Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 5 AKM's debut
On the night of March 3, Liu Hongjian, Wang Dachui and others lay resting in the dark straw hut. During the day, they were exhausted from digging holes and carrying corpses, and Wang Dachui was already snoring loudly.

There were a lot of fleas in the thatched shed, and Liu Hongjian felt itchy all over his body as soon as he lay down, but he let the fleas in the distance rage and the fleas all over the room were unscrupulous, but Wang Dachui did not move.

Liu Hongjian sighed that he was so contented and happy. In the dark, he secretly took out a box of streptomycin drugs from his ring. He graduated from the medical department. Of course, the main route of plague transmission is fleas, although after the advent of antibiotics in later generations, the plague has long since disappeared. , but it is still terrible in the current Ming Dynasty.

As soon as he took the antibiotics, there was a sudden sound of gongs and drums beating in the camp, even Wang Dachui was so shocked that he sat up from the grass.

"Everyone, as long as you still have the strength, hurry up and get your weapons. The city of Beijing is about to be destroyed. King Chuang said that, if you enter the city, you can eat as much as you want, and there are countless gold and silver treasures..." Several people in the distance A militiaman who looked like a farmer beat a gong and shouted everywhere, and the camp suddenly became a mess.

"Brother Sledgehammer, what's the matter, shall we follow?" Liu Hongjian's motto is to take advantage of the opportunity, and to create the opportunity if there is no opportunity.

When attacking the city overnight, Li Zicheng would definitely lead the formation in person. This is a good opportunity. Of course Liu Hongjian knew it, but he didn't rush forward. He didn't know the rules here, but Wang Dahammer is different. Don't look at his usual simple and honest face. He looks like a man, but he can definitely be called a soldier here.

"Well, go, why don't you go, let's follow the main force, and when the city is broken, you follow me, and you can get delicious food!" Wang Dahammer groped around to find shoes and clothes, triumphantly said.

Wang Dachui has been with Li Zicheng for several years, and every time he breaks the city, he only picks up restaurants and other small shops to rob. The reason is very simple, he is timid.

Those rich and powerful families generally have some servants and other caretakers. Firstly, he can't do it, and his life is in danger. Secondly, the property of such rich and powerful people is usually the flesh of Li Zicheng's direct troops. He doesn't want to be taken care of by his own people Black eats black.

Liu Hongjian held a spear in his right hand and the dilapidated small wooden shield in his left, and followed Wang Dachui with his waist bent.

From Yingpan to the city of Beijing, torches were connected to form fire dragons, encircling the city of Beijing from all directions.

Under the city of Beijing, a strong man with a square face in his forties drove forward. Under the light of the fire, the strong man's eyes were cold and stern.

Years of fleeing career have trained his courage and tenacity, and years of fighting and killing have made him grow from a small soldier to a general.

Countless sleepless nights, in order to avoid being chased and killed, he and his few brothers hid in the deep mountains and shivered, trembling with fear.

Now he is standing under the city of Beijing, and he is a victor, with his 20 troops behind him.

He even couldn't believe it himself, the Ming Dynasty that ruled many ethnic groups, the Ming Dynasty that had countless soldiers in the guards, and the Ming Dynasty that the ancestors had admired for more than 200 years, would be overthrown by him. He——is Li Zicheng.

Do princes and generals care about each other?The time has come to honor the ancestors, and Li Zicheng's excitement is beyond words.

"Liu Zongmin!" Li Zicheng drew out his sword with a clang and began to give orders.

"Your subordinate is here!" A bearded man got off his horse and knelt down with a ghost head sword in his hand.

"Let your troops attack Fuchengmen, there must be no mistakes!"

"Yuan Zongdi, you attack Chaoyang Gate!"

"Order!"

"Tian Jianxiu attacked Dongbianmen, Gao Yigong attacked Xuanwumen!"

"Li Zijing!" Li Zicheng glanced at his brother with a low eyebrow, a little helpless. He knew the virtues of his only brother. Greed for life and fear of death were simply synonymous with him. , being a soldier would be disgusted, Li Zicheng pondered for a moment.

"You lead your subordinates to attack Zhengyangmen with me!"

