Republic of China: Guandong Ginseng King

Chapter 338 Close the door and beat the dog
When the gunshots rang out, Zhan Dongshan immediately realized that something was wrong and they might have been ambushed.

"Don't panic, just follow me."

Zhan Dongshan shouted loudly and urged the horse under him to rush towards the exit of Hulukou.

However, when Zhan Dongshan rushed to the exit, he found that the exit had already been blocked by several layers of chevaux de frise, and he could not get out at all.

At this time, gunshots were heard on both sides above the exit.

There were continuous gunshots, and many of the bearded men around Zhan Dongshan were shot and fell off their horses.

"Turn around, turn around and go back. Throw away all the torches. Why are you still lighting torches at this hour?"

Zhan Dongshan knew that the situation was not good, so he immediately ordered his men to extinguish the torches and turned their horses around to ride back.

At this time, the valley was filled with gunshots, shouts, and horse neighs, all kinds of noisy sounds.

Zhan Dongshan's shouting could not be heard far away, and only people around him could hear it.

The group of people obeyed the order, threw away their torches, and followed Zhan Dongshan, turning their horses around and running back.

As a result, it was inevitable that they would collide with the bearded men running around behind them, and the valley suddenly became chaotic.

Some of the bearded men were injured and fell off their horses. Before they could get up, they were trampled to death on the spot by other bearded men riding horses.

Zhan Dongshan led the main force around him and finally returned to the entrance. As long as they broke out and returned to the mountain stronghold, they would have escaped the disaster.

But when they arrived at the exit, they were dumbfounded. There was a pile of dead wood, branches and other debris more than ten feet high at the exit.

Moreover, at the moment when Zhan Dongshan and his men arrived, a torch was suddenly thrown down from the top of the mountain.

No one knew what was sprinkled on the dead branches, and suddenly, flames jumped up.

The dead trees were already blocking the road, and now a fire had started. Even if Zhan Dongshan and the others wanted to dismount and move the wood, they couldn't.

What does it mean to catch a turtle in a jar? This is what we see.

Zhan Dongshan has become very powerful in recent years, and everything has gone smoothly for him. He has become accustomed to being domineering and has become complacent, forgetting all necessary vigilance.

It was not until this moment that he realized that what the second in command said was wrong, and it actually made sense.

Originally, this was a trap set against him, and he was really involved in it, but was blocked at the mouth of the gourd, unable to move forward or backward.

"Damn, where did this gang come from? Isn't their firepower too strong?"

Zhan Dongshan was indeed a notorious bandit, and at this point, he simply risked his life.

He jumped off his horse, used the horse as a cover, and kept pulling the trigger, shooting at both sides of the valley, intending to fight to the death with the enemy.

However, reality dealt Zhan Dongshan a heavy blow.

Among the 300 or so men under his command, only the core members used rapid-fire rifles, while the others used old muskets.

That old musket had to be reloaded with gunpowder and bullets after each shot. It couldn't fire continuously and was slow to reload.

Many of the bearded men were shot and fell to the ground after only one shot.

Not only did the other side have a large number of people, but also had very strong firepower. All of them were equipped with rapid-fire guns. Both their shooting speed and range were much stronger than those of the bearded men led by Zhan Dongshan.

A dense fire network formed on both sides of the valley, and gunshots were heard continuously. People around Zhan Dongshan kept falling down, and his horse was also hit by several bullets.

Zhan Dongshan knew that he was finished this time, completely screwed.

This guy is indeed a man who can accomplish great things. When he saw that the situation was not good, he simply used his gun to lift up a piece of white clothing and kept shaking it.

"Who is the boss on the mountain? Let's talk.

I am Zhan Dongshan, and I don't know when I offended the master. I hope the master will show up and I will apologize in person."

Zhan Dongshan hid behind the dead horse and shouted loudly. Above the valley entrance, Chen Yunhan, Qu Shaoyang and others were holding guns and aiming at the beard below.

Meng Lanxin heard the noise below, paused what she was doing, and turned to look at Qu Shaoyang.

She was worried that Qu Shaoyang would be soft-hearted and let those bearded men go.

"What are you looking at me for? Shoot me.

He's already started talking, so just shoot him where the voice is coming from and kill him, why bother talking to him?"

Qu Shaoyang glanced at Meng Lanxin and said.

When Meng Lanxin heard this, she was completely relieved.

So he picked up the gun, moved quickly, found a suitable angle, and pulled the trigger in the direction where Zhan Dongshan came from.

Hunters like Meng Lanxin have been deliberately trained in their night vision by their families since childhood, and they also use various medicinal herbs to nourish their eyes so that their eyes are bright and their vision is excellent.

Even though it’s the end of September and there’s no moonlight in the sky, for people who have trained their night vision, such an environment will not affect their shooting accuracy.

However, Zhan Dongshan was too cunning. He hid behind the dead horse and concealed his entire body.

Meng Lanxin's shot failed to hit Zhan Dongshan, but only knocked the white clothes that Zhan Dongshan was holding to the ground.

Qu Shaoyang looked at it and sighed with regret.

It would be great if we had grenades or something. We could just throw the grenades and blow up these bastards below, preventing them from doing harm to others.

While Qu Shaoyang was thinking about it, Zhan Dongshan below was frightened out of his wits by Meng Lanxin's shot.

These bandit gangs boast all day long that they are in a strong position to lead the army, but in reality, there are not many of them who are good at shooting.

You know, good marksmanship is developed with bullets.

Hu Zi's guns and ammunition were all stolen, and he doesn't have much of them. What can he use to practice his shooting skills?

The Dongshan gang is still relatively good. They have massacred three Miaoling villages before and obtained a lot of guns, ammunition and several quick-firing rifles.

If it were any other gang, their guns would be almost outdated. It would be good enough if they could fire. Where would they go?

Zhan Dongshan originally wanted to lower his posture, lure out the other party's leader, and start a conversation between the two sides, which could delay time for a while and perhaps there would be a turning point.

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't take the opportunity to respond and actually shot at him directly.

Zhan Dongshan also understood that the other party simply wanted to kill him and had no intention of making peace with him.

If a person is forced into a desperate situation, he will be inspired to show courage without hesitation.

Zhan Dongshan was also like this at the moment. Since he had already fallen to this point and peace talks were not an option, what was the point of talking? Let's fight. Even if we die, we must die with dignity.

"Damn it, I'm giving you face but you don't want it, today we're going to fight to the death."

Zhan Dongshan picked up the gun and fired a shot at the top of the mountain.

When Zhan Dongshan shouted just now, those bearded men subconsciously stopped shooting.

Everyone is born of flesh and blood, how many people are not afraid of death? As long as there is a glimmer of hope, they will not give up.

However, Meng Lanxin's shot shattered the bandits' hope of survival.

These bearded men also hardened their hearts, pulled the trigger again, and fired back.

However, these bearded men's guns were not powerful and their ammunition was insufficient. As they fought for a while, they ran out of bullets.

Then they saw their companions being shot one after another, some dead on the spot, some wounded and wailing. The psychological defenses of the bearded men collapsed.

(End of this chapter)