C6 (1/2)
Chapter 6 - musket team, Fire
The rain of arrows, the crackling of the muskets, the shouts of battle that filled the mountains, and the flickering torches that illuminated the hideous faces. Xiao Letian finally understood how cruel war was in the era of cold weapons. Watching the steel blade decapitate a human head was an experience that no three-dimensional game could provide.
More than a hundred arrows were shot at the same time, causing the caravan to be unable to lift their heads up and their morale to be pushed to the lowest point. At this time, the camp was completely in chaos, and all the commanders had lost their effectiveness. No matter how loud the Qing San Ye shouted, at this time, no one would listen to him.
Looking at Manager Fan, this old man was really bold, he stood on the shaking incense table and loudly encouraged everyone. The reward from winning had already increased to 60,000 silver, but who would care about money at this time? His motivation was only from spending money in the water mirror.
Right now, the ones who resisted the most were Louis and Sai Men. These two cowboys didn't look like merciful missionaries anymore, they looked like they were calling out names while killing gods had their bodies, but their martial prowess simply couldn't change the situation. A hundred over bandit vanguards were already mixed up with the caravan, the Mountain Temple's front was already crowded with adults.
The most frightening thing was that the bandits actually had guns in their hands. Although it was just a few scattered muffled sounds, but when the gunshots rang out, everyone at the scene understood that this was not a bandit at all, and it was definitely a small army that was besieging them.
”What the f * ck is this war... ”You bunch of trash, listen to my commands …” Xiao Letian took out a horse whip from nowhere, and used it towards the shop assistant beside him, who was trembling as she poured iron sand seed s into her mouth of the bird gun. He couldn't care about anything else. In his heart, there was only the thought of survival.
”All the Musketeers s gather towards me, damn it, this daddy will teach you how to play with guns … Fuck, you didn't even load the gunpowder and you're already stuffing the iron sand seed? ”I'll beat you to death …”
Xiao Letian madly sprinted inside the Mountain Temple, dragging every single Musketeers he saw into a group. In the end, even Louis and Sai Men ran to his left and right side.
There were only ten guns in the caravan, and they were the oldest ones that fought the iron sand seed. However, in the current chaotic situation, shotgun s were actually more useful.
”Listen to my orders, load the ammunition …” Xiao Letian had never thought that he would actually be so violent. In the chaos of disorder, people would always subconsciously listen to the commands of the strong. Xiao Letian's aura was the strongest in the caravan, with his left hand and whip, yet he actually hit everyone so hard that no one dared to resist.
”Aim at the locust tree on the left …” ”Put …” Wuchang roared, he felt as though his vocal cords were about to be torn apart, the ten shop assistants subconsciously shot, the ten bird spears opened fire at the same time, and the iron sand seed s pounced over like a black cloud.
On the far left side of the temple door, there were ten bandits. Never would they have thought that what welcomed them was a large group of high speed iron sand seed, and at that time, they had already been beaten into pockmarked faces. However, Xiao Letian did not have the time to appreciate the result of his battle.
”Bullet reloading, all of you reload for your father …” He hopped back and forth between the ten shop assistants, beating them if he was a little slower. Under Xiao Letian's pressure, the ten shop assistants finished packing once again with the fastest speed they could muster.
”Listen to my orders... In the direction of the right-most white stone... ”Fire …”
”Listen to my orders... ”Everyone reloaded …”
”Listen to my orders... ”Fire right in the middle...”
”All the shop assistants and soldiers, get down, get down …”
Xiao Letian was like a madman. He used a whip and a handgun to force this temporary little musket team, to come out and shoot in a standard formation deep within the mountain range that Tongzhi had lived in for three years. In his previous life, his military buddies had said that this shooting method had a nickname, which was called lined up shooting.
Xiao Letian knew, this type of shooting method did not require a person's martial arts, nor did it require a person's shooting accuracy. The only thing it required was discipline, a uniform firing method, and the formation of a dense barrage of bullets in a small region. No martial arts expert would be able to penetrate such a barrage of bullets.
Four years ago, British and French combined forces had used this kind of fire spear formation to defeat Seng Gelinqin's Mongolian cavalry army. It was obvious that even high-speed horses would have a hard time passing through this barrage of bullets, let alone these bandits who relied on their legs.
Xiao Letian was now a living madman. His entire being was already hysterical, the only thing in front of his eyes was a white mist of gunpowder and the darkness behind him. In any case, the slope that he could reach was only ten metres wide.
”Shoot, shoot …” Everyone in front of me, if you accidentally hurt me, I wouldn't care … Fire left, load... Fire Right... ” Just as he was about to shout, suddenly, two strong men from the left and one from the back pushed Xiao Letian down to the ground.
”Wake up, you're crazy with blood …” ”Wake up, the enemy is retreating …” Immediately after, a bowl of cold water splashed onto Xiao Letian's face, this fellow finally regained his senses after a slight shock.
When Xiao Letian opened his eyes, he discovered that he was leaning on the doorpost of the Mountain Temple, there were a lot of heads in front of him, all of them had a grateful look in their eyes.