"But this Ottoman is not as good as the Jingshi, and he cares about the army and the grandfather!" The fireman thought for a long time and held back such a sentence.

At this time, the soldiers who were on guard on the wall of the entry and exit checkpoints turned around and made a tactical gesture, but it was the Ottomans who came.

About a hundred meters away, the rifles of two and a half squads on the wall began to shoot, because the Ottomans had chased here, there was no longer a formation, and they were still holding porcelain in their hands, huddled together, and they did not have the fierce look they had when they had just come ashore.

A round of salvo knocked down more than 20 people on the spot, and even Qian Chujiu's revolver, eighty or ninety meters away, was unbelievably down! Qian Chujiu himself was taken aback: "This guy is really unlucky!" "Because the pistol target is generally only 25 meters away, not a person with very good marksmanship, it is rarely used to shoot at a target 10 meters away in actual combat. These eighty or ninety meters can be hit, it's really not Qian Chujiu's luck, it's that guy is unlucky.

But the chaos was only the first few minutes of those Ottoman soldiers rushing around the corner, after all, the troops who could be sent out to capture the port would not be soft-footed shrimp, and soon an officer ordered the soldiers to throw away those porcelain, and then after Qian Chujiu and they knocked down a dozen more people, the Ottoman army organized a charge, and after being put down by rifles and grenades, finally organized a salvo.

This salvo was much more effective than the previous rain of arrows at the warehouse.

Although Qian Chujiu's side is condescending, it is not like the side of the warehouse, where some iron pavilions are covered, and there are a few soldiers hiding in the sentry tower of the checkpoint. The movement was too slow, and three people were shot in the thighs. One person was hit by an arrow in the right chest, and Qian Chujiu was also shot with two arrows. However, this guy has always spared his life, and the iron helmet has never been untied, and these two arrows are smashed into the iron helmet and then bounced off, except for a headache, there is no other damage.

"Master, let's go." The fireman who had carried him all the way fired a shot at the window of the break room, knocking down the Ottoman commander who was shouting thirty meters below the wall, and throwing down the rifle that had run out of bullets. Pulled out two large revolvers, checked the ammunition, and said to Qian Chujiu, "Hurry up and find the army, the brothers will help you drag it, but you have to be faster, if you can't run, hide it, I'm afraid it won't last long." ”

All the way to now, there is really not much ammunition.

Other soldiers. also said to Qian Chujiu: "Let's go, Master Qian, if the Ottomans come up in a while, you don't even have the strength to fight hard." What's the use of you staying here? Don't teach your brothers, you won't be at ease when you go! ”

Qian Chujiu couldn't help but feel emotionally when he heard this. Weeping tears: "Young Master Ben is not leaving!" Young Master Ben is also a well-known good man, what are you going to do? You really have no officials. Can't you trust Young Master Ben once? ”

Between the words, there were several booms. The blazing air came in with the wind, and without looking at it, the Ottomans threw Greek fire with trebuchets and burned it on the wall of the watchtower. The fireman looked at each other with a few robes on the side, and then touched it, looking at the side that wanted to take Qian Chujiu to the city and put him down the wall.

No one can last long in this unquenchable Greek fire.

"A stick of incense! Hold on to a stick of incense! Young Master Ben is sure to call these big offal, and know how the dead word is written! ”

The entry checkpoint is under the sentry tower, and the huge iron-clad wooden door is really difficult to get without siege equipment, but it is not too difficult to climb over the thick cement wall of more than four meters.

By this time, the Ottomans had already set up a ladder and began to prepare to climb over the wall.

Because this is not a city wall in the first place, it is just a wide wall, about four meters long.

The fireman pressed down on the robe to get up, and the two guns in his hands were quietly low, and when the Ottoman soldier climbed the wall and reached out to pull his companion below, the fireman flashed out, and at a distance of less than ten meters, it was a bullet, and the five Ottoman soldiers who climbed the wall were knocked down in an instant.

"Master, a stick of incense, after a stick of incense, can you turn the heavy artillery over and bombard?" The fireman asked Qian Chujiu while reloading. And the other twenty or so people also looked at Qian Chujiu with expectation. There is hope for life, but who wants to die?

Qian Chujiu laughed bitterly, and stabbed the edge of the iron helmet with the barrel of the pistol: "Heavy artillery? Do you think it's possible? Don't count on illusory heavy artillery, I only need a stick of incense, and you can hold on to a stick of incense! ”

"And then?"

"Then either these big miscellaneous pieces will all die fucking dead, or Young Master Ben will go to Huangquan Road with his brothers to see if Meng Po is pretty!"

The question of whether Meng Po is pretty or not, about Qian Chujiu has no chance to think about it. Finding that Greek fire was not effective in destroying the wall, the Ottomans began to climb in several places. A wall of more than four meters is even a target for a force of more than 1,000 people that does not need to build equipment, and it is enough to build a human ladder.

