Chapter 100: Fireworks in the Night (Fierce Battle at the Mouth of the Town, for the sake of coherence, one chapter)

Since the night in Montrose is chaotic right now, it would be better to make it a little more chaotic.

Chen Jianqiu turned to the backyard, where Teresa's carriage stopped.

When I came out of Pitkin, the car was loaded with a lot of stuff.

The valuable ones were taken back to the hotel, and the necessities were moved to the gunsmith's warehouse.

The guns, which were intended to be brought to Zhang Danian, had already been unloaded into the warehouse at this time, waiting for inspection and maintenance.

So now all that was left in the car was a bunch of explosives and iron projectiles tightly wrapped in thick paper.

These explosives were non-standard explosives that Clark had found out of nowhere, without a detonator, and black powder was added to them as ignition powder, which was ignited with a fuse.

This method of detonation is very mysterious, either the amount of medicine is not enough to mute the fire, or the amount of medicine is too much and extremely uncontrollable.

Mr. Nobel, who is far away on the other side of the Atlantic, first thought of this method twenty years ago, and sent his younger brother into the sky with his own hands.

Danny was at first very reluctant to load the unstable things, but Teresa insisted that he bring them.

The old couple had a theoretical exchange about the explosives from physics to chemistry to ethics, and the conclusion was that Danny had an extra slap on his face.

"Jerry! What about horses? Chen Jianqiu shouted at the inside of the store.

Jerry ran out in a panic, took two pack horses out of the stable, and strapped the cart to both of them.

"You come to drive!" Chen Jianqiu got on the horse and said to Jerry.

"Boss, please let me go, don't dare to borrow ten guts from me." Jerry turned around and ran, crying in his voice.

But after taking a few steps, I felt my body take off.

Chen Jianqiu picked him up and threw him into the driver's seat of the carriage.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die, it reminds me of another dear friend of mine, I just saved him a few minutes ago." He said to Jerry with a serious face.

Jerry cried with a sad face, drove the carriage, and followed Chen Jianqiu towards the direction of the town.

At this time, the battle at Zhenkou has also entered a white heat.

Thomas, as a former captain in the Confederate Army, showed that his meal in the army was not in vain.

After experiencing a panic in the early days of the herd, he quickly gathered his core armed forces and formed a formation relying on the nearest few houses at the entrance of the town.

The cattle had dispersed, some had stormed the streets of the town, and those who were still rampage through the town were already under the guns of the Ku Klux Klan.

Thomas gathered a few large-caliber shotguns and handed them to the few party members who were hiding in the houses closest to the street entrance.

This thing is the supreme weapon against the bull.

A mad bull had rushed at Thomas from a distance, and the captain had all 13 rounds from his rifle into the bull's body before he was about to fall to the ground a few meters away from him.

The shotgun went off, and a bull was hit by bullets from three different directions, and before dying, it crashed headlong into a stack of tin buckets on the corner of the street.

Two of the tin barrels were filled with kerosene, and the liquid that flowed out of them caught fire when they met the burning firewood scattered on the ground.

The entrance of the town was on fire for a while, and the night was illuminated as if it were day.

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the remaining bulls fell. But along with them, the Ku Klux Klan who shot at Thomas's side kept falling.

The birds were still hiding near the barn, sniping at Thomas's men in the dark.

A Ku Klux Klan stood on the second floor and shot a dying bull below. But with a gunshot, his body froze, and he climbed straight over the wooden railing and fell from the second floor.

"Hey, Asuka, you've hit another one." Sean, who was hiding behind the fence, excitedly said to the Indians behind the manger.

After Teresa's inspection, he was fine, so he ran to the front with a cloth bag to see the excitement.

But before he could finish his words, a dense stream of bullets came in their direction, shattering the manger.

The bird couldn't dodge, and a flying debris pierced his arm.

The gun in the Indian's hand fell, and Danny, who was behind him, quickly threw away the gun in his hand, dragged him to the back, and handed it to Teresa.

After dealing with the annoying bulls, Thomas was finally free to deal with the raiders on the stable's side.

The bastards had already cost him almost all of his improvised gangsters, and a dozen or so of his descendants had been killed or wounded by their guns.

At this time, the scene at the entrance of the town was like hell, dozens of people were lying in the clearing, some were moaning with their wounds, some were motionless, some of them died from the impact of the herd, but more often they were shot by Thomas's men, or trampled to death by the crowd.

The scattered Mars have grown and burned, burning with all kinds of flammable materials they can touch.

The two most advanced wooden houses were also on fire, and the poor owner of the house had already run out, kneeling and wailing against the flames not far away.

"Shut up!" Thomas, who was in a bad mood, was annoyed by the wailing, and he directly reflexively "rewarded" the man with a shot, and the man fell to the ground with a thud.

A few minutes ago, he lost his home; A few minutes later, his life was gone.

