Chapter 59: Shot

"Fight with them!"

Some strong men with spears in their hands, they actually stopped on the island, intending to fight with the Qing soldiers wearing the Qing soldiers' Yongzi uniforms behind.

Listening to the roars of these people soon, Zhao Feng also knew what was going on, these people were actually people who couldn't survive and planned to go to Nanyang.

"And the firebolt?"

Seeing some people using arquebuses, Zhao Feng became interested, and it seemed that there were also such guns among these refugees who went to the South Seas, which made him a little suspicious of what era he was in.

"Arquebus, it shouldn't be in the Republic of China period, at that time, such guns have long been outdated I don't know how many years, it is estimated that hunters still use this kind of gun, so calculated, it shouldn't be too late in time!"

Zhao Feng was excited to death, as long as it was not in the era of the Republic of China when modern science and technology were budding, then with the resources in his hands, in this era, it was definitely awesome, the Republic of China was not something that ordinary people could play, and Zhao Feng also asked himself if he was not qualified.

But if it were in this era, then everything would be different, and he could directly make the tech tree bigger.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng was very happy, whether this was the martial arts time and space of the Qing Dynasty, or the historical time and space, he decided to dominate the world, and traveled to the Qing Dynasty, not to rebel, that is to chrysanthemum set electric drill, although he is free to shuttle, not a simple hard crossing, but how can he not rebel.

Although the technology here is a little behind, the environment is not comparable to the time and space of the end of the world, and you can compete for the world and be the emperor here, which is the enjoyment of beauty.

At that moment, Zhao Feng decided, if these people have a tenacious heart, then he will save them, as his first batch of subordinates, of course, it depends on whether he can control them. ,

Although Zhao Feng said that his conscience was not completely eaten by dogs, he was not a bad person, and he didn't have much emotion in this time and space, so he didn't need to scruple too much at all.

"The law of the Qing Dynasty is not allowed to go to the sea, you mud-legged people are bold, and the good Celestial Empire will not do it, but you will sit on that rootless pariah!"

A Qing soldier said arrogantly, intending to break the fighting spirit of these people, although his subordinates have superior equipment, but they are mostly big smokers, if you can't take these untouchables in a short time, then maybe there will be changes.

"Everyone, hold on, we can't survive, these meat dogs have to be killed, hold on, they are all ** eggs, they don't have the ability to fight for a long time at all!"

These people who went to the South Seas did have a lot of brave men, many of whom would rather die than give in, and they also knew that the combat effectiveness of these Qing soldiers could not be compared with those yellow-haired monsters, so they were angry.

"Yellow haired monster, **, could it be said that this is not long after the end of the **war, I don't know if it is the first**war or the second?"

Zhao Feng's history is not too bad, and he soon knew the approximate time, which must be after 1840, but if it is an arquebus, it should be not long after the end of the first ** war, so to speak, it should be 184 years, and it is likely to be the period when Daoguang was in power.

"Xianfeng is not on the throne, and Cixi, the old witch, is naturally not here, hehe!"

Watching the people of the South Seas fighting with the Qing soldiers, Zhao Feng lit a cigarette beautifully, and watched the excitement happily, the experience of the end of the world made his heart very hard, and he was not affected at all, but he was very happy to watch the competition between the two groups.

To be honest, whether it is a Qing soldier or a refugee, they are not very good at using firearms, although the arquebus is not advanced, but it is still quite powerful when used well, far better than the silly flesh-and-blood battle with a knife and gun.

This kind of battle is also more cruel, but in fact, it is almost the same as a group fight, both sides are not elite, the Qing soldiers have long been without the courage and organization of the year, and these refugees are almost the same, which makes Zhao Feng very happy to watch.

Seeing that these refugees can barely hold on, everyone is exhausted, although there are not too many dead, but if they continue like this, sooner or later they will be defeated by these Qing soldiers, and then they will be captured.

Zhao Feng finally acted.

He stood up slowly and leisurely, and directly took out the 95-type rifle, and as soon as he raised his hand, a shot was fired, and the bullet whistled by, and suddenly the Qing soldiers were directly killed by a shot.

"Ahh

The Qing soldiers died suddenly, there was a blood movement on the brain, and his eyes didn't have time to close, which suddenly made the surrounding Qing soldiers panic, and the team of more than 100 people began to change greatly, and at this time Zhao Feng's cold side appeared, seeing that there were still people organizing these Qing soldiers, Zhao Feng directly killed them, and now his marksmanship cannot be said to be a sharpshooter, but at such a distance of three hundred meters, it is not too much of a problem to hit a hundred shots.

Under Zhao Feng's slaughter, more than a dozen Qing army leaders were killed one after another, and these Qing soldiers were immediately defeated.

One by one, they all fart, urine, and suddenly tears and snot came out of their heads, but someone was actually a big smoker.

"Kill them!"

The refugees who went to Nanyang, although they had no strength, but the sudden rout of the Qing soldiers still greatly increased their morale, and everyone became brave, but although the killing of cold weapons was cruel, it was really inefficient, and there was no organized and trained team, no matter how high the morale was, it was impossible to kill a few people, everyone had to work hard to kill, and it was not so simple to kill people with knives, especially in the fast-paced battlefield where you had to shoot immediately.

If you go down with a knife, you may be stuck in the bone, and then you will be killed.

Fortunately, the Qing soldiers, who were more adept at killing, had collapsed, and they had no morale, but they were a group of even more rabble, but the refugees had killed more than a dozen people, but they were almost to the limit.

"Huh!"

Looking at the refugees kneeling in front of him, Zhao Feng played with a pistol in his hand, these refugees were not so honest, at first they were not willing to obey Zhao Feng's orders at all, and they just regarded him as a life-saver, looking at Zhao Feng alone, there were people who still wanted to make it bad, but when Zhao Feng killed those three people, the refugees understood that the person in front of them was really the person who killed more than a dozen Qing army leaders alone.

"Okay, let's press these Qing soldiers, and I'll take you to a place when the time comes!"

Zhao Feng directly took out his mobile phone, compared it with the map, and looked at it, there are still not many people in many places in Nanyang, and there are not a few of these refugees, there are more than 300 young and strong, plus thousands of old and young.

Although these Qing soldiers are big smokers, they are also good laborers, and if they are put in order, they can become their first force.

Although this force is a little worse, Zhao Feng believes that with his own ability, it is enough to create them, and the military books in the era of cold weapons are all valuable goods and monopolies, but in modern society, the secrets of all kinds of military training are all big roads, and they are nothing at all.

In this era when breech guns have not yet appeared, or even become widespread, it is nothing to twist these people into a rope.