Chapter 681: A Pool of Blood
Even if the Ming Dynasty is very strong, in the eyes of the Russians who advocate force like Zacrov, in the future, they still have to conquer by force and obtain their vast and rich land, so that a large number of resources will naturally fall into the hands of the Russians.
A gust of wind blew over, the snow on the ground was blown up, and some snow particles slapped on Zhang Xuwen's face, cold and biting, and his hands quickly froze purple, which was also a disadvantage, on the contrary, Zackerov on the other side looked calm, bad weather had no effect on him, and even for these Russians, today's weather was quite good. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Further north, in the permafrost zone of the Arctic Circle, there are a small number of settlements of Russians, where the weather is above minus 30 degrees Celsius, I really don't know how these Russians survived in this era, even after 300 years, living in such a natural environment is an extremely harsh challenge!
Zhang Xuwen endured the discomfort and continued to move forward, his boots squeaking on the snow.
In this era, all kinds of unnecessary thoughts have been completely put aside, and there is only the enemy in front of us, and all I think about is the coordination of my hand, eye and heart...... Zhang Xuwen has experienced the most formal military training with Yusheng, here in Tomsk, because the Russians are martial and strong, the people of the mission have deliberately strengthened the training of military talents, Zhang Xuwen is the most accurate person to fight with firearms, if it were not for this talent, he would not have recklessly run to Zacrov to ask for a duel, although now I think about it, this method of resolving important political conflicts is really child's play, but the world is so wonderful and weird, this kind of child-like solution, It really works with the Russians......
Fifty paces later, the two of them raised their short guns almost at the same time.
Zhang Xuwen felt that Zacrov had grown from a small black dot in front of his eyes, extremely clear, at this moment, his hand and eyes were extremely coordinated, he did not hesitate for a second, and his fingers pulled the trigger without hesitation!
The fire gun had already been drugged, and the faucet was also opened, and the slightly heavy trigger clicked on the fire door, and the sparks splashed up, igniting the primer, and Zhang Xuwen felt that his hands shook suddenly...... He breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, this shot was out!
At the time of the firing just now, Zhang Xuwen seemed to have heard the sound of the opposite wrench, but at this time, he did not see the white smoke rising from the opposite side, nor did he see the fire bursting out from the mouth of the opposite side, his heart sank slightly, Zhang Xuwen had seen more than a dozen duels between Russians in the city, and there were quite a few masters, who would rather take the risk of being hit first, and must wait until the distance was very close before firing, so that the possibility of hitting the vital point increased, and the latter was easier to control than the first striker.
Zhang Xuwen was annoyed for a while, he was still too anxious!
However, at this time, there was a sound of surprise, almost everyone was shouting something in Russian, Zhang Xuwen looked over a little sluggishly, but saw that Zacrov had fallen on the snow, and there was a very obvious pool of blood under his body!
Zheng Zhilong and Gan Hui had already pounced, and the two young men from Fujian looked short and thin in a group of bear-like Russians, but they did not hesitate at all, but ran directly to Zhang Xuwen's side and protected him firmly.
Both of them have fire guns in their arms, even if the other party is outnumbered, they can't hand over Zhang Xuwen to the other party without resistance.
Zhang Xuwen was moved for a while, but he was also a little dazed, he muttered: "I actually hit him first......"
"It's still a kill, and it's hitting the vital point of the neck!" Zheng Zhilong's face was excited, and he almost felt like he was about to jump up.
Gan Hui calmed down, he said, "Let's stop a little bit, don't anger these guys." ā
"That's right!"
Zheng Zhilong calmed down suddenly, he turned his head to look, and whispered again: "It's already out of breath, and he also fired it at that time, but this guy is not very lucky, and he failed to fire......"
Zacrov also uses a short gun, but it is not produced by He Yusheng, it is very likely to be a Russian homemade firearm, in terms of quality, this thing must be a hundred times better than that produced by the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty, but the firing rate is not high is the characteristic of the flintlock pistol in this era, the quality is generally only fifty percent of the firing rate, that is, it is very likely to fail to shoot five shots when ten shots, this failure rate is somewhat high, far below the arquebus, so the flintlock pistol has appeared for decades, but the equipment rate is not too high, Zacrof's use of a flintlock pistol may have been the biggest mistake, and if he had used an arquebus, the result could have been completely different.
