Chapter 226 A1 High Flash, will you have one? (8.2K
"Thank you very much this time, Luo Feng."
Side view of a baggage carriage.
Thomson was leaning on the wheel at this time, breathing heavily, and said to Xu Yun, who was bandaging himself with Will:
"If you hadn't taken action this time, Will and I would have died. I'll remember this. I owe you my life."
When Xu Yun saw that, he stopped what he was doing and said with a smile:
"It's just a small thing, don't take it too seriously, Mr. Thomson."
Unexpectedly, Thomson shook his head and said with a complicated expression:
"Forget it if you don't understand this. If you can survive this attack, I will explain it to you in detail."
While Grant was waiting for Xu Yun's arrival, he briefly spoke to them.
Although not much information was revealed in the words, there was one point that impressed Thomson extremely:
Grant called out his name as soon as he saw him and Will.
Considering the mission of his trip and similar events in history, Thomson is certain of one thing:
The other party came for me this time, and both the caravan and the outpost were under attack.
As for the mistakes
Of course it can only be the village of Mendisolo.
certainly.
This doesn't mean there's anything wrong with Eibar.
After all, if he was the one who tipped off the news, he could have taken action directly in the village, and there was no need to go to such trouble.
So if nothing unexpected happens.
There is a high probability that one of the group was discovered by an informant planted by England when they were operating in the village.
But on the other hand.
Tonight's incident is like the second falling boot, which means that this will be the only chance for the mastermind behind the scenes.
Once they enter England, they will never dare to take action again.
Because I am
Apostle of Cambridge.
The death of the Cambridge apostle outside England could barely be covered up, but if something happened in England, even the mastermind behind it would not be able to bear the responsibility.
And just as Thomson was thinking.
Will on the side cut off the wrapped tape and suddenly said to Xu Yun:
"Mr. Luo Feng, what should we do now?"
Hearing this, Xu Yun raised his head and looked at the surrounding situation.
If it were in a movie.
At this time, he should probably be holding Grant's head, standing on the baggage carriage and shouting something like, "Grant's head is here, why don't you just tie it up quickly" or something like that.
When the English sergeants on the scene saw this, they felt as if they were struck by lightning. They put down their swords and knelt down to surrender, begging not to be killed.
But in reality
Xu Yun can guarantee it.
It was estimated that within five seconds of him standing up, he would be taken away by a set of crossbow arrows flying from nowhere.
In the current pitch-black battlefield, Grant's death was almost the same as that of an ordinary soldier, and it had no effect at all on turning the tide of the war.
Xu Yun then pondered for a moment and asked Thomson:
"Mr. Thomson, isn't anyone in the caravan stationed here equipped with a flintlock or rifle?"
Thomson shook his head, sighed, and explained:
"Dumfries is the most sensitive trade zone between Scotland and England, so neither the Scottish Chamber of Commerce nor the English caravans are allowed to pass with guns."
"Therefore, when most caravans set out from the north, they often bring a team of bodyguards equipped with muskets to ensure safety along the way."
"When they reach the village of Valdobari, 40 miles away from here, they will be separated from the musketeers, and at most they will arrive at the sentry point with cold weapons."
"This part of the route from Waldo Barry to Dumfries Town will be patrolled by military outposts. Even the most daring bandits will not dare to rob in this area."
Xu Yun nodded clearly.
I see.
No wonder Grant and other sergeants were along the way.
They were all wearing military uniforms and did not attack the camp dressed as bandits. Compared with the latter's lame excuse, the theory of military conflict is more or less tenable.
in addition.
This also proves that the power of the mastermind behind the scenes is not exaggerated to the point of covering the sky with one hand.
At least shoot everyone and then blame it on the robbers, or simply turn the bullet wounds into knife wounds. The other party is incapable of doing that.
This is more or less good news, otherwise you can just click GG.
Then Xu Yun raised his head and glanced at the outpost camp, which was about a few hundred meters away from the Chamber of Commerce's station, where Sa Daoyi and the others were stationed.
At this time, the sound of fighting over there is also quite loud, so it may still be difficult to come to support.
