The door of Zhuangzi was closed, and the negotiator shouted yesterday's demands several times to Zhuangzi's gatehouse with a loudspeaker in a businesslike tone. Seeing that the other side did not react at all, the negotiator felt that he had done his job and returned to the team with a horn.

Hong Nanfeng didn't expect the negotiator's ultimatum to play any role, and in the other party, he felt something completely different from the Jiangnan anti-tax gang. It was familiar, similar to how the Mongols felt to him. With the hostility stimulated by this feeling, Hong Nanfeng said to the negotiator: "It's hard work. ”

The negotiator didn't know what to say, just looked at the two five-pound field guns that had been assembled. The field artillery of the Great Song Dynasty continued to improve, and the regular army began to completely eliminate the five-pound cannon and replace it with a ten-pound cannon with greater power and longer range. The decommissioned five-pound guns were distributed to the South China Sea and Tianzhuyang areas, and the latest and best five-pound guns were handed over to the tax police and the armed police force.

Looking at these weapons of mass destruction that were originally used on the battlefield to deal with the anti-tax gangs, the negotiator felt some indescribable sense of disobedience. It's a bit of a cannon hitting a bird. But looking back at the two or three meters high walls of the stockade, there is really no other good way than to use a five-pound cannon.

As he was looking, Hong Nanfeng ordered the artillery to shoot at close range. The two gun trucks were dragged to a stop 50 meters away from Zhuangmen, a distance that could be hit by direct aiming. As soon as the artillery cart was firmly established, gunfire was heard. The artillerymen were all military and extremely sensitive to this movement, and they instinctively hid behind the cannon shields.

Hong Nanfeng's body trembled, and he immediately felt his heart beat faster. This is not because of fear, but because of a conditioned reflex formed on the battlefield. The captains immediately commanded the troops to conceal, which was the most basic tactical requirement on the battlefield.

Bai Qingquan, who was on the gatehouse, saw the tax police troops hiding, retreating and retreating, and some people threw themselves directly on the ground. couldn't help laughing out loud, just two shots frightened the officers and soldiers in their true form, which greatly surprised him. Handing the musket in his hand to the people around him and asking them to reload the bullet again, Bai Qingquan took the other gun, pretended to aim at it, and fired another shot at the gun carriage that was most obvious in his field of vision.

Looking at those Zhuang people who covered their ears like firecrackers, Bai Qingquan said with a smile: "You just shoot slowly one shot at a time, and those officers and soldiers don't dare to move at all." ”

Haha, hehe...... the crowd is also laughing. They had already heard Bai Qingquan say that there were few officials and soldiers in Luoyang City, and at this time, they were even more sure that the gang in front of them were a rabble.

Bai Qingquan went down the gatehouse proudly, walked to the group of elders with nervous faces, and said triumphantly: "I just said, those officers and soldiers are not beaten at all, they ......."

As soon as he said this, he heard a loud noise, and he was so startled that he couldn't say what was going on. Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt the sound of wind in his ears, and a wooden stick was inserted into the shoulder of the elder in front of him. The elder let out a scream and fell backwards.

Before Bai Qingquan could understand what was happening, there was another loud bang, which was duller than a cannon battle, and the sound was many times louder. Immediately afterward, the sound of wood shattering was heard. At this time, Bai Qingquan finally turned around, and saw that a large piece of the sturdy wooden door suddenly protruded, and the protruding part shattered, and a black thing flew into it. Behind the door, one of the villagers was hit by the thing, and the farmer flew up, flew through the air in a juggling position, and fell to the ground.

Bai Qingquan hurriedly rushed over to look, and as soon as he approached, he saw that the Zhuang Zhong's chest was blurred with flesh and blood, and he was not in shape. I couldn't help but look away.

Before Bai Qingquan could adjust his mentality, there was another dull sound outside. The door made another sound of wood breaking, almost instinctively, and Bai Qingquan ran away. I was afraid that I would be hit like Fang Cai's Zhuang Zhong.

