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As soon as Hu Jincai and his men made a fuss, hundreds of people appeared from behind the slope. These people were unkempt and dressed in coarse clothes. Thirty or forty of them held flintlock guns in their hands, and the rest held spears in their hands. , broadsword, axe!
Seeing these people coming out, Hu Jincai did not move forward. Instead, he led the men around five hundred steps away from the slope and ran away!
"Oh! Oh! Oh!"
When the gang saw Hu Jincai and the others escaping, they immediately burst into jeers and cheers. Some even fired a few shots, but at such a long distance, it was impossible to hurt anyone!
But before those people were happy, Cao Ling and Ma Qiuyang rushed out with their people. Upon seeing this, those people immediately called out to other friends. Immediately, another 200 people rushed up the slope, and there were at least 100 of them. Flintlock gun in hand!
Soon the group formed a small square formation, with spears on the outside, swordsmen and axemen in the middle, and musketeers on the inside. However, their number was too small, and the ratio of hot and cold weapons was unbalanced, so this small square The formation is not tight!
No matter how tight the musket formation is, its lethality cannot be underestimated. If it is to deal with those wild Jurchens, these three hundred people are enough to withstand the attack of more than a thousand people!
"It's a pity that what they are dealing with now is not the wild Jurchens who don't even have iron weapons, but the well-equipped Ming Empire cavalry!"
Cao Ling¡¯s cavalry is equipped with mini cavalry lances. Although it cannot fire continuously, its range is more than 300 steps. Compared with the flintlock musket, which has a range of only about 80 steps, it has an absolute advantage!
At this time, in the small square formation, a thin blond man wearing a dirty silk shirt and holding an exquisite long sword began to shout loudly, as if to boost morale or give orders!
But these had nothing to do with Cao Ling and the others. When they were one hundred and fifty steps away from the small square formation, Cao Ling and Ma Qiuyang gave the order to fire at the same time!
Bang¡ª¡ª
Bang¡ª¡ª
Bang¡ª¡ª
Blasting beans are usually sounded, and the bullets are like rain, shooting from two directions to the small square array!
In the blink of an eye, bright blood flowers bloomed, and the already sparse small square array was suddenly shattered into pieces!
At least fifty or sixty people fell in a pool of blood and howled in pain. The rest of the people looked at what was happening in front of them in stunned silence, with disbelief in their eyes!
They have never seen a musket that can shoot so far and with such high accuracy. You must know that the shooting accuracy of their muskets at a distance of a hundred paces can only be controlled by God, but now they are suffering from fire from a hundred and fifty paces away. Bullet attack!
After being stunned for a while, the man holding the long sword suddenly woke up and continued to shout loudly, and then the people in the small square formation began to shrink their formation!
They threw their dead and injured companions on the spot, and the remaining people shrank into a smaller square formation. Perhaps they thought they could withstand the enemy's attack in this way!
After playing this round, Cao Ling could roughly see the level of these opponents. This person had received some training, but he was far from being an elite!
The reason why Cao Ling came to this conclusion is that those people suffered such a violent blow, but still maintained their formation, but each of them was so scared that their movements seemed stiff!
With a sneer on Cao Ling's lips, he rode his horse across the slope. Ma Qiuyang led his men to join Cao Ling. The five hundred cavalrymen circled around and took the opportunity to reload their ammunition!
Soon Cao Ling led his men back again, and this time he started shooting from a distance of 150 steps. Although the probability of hitting the target by the mounted fire of 500 people was only 20 to 30%, the losses caused to the enemy were obvious!
After seventy or eighty people were defeated again, the small phalanx completely collapsed. Everyone ran backwards desperately. Some musketeers even threw away their muskets, just to make themselves run faster!
Cao Ling and his men rushed over immediately, chasing after those people and killing them!
When chasing the enemy, muskets were of little use, so the brave Ming cavalry put away their muskets and drew their sharp sabers!
Cao Ling took the lead and caught up with the slowest guy. He swung the saber in his hand. Driven by the speed of the horse, the sharp blade passed through the man's neck, and suddenly a big hairy head rose into the air. rise!
