The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 165 The Widow Maker

Shaanxi's terrain is criss-crossed, and the city is basically located on a rare flat surface, including Yanchuan and other places, including the current Ganquan.

Ganquan North shows a state from the north gate of the city to the distance, from wide to narrow.

The cloth covering the car was lifted, revealing the metallic luster of the Maxim machine gun inside. Compared with the delicacy and beauty of the Barrett sniper rifle, the Maxim machine gun looked a bit rough, with a stubby body. A long and narrow ammunition chain equipped with 250 rounds of ammunition.

Ordinary machine gunners are equipped with two deputies, one to assemble the ammunition chain and one to observe. But Liu Zhenhua only has himself at the moment. The most important thing is to highlight his abilities. After all, this is the Maxim machine gun, the first in this history. First appearance, just like Barrett.

The chilling atmosphere on the battlefield seemed to be concentrated on Liu Zhenhua.

That's it, because Liu Zhenhua's troops are spread all over the mountains and plains, and all eyes are focused here.

They watched as the Kitchen God came behind a magic weapon again. They had seen this magic weapon show its power before, and a complete earthen wall was beaten to pieces.

The heavenly soldiers were so excited that they could break down walls, let alone people.

Now this magic weapon is finally going to show his edge against people.

Wang Jiayin and the others stared at Liu Zhenhua's movements and swallowed subconsciously.

The power of the special black weapon just now shocked them, causing chaos on the opponent's city wall twice.

What is this now?

"The other party is out of town."

Gao Yingxiang moved his eyes away from the Kitchen King and looked at the city gate.

As expected, there were soldiers hidden in the sweet spring. The soldiers were uniformly dressed and looked like elites.

The most important thing is that Gao Yingxiang and Wang Jiayin have never seen the clothes of the soldiers in the middle.

One by one, they were wearing yellow armor and red hats, and the flags they were holding were yellow flags with red edges. They didn't seem to be holding red-tasseled spears, but some other weapon.

"It can't be the Shenji Camp, right?"

Gao Yingxiang murmured that if there were not those cannons on the city head, he would not think of the Shenji Battalion, but the artillery on the city head has appeared, and the probability that this special unit is the Shenji Battalion is higher.

Soldiers poured out of the city one after another, and they could not see the number of three thousand at a glance.

The opponent is also arranging troops. The firing range of the fire cannon soldiers is between ten meters and one hundred and fifty meters. The range and lethality are far greater than those of bows and arrows.

Liu Zhenhua squinted his eyes and looked at the artillery on the city wall in the distance. This kind of artillery is very heavy. Due to the limitations of terrain and angle, this thing can't hit far. Liu Zhenhua is at the front of the team. At such a close distance, those cannons can't hit at all. he.

When the other party's soldiers and horses walked out of the city, Liu Zhenhua picked up the telescope hanging around his neck. Each soldier should be holding a "Lumi gun", which is a kind of fire gun.

"Tsk tsk, as expected, the Shenji Battalion has also been brought here."

Liu Zhenhua sighed with emotion, and immediately called on the surrounding heroes to build a simple fortification in front of him.

Historically, firecrackers were often used in conjunction with cavalry. After the firecrackers fired, they would cause damage to the enemy while the cavalry charged and fought.

And these firecrackers, under Zhang Bojing's strategy, follow the infantry forward, and when the two sides are about to intersect, the firecrackers will shoot, and the artillery will fire. In this way, the other side will be in a dilemma, so that they can Achieve maximum results.

Therefore, after the soldiers outside the city were organized, Zhang Bojing, with only one eye exposed, gave his men the order to advance fifty steps.

If the opponent does not charge towards you, then continue to charge forward and shoot at close range. Then when the cannon fires, the infantry swarm up from both sides, while the gunmen stay in place and continue shooting.

This is a perfect strategy.

When the opponent started to charge, Liu Zhenhua really wanted to say "perfect".

The opponent's gun soldiers did not prepare to shoot from a long distance, but followed the infantry to advance.

And the speed of both sides is almost the same.

The firecrackers of the Ming Dynasty were improved and even weighed about the same as a spear.

Therefore it is still very easy to maintain the same speed as the infantry.

Liu Zhenhua was at the front of the team, welcoming thousands of troops. There was a feeling that one man was in charge and no one could get past them.