Hong Nanfeng, who was outside the village, watched as the first shot of the artillery only broke a wooden pole on the gatehouse, and the next two guns went towards the wooden door. He was very annoyed in his heart, knowing that these people in Zhuangzi dared to have muskets, so he brought four cannons instead of two. At this time, no one showed up the anti-tax thugs on the gatehouse, Hong Nanfeng immediately summoned the captain and ordered them: "Kill them in a while, and you will not be soft." Those people are going to riot! Got it! ”

The captains and captains are all from military backgrounds, and at this time, of course, it is clear that these people in the village have stepped on the red line. At the moment, everyone is about to face a violent battle. They immediately replied, "Yes." ”

The captains returned to their ranks and began to order, "Put down the batons and change the muskets to them!" ”

The musket is just a general term, and now the Song army has begun to eliminate the old rifles and begin to replace them with Type 33 rifles with steel barrels. The tax police did not pick up the old goods this time, they were assigned shotguns. This shotgun was used to exterminate the Mongol tribes north of Yinshan, and was extremely advantageous in short-range combat.

When the soldiers of the tax police heard the gunshots, they all knew that they had to be ruthless at this time for their lives. No matter how bad the musket is, a single shot of a tax police soldier can be fatal. Moreover, the older the musket of the Great Song Dynasty, the more ruthless it is, in order to solve the problem of the rapid decline of the kinetic energy of the warhead, the original arquebus muzzle caliber was 12 mm, and if it was fired at close range, it would probably be dead.

On the contrary, the new 33 rifle, although it adopts a double-line design, has a long range. But the weight of the warhead is reduced, and the warhead is conical, if not to hit the vital part, but only to make the enemy incapacitated.

Everyone drew their batons and stacked them together. Everyone put down the cumbersome stuff and filled the shotguns with bullets. The shieldbearers also lowered their shields and prepared for melee combat. For the sake of his own life, he had to let the enemy die.

At this time, the artillerymen hid behind the cannon shield and bombarded the village gate. These guns are the best maintained, and the two in front of them are simply stock. Therefore, all the combat equipment such as artillery shields are available. Just hit one cannon after another, and the village soon became a sieve. Just when the artillerymen thought that several big holes in the village gate could be climbed in, they saw that the village gate was slowly tilting inward. As soon as the artillerymen saw it, they immediately came to their senses. Two more cannons passed, and the village finally fell to the ground with a shattered scream.

"Kill!" Hong Nanfeng shouted, straightened the steel helmet on his head, and wanted to take the lead in rushing in with a shotgun.

The captain grabbed Hong Nanfeng, "Senior, let's go." ”

Before the words fell, the first team of men and horses had already rushed into the Zhuangzi with shields. Hong Nanfeng was at war in his heart, he became the regiment commander, and he was accustomed to taking the lead in the charge. It's really uncomfortable to let him watch from the back now. However, at this time, as the supreme commander of the tax police force in this attack, he is not suitable to lead the charge.

Seeing that the artillerymen had stopped firing, Hong Nanfeng immediately went over and shouted at the artillerymen: "Follow me, push the cannon forward!" ”

Hong Nanfeng had never heard of the name Napoleon, so he naturally did not know that this hero in other time and space was good at using artillery, and he even set a precedent for the large-scale use of artillery in urban battles when suppressing the Paris riots.

However, the supreme commander of the Great Song army, Zhao Guanjia, was a person who liked to use artillery very much, especially for battles in the city. The walls of the city were thinner and the wooden gates were less sturdy than the walls. The use of artillery and quick assaults will make it difficult for the enemy to resist. If it is in a place that is not suitable for shelling, it is possible to break through the wall by means of blasting. When the Great Song army cleaned the Mongol entrenched cities, they honed a wealth of experience and skills.

I saw Hong Nanfeng personally leading the team, and standing straight in front of the cannon shield. The artillerymen dispelled the uneasiness in their hearts in a moment, and followed Hong Nanfeng to push the gun carriage towards Zhuangzi. By the time the artillerymen entered the Zhuangzi, there was already a constant sound of gunfire in the Zhuangzi. In addition to the distinctive sound of the shotgun, the roar of the old musket is also mixed in.

When I entered the village, I saw that this was an open space. Hong Nanfeng couldn't help but admire in his heart, the thief here is really his heart can be punished. This preparation was clearly designed for war, and they didn't build this place with peace in mind.

It must be said that this idea smacks of sin. When these True God Cult guys built this stockade, they also hired someone to design it, and this mode of leaving an open space at the gate to gather soldiers and horses or defend against enemies is just a tradition of building fortresses in the past dynasties.

At this time, I saw that the three detachments that had already entered had begun to attack in three directions, there were so many corpses on the street, and the rest of the places were closed. There were also rooms that were spewing white smoke from the outside, apparently relying on guns to fend off the tax police.

