C523 slaying of prisoners

The God Archer that Maylor had mentioned previously, was a name that Xiao Letian called a sniper. Everyone here was familiar with this name, but the term "sniper" did not exist in the nineteenth century.

In fact, in the seventeenth century, when sophisticated optical instruments were invented, humans had already tried to connect them with firearms to form weapons that could accurately fire.

However, because the weapons at that time were all musket s, no matter how accurate your aim was, it didn't mean that the bullets would always travel in a straight line. Therefore, this technique didn't garner much attention in the past 200 years.

Until the middle of nineteenth century and during the American War of Independence, only then did some smart American soldiers begin to make small modifications to their guns. They wrapped the bullets with deer hides soaked in fat, and then carried out a long sneak attack and a long distance sniper attack, successfully killing many senior officers of the British Army at a distance of more than 300 meters.

At that time, there was even a new English word to describe this elusive group of sharpshooters, Sharp's archers. By the time the Civil War began to systematize the study of accurate shooting, there was another term for it, the Mask Man.

The origin of this word was another characteristic of snipers. They had been lurking around for a long time with the gun's butt close to their cheeks. As a result, marksmen usually wore headgear, which was a form of protection.

It wasn't until World War II that the two words converged into one English word, and Sniper was a modern sniper.

In Xiao Letian's memory, German optical instruments were renowned throughout the world. Before the First World War, Germany had already started to form a secret sniper unit, and the Alliance suffered a huge loss on the battlefield. The fact was that the combination of the optical instruments and the linear gun could be considered a perfect combination, and as long as a sniper was present at a distance of 400 meters, none of the Allied officers would dare to pop their heads out of the trenches.

He had the wireline gun, and the optical instruments could be imported from the United States. He would buy German goods in the future, and the rest of his work would be to choose soldiers with mental fortitude and train them.

In Xiao Letian's plan, if he was willing to waste a hundred thousand rounds of bullets on a single person, what kind of good archer could not be trained out? If it wasn't because the sniper team was formed too late, Xiao Letian really wanted to bring them to the European battlefield.

How good it was to use the life of a European to practice a spear. However, they did not expect that the dozens of snipers who did not manage to make it to the Great Pu Ao War would actually attack the soldiers of the Qing Dynasty.

The Industrial Zones's concrete wall was nine meters tall, and although it was not as spacious as the city wall, it was still enough for two people to stand side by side. Furthermore, there were many wooden platforms built on top of the walls, allowing snipers to calmly fire at them.

To increase the accuracy of the shots, the snipers abandoned Spencer and instead chose the better single-shot Henry Rifle, the advanced Winchester M1866. It was a musket from the American Civil War, with neither firepower nor reliability.

The rifle that was manually equipped with scope did not look that beautiful, but the effects of using it did not matter. The group of Qing Dynasty Cavalry soldiers were swaggering around 30 metres away from the wall.

"Saving ammunition... Shot to death... This was a rare opportunity to fight in actual combat … "Kill their standard-bearer …" With the command of the officer, the wall was filled with gunfire and white smoke.

This group of snipers were really evil. Bullets were specifically aimed between the eyebrows and into the heart. As long as they were shot, they would die without a doubt. After a round of gunshots, cavalry regiment left over a hundred and fifty corpses.

Maylor was already scared to death, he shouted loudly: "Withdraw … Protect me from retreating... You are all dead! " In the midst of the shout, the flag bearer beside Maylor was hit, and the banner representing Maylor fell to the ground.

"Maylor is dead … The enemy's marshal is dead... "Everyone shout together …" The entire battlefield was in an uproar.

They could only look at the actions of the flags, and once they flipped the flags, they immediately went into chaos. And among Xiao Letian's new army, the flags were mostly formed as proof that the soldiers were following the orders of the military officers, only the sounds of the horns were orders.

Maylor regretted it now. If he had known earlier that there were such powerful archers on the wall, he wouldn't have charged forward. Without a second word, without a single trace of hesitation, he flapped his horse and ran towards the primary matrix, shouting as he ran: "I'm not dead, all of you stay in the back, hold on for me …"

At this time, who would listen to him. The infantry in the trenches were afraid that their parents would give them less than two legs, so they all started to crawl out of the trenches while crying for their parents. Behind them, the new soldiers were like candy gourds piercing through their bodies.

All the Europeans stopped. They looked at the brutal massacre of cold weapons as they drew the cross on their chests. "Oh God bless them. This is too cruel. This is the cruelest war of the Middle Ages. What a pity …"

Sometimes, the westerner can be very merciful too. Just a moment ago when you were being splashed with feces, you guys were so angry that you started killing people. Now that you see too much human blood, why are you shouting 'God'?

