xymnovel Chapter 43 If you don't flush and I don't flush, who will flush?
Chapter 43 If you don't flush and I don't flush, who will flush?
"Hahaha, boss, those brats from the Luo family army are here!"
"Wait a minute, why did they stop? Damn it, why aren't they moving?"
"Holy crap, what's that noise?"
In the distance, a group of bandits waited excitedly for Luo's army to approach and engage them in battle. They all had their guns ready, waiting to open fire as soon as Luo's army got close.
To their surprise, the Luo family army did not walk directly into their musket range as they had imagined and engage in a firefight. Instead, the group suddenly stopped for no apparent reason, and then a series of crackling sounds, like those of muskets but deeper and more muffled, came from afar.
Just as the bandits were still wondering what tricks the Luo family army was up to, one of them suddenly looked up and noticed small black balls falling from above his head.
"not good!"
When they saw these small balls, they instinctively felt a chill.
Although they didn't know what the little ball was, judging from the sound they heard, it must be some kind of firearm, definitely a weapon used to kill enemies!
Unfortunately, by the time the balls landed, the bandits gathered at the front had no time to escape.
Boom boom boom!
One after another, Hojo's deafening bombs pounded into the bandits' ranks, and in the blink of an eye, these small bombs launched from the cannon barrels exploded on the spot.
Some of the Hojo Thunderclap Bombs with shorter fuses exploded in mid-air above the bandits before they even hit the ground, causing even more serious damage.
One bandit after another fell down screaming, and many others clutched their blown-off calves and wailed. Their eyes flashed with terror, completely unexpected that the enemy could throw a bomb from such a distance!
"Stay calm, don't panic! What's going on?"
Surrounded by several skilled fighters, Hong Tong, the head of Lianyun Village, sat steadily in a sedan chair at the back. He quickly shouted loudly to the bandits in front, hoping they would calm down.
But with each explosion, even though he screamed at the top of his lungs, his shouts barely reached the ears of the bandits.
"Hahaha, not bad, not bad, keep firing!"
On the other side, Rock watched with excitement as Hojo Shōtenrai stood at the front of the formation, wildly firing at the enemy, and couldn't help but give this unit a thumbs up in his mind.
What is a Japanese Sengoku period version of Katyusha?
This is like the Japanese Sengoku period version of Katyusha!
In terms of single-shot power, the Hojo Shocking Thunderclap is not particularly powerful. In fact, it's not even as powerful as a grenade used by grenadiers during the Napoleonic era.
As a result, in most cases, unless a soldier is accidentally hit in a vital area by shrapnel or is directly covered in this thing and blown up, it is difficult for an ordinary soldier to be killed by this weapon in one shot.
But it doesn't matter. Putting aside the fact that wounded soldiers on the battlefield often have a greater impact on the enemy than the dead, just the sheer number of Hojo's Thunderclap Bombs is enough to allow this thing to overwhelm the enemy through continuous explosions!
Looking into the distance through his binoculars, Rock could almost clearly see the look of terror on the faces of the bandits. Looking at their expressions, he couldn't help but laugh.
Hehehe, that's a good idea. I'm going to make him think that these people want to fight a direct battle, so I'll send troops to charge up.
When that time comes, they will most likely rely on the ambush on the hillside to throw their own formation into disarray, and then use sheer numbers to win.
Unfortunately, he doesn't follow the usual path at all.
His weapons have such a clear range advantage, so why not make good use of that advantage?
As for the few ambush troops lying in wait on the two hillsides, they will naturally be dealt with by other teams.
Hearing Rock's repeated praises from behind, the Thunderclap soldiers were all overjoyed and loaded their ammunition with even greater enthusiasm.
In reality, most soldiers don't really like using weapons like the Thunderclap Bomb because it's not very stable and can easily cause them to explode.
Especially since the area was relatively poor, many of them simply used bamboo tubes to make these thunderclaps, which increased the probability of them exploding.
However, the weapons produced by these systems are all of extremely high quality. In addition, they also learned the fighting style of Napoleon's soldiers and pre-measured their gunpowder in paper packets, making it almost impossible for them to accidentally spill too much gunpowder due to panic.
In this way, the weapons they possess have almost no risk of exploding, and even the risk of the bomb getting stuck inside due to poor manufacturing processes is eliminated.
The weapon in my hand is stable enough to deliver the bombs to the other side every time, making it very safe. So what is there to worry about?
