the world is at stake

Mr. Jiang shrank his neck, turned his head and ran back.I saw a big hole in the vest of the thick pirate, the spine was broken into several pieces, and the flesh and blood were scattered on the ground.

What a great power!

The pirates realized that their side was under attack. The opponent not only attacked early in the morning, but also had very fierce weapons.With just one blow, four old brothers who had followed the Jiang family for many years died.

This is the manpower gathered from the old man of the Jiang family, from the servants of the year, the continuation of one generation to the next, all of them are loyal and hard to find, and they are the greatest reliance for the Jiang family to gain a foothold in Songjiang Mansion.

"Young master, hide quickly." Another pirate stretched out his hand to protect Mr. Jiang and hide towards the corner of the street. "The enemy is fierce, let's avoid it a little bit. Wait for the brothers to go up and chop them first."

Mr. Jiang stooped to run, and looked back.It's okay if you don't look at it, but it's even more shocking and frightening when you look at it.Isn't the black armor and iron helmet on the opposite side the Xinhua rebels? The whole Songjiang family is dressed like this, so easy to recognize.

This traitor didn't hide in Qinglong Town and was slaughtered, but he ran out to die.One of them is tall and strong, isn't he Zhou Qingfeng, the leader of the rebels?

"Zhou Thief is cunning, I recognize him even when he turns to ashes." Mr. Jiang shouted angrily, "Come on, come on, these people are using firecrackers. It takes at least [-] to [-] breaths of gunpowder once."

Fighting at sea, long weapons are not easy to use, and bows and arrows made of beef tendon and fish glue are even more useless.The Jiang family's pirates are good at short knives, and they also like to carry powerful short firecrackers - inspired by matchlocks.

After recognizing Zhou Qingfeng, Mr. Jiang even recognized that the opponent was holding a firecracker, especially seeing the opponent's gun butt on the ground after shooting, and the gesture of pulling out the cleaning rod, he decided that it was an opportunity to rush up and fight.

The distance between the two sides is very close, less than 20 meters.

Pirates kept running out of the houses in the streets of the town, seeing the corpses on the ground, and then looking at the big man in black armor opposite, they all rushed up screaming.The short firearms they brought had no time to light the matchlocks, so all they could use were short knives.

Mr. Jiang had already hid at the corner of the street, stuck out half of his head and looked out.Seeing at least a dozen of his own people rushing up, he jumped out joyfully and shouted: "Hack the Zhou thief to death, and reward you with a hundred taels of silver!"

Giving money is more effective than any incentive. The pirates stepped a little faster, scrambling to move forward.But the reloading speed of the opposite firecracker is much faster than expected.

Especially Zhou Qingfeng, with quick and accurate gestures, took out the die-cast cylindrical black powder from the ammunition box behind his waist, and stuffed it into the barrel of the gun together with the bullet with the bullet holder.

Others are not strong enough, and the cleaning rod has to be pressed repeatedly to press the projectile and gunpowder to the end.Zhou Qingfeng's grasp was accurate, his movements were nimble, and he succeeded in the first attempt like flowing clouds and flowing water.

Others took 20 seconds to reload at the fastest, but Zhou Qingfeng was dazzlingly fast. After reloading, he raised his gun and shot, sharp and precise.

A pirate on the opposite side saw that the gun was aimed at him, and threw a hatchet with his hands in a very sophisticated manner, intending to interfere with the shooting.

The blade of the ax slashed at Zhou Qingfeng's forehead.But his posture of holding the gun remained the same, he just tilted his head, let the hatchet fly past his ear with a strong wind, and pulled the trigger.

The built-in bolt fired the paper primer, which ignited the black powder in the chamber.

The deflagration of the gunpowder pushed the cork bullet holder, and the round-headed projectile in the bullet holder rotated along the rifling line, and was pushed out of the muzzle by the high-temperature gas, hitting the pirates who had approached several meters away.

The pirate had just thrown the hatchet, and he didn't even change his forward posture. The unloaded bullet circled and hit his cheek with [-] joules of kinetic energy.

