Ch 6: Tianbao 5
“Kong, the Guerrilla, look at this field, why is there nothing here? And what is this? It’s as tall as a person, and the ears of grain are empty. It doesn’t look like wheat or rice.”
“Master, this slave doesn’t recognize it either. I have never seen it before.”
“Get lost, you worthless trash! You don’t know anything, what use are you?”
“Someone, go search the village! I want to see which scoundrels harmed the Garrison Commander. Bring everyone in my house out, kill all the men, and bring the women back.”
“Yes!”
But after a short while, these people came back one after another to report.
“Reporting to Sir, the village is empty. There is no one there.”
“Impossible? Then expand the search area. Search the surrounding villages too.”
Thus, several villages were searched, all deserted.
Suddenly, they heard the sound of horses’ hooves in the distance. Looking far away, they saw a child riding a horse galloping towards them.
“Fei Yangtahu, aren’t you at home? Why are you here? Father, the Ming army has invaded, everyone is dead!”
Not only was the Deputy Commander shocked. Everyone who heard this news was at a loss. Then they all talked in a chaotic manner about fighting back.
“Shut up! Fei Yangtahu, you said the Ming army invaded, how many are there?”
“I don’t know, maybe a few hundred. But their leader is very skilled in martial arts. He killed several of us in a few moves. The others were armed with firearms, killing from a distance. Grandfather told me to come and inform you. Anyway, after I came out, less than half an incense stick of time passed, the gunfire stopped. I don’t know what the situation is on the island now.”
Everyone’s family members were on the island, and now they were all anxious like ants on a hot pan. They all clamored to go back.
The Deputy Garrison Commander thought for a moment, “I have more than two thousand people here. Even if these Han Army Bannermen are not counted, we Qing Army have more than two hundred. Even if it’s one-on-one, we are not afraid of these Ming people. We’ve seen firearms before. How can they be more powerful than our men’s swords?” So he immediately gathered his men and went back to Hulu Island for reinforcements.
Meanwhile, Tianbao also looted a lot of wealth on the island. He immediately used the system to exchange these riches for supplies from the other side. The most important thing now is the weapons problem. The enemy is about to come back. If they don’t get equipped with weapons quickly, many people will die.
“Report to the Leader, we have found out some information. Among these slaves, more than a thousand were once Ming soldiers, but they were unwilling to serve the Qing Dynasty, so they were exiled here to be slaves.”
“Excellent! Then go and ask how many of them can use flintlock guns.”
“System, I remember you said that they seem to have developed machine guns over there.”
“Yes, Host. But they don’t have many, and the price is relatively high.”
“Then give me two machine guns and 10,000 bullets. Also, a thousand flintlock guns and 20,000 rounds of ammunition.”
I didn’t expect these Qing troops to be so rich. Just one Hulu Island, a few thousand people, actually have nearly 100,000 taels of silver. Indeed, I heard people analyze online before that in the late Ming Dynasty, officials had money, landlords had money, merchants had money, Tartars had money, only the Emperor and the common people had no money. And some of the jewelry just dug up are clearly from the Central Plains. This shows that they were robbed. Now that I’ve robbed them, it’s considered returning them to their rightful owner.
Those former Ming soldiers who were unwilling to serve the Qing Dynasty were all tough and had blood. After Tianbao persuaded them, they were all willing to fight with the Qing army. Although they were not all musketeers before, fortunately, they all knew how to use flintlock guns. Soon, Tianbao distributed the weapons. He arranged for people to set up ambushes at various transportation routes. He told the other common people to go back and get the grain and cook the food. These common people had never eaten their fill since the day they became slaves. Let them fill their stomachs first, so they will have the strength to fight later.
After a while, the scent of food came. Tianbao asked some women to deliver the food to the soldiers in ambush. Thus, they waited until dusk, suddenly hearing a noisy sound in the distance.
It seems that those Qing troops are back.
“Dabiao, go down and tell the brothers to get ready, and listen for my gunshots as a signal. Remember our usual training, be sure to use volley fire.”
A group of people rushed onto the island in the distance. Aren’t these the more than two thousand Qing troops who ran out? Looking at their embarrassed appearance, even the more than two hundred Bordered Blue Banner Tartars were in a sorry state.
This Hulu Island is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If they hadn’t been careless, we wouldn’t have been able to attack so easily.
And when that group of people reached the city gate, they suddenly found something wrong.
“Why is there no one here?” Thinking of this, the Deputy Garrison Commander suddenly didn’t dare to go forward. Then he looked at the Han Eight Banners General beside him.
“Kong, the Guerrilla, take your men in to have a look.”
This shocked the Han Army Banner General. He thought, “You are afraid of death, but am I not afraid of death?” But there was no way, who told him that the other man was the master and he was the slave? If the master asks you to scout ahead, you have no choice but to obey.
On the city wall, Tianbao held his rifle tightly, his eyes sharp, firmly locking onto the Tartar leader.
With a crisp gunshot, a brilliant spray of blood bloomed on the Tartar leader’s chest, and then he fell straight to the ground. This sudden attack seemed to be the fuse of the battle, instantly igniting the entire battlefield.
In an instant, gunshots rang out, and dense fire rained down. On the city walls, on the rooftops, in the alleys, in the windows, countless gun barrels extended simultaneously, weaving an airtight net of fire, trapping the enemy firmly.
On the street not far away, the group of people standing in three rows skillfully took turns firing their guns. Each shot was incredibly accurate, and dozens of enemies fell. Their cooperation was so smooth, as if they had undergone countless drills.
After killing the leader, Tianbao quickly operated the machine gun, and the deafening sound of “da da da da” shook the ears. The two machine guns on the city walls were fully operational, roaring like fire dragons, mercilessly devouring the lives of the enemy.
The Tartars fell into chaos, they fled in terror, trying to find cover. However, wherever they hid, they could not escape this merciless fire attack.
As time went on, the number of Tartars decreased, and the voices of surrender began to rise and fall. These people who had once been afraid of death finally bowed their heads in the face of death.
The surface of the battle was extremely bloody, with broken limbs everywhere. For Chenxi, a soul from a peaceful era in the afterlife, seeing this scene for the first time was quite shocking. But he quickly calmed down. He continued to operate the machine gun and joined the battle.
The more than two hundred Qing troops were still very strong. And half of them had cotton armor. Although they were caught off guard at first, there were still some casualties. Fortunately, the machine gun had a high rate of fire, and quickly eliminated them. Otherwise, the consequences would have been even more serious.
As they surrendered, people around them surrounded this area with guns raised.
“Quickly arrange for someone to guard them and collect all the weapons.”
At this time, Zhang Dabiao came over with a burly man.
“Report to the Leader, we have just found a talent.”
What talent?
Just now, ten Tartars rushed into a civilian house and killed several of our soldiers, but this brother took care of them all by himself.
“Oh, may I ask what this brother’s name is?”
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