And Qian Chujiu's revolver and bullet belt have been handed over by him to the soldiers who have run out of ammunition on the side. Because if you rule out that the Ottomans really have someone who is as unlucky as the previous one, even if they are four or five meters away from him, Qian Chujiu clearly knows that it is unlikely that he will hit the target: "So, it's better to use it for you, and you can delay it for a while." That's what he said to the soldier.

In close combat, if you have a pistol, you do have a great advantage, not to mention that they still have a little grenade.

So after throwing the grenade off the wall, and the cat was in the sentry tower, far away with rifles, close to the attack of the pistol, they held on for more than a stick of incense, and the opportunity promised by Qian Chujiu finally came. There were about 300 military surpluses, and this was the helper that Qian Chujiu sent those junyu to find, high-priced helpers.

And more importantly, they went to Qian Chujiu's residence, showed Qian Chujiu's handwriting, and brought more than a dozen wooden boxes. Looking at the dozen or so large and small wooden boxes, the eyes of the firefighters were red, and the other soldiers were no exception. Because of the ammunition boxes, the grenade boxes, the weapons boxes. There was even a mortar and sixty shells!

"Don't hide it from everyone, this thing is all the way west to here, and this young master intercepted it. I originally wanted to exchange them for some beauties, but I didn't dare to change them in the end. When it comes to this today, it's useless to keep it, everyone is open. Qian Chujiu said calmly, but he also powdered his face at all, which made the twenty or thirty soldiers have a good impression of him. If you don't say anything, at least you're a single.

However, after throwing a few grenades and forcing the Ottomans back slightly, the twenty or so soldiers felt half cold in their hearts, because those remnants actually ran away! Their reason was very simple: "Ninth Young Master, you are not Your Majesty, if you want Your Majesty to be here, thousands of troops and horses, I am brave enough to stand up to it!" Even if it's dead? Follow His Majesty to Bo Life, and fall below, the king of Yama will not dare to deceive me! Ninth Young Master, you can forget it, this time I will call the squad to help you move things over, and the righteous anger will come here! As for the money, I have to have a life to use it first, I will go first, don't send it! ”

Whether it was the fireman or the other soldiers, they were really speechless, if there were three or two hundred people on the wall, listening to the command to drop bombs together, then at least until the sun went down, it would be no problem. But if there are only twenty of them, and three or four wounded, they can't turn into a thousand-armed Guanyin, right? If you have ammo, you have to throw it by hand!

But those military remnants were afraid that they had already discussed, no matter how these soldiers scolded their mothers and how Qian Chujiu lured, they were not moved at all, and they quickly went down the wall.

Qian Chujiu slumped on the floor, leaning against the wall, extremely depressed: "I don't believe this group of dead soldiers, if the boss is here, they dare to leave like this!" It's so deceitful! Young Master Ben is also the apprentice grandson of the old man, the only apprentice grandson! How could they be so ruthless! ”

"Master, do you think they are stupid? Alas, if you really have the second cost of controlling the army, where will this be? The fireman also shook his head helplessly, and said with a wry smile, "But it's all good, at least these ammunition, the Ottomans rush up, we can give him a ruthless blow." Don't worry about being captured, do you? ”

The other fighters, also laughing bitterly, leaned over to load the ammunition into their carrying gears.

At this time, the Ottomans did not know where to find a wooden stake, for fear that it was used to beat the foundation during the expansion of the port, more than a dozen people carried it, seeing that the posture was about to break through the gate, the fireman hurriedly took the bullet from the ammunition box, stuffed it into the rifle that he had just thrown down, loaded it, and aimed at the Ottomans who were trotting and setting up the stake and opened fire.

But the Ottomans also learned well, and dismantled a few containers, and took the thick planks as shields, and although they walked slowly, they always came step by step towards this wall, and as long as they approached, it was really nothing.

"Master, what should I do!" The fireman asked anxiously towards Qian Chujiu.

"How do I know what to do? Do you think this young master is the boss! Qian Chujiu was in despair, wiping his tears and launching a biao, "Even if the boss is here, there must be nothing to be done!" ”

Now the soldiers who were still shooting through the shooting holes stopped doing: "No! If His Majesty was here, his old man would definitely have a way! "Master, if we don't have the ability, we don't have the ability, don't play tricks, okay? Pick up the gun and drag two pads, it's more realistic! "That is, if the army is here, it will be able to come up with a way! ”

"What can I do? What else can I do if there is no one to do? I've paid for them privately, and I've paid a hundred taels for one person! Those dead soldiers of Nanhaiwei don't want to make this money, what can I do? The king of heaven is here, and he can't do it! ”

"What's so hard about that?" In the sound of the grenade exploding, Ding Yi's voice came steadily.

"Kill them, and you'll be fine." (To be continued......) R1292