Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

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The officer placed the musketeers in the middle of the line, and then the pikemen on the sides.

Prince Rupert, looking at the officers who were arranging troops in front of them, stopped with great interest and did not start attacking.

The current Prince Rupert is only about 200 meters away from the officer. At this distance, the Drasay rifle used by Prince Rupert is completely within reach.

However, Prince Rupert did not let his men attack the soldiers who were forming the formation at this time.

Prince Rupert thought very well, and he planned to attack after the formation of these soldiers was over.

In Prince Rupert's view, only in this way can the morale of these soldiers be better hit.

Prince Rupert resumed reloading the Dreiser rifle.

When loading the Dreiser rifle with ammunition, the speed is far less than that of the five-six-and-a-half or five-six punches, but it is many times faster than the arquebus.

Prince Rupert had already loaded the Dreiser rifle in his hand, but the musketeers led by the officer only started to load the ammo for the matchlock guns.

Prince Rupert stood quietly, looking forward with a playful expression.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it, you use this reason to lie to me, damn it!" The officer looked at Prince Rupert in front of him and kept yelling.

The officer turned his head and looked at the musketeer who was loading ammunition, "Have you finished loading? Speed ​​up, if it is slower, I can't guarantee that you will survive!"

The officer's face was full of anxiety, and his eyes kept scanning back and forth on Prince Rupert and the soldiers he led.

Finally, the musketeers in his hands finished loading the ammunition.

The officer often breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart relaxed a lot.

"Aim forward, and once they come within range, follow my orders and prepare to fire!"

The officer shouted loudly.

Now, Prince Rupert and the others were not within the range of the matchlock guns, so they couldn't shoot, but quietly waited for Prince Rupert to come here.

The officer could have chosen to let the musketeers under him go forward, but the officer did not want to do this because there were so many of them.

Prince Rupert looked at the soldiers waiting in front of him, smiled contemptuously, then turned his head, and shouted at the soldiers behind him: "Let them see how powerful we are, shoot, except for that officer , All the rest will be killed by me!"

Prince Rupert's order spread to every soldier's ears. They raised their Dreiser rifles and aimed at the soldiers in front.

"Boom, bang, bang!"

The gunshots kept ringing, the flames kept flashing, and the bullets flew forward with a whistling sound.

The soldiers under the officer's chest had bloody flowers one after another, and they fell to the ground one after another.

The officer's face was distorted to the extreme, he was hysterical and yelled crazily, "This is impossible, this is impossible, what is going on, this is simply impossible!

What is the matchlock in their hands?Why can it hit so far?This is impossible! "

The range of the Dreiser rifle used by Prince Rupert has exceeded the officer's imagination.

In this era when the effective killing range of the matchlock gun was only 60 meters, the range of the Dreiser rifle was like a plug-in.

The officer looked at the soldiers who fell one after another beside him, and fear began to spread in his heart.

He even forgot to run away, his legs were like lead, even if he wanted to run, he had no strength.

"Hahaha!"

Prince Rupert laughed wildly, and then directed his soldiers to rush forward.

When passing by the officer, Prince Rupert didn't stop or make a move, but just smiled contemptuously at the officer, and then walked past the officer.

"Tell them in Essex that it was Prince Rupert who killed you today."

Passing by the officer, Prince Rupert dropped such a sentence.

When Prince Rupert walked away from the officer, the officer fell limply to the ground as if his bones had been pulled out.

A cold sweat broke out, and his body trembled violently like sifting chaff.

The upper teeth and the lower teeth kept tapping, making a thumping sound.

From beginning to end, Prince Rupert had no intention of killing the officer.

Someone must inform the Earl of Essex and other members of the council of his arrival.

This is the main reason why Prince Rupert did not kill the officer.

The massacre continued in the camp, and wherever Prince Rupert passed, there would be a mess of corpses and horrific screams.

The massacre continued until noon, and when Prince Rupert exhausted the ammunition he was carrying, Prince Rupert took his people away.

From beginning to end, Prince Rupert and others killed at least 300 people.

Because the camp is in the middle of the woods, and the camp is not very strong, many soldiers in the camp can easily climb over the wall of the camp and escape to the depths of the camp.

There were only a thousand people in this camp, and almost one-third of them were killed at once. It can be said that this team of officers was completely abolished.

Those who survived may not have the courage to go to the battlefield in this life.

The sun was above the sky, and the officer slumped on the ground in a daze.

The smell of gunpowder smoke has not completely dissipated, and some barracks in the camp are still burning.

The black smoke generated during the burning was constantly floating over the camp.

The officer panted heavily, he couldn't believe what he saw, it was like a dream.

Among the soldiers who survived, a considerable part of them shuttled aimlessly through the camp. These soldiers had dull eyes, like fools.

Today's blow was unbearable and unimaginable for the officers.

Suddenly, there were dense footsteps coming in from the gate of the camp. The officer struggled to stand up from the ground, and looked towards the gate of the camp with horror on his face.

He thought that Prince Rupert had made a comeback.

It didn't take long for people from outside the camp to rush in, but these people who rushed in were not Prince Rupert and the others at all, these people were soldiers stationed not far from the officer's camp.

When the soldiers in the officer's camp escaped, they also brought out the news that the camp was attacked.

After learning the news, the soldiers stationed not far from the officers' camp gathered together and rushed over here.

