Chapter 2258

When a new day came, mang gultai, who had just become a new Khan in the post Jin country, looked at the rising sun, and his face was not happy and excited.

After abolishing Huangtaiji yesterday, he planned to contact the Daming side and try to negotiate peace. He wanted to leave the territory of Daming with the remaining intact five flag soldiers and disabled three flag soldiers. However, as long as he went out, the Houjin soldiers sent out of the camp would be shot and slaughtered by the black armor heavy cavalry of Wanli Dynasty swimming near the camp.

There is no meaning to communicate with you over there.

How do you play?

Before, I didn't sit in the sweat position and didn't know the pressure. Now I really do. At this critical moment of pit father, mang gultai was blind. He sent a small group of scouts out of the camp and was killed by a single or several black armor.

If there were more people, those guys would blow the horn and soon attract more than 300 heavy cavalry troops to set off a massacre, just as the red flag tried to leave yesterday.

What about this?

The golden eight banners behind the hall will not be trapped in this area, will they?

Just as manggurtai stood in a daze at the door of the Khan tent, he suddenly heard a sporadic, faint to almost inaudible low sound.

The sound was first single, then more and more dense.

Soon, there was a loud noise in the position of the blue flag Department in the southernmost part of Daying, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Mang gultai rushed to the blue flag camp with a group of Pro guards. When he went in, he saw Amin going north with a group of Pro guards in a panic.

"What happened?"

Mang gul'tai asked angrily, and Amin wanted to cry without tears. "Sweat, those Ming people use magic again. There are only less than ten Ming people outside the camp, but they are slaughtering my blue flag warriors one by one across a distance of four or five hundred steps."

Mang gul'tai immediately thought of the scene that He Zhong shot fan Wencheng's head hundreds of steps away yesterday, and the whole person shuddered.

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More than 400 meters away from Houjin camp, Zhu Youjian, Cao Huachun, Fang Zhenghua, Wang Chengen, sun chuanting, Lu Xiangsheng, Yan YingYuan, and Qi Xuan are only eight people. Of course, there are eight of them on the surface, but in fact there is an invisible Tong Jian.

Eight people stood on the flat ground, more than 400 meters apart. They were armed with a Mauser 98K carbine. They were still equipped with a quadruple mirror. The butt of the gun was on their shoulders. Zhu Youjian, 18, was like an experienced hunter. He pulled the trigger, pulled the rotating rear pull gun, Peng, pulling, and automatically jumped the cartridge case.

He and the other seven, Sheng Sheng, quickly fired their rifles into the posture of machine guns and submachine guns.

More than 400 meters away, whether the rear golden soldier standing behind the wooden fence or the rear golden soldier holding a shield for defense, as long as he gets a bullet, he will either turn his braid or be seriously injured.

The inlaid blue flag in yesterday's bloody battle was almost unharmed, but it ushered in a continuous attack of 98K early in the morning. No wonder Amin, the flag owner, was eager to go north for help.

What's more, after hundreds of steps, only Zhu Youjian and them played the blue flag, and they were all unable to fight back.

Hundreds of bullets were fired in one breath. Zhu Yujian didn't know that he had killed several hind Jin soldiers. He was so excited that he grabbed a water bag from his waist and poured a big mouthful, "big partner, several Qing families, I'm also the first emperor to go to the front line to kill the enemy after Wuzong."

"And it seems that the results are good!"

The normal Zhu Youjian is of average physical quality. He can't stand too many hanging dogs that can be hung for Daming. Yesterday, Xu Junxian easily took out some food made by game skills and added some attributes such as physique and agility to these people.

Zhu Youjian has become a fierce man with three times the quality of ordinary people.

Such a fierce man kills Tartars with a sniper rifle and a quadruple mirror a few hundred meters away. He doesn't care about the setback.

With Zhu Youjian's laughter, Cao Huachun also pulled the trigger and lifted off the head of a warrior with a blue flag, "Your Majesty is powerful. With this batch of firearms given by Xianjun, even if we don't invite more than 300 factory guards from Grandpa Wanli's years, these firearms are not damaged and there are enough bullets. Your majesty can easily catch up with Taizu and Chengzu."

Lu Xiangsheng opened several shots and emptied the magazine before laughing, "Your Majesty, give me a hundred Chongzhen two-year rifles, and I promise to create a peaceful and prosperous era for your majesty."

Speaking of this, Lu Xiangsheng also looked at sun chuanting, who had been shooting without speaking. Even if the sun Baigu had a perforated cartridge clip, he did not have a tendency to speak. He just changed the cartridge clip, continued to aim at the target and pulled the trigger.

He was trembling with excitement.

This kind of blood abuse Tartars, the other party can only be beaten and can't fight back. It's like a long distance from a huangquan road hundreds of meters away. It's great.

During the gun test yesterday, Zhu Youjian asked what the name of such a magic gun was. Tong Jian waved his hand and said that since it was given to you, it would be better to call it Chongzhen two-year rifle.

The name is fixed and the quantity is fixed.

Five hundred two-year rifles with unlimited bullets.

How to allocate it is up to Zhu Youjian, so Lu Xiangsheng is looking forward to allocating some amount.

Even if Lu Xiangsheng has confidence in his military training ability, many people also have confidence in him. After all, he is one of the four pillars of the Ming Dynasty evaluated by Xianjun. However, the battlefield is not the same level as ordinary soldiers and soldiers with Mauser 98K carbine.

After another shot, Yan YingYuan was impatient, "Your Majesty, the Beijing camp only needs 100 Chongzhen two-year rifles. I am confident that I will calm all kinds of rebellions in the north and south of the river for your majesty. Even if your majesty wants to re preside over a reform like Zhang Zhuguo, even abolish local guard stations and form a new army, I am confident that I will use 100 step gunmen with other Beijing camp soldiers to clear all obstacles for your majesty."

Zhang Zhuguo in his mouth is Zhang Juzheng. Before the year of Chongzhen, there was no external interference in the history of this plane. Everything was the same as the official history. After Zhang Juzheng died, he was copied by the Shenzong and almost whipped to death.

However, in the second year of the apocalypse, the emperor of the Apocalypse had rehabilitated and restored his reputation, and pursued the posthumous title of Shangzhu state.

Yan YingYuan is not even a scholar, but he also knows whether Zhang Juzheng's reform is good or not. He also knows that Daming is still an era in need of reform.

Under these words, Zhu Youjian also laughed excitedly, "OK, five hundred rifles, I leave two hundred in the inner court, and the other three hundred will be used by the three secretaries. With such a two-year rifle, I am really full of expectations for pingliao."

All three of the four prime ministers led 100 infantry riflemen, and then trained a different number of recruits. Such recruits are the greatest force support since Zhu Youjian took office.

He himself, the two hundred firemen in the palm of his hand, whether used for eunuchs in the palace, royal guards and East Hall, will also be a force to calm the country. Zhu Youjian himself also likes the pleasure of shooting.