Twenty-ninth One shot
At this time, a group of people gathered in front of the mule and horse shop, and there were twenty or thirty of them, all of them with guns and sticks, and some of the men with guillotine knives in their hands, and some of them with kitchen knives, presumably the kind of men and cooks, and these people stood in front of the shop and cursed, and their tones were very ugly.
Du Shenming said with a smile: "At such a distance, it is estimated that there is a branch of the foot shop in the fort, and I am ready to place the proprietor here." ”
Zhang Han looked around and said suddenly: "You dogs are still fucking listening here, maybe all you have burning sticks in your hands?" Don't hurry up and fight! ”
He crossed this time, Chang pretended to be a good baby in front of him, pretended to be stable in the store, and ran to kneel in the ancestral hall hundreds of miles away, and knelt when he saw the official, holding back a belly of fire in his heart, and then scolded out, and his heart was suddenly refreshed.
If it weren't for his image, Zhang Han himself would have wanted to rush up with a knife and slash for a while.
Du Shenming smiled dumbly, and only then did he feel that Zhang Han was a normal young man, not like he had been too old before.
After getting Zhang Han's order, Liang Xing and Yang Qiu and others still hesitated, they set up this regiment and that meeting, it was nothing more than doing such a thing, and they were practicing in the mule and horse shop every day for a while, everyone was very angry, and everyone turned over and dismounted at the moment, and rushed over with various weapons.
The footmen over there have also been prepared for a long time, the porters and all kinds of people and other thirty people, the tiger here has formed an absolute advantage in numbers, the porter is also similar to the existence of the underworld, even if the simple farmer has been working for a few months, the porter has become an old fritter, and he can turn into a robber by drawing a knife in the middle of the road, and now he is not in the military fort, and he is not afraid that the tiger will come in groups to seek revenge, so everyone also shouted, waved all kinds of weapons in their hands, and rushed forward together.
The momentum on both sides is extremely strong, Du Shenming was a little surprised, and he was also a little worried about his goods, in case he and Yusheng's side were defeated, these porters should not rob their goods by the way.
The value of his goods is one thing, but more importantly, the New Year's goods prepared for those nobles, which are used by people to reward people or give gifts, or delayed, even if Du Shenming's identity is unbearable.
However, Du Shenming also knows that this battle must be fought, the porter and the mule and horse shop are not good stubble, this time let go, and Yusheng will not be able to do this business in the future, and don't think about opening a branch as soon as possible, and his idea of delivering goods with Yusheng in the future will be in vain, no matter which side he stands on, this battle will not work.
The two sides quickly took on the battle, the tigers were experienced, the mule and horse shop were full of people, the two sides fought together, they were crazy to pick up the weapons in their hands to the opposite side, the spear and the long knife and the waist knife were mixed together with the flat knife and kitchen knife, and several people were cut down, fortunately, it was a flesh wound, looking at the blood, the injuries were not serious, the two sides quickly fought together, people were mixed together, from time to time someone screamed and fled back, at first there were many porters, although they were brave, in the end they were not as experienced in fighting as the tigers, Later, the melee began, the bravery of the Lama Tigers could not withstand the other side's many people, from time to time there were Lama Tigers who were cut and retreated, originally they were few people, retreated a few to the side of the convoy, and the rest were gradually wrapped in the inside to fight, and soon they would not be able to resist the enemy.
"Zhang Shaodong, your subordinates are not very good."
Du Shenming looked anxious, these bullies looked fierce, but in fact, this was what was going on when they fought.
More than a dozen people are holding decent weapons, waist knives, spears and long knives, the long knives are still the standard knives of the military town, which is improved by Qi Jiguang, the blade is more than five feet long, sharp and narrow, even the gauntlet plus the handle is more than two meters, the spear is also the standard spear in the army, the spear head is sharp, the gun head and the gun shaft are connected and the gun handle are wrapped with iron, the gun shaft is made of high-grade wood, flexible and strong, this kind of spear is not a wood that can be compared, the waist knife is also made of high-grade Fujian iron, these weapons are secretly bought from the garrison arsenal, There is no such convenience elsewhere, there are more than 1,600 people in the garrison of Xinpingbao, I am afraid that the actual amount is less than half, there are as many weapons, but there are no firearms, some small Franc machines and tiger squat cannons, this thing people dare not buy Zhang Han does not dare to buy, armor does not dare to buy, bows and arrows are no one to make, holding such sharp weapons in their hands, but they were beaten by a group of porters, and they are about to be defeated.
Zhang Han also scolded these bastards in his heart, telling them to be very lazy during drills, and they didn't want to move, he recruited these guys to see how bold they were, and he didn't want to train a group of fighters to come out, as long as they dared to fight, who expected that a group fight was not someone else's opponent, it was useless.
In fact, Zhang Han also understood in his heart that these porters in front of him were not good people, if it was a group of ordinary people, the tigers would be scared away when they were scared away with weapons, not to mention daring to rush up to fight, and they wouldn't run away when they saw blood, it was really a hell of a life.
