Wang Long listened attentively and suddenly said: "Someone is coming up the mountain."

The news reached Shuangxi, who was in the middle of the team, and Shuangxi said: "Ambush."

The Qing army who climbed the mountain to investigate in the middle of the night was so tired that he cursed his mother.

"In the middle of the night, we don't teach people to sleep well. It's really..."

"I have always dreamed of marrying a big-assed aunt..."

It wasn't until the Qing troops holding torches got closer that the rebel pistol soldiers heard clearly.

Wang Long glanced at Double Happiness.

Shuangxi said: "I heard from the sound that there are not many people, maybe twenty or thirty people. Eat them."

Wang Long remembered being hit in the back by someone before, and muttered: "Our insurance team can do it, but these guys, I'm afraid they may fail more than they succeed."

Shuangxi said: "No matter how many there are, just use the bayonet as much as possible. Once the gun fires, fight quickly and run away immediately after the fight."

When the Qing army approached, Shuangxi and Wang Long moved at the same time, followed by a group of pistol soldiers with pale faces and daggers.

Wang Long jumped over a hurdle, jumped over a fallen tree, and leaned close to the Qing army.

Pfft...

Pfft...

In an instant, Shuangxi and Wang Long each eliminated a Qing soldier and aimed at the remaining targets.

When it comes to the pistol squad at the back, although they have been fighting with the Qing army during this period, neither side has reached the point of close combat.

Fighting with a bayonet is completely different from fighting a lively battle far away. Everyone's face is earthy and their hands and feet are weak.

Some of them stabbed the knife in the wrong place.

Some simply stabbed them in the belt and were blocked.

In an instant, noises broke out: "Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

Double Happiness is extremely helpless.

He saw that a Qing soldier nearby had raised his rifle and aimed at a pistol soldier who was entangled with the Qing army. He stepped forward, raised the knife and lowered it, and at the same time raised the muzzle of the Qing soldier's gun.

Bang...

Bullets floated into the sky.

The gun has already been fired, so there is no need to hide it.

Wang Long took out a Winchester M1894 from his bag. This lever rifle was also designed by John Browning and has always been regarded as a classic by the United States, but it is extremely rare on the battlefield.

Because a bolt-action rifle can be aimed over the shoulder while pulling the bolt to shoot, while a lever rifle needs to turn the bolt and re-aiming over the shoulder, which exposes the shooting posture and delays time.

Zhao Chuanxin purchased a batch and kept them in the arsenal, with few people willing to use them.

But Wang Long loves this kind of gun very much.

He killed a Qing soldier with one blow and took out the Winchester M1894 without shouldering it. He held the handguard in his left hand and quickly turned the gun with his right hand.

Bang!

Without leaning over the shoulder to aim and relying entirely on feeling, I was able to hit the target with one shot from a distance of twenty paces.

Bang, bang, bang...

The tubular magazine of this rifle can hold 9 rounds of bullets.

Wang Long shot while walking, but his gun failed to miss.

Shuangxi uses a horse card gun, which also only advances but never retreats. He is closer to the enemy. In a chaotic battle, he usually has to fire at least two shots against the enemy before changing the target.

In a moment, Shuangxi eliminated the last person in front of him. He looked up and saw a pistolman pulling the trigger into the air to empty the magazine of the shell gun.

He shouted: "Ceasefire, ceasefire..."

When everyone took a look, they realized that the enemy had been wiped out...

In an ambush, three of the pistol soldiers here died, and four others were defeated, but it was no serious problem.

Seventeen people, now only 14 are left.

Shuangxi glanced at his dead comrade: "Pick up the quick rifle ammunition on the Qing army and leave quickly."

The remaining pistol squad had just witnessed the combat prowess of Shuangxi and Wang Long, coupled with the deadly fight just now, they were completely helpless, so they became more obedient.

But the adrenaline rush faded, and my hands and feet became even more weak.

Shuangxi and Wang Long led the team in front, and after a while, they fell about twenty meters away.

Wang Long watched the firelight shining at the foot of the mountain and listened to the roar of the Qing soldiers. A trace of ferocity appeared on his face: "Brother Shuangxi, why don't we use them as cannon fodder..."
Chapter completed!