At the same time, the caravan station was surrounded by Juma stakes over two and a half meters tall, with spikes attached to them, and they were densely packed like cactus.
This layout not only prevents external sneak attacks, but also eliminates the possibility of internal escape.
It is clear.
At this time, the only people he could use to make a comeback were the bodyguards brought by other vendors stationed in the area.
Think of this.
Xu Yun turned around, pulled off a piece of gray cloth from the supply box on the side, covered Thomson and Will, and said:
"Mr. Thomson, Mr. Will, please stay here and don't move around. I'll be back when I go."
After saying that, he waved his sword in a cool and unrestrained manner, and then
Lie down on the ground and slowly crawl in a certain direction.
Underneath the gray cloth.
Will subconsciously wanted to stop Xu Yun, but Thomson held him back with his uninjured hand:
"Let him go, we can just hide."
Will opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
But in the end he didn’t speak
The goal of Xu Yun's march was to the west side of the station where the fighting was the fiercest, and it was the absolute center of the battlefield.
There were originally many large wooden cargo boxes placed there, which were inherently able to block sneak attacks from some crossbow arrows and at the same time hide the body.
In addition, the goods are related to financial income, so most caravans will arrange some people to carry cold weapons to keep vigil.
So after the battle begins.
This has also become the most concentrated and the most stable defensive fortification.
Xu Yun moved to the periphery of the battlefield under the cover of night and observed the battlefield again through the scattered firelight.
The target quickly settled on a unicycle about ten meters away from him.
At this time, there was a young man holding a wooden stick standing next to the wheelbarrow. His originally gorgeous clothes were now stained with mud and blood, but he could still vaguely tell that he was a handsome young man.
Opposite this man stood a soldier holding a sharp blade with a sinister smile on his face, and there was blood on the blade.
The sergeant was approaching the young man step by step, as if the words "Madam, you don't want Shota to be bullied" would come out of his mouth.
The young man was now forced to the shaft of the unicycle and kept shouting "nonono".
Maybe the pressure has reached its extreme.
The young man suddenly shouted, raised the stick above his head with both hands, and swung it towards the opponent with all his strength.
However, the sergeant just turned slightly to avoid the attack.
At the same time, he grabbed the young man's hand and pushed his knee heavily into the opponent's abdomen.
"vomit"
Under abdominal weight.
The young man immediately vomited a large mouthful of a mixture of blood, stomach acid, and food.
The sergeant laughed ferociously again and raised the blade above his head, preparing for a bloody head separation.
But just when he was about to take action.
Bang
The sergeant felt a sudden strong impact on his neck, and then he completely lost consciousness.
behind him.
Looking at the sergeant who was knocked unconscious by him, Xu Yun put down the stone in his hand, looked at the young man who was vomiting, and asked:
"Hey, are you okay?"
The young man held his abdomen and gasped for several breaths, struggled to get up, and sat on the ground without any image:
"Sir, thank you. If it weren't for you, my life would be gone."
"I promised my girlfriend that I would go back and marry her after finishing this business."
Xu Yun:
""
Even though the situation was extremely urgent at this time, he still wanted to pat the other person on the shoulder and say:
Dude, you deserve this.
Do you dare to plant a flag like tmd?
If you want to stand up, you can eat the ax right away.
After the person's breathing became smoother for a few minutes, Xu Yun asked again:
"May I have your name?"
"Gibson Lindsay."
"Gibson Lindsay?"
Hearing this name, Xu Yun was stunned again.
No way?
If I remember correctly, that great-grandfather seemed to be named Gibson Lindsay?
Coincidence with the same name?
still
Me?
Then Xu Yun quickly converted his age and found that the man was born in 1909, exactly 59 years ago.
I have a great-grandson who is over 80 years old, and it seems
Right?
Think of this.
Xu Yun's eyes suddenly softened a lot when he looked at this person.
But now is not the time to reminisce about old times, the war situation is the focus.
Then he took the initiative to help Gibson Lindsay to a position further inside the unicycle, pointed to the place where the battle was most intense and asked:
"Mr. Lindsay, how many people from the caravan are there?"
Gibson Lindsay wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, recalled it carefully, and said:
"There are probably more than ten or twenty bodyguards. The adult men in the caravan are servants and attendants. There are about thirty of them."
