east edge
This is a very typical small town in the south of the Yangtze River. Even in the war years, it has not been affected in any way. In fact, not many places in Jiangnan were really affected by the war. Neither Shengtu nor Yang Jian dared to expand the flames of war in Jiangnan.
This small town is extremely peaceful in the morning, and there are few pedestrians on the small road paved with bluestone slabs. The reason why people like to visit Jiangnan is because of the slow pace of life in Jiangnan, and the picturesque scenery is secondary. People here know how to enjoy life and never get up early when they have nothing to do.
The men in Dongyan Town wake up very late every day when they have nothing to do. Instead of washing up first, they squat at the door of their houses and smoke a shisha. And women, even if they just go to the neighbor's house, they will change into the most beautiful clothes, and even comb their hair meticulously.
There are so many small towns like this in Jiangnan.
The sound of horseshoes crushing the tranquility of the town, the sound of rattling is so crisp.
A few old men who were chatting at the entrance of the village looked back lazily, and then they were startled. A group of majestic-looking cavalry slowly entered the town. Those cavalry were wearing black armor, and the horse lances hanging from the victory hook on the side of the saddle still made people feel chills even if they hid the lance front.
Each cavalryman carried something like a long wooden stick on his back, and a buckskin pouch hung on his waist, which looked bulging and he didn't know what it was.
The most frightening thing is the visors pulled down from the cavalry helmets.
It was incompatible with the atmosphere of this quiet small town, because of the murderous aura on those cavalrymen. The old people in the town haven't seen much of the world, so they naturally don't know that not every soldier in the army has a murderous look on them. Only soldiers who have truly experienced countless times of life and death can have such a cold and uncomfortable temperament.
If the tranquility of this small town is like a pool of water, then this cavalry team entering the town is a ferocious crocodile.
"My lord."
Hearing the news, Lizheng Zheng Sanshui ran over while wearing his clothes, and stopped in front of the team with a flattering smile: "I don't know whose team the officer is in. What business do you come to our town for? I'm from Dongyan Town Li Zheng, if you have any orders, just tell me, and I will help you."
"Has anyone ever been to this town?"
Don't ask the leading cavalry.
"No, our town is the most peaceful, and no outsiders have ever come in."
Zheng Sanshui nodded and bowed his head to answer. Over the years, Dongyan Town has also entered the army and seen bandits. Zheng Sanshui already has some experience in dealing with these people. He knew that these soldiers must not be offended, and he had to obey them if he wanted to avoid suffering.
"The person we are looking for is very special. If you meet him, you will definitely be impressed."
Don't shake a portrait out of your arms: "They all have bald heads like this, have you seen them?"
"Such a bald head?"
Zheng Sanshui's heart trembled suddenly, thinking of the bald man who was a guest at his home at this time... He didn't know the origin of this bald man, he just felt that this man was very gentle, polite, and extremely knowledgeable, while his son Jiang Shufa had never read it. After a few days of studying, he left his bald head.
"No... no."
Zheng Sanshui replied subconsciously. He faintly felt that if he admitted that there was one hidden in his home, it would definitely be difficult.
"Folks, please cooperate. These bald-headed Buddhist disciples were recruited from the Western Regions. They tried to assassinate the Duke of Zhen a while ago and fled after their failure. These people are gentle on the surface but extremely sinister. If anyone finds out, report it immediately, otherwise Fear of disaster."
"No… "
Zheng Sanshui murmured.
"He has it!"
An old man at the entrance of the village suddenly stood up, pointed at Zheng Sanshui and said loudly: "I just saw a bald head in his house yesterday, dressed just like the person in this portrait, I didn't see it when I went in, it must be hidden by Zheng Sanshui! "
Bie Jiang glanced at Zheng Sanshui, and then gestured.
The cavalry behind him immediately divided into two groups, and rushed forward to surround the yard. At this moment, a monk floated out of the courtyard and rushed out into the distance.
"Musket!"
The other general at the head shouted, and the cavalrymen immediately took off the long stick-like thing from their backs, and then reloaded the bullets while chasing the monk. It was a firearm.
Boom!
With the first shot, the cavalry chasing after the monk opened fire one after another. Although the accuracy of the firearms in the longitudinal horse was greatly affected, the number made up for the lack of accuracy. After the bullet was ejected, a fiery snake was drawn out, which was much faster than the feathered arrow.
The monk turned around and flicked the sleeves of his robe while he was rushing forward. The big sleeves bulged like sails full of wind, and the bullets hit it like hitting a very soft but extremely tough wall. However, if the monk wanted to avoid all the bullets, his running speed would drop immediately. The cavalry quickly caught up with him, and surrounded him in a circle.
behind the line
Fang Jie and Xiang Qingniu rode over slowly, and glanced at the monk: "This monk's cultivation level is not very high, and the firearms battalion unit is all on the move. He only has the power to protect himself, and he will be killed in a short time." Kill. Foreigners in Eastern Xinjiang should rely on their superiority in the number of firearms to defeat practitioners."
Xiang Qingniu nodded: "However, what do you want to know when you asked Huoqiying to hunt down the Buddhist sect?"
"I know how the foreigners killed the great practitioner."