Tie Toutuo who was in the trench was annoying the Europeans because of this. He looked at them with contempt, jumped out of the trench and formed his hands into the shape of a horn.

"F * ck, why the f * ck are you guys acting!" Wasn't it just a telescope on the gun? What was there to be proud of? Show me how you guys got shot to death? "

"How did the Prime Minister educate us? The most important part of the war is hitting the morale of the enemies, not how many people are killed in the competition. "A bunch of trash …"

The brothers on the wall didn't like it, so they refuted, "General, how do you think we should fight?" Did we even make a mistake in killing them? "Draw a passage for us, I want to see what good idea you have …"

"Pah …" Tie Toutuo spat blood on the ground. "Shoot, cripple them and create more casualties for the enemy. This is the most effective way to strike their morale!"

Upon hearing his words, those foreigners who understood Chinese were shocked. "Oh God, this General Dongfang is too insidious …"

Tie Toutuo turned his head and muttered, "Tsk, what do you know? Prime Minister has a lot of ill intentions, this was all taught to me by the Prime Minister …"

"Those in the trenches, don't kill the captives. Capture them first!"

Of course, snipers had to listen to the general's orders. In the current Industrial Zones, the one with the highest rank was General Liu Lang, and the one with the highest rank was Tie Toutuo.

As the sky gradually darkened, the snipers had to make full use of this opportunity to shoot. The frequency of shooting on the city walls increased significantly. The Purging Demons soldiers who were running for their lives on the battlefield were unlucky. With the sounds of gunshots, they were either shot in the shoulders or hit in the knees.

"Aiya, mom …" My ankle... The ankle was punctured... This old friend, save me … "

"My kneecap! My kneecap is gone... "It hurts!"

"Seeing that you're stirring up rice in a pot, brother, I've broken my calf …"

"Wang Er, you are so wicked. You only know how to run. I even invited you to smoke a lot last month …" "Right now, you aren't even going to save me …"

If a sniper wanted to bring out some heavy injuries, it would be easy. Just fire at the four limbs. Once the human body's weak joints are broken, the current medical skills are basically useless.

Not only the wall, even the people inside the trench were suffering from casualties. The captives that were kneeling on the ground kowtowed as if they were smashing garlic, but they could not get a single bit of mercy from Tie Toutuo.

Tie Toutuo held onto a cigarette in his mouth, a shiny axe in his hand, and pointed at a captive and shouted, "Speak! To die or to live? " The Manchu soldiers quickly kowtowed and shouted that they wanted to live.

"It's easy to live, extend your hand …" A cold light flashed in Tie Toutuo's hands, and the two thumbs of the captive were cut off alive.

"AHH!" Without even looking back, Tie Toutuo said, "Throw it out for the Purging Demons to keep …"

"Next... Do you want to die or do you want to live? "

"My ancestor, please let me go …" The captive desperately hid his hands behind his back.

"Oh? "This is death …" With a kacha sound, the prisoner's head fell off and blood sprayed all over the prisoner's body.

"Throw it out …" Next... "Do you want to die or do you want to live …"

They did not expect Tie Toutuo to be so ruthless. Killing a prisoner was like killing a little chicken, whoever didn't want him to cut their fingers off would have their head chopped off.

"What are you all looking at? Learn to cut off your head with me. If you want to die, chop off your fingers alive …" "Hurry up, it's almost dark, dinner will be ready soon …"

It was only at this point that the people behind the trench could no longer hold themselves back. The stench of feces and urine surrounded him, and the bloody and barbaric scene in front of him caused those with bad mental fortitude to vomit.

There were not many prisoners in the trench, only around three hundred people. This finger cutting torture was finally over before nightfall, Tie Toutuo pointed outside the trench and bellowed, "Hurry and scram … …" Are you waiting for us to serve you dinner? I don't raise idle people... "Drag all the wounded on the battlefield away as well …"

The captive couldn't believe his ears. He could exchange two fingers for freedom? Was this transaction a good deal or not? They didn't understand anymore.

Borrowing the last bit of the setting sun, the captured Qing Army all left the battlefield, while the faraway western Qing Army camps started to light up, it seemed like Maylor would be fighting for a long time.

The young warrior didn't understand what Tie Toutuo was trying to do and went over to his side and whispered, "General, what kind of punishment is it to cut off your thumb? Isn't that too easy on the enemy? "

"Piss off!" What do you know? If a person lost two thumbs, his hands would be wasted. You can try eating, shooting, and swinging knives without using your thumb … This is science, do you understand? "

"As for the wounded soldiers, do we need to bandage them back?" Do I have to find someone to take care of me? Would they scream in pain? Hehe … Let them have a miserable life, this is the best way to reduce the morale of the enemy! "