Beiyang new warlord

"Shoot quickly! Hit quickly! This is not a head, it's all his mother's money! It's 30 taels a piece, and I'll pay you in cash when you return to Dongjiang! Where the hell are you going to fight! How can you ask for money if you beat your head into a rotten watermelon?" ?”

With the steam engine, the production capacity of Dongjiang's flintlock guns is even more terrifying. The Daming Jiangnan Ordnance Bureau relies on old craftsmen to slowly turn the barrel with a drill. Mao Jue first used a water wheel to drive the machine tool to turn the barrel. Now it is a steam engine. Drilling the barrel, the rifling that is usually difficult to get is also popularized. After the Battle of Mount Garao, Mao Jue immediately began to change equipment on a large scale, but now Wenmeng's regiment is all rifles.

What's more, Dongjiang still uses miniature bullets with pointed ends and empty buttocks. Although the caliber is one size smaller than the rifling, it can be inserted as soon as the cleaning rod is inserted. When the chamber is full, the spinning bullets can shoot with terrifying accuracy in the era of muzzle-loading guns, with a range of 150 meters.

Amidst Wenmeng's yelling, Quiet Mimi touched the first group of lascivious gunpowder behind the thieves, gunpowder, gunpowder, gunpowder, until the third round, those thieves who were blinded by the robbery Only then did I realize that at this time, the thieves who were still crowded at the gate of Zhuangzi were like crops after a storm, knocking down a large area with people and horses.

Seeing the astonishing corpse on the ground, the leader of the thieves obviously lost his mind, raised his saber suddenly, and shouted mournfully.

"Brothers, turn around and kill these Dongjiang bastards!"

Finally something interesting came, the cries and plundering in Zhuangzi were obviously quieter. In the fire that was soaring into the sky, the thieves who had just pulled up their trousers pulled their horses and rushed out with their bows crookedly. Wen Meng also grinned his mouth full of stubble.

"Don't shoot, his mother's head is blown off, what kind of money should I change, put on a bayonet, put on a bayonet! The grandpas haven't moved for a few days, so it's time to exercise with them!"

It really deserves to be the first regiment. Seeing the thumping horse cavalry rushing forward, the veterans not only showed no fear or nervousness, but all grinned grinningly, with the bayonet stuck in the muzzle of their guns clattering in their hands. It's not the robbers, but the silver delivered to the door.

Chapter 395

The cavalry is indeed strong, but it can be divided into any kind of cavalry. Only heavy cavalry can exert impact. Canned cavalry like Byzantium in Western Europe, Napoleon’s cuirassiers, and even the eight-banner cavalry that built slaves, and the Guanning cavalry in Liaozhen are all heavy cavalry. But these thieves are definitely not.

Moreover, the role of cavalry on the frontal battlefield is far less perverted than in TV dramas and movies. How can one cavalry count as a thousand cavalry?

In the Battle of Agincourt, less than 6000 British longbow troops defeated more than [-] heavy troops composed of French knights and crossbowmen. There are also many battlefields. As long as the infantry groups are not panicked, they should be arranged in a tight formation. However, it is too common to hang and beat the knights who rushed to the front, and the halberds of the Swiss phalanx have beaten the Teutonic Knights many times.

Under such circumstances, hundreds of thieves with scattered formations and panicked thieves followed Dongjiang's well-trained bayonet infantry phalanx. It feels like a villain to kill.

The fierce battle lasted for about [-] minutes before it came to an abrupt end. The thieves who lost more than half threw their knives and turned around and fled. The knights of the first group who had been ordered to watch from behind finally stretched out comfortably. , gracefully drew out the saber, and followed behind to harvest the heads.

A dozen thieves ran dizzy under the pressure of the bayonets, and ran back to the village along the suspension bridge. Several Dongjiang soldiers with bloody bayonets were grinning and wanted to follow, but just stepped on the suspension bridge, they But suddenly he was stunned, the whistle chief in front raised his hand to stop the pursuit, several soldiers pulled the rope of the suspension bridge door, and closed the Zhuangzi door again, the thieves were still in shock, the last impression was that The whistle chief stroked his left chest with his elegant right hand, bent down and made a gesture of invitation.

But at any rate, I got rid of the pursuers. I was ripped off the horse by pieces of bayonets, and then stabbed into a honeycomb. Some brothers were intentionally tortured and killed. The impression hasn't faded until now, and the thieves sat on the ground limply one after another.

Everyone is sweating profusely, but it feels like the rest of their lives. I don’t know which thieves suddenly started laughing nervously. One infects two, and two infects a group. A dozen or so thieves are lucky to be there together. Laughing loudly, the laughter seemed to suppress the crackling sound of the burning fire a lot.

However, the laughter suddenly stopped abruptly, and the ferocious faces covered with sweat froze there, and Sasha's voice sounded again, next to Dongjiang, Denglai Road is not short of iron, in the astonished expressions of those thieves , farmers carrying hoes, sickles, and dung forks, and even women with rolling pins in their hands shook their hands a few miles away, with blood-red eyes surrounded by alleys in all directions.

"You guys don't come here, get out of here, don't come here, ahhhhhhh!!!"

Yu Dacheng was a little silly.

When he woke up early in the morning, he was greeted with a bloody smell. Three to four hundred people were killed in his army, and only five were slaughtered. Now the eight hundred horses are a neat family, and only one head is left. In front of his yamen, although there is only one head left.

flutter~

There were several blood holes in one thigh, and lime was used to stop the bleeding. The grinning and screaming bandit leader was ruthlessly placed in the lobby of the yamen, with a toothpick in his mouth, and Wen Meng punched the hall in a foolish way.