It lost its head, and blood spurted out from the broken neck. The headless body still ran forward for about ten steps, and finally fell straight to the ground!
When the body fell to the ground, the cavalry had already rushed into the fleeing crowd. Suddenly the light of the sword flashed, blood splattered, and anotherTen people had their heads chopped off with sabers!
At this time, the man with the sword in his hand stopped running. He shouted a few times, and the others stopped, threw away their weapons, and raised their hands obediently!
Seeing that the other party had surrendered, the cavalrymen raised their sabers, and the horses galloped past these people. After rushing for dozens of steps, they turned around and came back!
"Old Ma, lead the people to be on guard! The rest of them tie up the pigs!" Cao Ling gave the order loudly!
Ma Qiuyang immediately dispersed with his men, loaded ammunition at the same time, and surrounded those people vigilantly!
The men led by Cao Ling jumped off their horses, formed groups of two or three, kicked those who surrendered to the ground, and then tied them up roughly!
At this time, the man holding the sword started shouting, but no one could understand what he was shouting, so the answer was a punch and a kick!
Cao Ling did not stop his men's violent behavior, but asked Jiang Feng beside him with great interest: "What is that boy calling?"
Jiang Feng blushed and said, "Sir, I don't understand!"
Cao Ling looked at Jiang Feng strangely and said, "Don't you know three foreign languages? You can't understand these?"
Jiang Feng looked even more embarrassed and said, "Sir, I have learned Spanish, French and English, but that person didn't speak these three languages, so I can't understand it!"
"Isn't this about catching someone blind?" Cao Ling scratched his head, and then shouted: "Bring that kid over here"
The two soldiers carried the man over like a dead dog. The man was smart. When he saw Cao Ling, he didn't yell. Instead, he said something very rationally, and his eyes were as kind as possible!
It¡¯s just that this kid was beaten until his nose and mouth were bleeding, and his hair and beard were stuck to his face with blood. He looked so hideous and terrifying that it was impossible to believe that he was expressing goodwill!
Cao Ling said to Jiang Feng: "Ask him in your foreign language and see if this kid can compete with you!"
Jiang Feng nodded and asked in Spanish: "Who are you?"
The man¡¯s face showed a bit of joy, but he still shook his head and chattered for a while!
Jiang Feng asked again in French: "Who are you?"
The man's face showed a look of surprise, and he said in French: "I am Count Lukaye of the Principality of Moscow. Who are you? Why did you attack my expedition team?"
Seeing that the other party understood French, Jiang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief and translated the words of Count Lucaille to Cao Ling!
Cao Ling grabbed Lukaevsky's hair, looked around, and sneered: "Is this considered a count? Tell him that this is the territory of the Ming Dynasty. They invaded the territory of the Ming Dynasty with arms and attacked the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty. He and his All the people will be executed!¡±
Jiang Feng translated Cao Ling's words and returned them intact. Count Lucaille immediately panicked and shouted in French: "No! You can't do this. I am a count and I have the right to redeem myself. You No matter how much ransom you need, I will pay the ransom and redeem myself!"
Hearing Jiang Feng¡¯s translation, Cao Ling felt amused again. He slapped Count Lucaille¡¯s face with his mouth and cursed: ¡°How much ransom can you pay with your virtue?¡±
After the beating, Cao Ling said to Jiang Feng: "Tell this boy, I will let him go if he pays a ransom of one hundred taels of gold!"
Jiang Feng was stunned when he heard this. He didn't know how to translate this "one hundred taels", but Jiang Feng also had a way to deal with it. He said directly to Lukayevsky: "Our adults said, you only need to pay one hundred pounds of gold." You can redeem yourself!¡±
In Jiang Feng¡¯s opinion, one hundred taels and one hundred pounds both carry one hundred, so let¡¯s deal with them like this first!
But Count Lucaille didn¡¯t answer. Instead, he rolled his eyes and fainted! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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