"Brothers, now that the outer city of the Ming army has been broken, and their strength is seriously insufficient, they have no morale. This is an opportunity! The first person to climb the inner city wall tonight will be rewarded with a thousand gold! I will not hesitate to reward you when you break through the Ming capital. Those who dare to back down will be killed without mercy! Beat the drums! Siege the city!"

"Kill-kill-kill!"

All of a sudden, the drums were beating loudly, and there were constant yells from all over the place. There were northern Shaanxi accents, Henan accents, and even Sichuan accents. Some shouted for moving ladders, bows and arrows, and the noise was like a super-large vegetable market.

Li Zicheng was used to this for a long time. He kept yelling at the generals around him to restrain his troops, and the generals yelled at his subordinates, passing orders layer by layer. After half a quarter of an hour, the attack formation was miraculously arranged.

Wang Dachui and Liu Hongjian held their spears and hid at the end of the formation. Of course, Liu Hongjian was pretending. He was curious about how such a motley army became the last to overwhelm this 200-year dynasty. Suddenly, Wang Dahammer poked him in the stomach.

"Brother, don't be afraid, follow me closely later, we will follow General Li Zijing, brother of Marshal Li this time, it will be safe!"

Ever since they became specialists in burying the dead, these few people have become wild soldiers who don't love their parents or their mothers or mothers. However, Wang Dachui also showed that he can live with the situation to the fullest. later.

Wang Dahammer stabilized his mind to hold down his trembling legs, as if to comfort himself, although he knew that Li Zijing would definitely take them away as soon as he saw the wrong momentum, but after all, it was a war, and swords don't have eyes.

Liu Hongjian casually replied that he would definitely follow him closely and follow his command in everything, and that there was still a simple man who cared about his safety in such a chaotic situation, which moved Liu Hongjian a little, but his eyes were always fixed on him. Li Zicheng, who sat tightly on his horseback, flashed a resolute look against the firelight.

The shouts of killing under the city wall were loud, and the peasant army relied on its large number of people. Those who carried ladders carried ladders, and those who shot arrows shot arrows. Rows of farmers climbed up the ladders with simple weapons. Although there were few soldiers in the Ming Dynasty, they Condescending, throwing stones and shooting arrows down, and firing a few cannons from time to time, the militiamen were miserable.

This situation lasted for about an hour. On March [-]th, the battle reached a stalemate stage. The militiamen in the city suffered countless casualties, but Li Zijing, who was supervising the battle in the rear, had to bite the bullet and climb up. Difficult, the defending Ming army was already exhausted because of the small number of people.

At this moment, the sound of rumbling cannons came from the bottom of the city, and Li Zicheng showed his trump card - the Franc cannon. He also had cannons.

Li Zicheng's cannon was dismantled from the city defense when he broke through the important town, but there were not many shells, so he was not willing to use it for a long time after besieging the city.

The sound of cannons resounded throughout the world, pieces of bluestone were shot down by shells, and several shells landed on the crenel. The Ming army behind the crenel was crushed into meatloaf by the huge stone. The morale of the militiamen, who were working hard to attack the city, was suddenly boosted.

There was another burst of cannon fire, and the gate of Zhengyangmen could no longer withstand the torment of the shells and collapsed.

Li Zicheng fixed his eyes on the gate of Zhengyangmen. He had been looking forward to this moment for more than ten years, and all the soldiers behind him were gearing up and eager to try.

"The city gate is open! Go!"

Here's your chance!At the very moment, a figure walked through the chaos in the dark. He found a city wall that had collapsed. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he quickly took out an AKM with a good magazine from the ring. Gradually, he continued to study in the ring space, and the ease of use of AK also made it easy for him, a layman who had only played guns in online games, to get started.

"Crack!" Pulling the bolt, the same sharp eyes stared motionlessly at Li Zicheng who was not far away.

"Da da da— da da da da—"

The distance was only about 50 meters, and several shots were fired. The first bullet grazed Li Zicheng's right leg and missed, but the next bullet was not so lucky. Hit Li Zicheng's right eye.

The powerful impact of AKM directly pierced Li Zicheng's forehead, leaving a hole the size of a bowl in the back of his head, and his body was also lifted off the horse by the huge impact.

A generation of heros fell in this way. The moment the powerful weapon from modern times made its debut and landed, Li Zicheng stared at Liu Hongjian's position with his left eye, unwilling to rest in peace.

He used to be so close to that seat.

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