168., what kind of heavenly soldier is this?

Zhang Heizi was a little nervous.

After all, it was fighting against the officers and soldiers of the imperial court, which he couldn't have imagined before.

And, now, it's less to more!

Although in the observation of the telescope, the other party only has a big knife in his hand, and some don't even have a knife, and he is barehanded.

But when it came to the end, he still couldn't help the nervousness in his heart.

"Don't be afraid, cheer up, a group of soldiers will be defeated!"

He loudly encouraged his teammates: "Do what you usually do in training, and follow my orders!" ”

"Yes!"

The response of his teammates gave him a lot of courage.

He held out his thumb and judged the distance between the enemy and them.

"Raise your gun!"

He shouted.

The surrounding teammates immediately raised the flintlock pistols in their hands. Although they used flintlock pistols in their hands, with the current technology of the Zuo Bureau, the flintlock pistols were also of high quality, and they also drew rifling in the barrel to make the projectile trajectory more stable and the effective range longer.

The militiamen, thanks to the hard training of carrying bricks and guns on weekdays, now raise their guns very steadily, and the muzzles of their guns are firmly pointed at the enemy who is rushing towards them with large swords.

Zhang Heizi held his thumb to judge the distance between the two sides.

By this time, there was no fear or nervousness in his heart, only the focus on the battle.

Similarly, the other nine team members, although they were nervous at this time, did not have any careful thoughts in their hearts to escape. What I thought about more was what the instructors told them when they were training the militia in the past, "Be a soldier and eat food, defend your hometown, protect your land, and protect your father."

Behind them is their homeland, behind them are their fathers, and in this case, they have no way out.

"Put!"

Everyone was nervously waiting, with a sound.

Everyone took aim at their targets and pulled the trigger on the chaotic rush of enemies!

"Bang!"

There was a muffled sound, and suddenly a puff of white smoke came out of front of their eyes.

Smokeless gunpowder has been developed, but it is not yet extravagant enough to be distributed in militia camps. Therefore, the flintlock pistols in their hands still use black powder.

And with the bullets they fired, one hundred and fifty meters away, the rout soldiers who were "roaring" and sprinting, ready to teach these people a lesson, immediately fell four!

As the four people who rushed in front fell, the rest of them were suddenly frightened and stupid.

"They have firearms!!"

"They even have firearms!!"

"Is this Minzhuang?"

There was a chill in the hearts of these routs.

"Don't be afraid, there are only a dozen or so of them, spread out the formation, the distance is only more than a hundred steps, it takes time for them to load the projectiles, it's just a group of people, we just need to rush up and cut them down······ It's an open field, and it's even more dangerous to run away at this time! ”

A man who looked like an officer, shouting loudly, led the charge.

Seeing that he was so brave, some of the routs were hot-headed, so they rushed up behind him.

However, most people don't think so.

It's all a group of unorganized and unorganized routs, it's okay to fight a tailwind, and now the other party obviously has the ability to kill them, so who cares what you are!

Seeing that the group of people had guns in their hands, it would be life-threatening to rush forward, but they didn't want to rush forward to die.

"These bastards!"

The officer glanced back, and saw that there were very few who had sprinted with him, and he couldn't help but curse angrily.

The defeated soldiers are nothing more than a rabble!

When faced with the burning and looting of the people, they can unite to make a strong reputation. But when they encountered a strong enemy, they immediately revealed their true colors and prepared to flee.

"Bang!" At this time, the second round of bullets had already been shot in the face.

Moreover, because of the proximity of the distance, the quasi-head was a little higher, and he knocked down 6 people at once.

The miserable screams frightened everyone.

"Grass, where the hell is the people's strength, you can kill people in more than a hundred steps, and this firearm is much more powerful than the firearms of the imperial court!"

"This is a heavenly soldier, Lao Tzu won't fight, no one will stop Lao Tzu from dying!"

"Those rebels are not so brave, where did this force come from!"

At this moment, no one wanted to fight anymore, and all of a sudden the vast majority of people chose to flee.

The officer who charged in front looked back and saw that this was a fart!

Rush up and wait to be killed by the enemy!

Immediately, he didn't dare to rush again, so he turned around and ran.

All of a sudden, everyone was snatching the snatched softness, and the girl fled.

"Bang! Bang bang! ”

Another round of bullets.

Because of the long-term mechanical training, the speed at which the militia reloads bullets is already practice makes perfect, and the three steps of medicine packs, projectiles, and compaction can complete a round of loading in almost three breaths.

This time, five or six more fell on the opposite side.

Hundreds of routs, only three rounds of shooting, there are only about 80 people left, and the rest are like a flock of sheep, driven by them to wolves and pigs.

"Get on the bayonet and shoot freely!"

At this time, these enemies are no different from pigs and sheep in their eyes. Zhang Heizi shouted, then took the gun, chased those enemies, and took the lead in rushing to kill!

In Qingcheng Town, because of the reduction of excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes, the people's families have grain reserves. Although the militia only managed food during the militia battalion training, they can now eat enough at home, so the militia's physical fitness is much better than that of these officers and soldiers.

Chase all the way, like a hunter chasing prey.

Occasionally, a "bang" shot, the distance is closer, the shooting will be more accurate, and there will often be a rout falling.

After running out of bullets and not having time to reload the projectiles, they charged with their guns!

When the saber entered the flesh, the "snort" sound pierced the cloth, and blood came out at once, and when the saber was pulled out, the wound was like a spring, and the "grunt" blood gushed out.

At this moment, the cruelty of the battle has been shielded in their minds, and the only way to do this is to kill the enemy quickly, kill all these beasts, and protect the fathers and villagers of Qingshui County from being hurt by these people!

"Fuck you!"

When Zhang Heizi held a gun and stabbed at an officer and soldier with a knife with a bayonet, the officer and soldier knew that he couldn't outrun him, and his eyes were red and he rushed to kill reflexively, raised the big knife in his hand and slashed at him.

The gun was already running out of bullets, and he rushed forward, raising the shaft of the gun diagonally, and slashing the vertical knife open. The big knife happened to be stuck on the specially designed bayonet between the gun body and the bayonet, pinning the big knife, so that the other party could not pull it back, at this time Zhang Heizi stabbed forward violently, and it happened to stab into the chest of the officers and soldiers!

Decisively pulled out the bayonet, and the other party also lost the strength of his whole body at this moment, and fell to the ground with the force of his knife, convulsing and dying.

In the end, these routers, like headless flies, only cared about escaping, only a dozen of them ran away, and the rest of the routers were either killed on the spot or were killed on the spot after surrendering.

There is only killing, but there is no surrender, because the benefits of the surrender are not proportional to the expenses at all.

After a battle, not a single wounded person in the militia platoon!

There was only one unlucky guy who ran too fast and had a cut in his face from a branch.

(End of chapter)