Chapter 332: The one who beats up is the elite!

"Sir, you are the officers and soldiers of the Jinwu Avant-garde!"

"Among the garrison troops in Nanjing, their combat effectiveness is the strongest, so please be careful."

Zhang Haibin reported to Zhang Zhun with some concern.

He was a local snake in Nanjing City, and was naturally very familiar with the army around Nanjing City. Just take a look and you will know what unit the other party was. The Jinwu vanguard was one of the twenty-six guards of the upper twenties back then, and his status was parallel to the Jinyiwei. When the Jinwu Guard was at its peak, there were four guards in front, back, left and right, with more than 20,000 people, which was deeply trusted by Emperor Hongwu. Unfortunately, after Zhu Di, the Ming Dynasty, moved the capital to Beijing, the entire Jinwu Guard was left in Nanjing and included in the sequence of the remaining Dusi. In this way, the Jinwu Guard inevitably declined and eventually became an ordinary local guard.

However, the lean camel is bigger than a horse. The officers and soldiers of the Jinwu Guard are quite good among the defenders in Nanjing. This Jinwu Avant-garde is the focus of the officials in Nanjing. The soldiers are the best, the weapons are the best, and money and food are basically distributed on time and in quantity. Therefore, among the guards left behind in Nanjing, its combat effectiveness is the strongest. When the Japanese pirates attacked Nanjing, the Jinwu Avant-garde's resistance was the most active.

What Zhang Haibin was worried about was that the senior officials of Nanjing actually dispatched the Jinwu vanguards to deal with Zhang Zhun. Obviously, they wanted to kill Zhang Zhun. For their own self-interest, they actually dispatched the most elite army to intercept the important officials sent by the court. This was simply a rebellion! If Lord Zhang Zhun's guards could not defeat these officers and soldiers of the Jinwu vanguards, Lord Zhang Zhun would be in danger!

"Who is the commander of the Jinwu Avant-garde?"

Zhang Zhun asked calmly.

"Zhao Lanfeng. The son of Zhao Zhilong, the boss of Xincheng."

"The four guards in front, back, left and right of Jinwu Guard are all the sons of Xin Chengbo as commanders."

Zhang Haibin's short answer.

Zhang Zhun nodded thoughtfully.

It turned out that Xincheng Bo Zhao Zhilong controlled the most elite Jinwu Guard among the Nanjing defenders. No wonder, his small earl actually surpassed other dukes and marquises in Nanjing. No wonder, when the Qing army headed south in the future, he was the one who took the initiative to surrender. If the Jinwu Guard, his son, lost the courage and determination to resist, there would be no need to mention other troops. Damn, these guys dare not resist the Qing army, and they are not polite to him at all. They open fires, which is so lively!

Is it tolerable? Who is tolerable?

"Continue to dock!"

Zhang Zhun said fiercely.

He wanted to snatch the Qing army and beat the guys from the Jinwu avant-garde! Instead of letting the Tartars teach them a lesson in the future and throw away the entire Nanjing city, it would be better to give them a blow first and make them sober. Perhaps, the development of history may cause any changes due to this. Are you not the elite? What we want to beat is the elite!

Fuhai and Ninghai slowly leaned towards the shore.

All the soldiers of the Hu Ben Army were on guard. Their eyes were firmly locked onto the Ming army on the shore, and their fingers were pressed on the trigger. As long as they entered the effective range, they would shoot immediately.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunfire on the shore became more and more fierce. All the Ming army were constantly releasing the combs. The white smoke produced by the combs was getting richer and stronger, so that many Ming soldiers were shrouded in it. Fortunately, the north wind was still relatively strong. The Ming army at the north station and the white smoke produced by the combs were all floating to the south, which had little impact.

The merchant ships passing by nearby did not know what was going on here, and they all came over. Some curious merchant ships actually stopped to watch the fun, wanting to see what happened. Some merchant ships left quickly, for fear of causing trouble. However, in general, there are more merchant ships preparing to watch the fun. Their merchant ships are moored in the middle of the Yangtze River, and are not afraid of being accidentally injured. Having said that, in recent decades, the surrounding area of ​​Nanjing has not been so lively.

