So the battlefield suddenly fell into a strange state, and they seemed to be trapped between them. To be precise, the people of the Morris Gang were trapped. They probably did not expect that Jing Yu's convoy could block the bullets, which caused their original ambush plan to not reach the pre-order target. However, even so, the ambush location they chose allowed the people of the Morris Gang to avoid being counterattacked.

After all, they still have enough territories and covers, and unlike Jing Yu and the others, they are in an open area. If there weren't a carriage and the carriages were particularly reinforced, they would have been killed by the Morris Gang long ago.

Of course, Jing Yu also has to thank the power of guns in this era and the world. After all, relying solely on high-pressure gas rather than gunpowder, the projectiles are not as powerful as muskets in terms of weight or initial speed. Otherwise, the reinforced carriages may not be able to stop the bullets from being easily shot through.

In any case, the Morris Gang was in a dilemma because they did not have enough accurate information to figure out the carriage information of the ambushed object.

If they continue to stay here, they probably won't last long because they don't prepare enough water and food. However, if they want to evacuate, leaving the cover of the stone will expose themselves to the other party's gun, and the three people lying down here can prove that the other party has more than one sharpshooter.

So Lecter became even more angry, "Hey, they're going to be in a stalemate with us here."

"Yes, Lecter, we can't waste them, what should we do?"

"Damn bastards, they beat Little Aiton and Red-haired Jack to death, I'm going to kill them."

"How do you kill them? If we rush out, we will probably be killed. Their shooting skills are very accurate."

"I just said they shouldn't be dealt with. They have at least 7 gunmen and two carriages."

"But who is interested in their carriage?"

"I'm a little thirsty. Who of you has water in your water bag? Give me some drinks."

"Mine has been drunk."

“So too.”

"This is fucking shit."

The people from the Morris Gang hid behind the pile of stones and complained to each other.

Listening to his subordinates complaining and quarrel, Lecter knew that he had hit the iron plate this time, but he still had to control the overall situation and roared in a low voice: "Shut up the fuck! Listen to me!"

His subordinates immediately stopped the noise and calmed down and listened to his boss's instructions.

"Listen, it seems that we can't kill them now. They hide behind the carriage, but it doesn't matter. We can use the night to evacuate after dark. Their carriage is not fast enough and they can't catch up with us at all. When we go back, we bring more people and food to the front before killing them." Lecter told his plan to his subordinates.

His men heard that the boss had a plan and it seemed very feasible, so they naturally stopped arguing with each other. After all, as long as the leader of a team is not panicked and can give reasonable instructions, the people below will not feel at a loss.

So the people of the Morris Gang resisted their hunger and prepared to wait for the night to come. They leaned against the stone to rest. Anyway, the other party couldn't get through. However, for safety reasons, someone would stretch out his head to see if the person on the other side ran out from behind the carriage.

Now both sides are like children playing war games, shooting at each other several times from time to time to make sure that the other party does not leave the cover and rush out, and then wait for the night to come.

The battle took place after Jing Yu took a nap, so it would take only two or three hours to wait patiently until dark, and it was a long wait.

Of course, during this period of time, Joe Marston decided that the other party was also thinking of waiting until dark, and then he took the risk of dragging the injured coachman over.

He tore open his clothes and checked. The shot was on his right shoulder. It was probably because he was hit by the opponent when he poked out from the right side of the carriage and shot half of his body.

The coachman looked listless, gasping for breath with his eyes closed, and his expression was a little dazed, but the wound was not serious after the coachman bandaged it himself, and he no longer bleeding. Joe Marston untied his messy bandage, washed his hands with a bottle of wine, and then roughly picked out the bullets from his wound with his hands.

Regardless of his scream, Joe Marston then poured the remaining wine on his wound and bandaged him again.

"Man, you're lucky and didn't hit the bone. It doesn't seem like this is a big problem. If you can fight tonight, you'll get better with just two days off," Joe Marston judged.

Jing Yu was really unacceptable to Joe Marston's medical methods. Considering the infection, he returned to the car and took out a pill of cephalosporin. After all, this person was to protect them from being injured, so Jing Yu gritted his teeth and took out the anti-inflammatory medicine he had treasured.

Looking at the curious eyes of the people next to him, Jing Yu was not willing to explain anything, but said to him: "Eat this and you will survive."

The coachman looked at the colorful capsules in Jing Yu's hand and was puzzled, but he still took them and ate them.

Now they are waiting for the night to come. Fortunately, they still have food and water in the carriage to use. After eating and drinking water, they still hid behind the carriage and waited patiently.

When it started to get dark and it looked like it was a dark night, Joe Marston asked again: "Mr. Jing, are you sure that they can't escape in the dark? If they are asked to escape, we will probably have trouble later."

"Don't worry, as long as you are ready, shoot them when you see them." Jing Yu said, and he took out the bright light flashlight he had prepared. The flashlight with a range of 150 meters up to 230 lumens will leave them without any hiding.

"Okay, Mr. Jing." Joe Marston did not continue to ask, but pricked up his ears with others to listen to the movements on the other side. The people of the Morris Gang would definitely not dare to cause fire to light the light if they wanted to leave. That would be like seeking death, but they could not wait until it was completely dark.

I don't know how long I waited, but Jing Yu felt a sound in the distance. He didn't know if he was auditory hallucinating or if the other party was really moving. Just as he tried to listen, Joe Marston patted him and signaled that the other party would take action.

"Get ready, sirs," Jing Yu said to them, then held the flashlight in his hand and prepared to light it up.

He thought that the other party should have left the cover, and suddenly turned on the flashlight switch and shone it in the distance. A straight beam of light passed from them to the stone pile.

"Shoot quickly!" Jing Yu saw several figures in the light column, and seemed to be a little shocked when he was shining. However, the few people on his side were also shocked by the light emitted by the flashlight and did not take action, so he immediately reminded him.

The few people who woke up immediately shot at the other party. The projectiles advanced rapidly with the high-pressure gas, and instantly hit the unprotected opponent.

Jing Yu swept back and forth with a flashlight, looking for the other party's figure. As long as someone was shining, he was shot by several guns, and then he was hit and fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!