The entire face swelled instantly, and the flesh shattered like porcelain, exposing the blood and bones inside.The bones were also crushed into powder, mixed with the white brain tissue, and peeled off together with the hair.

With a bang, half of the face and the back of the head were gone.The corpse continued to rush forward a few steps, and fell in front of Zhou Qingfeng.

The other members of the military team did not have such a fast reloading speed. Facing the approaching threat, they simply pulled out the double-barreled flintlock pistols on their waists, aimed at the enemies at close range and fired.

Flintlock guns are not uncommon, but the flintlock guns that can be used when pulled out are also double-barreled.

There were only three or four who could really rush forward, and they were knocked down by flintlock pistols.The pirates at the back didn't know why, but they were instantly frightened.The sound of the gunshots made people turn around and run away uncontrollably.

But once the pirates turned around, they shot from the back more happily, without any psychological pressure—the military team plus Zhou Qingfeng, five people, each with two flintlock pistols pinned to their thighs, and they fired as soon as they took them out. Throw it, take it out and hit it again.

On the street leading to the wharf in Zhaogang Township, gunshots rang out, and gunpowder smoke filled the air.After the twenty rounds of ammunition were fired, half the street was covered by white smoke, and nothing could be seen.

Mr. Jiang just jumped out and yelled loudly, but when he heard bullets raining down from the opposite side, he shrank back to the corner in fright.The pirates who kept pouring out lost their momentum of rushing forward without thinking, and began to look for cover and probe their brains.

After two or three minutes of silence, the morning breeze blew away the gunpowder smoke, revealing its true face on the not-so-large street.I saw a dozen or so people lying down between two rows of low houses, half of them dead or injured.

The long-barreled flintlock gun is powerful, and one shot is almost certain to kill, even if it hits the limbs, it cannot stop the blood.The portable short-barreled pistol was weak, and if it missed the vital point, it would be fatal for a while, and the wounded fell to the ground, moaning and crying.

Mr. Jiang only felt his scalp go cold, but he didn't expect that the mere five people on the opposite side could cause such a large amount of damage.He was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses.Looking carefully, most of the casualties were pirates from other families, and the Jiang family's losses were not too great.

"Fortunately, fortunately, there are not many deaths in my family. This Xinhua rebel really has such a trick."

Mr. Jiang gritted his teeth, and seeing that there was no one on the other side of the street, he waved his hand and shouted at the evasive pirates: "What are you afraid of, the enemy has shot the prepared lead, and he must be hiding to charge the medicine, hurry up and go!" Find them and chop them up!"

These words sound reasonable, but the casualties on the street are too heavy, even the pirates who have been rampant for many years are afraid.These people are usually able to massacre the village, but today they died inexplicably.

Mr. Jiang was cursing from behind, pushing and kicking, driving the pirates forward, "Sea dog, old bald man, lead your people to surround you from both sides. The gang of rebels can't escape far, they must be nearby.

Shopkeeper Qian, what are you hiding from?Three or four of your people died, and if you don’t avenge them, can you still serve the crowd?Don't call out the rest of you yet, let's go together. "

Mr. Jiang named all the pirate leaders and called them out one by one.The more than 300 pirates who entered the town last night also heard the movement, and appeared one after another with their pants up and their knives in hand.

Waiting to realize that there are many people and power, the pirates regained [-]% to [-]% of their courage, blatantly clamoring to chop and kill.They had an absolute advantage in number, and they crowded the two or three streets leading to the pier.

When dozens of people in the lead squeezed to the pier, they jumped up and cursed at once—Zhou Qingfeng cut the cables of many ships, and then simply kicked over the braziers on the ships. Seven or eight ships were on fire, and the flames were blazing.

Jiang's boat was also burned, but Mr. Jiang didn't rush forward any more.He hid behind and looked around, asking constantly, "Did you see those Xinhua rebels? Where did they go?"