One hundred feet...

Eighty feet...

Sixty feet...

Fifty feet...

"Bang!"

Zhu Chengtai took the lead in firing.

Minnie roared away.

"Plop!"

On the opposite river bank, a Ming army was hit, his body became weak, and he fell forward in the water. The splashes of water immediately attracted the attention of many people. The Ming army around him couldn't help but be shocked. The distance was so far, they were actually hit. What weapons were they facing? They clearly saw very clearly that there were no cannons on the two lucky ships! If there were cannons, they would not take the initiative to provoke them.

Zhang Haibin was also shocked. The range of the Hu Ben gun was far beyond his imagination. What a powerful weapon? The Ming army's muskets were not as powerful as large-caliber large-spray guns! The big guns require two people to use and the reloading is very slow, but the reloading speed of these muskets equipped by Zhang Zhun's subordinates seemed to be very fast!

Zhang Zhun held up the Qianli Mile Mile Mile and said calmly: "This is specially used to kill the Tartars."

Zhang Haibin said admiringly: "It's really amazing!"

The distance between the two sides continues to be shortened.

Other snipers also fired one after another.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Amid the intermittent gunfire, more Ming troops fell to the ground.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Intermittently, the Ming army continued to pour into the river.

The other Ming troops had to retreat to avoid falling into the water themselves.

Forty feet...

Thirty feet...

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The Ming army's mesh guns were shooting more and more fiercely. The continuous gunfire was like the firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. The rising white smoke showed from another angle that their shooting intensity was quite strong. Judging from their shooting movements, they were indeed the most elite defenders in Nanjing, stronger than Zhang Zhun imagined.

At least, their shooting movements and shooting queues are basically in compliance with the norms. There is no messy scene. Everyone should be in the position and what they should do, and basically have a clear rhythm. Even if they were hit by Minnie bullets and some casualties occurred, they did not immediately disperse. In this regard, their combat level is already much better than other guards.

However, the range of the clamp guns they used was really not very good. The elite firearms of the Ming army were all in the important towns on the nine sides and in the hands of the war soldiers. Most of the Ming army stationed in Nanjing were the clamp guns produced by the guards under the Governor's Office of the Five Army. Even the Jinwu Guards were no exception. The effective range of these muslams they used was about twenty feet. They were obviously useless to shoot targets that were thirty feet away. Therefore, despite the sound of gunfire, Zhang Zhun and others did not do anything.

Of course, the Ming army did not have the power to counterattack. The large spray guns they used were quite powerful. Dozens of large spray guns combined to form a good firepower net. The soldiers of the Tiger Army did not dare to be careless. Otherwise, Fuhai would have pounced on them like a sea wolf.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The sound of this large spray gun with a caliber of up to 30 mm is somewhat similar to that of the tiger squat cannon, and is much more shocking than the sound of ordinary musket guns. The effective range of the large spray gun is more than 60 meters. It can be said that it is the most powerful and farthest range except cannons. According to previous combat experience, if the Mongolian cavalry is hit by the large spray gun, even people and horses can be overturned to the ground.

In fact, occasionally, the projectiles shot from the large spray gun hit Fuhai's side, making a dull sound. If the ship hits the side, it will definitely be beaten to fly. It is not impossible for the 30mm projectile to hit the person and break the person's body. Therefore, dozens of large spray guns of the Ming army posed a certain threat to Fuhai and Ninghai, which were gradually docking.

However, the disadvantages of the large spray gun are also very obvious. Not to mention the large guy who needs two people to operate, the loading speed is also tragic. The reloading of the Hu Ben gun only takes more than ten seconds. The loading of the large spray gun takes at least one minute. Such a shooting speed is obviously not enough to meet the needs of actual combat. Often, after a shot is shot, it will be silent for a long time.

