Before leaving the southwest, the Praetorian Battalion of the Second Army of the Guards handed over to the Seventh Army of the Guards Army 6,000 Chongzhen Type 22 rifled guns, which represented the most advanced production technology in the world, after participating in actual combat and confirming that they were qualified for actual combat.

The Praetorian Guard Battalion waited until it returned to Beijing to reequip the Chongzhen 22-type rifled gun.

At this time, the first class soldier of an infantry battalion of the First Guards Corps, Hua Chunlong, held this kind of gun.

Hua Chunlong enlisted in the army for just over a year, and after graduating from social studies for three years, he was successfully admitted to the Guards.

As the son of Orion, he was born with the temperament of a hunter, and at this time he was only dressed in gray-white robes and wore a hat with a braided straw on his head, allowing himself to hide as much as possible in the snowy land of Shuzhong.

He was looking for the traces of the Qing army Tartars, and lurked in the wilderness like a hunter.

He could tell if there was any creature passing by by the slight sound coming from the dead grass around him, the thick standard military boots on his feet as if they were not wearing them, stepping on the dead branches without making a sound, and his smart eyes were like the eyes of a snow wolf, which seemed to be able to observe the situation in the area of 360 degrees.

Hauge's bajalams were also very careful, but the increased heart rate due to the lack of food supply caused the blood sugar levels to decrease made their snorts worse, and their vain steps would accidentally break the dead branches on the ground and make a gurgling sound, so that the slippery spring dragon quickly noticed that there were people here, and quietly walked a little farther away, detouring to a corner that they would not easily find but must have passed through.

In the snow of the harsh winter, few people will come out.

As long as someone comes out, it means that it must be a Tartar who has fled in the wilderness, so Hua Chunlong will not worry that he will accidentally hurt the people, and he believes that even if the Tartars shave their heads, they can't hide the thick Tartar accents they have when they speak, even if they can speak some Chinese, they are also Guanwai accents, and more importantly, the local people and the Tartars are not the same size.

When several of Haoge's Bayalas walked over, Hua Chunlong had confirmed that it was a Tartar, and immediately held the Chongzhen Type 22 rifled gun tightly in his hand, closed one eye, and only looked at the three points and one line, and the crosshair slowly moved to Bayala's temple.

In this kind of wilderness, the pursuit of the remnants of the enemy is very important, and a single shot can kill them, so that it is not easy for the wounded to wail and scare away the stragglers in the distance.

Syllable!

Slippery Chunlong pulled the trigger, he liked the rifled gun, which could shoot without a shell, had a very long range, and produced much less smoke than a flintlock pistol with black powder as a primer, which was difficult to spot under the cover of the gray sky and the excessively high pile of dead grass.

One of the bullets fired by the slippery spring dragon accurately entered the brain of a Manchurian Zhenglan Banner Bayala.

The Bayala immediately fell to the ground and convulsed, his hands raised, blood gushing out, and he died with his eyes closed in a short time.

And the other three Bayalas watched in amazement as their companion was shot and killed so suddenly, and before they could react, one was shot and died!

The remaining two Bayalas hurriedly looked around, but they couldn't find any figures in their field of vision, they were panicking and shooting their bows and arrows according to the gunfire just now, and the heavy arrows that came quickly stopped far in front of the slippery spring dragon.

I don't know when the most powerful Manchu Bayala couldn't make up the gap between the bow and the rifle with the Great Qing bow.

The Slippery Dragon shot down another Bayara.

This kind of Bayara, who couldn't kill even one of the tens of thousands of troops thirty years ago, can now solve several at once with a recruit who has just been in the army for a year.

This is the great change brought about by the progress of the Ming military industry, Hua Chunlong doesn't think it's anything, he is just clearing the remnants of the enemy, but if Lu Xiangsheng is reborn and sees that the soldiers who killed several Bayala in a row have already been promoted to a military attaché.

The remaining Bayara panicked, and ran in other directions, and accidentally rolled down the slope, and the slippery spring dragon also chased after him, he didn't shoot again, he wanted to see if the tartar would have his own master or companion, and if so, he would kill them all.

If this was impossible thirty years ago, there were only a few cases of Bayala chasing thousands of Ming soldiers, and how could there be a situation where a Ming recruit ran after a Bayala.

But now this situation happened in the real Ming Northern Expedition era, and it is not just an exception, even the most ordinary Guards soldiers no longer find this any surprise, they think it is the most ordinary, because they themselves naturally think that they are the best army, which comes from the self-confidence after the victory of several wars, and it is also a change since the implementation of the heavy military policy.

Haug heard the gunshots, and he ran away with his men without stopping.

He knew that the Ming army would chase after him, so he hurriedly grabbed a few wild oranges and ran into the denser and deeper forest, but accidentally fell into a pool of half-frozen silt, which made him tremble all over, and several minions helped him up, while all the oranges he brought fell into the silt, but he couldn't care so much at this time, so he could only continue to run.

After running for some time, Hauge climbed a hillside and gritted his teeth and climbed over the hillside, and only after seeing the flat ground of a flat river did he sit down to rest and breathe.

Haoge was glad that the terrain around Shuzhong was complicated, and the hills and hills made it easier for him to avoid the pursuit of the Ming army, but after stopping for a long time, he was a little hungry, after all, oranges are fruits and not dry food for the stomach, nor are they high-protein and high-fat meat foods.

But at this time, the Manchu Emperor Shunzhi's own brother Hao Ge only had some chili peppers offered by the minions on his body, so he could only chew the chili pepper in his mouth, who knew that this chili pepper was actually the extremely spicy one, either a rotten musty smell or so hot that his mouth was full of fire, and his lips were red and swollen, but he was extremely hungry and he could only grit his teeth and continue to eat, eating sweaty.

In order to suppress the hot sensation in his mouth, Prince Su Haoge grabbed a handful of wild vegetables and ate them in his mouth and chewed them, but just as he was enjoying the slightly bitter taste of wild vegetables, another gunshot rang out, and a baya lama beside him pounced on him to block a bullet for him.

Prince Su Haoge pushed away this Baya Lama and ran away, the potential of human beings is immeasurable, Haoge didn't know where to get the physical strength, he ran extremely fast, and his Baya Lama also ran in all directions, and there were also loyal people who followed the sound of gunfire to block the Ming army who were sneaking up and shooting.

Hua Chunlong smiled slightly, he had already followed behind Prince Su Haoge without being discovered, and at this time, there were only three Bayalas left by Haoge's side.

(End of chapter)