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The silence on Fukushima is so quiet that even the sound of insects cannot be heard, only the sound of waves slashing against the reefs on the shore.

The sound of the waves just covered the footsteps of the soldiers' actions.

"superior!"

Zhang Zhun took the soldiers ashore.

Because Zou Mingjia did not come, the attacking team was divided into seven teams, two teams surrounded from the left and two teams surrounded from the right. Zhang Zhun personally led three teams to the middle. Yang Zixuan's musket team followed Zhang Zhun closely.

Because it was night, there was no light on the island, and after getting off the sampan, it was not easy to walk. In fact, there was no road on Fukushima, only a muddy mudflat. Zhang Zhun and others had a little effort when they passed through the mudflat. Fortunately, due to the cover of the night, they were not discovered. Otherwise, as long as there were ten Tartar archers blocking the mudflats, the guards would probably all be hung here.

After leaving the mudflat and being down-to-earth, Zhang Zhun breathed a little relieved. No one in the escort team knew how to lurk, so Zhang Zhun could only make a clear way in front of him. While walking, someone in front suddenly shouted carelessly: "I'm back? I thought you bastards would never be willing to come back again! I said, "What are you bringing back? Are there young girls?"

Zhang Zhun immediately followed the sound.

After carefully observing the other party through the faint light, it turned out to be a "quasi-Tartar" who ran out to pee in the middle of the night. Maybe it was because the light was really bad, or he was careless, and the quasi-Tartar did not realize that the danger had arrived at all. In fact, it cannot be blamed. Every time the Tartar entered the pass or fought with the Ming army, they beat the Ming army to pieces. They did not expect that someone would take the initiative to attack them.

"Don't move!"

"Turn it, you'll be killed!"

Li Jiaxi, who rushed beside Zhang Zhun, stepped forward and pushed the quasi-tartar to the ground. With the faint light, Zhang Zhun discovered that the quasi-tartar was also a Korean, but spoke very well in Chinese.

"Where are the Tartars?"

Li Jiaxi asked gloomyly.

The quasi-tartar obviously did not expect that the person who came ashore was not his own. After panic, he struggled desperately and tried to call the police. Li Jiaxi punched him and pushed the sharp triangular thorn on his throat. The quasi-tartar finally woke up, what was his condition? Suddenly, a strange sound came, but he was frightened and incontinent.

Zhang Zhun bent down and asked coldly: "Where is the Tartar?"

The quasi-tartar stammered: "Behind, behind..."

Zhang Zhun looked up at the darkness not far away and nodded indifferently.

Li Jiaxi held the quasi-Tartar's mouth with one hand and stabbed the triangular thorn into the other's throat with the other hand. The quasi-Tartar left the world silently. Two guard soldiers came up from behind, dragged the body away, and hid it in the grass.

Zhang Zhun waved his hand and led everyone to move forward.

The Tartars and Quastars on Fukushima were really lax in defense, and there was not even a sentry. The guards were like entering a no-man's land, effortless. Soon, Zhang Yatie caught a tongue, but it was a Han man. Zhang Yatie kicked the other party and beat him hard. The traitor finally surrendered and answered questions.

According to him, the other quasi-Tartars were hiding behind the hills and were basically asleep now. As for the five Tartars, they did not live with them, but were in a cave on the left. Because they had just arrived from Tianheng Island for less than two days, and there was no time to repair anything, the Tartars could only live in the cave.

"How many archers are there in the Tartars?" Zhang Zhun asked in a deep voice.

Judging from the daytime battle, the one who harms the Tartars the most is the archers. The opponent's archers are really too ruthless and accurate, and the escorts are not able to fully resist for the moment. As for ordinary Tartars, if they are not particularly powerful, Zhang Zhun is not afraid. No matter how brave or fearless they are, they are also a scumbag in front of the spear and triangular thorns of the escort!

"Three." The Han man replied with trembling all over.

Zhang Zhun nodded indifferently and reminded the people around him to be careful and care.

Three archers are still a bit troublesome. If the opponent takes advantage of the terrain and shoots from a high position, the guards will definitely suffer a lot of casualties. Although Yang Zixuan's musket team is also very lethal, in terms of accuracy, it is too far from the Tartar archers. If one-on-one fight, the three Tartar archers can completely kill three musketmen in seconds.

Zhang Yatie stabbed the triangular ridge and cleanly defeated the other party.

Zhang Zhun waved his hand, and the soldiers followed the direction he pointed and quietly lurked over.

The Tartars' combat power is indeed good, their archery skills are even more powerful, but their vigilance is not very high. They probably think that there are too few officers and soldiers in Shandong who dare to take the initiative to attack. The guards rushed to the mountain nest, but the enemy had not responded yet. So, the guard soldiers rushed forward and killed everyone they saw, and the fierce battle began immediately.

Zhang Zhun followed behind the team, watching the soldiers fighting, and closely watched the movements of the three Tartar archers. Next to Zhang Zhun, ten musketeers also shot. Within such a short distance, the lethality of the muskets was still very high. Those quasi-tartars who got up in a panic were hit by the musket and fell down staggeringly.

The appearance of the musket team also shocked these quasi-Tartars. Amid the sound of gunfire, the quasi-Tartars could not distinguish at all. How many enemies had come, let alone who were these enemies. Through the jumping fire, the quasi-Tartars could identify the military uniforms of the guards and the military flag of the guards, but they had never seen such military uniforms.

