Chapter 323: The Heavy Storm of Steel, the Era of Killing

"Old Hao, the firearm of this officer and soldier is indeed sharp!"

Since the officers and soldiers' firearms started, the river-filling people fell down one by one, just twenty steps away from the river bank, but one fell down, and the people behind were not scared away or avoided, but continued to rush forward.

Those who were killed by muskets rolled directly into the river. Such large-scale river fillings are much more convenient than soil buns.

At a distance of fifty steps, the bullet trajectory of such heavy muskets can be seen as a straight line. The crowd density of the refugees filling the river is too high, and the musket soldiers behind the wooden fence have truly achieved perfect bullets.

But the refugees were fearless, and some were even injured by muskets. They were slightly slow to move and were pushed into the river by the people behind them. The soil buns behind them were then smashed down.

Perhaps it was because the people just now were too crowded, and the killing of the muskets left space in front of them. The rotation speed and the corpses falling into the river suddenly accelerated a lot.

In the continuous attack of the wooden fences, at least two hundred musket soldiers were required to be behind the first row. The first row of musket soldiers had different spacing from the several rows of musket soldiers behind. They were particularly wide, and at least four rows of musket soldiers were rotated to shoot.

With the level of training in Jiaozhou Camp, soldiers don’t have to work and survive every day, and eat a lot. In a very disciplined and regular life, training, training, training, and everyone’s combat skills have almost become an instinct of this person’s body.

Therefore, in the contemporary European strong soldiers could only achieve uninterrupted fire in the formation of five or six rows. Soldiers of Jiaozhou Camp could generally rotate continuously by sitting in the fourth row, and some elite soldiers could even rotate in the third row.

Such a firepower density is shocking in any occasion, but the refugees on the other side are facing the most advanced weapons of this era, and they don’t even have a piece of cloth covering their bodies. Many people are barefoot, even wearing only a pair of torn pants, and their clothes are wrapped in mud.

These skinny refugees were not afraid, with a fanatical look on their faces, and rushed forward regardless of the situation, as if the bullets flying rapidly in front and the smoke filled the ground did not exist.

The remaining twenty steps of the river surface. The water flowed much faster, but the yellowish-colored river surface had turned purple. The river water kept flowing, but no matter how hard it was, it could not dilute the purple color.

In recent years, Henan has been suffering from disasters one after another, father and son have eaten together. The whole village has starved to death, and all kinds of miserable scenes in hell. These refugees have seen too much. It seems that they are not a big deal. Wang Sanpao is only twenty-three years old this year. However, in his memory, he has not had a full meal in the past 23 years. This kind of living situation is actually the most normal thing for the civilians in Nanyang Prefecture. The drought over the years has drained the people of Henan. Now the general of the thief is stationed in Nanyang Prefecture, and the villages are washed away at every turn. Although it is reported that the bandits are raging, the other documents reported at the same time are the general of the fighter, and the bandits are invincible. As for who is true and who is fake, then read it yourself.

Wang Sanpao was carrying a wooden shovel and shoveling the soil desperately. Although gunfire and shouting were heard from the side, he ignored it and kept shoveling the soil like crazy. He silently told himself in his heart that he had escaped from Nanyang for thousands of miles and had eaten dead meat. What else was there to be scary? Think about General Hao and General Tian’s promise before the war. If the enemy army is broken, the vanguard can be turned into a regular soldier. A regular soldier. A regular soldier is given priority to allocating food. Not only can he eat enough, but he can also take care of his family. When he thinks of this, his heart suddenly became hot. He thought about his mother and sister who escaped with him. His sister was only twelve years old and was as thin as skinny as a bone. He didn’t see a few grains of food a day, but only some things like melons and vegetables.

, This thing is not hungry, after half an hour of eating, it will be gone as soon as you urinate, and your stomach is quackly. Her sister is a sensible person. Today, she even put half of her food to herself and stared at her. Wang Sanpao knew what her sister meant. Today she had to fight, eat a little to survive, earn military merits, and have a future. When she thought of her sister's thin hands, Wang Sanpao gritted her teeth and dug up more and more frantically, and sang the slogan of labor. Unexpectedly, as soon as he sang, the people around him sang one after another, including Runing, Henan, Nanyang, and Shanxi old vinegar flavors from time to time. The singing became more and more intense, as if he wanted to suppress the banging sound of gunfire.

The momentum was like a rainbow, and he was ready to die. This kind of spirit was indeed terrifying. Although the musketeers on the opposite side were trained, they saw those who shouted and rushed up, as if they had forgotten their lives and death, and fell one after another to the ground. The singing became louder and louder. The thieves seemed not on the battlefield at all, but stayed in their own homes, waving their farm tools in love, working hard for their families and their dreams. In front of this strange picture, the soldiers were still a little trembling in their hearts, some inserted their entire strips into the gun chamber and shot them out directly, and some were in a hurry and forgot to take medicine.

