As the shouts continued to spread, more and more soldiers threw away the muskets in their hands, stood up as the Black Dragon Legion sharpshooters ordered, and moved them in the direction designated by their calls.

There, outside the effective range of the musket, two sharpshooters with guns were standing, waiting for the prisoners to take the initiative to walk over.

“Damn it!

The soldiers of the Li Wei rebels were indeed experienced in wars, and they were still so cautious under such a great advantage."

Jorgen sneaked into the direction guided by Levi's rebel soldiers, and was already angry.

With the first surrendered soldier and no example of being beaten to death, the number of surrendered soldiers will naturally become more and more. They are really scared by the Black Dragon Legion.

Until dozens of people arrived at the designated location of the Levi rebels and were held on the ground by two sharpshooters, no new soldiers stood up and continued to surrender.

Just then, Jorgen's eyes lit up because he heard a sound of approaching footsteps.

At this time, Rossell, who was lying in the half-human grass, not only heard it, but also saw the shady legs in the distance.

This shows that someone in Li Wei's rebels finally got out of the bunker and began to clean up the battlefield!

"When he gets closer, I'll kill him!"

Jorgen, who dared not reveal his head to observe, listened to the cautious footsteps and recited silently in his heart.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came into his ears.

Rossel knew that if he couldn't get up again, he would definitely be discovered and beaten to death by the other party.

But Rossell never thought of surrendering to Levi's rebels because...

"I'm a Gironte!"

While shouting, Rossel got up from the spot at the fastest speed in his life, grabbed the musket with both hands, and half-kneeled on the ground in a skillful posture, pulling the trigger at the Li Wei rebel sharpshooter who was approaching not far away!

Bang ~

The first case of the death of the Li Wei rebel team was found. With Rossell's veteran shooting skills, he had the advantage of the first move at such a close distance, so it was naturally impossible to hit the wrong end.

However, before Rossell's face was stained with wine, there were three gunshots that erupted in no particular order. Rossell, who was half kneeling in the grass, suddenly felt his chest as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he leaned back to the ground like he was exhausted.

Rossell, who was lying on the grass, spitting blood in his mouth while trying to make a smile on his lips, and shouted with the best of his strength in his throat:

"The Girondes are no worse than the Marseille..."

"Captain!"

"Go to your mother, rebels, I'm fighting with you!"

Several soldiers who respected Rosel very much and did not surrender suddenly emerged from behind their bunkers and even from the grass. However, the sharpshooter who was exploring the way was shot to the ground. Before they could find other hidden sharpshooters, they shot several deadly bullets.

These soldiers, who were so excited about their heads, were spitting blood foam and fell to the ground. At this time, their captain Rossell had closed his eyes peacefully and fell into permanent darkness.

Jorgen's eyes were slightly wet. Although he did not show his head and saw Rossel's outburst, how could he be unfamiliar with Rossel's voice?

At this moment, Jorgen knew that he had misunderstood Rossel. It was not that he did not want to resist, but that he was unable to resist...

In the previous attack, once Rossell stood up, he would not only not have any effect, but would also be shot dead by the enemy as soon as possible!

The gunshots stopped, and a few more cheap bodies appeared on the ground again. Not long after, Jorgen heard the familiar footsteps again.

The footsteps this time represent two people!

Obviously, the rebels on the opposite side became more confident when they figured out their own "routines".

Jorgen didn't know that there were still a few soldiers who were like him who were waiting for the last shot with his life, but as he gradually approached, he could no longer wait.

Jorgen suddenly got out of shape and raised his gun and aimed at it as fast as possible!

Unfortunately, Jorgen's musket was not as proficient as his boss Rossell, and the sharpshooter opposite was already prepared and kept holding the gun!

Before Jorgen could pull the trigger, he felt a severe pain coming from under his chest and abdomen, and then he heard several gunshots.

In the severe pain, Jorgen had no way to aim at it. His fingers instinctively pulled the trigger and shot the precious last shot into the sky...

Jorgen fell down. What luckily he was more lucky than Rosel was that he was only hit by one bullet, and even a sharpshooter could not make a gun hit!

After all, they did not use high-precision sniper rifles from later generations.

The fallen Jorgen had no regrets. When he heard the subsequent shouts and roars and gunshots, he no longer cursed those subordinates with poor military quality. He had already hidden this point, but was still easily crushed by the soldiers of Li Wei's rebels...

The difference in individual combat quality between the two sides was too big, so big that Jorgen felt desperate.

"Is this the feeling of life passing?"

Jorgen, who was lying on the ground, raised his palm covering his wounds, with blood dripping on it, and his body gradually became colder.

After the lead ejection is shot into the body, it is easy to break into the muscles and bones of the human body, thus turning into broken lead sheets and flying everywhere in the human body, creating far more serious trauma than surface wounds!

This is why, even in the small wound, it was like a faucet with a gate turned on, and it kept bleeding and even bleeding blood!

As for the fate of lead poison and wound infection, Jorgen could not enjoy it. He was shot below his chest and abdomen, which obviously injured his aorta. The blood rushed to Jorgen felt itchy hands...

Gradually, Jorgen's thinking no longer condensed and hallucinations began to emerge. He himself did not know that this was an illusion.

He ‘dreamed’ the goal he fought for after joining the Revolutionary Army.

In that society, there were no more noble nobles. Officials were very kind to the people and communicated freely like neighbors.

Oppression and exploitation no longer exist. Even the president of the Republic will be punished like civilians after committing crimes...

When his children go to school, they no longer have to face high tuition fees. All poor children can enjoy free education...

This is Jorgen's ideal country, but unfortunately his ideal country cannot be realized even in the 21st century.

Equality is still just a slogan, and injustice is everywhere in society. Not only is education not free, it has also become a battlefield for comparison between parents and even different families!

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Chapter completed!