Stepping into the knee-high sea, the biting cold surged from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and for a moment Zhang Ke almost froze, his two hamstrings were as hard as mallets, he could only walk slowly, trying to keep a smile on his face, and walked towards the shore.

The people next to him saw Zhang Ke's unhurried appearance, and they all secretly gave a thumbs up, worthy of Zhang Shaobao, he was so graceful when he went ashore, unlike us who fled for their lives, no wonder people are Shaobao, we are only worthy of being pawns!

A guy in disguise finally arrived on the beach and was about to change into a pair of boots, when suddenly Du Qing ran over with a pigeon in his hand.

"Qi Yu Shaobao, flying pigeon to pass the book."

Zhang Ke didn't care about anything else, hurriedly took it, unfolded it to take a look, and suddenly slapped his thigh in a hurry.

It turned out that the letter was sent by Bao Shiqing, and there were only three symbols on it??? ”

Following Zhang Ke for a period of time, Bao Shiqing also learned punctuation, and when he saw three question marks in a row, one bigger than the other, Zhang Ke understood, Bao Shiqing was asking himself, where are the reinforcements?

"Du Qing, what's the matter with Yu Weiliang, didn't I let him take the bank first?"

Du Qing's face was bitter, and he hurriedly said: "My lord, it seems that General Yu is mainly attacking the military camp of the Tartars, and it is always good to kill more Tartars!" ”

"Fart!" Zhang Ke was so angry that he jumped like thunder, and said sharply: "The bank's treasury has more than one million taels of Tatar deposits, which is the people's fat and people's ointment that Jiannu snatched from Daming, which is more important than anything else!" ”

Only then did Du Qing suddenly realize that more than one million taels of silver were almost worth the military expenses of this dispatch! Suddenly, Du Qing's voice changed: "My lord." Let the lowly go, I promise the Tartars won't take a tael of silver! ”

"Okay, you'll go right away!" Zhang Ke said anxiously. The most important thing on Changsheng Island is silver, not only a huge amount of money, but also an economic atomic bomb, if the Tartar is taken away, Zhang Kegan will take the risk and it will be useless.

In a hurry, Zhang Ke forgot about the cold, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

Du Qing didn't dare to slack off. With five hundred soldiers, he rushed towards the east side of Changsheng Island. There are slaves everywhere along the way. There was fire everywhere, and they smoked and burst into flames, and the gods blocked and killed the gods. Du Qing hadn't gone into battle to kill the enemy in person for a long time, and he had saved up all his strength. The sword in his hand was waved. It's like a windmill.

As long as the Tartar touches him, it is definitely a dead end, and where the big knife passes, the head is rolling and the blood is flowing like a river. No matter how many Tartars rush up, it's all a dead end.

With Du Qing came, there were two hundred of the most mysterious soldiers, who held the most advanced muskets of the Yizhou soldiers - flintlock pistols!

After some efforts, Sun Yuanhua broke through the spring steel technology. Springs can be produced in large quantities, although the yield is only a pitiful fifteen percent, but it is enough to start production.

Meanwhile. The Uiju Arsenal also broke through two heavy technologies, the first is the hydraulic drilling machine, a huge waterwheel slowly rotates under the action of flowing water, and through the guò transmission device, the stone mill is driven to rotate, and a drill bit is installed on the stone mill. With this simple set of tools. You can produce a standard fire torch tube!

Originally, it would take a mature craftsman about a month to produce a suitable pipe. Of course, you can also use red-hot wrought iron. Wound around the iron rod and make a gun pipe, but the range of this is limited, and Zhang Ke is only equipped with the new army.

Every real elite veteran is not exchanged, and Zhang Ke is reluctant to use them desperately, so the equipment must be the best.

With a hydraulic drilling machine, it takes almost six days to drill a barrel, which greatly increases the production speed.

In addition, Tongguò cooperated with Western missionaries, and a batch of machine tools were produced in Yiju!

I have to admit that by the end of the Ming Dynasty, Western technology had begun to surpass the Ming Dynasty, but the gap was not so desperate! Craftsmen in the West have used machine tools to make parts for clocks and watches, as well as artillery.

The Ming Dynasty also had similar equipment, and according to the records of the "Heavenly Works", the Ming Dynasty stored a grinding machine used to cut jade. In contrast, the judgment is made from above.

But fortunately, the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty were still relatively smart, and after the Westerners made machine tools, they immediately understood the essentials and used the new firecrackers.

Zhang Ke dared to say unceremoniously that the flintlock pistols of his guards battalion were the most advanced weapons of this era. The barrel was extremely long, flint shot, and the firing range reached one hundred and fifty meters.

Standardized parts, generally damaged on the battlefield can be replaced. The powerful firearm gives the soldier unprecedented confidence.

Whenever Du Qing rushed to a difficult time, there were piles of Tartars in front of him, and it was difficult to advance an inch, and the firecrackers would immediately support, and it was a shot at the Tartars. Sharp bullets pierced through the armor, huge kinetic energy smashed bones and muscles, and the limbs of the Tartars flew into the sky, and the internal organs were beaten into pulp.

If they still have the strength to fight in the face of the previous firecrackers, the new firecrackers are invincible artifacts, and even the bravest Tartars are terrified from the bottom of their hearts.

Hundreds of warriors were soon engulfed and turned into corpses, and the indestructible three layers of armor could not protect them.

"Run!"

