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Buddha Chapter 165

Wushan County connects Hubei to the south and Fengjie to the west, and is the gateway to the east of Sichuan. ▲∴ The county spans both sides of the Yangtze River, while the county town is built at the triangle point where the Yangtze River meets the Daning River.

The county town is built on the riverside mountain, and a long staircase is built on the riverside wharf to the south gate of the county town. The 720 staircases are like a ladder.

At this time, the King of Sweeping and the King of Ten Antis were following the ranks with the bandits.

"The thief is here!"

The guards on the south gate of Wushan made a terrified report. The magistrate Wang Qiren stroked the battlements, and looked at the flames and his legs became weak. He finally believed that the Hubei soldiers came to suppress the bandits.

On the side, compared to the panic and fear of Wushan officials and other Wushan officials and civilians, Cao Duan, the left general of the Jiutou Bird, who was responsible for the city, was calm, not only not panic and nervous, but also a little excited and joyful.

"I finally came, I'm ready to wait, and I'm so sleepy."

Thousands of bandits were walking up the steep steps, and they were wearing torches, like stars and animals everywhere.

"Are you a sneak attack or a force attack?" Cao Duan said to the officers around him with disdain. In his opinion, if the thieves want to sneak attack, then try to be careful not to make such a big noise. It is best to touch it quietly in a dark and lit manner, so that it is more successful.

"Bandit bandits are bandits, and they only rely on one go to avoid the real and attack the virtual." A nine-headed bird officer replied. If they hadn't appeared here suddenly, perhaps with the number of five thousand, these thieves would have no need to sneak in dealing with a small county without troops.

"The war is not like this. Even if the lions and rabbits are still using all their strength, even if the thieves are powerful, they will only increase unnecessary losses in such a swarm of attacks." Cao Duan retorted. He really looked down on the thieves' tactics. In the Nine-Headed Bird Army, the officers have become accustomed to Liu Jun's method of leading troops, that is, soldiers are precious, and any battle must be deployed in precision and detailed calculations. In short, casualties must be minimized.

"Are there any thiefs? How many soldiers are worthy of? Anyway, as long as you keep the old thief under your command, you will be able to gather again if you fail. As long as you find a loophole for them to grab one or two cities, they will be able to carry another soldier at any time. No matter how much they die, they will not feel distressed."

Cao Duan also had to admit that what his subordinates said made sense, "These damn thieves!"

They were chatting calmly there, but Wang Qiren was very calm over there. He brought his subordinates and the wealthy families in the city to come, but Cao Duan's soldiers did not stop them.

"Ignore these idiots. I dared to be unreasonable to our general before. If the general hadn't allowed him, I would have killed them, the little magistrate. I would have dared to be so arrogant." Cao Duan looked over there and ignored him at all.

The nine-headed officers had no good feelings for Wang Qiren. In fact, when they were in Macheng, the county magistrate Lu Jinxi was also a Jinshi on both lists. But they had never been so rude to them.

"These damn gods, we come to save their lives, but they will still be a civil servant to us. If we weren't here, these thieves would have slaughtered Wushan City tonight."

The thieves quickly approached. They carried a lot of bamboo ladders over, intending to rob the city directly.

"The bandits are still sending them to death so urgently."

The bandits were indeed out of order. The people in front rushed to the city. Without waiting for the people behind to arrive, they did not complete a team and started to set up ladders to climb the city. The walls of Wushan City were less than three meters high, and there were no trenches, urns, sheep and horse walls, and there were no enemy towers on the top of the city, and there were no soldiers in the city.

"Fire the cannons, why don't you fire the cannons? Fire the cannons quickly." Wang Qiren and his group were blocked on the top of the city and could not get close to Wang Qian and other officers, but they had long seen these Hubei generals with many muskets and cannons in their hands. But until the thieves calmly approached the city and began to set up ladders, the defenders on the top of the city had not fired a single shot.

He immediately became anxious, jumped and shouted.

Unfortunately, the Nine-Headed Warrior ignored him.

Although the thieves are already under the city, since the attack order has not been issued above, no matter how many thieves come, they will not fire a single shot. This is the concept that all the soldiers and generals of Jiutou have been constantly instilled since they entered the camp.

The drums are endless, even if the swords and fires are ahead, they must rush up. The sound of gold is heard, even if the gold and silver are ahead, they must withdraw their troops immediately and must not look back.

The soldiers who were patrolling the city with the word "Zhuo" written on the robes, they were not ordinary soldiers, but military prisoners directly under General Qian, who were specifically responsible for checking military discipline and supervising operations. On the battlefield, if they dared not obey orders, such as abandoning the battle and fleeing, they would be punished on the spot.

If anyone dares to attack without orders, his name will be recorded. Originally, in the Qi family's army, for deserters or those who are afraid of fighting, they would have to cut off one ear directly. Those who have their ears were declared to be executed after the war. Their only way to survive was to be able to kill the enemy's head on the battlefield and use this to atone for the sins after the war.

Ye Tianlong held the flying dragon gun in his hand tightly, and his nervous heart was beating violently. He saw that the bandits were gathering more and more under the city, but there was no movement on it.