Isn't this a perfect opportunity to rack up military merits?
After being bombarded by two rounds of thunderbolts, nearly a hundred bandits in the front row had been killed or wounded.
While a single detonator might not be enough to kill a bandit, the combined explosive power of a large number of detonators falling on a small area can be extremely devastating.
Some bandits couldn't take it anymore and tried to escape, but the supervising team with large machetes showed no mercy and cleaved the fleeing bandit in two with a single blow.
"Damn it, don't back down!"
"Damn it, charge! Charge upwards!"
Hong Tong came to his senses and realized that he couldn't continue like this.
This is unbelievable! What is the background of the Luo family army? How come they have such small cannons?
Upon hearing the head steward's order, the bandits of Lianyun Village were the first to react, but many of the other bandits were still unsure whether they should rush forward.
On the one hand, it was because they were afraid, and on the other hand, it was because they did not hear the orders of their own leader, and they only obeyed their own leader.
Ultimately, Hong Tong was merely an alliance leader; although he was the nominal commander-in-chief, he couldn't command others beyond the authority of the other bandit leaders.
Seeing these silly guys, Hong Tong felt like he was about to explode with anger.
What is their leader waiting for? Why hasn't he led his men to charge uphill yet?
If we just stand there, what can we do besides stupidly getting bombed?
At such times, even the bandits of Lianyun Village showed no mercy.
Seeing that they had all rushed forward, but these guys were still standing still, even their leaders were looking at them with a sly look, as if they were going to use them as cannon fodder.
Seeing the behavior of these guys, the bandits of Lianyun Village were all furious. Their leader had sent out invitations to recruit heroes to lure a group of cannon fodder who would risk their lives for him, but they never expected that these cannon fodder would want to use them as cannon fodder!
Without any hesitation, some bandits immediately whipped the group with horsewhips, and some even pressed gun barrels against their lower backs, forcing them to move forward.
Seeing that the bandits of Lianyun Village were not easily fooled, the other bandit leaders reluctantly gave the order to attack, while secretly praying to the gods to protect their troops from suffering too many losses.
Lianyunzhai is a large and wealthy family, and can withstand relatively serious losses, but how could those scoundrels have such ability?
Among the teams that accepted the invitation to fight alongside Lianyun Village, the largest team had no more than 50 members, while the smallest team had as few as five.
In this situation, let alone the death of a whole group of people, even the death of just one person would make them grieve. They simply cannot afford to lose anyone!
The bandits who were lying in ambush on the hillside were still a bit confused, because they didn't know what to do next.
If they stayed here to continue the ambush, they could see that the people below were already rushing up, while the Luo family army on the other side showed no intention of getting close. The ambush was definitely not going to happen.
But if they just run away like this, what if they haven't received any orders from the boss?
"Damn it, stop standing there and charge down the mountain with me!"
Just then, the bandit leader who was leading them suddenly shouted and fired a shot.
Immediately afterwards, he took the lead and ran towards the direction of Luo's army. When the other bandits who were lying in ambush on the mountain heard the commotion, they also rushed down after him. One after another, bandits in white emerged from the snow, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred people appeared.
"Goodness, I didn't expect there to be so many ambushes!"
Looking at the scene on the hilltop, and the bandits charging forward like pigs, some even falling down the slope and rolling all the way down, Rock couldn't help but laugh.
The same goes for the bandits at the front, who were busy launching their attack. These guys truly gave Rock a vivid demonstration of what a rabble looks like.
When a group of people charged forward, their pace was out of sync. Some people foolishly rushed forward for a while, only to find that the people behind them hadn't followed, so they quickly ran back.
As they ran back, they collided with people rushing forward from behind, causing the entire group to fall into chaos.
"Young Guard, advance! All militia units follow the Young Guard, fire from behind them!"
Rock drew his saber, pointed it forward, and shouted the order.
He had considered before whether to simply put all the militiamen in front of the Young Guards and use them as cannon fodder to help block bullets.
After all, when this group of bandits charged, the enemy only sent cannon fodder to the front, while their true elites and main force followed behind!
But after thinking about it for a moment, he dismissed the idea.
These militiamen have only been trained for a short time; they can only fire at fixed targets. If you really put them in front of the bandits charging, they would most likely cause trouble.
Let's hope they don't end up as cannon fodder and instead retreat in disarray, affecting the Young Guard.
Since that's the case, let's put the most resilient young guards at the front. They can just keep firing under the cover of the elite soldiers.