"Master Futai, catch the thief! I leave it to you!"

Seeing the grinning bandit leader, Fang Bingwen, the teacher who was following Yu Dacheng, obviously twitched his eyelids, and then he jumped out as if his tail had been scalded, yelling angrily.

"You said these are thieves or thieves? Who knows if you Dongjiang barbarians killed good people and pretended to be meritorious?"

"Master Futai!"

The head of Weisuo Zhuang who was kneeling on the ground suddenly became anxious, and opened his mouth to distinguish. Who knew that Song Xiance interrupted him with a smile and waved his hand, and gestured behind him with his thumb arrogantly.

"There are about [-] live horses at the gate. This master, if you always kill the good and pretend to kill forty live horses, it will be considered that we have killed the good and pretended to be meritorious!"

"Damn you"

"Bingwen, that's enough!"

Yu Dacheng's words made Master Fang tremble uncontrollably, full of fear, he had to fold his fists to plead guilty and retreat.After he retreated, Yu Dacheng finally showed a smile on his gloomy old face, and walked out from behind the koan with a smile.

It’s really called a black cat and a white cat. It’s a good cat if it can get the status of a mouse. Wen Meng and this Shorty Song have completely relieved him of a big problem. Dacheng would not be happy to find that.

But just when the old man was about to give a burst of unnutritious praise, a few yamen servants at the door suddenly rushed in in a hurry.

"My lord! I heard that these thieves were punished. In the city, Master Zhao and Xu have prepared pig and sheep flower wine. They want to thank you, lord, eh! This is not it!"

Looking at the thieves head who was thrown into the main hall, screaming and moaning like a mangy dog ​​with a broken leg, the leading policeman couldn't help being stunned, and Yu Dacheng's expression tensed all of a sudden, and he asked hastily.

"Do you know this dog?"

"My lord, isn't this the Lord Cao Zhacao, who followed Mr. Liu to our Dengzhou a few days ago?"

"Hugh's talking nonsense!"

It was Fang Bingwen again, yelling like a vicious dog again, which scared the policeman to jump, but unfortunately, Song Xiance thought he was farting completely, and hugging his arms, he groaned with a sinister smile.

"Ho Ho, caught a big fish!"

He also took Fang Bingwen's words as fart, and Yu Dacheng waved his hand excitedly: "Come here, take this beast down and keep it under strict supervision. The governor will personally write a memorial to drive this bastard surnamed Liu out of Shandong!"

The trend of losing the dignity of the imperial court in the late Ming Dynasty became more and more obvious. If Yu Dacheng, a governor, wrote a letter of impeachment during the Wanli period, he, Liu Zeqing, could move his head. Liu Zeqing, a soldier, unexpectedly came to attack Yu Dacheng and impeached Yu Dacheng.

The extent to which Emperor Chongzhen was confused is also evident. The court actually came to make peace, and did not blame either party, but issued a strict order to both parties, ordering him to strangle Denglai Jinan before October. The thieves and bandits in the room, otherwise they will all be punished.

The battlefield of this game has returned to Shandong from the imperial court.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

The beard was so angry that it flew up and knocked on the table. Yu Dacheng blushed and roared deafeningly. However, looking at a huge black arrow on the sand table, more than a dozen generals in Denglaidao were silent.

Of course, Wen Meng and Song Xiance are not included here. Wen Meng is bored counting how many strands of hair he has.Song Xiance, who put on his official robe again, found a wooden pier to cushion his feet, and squeezed his big head into it with great effort.

Still with a mournful face and a crow's mouth, the master Fang Bingwen looked like he couldn't live anymore, holding his fists beside Yu Dacheng.

"Futai, if it doesn't work, let's go with Mr. Liu! He has 1 Liao soldiers! Our Denglai Dao plus one is only [-] soldiers, and most of them are useless. I really want to be in a hurry. This reckless man, Dengzhou Prefecture will be ruined."

"Presumptuous! I am a dignified official of the imperial court, a second-rank official, defending one side for His Majesty, how can I bow my head like this rough scum! How will you let me face my colleague Your Majesty in the future?"

Where could he swallow this breath, Yu Dacheng just opened his mouth to reject Fang Bingwen, and then he clasped his fist at Song Xiance angrily.

"Song Zanhua, the governor felt that Liu Zeqing's soldiers and horses were not allowed to enter our Dengzhou, and asked Song Zanhua to quickly revise the book Dongjiang, so that Governor Mao would send the Liao division again!"

The Liao soldiers led by Liu Zeqing are amazing?My son-in-law also has some Liao soldiers under his command!

It's a pity that Song Xiance didn't work hard at this time. Looking at the sand table, he subconsciously shook his head.

"Futai, there is too little time. The general's heavy troops are now in Heilongjiang. Even if a hundred thousand rush to come here, it will take at least fifteen days to take a sea boat. But this Liu Zeqing has planned for a long time, and his troops have already reached Pingdu. , you can enter Dengzhou in three days.”

It was the first time that Song Xiance's big head was so cute, and Fang Bingwen hurriedly persuaded him as if he had found a treasure.

"Futai! Dong Weng! For the sake of the overall situation of Dengzhou! He is a reckless man, Mr. Liu, if he asks him to scrape some money, he will scrape some money! Swordsmen have no eyes!"