The operator of the Great Spray Gun is also the target of the Hu Ben Gun's concentrated shooting. For such weapons that threaten themselves, the Hu Ben Army soldiers will of course concentrate their firepower to destroy them first. The distance between 30 meters, the accurate head of the Great Spray Gun is not very good, but for the Hu Ben Gun, it is an excellent sniper distance. All the snipers of the Hu Ben Army aimed at them and shot.

"Bang!"

Li Menghao calmly pulled the trigger.

"puff!"

A Ming army holding a large gunfire fell backwards,

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The other soldiers shot and shot at the same time.

They were shooting the man in front of the big spray gun. Under their precise shooting, the operator in front of the big spray gun kept falling down. The big spray gun had to operate two people. If one person fell down, the big spray gun would lose balance and could not play a role. The Ming army had about fifty big spray guns, and more than half of them were quickly destroyed. In this way, the threat of the big spray gun was greatly weakened.

However, on the side of the Hu Ben Army, several soldiers were hit by the big spray gun, causing casualties. After all, the Ming army on the other side was the most elite defender in Nanjing City, and they still had a certain level of operation of the big spray gun. Occasionally, there were bullets with the big spray gun accurately landed on the deck. The soldiers of the Hu Ben Army all shot on the deck, without any protection in front. The power of the big spray gun is indeed huge, and as long as it is hit, it is difficult to have a chance to escape. On the right side of the Fuhai deck, the blood from the big beach appeared, which were all traces left by the big spray gun. Of course, the casualties of the Hu Ben Army will only inspire other soldiers and shoot the enemy more fiercely.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The soldiers of the Tiger Army swept Minnie bombs toward the enemy crazily.

Those big spray guns are the targets they attack with all their strength.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

Because it was very close to the river bank, the Ming soldiers who fell to the ground fell into the river.

The large spray gun that fell from the owner's hand lay down on the ground. Some even rolled into the river along the slopes by the river. Some of the large spray guns, which were operated by one person, could only drag back helplessly, hoping to drag it back to the back to reload the ammunition.

The blood soon dyed Jiangnan red. The waves surging on the river surface kept floating out the bodies of the Ming army and drifting downstream. The river water near the Ming army was already completely dyed red. The red water surface area was still spreading.

Zhang Haibin couldn't bear it and couldn't help saying, "Sir..."

Zhang Zhun said deeply: "Zhang Haibin, can you let them stop?"

Zhang Haibin said obscenely: "Sir, I can give it a try."

Zhang Zhun nodded and handed him the loudspeaker.

This amplifier is actually made of thin iron sheet, with a mediocre effect. However, in this case when both sides kept firing and firing, if the loudspeaker was not used, the Ming army on the other side would not be able to hear it.

"Brother on the other side! I am Zhang Haibin from the left guard of the navy! The boat is an adult from Beijing! You have a ceasefire! You have ceasefire! They are all your own people! They are all your own people!"

"Brothers on the other side, you can stop fire! Don't get me wrong! They are all your own people! I am Zhang Haibin from the left guard of the navy! Is it Mr. Zhao Lanfeng on the other side? Brothers from the Jinwu Avant-garde, don't shoot! They are all your own people! They are all your own people!"

Zhang Haibin shouted loudly.

The Ming army on the other side obviously heard Zhang Haibin's call and a brief ceasefire appeared. The gunshots of the coercion guns were temporarily sparse, and the launch of the large spray guns also stopped. However, soon, several Ming army officers shouted a few words, waved their waist knives, and asked the other Ming army to continue shooting. As a result, the other Ming army opened fire one after another. The gunshots of the coercion guns rose again. The bang bang sound of the large spray guns was mixed with it.

At this time, the distance between the two sides was quite close. Even without Qianli Jing, Zhang Haibin could see it. It was Zhao Lanfeng, the commander of Jinwu Avant-garde. He had met this young master Zhao and naturally recognized each other. He let go of the loudspeaker helplessly and said angrily: "Sir, these people are stubborn, I can't convince them."

Zhang Zhun frowned and said, "There's nothing more."

Zhang Haibin sighed helplessly and never spoke again.
Chapter completed!