A hole opened in Muriel's left side, but he was still alive and not unconscious. Seeing Claude crawling to his side, he showed a wry smile: "Boss, am I going to die?"
"You can't die, the wound is not in a vital place." Claude breathed a sigh of relief and took out a tube of healing potion from his pocket. This was one of the four bottles of perfect quality healing potion he brought from home. It has great effects on trauma. most. First, pour half a tube of healing medicine on the wound to stop the bleeding, and then give Murield the other half. As for cleaning the wound and digging out the gun, you have to go back to Amys City and let the doctors from the treatment center do it. Responsible for processing.
"Just lie down and don't move. I'll take you back later." Claude said to Muriel.
In fact, Murray was very lucky. He was riding a horse. In addition to the injury to his left rib, it also caused some pain after falling off the horse. One of the two soldiers standing next to him at the time was shot in the chest, leaving a big hole and was already dead. The other's neck was broken. Although his eyes were still open, anyone with a clear eye knew that the injury could not be saved.
A small group of enemy infantry appeared on the small mound in front of them at some point, wearing white military uniforms. Strangely, they did not line up and fire at this side. Instead, they spread out and knelt down to aim and fire at Claude and the others. , several soldiers who had finished firing were standing up to reload their muskets.
Claude lay on the ground and raised his gun to aim. Except for him who had just reloaded the gun with gunpowder before coming out of the mud pit, everyone else was holding unloaded and loaded guns.
With a "bang", a soldier on the mound who stood up with a purge and stuffed a gun into the barrel was shot down by Claude, but the rising smoke also revealed Claude's position. Several soldiers who didn't fire pointed their guns at Claude. Gunshots rang out, and several bullets hit the mud on the left and right sides of Claude.
"Why don't there still be some people alive who don't load up the ammunition to fight back? Have you forgotten all the previous training?" Claude roared in annoyance and rolled into the mud puddle next to him.
There were only a small group of twelve enemies on the mound. Now one of them had been knocked down by Claude, leaving only eleven. The only thing that surprised Claude was that their muskets could also be used for targeted and precise shooting. The few shots that hit Claude just now proved this. If it weren't for Claude lying on the ground, his target was small, and the weeds were dense enough to hide him, he might have really suffered a loss.
After rolling into the mud pit, Claude had room to move and hurriedly loaded the musket in his hand. After about a minute, Claude pointed the muzzle of the gun at the mound again. At this time, "bang bang bang" gunfire sounded, and three more soldiers fell on the mound. It was Belklin and the others who lay down on the ground, loaded the ammunition, and opened fire.
The soldiers in white military uniforms on the mound were in chaos. They did not expect that the enemy's shooting would be so accurate. Several soldiers who had loaded ammunition did not know where to aim their muskets. Although the bright red military uniforms worn by Claude and others are also very conspicuous, lying on the ground and being hidden by weeds makes the target very small and difficult to aim. In addition, even after shooting, you don't know whether you have hit it. This makes people on the mound The soldiers were a little panicked and frightened.
"Bang" Claude opened fire. An enemy who was kneeling on the ground and aiming fell backwards, throwing the musket aside.
There was another "bang" gunshot. It was McJack shooting not far away. An enemy on the mound fell to the ground and screamed. This shot hit his shoulder.
The remaining six enemies were hesitant. Except for one who ran to take care of the wounded soldier on the ground, the other five enemies were retreating involuntarily. Claude could only speed up the loading of the charge. The enemies on the mound should be preparing to retreat. Several people argued for a while. One person went to pull the mount left by the scout, and the other three straightened up and headed towards Running on the mound, another one ran over to help his comrade to lift up the wounded soldier on the ground.
Claude had loaded the ammunition again. This time he was aiming at the three retreating enemies. When one of them ran to the top of the mound, he opened fire. The enemy who was hit was shocked and fell from the sky. The mound rolled down.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang," four gunshots rang out. It was Belklin and the others who were firing.