However, since the musket was fired, the refugees only took three steps forward, and then were suppressed by continuous muskets step by step back. After the musket was fired for three rounds, the refugees had been repelled five steps.

There seemed to be an invisible wall in front of them. No matter how they rushed, they would touch the wall and make blood flow. Moreover, the invisible wall was pushing towards the south step by step.

This scene was naturally seen by the coaches of both sides. Hao Yaoqi and Tian Jianxiu both looked for a high place nearby. Seeing the refugees falling down in pieces, both of them looked unmoved. Hao Yaoqi closed his eyes slightly and said:

"Each musket was fired three times. It is estimated that by the sixth or seventh time, there should be a pause and a break, otherwise the barrel will heat up."

The sound of the musket did not stop. Hao Yaoqi kept closing his eyes and calculating silently. After almost fifteen shots, there was indeed a pause. Hao Yaoqi opened his eyes with a serious face and said:

"Who made these government troops' muskets for them? They are so powerful."

Tian Jianxiu looked at the scene below, laughed and said proudly:

"No matter how powerful it is, it can't stand our rush, Lao Hao, look, you're already ashore."

In their words, they did not have any sympathy for these forwards, but instead they succeeded in their own plan and were very proud.

However, Hao Yaoqi and Tian Jianxiu themselves did not expect that the two of them unknowingly transferred the title of "official dog" to "official soldiers". Their quality and weakness obviously meant their importance to the Shandong soldiers.

The high-efficiency rotation of Jiaozhou Camp muskets and soldiers is not only able to provide uninterrupted fire suppression, but also has a disadvantage, that is, the time when the gun chamber heats up is about the same, and nearly a thousand muskets stopped shooting at almost the same time. If it is a five-row or six-row rotation, it is guaranteed to have sufficient intervals. So there will be no problem.

The refugees had no time to fill the river. These distances were so they wade across the river and rushed towards Muzha. The soldiers who were mixed with these refugees also found a bad thing, which was suppressed by the dense firepower just now and retreated for a distance.

It is too fierce to rush to the ground now, and there is no way to take out a bow or arrow or firearm to fire. I can only passively follow the crowd forward.

Wang Sanpao was almost crazy. He rushed to the shore barefoot. He waved the wooden stick, as if he had endless strength all over his body. The wooden fence was just twenty steps before, and when the wooden fences were moved away, the musket soldiers behind him were not worth mentioning. Military achievements and full meals seemed to be in front of him. Wang Sanpao seemed to see his sister holding a large bowl of rice and laughing at him. Well, my sister is not young anymore. When the world is defeated by our King of Chuang, we must find a marriage for my sister. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Go to Shandong. Eat pigs and sheep!!!!" Wang Sanpao seemed to have a spasm, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Go to Shandong. Eat pigs and sheep!!!!" This sound wave seemed unstoppable.

At this moment, some sharp-eyed people could see that in the gap between the wooden fence, a not-so-large muzzle was extended. The entire wooden fence was about twenty steps away, and there was a small cannon like this.

"Boom" "Boom"...

The continuous sounds exploded, and the sound of the cannon fired many times louder than that of a musket. When it was fired, it seemed like a muffled thunder, especially at such a close distance.

Many refugees were shocked by the sudden sound as soon as they stepped onto the north shore. Many people were so scared that they could not run anymore and stood there directly, while the people behind them were still pushing, but such a scene was only for a moment and would not cause any chaos.

The iron sand and lead particles bursting out from the muzzle turned the wooden fence within twenty steps of the river and turned it into an area where steel storms were raging.

This is the first time that Jiaozhou Camp uses shotguns. In the first row of wooden fences, there are fifteen two-pound cannons, all of which are filled with iron sand and lead particles. The two-pound cannons are not powerful enough, and the shotguns are not even far away. However, within these twenty steps, the metal fragments and particles flying at high speed symbolize death.

After rushing to the shore, the dense refugees seemed to be swept by a huge sickle out of thin air, and instantly became empty.

The refugees at the front were hit by high-speed shotguns, as if they were sieves, and they were directly smashed to pieces, and they were almost cut off within twenty steps.

The smoke from the firearms just now had not yet floated, and with the shooting of the cannon, it was filled with the so-called "battlefield fog" within twenty steps, and it was impossible to see clearly from that direction.

But at this moment after the sound of the cannon, the entire battlefield became quiet. Only the musketeers behind the wooden fence were still rushing to cool their musketes. There was a wooden barrel behind each vertical row, with a few wet cloths thrown inside. The musketeers took the wet cloth and wiped the gun chamber.

