Take the arsenal to Da Ming

Chapter 42 tragic

When Zhou Chongyu had nowhere to vent his anger, a soldier ran over quickly and shouted from a long distance: "Report..."

The soldier who rushed to Zhou Chongyu at the fastest speed knelt down on one knee and reported: "General, the enemy is behind us, less than two miles away from us, and they are the ones firing the cannon."

Hearing this news, Zhou Chongyu was not only not happy, but even more angrily, roaring, "Bastard, trash, the enemy has pulled the artillery so close behind our position, and they didn't even notice it? What are you raising these idiots for?"

The most important thing is to solve the immediate problem. Zhou Chongyu immediately ordered, "Stop the siege and withdraw the troops."

"Quickly organize the troops, first eliminate those sneak attacks..."

Just when Zhou Chongyu had just finished giving the order, the sound of the guns suddenly stopped, because the ten rapid-fire shots Tangning had ordered had already been fired. After all, with the GrW341 minutes' maximum firing speed of 15 rounds, ten rapid-fire rounds would take about a minute. .

Looking at the enemy camp not far away that was already filled with gunpowder and the enemy army with at least 150 people rushing towards them, Tangning remained calm.

It would take at least a few minutes from the enemy's charge to the front. He could have fired one or two more rounds, but he didn't want to waste too many shells on these peasant troops.

Tang Ning didn't have a good opinion of these peasant soldiers, nor did she have a bad feeling for them. Most of them were poor people who had nowhere to go, and they deserved sympathy morally.

However, if you really embark on the road of rebellion, you have to look at morality and emotion separately. If it succeeds, it will be the next excellent case like Zhu Yuanzhang. The end of the thief.

The winner, the king, and the loser, Kou, are all fighting for their lives, with different positions and different fates.

The current Tang Ning is naturally not in the same position as the peasant army, so when it is time to kill, he will not hold back his hand, but when he can hold his hand, he will not kill them all.

The two GrW34s were directly disassembled and put away. The enemy's vanguard team was approaching quickly, but the [-]st and [-]rd companies that had joined had already arrived one step ahead, forming a formation with corners on the left and right.

The soldiers began to check their own firearms. Each company was equipped with three MG42s, and they were all placed at the front of the position at this time, and they were quickly erected.

The ammunition belt is loaded, the bullets are loaded, and only one order is required.

On both sides of the machine gun position are soldiers holding 98K. They lie directly on the ground and stare ahead.

The three of Yang Chengde seemed to be marginalized, and no one cared about them. They could only follow silently, watching the tactics of the new army's troops being prepared, and watching the enemy army that was rapidly approaching.

What shocked them was that the first batch of 200 enemy troops was still two hundred paces away, and the second batch of more than 500 troops had already rushed out.

Since there is a second batch, there must be a third batch. Maybe the new army can block the first batch or the second batch, but what about the third batch?
There are so many bandit soldiers, once they are charged and approached, the new army doesn't even have a horse, and once they are defeated, they have no chance to run.

The members of the new army can't escape, so how can they survive?The fear and tension in the hearts of the three, who had never experienced a real battle, were uncontrollably revealed.

The cold wind blowing, not only did not make them feel cold, but they felt like they were sweating profusely.

150 steps, 120 steps, [-] steps, or a distance of about [-] meters, the atmosphere is already very depressing.

Especially the three of Yang Chengde, they all felt the earth shaking, and their hearts were in their throats.

Although this distance was beyond the effective range of normal bows and arrows, Tangning cherished the safety of the soldiers and didn't want to take this risk, and it was unnecessary, so he said in a low voice, "Hit."

Following this simple one-word order, it was like a flood opening, and there was a lot of noise.

"Chi Chi..." MG42 whimpered like tearing cloth.

"Bang bang bang..." The crisp sound of each 98K.

The body of the enemy army rushing in front seemed to be torn apart by a force, the whole body burst open suddenly, and the mutilated body parts were thrown out from the body, raining blood.

Those who were swept up by MG42 were of course the most unfortunate, there was absolutely no possibility of surviving, and it was difficult to preserve their bodies.

The lucky ones who escaped MG42 by chance, but could hardly escape the baptism of two hundred 98Ks. They only saw figures rushing forward one by one, as if stepping on a trap suddenly, and fell headlong.

The whole process took less than five seconds for the first round of blows, and more than half of the 200 people who hit them were directly shaved off. They were too dense.

The remaining few dozen people were completely stunned, and then endless fear flooded their bodies.

Some people continued to charge forward frantically brandishing crude weapons, while others stopped slowly, at a loss for what to do.

There were also some people who turned around with a scream, and then howled nervously and fled regardless.

The scene just now was too terrifying, so unreal, human life seemed to be like ants, and the body was easily crushed and dismembered. The bloody scene was too bloody.

This scene not only shocked the first batch of enemy troops, but also shocked the three of Yang Chengde and the second batch of enemy troops.

Not only were the three of Yang Chengde not excited by the heavy damage to the enemy, but the fear in their hearts was even more aroused. The three of them lying on the ground didn't even have the strength to support their bodies, and they seemed to have collapsed.

The second batch of enemy troops, which were originally massive, seemed to be suddenly deflated, and the people rushing to the front unconsciously slowed down.

Not only because they saw the horrible scene in front of them, but also because they were rushing forward, the companions around them suddenly fell down one by one, and some of their bodies were torn apart on the spot.

You must know that they are at least three hundred steps away from the enemy's position. It is difficult to save them so far away. If they rush closer, how can they survive?
No one thought that they could break through the [-]-step fire blockade with flesh and blood, only endless fear spread rapidly in everyone's heart.

This fear, as the first person turned and fled, spread like the plague.

"Run away, run away, the enemy has magic weapons, there are magic weapons, there is punishment from heaven, we can't survive..."

The people in front turned around and fled back, while the people behind continued to charge forward without knowing the situation.

The middle-level officer in charge shouted loudly. Seeing that he couldn't stop it, he drew his knife and cut down the two fleeing soldiers one after another, roaring: "No retreat, no retreat, stabilize the formation, stabilize the formation... "

Just as he was raising his knife to cut at No.3 soldier, his body suddenly shook, his eyes widened, the knife in his hand slipped, and he fell backwards.

"The garrison is dead, the garrison is dead, run away..." The soldiers who saw this scene screamed, they couldn't care about anything else, and fled back quickly, and the whole team collapsed immediately.

In the third company position on the new army's side, Song Yunwan smiled, pulled the trigger, loaded the bullet, and aimed at the next target again.

(End of this chapter)