"As for the seven or eight old men who have no fighting ability, they are all the talkers of the caravan."
Xu Yun nodded slightly.
Grant's position was captain, which in later generations was almost a company rank.
In the British army system in the 19th century, it could probably command about 150-200 people.
After arriving here, these men were divided into two, attacking the caravan station and the outpost camp respectively.
There were about 80-90 people on each side, which was almost exactly in line with my previous estimate of the number of people.
There are currently about 30-40 people attacking on the west side, and the number of caravan bodyguards and adult men is about 60.
Although the individual soldiers of the English army are of high quality, their numbers are still smaller after all. In addition, the caravans and goods are used as bunkers. No wonder they can form a relatively obvious defense on the west side.
In other words
If the English troops in this area on the west side can be eliminated or controlled.
Then the situation on the battlefield will have a high probability of an offensive and defensive change of position!
Then Xu Yun thought of something else and asked Gibson Lindsay:
"What about the crossbows? Mr. Lindsay, do you know how many crossbows the English carry?"
Gibson Lindsay thought for a while and said:
"The exact number is not clear, but it should be around fifteen."
Xu Yun nodded again, this number did not exceed his expectations.
Based on the configuration of the King's Dragoon Guards in the 19th century.
In addition to flintlocks and rifles, a battle camp will also be equipped with a 48-man crossbow squad.
As a captain, Grant should have around 20 crossbowmen at his disposal.
With the garrison point and the outpost divided in half and slightly tilted, fifteen should be a relatively close number.
At this point.
The current situation and enemy configuration are now fully understood.
Xu Yun then took a deep breath and said to Gibson Lin:
"Mr. Lindsay, you should hide here. You have no eyesight, so be careful."
Finished speaking.
Xu Yun bent down again and touched the battlefield on the west side.
However, his plan was not to attack the center alone, but to borrow the wisdom of his ancestors to encircle the area and provide reinforcements.
One minute later.
Xu Yun sneaked up next to the two men who were fighting fiercely.
Then, taking advantage of the gap between the two of them to adjust their breathing after a round of fighting, he took out a handful of powder from his body and suddenly threw it towards one of them.
The special move of a certain second-shift beast Martial Saint: Sprinkle lime!
"ah!"
Unprepared, the man wearing an English military uniform was attacked instantly!
Xu Yun took this opportunity and rushed forward.
Elbow strikes, arm removal, hand tendon picking, and rope tying can all be done in one go.
How to sing that song?
Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes?
After finishing, Xu Yun looked at the other man who was in a daze, and threw the torch carried by the English soldier in another direction.
After making sure there wasn't much fire around him, he quickly shouted softly:
"Stop standing there stupidly and come with me!"
Xu Yun then took this man along the road and killed five more sergeants. The number of soldiers following him also reached six.
Counting the eight people Xu Yun had dealt with when he was looking for Thomson and Will, Grant, and the one person he killed when he rescued Gibson Lindsay.
Up to now, the number of British soldiers who have been carried by Xu Yun has reached 16.
But this is the core battlefield after all, and the density of personnel is far less sparse than in other places.
Therefore, when Xu Yun finished taking care of the last person, he
It was finally discovered.
I saw a sergeant who looked like a little leader caught a glimpse of Xu Yun who was picking his hand muscles, and immediately shouted loudly and pointed his sword:
"No, there's someone in the corner doing a sneak attack!"
The voice fell.
Then two English soldiers who had just finished dealing with their opponents looked at each other, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Xu Yun menacingly.
Looking at the flashlight shining above his head, Xu Yun helplessly shrugged at the people behind him.
The two people who came here to kill were both experienced veterans, and more than one person died in their hands.
Their eyes were flashing with bloodthirsty light, and one of them was licking his tongue, as if he had seen the oriental man cut into pieces under their knives.
Then they saw
Six big men rushed out from behind the wooden box next to Xu Yun. Counting Xu Yun, they were like seven gourd boys, killing them.
Two English soldiers: "?????"
Tenhag Rangnick is a wheat merchant from Glasgow. Due to his cautious character, he never participates in any entertainment activities before the transaction is completed.
