The structure of this machine gun is similar to that of the later Makqin, and it is the latest achievement of the Weapons Research Institute of the Ministry of War.

At present, only five have been produced, and only 3,000 battalions are qualified to equip them, and if it were not for Zhu Qizhen's personal expedition, they would definitely not be brought out.

When attacking the Ottomans in front, the strategy of infantry and artillery advancing together and cavalry flanking cover was adopted, and these secret weapons did not come in handy at all.

With the current amount of ammunition, not to mention 2,000 people, even 20,000 people are not a problem.

It is precisely because of such a sharp weapon that Zhu Qizhen dared to take more than 3,000 people across the Western Regions, and how abundant the bullets are, how much confidence he has.

Sun Jixian knows very well that since he wants to gain a long-term foothold in Tehran, he must be ruthless.

If you don't beat these black sheep and white sheep to death, you will inevitably come to trouble in the future.

Only by beating them up, beating them with fear, and beating them with nightmares in the middle of the night, can they get rid of it once and for all.

The emperor once said that nomads can be good at war, or they can sing and dance, depending on whether you have a spear and a cannon in your hand, which is what it means.

There is a main street in the old town, and at the end of the road is the cathedral, and the surrounding shops and residential areas are scattered on both sides of the street, and when the army of black sheep enters the city, they all pour into the main street before they are ready to start plundering.

The Ming army directly blocked the entrance to the city and began to strafe at the dense army of black sheep.

Before the poor army of black sheep could even react, they were beaten and urinated, and their souls were scattered.

Even many people did not react when they were shot, and they were killed instantly.

The team immediately became chaotic, and the horses were frightened and fled in all directions, regardless of whether there was anyone under their feet, and galloped all the way, trampling to death and injuring countless people.

More than half of the 2,000-strong team was killed or wounded in a moment, and the rest fled as if they were dead.

At this moment, the city of Tehran has turned into an Asura hell.

The rate of fire of this machine gun was very fast, and after a sudden sound, the barrel began to take on a dark red color, and the soldiers on the side immediately carried buckets and poured them on it.

After a puff of white smoke, the muzzle of the gun continued to spew tongues of fire, raining bullets frantically.

In less than a minute, hundreds of rounds were depleted.

Sun Jixian looked at the embarrassed black sheep army in front of him, slowly raised his hand, and signaled a ceasefire.

He didn't even give the order to charge, he just watched from the spot.

Those who were lucky enough to escape the catastrophe, those whose legs and feet were still convenient, or those who could still listen to the command of the war horse under the seat, had long since run away.

The rest were badly wounded, lying on the ground wailing in pain.

Some were swept by machine guns, which were 12-millimeter bullets with an effective firing distance of more than 500 meters, and if they were hit, they would break their muscles and bones.

Others are frightened by horses, throwing people off their horses, and then being trampled on by other horses.

In contrast, those who died on the spot walked more peacefully.

Sun Jixian ordered people to put away the machine guns, and then ordered: "Clean up the battlefield!" ”

The Black Sheep tribe came out to loot, indicating that they were not wealthy, and there were not many valuable trophies on the scene, mainly war horses, swords, and a few arquebuses.

This arquebus is even more backward than the orthodox Type 14 rifle, only slightly stronger than the fire gun in the early Ming Dynasty, Sun Jixian naturally looks down on it, however, Tehran is conscripting, and it is a good choice to distribute it to new soldiers.

As for those swords, pick some of them in good condition and keep them, and the rest can be returned to cast iron.

War horses are scarce, but unfortunately most of them are injured, and they need to find the medical team with the army to see, those who can be cured are left, and those who can't be treated can only be killed and eaten.

After cleaning the battlefield, there were still many corpses on the ground, as well as seriously wounded people whose flesh and blood were blurred and wailing incessantly.

By this time, some of the people of the city had begun to leave their homes.

When they heard that the army of black sheep had entered the city and plundered, they hid like quails one by one, expecting their homes not to be plundered, and then heard the sound of gunfire, and then ...... It's over!

In the cathedral, Moravi stood by the window, watching the scene in front of him, and his mouth was full of words.

Sun Jixian looked around, and then shouted at the cathedral in front of him: "Come out and wash the floor!" ”

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand, left with the team, and returned to the new city to continue construction.

Molavi walked out of the cathedral with the help of two old nuns, only to find that the people on the street were looking at him strangely.

Although they did not speak, there was no longer any pretension in their eyes.

It was a mixture of doubt and distrust, and Moravi knew that the faith in the hearts of the people was beginning to waver.

He instinctively wanted to preach doctrine and tell everyone that the Lord would bless them.

However, thinking of the fierce and vicious black sheep army just now, they were wiped out in an instant, and I couldn't help but feel fear.

If the true god comes, will it be beaten into a sieve by the Ming army......

"Don't look at the excitement, hurry up and dig a pit and bury the dead, otherwise there will be a plague!"

So far, all he can do is come out and wash the floor as Ming Jun said.

At this time, someone said, "There are still many people alive, what should I do?" ”

Someone then retorted: "What else can I do, these people rob and kill people on weekdays, who wants revenge, come quickly!" ”

The local people were indeed bullied by the black sheep people, and they reacted immediately and went to find the guy who took advantage of it.

Bricks, stones, farm tools......

The principle of proximity, whatever you have around you, you can copy it casually, and there is revenge and revenge.

At the forefront was a gray-haired middle-aged man named Saru, who was very emotional.

Because his wife and three children were killed by the Black Sheep tribe, if it wasn't for Moravi to stop him, he would have gone to find someone desperately.

At this time, he grabbed a wooden stick in his hand, looked at a black sheep man who was not breathing, and smashed it with a stick.

Bang!

The man on the ground had broken his legs, and when he saw the sticks smashed in his face, he couldn't do anything about it, and his brain burst out.

Seeing this, Moravi hurriedly grabbed Saru and said, "The Lord is merciful......"

"The Lord is merciful and omnipotent, but the Lord has never appeared when my family is suffering!"

Saru shoved Moravey away, carrying his stick in search of his next target.

The surrounding people also joined the fight, and Moravi was left to dry, like a helpless child.

"You can't do that, and the Lord will condemn you!"

"Stop, stop......"

Saru had already killed red-eyed, one stick at a time, and killed more than a dozen in a row, and finally he couldn't find anyone who could breathe, so he threw the stick away, turned his head and left.

Moravi shouted: "Saru, where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to find the Orientals, I'm going to join the army!"

"Yes, go to the army!"

"I heard that I will be given five copper coins a day for work, and I will take care of the food, and I can go to work!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, Moravi cried out bitterly: "You have buried the corpses, it will breed a plague!" ”

(End of chapter)