Li Qinglin kept firing during this period. The third wife saw him knocking down several bandits from the shooting hole. Now she no longer suspected that Li Qinglin and the bandits were in the same group, so she began to put away the small pistol in her hand and was willing to talk to Li Qinglin.

Li Qinglin was very curious about the method of warning at night in the village. He felt that Chenjiazhai could detect the enemy approaching in the dark, and this method could use the troops' night warning. So he asked: "How can you know that someone is approaching at night?"

The fourth wife said, "What's the difficulty? We will pull a rope on the road at night and hang bells on the ropes. When someone touches the rope, the bells will ring, which means someone is here."

The third wife smiled and stopped the fourth wife's words and said, "Yinhua, don't say it too much. This person looks like a good person. If you say this to him, what if he has a bad intention to break the mechanism of our village, why don't we let him slaughter it?"

The second wife said worriedly, "I also said I was afraid that the agency would be broken by the superiors. Judging from Leshan's tone, the agency we set up would have been broken by bandits. If it weren't for the secret whistle laid by Leshan this time, we wouldn't know what it would be like tonight."

The third wife and the fourth wife looked at each other and said in unison: "There is a thief."

This already involves other people's family affairs, so Li Qinglin naturally has no time to participate, so he came to the shooting hole again to look outside.

The bandits retreated outside of the range, as if waiting for something.

Li Qinglin touched his body. This time he only brought one hundred rifle bullets. Now the bandits knocked out nearly thirty rounds in two attacks. He felt it was necessary to remind the soldiers to save bullets, so he stretched out his head and shouted at the bottom of the watchtower: "Han Jizhong, go check it and see how many bullets do you have?"

"Yes," Han Jizhong responded downstairs.

After a while, Han Jizhong poked his head out of the stairs and said, "Captain, each of them brought two hundred rifle bullets, fifty pistol bullets, and each rifle bullets still has more than one hundred and fifty rifle bullets. The pistol bullets and grenades are not useful yet."

Li Qinglin said: "You are notifying them and aiming at them, don't waste it. There are too many bandits, and it seems that they won't leave for a while."

"Yes," Han Jizhong agreed.

Li Qinglin said: "Wait a minute, tell Guo Zilin that he will deal with that crooked man. This machine gun is so annoying."

"Yes," Han Jizhong responded and left.

Li Qinglin took out the magazine from his body and prepared to load the bullets into it, and said to himself: "How come the bandits in the mountains have crooked machine guns in their hands?"

Li Qinglin was busy with each other, and the third wife and the fourth wife came up. The fourth wife smiled and said, "Captain Li, how beautiful the posture you shot just now is. Teach us that we should shoot too."

Li Qinglin smiled and said, "Every woman's family, it's great to sit in front of the window with an embroidery needle. What should I do if I have to dance a gun and use a stick?"

Unexpectedly, the fourth wife raised her eyebrows and said, "Who said women..."

Before he finished speaking, "Dada, dadada...", the crooked handle started shooting again, and the bullet hit the outer wall of the watchtower, making a bang. It seemed that the machine gun fire was aimed at this time.

The two women stood aside, their faces pale and they couldn't say a word.

Li Qinglin quickly loaded the bullet and then set up a gun to aim.

The walls around Chenjia Village are very strong and tall. The bandits chose to attack from the east, probably because there was a small hill in the east, where relatively high machine gun positions could be set up.

"Eight hooks, eight hooks..." From time to time, gunshots of the 38-bridged covers sounded on the village wall. Li Qinglin knew that this was Guo Zilin shooting at the same time with the wicked boy. Li Qinglin also knew that his vision was not good in the dark, so it was impossible to shoot accurately. Li Qinglin just wanted to interfere with the opponent's machine gun firepower.

The bandits attacked again. They carried the ladders and rushed towards the village wall in several ways. They had already entered the range of the rifle.

Li Qinglin and two Zhuang Dings quickly shot, and bandits kept falling down, but they still ignored it and continued to rush forward.

The bandits rushed very close, and some hunters on the village wall raised earthen guns and fired at the enemy. These earthen guns were equipped with gunpowder and iron sand. One shot was released, and the iron sand swept across a large area, but it took time to load gunpowder and iron sand. After firing one shot, it would take a long time to shoot a shot.

After some casualties, the bandits rushed under the village wall and some people began to set up ladders.

Bandits gathered under the village wall, and the defensive weapon was grenades. Li Qinglin was about to order the use of grenades. At this time, the women, the elderly and the children guarding the village wall began to take action.

The walls of the village were filled with piles of stones as big as fists, bags of lime powder, pots of boiling water that were boiling, and even boiling oil. Middle-aged and elderly people picked up stones and smashed them at the bandits, half-aged boys picked up bags of quicklime and sprinkled them at the bandits under the village wall. Young women took a spoonful of boiling water and boiling oil, splashed spoonfuls at the bandits, and splashed them at the ladders that were leaning up.

The big stones with fists are ridges and angular, which makes the bandits' heads bleed; quicklime makes the bandits' eyes confused and chokes the bandits' lungs; boiling water and boiling oil are poured onto the cloud ladder, and the ladder is extremely slippery and the bandits cannot climb; if these boiling boiling water or vegetable oil are directly poured onto the bandits, it will definitely burn a layer of skin.

