One Emperor through the Ages: Starting from Infinite Copying

Chapter 319

The flintlock guns of the Ming army, obviously loaded with ammunition, or the firing process, were much faster than the Mughal soldiers.

The small flag chief skillfully guided nine soldiers, firing in one round.

Ten projectiles flew out, and the soldiers in the front were hit by four, their bodies fell backwards, and they rolled down the mountain.

"Hell, how does this assistant have firearms?"

The Bazaar on the side shouted excitedly, and Wade held the telescope that he had bought from the Portuguese.

"Strange! Isn't the auxiliary army without long-range weapons - ? "

"Great God Brahma, that's not an auxiliary army at all, it seems to be a Ming army."

"There should be ten Ming troops!"

Several lords who gathered around Wade frowned.

"Lord Wade, what are you doing?"

"The silver coins bought by the Portuguese at a cost me a thousand rupees!"

"You can see far away, you see!"

Several other lords took a closer look, and they all gasped.

"There are ten guys wearing plate armor, which should be the regular army of the Ming army."

"The others are all Heshuo Special Assistance Army."

Lord Wade was a little worried: "Ten Ming troops are not enough to worry!" "

"It's just that the Ming army seems to be equipped with flintlock guns, a firearm that is more advanced than our fire pistol and arquebus."

"I wanted to buy it with the Portuguese and found that the flintlock was five times the price of this arquebus, and then I didn't buy it."

The other lords were all a little panicked.

"So what now?"

"Don't panic, they are ten Ming troops, even if we attack strongly, we can eliminate them."

Ten Ming troops, each with four five-hundred-milliliter gasoline bottles hanging from their waist.

Gasoline bottles of soldiers, in general, are not intended for combat.

Each Daming National Salvation Army, equipped with four gasoline bottles, was generally marching to fight and used for cooking on fires in emergencies.

In the Daming National Salvation Army, each soldier has a charcoal bag with five pounds of coal in it, and the general situation is not urgent, and the coal is used for cooking.

However, in this Qinghai-Tibet war zone, the altitude is too high, and the soldiers like to grill the meat directly on the charcoal fire, so as to ensure that the meat can be fully cooked.

The Daming National Salvation Army, ten soldiers, fired continuously at the wooden spearmen of the Bazaar who climbed the hillside and wanted to attack the pass.

Fifty or so soldiers had already rolled down the hillside at the front.

One scream after another made the surrounding soldiers tremble.

The soldiers of the Bazaar lords were originally the poorest, they carried wooden spears and wore armor made of wood chips or rattan armor.

Fortunately, these vines can be found in the wild, and then palm oil can also be refined at home.

It's just that this kind of vine armor, although very tough, is easy to be burned.

"Flag chief, do you want to use gasoline bottles?"

The little flag chief nodded: "Yes, anyway, the gasoline bottle is gone, the general will give us supplies!" "

The soldiers opened the lid of the gasoline bottle, lit it directly with matches, and threw it at the enemy who was climbing the mountain.

Poof~~~

The gasoline bottle hit the ground and instantly exploded, and the gasoline exploded everywhere, splashing on the soldiers wearing rattan armor and wooden armor, and instantly ignited a fire.

The soldiers of Lord Wade, who were covering the Bazaar Lord climbing the mountain, were all stunned for a moment.

"Lord Wade, Lord Bazaar, their soldier vine armor is set on fire."

On the hillside, one soldier after another rolled down.

Lord Wade gasped: "Spread out on both sides, scatter and shoot!" "

"Lord Bazaar, come back quickly!"

Bazaar could not hear the sound from the rear at all, and when he saw the continuous flames in front of him, he waved his hand.

"Retreat, retreat temporarily!"

After hearing the order to retreat, the soldiers with wooden spears breathed a sigh of relief.

They climbed with a roller and slipped down the mountainside.

The soldiers who withdrew were gray one by one.

"Lord Bazaar, the enemy seems to have used a strange thing!"

Wade stared at the pass in the distance, a little angry.

"Yes, that thing was packed in a glass bottle, and it exploded instantly when it fell to the ground, and it was hit by the splashed liquid, and the fire on the body could not be extinguished at all."

"My soldiers' armor was originally all wood chips and rattan armor, and it burned even more!" (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Lord Bazaar, you count the losses, it's your turn for the other lords!"

Bazaar temporarily retired with his soldiers and horses to rest, and Bazaar took people to count.

"Lord Wade, in less than an hour, he lost more than eight hundred people."

Lord Wade also gasped, looking at the foot of the mountain in the distance, and the soldiers who rolled down and had not yet lost their breath, their whole bodies were scorched, and it seemed that they would not live long.

The other four lords looked at what happened to the Bazaar lord and were very entangled.

If you preserve strength now, you will definitely not be able to preserve strength.

At this time, if anyone dares to preserve their strength, they will definitely be regarded as fearful enemies like tigers and will be dealt with by Lord Wade.

"Commander, we should press all the soldiers and horses up and seize the pass with the tactics of a sea of people."

Lord Wade looked at the suggestions made by the lords beside him, and the whole person was stunned.

"Seize the pass, can you see if our soldiers and horses can all be deployed?"

"Lord Bazaar just five thousand people, all of them can only go up to one thousand people and one thousand people."

"If this goes all up, once it is defeated, countless people will be trampled to death."

"Lord Gus, take your soldiers and go immediately."

"It's better to let the archers, lying halfway up the mountain, shoot accurately!"

Lord Gus clasped his hands into fists: "Order! "

The soldiers of the lord of Gus are slightly better, at least some of the soldiers have leather armor, some soldiers are still wooden armor, and some soldiers have no armor.

However, the soldiers of the lord of Gus had a thousand archers, and each archer had ten arrow feathers.

"Archer, climb the mountain! Halfway up the mountain, shoot enemies at close range. "

A thousand archers began to climb from the foot of the mountain.

The Himalayas, this endless stretch of mountains, are relatively precipitous.

There are basically no roads, so you can only climb up from places that are more like roads.

A thousand archers, in teams of five, scattered to climb towards the pass at the junction halfway up the two mountains.

"Remember, at a distance of about eighty steps, you can lie on the ground and shoot arrows, and don't go to the enemy's gun like a fool!"

The archers of the lords of Gus, they are equipped with strong bows, and the most important thing is that these strong bows are passed down from generation to generation.

Some strong bows are hundreds of years old, but the bowstrings are often changed.

Some of the leather armor of these Mughal soldiers was also handed down.

Lord Gus, as a stingy lord, each archer only has ten arrows, not that the lord of Gus is reluctant, it is really a crossbow arrow is a consumable, although the cost is not expensive, but the number is large, then it is expensive.

The archers were climbing, and Gus did not forget to remind the heralds.

"Go, let the archers move faster, save some use of arrows!"

The Lord of Wade was different, he bought goods from the Portuguese every year, sold them into the Mughal Empire, and earned a lot of silver rupees.

His thousand archers, three boxes each, sixty arrows.

The Ming soldiers who were shooting a small flag at the pass watched the Mughal soldiers attack again and were very angry.

"Flag commander, this Mughal Empire soldier not only did not surrender, but dared to fight back!"

The flag chief was not afraid in the slightest, holding a gasoline bottle.

"Ming Army generals, kill with me!"

Assist Junmeng: What's the thing? Ten Ming armies actually attacked thousands of enemies attacking.

While attacking down the mountain, he threw out a thousand burning gasoline bottles.