Villager of Daming

Chapter 1192: The most feared camp roar and mutiny
"Kill!" "Kill Bei Yuan!" 'Bang bang bang...' 'Bang bang bang...' 'Wow wow wow...'

While Xu Da, Zhao Yao, the head of the village and Hanhan were drinking beer, eating skewers and chatting, the sounds of various "musical instruments" and shouts of killing could be heard from a circle around Bei Yuan.

At the same time, there were gunshots and crackling sounds, and the key point was that the bullets from that gun could really fly very far.

Some Northern Yuan soldiers who were closer would be hit in the face or eyes by a lead bullet and would scream. Those who were hit in the eyes were the most unlucky.

The effective range of a gun and bullet is different from the actual killing distance. Effective means that the bullet can be within a certain area when flying at that distance.

The effective range of the heavy machine gun bullet in Zhu Wentian's hand is 1,200 to 1,500 meters, and the actual bullet can fly more than 5,000 meters.

If a person at a distance of four thousand meters is hit by a bullet, he will also be injured or die.

The same goes for other guns. Just shoot randomly and you'll eventually hit the target by luck.

During the time of Zhu Wentian, many people on the battlefield just stretched out their gun barrels, without aiming at all, and fired continuously. When they ran out of bullets, they put their guns away and changed magazines.

Both sides fought like this, and there were casualties. God knows how the bullets flew, they might even be shot into the sky and then fall down and kill the enemy.

That's because both sides are afraid of death. In a real large-scale battle, the result is not just a few people dying after fighting for half a day.

Right now, the Ming army is firing at a distance where they think the bullets can hurt people. They know their own guns well and know what the effective distance is.

The effect came out. The bullets hit the Northern Yuan soldiers wearing leather armor, but couldn't penetrate because they were too far away.

But if you hit ordinary clothes, it will penetrate the flesh. Hitting the face is really painful! Hitting the eyes...

With the coordinated sounds of gongs, drums, trumpets and shouting, some people who were beaten actually thought that the prince's army was attacking.

There were more than 5,000 people guarding six hilltops, and they also dug pits and set up land-blocking horses in the valleys between the mountains.

Xu Da's army did not even light torches, but fought towards that direction in the dark.

There is a moon now. It has just passed the 15th day of the lunar month. It rises a little later and is slowly moving towards the center.

Just a little moonlight, shining through the mottled leaves, pointed the direction for Xu Da's army. They just had to attack in that direction.

There were no restrictions on bullets, and they knew that craftsmen could make paper shell bullets.

In the past, bullets had to be transported from Yingtian Prefecture to various places where such guns were available. One reason was that the production requirements of bullets were high, and the other was to prevent other generals from having any bad intentions.

Xiaqiu Village can do it with its craftsmen, no need to save, just fight! Just leave the base for normal combat.

"Oh no! The Ming prince's army is coming!"

"Oh! I'm going to die, my eyes!"

"Run! A large number of Ming troops are rushing over here."

"Reinforcements, reinforcements, we need reinforcements here."

"Protect the general, go and protect the general."

"Put out the torches, and they will shoot towards the light."

"They rushed over, I chopped them, I chopped them again..."

All kinds of noises were heard everywhere in the Northern Yuan army, and some people even took the opportunity to attack people around them because they had previous grudges against each other.

Without the torches lit, I couldn't see the road or the surroundings clearly, there was only moonlight.

The torches were lit, and everyone moved away from the illuminated area of ​​the torches, and bullets really poured down here.

"Quick, send out the guards to hold the line and prevent the camp from howling!"

"Tell them not to be afraid, the Ming army can't rush over, they can't see at night without light." "Hide, it's just a musket, lie down, hide behind the tree."

The generals of each team were anxious. They knew what was happening, but they had no good solution. They were angry and helpless.

The only thing to be thankful for is that they understand that lying down can help them avoid bullets. This includes musket bullets, and the same goes for other bullets.

This was their last hope of breaking through, such as charging forward with a bent back, or crawling forward on a relatively flat ground.

Yes, they taught themselves to crawl, which is indeed useful. They also dug a trench and hid inside to block the arrows shot by the enemy.

"If you had known you could break out in the afternoon, why are you heading west now? There are people in the west too."

The generals continued their meeting and they couldn't sleep at all.

"If it's impossible, why don't we break out in separate directions, each leading our own people to the north, west, or even south?"

Another general thought that running separately would give them a better chance of survival, so he was more confident and did not want to run with the others.

"Whoever dares to mention dividing our forces again, I will kill him now!"

The most authoritative person took a look around and told those who were running separately to lower their heads.

"Alas!" One person sighed, "Should we break out now, or wait until the early morning?"

"Wait! If you had such a good weapon, would you attack us at night?"

The leader put himself in the leader's shoes. He thought that he would be reluctant and there would be casualties, so the current attack was fake.

"Will they guess that we're breaking out in the early morning? What if they send people to the west to block it in advance?"

"How can we travel at night? There are no good mountain roads or paths, so we can only walk on the grass."

"We are not afraid of them leaving. Let's rest well. They are rushing to the west and will be exhausted."

"Extinguish the torches and get our men to lie down." was the leader's final order.

Everyone knows that it is impossible to walk on mountain roads at night, it is impossible to climb over the mountains, and if you walk through the valleys, you will be scratched by thorns!
They judged based on the situation of their own army. If they couldn't leave, others couldn't leave either.

The real situation is that Xu Da's team cooperated with the palace guard team in forced march. Some of them have arrived in the east, north and south, and are continuing to arrange their positions.

The others held flashlights, and the person in front wore thick clothes to clear the way as they walked through the valley, which was full of thorns and stones.

When it rains, rainwater flows through the valley and the grass and trees grow lush.

The marching troops had put on their leggings so that the thorns could not penetrate them. They wore canvas gloves and their arms were wrapped with the leggings' ropes like mummies.

The strongest army goes to the west. Everyone has a sense of honor. As long as they arrive at the location first, there is no need to build fortifications. They just need to occupy the nearby hilltops and hillsides. Then see what the enemy will do.
The palace had two thousand guards, divided into twenty teams, five in the north and south, five in the west, and none in the east.

If the Northern Yuan Dynasty really wants to launch a surprise attack and attack the princes' banners, it can give it a try.

The north and south sides are the kind where if anyone breaks out here, they can fight and slowly retreat, while the people on the other side chase and attack the enemy, and the enemy is caught in the middle.

Only the west needed more good weapons, a thousand guards, plus Xu Da's army of five thousand, to block the Northern Yuan army which had several hundred fewer people than them.

Everyone was expecting the Northern Yuan Dynasty to break out in the normal way and not attack the east, otherwise Hanhan would have the opportunity to open fire.

Under the 'pacification' of the Northern Yuan generals' personal soldiers, there was finally no camp riot or mutiny, but someone still killed his own people, and now is not the time to pursue the matter.

Everyone waited, and sure enough, the Ming army shouted and fired, but they did not really rush forward. It was just annoying and made us unable to sleep. It was purely disturbing the people, no, the army.

They persisted until the end of the Chou hour, and as the order was passed on, the Northern Yuan army rushed westward together.

(End of this chapter)