Daming Yuanfu

Chapter 999 Doing It All (Part [-])
[The anti-theft chapter has been refreshed, with more than 400 words. 】

The shout of "enemy attack" was not slow, but there was actually no practical significance in saying one thing, because Zhang Wanbang's men took advantage of the cover of night to ambush quite close. How many people can avoid the matter between breaths?

Besides, these are not the hidden weapons of martial arts masters. They are explosive firearms, and they don't need to hit the vital parts of the person to cause casualties. Even if they explode two or three feet away from the person's side, this proportion has reached the best Black powder also has a certain power, not to mention that Zhang Wanbang and the others use fragmentation grenades, and the metal fragments filled in the grenades can also cause huge damage to people.

"what……"

"Save me, save me!"

"My leg is broken, give me a hand..."

After a while of people turning their backs and howling ghosts and wolves, the two Mongolian squads had already lost their combat effectiveness under this unexpected blow, especially the little leader of the cavalry part was very unlucky, and he was given a "throat cutting ceremony" by a piece of flying fragments. ", killed on the spot, so that the cavalry part directly lost command, and everyone had to do what they could to escape.

But human beings have thoughts after all, even if they are fleeing for their lives, they are not completely panicked. Right now, they are only four miles away from the camp, and the series of explosions just now might alarm the camp, so most of them subconsciously They all ran in the direction of the camp - except for those poor people who had lost their mobility.

It's a pity that Zhang Wanbang had expected this a long time ago, so these people just ran to the east for twenty or thirty steps, when they found a shadowy figure in front of them, as if someone was there.

If you look closely, you will be out of your wits—it is a group of guys standing neatly in line and holding the new Ming army muskets. Even if they are dressed like horse bandits, the Mongols can tell at a glance that they must be a member of the Ming army.

"Horse Bandits" No one in the Ming army spoke, only one voice yelled angrily: "First row, let go!"

"boom!"

"Stand back in the first row, let the second row go!"

"boom!"

The Mongols who swarmed up received a second devastating blow, especially the cavalry who, relying on luck and fleeing first on horseback, were all brought down by these two rounds of guns at close range.

So far, the two Mongolian teams can completely declare that they have lost any combat effectiveness.

Zhang Wanbang's voice became even more passionate: "Use the bayonet! I'll give you half a stick of incense time to kill all these beasts, leaving no one behind!"

"Kill!" All the servants roared in unison, rushing out behind Zhang Wanbang who was leading the charge.

This place is too close to Tumen and the Huahua camp, Zhang Wanbang didn't hold back at all, and it was easy to kill with his servants.

When this group of people used the torture and murder of pregnant women as bragging capital, they had already declared death in Zhang Wanbang's heart, and now Zhang Wanbang was about to "write off the account."

Zhang Wanbang didn't use a bayonet. Although he knew the advantages of the bayonet as an "instructor", considering his status, he didn't need to hold a rifle at ordinary times. Therefore, he used a special Yanling Saber. The thick and elongated type comes from the Wang family's arsenal.

From the shape of this knife, it can be seen that it has enhanced chopping ability and is suitable for users with strong strength and low strength. Zhang Wanbang was born in the general family, fought in wars since he was a child, and his body has survived well, so it is obviously suitable for this knife.

His sword skills are somewhat similar to Liu Ting's, they are all in the style of going forward and never holding back, blood will be seen when you strike the sword, and you will either die or be disabled when you see blood. Style matters.

After a while of hacking and killing, the Mongols' cries for help and begging for mercy could no longer be heard. Then Zhang Wanbang dragged the knife, pointed it obliquely at the ground, and ordered to his servants: "Don't miss one, regardless of life or death. Tongtong will make another cut, and the head will be cut off and taken away."

It is not completely useless to say that the first-level discussion of merit is not completely useless, at least at this time, at least it is clearer to settle accounts, and there is no fear that some Mongols can pretend to be dead and pass the test.

Surprisingly, someone actually pretended to be dead, and even stabbed a servant with a saber in his forearm before dying.