Letting the corpses in the open space be dragged away, Hong Nanfeng pointed to the houses where the guns were fired, and ordered the artillerymen: "Fire at those houses." ”

The artillery and infantry here are fighting together, and Hong Nanfeng doesn't want to be idle. Immediately ordered the troops to start an attack on the houses that looked fairly honest, probably without muskets. At this time, the enemy had already shown his true colors, and the troops had no reason to let go.

The attacking team pulls out glass bottles and pours Shell gasoline into them. Then soak the strip of cloth in gasoline, stuff the bottom half into the empty bottle, and then light the strip of cloth that is exposed. Attackers, smash bottles against the door of the enemy's house, or smash them through the window. In short, the purpose is to make the glass bottle shatter.

This is also said to be a combat weapon designed by the Zhao Guanjia, and it has a strange name, called 'Molotov cocktail'. It is said that when the Zhao official family exterminated the Great Cannibal in Fujian, there was a guy named Molotov, who usually liked a drink called a cocktail. In the face of the attack of Zhao Guanjia's troops, he used methods similar to those of his current equipment to set fire to resist.

Although this big cannibal Molotov was finally granted the Fu Fa, his object was quite recognized by the Zhao Guanjia after seeing it, and it was improved to its current appearance.

However, the Molotov cocktail is just a nickname, and the official name of this thing is 'Molotov cocktail', and it has to be combined with the gasoline of the Great Song Shell Company to exert its maximum power. If you use diesel, it's very difficult to ignite. Kerosene, although better, is not much better.

At this time, I saw that the guys in the Zhuangzi had muskets, and they returned fire with muskets. The tax police have made up their minds to exterminate them, and although they usually bring Molotov cocktails, they do not assemble them, let alone use them. Once ignited, it will only burn until there is no fuel. In today's rural areas, where a lot of wood, thatch, and straw are used, once it is burned, the whole house will be burned.

It wasn't long before the thatched roof of the house that had been attacked was on fire. The screams and shouts inside the house were clearly audible outside. The first house to be set on fire suddenly opened its door, and a large amount of smoke poured out of the door. Moments later, the occupants of the house fled in smoke and fire.

After all, the Great Song Tax Police Force was still a regular army, and when they saw that those people had no weapons in their hands, some people rushed up and kicked over everyone, dragged them apart and tied them up. Just listen to those people scolding and scolding, and they don't seem to be convinced. And the house was burned, which was full of resentment. For such bastards, the tax police force has seen a lot, a few big mouths go up, and most of them keep their mouths shut.

There were also diehards, who kicked under the ribs, and the guy immediately burst into tears. The world was soon cleared.

Bai Qingquan and the elders were huddled in the chapel of the True God Cult at this time, some of the villagers ran to defend their homes, and some of the villagers fled with valuable things into the masonry chapel with heavy wooden doors. According to the rules of the True God Cult, the chapel built a high prayer tower, on which the ordinary elders stood to sinicize and summon believers to worship.

At this time, I saw that the guys in the Zhuangzi had muskets, and they returned fire with muskets. The tax police have made up their minds to exterminate them, and although they usually bring Molotov cocktails, they do not assemble them, let alone use them. Once ignited, it will only burn until there is no fuel. In today's rural areas, where a lot of wood, thatch, and straw are used, once it is burned, the whole house will be burned.

It wasn't long before the thatched roof of the house that had been attacked was on fire. The screams and shouts inside the house were clearly audible outside. The first house to be set on fire suddenly opened its door, and a large amount of smoke poured out of the door. Moments later, the occupants of the house fled in smoke and fire.

After all, the Great Song Tax Police Force was still a regular army, and when they saw that those people had no weapons in their hands, some people rushed up and kicked over everyone, dragged them apart and tied them up. Just listen to those people scolding and scolding, and they don't seem to be convinced. And the house was burned, which was full of resentment. For such bastards, the tax police force has seen a lot, a few big mouths go up, and most of them keep their mouths shut.

There were also diehards, who kicked under the ribs, and the guy immediately burst into tears. The world was soon cleared.

Bai Qingquan and the elders were huddled in the chapel of the True God Cult at this time, some of the villagers ran to defend their homes, and some of the villagers fled with valuable things into the masonry chapel with heavy wooden doors. According to the rules of the True God Cult, the chapel built a high prayer tower, on which the ordinary elders stood to sinicize and summon believers to worship.

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