Dozens of pirates wanted to save their own boats, but they crowded together on the pier, shoulder to shoulder.Just when they were in a hurry to put out the fire, they heard the loud and clear sound of the trumpet coming from the willow forest tens of meters away.

Someone was yelling at the top of their lungs... "Put the gun on your shoulder, let's go."

Before the sound fell, a square team came out of the willow forest. There are 15 people in a row, all men in their [-]s and [-]s, marching forward in neat steps.

The leader acted as the commander, standing at the side of the queue, carrying a long-barreled flintlock gun, and shouted again after walking a dozen steps, "Stand still, first row, aim with the gun."

No.50 man with a tense face, his footsteps stopped, and his body stopped.The flintlock gun carried on the shoulder was put down, turned to the butt to rest on the shoulder, and the muzzle was aimed at the chaotic pirates about three to forty meters away.

Where did the pirates on the pier see this?

On the opposite side, one by one looked like wooden stakes, stomping, stepping, and chanting slogans, as if they were acting.

Not to mention the dozens of pirates on the pier who turned their heads in a daze, even the two or three hundred pirates who were still in the town felt baffled.

Standing NO.50 men are all sweating, this is their first battle.They are all urbanites who have only eaten chicken but never killed chickens. This is the first time they have lined up for shooting.

Before the platoon commander shouted 'fire', a few grenades were thrown from somewhere.The cylindrical projectile fell among the pirates on the pier, hitting one or two people on the head, causing several shouts and curses.

The built-in fuse was whistling and smoking, and wherever the projectile rolled, the pirates would jump out of the way in surprise.Before they could figure out what was going on, the grenade exploded in the crowd.

The body is cast iron, pre-grooved.Make sure that there are more than [-] pieces of fragments after the explosion, so as not to cause an explosion in half.

This bombing caused shrapnel to fly across the sky, and the pirates crowded at the pier suddenly turned on their backs, howling and mourning.One by one, they were running around like headless chickens.

Before the survivors could find a place to hide, the group of 'wooden stakes' on the opposite side fired a volley of guns.

"Fire!" The platoon commander shouted, and there was a thunderous explosion around him, and his ears were buzzing.

The 15 people in the first row pulled the trigger, felt a slight bump on their shoulders, white smoke came out of the muzzle, and the bullet was shot out.Regardless of whether they hit or not, they immediately retracted their guns and turned around to walk back.

The second row did not move, only listened to the order and aimed the gun, and continued to pull the trigger towards the most densely populated area of ​​pirates.Intensive gunfire sounded again, and the white smoke became more intense.

In the third row, I had to take a few steps forward and pass through the white smoke to see the target on the opposite side clearly.The same is according to the gun, aiming, firing, turning around and retreating.

After the first round, the NO.50 men in the three rows all entered the loading state.

The gun platoon commander was so nervous that he stared wide-eyed and looked around carefully, looking around from front to back and left to right.He was afraid that there would be pirates who were vicious, determined, and fearless of death, and had the courage to charge forward with a volley of guns.

Once an enemy rushes up, the platoon commander must immediately order at least one platoon to stop reloading and draw out a self-defense pistol—at this time, it is too late for the spear "assistant police" who are adjusted at the back, and must rely on themselves.

But in fact, the pirates on the opposite side were completely dumbfounded.

This is another grenade and a volley gun, and the firepower density is unexpectedly strong.A dozen people were killed and injured by the fragments on the spot, and finally they were fired upon by platoon guns from three to 40 meters away, and another dozen people fell down.

Most of the pirates who could still stand still were too frightened to move, they neither ran nor hid, and looked at the direction of the willow forest stupidly.But what they were waiting for was the second wave of grenades.

Seeing this smoky thing again, the pirates finally understood that this thing would explode.There were 30 to [-] people left on the pier, and they all fled away with a bang, and no one dared to stay where they were.

Even the sea bandits rushing from the town retreated in unison, for fear of being contaminated by this inconspicuous but deadly explosive.

