Zhang Yangquan glanced at the expressions of the bandits and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, his shot was not accurate. He was about a foot away from where he aimed. Fortunately, he didn't miss much. He shot in the center of the mountain road and rolled on the ground for a while!
The main reason is that the power is too small, and the distance it shoots is not much better than that of a bow and arrow. The stone bullets do not fly fast in the air, and the trajectory is completely visible.
However, he was relieved when he saw the expressions of the bandits... The requirements of these bandits were very low. As long as they could shoot on the mountain road, they seemed to be satisfied.
This is true, after all, the mountain road is so narrow, as long as it can roll on the ground for a while, it can cause great damage. If it is shot on a person, the same result will be bloody and bloody, with broken limbs and legs!
"Hey, Zhang Yangquan, how did you do that?" The second village leader looked at Zhang Yangquan with a completely different look at this time, his big eyes shining brightly.
Zhang Yangquan smiled slightly and said: "It's actually very simple. As long as you know the trick, you can shoot as accurately as me!"
"Say it quickly! Say it quickly!" The second village leader pushed him impatiently.
Zhang Yangquan then explained the three-point and one-line aiming method. The leader of the second village ordered people to load stone bullets and gunpowder. He looked eager to try, as if he planned to shoot one himself.
Zhang Yangquan thought to himself: "Looking at the way she doesn't care about gunpowder, there should be a lot of stock in the stronghold. Even if the bows and arrows are used up, they can still be defended with stone bullets. The only problem now is food!"
Just as the leader of the second village was about to fire a bullet, the voice of the bandit on guard sounded from the archery tower: "Master of the second village, the master of the big village is back and has passed the waterfall."
Everyone stopped and waited.
Sure enough, after a while, the leader of the village came back with his people, climbed on the wall of the village, and asked: "I just heard the sound of the gun, has it been improved?"
As he spoke, he looked at the improved artillery, and his eyebrows suddenly wrinkled.
Obviously, she also feels that this improvement is too crude!
"Sister, sister, Zhang Yangquan really has some skills. He shot a bullet just now, and it was more accurate than Ah Liu!" the leader of the second village said with a smile.
The leader of Dazhai knew that although his sister liked to joke around, she was unambiguous about important matters. He looked at Zhang Yangquan with a little more respect and said sternly: "Sir, I'd like to give you one more shot, and it will open up my little girl's eyes." p>
"Sister, Zhang Yangquan has already told me the method. Let me show you the method!"
"Well, then you give it a try."
The leader of the second village stood behind the fire gun, followed the three-point-one-line aiming method taught by Zhang Yangquan, moved the fire gun back to the direction where it had deflected after being fired, and then lit it...
"Boom!"
The stone bullets spurted out, drawing a beautiful parabola, and the impact point was more correct than Zhang Yangquan's bullet just now. It rolled on the ground for a long time before falling into the cliff.
"Haha! Sister, did you see that I shot so accurately!" The second village leader jumped up on the spot like a little girl.
The leader of Dazhai had a much calmer reaction. He cupped his hand towards Zhang Yangquan and said, "I have offended you many times before. I hope you will forgive me! My daughter, Qin Lingjun, sincerely invites you to stay in Longtan Village. I hope you will not refuse!"<
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Zhang Yangquan knew that even if he left now, he would definitely be killed as a bandit by the officers and soldiers. In these troubled times, it is not easy to survive. If you are a bandit, just be a bandit!
"The leader of Dazhai is so sincere, how dare I refuse!" He cupped his hand.
The leader of the second village covered his mouth and said with a smile: "You know the truth, if you dare not agree, humph..." he waved his fist.
When the bandits in Longtan Village saw that Zhang Yangquan was really capable, their eyes became much kinder.
The red sun has fallen below the horizon, the sky is hazy, the temperature has begun to drop, and there is a chill in the mountain breeze.
Qin Lingjun asked about how to improve the fire gun, and personally improved the second fire gun and tried firing it. The accuracy was indeed improved a lot.
At this time, the sky was getting darker and the mountain roads were steeper, so Yuan soldiers would never dare to attack Longtan Village at night.
Qin Lingjun left more than thirty people at the gate of the village and took the others and Zhang Yangquan back towards the top of the mountain.
When you reach the end of the mountain road, your view suddenly becomes vast. When you climb up and look into the distance, you can have an unobstructed view of the surroundings. All the peaks are under your sight. To the south and east, you can actually see two long rivers.
You can still see the outline of a small city on the upper reaches of the river in the south, and the river in the east passes through the city from north to south.
After asking the bandits around me, I found out that the river to the east is the Hangou Canal, the river to the south is the Yangtze River, and the city near the water is Jiangdu City (Yangzhou)!
At this moment, Zhang Yangquan knew the specific location of his crossing. He looked towards Jiangdu City for a long time and then continued moving forward with the bandits.
The top of the mountain is a flat, open land with a huge area. After walking for a while, rows of houses appeared in front of it, like a small village nestled against the mountain.
There are many villagers walking between the houses, all of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. Not only are the elderly sitting feebly at the door of their houses, but the children also have no vitality in their bodies, and they are all sick and leaning against their elders.
Even though the villagers were listless, they would always shout after seeing Qin Lingjun: "Hello, Master of the village." This shows that Qin Lingjun has high prestige in the village.
Sure enough, this is not an ordinary den of thieves. Zhang Yangquan nodded secretly. These people should have been good citizens, but somehow they fell into the trap of bandits.
Then I thought about it, this kind of situation should be very common in troubled times.
Seeing the faces of these people, you know that the food crisis in the cottage is quite serious.
Having said that, with so many people living in the mountains, they should have cultivated fields on the mountains. Even if they can’t grow rice, they can always grow vegetables, right?
Looking far into the distance.
Sure enough, there is a huge open space behind the village. Between the rolling hills, you can vaguely see rows of green fields, with many shadowy figures working in the fields.
"Master Dazhai, I saw fields in the distance. I wonder what is being planted in them?" Zhang Yangquan asked.
Qin Lingjun turned to look at him and asked in surprise: "Sir, do you also know about farming?"
Qin Lingsi on the side smiled brightly and said: "Sister, this guy has rice seeds on his body. He probably wants to plant rice in our village!"
Qin Lingjun shook his head and said: "How can we grow rice on the barren mountains?" He turned his head and continued to move forward.
Zhang Yangquan sighed.
Although the leader of the village was a little more polite to him, he obviously didn't fully trust him yet. He probably regarded himself as a blacksmith.
While thinking, a group of bandits suddenly came from the direction of the back mountain. They numbered about forty or fifty, and were led by two middle-aged men in their forties.
Seeing this group of fresh troops, Zhang Yangquan breathed a sigh of relief. The Shanzhai was stronger than he thought, and with the two improved fire guns, it shouldn't be a problem to defend the Shanzhai.
After the two groups of bandits met, Qin Lingjun waved her hand and said: "Wang Da, arrange a vacant room for Mr. Zhang and take good care of him."
After saying that, he followed the two middle-aged men and left. It was expected that the leaders of the village were going to get together to discuss a strategy to retreat from the enemy.
Zhang Yangquan is new here, so naturally he is not qualified to participate.