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Chapter 117 Not heroic, not passionate, not romantic

There is Tang River in the north of Dingzhou, and there is a forest on the north bank of the river. The leader Yebushu, who is called Niutou, is leading a group of subordinates, lurking here.

There was a member of his team called Qiu Yougong, a lively and cheerful young man who could sing folk songs well. He only liked to do two things on weekdays. One was to smoke dry cigarettes, and the other was to take a knife and trim his beard. , has always been the pistachio of the team. I didn't expect to go out like this when I went out to scout a few days ago.

This Niutou is Zhang Cheng's outpost team officer Niu Sheng. He was ordered to lead the team out of Dingzhou without stopping at night. Bu Jigong was promoted to team officer.

Niu Sheng was playing with a sharp dagger in his hand at this time. It didn't look exquisite. It was a very ordinary dagger, but it was very practical and looked very sharp. He was holding a small whetstone , carefully sharpened the edge.

Beside him is Chang Cheng Dashan, the old Yebu Shoujia in the team, who is playing with a black ceramic lump, which is actually the prototype of the grenade of later generations.

In fact, this is a throwing mine. Its shell is made of pottery, and there are many thorns on it, like thorns. In this way, when it explodes, these thorns will burst and fly away. It can also increase the lethality. This kind of grenade was called "tribulus pottery bomb" at the time.

At the end of the 70s, 590 four "Tribulus pottery bombs" were unearthed at one time in Jixian County, Tianjin, all of which were about four inches to seven inches in size and very suitable for throwing by hand.

At that time, there was also a grenade called "Ten Thousand Enemy" in the Ming army, which was larger than the tribulus pottery bomb, with many holes all over the body and a frame on the outside. Under normal circumstances, because the firepower of each hole is different, the "ten thousand enemies" will turn around and burn the enemy.

However, the tribulus bombs at this time were still very big, about the size of a human head, and they were still ignited by fuzes. Because they were thrown by hand, people still used to call them "grenades".

Of course, such a large grenade cannot be used in field battles. In that case, the chance of killing friendly troops is probably greater than the chance of killing enemies. Generally, the Ming army used this to defend the city.

Zhang Cheng's troops entered King Wei Qin this time, and did not carry a grenade with the army. This grenade was given to Cheng Dashan by a friendly army.

After Cheng Dashan entered the guard this time, he frequently went out to spy, so he became acquainted with Yebushou from other battalions. When they had the opportunity, they always exchanged experiences with each other. Learning, but when you go out in the future, when you encounter danger, you can help each other.

This grenade was given by Lu Xiangsheng in the battalion of the Superintendent for the Night. His name is Liu Jinhai, originally from Guangning, Liaodong. The Tartar soldiers destroyed his home and slaughtered his relatives. It can be said that it is uncommon Dai Tian's hatred.

Liu Jinhai later joined Zhao Led's teaching army, and was promoted to Deputy Hundred Households with his accumulated meritorious service. After a fierce battle, Zhao led his education to die for the country, and he escaped alone.

After that, he successively served under the command of Cao Wenzhao, Zu Dashou and others. He had fought against Tartar soldiers and rogue bandits. Later, when he followed Zu Kuan under Lu Xiangsheng's command, he joined Lu Xiangsheng's army and served as the family guard. until now.

In the past month, Cheng Dashan and Liu Jinhai have been in contact more often. When they went out to scout, they also had several pleasant cooperations. Cheng Dashan and Liu Jinhai are about the same age, about 34 or [-] years old.

Niu Sheng admired Liu Jinhai's skill. Needless to say, riding and shooting, he is also a very brave man in Liaodong with a big knife weighing dozens of catties.

More importantly, the two have a lot in common. Cheng Dashan is calm and calm on the outside, but his inner world is very rich. In fact, the most feared thing is falling into the hands of the enemy.

Therefore, when they are in a desperate situation, as long as there is a chance, all of them will choose to commit suicide immediately. Although the methods of death are different, they all have their own magic methods.

When Cheng Dashan was fine, he was always pondering, if he was captured by the Tartars, which method of suicide should he choose?
He also thought about many kinds, but he was not very satisfied. In the words of later generations, it was not heroic, passionate, or romantic.

It wasn't until he saw the grenades that Liu Jinhai was carrying in his horse's bag that his eyes lit up.

In Liu Jinhai's words at the time, if he was in a desperate situation, he would quietly ignite a grenade, and even if he was killed, he would drag a few people to back him up.

Cheng Dashan felt that this method was good, ignited the grenade, and together with himself and the nearby Tartars, turned into meat rain.

The flesh and blood flying around in the fireworks is both bleak and poetic.

At that moment, he asked Liu Jinhai for a grenade, and Liu Jinhai was not stingy, and gave him two on the spot.

At this moment, while he was fiddling with the grenade, he was thinking in his heart, this morning he, Liu Jinhai and other superintendents of the standard battalion did not stop at night, and saw that it was time to rendezvous, why haven't they appeared yet?
"There shouldn't be any accidents."

Cheng Dashan was beside Niu Sheng, muttering in a low voice.

Niu Sheng also guessed wildly with some eagerness in his heart, but said calmly: "No, wait a little longer."

Suddenly, Ye Bufu, who was watching around, called out in a low voice: "Niutou, there is movement in the east...it's the Tartars..."

Everyone jumped up at once, looking over there without resting in their hands, preparing three-eyed blunderbuss, bows and arrows, and throwing spears.

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Smoke and dust billowed, dozens of horsemen were galloping and chasing in the cold winter wilderness, the sound of arrows piercing through the air was interspersed with the incomprehensible shouting and cursing of the Tartars, and it kept coming.

Liu Jinhai lashed the horse with his whip, vigorously urged the horse, and galloped forward like the wind. He only had one thought in his mind: "As long as I run to the forest in front, I should be safe."

In front of him, his brother Chen Huzi, who went out with him, was galloping silently.

He turned his head and looked around, and the eleven Qing army captive cavalry behind him were still chasing closely. They were dressed in pure white cotton armor, but they were sentry cavalry of the Qing army with the white flag.

They rode their horses in wild pursuit, yelled loudly in the Tartar language, and drew their bows and arrows, shooting towards Liu Jinhai and the other two.

Hearing the sound of arrows piercing through the air behind him, Liu Jinhai knew that there was a sharp arrow shooting towards his back. He quickly jumped up with both feet, and rushed to the side of another horse beside him. on horseback.

"Whoosh" sound.

Another sharp arrow flew over, and Liu Jinhai hurriedly jumped back on the original horse, the situation was extremely critical.

(End of this chapter)