Guarding the valley and looking at the shadow of the Great Wall in the distance, Sitku squinted and let out a long sigh.

He really wanted to enter the customs to plunder, but he was named by Niu Lu and stayed in the valley to answer. Although there is also credit for receiving it, it is better than not grabbing it yourself. In addition, the entry and robbery is said to be the spoils of war, and both people and property are distributed by everyone, but who will not hide their secrets after entering the customs?

Of course, this is not the main reason for Sitku's troubles, he is sixteen years old this year, and he has not really fought against the Ming people, he prefers to be able to fight the Ming people on the battlefield and cut off the heads of the Ming soldiers, as the beginning of his brilliant martial arts.

But maybe it's because he didn't take a good name, he is sixteen years old but still doesn't have a chance, and those famous warriors in the clan, especially those Baturu, who is not thirteen or fourteen years old wields a knife to kill!

In Manchu, Xiteku means "child of urin", and this name will inevitably be ridiculed. Xiteku's big dream now is to be able to change his name by the banner owner after a certain meritorious service, and of course, it is best for the emperor Huang Taiji to change his name.

Like the Eight Banners Army in Gyeonggi, those who responded also needed to practice, and when the conch horn sounded, Sitku gathered his mind and hurried to the open space in front of the camp.

They didn't hide their actions too much, and even if the Akito found out, they barely dared to come out and fight except for standing in the castle and shivering.

In his heart, Sitku even wished that a group of Ming rangers would come out and fight them, so that he would have a chance to make meritorious contributions.

Little did he know that in the mountains at either end of the valley, a jet-black pipe was aimed at him.

Wang Qinian likes to ride horses, but he also likes shooting, and it seems that there are no men who don't like both. Now in ambush here, he rarely needed to guard his horses, and the musket in his hand became his only pastime.

This year, Wang Qinian was fifteen years old, one year younger than the Sitku he was targeting.

He saw a relaxed smile on Xiteku's face, and kept saluting, and Wang Qinian felt that he was still comfortable in the bathroom.

Although you have to bow too, at least it doesn't have to be so troublesome. And the forked hand gift is much more beautiful than the Tartar beating Qian'er, clean and neat, and it looks extremely majestic!

He looked away for a moment and looked to either side of him, the tiger guards were all engrossed, and he was probably the only one who would be quietly distracted. He saw that Yu Guozhen, an official he had always respected, had his fingers slightly flexed, as if he was about to pull the trigger of the musket; saw that although Tian Boguang had the usual cynical smile on his face, his eyes were so cold that there was no trace of a smile; As soon as Huo Yan was nervous, his left eyebrow would jump, just like now, but he didn't know it......

Wang Qinian can notice these details, but since his head was injured, he has a clumsy mouth, and there is no way to express what he sees and thinks in concise words.

Only he understands that he is definitely not a fool. The cousin Wang Rui, who was driven back to Xinxiang by the officials, is a fool, so he will be driven away to gnaw on those heavy and big books, but he can stay with the officials!

He wandered slightly, looked into the crosshairs again, and realized that the target he had been looking for was gone. He searched for it, and then he saw the tartar, who looked not much different from him, saluting a man with a golden helmet.

At this moment, he heard Yu Guozhen's order: "Shoot!" ”

The sound of thumping muskets suddenly rang out, and in this distance of less than twenty zhang, the accuracy and power of the Tiger Guard B musket were brought into full play. And it's almost an inactive target, which is really not a difficult task for the new Xianghuwei, whose people have to shoot tens of thousands of bullets every year.

Why is Yu Guozhen so able to make money, but still feels that the money is not enough? The reason is this, the new Xianghuwei equipment adds up to dozens of taels of silver, and the consumption of guns and ammunition is extremely large, Yu Guozhen would rather lose some money than lose manpower, so the Huwei B musket alone, theoretically each barrel can shoot more than 300 times, but Yu Guozhen has a clear rule that if the shot exceeds 250 times, then the barrel must be replaced.

That is to say, every eight days or so, Huwei has to change a gun, on average, to forty guns per year. Based on the cost of each gun of the Tiger Guard B type, the cost of each gun is about three taels, and a Tiger Guard will consume 120 taels of silver just to replace the firearm every year.

And this is not counting the consumption of bullets.

Sitku was at a loss at the first time the gun rang out, of course he knew it was a musket, but when he first entered the battlefield, he couldn't react to the gunfire at the same time, he just stood there and watched around, trying to figure out what was going on. Then he felt that his body sank, and Master Niu Lu, who was still arrogant at first, fell on him, and there was an extra hole in his brain, and the red blood mixed with the brains of Bai Huahua, and poured him all over.

"Ahh Xiteku screamed, he didn't know that he had escaped by luck, because Wang Qinian was aiming at him, but compared to riding, Wang Qinian's archery skills were obviously different, and he deviated from the target by two meters, so the inverted frieze Niu Lu Ezhen became Xiteku's substitute ghost.