However, they rushed too fast, but they were one step too late.

"What happened? What happened to Chris? What happened? Who attacked you? Is it really His Royal Highness?"

An officer who was about the same age as this officer stood in front of him, asking hurriedly.

The officer who asked the question was named Mike, who knew Chris.

From the moment Mike entered the camp, he discovered that there were dead bodies everywhere in the camp.

Moreover, most of the barracks in the camp have been destroyed.

Judging from these circumstances, there was fierce fighting in the camp.

In Mike's opinion, to be able to cause such a large amount of damage, there are probably no fewer than 5000 offenders.

After all, Chris has more than 1000 people, and if he wants to make these 1000 people look like this, he must have more than 5000 people.

"How many people are there? How can you beat you like this? How did you survive?"

Mike kept asking anxiously.

Chris stared blankly at Mike standing in front of him, his body shaking non-stop.

After a while, Chris crouched down suddenly, covering his eyes with his hands, crying loudly.

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Chapter 907 I Can't Believe

Chris suddenly covered his eyes, squatted on the ground, and cried loudly.

Mike bent down, wanting to help Chris who was squatting on the ground, but after thinking about it, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and dismissed the idea again.

These subordinates of Chris have basically been scrapped, no matter who it is, this kind of thing is not comfortable.

Mike looked around, looking at the miserable corpses on the ground, his heart was full of grief.

Mike has also been a soldier for a short time, and his psychological quality is not as high as those of the veterans.

"How many people have they come? What are they doing now? What is their next plan?"

Mike squatted in front of Chris and asked.

Beating the 1000 people like Chris to such a miserable state means that there are definitely a lot of enemies coming.

What Mike was afraid of was that the enemies who attacked Chris would go to other places and attack other camps.

If these enemies attack Northampton City, the situation will be even worse.

"You may not believe it if you tell me, the enemies who attacked me were only more than 100 people!"

Chris put down his hands covering his eyes and looked at Mike blankly.

"What? There are only more than 100 people? Are you talking nonsense? Or are you saying that deliberately because you are afraid of being blamed by the higher-ups? But it doesn't make sense!"

Mike didn't believe what Chris said at all. A hundred or so people could beat these more than 1000 soldiers like this, which is simply a dream.

Such a thing is beyond Mike's imagination, and beyond common sense.

Chris stood up from the ground, pointed to the surrounding environment, and said to Mike with a gloomy face: "Will I deceive you with such a thing? The fact is that the weapons used by the 100 people who came to commit the crime Very powerful, they can accurately hit my soldiers from nearly two hundred paces away.

And the soldiers under me could only stand there blankly like dolls, being beaten to death one by one by the enemy.

Our matchlocks are like fire sticks, useless.Such a gap is like an adult holding a longbow facing a child holding a stone.

Not to mention resistance, we couldn't even escape, and they also used a very powerful weapon.

I don't know what this weapon is, it is like a wooden stick, it will explode when thrown out, it is very powerful, when this kind of wooden stick is thrown in the crowd, it can easily kill three or four soldiers.

You can't even imagine what kind of scene I encountered before. I don't want to be thinner in my life. It's too miserable, too miserable. Most of the soldiers who wanted to escape died at the hands of the enemy.

......"

Chris spoke quickly, with a ferocious face, and spoke loudly at Mike. At the end, Chris roared loudly, and the roar was full of grievances, fear and fear.

Seeing Chris like this, Mike wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Then do you know who the enemies who attacked you were?" Mike asked.

In fact, Mike still doesn't believe what Chris said. It's really hard to believe such a thing beyond common sense.

"He said his name was Prince Rupert, but earlier he said he was a friend of the Earl of Essex.

I don't know which of his words are true, he just lied to me that he is a friend of the Earl of Essex! "

Chris' mood gradually stabilized, but there was still a hint of fear in his tone.

"Prince Rupert? He is not the nephew of the king's object, is it really him?" Mike muttered.

"Well, this matter is too important. I will leave you a few hundred people to clean up your side. I will take people to chase them out first to see if I can find anything new. Report it exactly!"

As Mike spoke, he turned around and selected a few hundred people from the men behind him to stay here.

After doing this, Mike led the rest of his men and ran out of the camp.

After running out of the camp, Mike sent out a dozen soldiers to the city of Northampton to report the news.

Prince Rupert did not hide his tracks at all during the retreat, so the traces they left behind were quickly discovered by Mike.

Mike followed the traces left by Prince Rupert all the way. When the time came in the afternoon, Mike also chased to the place where Prince Rupert was stationed before.

But.The current Prince Rupert has already returned to London with his men, leaving only a few empty wooden houses.

Mike found traces of people living in these wooden houses.

A long time ago, Mike had led people to patrol here, so he had a better understanding of the situation here.

Because the war is approaching, the residents here have left a long time ago.

Now there are many traces of life in these wooden houses, there are fires that have been fired, there are tableware that has been eaten, and there are even fresh excrement in the toilets.

This is a small village, and there are only thirty or forty houses in it.

In a short period of time, Mike searched the village inside and out.

The sun was gradually setting to the west, and Mike stood at the entrance of the village. He looked at the village in front of him, and his brows were tightly wrinkled together, forming a "Chuan".

"If there is no accident, if it is true according to what Chris said, the enemies who attacked Chris are really only more than 100 people.