Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 727 Clan Glory
The scorching sun scorched the Fortress of Europa, which was built on the basis of the achievements of the Renaissance.

The soldiers on duty tried to hide in the shade of the city wall as much as possible. Caton and Basham exchanged cups and ate the charcoal-grilled golden deer steak. Watt's appreciation.

No one knows that in a dilapidated house under the city wall where sundries are stored, three pairs of eyes inspect everything in the castle...

As night fell, another boring day in Zeelandia Castle passed.

The soldiers of Ming Dynasty still did not move, which made the governor of Taiwan, Viscount Owat, feel empty. His artillery was already hungry and thirsty. He just waited for the enemy to dare to attack, and he would let the ignorant Ming people understand what despair is.

Although Ming once defeated the Raksha country, their Dutch country is not comparable to the Raksha country. In Europa, no country has more warships than the Dutch country, and no artillery is more sophisticated than the Dutch country.

Although there are only more than 5000 soldiers in the city, Viscount Owat has enough confidence to support the arrival of Governor Jon of Batavia.

Thinking of Jon, Owat wanted to get angry for no reason.

Why?As the governor, his qualifications are eight years older than Jon's, and he has more warships in Taiwan than Jon's. Why should he be appointed as the commander of the Allied Forces?
Because his niece was the Prince of Orange's lover?

Well, Owat drank another glass of wine in frustration, he didn't have such a lovely niece, otherwise he would, picked up a piece of cut venison with a fork, Owat took a bite hard.

The night was gradually getting darker, and Ouwaite sat on the spacious nanmu armchair and fell asleep after drinking and eating.

The door was gently pulled open with a creak, and three nearly naked Gaoshan warriors slowly groped towards the gatehouse on the east side of the city gate against the base of the wall.

The night can't block their sight. The long-term hunting life in the mountains and forests has already tempered their tenacious character and keen hearing and vision.

The three of them stopped on the left side of the east city gate, seemed to discuss in a low voice, and then tiptoed quietly into the porter's room.

The four Dutch soldiers in the gatehouse were sleeping soundly. They endured the high temperature on the city wall all day long, and they finally looked forward to the dark.

The room was pitch black, except for the loud snoring, only the mournful chirping of a few crickets. Suddenly, the crickets stopped chirping, and the three Gaoshan tribesmen made a move.

For fear of waking the Dutchman up by touching the weapon in the dark, the three of them didn't hold anything in their hands. Instead, after meeting their eyes, they punched the Dutchman at the Adam's apple of the neck.

All three of them exerted so much force that the soldier's neck was sunken inward. The one on the far side didn't waste any time. Before the fourth person could react, he punched the soldier's neck again.

Then the three of them jumped onto the bed and tried their best to hold the four of them down, lest the twitching Dutch soldiers would attract the attention of the sentries who were only twenty steps away from the gatehouse.

The Dutch soldiers all opened their eyes wide, looking at the barbarian on top of them in horror. They wanted to shout, but the blood pressure kept pouring out of their mouths and they couldn't make any sound at all.

Waiting, anxiously waiting, did not affect the patience of the three of them in the slightest. Hunting is the first thing to exercise patience.

Ten breaths later, after confirming that the three people under him were still alive, the Gaoshan clansmen got down from the corpse, and began to carefully search for weapons and keys in the house regardless of the blood on their faces.

The gate of the East City Gate must not be opened. The key has been stored in the hands of Governor Owat. What they want to open is the small ear door on the left side of the East City Gate.

After finding the key, the three of them each held a European-style cross sword and walked towards the side door quietly.

The thick small iron gate was opened, and one person trotted out, making a "cuckoo-cuckoo-" sound toward the south, and the sound was melodious and spread far away.

Under the faint moonlight, but seeing the cold light of armor flashing behind the sand dunes in the south, the Ming soldiers moved.

The Gaoshan clansman who was in charge of the notification returned to the city immediately, but before he had walked a few steps, he saw two clansmen standing solemnly against the wall, and their expressions changed drastically.

Puff puff puff—a group of Dutch soldiers marched from the north of the city to conduct a routine inspection.

"Barry, why isn't the city gate closed?" Luther, the lieutenant on duty, shouted into the gatehouse.