Zhang Wanbang was furious. He first scolded the careless servant and ordered someone to bandage him. Then he was so angry that the cavalrymen of the Chaohua Department who had been decapitated by the servants who had been surrounded by them were three times and five times divided. Dead body.

Then he glanced at the Tumen Camp, and said with a sneer, "They found out that something was wrong, but unfortunately they moved too slowly, so they only sent people now. Let's go, lead the horses in the woods, and let's go back and give orders."

In fact, we can’t blame Tumen and Chaohua for their slow movements. In fact, the rate of night blindness among Mongolians is not low. When it’s already dark, if you want to send people out, you have to first pick people. go.

This situation is the same for the Ming army, but to be honest, the Ming army may have a certain advantage, because the family troops are usually able to adapt to the night, and the proportion of night blindness is very low.

If you can count the highly pragmatic armed servants, the armed servants of his Gao family may have the lowest night blindness in this era, which is close to zero. This has a lot to do with his knowledge of the causes of night blindness and the diet to avoid night blindness relation.

After a stick of incense, Zhang Wanbang walked on the familiar mountain road, turned his head and glanced at the Mongolian cavalrymen who had just run to the "spot of the incident", and said with a sneer, "A bunch of trash, they deserve farts."

Uncle Dong beside him said with emotion: "Ten years ago, if we could always fight such battles, that would be great."

Zhang Wanbang was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "By the way, Uncle Dong, there is something I've always wanted to ask. Why couldn't such a battle be fought more than ten years ago?"

"It's hard to say, I think it's still a guy who can't do it." Dong Shu reached out and patted the Wanli-style bayonet musket hanging on one side of his horse's buttocks and the leather bag on the other side, and said: "It turns out that there is a three-eyed gun. Not bad, although the power of that thing is actually very poor when used as a blunderbuss, but at least it is not easy to explode the chamber, and it can hit people when it is close, so it can be used. Just break, how is it like now?

Now Jinghua’s muskets, the small ones, can’t be seen two or three times a year, and the ones that occasionally explode. After checking, it’s almost because the bastards were too nervous and put too much gunpowder... Wang’s knives and guns are not bad, although they are expensive. It is more than twice as expensive as before, but it is not easy to break!Major General, in this matter of war, it is the last word if you are a good guy. "

Zhang Wanbang nodded thoughtfully, and sighed: "The imperial court has done some good things over the years."

"Isn't it? How did the imperial court treat our frontier soldiers as human beings before? The young one was lucky, with a big frame. Although he was a little thinner at that time, he looked like someone who could fight, so he was favored by the master. , I chose to join the servants, otherwise... there are a few boys in our fort who can only serve as guards, and their wives and children can’t support them. Not to mention, when Xin Younian sent troops to intercept me, they all died. Wow……

There are only two things that the young one knew, the knife broke when he died, and the young one was very dissatisfied at that time, why did the Mongols' sabers not break, but our Han people's swords would break?Can Mongolian craftsmen work better than our craftsmen? "

As soon as Zhang Wanbang heard that it was not the way, he would slander the court if he continued, he quickly interrupted: "Okay, that's all in the past. Now the Wang family's swords and guns are all iron supplied by Jinghua, and there will be no such thing. It's over, otherwise they won't last long... Hey, what the hell am I talking about, come on, let's not talk about it... I didn't count just now, how many heads are there?"

When Uncle Dong heard this, he changed the topic decisively, and said excitedly: "There are 62 heads, and three of them have been chopped to pieces. I'm afraid it doesn't count, so let's count it as 59. Is it enough to transfer a major general?" class?"

Zhang Wanbang smiled and waved his hands: "Come on, it might work elsewhere, I'm afraid it's not enough to see under Gao Bingxian... Uncle Dong, think about how many Tartar heads were there in the Monan battle? How much did I get promoted? ? If the results of that battle were placed in Xin Younian, your young master, I might be promoted to the general army! Hahahaha!"

(End of this chapter)