In half a minute, the NO.50 man performed supernormally, finished loading the battlefield, and returned again.Finding that no opponent is as sharp as their own, their confidence is greatly increased, their hands and feet are stable, and their brains are much more agile.

"All are there, 60 meters in front of the right side of the target. The first row, aim with the gun." The brother who directed the row of guns also heaved a sigh of relief.He stared at the other pirates who were watching from a distance. The distance was farther, but the enemies were denser.

Mr. Jiang huddled on the streets of the town, as shocked as the other pirates.

When doing business at sea, there will always be a few earthen cannons on board, even the "Franco" cannon with a gun.The pirates are no strangers to the sound of artillery and thunder.

But on land, I haven't seen anyone who can play firearms with such power.

"The Xinhua rebels don't fight with swords and guns, but they are good at firearms." Mr. Jiang finally got a little scared, and half of the casualties on the pier were subordinates of the Jiang family.This death is like harvesting wheat in the field, and it is too fast.

"Back back, back, back to the town."

Chapter 20

According to the gun, aim, fire!

When the impact caused by the ignition of the propellant reached his shoulders, Liu Fuyang felt that his spirit had been sublimated.Men, don't they just like to play with guns?In his bones, he has the idea of ​​punishing the evil and promoting the good to be a hero.

Although the forty-centimeter-long barrel can't hit far, it is more than enough to deal with pirates more than thirty meters away.

Liu Fuyang originally had myopia and had to wear glasses, but after being injected with a 'special serum', the facial expressions of targets 30 meters away could be distinguished.

The volley of guns was deafening.

The gunpowder smoke made it hard to breathe, but when Liu Fuyang smelled it, he praised in his heart: "Oh, that's the feeling, the feeling of being a hero on the battlefield."

Projectiles fly out of the chamber, the cork holding the breather shatters, and the [-]mm bullets fly outward on their own.

Within the effective range, the pig iron warhead is very powerful.It is hard and brittle, has a certain armor-piercing ability, has obvious cavity effect, and will shatter after hitting.

Due to the short distance and accurate shooting, the hit rate of volley guns exceeds 50.00%.Liu Fuyang could clearly see that after his side opened fire, blood sprayed from the pirates on the opposite side.

The pirates gathered at the pier suffered two rounds of critical attacks, over [-]% of them were killed or injured, and the rest fled quickly.They didn't have the ability to fight back against the volley of guns as they imagined.

In the third round of shooting, the commander of the platoon guns aimed at the entrance of the town where there were more enemies.Two or three hundred pirates were crowded 60 meters away, trying to escape backwards.

Mr. Jiang was the fastest to escape.Seeing people coming out of the willow forest, his heart skipped a beat.The casualties caused by this round of firearm output are comparable to a battle involving thousands of people.

No kidding, the army at the end of Ming Dynasty was like this.

"Zhou thief is cunning, really cunning. He has such combat power but has been hiding all the time, and he doesn't answer the magistrate, so he was waiting for this moment to show off his power."

Mr. Jiang ran along the streets of Zhaogang Town, listening to the continuous gunshots and screams behind him.He cursed in hatred, "The surname Zhou is too forbearing, this is to make a knife against my Jiang family. I am at odds with him!"

After the third round of platooning, the pier and the open space at the entrance of the town turned into a bloody slaughterhouse.There were about seventy or eighty casualties.The pirates didn't have the morale and ability to fight a tough battle. When they found that their opponent was too strong, they turned around and fled.

The streets and alleys of Zhaogang Town are too narrow, and there are at most five people standing in a row.The platoon commander did not order the phalanx to enter the town, but quickly closed the team and maneuvered to another intersection outside the town according to the predetermined plan.

The 'Associate Police' equipped with spears were ordered to enter the town in squads and drive the pirates out of the complicated streets and alleys.These ten-year-old and half-children were also anxious at first, but when the volley of guns fired, their morale immediately soared.

The officials and thieves who ran rampant in the south of the Yangtze River were nothing more than that, they were slaughtered like chickens by their masters, and they had no power to fight back.