It is precisely because of this character.
After tonight's night attack.
Almost all the businessmen who were drinking and having a bonfire party at the entrance of the camp burped, but Tenhag Rangnick survived the initial impact.
And with the help of his bodyguards and entourage, he organized a fairly effective defensive front on the west side of the station.
However, although the defense line is organized, the situation is still
"Sir, it's not good, Mr. Luke Shaw is seriously injured, and Mr. Niuguier is killed in action!"
Listening to the news coming from his servants with cries.
Tenhag Rangnick's expression remained unchanged, but his knuckles suddenly tightened a bit.
Niu Quail, as the servants call him, is one of his strongest bodyguards. He is also known as the Victory of Great Britain and is an iconic figure in the caravan.
Tenhag Rangnick spent a total of eight pounds to recruit Niuguier to the Chamber of Commerce. Who would have expected that he would succeed so quickly?
Why!
Could it be that I really want to die here today?
Just when the entire line of defense is in danger.
More than thirty meters away from Tenhag Rangnick, there was a sudden sound of killing, which shocked him.
Are the new English soldiers coming?
Or have reinforcements arrived at the outpost?
Two possibilities, but the ones connected are hell and heaven.
With this kind of anxiety.
Tenhag Rangnick hid behind a box and slowly looked towards the place where the sound came from by the light of the fire.
I only see this moment.
In the distance, there is an Oriental with short black hair and yellow skin, leading a dozen men obviously dressed as his own, heading towards here in a menacing manner!
Two of them are also bodyguards of their own caravan!
In less than ten seconds, they were at war with the English soldiers.
锵锵锵
I saw the oriental young man holding a sword in his right hand and spreading powder with his left hand. His moves were exquisite and subtle, as if he was in a deserted place!
See this situation.
Tenhag Rangnick couldn't help but shrink his pupils and asked the followers around him:
"Which caravan's bodyguard is that? I thought Niuguier was already invincible, but I didn't expect there was someone more brave than him!"
The attendant could only shake his head.
After all, Tenhag Rangnick is a character who can be a great business negotiator. After the initial surprise, he soon realized the importance of this new force.
He took a deep breath and shouted around:
"Fellow warriors, our reinforcements have arrived. All adult men should get their weapons and fight out together!"
Tenhag Rangnick has a high prestige in the Chamber of Commerce, and the other people present are not blind. They are bodyguards, and their judgment of the battle situation is even sharper than Tenhag Rangnick.
So it's very fast.
The morale of the soldiers in the field was greatly shaken, and they gathered outside to attack and kill, including some wounded soldiers.
A few minutes later.
Xu Yun, who entered the formation, was led to Ten Hag Rangnick. Before Ten Hag Rangnick could express his thanks, he said:
"Sir, without further ado, please tell me where the English crossbowmen are gathered?"
Xu Yun's tone seemed urgent, because there was a threat from the beginning to the end:
Those are the crossbowmen Grant brought!
In non-modern warfare.
Archers and crossbowmen basically operate together with fixed organizational modules. After all, this unit is not a melee type.
Even if they encounter a surprise battle, they will occupy a certain area and carry out targeted long-range killing or fire support.
Of course.
There are definitely some crossbowmen who move sporadically, but overall there won't be too many.
At present, the battle is still going on in the west area. Although the offensive and defensive sides have temporarily changed their positions, after all, not all friendly soldiers are dead.
In addition, Xu Yun deliberately extinguished all light sources such as torches, making it difficult for the crossbowmen to remotely control the occupation situation.
Therefore, they would never dare to randomly fire arrows to kill at this time, especially when the commander Grant had been killed in action, and no one would dare to take this responsibility.
But if all the English soldiers on the scene are wiped out
Then what awaits everyone at the scene must be the high-destructive suppression of nearly twenty crossbow arrows!
So before that, we must first lock the positions of the crossbowmen!
Tenhag Rangnick obviously realized this, and quickly pointed in a certain direction to the south:
"The crossbowmen should be in that area. I saw a lot of arrows shot from there, but the specific location is hard to say."
Xu Yun nodded. It was enough to have a direction. After all, this station was only so big.
