Chapter 124: The Battle of Ximu Town (4)
It wouldn't have been more than five miles, but it took more than an hour for Herrahan and his so-called elite to stumble to the door.
The town of Creekwood was in front of them, but the townspeople were ready: they had formed barricades out of discarded furniture and logs, piled up bunkers with sacks of earth on the roofs, and the hunters who had withdrawn from the path in the mountains and forests were ready to strike mercilessly at the invaders.
Anyone with a modicum of common sense could see that with the one or two hundred men under Herrahan (who had crossed the river and had not been left behind), with their shotguns and bows, it was very unlikely that they would be able to force their way into such a defended town.
But Herrahan had been made to the point of losing his mind by these "stubborn" guys. Without a horse, he stood in the middle of the road and pointed out at the "cowards" hiding behind the fences and crates, and demanded that they immediately take bread and cheese and sacrifice their wives and daughters, or else the Uighur army would break through the town and kill not a single chicken or dog in the village.
He was scolding, and out of the grass flew out of the grass a frightened little hen, which was a coincidence. Both sides were nervous to the extreme, and one Uighur soldier, who was also nervous, shot at the hen with flapping wings in the air.
The shooting caused a great deal of trouble, and the defenders hiding behind the fortifications and bunkers also seemed to be ordered at the same time, and put their guns down with a bang, and after a puff of smoke, the Uighur soldiers fell to the ground, and the Herahan ran like rabbits with long legs and feet, and he crawled in the grass by the roadside, shouting: "Uighur warriors! Come on! It's time to fight for the true holy! ”
Sure enough, at his call, several Uighurs rushed forward, and the shotguns were no better than the military rifles. Wild boar hunting is great, but there are also many rabbits and pheasants. As far as bullets are concerned, some of them can kill people immediately, but those who hit iron sand may not even be seriously injured unless they hit the face directly.
These Uighur warriors endured the pain of blooming in their chests sprayed with iron sand, and used their hands and feet to climb over the fence at the entrance of the town, but they did not expect that a fat uncle with a bow and two revolvers, who was already waiting for them: "Good afternoon, everyone. ”
Huang Taiji smiled calmly, and then sent the Uighur warriors back to their hometown.
"Rush! Keep rushing! When Herahan saw that the fence had only sealed the front of the road, and that the defense of the flanks seemed to be a breakthrough, he was overjoyed, and he was about to rush up with three or five men.
Who knew that before he had taken two steps, one of the Uighur warriors cried out: "Ah, my feet! ”
Herrahan looked down and saw that the grass had made these cunning villagers arrange iron clips. Some of these clips are for rabbits and weasels, and some can clip wild boars, if they are caught by the latter, I'm afraid this leg will be expensive.
Herrahan did not dare to lead his men forward again, so he had to order his subordinates: "Attack head-on!" Don't be afraid, they only have a few guns. Rush up and shoot them with guns! ”
Sure enough, the Uighur warriors also changed their charge, and they spontaneously divided into groups, some using shotguns to suppress fire from behind obstacles in the distance, some nimbly jumping around to attract the attention of the other party, and others taking the opportunity to find a blind spot and try to climb over the obstacle again.
Huang Taiji laughed, handed a revolver to Cheng Qi, and took a grenade from his hand: "You Song people are also magical, this kind of thing can be bought like buying melons." ”
As he spoke, he pulled the ring and put on a standard throwing posture: "Let's attack, the Nine-Type Infantry Decisive Battle Weapon Thunder in the Palm of the Sky!" ”
Cheng Qi was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help complaining: "Where did you learn this fever-like word!" ”
Guo Shan also learned to throw one, and said in the deafening explosion: "It's really shameful to shout such lines, but it makes people full of power, hahahahaha!" ”
Amid the explosion of grenades, the Uighurs had to retreat in disarray.
After being bombed, Herrahan finally calmed down and began to think about whether to fight to the end with such a small town.
At this time, his reinforcements, the men and horses on the opposite bank of the river, finally arrived. And they also brought with them the much-needed "heavy equipment" of Herahan – the brimstone, saltpeter, and glass bottles they had captured from the city of Keno.
When these things are mixed with grease, they can be made into simple flammable materials. After testing the direction of the wind, Herrahan immediately arranged for the fresh army to prepare for the fire attack.
"These scoundrels are going to set fire!" Huang Yang said: "Let's take it down!" ”
"Whoever plays with fire will burn himself." Huang Taiji was very calm: "Mayor Town, are things ready?" ”
"That's it!" The answer was Strange Woman Guli. She eagerly hugged a brass dragon head, followed by a long wooden dragon that continued to a large cart with several large barrels. Huang Yang suddenly realized: "This is to fight fire with water!" ”
Huang Taiji winked at him: "Young man, things are not that simple!" ”
As they spoke, the Uighurs had already begun to set fires, and the wooden fence was blazing, and everyone seemed to be able to feel the power of the flames from a distance of more than ten meters.
Huang Taiji silently took out a white cotton mask from his pocket and put it on, and Gu Li also covered her face with a scarf. Although Huang Yang didn't know what they were doing, looking at them like this, he seemed to feel dangerous. He quickly hid behind everyone: "I think it's safer for me to stand farther away." ”
As the flames in front of them weakened, the barricades collapsed. Excited Uighur warriors shouted slogans and rushed with knives and guns in hand. As soon as they stepped on the land of Ximu Town, Huang Taiji shouted, "It's now, let's do it!" ”
It was too late, but it was too soon, and the people in the cart pressed the lever together and squeezed out the liquid from the wooden barrel where the water was stored.
Guli held the dragon head in her hand and stared at the front. Suddenly, the faucet shook, and a spicy liquid squirted out in front of it!
Huang Yang, who was hiding far behind, felt that his nose and eyes suddenly became uncomfortable, not to mention the Uighur warriors who had been drenched in the head, and they all dropped their weapons and jumped in place, wailing.
"What the hell are these?" Huang Yang covered his mouth and nose, and the urn screamed angrily.
Guli herself was choked and couldn't stand it, but she still insisted on squirting all the potions before she let go.
Huang Taiji also coughed and retreated to the back: "Ahem...... Hey, this potion is amazing...... I would never use it unless I had to! ”
This mysterious new weapon is actually the diluted liquid of two cans of self-defense spray that Guo Shan carried from the Great Song Dynasty thousands of miles away, "necessary for home travel and wolf release", mixed with water.
Thanks to the chemical industry of the Great Song Empire, he once again taught the Uighurs who were still living in the Middle Ages to be human beings. The townspeople swarmed up from their houses and took advantage of the opportunity to capture several prisoners. The Uighurs, who had attacked the town, saw that the situation was not good, and once again retreated.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Herrahan failed to succeed in several strong attacks, and the morale of his subordinates had been seriously shaken, so he could only retreat with his men first and join up with his rear team before making plans.