Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

The Mini Rifle in the front, the American Spencer, and even a very rare Prussian Mauser that no one knew by name.

This was really something, the bullets were all bullets made of brass, and the gunpowder from the torch was sealed inside the shell, so there was no need to think about loading it, and no need to be afraid of the damp.

This was copper! Who among the men in the bitterly cold lands would dare to use copper as a spear? Isn't this just a waste of money? With two copper coins in his hand, he still needed to be meticulous in his calculations. But the foreigners already used copper coins as bullets. Was Europa really a country of gold?

Who exactly was that To Boss person? How could he have so many good stuff? Four taels of golden sand could buy such an amazing Gun. One must know that if two taels of golden sand were to go to the black market in Ningguta, it would not even be able to buy a single birdrod.

People only knew that this To Boss came from a place far away from the Ryukyu. It was said that there was no snow all year round? Fuck, what kind of place is that? Can't it snow?

The men of the dark mountains and rivers, who had never read a book before, naturally hadn't studied geography either. They had only heard that the people of the distant caravans had brought some legends, saying that the Beijing had produced a great scholar, that he could write a book, and that he could fight wars, defeating the foreigners.

In the late Qing's time, the people's knowledge was extremely limited, people who could understand their own country were considered to be knowledgeable, but to go through one or two residences, could be said to be a person with the ability to roam the North.

Who was Xiao Letian? So what if he was the Ryukyu? What was happening in the Beijing was as distant as a legend to them.

Those who treated them well all understood it as well. This To Boss who worked under the Prime Minister Xiao was able to sell arms to everyone at such a cheap price, this friendship was priceless.

Wang Gui rubbed his hands together as he took the wine gourd from Ding Si's hands and drank a mouthful of it. The burning sensation went from his throat to his stomach, "To Boss brought a lot of things this time, he knows that we are lacking something, and he sent us a batch of strong alcohol, and also food from foreigners, what can we call canned food … Furthermore, they said that once they started a conflict with the old setae, they should not fight head on with them.

"The Ai Tuolin on the other side of the ocean can be considered to be sworn enemies with us. I heard from To Boss that the old setae's attack will be in the next few days …"

Wang Gui opened up a mouth of wood box s from under the cloth. Inside were five neatly arranged Mauser's rifle s. The bottom of the wood box was completely filled with shining yellow metal bullets. He picked up the rifle and threw it at Ding Si, "Don't say that I didn't take care of you, I didn't give you the rifle because it was too smelly, and I wasted bullets giving you the rifle too … "Now that the great war is coming, I will give you a good spear and you will have an extra life on the battlefield!"

"Motherf * cker, your spear is so stinky …" Ding Si felt his nose sour, and started to stuff bullets into his pockets with the rifle on his back. He could feel the care his brothers had for him.

The hundred plus Gold picker in the bay were busy unloading new rifles, bullets, medical supplies, military rations and even rum s that were unique to Ryukyu. This kind of sweet wine was not liked by the Northeast grandfathers, but the local cooking pot wine was too expensive to brew and the production was not as large as this kind of wine, and once the cooking pot wine was exhausted, they would have to use rum s to replace it.

Everyone was busy with work. Just when most of the goods were unloaded, two muffled rumbling sounds suddenly came from the north side of the mountain. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then shouted like a frying pan. Fuck, it's the cannons of the old setae! "F * cking bastards! Taking advantage of the fog, they sneakily attacked us …"

All of the Gold picker present wanted to rush towards the North Mountain, but at this critical moment, Wang Gui took out his gun and fired off two shots into the air. Don't panic, the old setae had been quiet for quite a few months, he must have been prepared this time … The goods here can be said to be the last supply.

"Hurry and move into the cave, the rest of you guard here and be careful of old setae's sneak attacks …" There's the head storekeeper in the north who's leading people to support them, so nothing major will happen in a short period of time! "

When Ding Si saw that his big brother had opened his mouth, he immediately pulled back the safety and shouted, "Right, listen to big brother. These are all treasures exchanged with our gold, we definitely cannot throw them away. Hurry and transport them into the cave."

In the hundred over Gold picker, Wang Gui and Ding Si were obviously the small leaders. The rest of them did not dare refute their words and quickly went to work. At this time, the sounds of gunfire and gunfire on the north side of the mountain were getting louder and louder.

The Qingdao Gold Mine had already gathered over 2000 Far East Survivor, all of them were brave men who dared to kill people, and there were even many Narcissus and Orenechun Hunters. Don't look at how these people usually have small conflicts with the Han Chinese, but once they meet the old setae, they would naturally stand together.

"Charge!" "Kill ah …" Kill old setae... " A faint sound of fighting floated over along with the wind. When Wang Gui heard it, his face turned pale.

When we met the To Boss just now, he repeatedly reminded us to guard the mountain and not fight with the old setae. The enemy has cannons! Muddle, old shopkeeper is muddled! "

Right at this moment, the distant boom of a cannon could be heard. The furious sound of charging suddenly vanished into thin air.

The north beach of Great Qingdao had already become a sea of flames and hell. The Aleut on the sea was a mixed battleship of wind sail steam power s, and its wooden shell was covered with a thick layer of iron armor. From a distance, it looked like a ferocious sea monster.

On the side of the warship, more than ten cannon muzzles were opened. Dark black cannons were pouring down fire, and the beach was filled with explosions and fire.

There were dozens of boats near the beach. The boats were full of Russian soldier with rifles in their hands, they were not in a hurry to get ashore, but were waiting in the sea for the cannons to clear the way for them.

The fanatical Mao Zizai raised his head to drink a mouthful of vodka, then shouted excitedly, "For God's sake, send these pagan to hell! Long live the tsar... "

The counterattack from the Gold picker on the beach only lasted for more than twenty minutes. The scattered firepower was unable to stop the enemy's attack at all, and in the end, over two hundred corpses were left behind.

"Attack!" The Far East Cossack s, attack! Kill all those who resist, and let them know that even a grain of sand in this land belongs to us, the tsar! "Attack …"

A total of two battalions of Russian soldier s paddled their boat onto the beach and pounced towards the mountains in front of them. The Chinese people who were on the hillside relied on the cover of the mountain to shoot downwards. Although their fire was fierce, it could not form a dense barrage of bullets.

"Out of the way, get out of the way …" The head storekeeper was injured by a cannonball! " In the forest, two hunters were carrying a stretcher. On the stretcher was the manager of the gold mine, who had been blown up and was bleeding profusely.

"Damn the ancestors of the old setae! Brothers, charge out and avenge our head storekeeper! " The miners who didn't use any discipline nor did they have any military attainments, all they knew was that they relied on their hot-bloodedness to fight with these invaders.