However, only two of the enemies fell. The horse on the mound was also hit. It stood upright with a scream, kicked its two front legs in mid-air a few times, and then turned around and headed towards the mound when it landed on the ground. The other side is gone. One of the two enemies who went to help the wounded soldiers also fell down, and the other one stood there stunned, looking at the two comrades who fell on the ground, suddenly screamed strangely, threw away the musket in his hand, turned around and went towards Run behind the mound.
"Bang" McJack fired another shot, but this shot missed the target. He watched helplessly as the enemy rolled and crawled and disappeared behind the mound.
Claude loaded the ammunition again, looked at the mound, and shouted: "Baker, take some people to tidy up this place, McJack, Germi, load the muskets and follow me to the top of the mound to have a look."
Climbing out of the mud pit, Claude bent down and groped into the mound. Soon he was on the mound. When he reached the top, he saw that the three fleeing enemy soldiers had become three noobs in the distance. Point, this distance is already four to five hundred meters. Looking around again, there was no movement. It seemed that this small group of infantry was acting alone, rather than being coordinated by a large group of people. It's just that the battlefield between the two opposing sides has always been the territory of the light cavalry of the Principality of Karrnath. This infantry team in white military uniforms belongs to that country. What are they doing here
But when he lowered his head and looked at the musket used by the enemy soldier in white military uniform on the ground, Claude's face darkened, because except for the barrel, this musket was slightly longer than the Obas III standard matchlock gun in his hand. Apart from a few centimeters, everything else was exactly the same. The same medicine box tray cover, matchlock clamping handle and other accessories are moved to the right, and there is a straight line sight and rear sight in the middle of the barrel back. This is a copycat of the Obash Type III standard matchlock gun, which is also used for precise shooting.
Needless to say, it is obvious that this small group of enemy infantry in white military uniforms came here to perform an ambush mission. In April, the Ranger Battalion suffered seven to eight hundred casualties, but the principality's reconnaissance cavalry also lost two to three hundred people. From a casualty loss ratio of one to one at the beginning of the month to two to three to one in the middle of the month, to four to five to one at the end of the month, it has now risen to a casualty loss ratio of seven to eight to one in early May.
The enemy is learning lessons learned on the battlefield day by day and constantly improving, but our side is still resting on its laurels. Now the enemies have used the captured Obash type III standard matchlocks to imitate their own precision shooting guns. They even learned from the kingdom and specially formed an infantry squad to use this precision shooting gun to carry out ambush. It is conceivable that the ranger battalion will face more enemies next. Not only must they prevent enemy reconnaissance cavalry from conducting reconnaissance, they must also prevent falling into an ambush by enemy infantry.
"Master Chief, these are the soldiers of the Principality of Rimodra." Following behind him, Mike, who climbed onto the mound, took off an iron identity plate from the neck of an enemy soldier's corpse in white military uniform, with the name Rimodra on it. The seal of the principality also bears the enemy soldier's military identification number.
"Why did they come here?" McJack handed Claude the identity plate in his hand and muttered strangely.
"You will understand if you look at their muskets." Claude sighed: "They are just like us. The purpose of coming here is to ambush the enemy. Fortunately, they have learned to shoot accurately, but they will not lie down like us. Whether they are on the ground or hiding to load their muskets, or they are still standing and loading ammunition as before, they become our targets. Perhaps, they will soon learn from us and also lie down on the ground or hide and secretly aim and shoot. us"
"Gemi, go and collect the corpses of these enemies. Michael, the scout from the Principality of Karrnas who died over there should be an officer. I saw him holding a single-tube telescope. Go get it and put it over there." Be vigilant at a certain location, and if you find an enemy in the distance, alert them immediately." Claude ordered.