Fang Jie shook his head: "It seems that the firearms used by foreigners are different from mine. Practitioners of the eighth rank and above already have the ability to block bullets and retreat. As long as they don't rush forward desperately, it is not a big problem to escape. However, according to the news from the Xiaoqi school, there were ninth-rank practitioners in Dongjiang who were killed by foreign firearms. Moreover, the people who are in the world of goods have already known to Mu Guangling that there were many practitioners in Eastern Chu who tried to assassinate them. The emperor of the Opru Empire named Leman failed."
Xiang Qingniu frowned: "You mean, foreigners have firearms to restrain practitioners?"
"maybe."
Fang Jie's face was a little ugly. He couldn't imagine how foreigners could kill ninth-rank practitioners.
In the distance, the monk was finally unable to withstand the heavy rain of firearms. After a bullet penetrated his body, his internal energy was immediately suffocated. Immediately afterwards, countless bullets choked his body. The body pierced through, and the blood mist exploded bursts.
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The preparations for the army to march northward have been basically completed, and the Black Banner Army has dispatched many cavalry of more than a thousand people to wipe out the remaining bandits. There was only so much Fang Jie could do. After he left, he could conclude that most of the deserters under Shengtu and Yang Jian would turn into bandits and cause chaos. But he was going to leave after all, so he had to clean up more.
It was already getting dark when we returned to Guyuan City. Today, the Firearms Battalion dispatched and killed only one monk, the one hiding in Dongyan Town. It's not that the power of the firearms battalion is not enough, but that Fang Jie has been sending people from the firearms battalion to do this these days. He and Xiang Qingniu killed all the master monks brought by Da Zizai back then, and some escaped, but not many.
"Still wondering what method the foreigners used to kill the great cultivator?"
Xiang Qingniu asked.
Fang Jie nodded, he sipped his tea and frowned in thought.
"Zuo Mingchan sent a message from Mu Ping and arrived."
Fang Jie handed Xiang Qingniu a secret letter in front of him: "There are many foreigners in Muping City, and Yang Shunhui, who is guarding Muping, has been completely reduced to the slaves of foreigners. The team of foreigners who circled behind Mu Guangling landed from Muping Zuo Mingchan said in the letter that the first foreigner team entered Muping disguised as businessmen, came in batches, broke them into pieces, and then left Muping quietly. It took half a year to form a team of tens of thousands of people. Team. This foreign army was going to go around behind Mu Guangling, but was stopped by Zhao Tianzheng who rushed from Jiangdu."
"However, since then, Yang Shunhui has not stopped the foreigners. The foreigners did not use the previous method to infiltrate the army little by little. Instead, the navy fleet directly landed in Muping City, and the troops entered one by one. The two guards of Yang Shunhui all retreated thirty miles away and ignored them."
Fang Jie sighed and said, "The commander of the foreign army in Muping is the grand duke of the Opru Empire named Ertege, and he has no fewer than one hundred thousand troops. Those bloody practitioners were not reconciled, and organized an assassination, trying to get rid of Ertege. As a result... the dozen or so practitioners who went there died."
Fang Xie said: "After Zuo Mingchan knew about this, he brought people to meet those quacks. But they failed, and those people entered the yard where Ertege lived and never came out again. Zuo Mingchan ventured in to investigate , checked the bodies of those quacks, and found that they were all killed by firearms."
"However, Zuo Mingchan suspected that the firearms that killed the quacks were unusual. He quietly turned over a foreign soldier, checked the soldier's firearms and found no difference. Then he went to capture Ertai alive Ge's personal soldier came out and checked the soldier's musket, and found nothing unusual, which is basically the same as the firearm equipped by our firearms battalion."
"No difference?"
Xiang Qingniu asked curiously.
"There must be a difference, but Zuo Mingchan didn't notice it."
"That's what's wrong."
Xiang Qingniu pondered for a while: "The musket is the same, could it be the bullet?"
Fang Jie nodded: "Now I'm beginning to doubt this too... wait..."
Fang Jie's eyes suddenly brightened: "I have seen the so-called so-called mages of foreigners before. When I was in Yunnan Province, there were several mages in the hands of foreigners invited by Emperor Murong Sha of Nanyan. The methods they used were different from those of practitioners. The effect is almost the same, it also uses the vitality of heaven and earth, but instead of using the power of cultivation, they use... "
Fang Jie turned his head and ordered: "Send someone to rush to the Xiaoqi School in Muguangling and Muping City, and ask them to find as many bullets as possible for the personal troops around the important foreign generals."
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Just when Fang Jie thought of something, Muping City was thousands of miles away.
Qianhu Zuo Mingchan from Xiaoqi School glanced at the dead body lying on the ground, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "For two whole months, this guy has carried it for so long! Two months, exhausted all means, and didn't force him to find out The secret of these foreign firearms."
"Thousands!"
A young Xiao cavalry school rubbed his nose, squatted down and looked at it and said, "This guy didn't find any bullets on him, why didn't he bring bullets?"
Zuo Mingchan slapped his forehead: "Damn it! His mother is only focused on finding differences in firearms and people. I even fucking thought that these foreigners also have practitioners, but the ones who practice are generals. Jin attached to the bullet, but did not think about the bullet."
"Let's go get some!"
He smiled: "As long as you know what those foreigners rely on to kill the great practitioners, and then crack it, the good days of foreigners will come to an end!"