"Squad leader, why haven't you started playing?"

Team leader Yu Jiahe was also extremely nervous. He was one of the hundreds of players who participated in the Battle of Tiger Heads. He was originally just an ordinary private. He only joined the Battle of Tiger Heads for less than a month. In the Battle of Tiger Heads, his performance could only be said to be ordinary, but after the Battle of Nine-headed Bird Tiger Heads, the team expanded more than ten times, and he was also promoted to the team leader with his qualifications.

"Don't talk nonsense, just wait for the order." Yu Jiahe glared at Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong was a refusing to be honest. After a moment, he opened his mouth and said, "I guess Mr. Qian is going to wait for these thieves to stand tightly."

"Just your fucking smart."

At this time, the order was finally sent to the soldiers to light the fuse. Yu Jiahe hurriedly squatted against the female wall, began to take out the fire stick and blow it up, and then ignited the fuse wrapped around his wrists by the team of gunmen under his command. Yu Jiahe's team of troops was a fire gun team, a team of twelve people, and even eleven of them were equipped with flying dragon guns, and only one fire gun was not equipped with a fire gun.

According to normal training, lit the fuse on the battlefield, and that is to prepare for battle.

Ye Tianlong clamped the ignition and blown fuse into the faucet clip. The musket had already loaded bullets, and the gunpowder pool had already been loaded with gunpowder. Everything was ready.

After Yu Jiahe lit the fuse for all the gunmen, he looked at the city, then retracted and said to his team members, "Okay, now I will repeat the style of play this time. Our team is divided into three teams, each team is four people. The two squad leaders and I are the squad leaders. We are responsible for specializing in firing guns. The other three remaining people in each team are responsible for cleaning the gun chamber, one is responsible for loading ammunition, and one is responsible for clamping the fuse. We are in groups of four, fucking, do you understand?"

Because the Nine-Headed Bird is so powerful that there are a large number of new recruits in the battalion and have not been trained for much time. Therefore, although each gunner is equipped with a new flying dragon gun and has basically fired hundreds of live ammunitions, this kind of training still cannot produce many excellent gunners at once.

Therefore, before this battle, after discussing with the officers, Liu Jun decided to temporarily adopt a new tactic, that is, to make a battle group of four gunners, select the one with the best shooting skills to act as the shooter, and the other three act as the loader, which can not only ensure the shooting speed but also improve the shooting accuracy.

At the top of the city under the night sky, Yu Jiahe held a gun and began to stare at the city tower. It was the wartime command of the Zuo General Qian, which was also the place where the left flag commander was. At night, the training of the Nine-headed Bird was to pass the command through the lights and drums.

Suddenly, three red lanterns rose from the city tower, followed by a trumpet representing an attack.

Yu Jiahe, who had been a little annoyed after waiting, suddenly felt that the blood in his body was boiling. He held the flying dragon gun and pressed his cheeks against his shoulders, facing the dense thief under the city, locking the target and pulling the plate machine.

The sound of banging muskets shooting came one after another, and the gunmen on the left fired together, and the sound of fried beans bursting sounded on the top of the city, and then countless white smoke spread out.

After firing a shot, Yu Jiahe didn't even have time to check the results of his gun. The smoke in front of him was too thick, and he couldn't wait. He put away the empty fire gun and handed it to the first person beside him. He picked up the loaded musket from the side. At this time, the smoke from the first shot had dispersed, and he aimed at the guy under the fire under the city again, like a guy in the daytime.

Pull the trigger, shoot the lead bullet, then quickly hand the empty gun to the team members beside him, and then lift the loaded musket from the side.

After the continuous gunfire sounded, the artillery at all levels configured by the left part of the city, as well as the artillery department's artillery department, opened fire almost at the same time.

Although the Nine-Headed Birds on the city did not have the powerful thousand-pound red barbarian cannon, the Nine-Headed Birds' cannon is still sufficient. Even if the left part is an infantry department, each flag is equipped with a tiger squat cannon, three tiger squats in one bureau, and an enemy-killing cannon.

The entire left division has the 27 flags of the Three Divisions and Nine Bureaus, which are equipped with twenty-seven tiger squats, nine gates to destroy the enemy, three gates with more than one hundred kilograms of Folang, and one gate with more than three hundred kilograms of medium-sized Folang.

Not to mention, the Artillery Department has half of the firearms in the city, equipped with five large thousand jin Folang machines, ten medium jin Folang machines, twenty small jin Folang machines, one hundred fifty jin Folang machines, and another thirty destroying cannons.

At this time, the total number of guns of various sizes on the top of Wushan City exceeded 100. They opened fire together, and it suddenly seemed like a mountain collapse and tsunami, and the earth was shaking.

At this time, the more than 5,000 bandits who had gathered at the city were immediately attacked by artillery fire. The dense bandits did not expect that there were so many artillery in the small Wushan City, which should have no power to resist.

Before the Ten Anti Kings were bombarded with dense shotguns, they only left the last sentence.

"I'm a grass..." (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
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