Then he exchanged a few words with Tenhag Rangnick, then said goodbye and returned to the battlefield.
Now that his own advantage was quite obvious, and there were even many two-on-one situations, he calmly called a few people:
"Stanchi Valenzuela Didac Vargas you follow me!"
The people whose names were called had all been saved by Xu Yun, so they followed Xu Yun and left the scene without much hesitation.
Then a group of eight people walked around the border under the guidance of Xu Yun.
Tenhag Rangnick followed Xu Yun's instructions and had someone throw the flashlight in another direction.
Flashlights and torches are the few "fish floats" in the dark night, so after discovering the light of the flashlight, two crossbow bolts immediately shot around the flashlight.
See this situation.
One of the bodyguards who was good at using crossbows tilted his ears and judged the location by the sound:
"Mr. Luo Feng, the target is about 150 feet in the ten o'clock direction. It shouldn't be too far off."
Xu Yun nodded and led everyone in that direction.
as expected.
After walking for a short distance.
In their front left field of vision, there was an area illuminated by five or six flashlights, and there was even a smell of tobacco.
Seeing this, Xu Yun took a deep breath and took out a round object from his body.
This is the life-saving equipment he prepared for this trip, a homemade flash bomb.
Although a Pujie author really wanted to write down the self-made process, after asking a friend, he learned that this is a behavior strictly prohibited by laws and regulations, and disseminating relevant tutorials on the Internet will lead to tears behind bars. (Previously
Someone in the Da Song Dynasty reported me for spreading the practice of incendiary bombs. Fortunately, after verification, I was cleared)
Therefore, the self-made process is omitted here.
Anyway, the main ingredients of flash bombs are phosphorus, potassium chlorate and some other things. With Xu Yun's current status at HKUST, it is not difficult to get them together.
Xu Yun then flicked the flash bomb.
Pull out the fuse.
Throw it hard in that direction
A gathering point for crossbowmen not far away.
After previously occupying the station entrance.
The crossbowmen skillfully built a temporary trench using wheat bags, boxes and other objects to cooperate with the infantry in the battle.
At the beginning, their purpose was to quickly kill some targets and cause chaos, and they quickly completed the request.
And as the battle progresses.
The duties of the crossbowmen have gradually become to control the situation with suppressive fire.
"yawn"
In the ‘trenches’, a young white man stretched himself and said:
"Fighting at night is really boring. You can't see the target clearly. Why doesn't Captain Grant attack during the day?"
Hearing his complaint, a non-commissioned officer on the side couldn't help but glared at him and reprimanded:
"Shut up, Gordon, and perform your mission properly. Don't get any advantage and behave yourself."
Gordon curled his lips and shrugged, as if he didn't buy it at all:
"What's so cheap? Rather than this boring leisure, I would rather go to the battlefield and kill people. That's what a man should do."
As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, raised his eyebrows, and said excitedly:
"By the way, have you heard? The Queen seems to be preparing to take action against Dongfang!"
"I don't know if the Royal Engineer Corps will be selected to go on the expedition. I heard that the other party is an extremely decadent ancient empire. It should be very difficult for yellow people to kill? What is that?"
While talking.
Through the light of the flashlight, Charles George Gordon vaguely felt something flying towards him again.
Then he didn't wait for his reaction.
An extremely bright light appeared in front of him, instantly blinding his retinal nerves.
This is not over yet.
Students who were bombed by flash bombs in their previous lives should know this.
Although flash bombs have flash in their name.
But in fact, it also has a strong impact, even comparable to grenades within a certain range, and the same goes for smoke bombs.
And this flash bomb happened to fall next to Charles George Gordon.
Ever since.
While the front is filled with white light.
Gordon suddenly felt an extremely powerful impact on his chest, as if it was going to tear him apart completely.
At the last moment of his life, a voice suddenly came to his ears:
"Hit me with an A1 high flash!"
Note:
After searching a lot of information and making more than a dozen phone calls, I finally found a unit where both Grant and Gordon had served.
No way, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, killing an executioner doesn't feel good enough.
The battle plot is over and the theme returns to the next chapter.
Considering all the hard work, how about a monthly pass?
