Daming kill

Chapter 129 First Collision
Just as the little leader of the Peasant Army felt regretful, several scattered arrows fell intermittently in front of his sight.

But none of them hit anything, and some even fell into the river, and only one hit the low wooden wall where the officers and soldiers were hiding.

The little leader of the Peasant Army yelled casually: "You are so fucking stupid."

The little leader of the Peasant Army was obviously a little surprised by the poor shooting skills of his companions.

He doesn't have enough experience and knowledge to understand how difficult it is to shoot accurately on a moving and bumpy vehicle!

He would never know that if the companions with him at this time can have such good shooting skills, they must be veterans, but how can such archers be consumed as the vanguard of the army!
At this time, the officers and soldiers on the south bank of Yangpitan were still surprisingly quiet.

Not even a complete portrait can be seen on the entire bank, only a few standing figures and a few cavalry can be seen on a high place slightly behind.

Through the iron helmets with bird guns exposed on the low wooden walls on the shore, the small leader of the Peasant Army can tell that there are about five or six people behind each wooden wall, but no one is moving, let alone Walk around the shore.

Further back, there seemed to be a slightly higher wooden wall, but no human heads could be seen on these wooden walls, only shining spear points.

What is even more unusual is that there are indeed many officers and soldiers here, but there are very few flags. Even at that high place, there is only a large square flag flying.

If he didn't know that this was Xiangyang guarded by the official army, the small leader of the peasant army would almost have thought that the army on the opposite side was some kind of foreign force, and it was not like the Ming Dynasty official army anyway.

Li Ping was not worried about the enemy's bows and arrows.

He equipped all the blunderbusses in the first row with iron helmets (but no armor, because it would seriously interfere with the blunderbuss' gun-handling action), and there were wooden wall bunkers, so enemies at the cannon fodder level would be able to injure them. These bird gunners can only rely on luck.

Those bird gun soldiers obviously understood or were understood this truth, so although most of them were recruits, they were able to maintain good discipline.

At this moment, the little leader of the Peasant Army suddenly felt tense in his heart. He had fought several battles, and he had never encountered such a situation, and his heart was beating continuously.

Shouldn't the enemy have fired guns and shot arrows long ago?

I'll let you play one round on flat ground, and two rounds if you can in the water. Anyway, you won't hurt many people, just a few more unlucky ones.Then we can fight hand to hand, and Grandpa promises to teach you cowardly officers and soldiers what courage is.

But why is the enemy so quiet this time?Don't they have firearms and bows?

It shouldn't be!Didn't those people take it?

This is too weird!My mother, what kind of tricks are you playing!

The little peasant leader never imagined that a silent enemy could make people so nervous.

It was getting closer, so close that the little leader of the Peasant Army could already see the face under the iron helmet of the officer and army, the same pair of nervous eyes, and the sparks on the bird guns.

The small leader of the Peasant Army suddenly realized that he didn't know what to do. He wanted to shout but finally didn't.

Due to the "long" time of paddling, he has long since lost the urge to shout at the beginning, and now he just wants to hurry up and end this long time on the water.

In the end, he just tightly protected the small wooden shield in his left hand in front of his body.

At this time, the speed of the raft also seemed to be much slower.

Several companions on his left and right also raised their heads and stared forward for a long time, and the other guy with a shield had already raised the shield to his chest, paddling the water gently with only one hand holding a small wooden board.

Suddenly, a companion behind started to shout "Kill...Kill!"

Soon, the people around started shouting too, and the companions on the sheepskin raft, the little leader of the Peasant Army, also started shouting.

The speed of the raft that had slowed down began to pick up again.

The little leader of the Peasant Army felt the blood start to surge up, and the courage and passion seemed to return to his body, so he also shouted.

"Shhhhhhhhhh"

A long, sharp voice suddenly rang out from the officer.

This was a strange sound that no peasant army had ever heard before, and then the strange sound of "beep" and "beep" sounded everywhere in the entire army.

It was the sound of whistles ringing one after another.

In the astonishment of the little leader of the Peasant Army, he clearly saw that the sparks on the bird guns in front of him were suddenly shot into the guns, and then pieces of flames flashed, followed by a loud "bang bang" sound.

All the crazy shouts were completely interrupted by the sudden burst of gunfire at this moment, and the small leader of the Peasant Army subconsciously shrunk down to the shield.

ah... ah...

After the gunshots, piercing screams suddenly exploded in the ears of the little leader of the Peasant Army.

It was the most violent cry of human beings, and one of the voices seemed to be leaking through the wind.

When the leader of the Peasant Army raised his head, a piercing face appeared in front of his eyes. It was another companion with a shield.

At this time, a huge cavity appeared on the left side of this familiar face, and half of the gums and mouth were bloody exposed, like half a skull.Then, the only remaining half of the left face was being lifted and flapped around the man's ear.

The sound of leaking air came from there.

In the daze of the little leader of the Peasant Army, the companion whose face had been opened looked at him desperately, while one hand was still trying to touch the mutilated face, while the other hand firmly grasped his arm.

The face of the little leader of the Peasant Army immediately turned pale, and cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes.