"Come with me. Take the squad as a unit, cover the front and back, and clear the battlefield first." Zhou Qingfeng and other five members of the hunting team appeared from nowhere and led the platoons forward one by one.

Side by side, half-children, holding spears, entered the dock along the dirt road.On the wharf paved with blue strips of stone, there are corpses with severed arms everywhere, and those who are still waiting to die are wailing.

"Use your spears to stab these bastards to death." Zhou Qingfeng ordered loudly.

The 'assistant police' used spear points to poke, poke the corpses, and poke the wounded. In short, no one was left alive.After being poked once, these half-sized children were either extremely aroused by the strong blood, or vomited on the spot.

Some pirates hid in the aquatic plants by the pier, and some dived into the water trying to escape, but they were all found out and stabbed to death one by one.Some fled underwater to the other side of the river, and were shot dead by a long-barreled flintlock gun as soon as they emerged.

Seeing how powerful the firecracker in Chief Zhou's hand was, the 'assistant police' cheered repeatedly, and the little fear of the government pirates in their hearts was also emptied.They thought it would be a fierce battle, but they didn't expect it to be so easy.

"Form up and enter the town. There are still many enemies that have not been eliminated. Find them room by room." Zhou Qingfeng quickly completed reloading and commanded five squads to enter the town.

The pirates broke up and fled in all directions instinctively. Some of them would also want to find a place to hide, and they would inevitably hide in the houses where they bullied them last night.

The 'assistant police' guarded the only few intersections in the town, and then searched street by street.As long as there is a search, there will be chickens and dogs jumping around, and casualties are inevitable.

Mr. Jiang was dizzy at this moment, and only ran in the opposite direction of the pier.

He took the lead, and at least hundreds of pirates followed naturally.When they passed through the town, they suddenly found a group of people emerging from the forest of seven or eight meters opposite. They were the Xinhua rebels who came to block them.

When the two sides met, there was a cry.

The pirates subconsciously turned around again, and Mr. Jiang also turned around, but he didn't know who hit him, and four or five people followed him and squeezed him to the ground.

The moment he fell, Mr. Jiang suddenly thought that with a distance of only a dozen steps, at most two or three breaths, his side had a chance to pounce on it.

As long as you rush forward and fight hand to hand, you can still win.

This was the case when fighting to the death with officers and soldiers in the early years, it just depends on who has the momentum.

But after thinking about it, the scene was too chaotic, and no pirate was willing to sacrifice himself to block bullets.They just turned around and ran away, but collided with the companions who rushed up from behind.

The gun platoon commander was also terrified by this sudden encounter, and immediately shouted: "Draw your pistol and fire."

At first, there were only four or five members of the "Holy Light" who came out from behind the bamboo forest. They couldn't hold their guns steady even if they were frightened, and they pulled the trigger casually in the direction of the enemy-often there was no response to the trigger, and it was found that the gun was not safe.

But the psychological advantage brings opportunities to the 'Holy Light' side.After the flintlock pistols were fired, two more waves of short-barreled pistols came.The team members following behind lined up naturally, forming a continuous firepower output.

Both sides are at extremely close range, which can be called a "face-to-face" battle, but justice is still executing the one-sided punishment.The pirates cried and howled after being beaten, leaving behind more than [-] casualties, and turned to escape.

The pirate who pushed Mr. Jiang down failed to survive, but was shot in the back and died on the spot.

Instead, it was Mr. Jiang who fell down and avoided the continuous firearm strikes.Taking advantage of the gap between the reloading of the 'Holy Light' side, he crawled out from the pile of corpses and continued to run dizzily.

When fleeing for his life, Mr. Jiang looked back, and the Xinhua rebels on the opposite side were also in a daze, but they just pretended that they had no time to pay attention to him.

With just one glance, he understood that the opponent must have missed the lead with continuous output.At this moment, not to mention organizing hundreds of brothers, even if a dozen brothers, or even seven or eight brothers rush forward with knives, the defeat can be reversed.