Thomas wasn't in the mood to care about that, he'd seen a lot of this meeting.

Twenty years earlier, at Gettysburg, he had led his troops to charge with General Pickett, and after an hour of rifle salvo and artillery bombardment, the men around him had stopped three times out of ten, and there were stumps and corpses everywhere.

A few years ago, in South Carolina, he and his henchmen burned down a black ghetto, and not a single living person was released inside, he still stood on the small mound, chatting and laughing with the people around him, and he even joked with his men that he smelled meat.

What's the point?

"They're all in the barn, kill them!" Thomas yelled.

The remaining dozens of people are the elite of the elite, and some of them escaped from South Carolina with him.

The buckets scattered on the street after being hit by the bull, the wooden pillars that were knocked to the ground, and even the carcass of the bull became bunkers for the Ku Klux Klan, who used them to build barricades and shoot in the direction of the barn.

The birds realized that because of the wind, the flames had extended in the direction of the barn.

Their side has been illuminated, the darkness is no longer their advantage, and, if the flames continue to burn like this, this side will become a sea of fire sooner or later.

Adam reloaded his rifle and looked at Asuka and Sean, who were already incapacitated, behind him.

"Shall we move in the direction of the church first?" Danny bent over and rushed to Adam's side, leaning around the corner with his gun in hand, looking for an opportunity to fight back.

But the dense bullets on the opposite side couldn't turn his suppressed body.

"I'm afraid the other side didn't mean to let us go." Adam ran to the other side of the barn, turned and fired a four-shot that hit the three men on the opposite side, but was then hit back by a volley from the opposite side and was almost hit.

"Their attention is all on us now, and we can get shot no matter which direction we run from." "Besides, when the boy returns, he won't find us." ”

"But by the way, why hasn't this guy come back yet?" He held the gun, leaned sideways, stuck in the opponent's firing angle, and glanced in the direction of the town.

Suddenly, through the firelight, he saw a vague black shadow behind the Ku Klux Klan.

A 3 Klux Klan is hiding behind a wooden box and probing his brain.

The muzzle of his gun was locked in the direction of both sides of the barn, and the people on the opposite side had just been pushed back by them to the back of the barn, and the next thing was probably to spread out along the entrance of the town and go around to the side to outflank.

"Eh, you say, what will the head do with the gang on the other side?" He patted his attentive companion beside him.

"How do I know?" The companion was very impatient, and the people around him died, so he didn't bother to pay attention to the chatter next to him.

"Did you hear anything?" The chatter felt as if something was wrong, and there was a lot of gunfire at the entrance of the town, but he seemed to hear the sound of horses' hooves in the midst of the gunfire.

"Can you shut up for me!" The companion fired another shot and pulled down the lever of the gun.

The chatter just wanted to scold.

Suddenly, a cylinder fell between him and his companion, and at the end of the cylinder was a burning lead.

", blow up ......"

“BOOM~~”

Before he could finish the last words of his life, he and his companions were blown off and landed on the ground not far away, flesh and blood blurring.

In the same way they were, in a room not far from them, there were four Ku Klux Klans hiding in a room by the window.

They didn't even notice the bomb that was dropped through the other window behind them, and they were blown up.

Smoke billowed from the windows, and two of the four men were blown to the ground, one in the head by shattered pieces of glass, and the other covered in blood and half-hung on the windowsill.

The Ku Klux Klan, whose attention had just been in the direction of the barn, was startled by the sound of an explosion behind them.

They turned around one after another, looking for the source of the explosion.

In the direction behind them, a man in a cowboy hat appeared from the shadows on a black horse.

The man on the horse was holding an explosive in one hand, and the lead of the explosive was sparkling and sizzling.

"A gift for you, Ku Klux Klan friends." Chen Jianqiu threw out the explosives in his hand.

This time, the two dynamites were aimed at the second floor of the houses on either side.

With two explosions, the two groups of people in the sniper position on the second floor were blown down together with the floor slab, and the people who were blown down "embraced" the ground, and several people's legs were broken on the spot.

"Kill him, he's going to drop explosives again!" The first to react was Thomas, who roared while raising his gun at Chen Jianqiu on the horse and was about to shoot.

But Chen Jianqiu also saw him, there was a torch standing on the side of the black radish, he took the explosives from the side of the saddle, and put the fuse on the fire.

The fuse was ignited.

"Boss first!" Chen Jianqiu used a little force in his hand this time, and the explosives flew extremely fast, and fell to Thomas's feet in the blink of an eye.

Thomas was hiding behind a carriage and aiming, and when he saw the explosives flying, he ran away without even thinking about it.

The man, who was almost sixty years old, flashed straight to the back of a bucket.

I don't know if Thomas ran too fast, or Chen Jianqiu threw it too early, and it took a few seconds for the bomb to explode after it landed at the target location.

