MTL - Steel, Guns and the Industrial Party Across the World-Chapter 556 crash two

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The militiamen continued to advance, with hesitation and doubt on their faces, but their steps were still neat and firm - resolutely executing orders is an important part of militia military training.

On Schroeder's side, twenty Arda soldiers armed with new-style firearms walked out of the line and stood at the forefront.

"Aim!" Under the command of the chief of staff, the twenty soldiers raised their firearms. If someone leaned closer to the muzzle and looked into the barrel carefully, they would find circles of guns in their barrels. Spiral texture.

In Bulgan's view, the situation on the other side is very strange.

Logically speaking, shouldn't all the horizontal teams raise their guns to meet the enemy immediately?

Why are only twenty people ready?

Then he immediately discovered something even weirder.

The flintlock guns that are commonly equipped now, because of the low accuracy, often use the salvo method-the soldiers stand shoulder to shoulder in a tight row, all pointing the muzzles directly in front of themselves, and all together after hearing the order open fire. In this way, although the accuracy of a single shot is very low, the overall hit rate is very objective. Because no matter how far the trajectory of the bullet drifts, it will not make a 90-degree turn, and there is a high probability that it will hit some unlucky guy in the opposing team—after all, the enemy also has to line up in a horizontal line or a square formation, and collective shooting The casualties caused to the opponent are even greater.

Therefore, shooting at a distance from the enemy does not require soldiers to deliberately aim at a certain target.

However, in Bulgan's eyes now, the twenty soldiers in front of Schroeder's team all pointed their guns at him.

What's going on, are they going to kill themselves as the commander first? Can you hit it?

An ominous premonition enveloped Bulgan's whole body, causing his fine hairs to stand up one by one.

But what can he do now?

Hide behind your subordinates in full view? joke.

Bulgan bit the root, insisted on his head held high, and continued to march along with the militia on horseback.

"Haha!" Lieutenant Colonel Claude, the battalion commander of the Ninth Infantry Battalion, grinned and said happily to Chief of Staff Schroeder, "He's looking for death."

Seeing that Bulgan entered the effective range, the old knight shouted, "Fire!"

At one command, twenty rifled flintlock guns fired at once, and the bullets whirled and flew towards the target.

As the person in charge of the training department, Bulgan often touches guns, teaches soldiers to shoot, supervises soldiers' training, and he himself often hone his shooting skills. Every time he touches the cold gun body and bullets, he feels that this miraculous creation made by Paul Greiman is ruthless, powerful, unstoppable, and fatal with one blow. It is a perfect weapon for killing people. . What kind of sword, what kind of bow and crossbow, all pale in front of this kind of weapon.

And Bulgan imagined in his mind more than once what it would be like to be hit by this terrible weapon. Having been on the battlefield, he has seen the wounds of the enemies who were hit. The sight is undoubtedly terrifying. He has also asked about the feelings of those wounded, but other people's verbal descriptions cannot replace the personal experience.

What would happen if you were shot by a musket?

Now Bulgan knew that in just a split second, he had been shot through flesh by at least ten deformed lead bullets, and even one shot directly through his shoulder blade.

pain? Bulgan didn't know, because he was hit in a deadly part in an instant, maybe his brain had no time to perceive it, and his only feeling was that his life was losing his life rapidly.

It was as if he was gradually isolated from everything outside his body by an invisible transparent barrier. First, his sense of touch became dull, but he could still see the frightened expressions of the militiamen looking at him, and he could also hear their panicked cries. Even the sound of the ground began to blur, and finally he could not see or hear, and the fire of consciousness began to go out.

Will father, grandfather, ancestors of the family be proud of me? Alas, maybe the Warren family will cease to exist in the future...

But... How did Earl Graham escape the attack? How did the people in the Lord's Mansion know the news from the outside world? Where did the Chief of Staff's army come from?

The lord's guards are elite, but they can't hold back the large number of people on their side. If they can't, they will set fire to the forest. In order to isolate the news, they have controlled the signal towers in several key locations, and controlled the main roads of Huxin Town through martial law. , In the end, I waited until the garrison in Huxin Town ran far away before doing anything. Every carefully considered and prepared measure has an accident.

With these few mysteries, Bulgan's life completely dissipated.

Bulgan Varun, the current commander of the militia, is dead!

The army that he organized just two days ago lost its last grip, the doubts lingering in his mind, the anxiety that he might be a traitor, and the fear of facing the regular army—especially those cannons that gave off a frightening cold light , finally crushed their spirits.

There was a clattering sound, the sound of guns being thrown to the ground, and the militiamen lowered their heads and shoulders, waiting for the judgment of fate.

Will he be shot? There are ready-made cannons on the opposite side, and many people think so in despair.

Accompanying Bulgan are several of his best friends, but their prestige is not enough to reorganize the army. In fact, their own will has already been crossed. They had no way out, so they directly raised their hands high.

Schroeder shook the reins ~www.novelbuddy.com~ rode forward to a relatively short distance, took the megaphone and shouted: "Listen, all militiamen, Battalion Commander Claude will bring you back The camp in Huxin Town, you stay there for the time being, don't go out!"

On the latter sentence "Do not go out", he emphasized his tone.

"In the future, someone will talk to you one by one. If you were only deceived by the traitor during the rebellion and did not take the initiative to do any evil, the lord will give you a lighter sentence. If someone has long been in collusion with the traitor, or took advantage of the chaos If you have done evil, and the evidence is solid, you will never let it go!"

Regarding the chief of staff's words, most of the militiamen felt amnesty after hearing it, and looked like they were still alive after the disaster, while a few people were still anxious and sweating coldly.

Several of Bulgan's confidants were **** and beaten.

Battalion Commander Claude pointed to the direction of Huxin Town and said to Schroeder, "My lord, someone from the city is coming."

Schroeder looked, and there were indeed two knights galloping towards this side, with long smoke and dust rising behind them.

"Appears to be from the Home Guard."

Claude, with his sharp eyes, recognized the clothes of the visitor.