This was what everyone was thinking. The Heavenly Soldiers, Militia and Xiangyong were all staring at Liu Zhenhua. They had almost never seen the Stove King take action. Now, it was his first appearance with such a powerful magic weapon.

There was tension and excitement in their eyes, wondering how the Kitchen King would behave.

The footsteps of thousands of people advancing were so loud that it almost made the earth tremble.

The opponent's formation is very dense. To be precise, this is the case for ancient infantry battle formations.

Although Liu Zhenhua's bullet chain only has 250 bullets, when the opponent's position is so dense, almost every bullet can hit one person, or even two or three.

The psychological impact caused is also huge.

When the opponent was about thirty meters forward, Liu Zhenhua took a deep breath and it was almost done.

He grasped the two grips at the rear of the Maxim machine gun and adjusted the muzzle, of course, up and down, so that it was almost parallel to the person's chest.

Then, Liu Zhenhua suddenly pulled the trigger.

"Tu tu tu tu."

The Maxim machine gun breathed deadly flames.

The soldiers on the imperial court's side, who were walking at the front facing the muzzle of the gun, felt a pain in their chests, a large amount of blood spattered out, and a small pit exploded in their chests.

Their bodies fell limply to the ground.

Liu Zhenhua already knew how to use the Maxim machine gun. His body shook with the vibration of the barrel, and at the same time, he tried to keep it from shaking up and down too much, and the range of left and right strafing was as wide as possible.

The theoretical rate of fire of this Maxim heavy machine gun can reach 450 rounds per minute.

The ammunition chain on the machine gun is laid out flat so that even if no one is dragging the chain, the chain will not get twisted together.

The soldiers in the distance fell one after another, and occasionally two people even screamed and fell to the ground at the same time.

The surrounding soldiers looked horrified, they didn't know what was happening.

"What's going on?"

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion suffered the greatest losses, as they were directly exposed to Liu Zhenhua's guns.

Wei Wu, the commander of the Shenji Battalion, watched this scene in fear. He came out with the Ming Dynasty's elite, and so many people were killed before he even fired a shot.

And he didn't even know how the other party beat them to death.

"What is this?"

There were screams all around, suppressing the 'chugging' sound.

"Shoot, fight back!" After all, Wei Wu had been a commander in Shenji Camp for many years. When he realized something was wrong, he immediately ordered everyone to shoot.

But they were still seventy meters away from each other, and the Shenji Camp was the first to be hit.

More than half of the soldiers in the first row died almost instantly - you know, the Shenji Battalion usually has a three-row formation. There are 500 of them, and each row has more than 160 soldiers.

They withstood the firepower of Liu Zhenhua and Maxim.

Seeing their teammates around them being torn to pieces, falling down, screaming, and wailing, these Ming Dynasty's elite teams panicked for a moment.

After they heard the order from their superior, they immediately raised their hands and prepared to shoot, but Liu Zhenhua's bullets came faster.

These musketeers usually shoot at the vanguard, and then pass the weapons that need to be loaded to the people in the second row. The people in the second row hand the weapons to the people in the third row to load, and then pass the loaded weapons in their hands. Pass it to the first row.

This allows for continuous shooting.

Now, this method has become a constraint. They have never suffered such a blow, and in the end only a few people were able to shoot.

In addition, they were still more than 70 meters away from the enemy, so the projectiles fired were very scattered, and only a few hit Liu Zhenhua's sandbags.

"This god."

Although the Kitchen King's soldiers were well prepared and knew that the magic weapon was powerful, when the magic weapon really started to show its power, they couldn't help but open their mouths.

The Kitchen King was alone, controlling the magic weapon, and only heard a huge noise from the magic weapon.

Enemies in the distance began to fall in pieces.

"Is this a repeating fire gun?"

Gao Yingxiang was well-informed and knew that some fire cannons fired continuously and could be fired multiple times in a row, but then he shook his head. This fire cannon shot too fast, and the distance was too far.

He had excellent eyesight and could clearly see that the soldiers fell in pieces with the sound of Kitchen King's weapons. This was no longer something that the so-called fire guns and continuous fire guns could do.

I'm afraid it's an even more heaven-defying weapon.

It’s not an exaggeration to describe it as a magical weapon.

Wang Jiayin and Wang Er were trembling in their hearts. What kind of weapon was this? It was so powerful.