He showed a resolute look on his face, today's trip is not only related to the business of the mule and horse shop, but also the business of the foot shop, the business of the account bureau is still behind, the first shot will be dumb, don't play at the bottom, the Ming Dynasty's control over the grassroots is very weak, and the basic benefits have been divided up by the pro-vassal gentry, Zhang Han can only find a way to do the business that these people don't look down on, and the current business is to snatch food from the mouths of the people at the bottom.
At this time, Lahu had collapsed, Yang Qiu's face and body were covered with blood, and his beard was dyed red, but he took the lead but fled to Zhang Han's side, shouting as he ran: "Young proprietor, no, these porters are very evil, we are not opponents, hurry up and go, I will protect you." ”
Liang Hong didn't go into battle, and at this time, he saw that his nephew Liang Xing was still waving a long knife in front of him to block people, and he said angrily: "What does the young proprietor want you to protect on horseback, hurry back, you don't go up to me." ”
"If you don't hit, you can't beat them......"
"Didn't you take your monthly salary for nothing?"
The more noisy and close this side is, Du Shenming's face is already very ugly, after a while, Lahu and the mule drivers here are beaten away, and he has to take out a large sum of silver to hire these porters, the road is not necessarily safe, maybe these porters will dare to kill and rob goods in the wild.
At this time, Zhang Han stepped off the horse and went all the way forward.
"Young proprietor?" Liang Hong was taken aback, and Du Shenming's face was also a little stunned.
Zhang Han's face was as usual, but his heart was boiling like boiling water, he was not afraid of a group fight, and it didn't matter if he was beaten to death now, if what he wanted to do couldn't be done, he would rather die immediately.
Zhang Han has been such a stubborn temper since he was a child, otherwise a lower-class child with no background or scenery would definitely not be able to make a listed company.
Everyone was stunned, watching Zhang Han take the lead and rush to the opposite side.
"Young proprietor, I'm here too!" Liang Hong's eyes were red, he had designed himself as a young proprietor with Li Yuchun before, but the young proprietor didn't bother with him, even Li Yuchun was fine, where to find such a magnanimous proprietor? Later, Liang Hong saw Zhang Han's ambition and ability again, if Zhang Han had any accidents at this time, how many grand ambitions would be frustrated.
Zhang Han looked back, and sure enough, Liang Hong took out his waist knife and followed, and his momentum was not weak.
Yang Qiu and a few other injured Lahu who ran back were all stunned, they didn't expect to run back, but the young proprietor and the three cabinets rushed back, they didn't know what to do, and they subconsciously stood in place in a daze.
A strong footman brandished a long knife, slashed Liang Xing's shoulder, and brought out a rain of blood, Liang Xing was originally blocked, after this injury, the person couldn't help but retreat, revealing a lot of flaws in front of him, the footman who cut him was tall and strong, at this time, the knife was retracted, and it was cut horizontally to Liang Xing's belly.
"Bang!"
At the most dangerous moment, there was a sudden loud bang.
The stout footman suddenly felt a burst of dampness and heat on his face, and a rich fishy aura surrounded him, and the red blood covered his face, and this man didn't dare to swing the knife again, and subconsciously took a step back.
Zhang Han held a fire hammer, the mouth of the gun was still emitting white smoke, more than twenty steps away, a small man was hit in the arm by him, the soft lead bullet stopped under the man's left shoulder, made a small hole, blood splattered out.
The shot shocked everyone present.
Whether it is a tiger or a porter, fighting is a common thing, slashing people with knives or stabbing people with guns is also common, death and injury are inevitable, but it is the first time I have seen people hit people with firearms.
The footman who had been hit was first stunned, then felt a strong pain, and rolled on the spot with his arm in his arms.
"Shaodong's main shot is really accurate, and this shot is good."
Hearing Liang Hong's praise, Zhang Han was embarrassed.
He used to fight in groups, and he also used to hunt rabbits in the countryside. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old at that time, which is the same age as he is now, and at that time, the state was not strict with gun management.
Liang Hong is a knowledgeable person, knowing that it is easy to fire a firecracker, but it is very difficult to hit accurately, there are many places in the nine sides that have the establishment of firearms, but the firearms soldiers are the most in Jizhen, and there are very few here in Xuanda, it is difficult to shoot firearms, and it is not as far as the bow and arrow, the generals and the family are not willing to make it, and the people use firearms as much as in the south, this thing is not very stable, it will take a long time before the northern folk use the earthen guns to shoot big prey, and the control of firearms in the Qing season is much stricter than that of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhang Han's shot, in Liang Hong's opinion, was fast and accurate, and one shot shook the situation.
The fact is also the same, seeing the smoking pipe, the porters are all in a daze, the porters who were still very brave just now are slowly retreating, the morale of the tigers is restored, scolding and scolding the porters together, the spears and knives are raised high, and the porters are ordered to squat, and all the porters do it one by one, only the unlucky guy who was injured by Zhang Han's shot is still rolling in place and screaming.