The wet cloth rubbed over the gun chamber, making a sizzling sound, and even white air came out, and some were accidentally burned by the gun chamber, screaming in pain.

Even the firearm commanders among the muskets could not see the surrounding scenes clearly. They just shouted at the top of their lungs and cooled down the barrel and returned to their original position soon.

The sun was about to set, and a breeze blew up, and the smoke spread rapidly. It was between the wooden fence and the river bank, no, between the wooden fence and the filled land, and there was nothing except the corpse, and the river water gradually slowed down the filled part.

The refugees standing on the ground suddenly realized that they looked at the wooden fence opposite. The entire battlefield was extremely quiet. No one clamored or clamored anymore. They were all staring at the shore and wooden fences, but no one dared to move any more.

The musket soldiers behind the wooden fence did not return to their positions. The cannons also had to be loaded, but no one of the refugees, even the soldiers mixed with them, dared to step forward. Who knew that there were any methods behind the wooden fence opposite that were not used.

Among the pile of corpses in front of the wooden fence, several people struggled to crawl out from below. The whole body turned red, and they seemed like blood. Wang Sanpao was a lucky person, or an unfortunate person. He was squirming on the ground. The cannon just now was too scattered and hit his thigh. He was standing upright. He couldn't walk anymore, but his upper body was not very important. He crawled slowly on the ground, grabbing the soil with his fingers, as if he was about to turn the ground over. His eyelids became heavier and colder, but his eyes were always staring at the wooden fence. He crawled towards the fence with a firm will, and a red drag mark flowed down the ground, which was getting longer and longer... If someone stood beside him, he would hear his murmuring notes similar to his mother or sister.

They seemed to have not realized it. There were only a few of them on the battlefield between dozens of steps. They lowered their heads and picked up weapons. Some people got swords, but some people just touched a stone and rushed towards the wooden fence.

You can hear the shouts of "Ho...Ho...", perhaps the voices of these people were already hoarse, but they were still shouting and charging, and they were staggering.

Everyone on the battlefield held their breath and looked at them calmly. Many of the musketeers in Jiaozhou Camp had already been loaded. But perhaps they were infected by something and did not fire. Instead, they watched these people rush to the Muzha. Before they could do anything, several spears thrust out from the gap between the Muzha, and then quickly shrank back.

As the stretching and contracting were stretched, the last rebel soldiers or refugees who charged were pierced and fell softly in front of the Muzha. Before one of the refugees died, they grabbed the root of the Muzha's feet. No one would remember whether he was named Wang Sanpao or Chen Goudan.

"Zhang Shitou, pass me the order, send a shelling drum, continue to attack the enemy camp, the supervisory team will follow, and those who retreat will be killed!!"

After recovering from the last few people's charge scene, Tian Jianxiu, who had been watching the battle for a long time, was a little anxious. He was about to break through the opponent's defense, but he returned in vain. He was the one who led the cannon fodder charge in the refugee area, which made him feel a little embarrassed in front of Hao Yaoqi, not to mention that Hao Yaoqi had even expressed his objections.

He shouted at the personal soldiers who were sending the order in a frustration. After receiving the order, the personal soldiers hesitated a little and ran down to run down.

"Come back! Don't go!"

Hao Yaoqi shouted behind him. In the camp, Hao Yaoqi's status was higher than that of Tian Jianxiu. Even Tian Jianxiu's own soldiers had to obey the orders. The stone quickly stopped the horse.

Tian Jianxiu's face became even more ugly. Just as he was about to shout, Hao Yaoqi turned his head and said in a deep voice with a dark face:

"We can't rush any more. The front team is almost scared. If we rush again, we can't suppress the troops."

The sun gradually sets, and the two sides of the Whirl River are dim. If it were in the peaceful season, the scenery would be extremely leisurely, but now it is a battlefield. The north bank is solemn and the south bank is miserable. Once the madness and blood disappear, the rest of the land is just panic and fear.

It can be clearly seen from this height that although there was no subsequent reaction behind the wooden fence on the opposite side and did not come out to cover it up, the refugees who were filling the river retreated uncontrollably. Although the refugees were cannon fodder, they abide by the rules in the camp.

Because I was taken into the camp, I just had a bite of food. If I didn’t follow the rules, I wouldn’t have any food, so the order efficiency of the camp was much higher than that of the officers and soldiers.

But there is no order to retreat at the moment, and these refugees are still retreating in agitation, and the soldiers behind the camp are also weak to stop them.

Tian Jianxiu knew that the core of the 40,000 strikers is only more than 8,000 people, and the remaining refugees are all gathered from all over the country. Although they are also organized according to the regular arrangements in the camp, they are divided according to the relationship between fellow townsmen and other relationships. They are vaguely divided and cannot be completely controlled.