Although Sitku thought that he was also a warrior and that he could make a difference, he realized that he was not ready when the battle and death suddenly happened around him. The companions who usually boasted about how many Ming people's heads they had cut off fell down in pieces, and the usual lively Niu Lu master was lying on his body, he was so frightened that his legs and feet were weak, and the whole person was soft, except for screaming, he couldn't even play a point of his skills.

Not only him, but also a small half of the people who were left to respond were inexperienced newcomers. In recent years, with the rapid expansion of Manchurian power, the soldiers gradually ran out, and the looting activities in the Ming Dynasty and Korea made those Manchurian families drool, so these Xinding were also added to the Eight Banners.

However, some of the old warriors reacted quickly, and they judged that the attackers were hiding in the low woods on both sides of the valley, and immediately began to counterattack. Originally, there were sentinels in high places, and there were special sentinels patrolling them, but they were touched by Tian Boguang and others. It is expected that the cheating thing of the telescope will be able to know the location of the Jianyu sentry from afar, which is also an important reason why Yu Guozhen always dares to lead people to sneak attack: the information of the two sides on the battlefield is completely unequal!

"Ahh

With the counterattack of Jianyu, wounded people began to appear in the family guards, and one of them was accidentally caught in the brain by an arrow and died on the spot. But then the bodies of those who were able to fight back erupted in clusters of blood, and the second team of muskets reserved by Yu Guozhen smashed their bodies into a sieve.

After a round of shooting, more than 60 of them fell, and almost none of the officers and generals were spared, and most of the most courageous veterans were also lost. Although the loss was just over one-tenth compared to the number of nearly 500 prisoners, it had already broken the opponent's muscles and bones.

"On the ridge, over at the sentinel point, go, go!" A veteran soldier who had broken his leg bone by a bullet shouted angrily, his beard was white, and he looked nearly seventy years old, but even at this age, he was still interested in looting, and this time he originally wanted to get some cheap and leave something for his children and grandchildren.

He roared and stared at the Nyox who was crushing him, and Setku was frightened and didn't know what to do, but under his roar, he took a few heavy breaths, and was about to lift the Niulu master who was pressed on him, and then rush towards the enemy like those old warriors.

At this moment, the brief silence ended, and when the smoke had cleared, the muskets began to roll out again. The veteran was shot several times in front of Sitku, spitting blood clots from his mouth, and his body trembled for a while before he stopped moving.

The shot destroyed the courage that had been so hard to build, and he held his head in his hands and buried his face in the ground, hoping that everything that was happening now was an illusion.

After two rounds of shooting, the overall situation has been decided, Yu Guozhen breathed a sigh of relief, and looked back at his side, the medical soldiers were bandaging the wounded, seeing that about six people were hit by arrows, and another guard was killed, with a towel covering his face. He walked over and picked up the towel slightly, took a deep look, closed his eyes and took a breath.

Jianyu's combat effectiveness is indeed outstanding, at least stronger than any army Yu Guozhen has seen before. Under this sudden attack, the Jianyu, who are mainly recruits and the old and weak, can still make an effective counterattack, and can also cause casualties to the guards!

This is also caused by the shortcomings of the Tiger Guard B musket, although after the improvement of gunpowder, its range is longer than that of the musket used by the Ming Dynasty and even Europe at this time, and the shooting accuracy in the effective range is higher, but it still needs to enter the distance of 50 to 60 meters from the opponent to be more accurate. Yu Guozhen also wanted to go directly to the upper chambering, preferably a spiral chambering, and if possible, a rear-mounted locking firing pin...... Nothing less. But although he has this idea, he is still exploring the process, especially to evolve to the rear loading spiral rifle, which has higher requirements for bullets, and it is obviously unrealistic to develop it and equip it on a large scale immediately.

"Petty official, is it a charge?" Tian Boguang asked beside him. According to the experience of previous operations, after two or three rounds of shooting, Yu Guozhen would give the order to charge.

"No, keep shooting." Yu Guozhen rejected his proposal, if he was against a unit like Liukou with little fighting spirit and training, two or three rounds of shooting, inflicting five to ten percent death on the opponent and then launching a charge, he could reap the fruits of victory in the pursuit. But as we can see now, Jianlu's ability to bear casualties is higher than that of rogues, and Yu Guozhen would rather waste more bullets than have his subordinates suffer further casualties due to unnecessary charges.

After receiving his order, Tian Boguang ordered everyone to continue shooting, and each person knocked out at least ten bullets before stopping. Looking at the flat ground where the Jianyu had just gathered, I saw blood everywhere, as if it was a slaughterhouse, and the smell of blood was also permeating the air.

"Approach carefully, and if something goes wrong, shoot immediately." Yu Guozhen was satisfied and ordered to step forward.

(To be continued)