The so-called cleaning up the enemy's corpses is to remove their identity plates, which is a guarantee of completing the mission. Colonel Roesler stipulated in the ranger camp that obtaining an enemy's identity plate not only gave you a two-day vacation, but also a silver thaler bonus. In Colonel Roessler's view, if brave men are rewarded with large rewards, more soldiers will join the ranger camp eager for the high bonuses, and he will not have to worry about the high casualty rate.
What's more, not many people can actually get the bonus. Even if many soldiers kill the enemy, they cannot get the enemy's identity plate. Instead, they will be chased by the enemy's companions. Whether they can return to the ranger camp is a big problem. . Especially now that the enemies are becoming more and more alert. There are very few two or three cavalry left alone. Enemies who have suffered from ambushes are more accustomed to conducting reconnaissance activities in a small team, so that at least a few can be ambushed. The enemy was too worried to shoot
The second meaning of packing up is to seize the personal property carried by the enemy. This is also one of the extra income for the soldiers in the ranger camp who go out to ambush. In addition, the captured war horses and firearms can also be returned to the camp and sold to the logistics department at a price. Although The price was very low, but for a soldier it was a very high amount of money, enough for him to spend two days in a tavern in Amys City. This is also the reason why many veterans and desperadoes who are greedy for money risk their lives to apply to join the Ranger Camp.
Unlike others, Claude always led a small team of men when he went out to perform an ambush mission, and the property he harvested was always distributed fairly. This is why many soldiers in the camp convinced Claude and were willing to follow him on missions. . At the very least, there is no need to worry about disputes over seized property, or even fights and gangsterism over private possession.
Germi went to collect the identity plate and personal belongings from the body, while McJack took a monocular and went to the top of the mound to guard and watch, while Claude loaded the enemy's musket in his hand. He wanted to try this Aim the musket and shoot with accuracy.
After firing ten shots in a row, Claude stopped. No wonder when the soldiers from the Principality of Limodra knelt on the mound and shot at him, their guns hit him all around, which was only about seventy meters away. In terms of distance, this gun shoots out a bit. The accuracy is okay within a distance of fifty meters, but there is an error at a distance of more than fifty or sixty meters, just like the Obas III standard matchlock gun when hitting a target more than a hundred meters away. , whether you can hit it accurately depends on luck.
And after firing ten times in a row, the barrel of the gun was a little hot. It seems that the manufacturing level of matchlock guns of the Anti-Austrian Five-Nation Alliance is much lower than that of the Overas Kingdom, even if they have blocked the Austrian side of the Kingdom. Bash type III standard matchlock gun, but there is still a big gap in the shooting distance and the method of use in shooting training.
However, war is the best teacher for soldiers, and Claude was a little worried. After all, for the anti-Austrian Five-Nation Alliance on the defensive, this kind of matchlock gun that can accurately aim and shoot is more suitable for them. They can completely use various defense facilities and equip them with such precisely aimed and fired matchlocks to resist the attacks launched by the kingdom and cause heavy casualties to the attackers.
Germi came over and handed a large number of identity plates to Claude. He also held a small package in his hand, which contained coins, rings, necklaces and some valuable items found on the enemy's corpse.
"Ask Baker to drive some horses over. You can bundle up these muskets, scimitars, and other weapons and equipment and put them on the horses. As for the belongings, give them to Baker, and we will distribute them after we return to camp and count them." Lord said.
Belklin quickly rode a horse and led four more horses to the bottom of the mound: "Boss, everything is packed down below. Three of us died this time, Alijie, Link and Kruna. In addition, Merde was seriously injured, but the bleeding has stopped and he is still conscious, and Bodea's thigh was slightly injured after being grazed by a gun, and has been bandaged."
This time Claude came to ambush with a total of ten people, killing twelve of the reconnaissance team of the Principality of Karrnus, and killed nine soldiers of the Principality of Rimodra who came to ambush later, and wiped out twenty-one people. , there were five casualties on his side, which can be regarded as a great military achievement.
Sighing, Claude ordered: "Go back to camp and take them all back."