In panic, the combat effectiveness of the quasi-Tartars was greatly reduced. Many people just got up and were stabbed to death by the spear that was stabbed towards them. Some people just picked up their weapons and had not had time to identify the direction, and enemies appeared around them. Unpredictable, they could only be slaughtered. Even if they had enough time to prepare and were subjected to such an attack, they would have to bear huge psychological pressure, and their combat effectiveness would definitely be weakened a lot.

On the contrary, the soldiers of the guard team are full of momentum. In fact, if they really want to fight one-on-one, they may not be the enemy's opponents. After all, they have not received professional training for a long time and have not experienced enough actual combat. However, they win because they have the right time, place, and people, and can maximize their combat effectiveness. One rises and the other falls, and the balance of war is obviously tilted towards the guard team.

The three Lumi guns never moved.

Their mission is to snipe the archers of the Tartars.

During the melee, the juntaths kept rushing to Zhang Zhun. Zhang Zhun waved the triangular spikes and solved the opponent in two ways, and absolutely did not allow the opponent to get close to the three Lumi guns. Li Jiaxi and others also guarded Zhang Zhun and consciously wiped out any enemies who tried to get close to the Lumi guns.

There were only five Tartars on Fukushima, and the others were all two Japanese devils, and their combat effectiveness was incomparable to the Tartars. They were caught off guard and had no ability to resist at all. The soldiers of the guard team were like wolves and tigers, cutting melons and vegetables, and instantly swept most of the mountain nests.

"Tartars!"

"The Tartars are here!"

Suddenly, someone shouted.

The sound then came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Zhun rushed to the front and found a rock inside, and the Tartars were surrounded behind the rock. Three soldiers in the guard lie on the ground, with long arrows inserted on their bodies, and blood flowed out. Fortunately, because they were wearing thick wet cotton coats, they should have a chance to rescue them.

“All five are there?”

Zhang Zhun asked in a deep voice.

"Everything is here!"

Yang Qianqiang gritted his teeth and answered.

The three guard soldiers shot by the Tartars were all his subordinates, and two of them were very outstanding recruits. Although they still had a chance to be rescued, this revenge must be avenged. Several soldiers tried to rob their companions, but were also injured by sharp arrows. Three of them were shot in the brain, obviously unable to survive. This made Yang Qianqiang even more angry and he wanted to rush out and drag the wounded back.

"Fighting always comes at a price, it depends on whether the value of this generation is worth it!"

"No matter how much the price you can get rid of these Tartars is worth it!"

"We will not abandon any of our brothers to be rescued by the wounded, but we cannot be reckless!"

Zhang Zhun calmly comforted Yang Qianqiang and others.

Of course, Zhang Zhun was very sad about the casualties of the soldiers. However, it is not the time to feel heartbroken. The most important thing now is to eliminate these Tartars who are fighting stubbornly. Because there is no way out in the cave, the Tartars can only hide in it and fight to the death. Unfortunately, the guards did not prepare weapons such as grenades, otherwise these Tartars would have to take earth-based planes. Now, they can only rely on muskets to deal with the Tartars.

The biggest trouble with muskets is that their accuracy is too low. At the same distance, the Tartars' arrows are much more accurate than muskets. Even Lumi guns are the same. At a distance of 100 meters, the Tartars' arrows have a hit rate of at least 50%, but Zhang Zhun really can't guarantee the hit rate of Lumi guns. If you want to kill the Tartars cleanly, the distance must be compressed to within 50 meters. However, it is not easy to advance to within 50 meters under the Tartars' bow and arrows?

"Jie Yang!"

Zhang Zhun shouted to the back.

"arrive!"

Jerry Yang arrived quietly.

"You are responsible for commanding other troops and clearing out all the enemies outside!"

"If there is an enemy captured alive, send it here!"

Zhang Zhun said in a deep voice.

Zhiyuan Yang agreed to go.

At this time, the fighting outside had gradually subsided.

In this mountain nest, the Tartars lived alone. After they were surrounded, the other quasi-Tartars suddenly lost their backbone and were suddenly attacked by the guards. They suffered heavy casualties and their morale became increasingly declining. After a while of support, they completely collapsed.

Some quasi-tartars ran to the shore and tried to snatch the sampan and escaped, but were killed by Yang Guohua and others without hesitation. Just kidding, now Yang Guohua is determined to surrender to Zhang Zhun, and these quasi-tartars hit him, which just gave him a chance to show off. The more people killed, the more letters of vote in his hand, and the greater the chance of joining Zhang Zhun's command.

Yang Zhiyuan soon escorted thirteen quasi-Tartar prisoners to come.

Zhang Zhun nodded and said to Yang Zixuan: "Order the Musket Team to load all the ammunition!"

Yang Zixuan said: "Everything is ready!"

Zhang Zhun said to Yang Qianqiang again: "Prepare to transport the wounded!"

Yang Qianqiang nodded with a serious expression.

Zhang Zhun glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Push these quasi-tartars in front, line up, make up the gap with earth shields, and slowly move forward! Yang Zixuan, follow behind the human wall, look for a machine to shoot!"

Yang Zixuan agreed.

Everyone took action immediately.
Chapter completed!