Although their eyesight was not as good as Gao Yingxiang's, they could see clearly at this distance. In almost a few breaths, dozens of people fell on the opposite side.

Wang Jiayin and Wang Er looked at Liu Zhenhua, to be precise, it was the weapon in front of Liu Zhenhua.

"This weapon, what was pulled on the car along the way was such a powerful weapon."

Their eyes were hot, and they kept scanning in front of and beside Liu Zhenhua. They finally understood the two weapons.

The two magical weapons of the Kitchen King are both capable of long-range attack and close-range attack. Moreover, unlike the legend, the Kitchen King can transform.

They observed along the way that the Kitchen King did not have any magical abilities, such as transforming into food, transforming into war horses and weapons, and transforming into all kinds of magical things.

On the contrary, he has the skills to control people, which further proves that everything about the Kitchen King is fake. After all, as long as he has the skills to control people, the rest can be spread from person to person. They are rogue bandits, and the so-called Kitchen King The king should be a kind of church.

These two weapons were most likely obtained by the Kitchen King from nowhere, or they were made by a skilled craftsman.

Because, Kitchen King was carrying these two weapons along the way.

If it can be changed, why not change it on the spot.

Still have to go this far.

"Right now, it seems that these two weapons should be difficult to make, otherwise there wouldn't be just two of them," Wang Jiayin thought in his mind, with a flash of greed in his eyes.

If you can get such a weapon, why worry about being unable to conquer the world?

He, Wang Jiayin, can also achieve great hegemony!

Wang Er also had the same thought in his mind. These two weapons were of great importance. If he got these two weapons, it would be easy to become the king.

"Find a way to get him."

The two looked at each other with burning eyes.

Gao Yingxiang turned his head, looked at the two people with fiery eyes, and immediately frowned. These two people had nothing to hold back. He followed their gazes and looked over. It was the weapon of the Stove King.

Gao Yingxiang looked thoughtful.

On the city wall, Zhang Bojing was still hiding behind the wall stacks. The scene of Zhang Zebin dying in front of his eyes was still fresh in his memory.

He was afraid that the other party was still staring at the city and officials like them.

However, the screams coming from outside made him couldn't help but want to see what was going on. He originally thought the screams were from the enemy, but the screams sounded too close.

And the sound of firecrackers also began to be heard.

"That shouldn't be the case. At this time, we probably haven't reached enough distance yet," Zhang Bojing cautiously revealed one eye, and an adjutant also ran towards him quickly.

Zhang Bojing saw it from a distance. It was his subordinates who were in confusion, and the screams were probably made by his subordinates. On the other hand, looking at the other side, the formation did not even change.

"This"

"Sir Zhang, it seems that the other party also has firearms. We have suffered heavy losses, Mr. Zhang," the adjutant told Zhang Bojing about the events on the front line.

"Firearms from the other party," Zhang Bojing's expression was a little dull. After realizing it, he suddenly felt frightened. There was more than just a powerful firearm on the other side.

Nearly two hundred of their soldiers were dead before they could rush ten meters away.

The front line was in chaos.

But no one has retreated yet. War of this level often has someone to supervise the war.

The commander did not issue a retreat order, so they could only continue to advance according to the order.

Liu Zhenhua has burned out two bullet chains, and the barrel of the gun has begun to heat up. However, the Maxim MG08 machine gun uses cooling water to cool down the barrel. As long as there is enough water and ammunition, the MG08 machine gun can continue to fire for a long time.

The four liters of water in the water-cooled sleeve are enough for Liu Zhenhua to burn through two thousand rounds of ammunition.

When the third bullet chain reached the end, the front line finally collapsed, and some people began to retreat. Too many people died, and they died miserably.

Unlike those killed by bows and arrows, there wasn't much blood on their bodies.

People who are killed by bullets often bleed out, and pieces of flesh are scattered everywhere. Those who are hit in the neck are even more serious. Some people have seen with their own eyes that their former comrades' necks were rotten and their whole heads were bent. Only the skin and flesh are connected, and the blood is like spring water, flowing out one after another.

A chill rushed from his tailbone to Tianling Gai, and he was the first to turn around and run away.

He was hacked to death by the war supervisor before he could take two steps, but the rout was already formed, like an avalanche, and nothing could stop him.

Unless the supervising team can also kill these people, but it is obviously not possible.

(End of this chapter)