Chapter 095 Sharpshooter

Outside Hutou Village, on the hills by Dianshan Lake, there was a blazing fire, sweeping the vegetation in early spring, and the flames rose dozens of feet high, dyeing half of the sky red.

Yan Qionglin was surrounded by four soldiers, crawling down the hill and went straight to the shallow water by the lake. The two soldiers jumped into the water regardless of their lives. It was not because they were brave, but because their generous uniforms were on fire. If they did not jump into the water, they would be burned to roast chickens.

Yan Qionglin, who was running, suddenly had a sharp pain in the back of his head. He leaned back and poured his back into the mud. His official uniform was originally burned to pieces, and this time, he became a pile of yellow mud.

"Who the fuck pulls my braids!" Yan Qionglin scolded angrily: "I scraped him!"

"Mshal, it's a branch!" A soldier gasped and said.

Yan Qionglin's burning long braids were firmly wrapped around the willow branches and pulled him to the ground.

On the hill not far away, many soldiers dragged long braids and ran to the bottom of the mountain with flames. There were a lot of people with braids hanging on the branches. They were pulled by the branches and could not move. They were burned by the flames to cry, and even some people's braids were on fire, and the flames burned along the forehead.

Yan Qionglin was furious: "Fuck! Which the fuck day invented the braid!"

"The general is the emperor of Taizu!" A soldier said hurriedly.

Yan Qionglin was so scared that he realized that what he had just said was very rebellious!

The braids are the ancestral system of the Qing Dynasty. They insult the braids and the ancestors who invented the braids, which are all about to lose their heads! There is even a disaster of extermination!

Good braids! It's fucking good!" Yan Qionglin hurriedly changed his words.

On the hill, violent explosions came one after another, covering up Yan Qionglin's insincere shouts.

Just five minutes ago, the shells piled up on the artillery position exploded. These shells should have flown to the cliff, where there was a courtyard in the dense forest, which was the nest of the revolutionaries.

The five wild cannons on the hill, together with more than 20 soldiers operating the wild cannons, were blown into the sky. The explosion caused a fire and soon covered the whole hill. The general Yan Qionglin and more than 100 soldiers in the warning artillery position were besieged by the fire. Fortunately, their own soldiers rushed out of the fire circle and rescued Yan Qionglin from the fire.

There was no sign of the explosion. Yan Qionglin really couldn't figure out how the good shell suddenly exploded. The wild cannons equipped by Yan Qionglin are the Cropp wild cannons imitated by Hanyang Arsenal. The shells have long been not the kind of gunpowder packages made by the Qing Dynasty, but shells with extremely high safety factors. As long as this kind of shells are not directly burned or hit by enemy shells, they will not be so easy to explode.

Five wild guns have been reimbursed, which is all the possessions of Yan Qionglin's artillery. Without the support of the cannon, the soldiers had no courage to organize an effective attack at all.

On the cliff, the Qing soldiers who had already attacked halfway down the mountain retreated down the hillside like a tide.

On the lake, four small fireboats transporting reinforcements stopped on the water more than 200 meters away from the lake case, and they seemed to be stunned by the sudden fire.

"Who the fuck smokes by the shell!" Yan Qionglin scolded hatefully, "I have to pull out his skin!" This is the most logical reason that Yan Qionglin can think of.

"Mshal, no one dares to smoke around you!" The soldier said carefully, "Moreover, even if the cannonball was ignited by smoking, the smoking guy would have been killed long ago."

Yan Qionglin touched his burnt hair, and an idea suddenly flashed in his mind.

Just ten minutes ago, when he patrolled the artillery position, he seemed to see a familiar face.

It was a young face, wearing the uniform of an ordinary soldier. The uniform still seemed to be stained with blood. Yan Qionglin was a little strange. The soldiers on the artillery position did not charge. How could the soldiers be injured?

Just as Yan Qionglin was about to interrogate the soldier, the small fire wheel on the lake hit the flag and asked Yan Qionglin to answer him. As soon as he hit the line, the soldier disappeared.

Yan Qionglin suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: "It's him!"

Another roar, a shell exploded, and a flame rose from the hill.

In the sound of the explosion, a soldier beside Yan Qionglin staggered and fell to the ground.

Then, there were several explosions, and each explosion was accompanied by a soldier falling to the ground.

Yan Qionglin looked at the soldiers who fell to the ground and shouted, "Fuck, stand up, stand up, the explosion is still far away, you fucking..."

Yan Qionglin stayed on the spot.

He saw that every soldier who fell to the ground was covered with blood on his chest.

They were not scared to lie down by the explosion, but were hit by bullets!

Someone was nearby, covering the explosion of shells and killing four soldiers around Yan Qionglin one by one.

It's him! It must be him!

A terrible prospect appeared in front of Yan Qionglin's eyes. A rifle's front sight was aimed at his forehead, and a finger was pulled on the trigger and gently pressed down.