However, it also deprived the people around of the shooting position.

"Hurry up! Run, adjust the blocking position, stop him, he wants to meet up with the people in the barn! Thomas gave the order.

The Ku Klux Klan fired at Chen Jianqiu while dodging the bombs thrown at him from the opposite side.

But the black horse was so fast that it was difficult for them to judge its position in the next second, and when they wanted to replace quality with quantity, shoot a few more shots to see if they could be hit.

Gunfire rang out again behind them.

The explosion was heard from the barn, and Adam and Danny were seasoned veterans, how could they miss such a good opportunity.

The Ku Klux Klan is at the mercy of the enemy.

"Deal with that horse first!" Thomas is ready to do it again, and solve the problem in front of him first.

The men set up their positions and prepared to deal with the dark horse with a salvo, and the man with the shotgun before also came up.

No matter how fast you run, you can't stop me from having too many people, more guns, and more bullets, right?

But Chen Jianqiu didn't rush to them, he turned into another street at a junction from the entrance of the town.

The Ku Klux Klan lost their goal for a while, and they were dumbfounded.

Chen Jianqiu once again escaped into the shadows, and he drove the black radish past several houses and circled back to a street corner not far from the entrance of the town.

Horse-drawn carts with explosives stopped there.

"Jerry, is my explosives tied?" Chen Jianqiu reined in the black radish and stopped at the side of the carriage.

Jerry stood up from the carriage and looked at him with a sad face:

"Boss, it's so dark, you don't let you use the lamp, I've only tied three bundles so far."

Chen Jianqiu took the three bundles of explosives from his hand, each bundle of explosives tied to a piece of paper wrapped in iron projectiles.

"If you want to be blown up in the sky, I don't mind." Chen Jianqiu dropped a sentence and walked away.

He took three bundles of explosives and returned the way he came.

Thomas learned to be obedient, and he left a few men to continue to suppress the attack from the direction of the barn, while the others were on full alert in the direction behind him.

As long as that dark horse dares to appear again, then his dozens of guns will immediately beat him into a sieve.

Chen Jianqiu saw the fire at the intersection from a distance, and as soon as he clamped the horse's belly, the black radish began to sprint forward.

At the horizontal intersection, the figures of Chen Jianqiu and Black Radish suddenly appeared.

He turned sideways and threw the explosives under his arm high in the direction of the town.

Three bundles of explosives appeared above the heads of the 3 Klux Klan, and they didn't know for a while whether to aim at Chen Jianqiu or to avoid this heavenly death.

But Chen Jianqiu didn't give them a chance to think, and when the explosives were thrown, he pulled out the Winchester repeater.

Chen Jianqiu entered the state of a shooter, and the ignition part of the black powder of the three bundles of explosives was clearly visible in his eyes, like three red giant stars in the night sky.

"Bang, bang, bang"

Three gunshots rang out, and the explosives exploded above the heads of the Ku Klux Klan, bursting into brilliant fireworks, even more brilliant than the iron projectiles that shot in all directions.

The rain of death has come.

This scattered iron projectile is devastating to the 3 Klux Klan below.

Some of them only looked at the sky once, and the next second they lost consciousness forever; Some momentarily tinnitus, and then feel like a part of the body has been penetrated; A little farther away, there was a sharp and piercing sound of iron beads cutting through the air, and they were so frightened that they lay on the ground, not daring to move.

Thomas's arm was struck by an iron orb, and his flesh was blurred, and he never imagined that in this western town, someone would make him relive the horror of Gettysburg being shelled by a shotgun.

His ears could hear nothing but a shrill buzz now, and when he looked back at his men, he saw that several of them had become bloody.

Thomas's head was buzzing now, and he staggered to his feet against the wall.

"Withdraw, hurry up and withdraw with me!" He clutched his injured arm and shouted at his men.

Chen Jianqiu only appeared at the intersection for a moment, and then disappeared again, ignoring the explosion behind him, but galloping away in the direction of the carriage.

"Boss, do you still need explosives?" Jerry asked from afar, looking at the black radish that was rushing in.

"No, I'm almost dead." Chen Jianqiu kept moving.

"Really?" Hearing that the person on the other side was dead, Jerry immediately became energetic, and he heard the explosion just now, "Then we can go back now, right?" ”

"No, one more trip!" Chen Jianqiu jumped into the carriage, he asked Jerry to get out of the carriage, "Go back and wait for us at the gun shop." ”

Then he raised the reins and drove the carriage towards the entrance of the town again, with the black radish following closely behind.

Soon after, a dazzling firelight appeared in the direction of the town entrance, like a brilliant firework, illuminating half of the sky. The sound of a loud explosion was heard again.

Then, everything fell silent.

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Today's fierce battle at the mouth of the town has been combined into a chapter.

(End of chapter)