like Li Shouxin and Ma Wu, who are purely new-style soldiers raised by Yusheng, nor the tiger atmosphere of Liang Xing and Li Laibin and others, and not the coldness of Yang Qiu and Wang Yong and others.

In a word...... Zhang Xuwen's feeling is that the person in front of him is very dangerous.

Zhang Shixiong was also looking at the old acquaintance in front of him.

The face is unexpectedly black, Zhang Xuwen used to have a little white face, and he didn't even have a few beards, but now he has a short beard on his lower lip, which seems to be very hard, and he feels a little upturned.

His face was dark, his forehead still had some fine wrinkles, his eyes were deep and a little melancholy, his back was straight, and even when he met Zhang Shixiong, he still held a short gun in his left hand. Zhang Shixiong recognized this as a riding gun more than a year ago, and now it has been abandoned.

The Firearms Bureau has been constantly producing new firearms, and it will take about a year and a half to two years to finalize a new firecracker, and the cavalry has been away for more than a year and a half now, and they are holding the old-style firecrackers in their hands, and the new riding guns have just been finalized, the body tube is longer, and the distance of the firing is also slightly farther away, and the quality of the trigger and faucet is better, the design is more reasonable, and the success rate of the firing is higher.

It may be that the success rate has increased from 70% to 712, and there is only such a little improvement in one or two years, mainly because the level of craftsmanship and gunpowder and other supporting things in this era are also like this, if you want better things, you have to take your time and be in a hurry.

Even in the Napoleonic era 200 years later, the smoothbore guns at that time were not necessarily much stronger than they are now, that is, there were some improvements in the materials and composition of the parts, and the real qualitative change began with the Civil War, when a large number of rifled guns and breech-loading rifles appeared, and then machine guns appeared, and the old firearms were completely eliminated before and after the First World War.

However, Zhang Han also used an old-fashioned front-loading smoothbore gun to hunt when he was a child, and the Chinese folk at that time had a very loose management of muskets, and there were many old breeches among the people, which may not be of any era, it may be a musket of the Napoleonic period in Europe, or it may be a private self-made in the Republic of China, or even a firearm in the Qing Dynasty, I can't say.

The two of them thought a lot in their minds, in fact, it didn't take long for time to pass, maybe it was more than a dozen breaths of effort, Zhang Shixiong abandoned the distracting thoughts in his mind, and said: "This is really a farewell year, this time we are here to greet the adults by order, the adults have an order, no matter how many casualties the chasers have, how much price they pay, they must welcome the people in the mission back." Even if you can't do it, you must inquire about the movements and location of the mission, and then send a large army to rescue them. ”

Zhang Shixiong paused, and then continued: "Your Excellency attaches great importance to the mission, even if it has just experienced a major war at this time, and it is not suitable to use troops in winter soon, but if we really can't meet the mission, the Naturalization City side will not hesitate to use the army." ”

Zhang Xuwen was a little surprised, but he still said quietly: "Naturalization City has been won?" ”

"Yes......" Zhang Shixiong smiled: "The details of the situation, or on the way back?" ”

"It's fine." Zhang Xuwen said: "This is not the time for gossip. In addition, there are dozens of people in the mission who are highly valued by the adults, shipbuilding and navigation experts who are the strength of Russia, and these people are treasures, and if we are in danger along the way, even if we die, we must save the lives of those Russians. ”

Zhang Shixiong glanced at Zhang Xuwen deeply and said, "This is the official order of the mission?" ”

"Yes." Zhang Xuwen said with a straight face: "I will ask Master Mo to write a formal order to you in a while." ”

"In that case, I have no choice but to obey my fate." Zhang Shixiong nodded and said, "Please come to our camp Brother Xuwen, and we will discuss the details of returning to the south." ”

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