Yan Qionglin closed her eyes in despair - he was a calm sharpshooter! He is doomed!

There is absolutely no such sharpshooter in his army.

Another explosion, Yan Qionglin sighed, closed his eyes and waited for death.

However, when the explosion was over, he still stood still and did not fall down.

In front of him, there was a familiar voice: "Mr. Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Yan Qionglin opened his eyes. In front of him, a soldier in a bloody uniform held a rifle and smiled at him.

"You blew up my artillery position!" Yan Qionglin smiled bitterly. Just two days ago, the man sneaked into his camp and kidnapped him, forcing him to release the revolutionary who had arrived.

The man nodded: "I'm sorry, General Manager Yan, and please come with us again."

"Who are you?" Yan Qionglin said angrily, "Two nights ago, you forced me to let go of Shi Zhongji's criminal. Today, you blew up my wild cannon again. Who the hell are you?"

The man smiled faintly: "It doesn't matter who I am, Mr. Yan, I told you last time that Mr. Sun Wen will achieve great success. If you can't get along with him, you are looking for yourself."

As soon as the man waved his hand, Qiu Jin, Shi Zhongji, Tang Qunying, Jiang Naiwu and Ge Yunhao came out of the reeds behind him.

Jiang Naiwu and Jiba Yan Qionglin were tied up. Ge Yun clapped his hands and shouted, "Brother Zhou is so powerful. He not only blew up their cannon, but also caught a general!"

"Why are you surnamed Zhou again?" Qiu Jin frowned and asked, "You changed three surnames in a blink of an eye. Do you want us to trust you so much?"

Jiang Naiwu shouted, "He saved my life, and I believe him!"

Shi Zhongji also shouted, "So, it was you who saved us two nights ago?" He heard Yan Qionglin's words in the reeds. It was Zhou who forced Yan Qionglin to release them.

Zhou Charter nodded.

"Who are you? Why did you do this?" Qiu Jin asked.

Zhou Charter laughed and said, "Who am I? You don't believe me when I say it. Let's stop chattering here. Hurry up and go up the mountain. Xu Xilin on the mountain will not fight at all. If this battle continues like this, everyone will be finished sooner or later!"

"Can you fight?" Tang Qunying still didn't believe it.

Ge Yun became impatient: "Sister Tang, if he can't fight, can he save us all? Let's still listen to Brother Zhou and go up the mountain quickly.

Everyone escorted Yan Qionglin and followed Zhou Charter to the east side of the cliff.

The fire in the wild artillery position disrupted the deployment of the Qing soldiers, while the Dingwu army, who came in a small fire wheel, stopped on the lake. On the shore of the lake, the Qing army had no leader and was in chaos. Everyone avoided the front of the Qing army and went around to the north side of the cliff.

There was a gentle slope, which was originally the key blocking position of the Qing army. The Qing army had no fighting spirit and retreated one after another, leaving a gap. Everyone successfully reached the hillside and soon reached the red wall on the cliff.

The red wall had already been destroyed by the cannons of the Qing army, leaving a few ruins, and the remaining revolutionary army fell behind the broken wall.

Xu Xilin fell on his left arm and came out from behind the broken wall with a pistol in his right hand.

The boy had a great life. A shell exploded beside him, and the shrapnel cut off his braids, but did not hurt his head. It's just that his left arm was hit by a shrapnel and shed a lot of blood.

"Miss Qiu, why are you here?" Xu Xilin asked.

Qiu Jin did not answer Xu Xilin, but asked urgently, "Where is Mr. Sun?"

"Mr. Sun is in the back house, which is safer." Xu Xilin said.

"Safe shit!" Zhou Charter scolded: "That house is the shooting benchmark of the artillery. The training level of the Qing soldiers below is not good. If it were the Japanese, the house would have been razed to the ground long ago! We have to quickly transfer Mr. Sun to the eastern pass, which is the shooting corner of the cannon.

"Brother Zhou, haven't you already blown up their cannons? What are you afraid of?" Ge Yun asked kindly.

"There are mountain cannons on the small fire wheel!" Zhou Charter said that he had long observed that the Qing army in a small fire wheel was much better equipped than Yan Qionglin's troops, and there were five canvas-wrapped objects on the bow. In terms of form, it must be a mountain cannon.

"Who are you? Why do you say it's not safe there?" Xu Xilin asked.

Qiu Jin said hurriedly, "Hurry up and follow his words, hurry up!"

Four small fireships have docked on the shore of the lake, and more than 2,000 Qing troops began to land. These Qing troops are indeed different from Yan Qionglin's troops. They wear large-brimmed hats and braids wrapped around their heads, wearing light blue tight military uniforms, armed belts around their waists, leggings on their calves, and move quickly. Soon took over the position of the Qing army, and the originally chaotic Qing army soon became orderly.

Some Qing army unloaded the cannons from the ship and pulled off their coats on the shore of the lake, revealing the black muzzle. It was indeed five mountain cannons.