The thought arose, like a weed in the steppe, spreading rapidly, and the Tartar quickly fled.

Du Qing slashed several more in a row, and he was still unsatisfied, but he woke up suddenly.

"Brothers, follow me to the bank!"

The soldiers were like an unstoppable dragon, crushing a tartar that dared to stop it, when Du Qing panted and rushed up a mound. The bank was two hundred paces away, and a group of Tartars were climbing the wall and killing inside.

Seeing that the defense line was being rushed to pieces, and it was in danger, Du Qing's eyes were red.

"Brothers, kill!"

This time, Du Qing did not rush forward single-handedly, he commanded the firecrackers to line up in a neat formation and trotted to press up.

There were still more than a hundred steps away from the Tartar, and Du Qing shouted: "Ready!" Shoot! ”

The soldiers fell to their knees on one knee, and saw a puff of smoke coming from the muzzle of their guns, and a piece of tartar fell to the ground, and the wolf bèi screamed, and the sound alarmed Dartai, who was directing the charge.

"Despicable Nikan!" He was so angry that he stomped his foot hard, and when he saw that he had taken the bank, how could he give up. Hurriedly waved his hand. Two hundred slaves were allocated.

"Go, you guys block for a while!"

Dartai's close-fitting Tartars are battle-hardened veterans. Courage and experience are top-notch. They noticed that the firecrackers were menacing, but there were not many of them.

Zhang Ke allocated 500 people to Du Qing, but there were a lot of people along the way, and less than 300 people were still with him.

When the Tartar saw this, he immediately had the confidence that although the fire gun was powerful, it must have enough firepower density. Otherwise, if the formation is broken, the fire gun is worse than the burning stick.

The Tartars quickly formed a triangular formation. In front were the heavily armored dead soldiers, and in the back were the archers who followed closely, and in order to attract firepower, they specially gathered a dozen war horses.

Whipped hard. The horses were blindfolded, and all they knew was to rush forward, and the guns rang out, and the muskeoners mercilessly knocked down the livestock. But the Tartars in the back also took the opportunity to rush up.

The Tartar in the front row carried a big shield and ran extremely fast, rushing to within eighty steps in a blink of an eye, and if he got closer, as long as he got closer, the bow and arrow could shoot down the Ming Dog!

So thought the Tartars. But just as he was running, suddenly a gunshot rang out, and in an instant the Tartar's eyes widened.

They simply couldn't believe it. Although the Ming army's firecrackers were powerful, whenever there was a war, they had to hang a fire rope on their bodies, and even light them in advance, so as to ensure that they could be ignited and shot smoothly.

But there was no fire rope on these Ming soldiers in front of them, and there was no ignition action when shooting. But as soon as he pulled the trigger, the bullet came out.

These Ming military gods. Can their fingers make a fire?

Of course, the Tartar could not understand the power of the self-generated fire, so he could only be pierced by the bullet through the shield, shatter the armor, and fall in pieces. The Ming army did not hesitate, and after firing the gun, they immediately retreated, and the gunfire rang out again, almost without stopping in between.

This is the power of the flintlock pistol, the firing speed of the Yizhou soldiers reached an incredible Cheng dù, and the density of fire of the soldiers in just three rows was more than two or three times that of the arquebus.

Not to mention infantry, even if it is cavalry, it is enough to blast the opponent into slag.

More than 200 Tartars were killed before they could get within 60 paces. The heavily armored dead soldiers were slaughtered, and the remaining archers were as defenseless as the unsuspecting ones, and the leather armor on their bodies was not much stronger than the rags.

"Fire!"

The Ming army marched in a neat pace, shooting while moving forward, the pace was firm, and the momentum was like a rainbow. The Tartar hesitated slightly, and was beaten into a hornet's nest by the bullet.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, but all the remaining tartars ignored a qiē, turned around and ran.

"Master, if something is wrong, let's go!" A minion tugged at Daltai's sleeve, and Dartai turned his head sharply, just in time to see his subordinate wolf bèi fleeing, and he was so angry that he exploded his lungs.

"Rice bucket, useless minions, I'll kill you!"

No matter how much he shouted, it had no effect, and the other Tartars no longer dared to fight with the Ming army, and rushed towards the eastern coast and escaped from Changsheng Island.

"It's over, it's all over! What face do I have to meet His Majesty the King of Khan! ”

Dartai said, raising his waist knife, about to kill himself. At this time, the minions on both sides hurriedly pounced, snatched the waist knife, set him up and ran.

"Master, stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood, let's go!"

The Tartar fled frantically, and Du Qing took the lead, rushed to the outside of the bank's courtyard wall, and jumped in at once.

Bao Shiqing was holding a sword at this time, sitting on the ground, panting. As soon as he heard the footsteps, he thought it was the Tartar rushing in, and he raised his sword with tears in his eyes.

"It's not a big success, it's just one death!"

"Sir, wait!" The soldier next to him hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Bao, it's the heavenly soldiers who are here!" ”

Bao Shiqing raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Du Qing and the others, he grinned, all the strength in his body ran out, fell to the ground, and passed out.

……

"Is Mr. Bao okay?"

"Qi Yu Shaobao, safe and sound, but it was too sad, I gave him a calming medicine and fell asleep!" Wu Youxing replied with a smile.

"Well, he's a man of great merit!" Zhang Ke smiled, holding a list of deposits in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, the slave chief's family is here!" (To be continued)