Zhang Xuwen was a little scared at this time, his body didn't know whether he was excited or too cold, or maybe he was too scared, he trembled slightly, he said with a wry smile: "I asked Zacrov to duel, the most worrying thing is not that he doesn't accept it, but that he proposed to use the Don scimitar to duel with me, then I will either withdraw in shame, or I can only be sent to death." ā
"Well, yes, yes." Zheng Zhilong nodded again and again and said, "From this point of view, even if this guy is dead, he deserves to be called a good man." ā
The duels of the Russians are also in step with the times, and there are still people in Western Europe who use swords or spears to duel, and the use of muskets is only a new fashion, and the Russians have followed suit, and I don't know how many people died in musket duels for at least 200 years.
After waiting for a while, Zhang Xuwen calmed down, and accompanied by two witnesses, the three of them walked towards Zackerov's body.
Two women, one old and one young, were standing beside her and weeping, especially the bride, today was the day of her wedding, and it was also the day of her father's death.
At this moment, Zhang Xuwen almost had a strong sense of guilt, but the current situation did not allow him to escape, so he could only continue to move forward.
"I'm sorry." Zhang Xuwen said to Koshevoy, who represented the family of the deceased: "Such an outcome is not what I want to see. ā
"It's okay, Zhang." Koshevoy saw that Zhang Xuwen's expression was uneasy, not only was he not angry, but comforted him: "Although my wife and mother-in-law are sad, they can accept what is in front of them. Zacrov had been fighting all his life, and his wish was to die by the sword, not to die in shameful old age, and now that he had done it, what could be more glorious than to die in battle in such a scene? He will ascend to heaven, and God will take care of his soul. ā
When it comes to the "Kingdom of Heaven", Zhang Xuwen and Zheng Zhilong do not believe in it at all, and the Chinese believe in everything in religion, but in fact they do not believe in anything, if there must be something to believe, it is that simple karma is the easiest to move people's hearts. Zhang Xuwen saw with his own eyes that Zacrov killed harmless civilians and froze women and children to death in the ice and snow, and such people can go to heaven, then this religion is really ridiculous.
There was a corpse lying in the snow, Zacrov's eyes were still open, and he seemed to be looking at the sky blankly, the musket faucet on his right hand had been shot down, and it was indeed a gun fired at about the same time as Zhang Xuwen, within fifty steps is already a distance that can basically hit every shot for a top shooter, there is no need to wait to add variables, but what Zacrov didn't expect was that he was very unlucky, in fact, his musket had been warmed up before, and many shots were successful in a row, but the unfortunate thing was that this shot didn't go off at all.
"Maybe this is providential ......" Zhang Xuwen looked at the blood flowing from Zackeroff's neck, the blood was bright red when it first flowed out, which was very dazzling on the snow, but after flowing for a while, it turned black and red......
"Two envoys of the Ming Kingdom," Gregory said in a low mood, but still very straightforwardly: "Zakrov has always opposed us and your cooperation, and we also understand the reason for this duel, and we Cossacks will hold a meeting below, I think no one should continue to oppose you under the pressure of the governor and Petrin and others." ā
Zhang Xuwen breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that his back was weak, and he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Zheng Zhilong and Gan Hui supported him left and right, and did not make him lose face in front of many Cossacks.
"Gregory, maybe we'll need your help on our way back." Zacrov's body was not far from his feet, and Zhang Xuwen felt that he was too thick-skinned.
"As long as there is an order from the Governor." Gregory smiled wryly and bowed.
"It's finally time to get ready for the return trip." Zhang Xuwen looked back at the direction of Sechi, there were still many people there, including the wails of gamblers who lost their bets, and many people probably couldn't imagine that a person like Zackerov would die at the hands of a weak Ming countryman.
Zheng Zhilong looked at the musket in Zhang Xuwen's hand that had just made great achievements, and he said thoughtfully: "No wonder adults have said that firearms are the greatest invention in civilization, and only after having firearms can we ensure that civilization continues to be conquered by barbarism." ā
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"I'm leaving ...... again"
In April, the weather was warm and full of greenery, Zhang Han held Chang Ning's hand, feeling the unique smoothness and delicacy of the woman's skin, and inevitably felt sorry in his heart.
"Luckily, it's still a few months before I give birth." Chang Ning smiled and said, "You should be able to rush back to welcome the birth of the child." ā
Zhang Han said quite firmly: "I promise you that you will definitely rush back." ā
Chang Ning changed his words and said: "If there is important military affairs, it is better to use military affairs." ā
Seeing that Zhang Han was a little stunned, Chang Ning pursed his lips and smiled: "It's just that you don't care about children, how can I be that kind of ignorant woman, I must let you go home with everything." ā
Zhang Hanxin said: Even if it is the dignified little woman in front of her, she is still a little girl after all, or in other words, no matter how big the woman is, her general thoughts are almost the same, and there is not much difference.
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