If the pressure is tight, in such an extreme situation, anything is possible. Although the elasticity is suppressed, it will inevitably damage the vitality.

Today's rash attack will have a bad impact on yourself. If something happens, it will be a disaster. Tian Jianxiu raised his hand and opened his mouth to call him, but hesitated for a long time before he finally spoke weakly:

"Go according to General Hao's orders! Stop the troops!"

After he finished speaking, Zhang Shitou quickly rode his horse and ran downstairs...

The order was not too far from the riverside, and the gong of "Dangdang" sounded quickly. It was the sound of the Jin retreating troops. When I heard this, the refugee brigade, who was already a little chaotic on the riverside, rushed to retreat to the back as if they were amnesty, and could see the shouts from the opposite side.

The officers and soldiers were in the Muzhan area and the musket soldiers began to be mobilized, as if they were to take turns to rest, but they did not mean to chase them. Tian Jianxiu looked at Muzhan and felt a chill in her heart.

Muskets, cannons, spears, from long-range weapons to close-up fights, these layers of wooden fortifications are really arranged with murderous aura. Hao Yaoqi's words are waiting for us to attack, but it is true.

But the other party is so strong, what to do until night, and what to do if the other party attacks at night. Tian Jianxiu is really embarrassed, but after the setbacks just now, it is really hard to make a decision. He had to turn his head and ask Hao Yaoqi beside him. Hao Yaoqi's expression has not changed, but he just said lightly:

"I'm not afraid tonight. I just arranged the cavalry in front of the camp. If the opponent attacks at night and the cavalry will rush, his firearm may not be as powerful as before. Don't think too much. Wait until the King of Chuang and Cao Cao come tomorrow before discussing."

After saying that, Hao Yaoqi first ran down the horse and ran down, and Tian Jianxiu sighed listlessly. He followed behind the horse and said, "It's embarrassing today's battle.

The soldiers of the rebellion army stumbled and were stabbed to death by a spear. Li Meng and the generals in the Jiaozhou camp on the top of the slope were also very quiet. Even Chen Liu, who was always careless, did not make any sound. After a while, he sighed there and said softly:

"There are also heroes and heroes among the thieves..."

Li Meng kept holding the Qianli Mirror to observe the formation opposite. When he heard Chen Liu's words, he put down the Qianli Mirror and said in a muffled voice:

"It is our mortal enemy, we are officers and soldiers, they are bandits, they call us official dogs, we call them thieves, and officials and thieves meet, and you will die."

The two people's answers were nothing to do with each other, but Li Meng was quite helpless about what he said. Chen Liudi sighed that he came quickly and disappeared quickly. He patted each other with his hands and said excitedly:

"Only by fighting with such troops can you kill me happily. The Grand Marshal will first organize the camp and arrange the camp defense tonight."

Reported to Li Meng, after receiving permission, he hummed a small song and walked down the top of the slope. Chen Liu's personality made Li Meng very envious. Wang Hai has always stood silently behind him. If Wang Hai is such a young man, if he is in the peaceful season, he will definitely be a young man who has just married and got married. If he is in the modern era of Li Meng, he should still be studying in college. But now Wang Hai is a general who has experienced murder. Looking at Wang Hai and Chen Liu, for a moment, Li Meng was indeed a little moved:

"Looking at the current situation, I always feel that I will be scolded in the future, or called me Li Meng, or called me cruel and cold-blooded. Maybe I have to say that I am standing on the side of the reactionary forces and suppressing the peasant uprising, with my hands covered with the blood of the people..."

Li Meng's last words were quite vague. Wang Hai did not hear clearly. He stood behind him and naturally could not see the self-deprecating expression on Li Meng's face. However, Wang Hai still spoke loudly from the perspective of a personal guard:

"The general led the imperial army to suppress the thieves and quell the rebellion. He was upright and the people in the world would only praise him. In the future, history books would be full of good reputations. How could there be any crime?"

Wang Hai also speaks in a very literary way, and he often deals with people like Zhou Yang and others. He reads a few books. Li Meng was interesting to listen to, but he was relieved and smiled without continuing. When Li Meng was in modern times, he often saw the so-called uprising army being bloodyly suppressed by officers and soldiers.

The soldiers of the rebel army all described tall and passionate characters, while the officers and soldiers were all villains with vicious appearance and despicable behavior.

Li Meng still remembers "The Two Heroes" that he watched when he was a child in an open-air cinema. I don't know why after coming to this era, I had a clear impression of this clip in my memory.

Li Meng still remembered that he wanted to be a rebel army at that time, so he taught the surrendered officials like fat pigs and the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty a lesson. Who would have thought that the situation was magical, but today he was killing the rebel soldiers and civilians.

"This era is not good, so I can only kill people!"
To be continued...