Back to the end of the Ming Dynasty to engage in infrastructure construction

Chapter 18 That row of bright red

"These thieves and military households! Every one of them is really afraid of death!

The old men are still so far away, they raised the firecrackers!

Is this going to welcome us with cannonballs? "

The stubborn donkey followed Luo Sanpao, beating houses and looting houses everywhere.

The details of the officers and soldiers are very clear.

There are too few officers and soldiers who can fight now.

"Master Donkey, I feel something is wrong!
Is this really Dun Jun?Why are you dressed so new! "

An old gangster next to him saw something was wrong.

Ordinary Dunjun, all dressed like beggars.

The people on the opposite side were all brand-new mandarin duck battle jackets, bright red and bright red, standing in a row, so majestic.

The stubborn donkey tilted his head to look, and felt that something was wrong.

However, he couldn't figure it out, and soon became impatient.

"Never mind! We have horses! Let's go for a charge first! If the stubble is hard, we'll just turn around and run!"

As the saying goes, there are only wrong names, but no wrong nicknames.

Stubborn donkeys are really stubborn.

The two behind them thought about it, and it was the same thing.

In their cognition, no matter how powerful the firecracker is, how powerful can it be?
"drive!"

The stubborn donkey slapped the horse's buttocks, and the three of them accelerated at the same time and rushed towards the opposite side.

They may not really want to charge, but it depends on the situation.

If the formation on the opposite side is stable, they will rein in their horses and turn the corner before the formation.

50 meters, 40 meters...

Although there were only three horses, the ground trembled as the horses' hooves trampled on them, causing waves of dust to rise up.

Zhao Cheng raised the AK47 in his hand, his eyes swept over the pier soldiers beside him.

He is the underpinning.

There are only three cavalrymen, facing his AK47 and charging head-on, that is to deliver food.

The significance of this battle is to let the piers see blood.

These pier soldiers were still dilapidated military households a few days ago, and they couldn't even eat.

Even though they are holding musket-loading muskets produced in the 21st century, everyone is carrying dozens of fixed-load bullets...

However, seeing the three horses rushing over, it was still unavoidable to be nervous.

Niu Dali was beside Zhao Cheng, and Zhao Cheng could clearly see the beads of sweat on his forehead.

Niu Dali stared closely at the three horsemen with his eyes hooked on the trigger.

"Don't be nervous! It's still far away! I said shoot and shoot!
Whoever shoots ahead of time will delay the opportunity of the battle, and after winning the battle, no food will be divided between you!
Calm down!Not that scary!Just think about how powerful the firecrackers in your hands are!

This is a muzzle-loading musket!When you usually train, you are so far away that the boards are smashed!

The opposite side is full of flesh and blood, can they still hold the bullets?
calm!Don't pull the trigger too hard, watch out for misfires!

Follow my orders... don't move yet! "

Zhao Cheng shouted loudly over and over again.

In fact, for the best effect at this time, the commander should walk in front of a row of guns and use practical actions to calm everyone down.

But Zhao Cheng didn't dare.

He was afraid that these musketeers who hadn't trained for a few days would get nervous and a wave of fire would take him away.

That would be the saddest time traveler.

30 meters...

"Fire!"

Zhao Cheng let out a roar.

The shooting distance of the front-loading musket is far more than that.

Zhao Cheng deliberately shot closer to pursue the best effect.

Boom boom boom!
A row of gunshots rang out, the flames burst out, and the smoke filled the air.

Howling!
On the opposite side, the horse neighed.

The three war horses fell to the ground as if they were suddenly tripped by a tripping rope.Immediately, the three of them were thrown out directly...

The three riders who originally came galloping gave people a strong sense of oppression.

Now, it clears up in an instant.

Several pier soldiers were all stunned.

"Quick! Clean the barrel! Load the gunpowder!"

Liu Fei roared.

Muzzle-loading muskets use fixed cartridges.

The so-called fixed bullets are to wrap gunpowder and projectiles with oiled paper. Each small paper package is quantitative, just enough for one filling and firing.

Liu Fei himself reacted the fastest.

To Zhao Cheng's surprise, Niu Dali responded quickly.

After shooting, start cleaning the barrel immediately.

Then he took out the greased paper bag with fixed bullets, opened a hole with his teeth, poured it into the barrel, and compacted it...

A series of operations, in a few days with [-] times of training, has long been very proficient.

In just 30 seconds, all ten piers had been reloaded.

Zhao Cheng nodded.

He is quite satisfied with this effect.

As for the three cavalry, they had already been dealt with in the first salvo.

"Liu Fei, take four people over there to have a look! Others, stay alert." Zhao Cheng ordered.

"Yes, my lord!"

Liu Fei agreed.

He was cautious enough to point his gun at the three of them.

Blood all over the place.

Both the two horses were dead, only one horse was seriously injured, and the stubborn donkey was bleeding and screaming in pain.

After seeing that there was no danger, Zhao Cheng led others forward.

"This horse is alive, and it can't be saved. Kill it and eat meat! Let's improve our lives.

The injured person is killed directly.

The three corpses were piled up at the intersection with the corpses of other bandits, and everyone wanted to see them! "

In troubled times, people must be bloody.

If you don't be a wolf, you will become a sheep. There is no middle way to go.

This side is busy, deal with the battlefield, and re-enter the standby state.

In the distance, the dust was steaming, and a large group of bandits from Luo Sanpao came.

"Damn! What's the matter with the stubborn donkey? Let him pass a message, why can't he come back? Could it be that he eats alone and enjoys it first when he enters the village?"

Luo Sanpao spat towards the ground, spitting out the sand that the wind had blown into his mouth.

As for whether the stubborn donkey will die...

He didn't think about that.

Those were three old bandits, all of whom had horses.

With just a few piers, can they be kept?
Even if you can't beat a stubborn donkey, it's always okay to run, right?
The wind blows, and the dust floats.

In the distance, a row of red is very bright.

"The master, there are officers and soldiers!" Someone shouted, and the bandits were restless for a while.

Luo Sanpao looked at it, feeling a little guilty in his heart.

"Damn! This doesn't look like an ordinary piers! Is there any officer and soldier passing by here?"

Could it be that the stubborn donkey fell down?

The thought flashed through his mind, but he didn't dare to think about it.

"There are not many people on the other side, so it shouldn't be!"

There are only a dozen people on the opposite side.

On their side, there are seventy or eighty people.

There are more than a dozen old bandits alone.

If he didn't dare to fight, he would have no prestige as a big boss, and he wouldn't even think about taking care of the little ones in the future.

"Don't worry, brothers! These officers and soldiers are all putting on airs!

Especially these piers, have you ever seen one who can fight?
What do you think they use?Fireball!Is that thing for war?It's okay to scare people! "

Luo Sanpao laughed loudly, boosting morale.

"There are big cows and horses on the opposite side! I heard that there are endless big steamed buns!
After a while, everyone is full of meat!The women in the village play casually! "

(End of this chapter)