Seeing that there was no movement in the gatehouse, the lieutenant ordered the soldiers to stop, and sent a person to check. After a while, there was an exclamation in the room, and Luthor immediately rushed to the city to warn him, and then paced back and forth. So he rushed into the city gate to close the city gate.

Puff——In desperation, in the darkness, Luther didn't notice that there were still three people standing against the wall in the city gate. They were stabbed in the chest, but they still didn't forget to warn the Dutch soldiers behind them.

The Dutch patrol consisted of at least [-] people, and they all pointed their guns at the city gate.

The city gate must be guarded until Daming soldiers rush in, otherwise how will I explain to the patriarch when I go back.

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang

Suddenly a figure flew out of the city gate, and the Dutch soldiers outside couldn't see it clearly in the night, but more than [-] soldiers subconsciously shot at the figure.

"Scala—"

A loud roar came from inside the doorway. This is the unique slogan of the Gaoshan tribe when they charge, which means that there is death and there is no life.

The previous figure was none other than Luther, who was still alive. He never dreamed that he ended his life in this way, and he died at the hands of his own people.

But no one cared who the black shadow was. The three Gaoshan tribesman rushed towards the patrol with a cross sword and yelled. One sword cut off the muzzle of the first Dutch soldier, and then a sharp stab pierced the soldier. neck.

The Dutch soldiers had just finished firing a round of guns, where there was no time to change the bullets, several of them were stabbed to death in a short time, and the rest of the soldiers threw away the quick-fire guns in their hands and drew their swords from their waists.

After a while, there was a commotion in the north of the city. The city defense soldiers closest to the east gate heard the commotion and accelerated towards the east gate. However, the Ming soldiers outside the east gate had not rushed to the city gate yet.

Three barbarians stood guarding the gate of the city back to back panting heavily. Most of the more than 20 Dutch soldiers were already lying on the ground.

There was a sound behind them, and their reinforcements were coming soon. Although they were shocked by the fighting power of the barbarians, they believed that all resistance was futile in the face of muskets.

"Dado, you are the son of the patriarch, you go back, Sabu and I will stay here." A barbarian said to the clan behind him.

"No, Wadan, it is our honor to fight with you!" Da Duo did not obey, but refused.

"Hahaha, we Taroko people are not afraid of death, Dado, I, Sabu, agree to let you take over as the patriarch when we go back this time!" Sabu laughed wildly.

"You..." Wa Dan became angry for a moment.

"Here we come!" Wada was still waiting to persuade, but was interrupted by Sabu, and a large number of Dutch soldiers rushed from behind.

bang bang bang bang bang bang-

Without any hesitation, the group of Dutch soldiers shot at the three of them under the order of Captain Caton.

The three of them were not stupid and rolled forward on the spot, dodging the first wave of gunfire, but the second wave and the third wave followed.

In normal times, after the first wave of gunshots, the three of them would either rush into the enemy's line and kill them, or try to escape, but not now.

There were too many Dutch soldiers, more than 100. If the three of them left the city gate, some Dutchmen would run over and close the iron gate immediately, and everything would be in vain.

The three of them became the live targets of more than 100 soldiers. Fortunately, it was night and the ground was full of corpses. With a distance of more than ten steps, the three of them moved quickly and no one fell to the ground.

"Sabu, are you injured? Ah—" Seeing that Sabu was clutching his right leg, Wadan was about to go over to help, but accidentally got shot in his left arm.

After all the soldiers' bullets were exhausted, he became anxious. From the opening of the city gate, he clearly saw a figure swaying not far outside the city. It was obviously not their reinforcements.

"Rush forward and close the city gate at any cost, hurry up!" Caton shouted.

"Scala—" Seeing the Dutchman rushing over again, Sabu gritted his teeth and roared loudly. The other two guarded the only entrance of the Ming soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, and the three of them were instantly overwhelmed by the Dutch soldiers.

"Damn it! Quickly, close the door!" After the three of them were submerged, the city gate was not closed as Carton expected. The inner side of the city gate seemed to be blocked, and Carton was anxious outside.

Just at this time, the white pole corps led by Qin Gongming outside the city finally arrived.

"Rush in and kill all the curly-haired people!"

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