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Chapter 1427: Donkey Cart

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    A horse was hooving on the road, rattling, and behind the horse was dragging a small cannon.  The height of this cannon is very low. If the gun shield is not counted, it is almost as high as a heavy machine gun.  The barrel is also thick and short, and it seems that it is not much bigger than a mortar.  But it has a special gun mount and a special adjustment mechanism, which is still a professional gun.

    This is the 92-type infantry artillery of the little devil.  Its weight is very small, only four hundred catties, and it can walk around with infantry.  Although it is most suitable to be pulled by a vehicle, if there is no vehicle, a tall horse can drag him forward, or even if there is no horse, several people can push him forward.  If it were in Europe, this kind of small artillery would not be on the table at all, no one would pay attention to it, and it would be fine to just throw it to an ordinary infantry battalion.  But here at Imp.  The 92-type infantry artillery is also a very powerful weapon, and the special artillery unit organized by the little devil is dedicated to serving these guys.

    The horses in front dragged the 92-type infantry artillery, and there was a carriage behind, which was loaded with ammunition and various supplies and equipment for the little devil artillery.  The whole team is composed of more than 20 people.  At this time, they were marching in the direction of the county seat.

    Just behind the carriage, Yamazaki Dairo, the captain of the Devil Artillery Squad, sat on the ammunition box and was looking around with great interest.  At this time, the green gauze curtains on both sides of the road were blowing by the breeze, making a rattling sound.

    They were mobilized to support Yamamoto devils.  For them, this is definitely a fat job.  The troops of these devils stationed in the county.  I usually go to the countryside to search for the things of the common people.  Nothing else, there is always something to eat.  They even have more oil and water than the troops stationed in the provincial capital.  This time their artillery unit went to help. That devil Yamamoto would never dare to treat them badly, and would definitely send all the good things over.

    Thinking of this, Dalang Yamazaki was very happy, and his mouth drooled unconsciously.  After you go, you must have a good meal.

    Thinking of this, he couldn't help shouting to the person at the front of the line: "Songjing, how far is it from the county seat?"

    "Report to Captain Yamazaki that we have entered the boundary of the target county. This place seems to be called Woniu Village, and it is 30 miles away from the county seat."

    Yamazaki Dairo looked up at the sun, and said to the people in front: "Speed ??up. Go fast! We will arrive at the county seat at noon. Mr. Yamamoto must have prepared a sumptuous lunch for us, Missi Missi."

    You can¡¯t blame Daro Yamazaki for being greedy. In this era, if you don¡¯t have enough to eat, you won¡¯t have the strength to fight. According to the regular army supplies, the artillery should be higher than the ordinary infantry, but they can¡¯t go out to raid, and there is no source of oil and water.  , Therefore, in terms of food, it is no match for the troops stationed below.

    At this moment, a donkey cart appeared on the road ahead.  The wheels of the donkey cart sank into a mud pit on the ground.  At this time, the driver of the cart was trying to drive the donkey, trying to let the donkey pull the donkey cart out, but the donkey was not strong enough, and the donkey cart sank very deep, so they tossed several times, but there was no result.  The donkey cart just swayed back and forth, but sank even deeper.

    "Baga! Quickly drive the donkey cart away." Matsui quickly walked to the front and shouted at the driver who was driving the cart.  In the whole team of little devils, only Matsui can speak Chinese. Now, Matsui started to use Chinese to drive people away.

    "Taijun, Taijun." Seeing the little devil coming, the coachman quickly nodded and bowed: "My car is stuck, and I can't get out at all. Please push the car, and the car will come out, so you can move it for Taijun  It's open."

    Hearing this, Matsui's face immediately changed: "Baga! Your conscience is broken. How dare you instruct the imperial army to work. How can the imperial army push the cart for you? Quickly move the donkey cart.  Let's go. If you don't move it away, the donkey cart will be confiscated by the imperial army."

    Matsui said to the coachman with a dark face.  His eyes looked at the donkey in front of him.  In North China, donkey meat is a must.  If this donkey is slaughtered, how much donkey meat can be cooked?  And why don't you eat donkey meat? You might as well just eat donkey meat.

    He was so threatening, thinking about how to eat donkey meat.  After all, in the little devil's policy, the mainstream style is the common prosperity of Greater East Asia.  They also had to restrain themselves, not to rob blatantly, they had to find a reason, if the donkey cart didn't move out of the way, it would delay their progress.  Delaying the advance of the imperial army is a serious crime.  So they have a good reason to take this donkey cart into their own possession.

    The reason, as long as you look for it, you will always find it.  And now that the donkey cart looked like this, it was impossible to pull it out by itself.

    &nbsp"My lord, my lord, please help me!" said the coachman, "This donkey cart pulls freshly fired bricks, which are used for the imperial army to repair the gun towers."

    They are all working for your imperial army. Since you have met a helper, why not?  At this time, the coachman still had hope, but of course he didn't know that the little devils were also divided into different units. Their artillery unit came from the provincial capital and had nothing to do with how the local gun towers were built.  In their eyes, this donkey is the most useful.

    Just at this time, Yamazaki Tairo jumped out of the carriage behind him, and he pulled out his command knife as he walked.  Dalang Yamazaki held a command knife in his hand, and said aggressively, "Baga! You hinder the advance of the imperial army! It's a big problem."

    As he spoke, he put his command knife on the donkey's neck, and then slowly lifted it up, obviously waiting until he fell down.  It will chop off the donkey's head with a knife.

    "This donkey, who despised the authority of the imperial army, died!"

    "Huangjun, don't, don't!" The coachman said anxiously, "This donkey is my lifeblood." Although I don't understand what the devil is talking about, but I can tell what the other party is going to do by watching the action.

    As the coachman said, he approached Yamazaki Dalang, and he looked like he was begging.

    Dalang Yamazaki doesn't care so much, the command knife in his hand has been raised, and as long as it falls, it can cut off the donkey's head.  He was looking forward to eating donkey meat, at this moment.  His back was suddenly poked by something hard.

    "Little devil, if you want to eat donkey meat, you have to ask me if I agree with the fire stick in my hand!"  One pointed at Matsui aside.

    Crash, clatter!  Suddenly, a large group of people appeared from the green gauze tent on the side, all of them raised their guns and rushed towards the little devil.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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