He looked left and right, only to find that the other two companions were also there, clutching their necks and chests and screaming loudly. The other two companions had disappeared, and they might have been knocked into the water.

The little leader of the Peasant Army hurriedly looked down at himself, and he seemed to be intact.

"It's not safe here".

This was the idea that suddenly came to the head of the Peasant Army.

Sooner or later, the little leader of the Peasant Army broke free from his companion who was hit in the face, and then jumped directly into the water.

It's so cool!
This is the feeling of the small leader of the Peasant Army when he entered the water.

Because he was too anxious, he sank into the water after entering the water and struggled for a while before standing up.

Fortunately, the river water was not deep, just passing his waist, but the cold river water still made him tremble all over.

Then, he found in embarrassment that his knife and shield were gone. He hesitated and took a few steps forward, but found that it was really strenuous to move forward in the water.

He needs to find a weapon.

The little leader of the Peasant Army remembered the raft he was sitting on.

But after scanning left and right, he found that the raft had drifted far downstream, and there was no one on it.

Just when he was at a loss, there was another sound of bird guns.

But this time it was much more chaotic, and the voice was much weaker. The officers and soldiers had obviously finished loading and were firing indiscriminately.

"I'm fine again!"

The little leader of the Peasant Army said something in his mind.

While rejoicing, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he seemed to be pushed violently by something, and the whole person fell directly backwards and fell into the river.

He wanted to struggle, but found that he couldn't use the strength, and his whole body was shaking and contracting violently.

He wanted to shout, but the river water choked him directly into his lungs, and he didn't even have the energy to cough it out.

Finally, the little leader of the Peasant Army opened his eyes in the water, and saw the sky through the water and the bubbles spit from his mouth to the water surface one by one, just like a fish.

Before his consciousness was completely black, the little leader of the Peasant Army thought, so the sky looks like this from under the water!

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From a high place, Li Ping could see clearly.

Among the various vehicles that the enemy took, bamboo rafts were the least sturdy and stable, and sheepskin rafts were the least.This is probably because a sheepskin raft needs at least six sheepskins, most often nine, and such a high-end vehicle can't accommodate many people.

Although no more people could sit on the bamboo raft, at least it was readily available, unlike sheepskin, which was absolutely in short supply.

This made the enemy cross the river look very powerful, but in fact, there were not many enemies carried on a large pile of bamboo rafts and sheepskin rafts.

Then, the enemy army was completely unorganized on the water or might not know how to organize it, so that in the process of crossing the nearly kilometer river, the enemy's various rafts and wooden rafts were completely scattered.

When a few began to enter the shooting range of the officer's guns, most of them were still struggling slowly behind, and some even drew less than a hundred meters.

With the volley of the blunderbuss commanded by Mayon, a long smoke rose from the river bank below (the smoke produced by the inferior gunpowder of this era was very large), but the wind quickly blew away the smoke, And make everything clear again soon.

Clear weather, slow targets, suitable wind direction and strength, and unarmored enemies, this is definitely an ideal hunting ground for primary firearms.

The generals of the enemy army did not invest the elite with heavy armor on the front line. It may be that this kind of consumption is inappropriate. Of course, it may also be that these small river-crossing vehicles loaded with heavy armor will greatly reduce the density of troop input.

But no matter what the enemy general thinks, this has become a great blessing for the recruits and bird guns of the army.

In fact, the first firing effect of the officers and soldiers was not satisfactory.

At such a close distance, more than 200 bird guns (some of the bird gun soldiers were used as backup) only overturned a dozen enemy soldiers.

This has the problem of excessive nervousness of the new shooters, and the lack of experience of the junior commanders. Of course, there is also a problem that the number of enemies rushing to the vicinity is indeed a bit small, so that many people are aiming at the sheepskin raft rushing to the front. .

The result is that although the salvo is loud and frightening enough, and the shooting at close range is also very frightening, it does not stop the attacking courage of the enemy behind.

The peasant army was still moving forward with almost no pause, and they were even more desperate and excited.

Obviously, they wanted to rush forward before the second round of fire.

However, to the dismay of the enemy, they found that no matter how they broke out, it was basically impossible to complete the last waterway in a short time.

Because these enemies behind are almost 70 meters away, otherwise, Ma Yong would not dare to take the risk of firing a volley in the first round.

Moreover, because most of the enemy troops had no water experience, many rafts were turned around and swayed by such explosive impulses, and some unlucky ones were even directly thrown into the river.

Seeing this, some enemy soldiers simply jumped into the water and walked faster, but found that the speed was slower instead.

Ma Yong's subsequent order is obviously to open fire freely in each squad as a unit, which they have discussed before.There is not a single combat plan, but many kinds, which can be quickly adjusted according to possible battlefield situations.

The enemy is not concentrated and comes in scattered, and the overall salvo is not effective except for the formation of bluffing.

So amidst the continuous sound of bird guns, the enemy's rafts and bamboo rafts approaching the shore were successively shrouded in continuous rain of bullets.

The dozen or so rafts closest to the shore were soon either empty, or only a few wounded still rolling and wailing on them.Then the unattended rafts and bamboo rafts no longer moved forward but slowly drifted down along the river.

The first attack of the peasant army was thus easily contained.

(End of this chapter)