These so-called weapons are all adapted to local conditions and are very simple. These tactics are the basic tactics for siegeing and defending cities in the era of China's cold weapons, and are also the crystallization of Chinese wisdom. Now, practical combat has proven that these methods that have been passed down over thousands of years are still particularly effective in the era of guns and cannons.

While shooting, Li Qinglin observed the Chenjiazhai people's methods of defending the city, and he was still thinking about how to apply these things to future battles.

The bandits were probably aroused by anger. They ignored their own casualties and instead sent more people from behind and began to attack from all sides. Li Qinglin estimated that the number of attackers and those who were currently staying behind, this time there were nearly two thousand bandits.

With so many bandits attacking from all sides at the same time, it seems that they are bound to get Li Qinglin tonight and gasp.

"Han Jizhong, inform them immediately and prepare to use grenades," Li Qinglin shouted.

"Yes," Han Jizhong replied below, and then ran out quickly.

After a while, a "boom" came from the wall of the village. The "boom" explosion sounded, and the grenades of the guard squad were dropped. However, among these huge explosions, there were also some dull explosions. Li Qinglin turned around and asked, "What's the sound?"

"This is a earth bomb made by our village," the fourth wife replied honestly.

"This is a good thing, I want to go and see it." Seeing that the bandits could not resist the explosion of grenades and earth bombs, Li Qinglin began to retreat. He became very interested and decided to go and see it.

"You, you, don't leave, I, I'm afraid," the second wife murmured.

"Isn't it just a local bomb? When you kill the bandits, I'll give one to you. You can take it home and have a good look." The fourth wife said.

"Okay, okay, I'll stay here and not leave." Li Qinglin said.

After these attacks and defenses, it was already past four o'clock, and the sky in the east began to turn a little white, and it was almost dawn.

The bandits suffered a lot this time, and the retreat seemed to be very thorough. There was no gunshot inside and outside the Chenjia Village. The people guarding the village were tired all night. Many people fell asleep leaning against the walls, and the surroundings returned to tranquility.

It is early in summer. Although the sun has not yet risen, the sky is getting brighter and brighter. A layer of mist is rising in the valley, and the surrounding peaks are gradually beginning to see the outlines.

The brighter the sky is, the more unfavorable it is for the bandits who are used to sneak attacks. The bandits organized a group of people to start the last strong attack before dawn.

With the cover of the mist, they did not scream like they did at night, but came quietly from all around, among which the bandits attacking the gate were carrying a few large pieces of wood.

Using large wood to hit the city gate is also a way of siege since ancient times. Li Qinglin immediately called Han Jizhong and asked him to quickly transfer five soldiers, each of the five soldiers with a rifle and two box cannons to quickly go to reinforce the gate.

When the five people rushed to the village gate building, the bandits carrying large wood had approached the village gate building, and the other bandits who were feinting attacks around were also approaching the four village walls.

The sky was getting brighter and although it was not very clear now, its vision was much better than at night. After a night of fierce fighting, the villagers of Chenjiazhai had calmed down. The soldiers of the guard squad made their advantage of accurate shooting. They aimed steadily and shot steadily. From time to time, some of the bandits who were swarming up fell to the ground.

In the direction of the village gate where the bandits attacked, a bandit carrying wood rushed to the village gate regardless of their casualties. They carried large wood and hit the village gate one after another. The big wood hit the thick wooden gate, making a loud "dong, dong" sound. The huge door bolt behind the wooden gate was hit and rattled.

"Fight" five soldiers of the guard squad who happened to arrive, holding double guns, aimed at the bandits near the village gate and pulled the trigger, "Bang, Bang, Bang...", the automatic firepower of the shell gun was at the maximum advantage at this time.

Two twenty sounds can shoot forty bullets in a row, and five soldiers fired a total of 200 rounds in a short period of time. This rain of bullets knocked down the bandits carrying large wood. The bandits could not bear the dense rain of bullets. They threw down the heavy logs on their shoulders and began to run for their lives.

The crooked handle was transferred to the opposite direction of the village gate. Because they needed to stick out to shoot, two of the five soldiers were injured by machine guns. Although they were all penetrating, one of them was still seriously injured.

The bandits retreated, and the wounded soldiers were carried under the wall of the village to bandage. Li Qinglin knew that his people were injured, so he rushed to see what the injury was like.

Chenjiazhai once again opened his eyes to Li Qinglin. They sent a local doctor to treat the wounded. The local doctor took out a pack of medicine powder from the medicine box for the wounded to take it. Then he took out a pack of medicine powder and sprinkled it on the wounded soldier's wound and bandaged it with clean gauze. These medicine powders are indeed very effective. After a while, the wounded soldiers immediately stopped the blood.

The medical conditions are extremely poor at this time. The most difficult thing for soldiers on the battlefield to deal with after being injured is to stop bleeding and prevent infection. Now the bleeding has been stopped, and it seems that infection is unlikely. The remaining part of the wounded soldiers is to rest well.

"This is a good thing." Li Qinglin played with the two small bags of medicine powder...
Chapter completed!