Chapter 59: A True Man Should Chop Down a Tank
Compared to Boss Zhu's calmness, Feng Ping, Wang Anning and others seemed extremely nervous. Even though they were all experienced Taiping soldiers and were holding Henry rifles, they were still frightened by facing such a team of cavalry and their faces turned pale and their lips trembled.
It must be said that the noise of the cavalry charging forward was truly astonishing. What is “overwhelming” and what is “thunderbolt”? Such terms simply cannot describe the earth-shaking might of the cavalry charging.
The scene of thousands of cavalrymen rushing towards you is not only shocking, it is also enough to scare you to death!
The roar of horse hooves and the strange roar of the Mapuche people came together, like waves of pressure attacking from all directions, making it hard to breathe. Although he was standing on the tractor maintenance pedal more than one meter above the ground, and there was a layer of "shield" in front of him, Feng Ping still felt dry in his throat. He kept swallowing saliva, and the hand holding the gun was always shaking slightly involuntarily, and even his crotch was tense to the extreme. As long as he relaxed a little, he believed that he would definitely urinate.
In fact, the situation of the others was almost the same. After all, there were too many natives, about two to three thousand people, and they? At most, there were only about a hundred people.
The guards...are still in town.
Feeling the tension of the crowd and staring at the Mapuche cavalry that was getting closer and closer, Zhu Xianhai still shouted loudly even though his palms were sweating from the tension of holding the joystick.
"Listen to my orders...get ready..."
The next moment, he blew the whistle.
What it is?
Looking at the black object as big as a house lying on the ground.
Juan, like all the Mapuche cavalrymen, had a look of confusion. It had wheels and looked like a carriage, but it was different from an ordinary carriage. It was as huge as a house, and it even had a chimney - smoke was coming out of it, and a circle of people were standing on it.
Those people don't seem to be white?
Although he was full of doubts in his heart, he still shouted and rushed forward, the sharp tip of his spear flashing silver in the sun.
"beep!"
Suddenly, the big house on wheels made an earth-shaking noise.
The sound of a steam tractor's whistle can absolutely be described as earth-shaking.
There is no such thing as noise reduction these days. Steam engines these days are absolutely loud. When the whistle blows, the volume is at least 130 or 140 decibels, which is not only unbearable, but if you listen to it for a few minutes, you may even be temporarily deafened.
When such a straightforward whistle suddenly sounds, it is enough to make anyone's heart tremble.
The deafening sound of the whistle was like an unprecedented heavy blow to the Mapuche people, like a sudden heavy blow to their hearts. Not only the people, but even their horses were frightened by the whistle. Some of the frightened horses even jumped up and threw the Mapuche warriors off their backs.
The cavalry formation, which had been so aggressive, suddenly became chaotic, and even Juan was almost thrown off his horse. Before he could figure out what was going on, the shrill howling sounded again.
“Beep, beep…”
After the whistle was blown, Zhu Xianhai pulled the joystick and the steam tractor started moving.
Amidst the white steam and black smoke, the steam tractor started moving, accompanied by deafening whistles. It rushed towards the Mapuche people like a giant beast in mythology.
“…”
Juan, who was holding a spear, was frightened. His shrill screams, like the roar of a monster, echoed on the earth. It was moving, and the earth seemed to be shaking. He was like a furious demon, spewing anger and rage, rushing towards them.
"It's a monster..."
Screams of terror came out of Juan's mouth, and some Mapuche warriors were so nervous that they couldn't even lift their spears.
“Beep, beep…”
Gunshots rang out!
Standing on both sides of the steam tractor, Feng Ping, Wang Anning and others opened fire. Holding Henry rifles, they aimed at the Mapuche people in front of them, loading and firing continuously.
One after another, Mapuche knights fell under the muzzles of guns.
However, those Mapuche people were like fools, standing there motionless, allowing the bullets to pierce their chests and take their lives.
Zhu Xianhai is satisfied with this effect.
In fact, from the first moment the Mapuche people appeared, they had their eyes on the tractor.
It is not just a tractor, it is huge enough, like a steel behemoth.
"You have cavalry, I have a steam tractor... No, it's a steam tank!"
"When someone gets close, throw the grenade!"
Zhu Xianhai sneered.
While sneering, he stared at the "big killer" beside him. Now was not the time to use it.
The slowly moving steam tractor had an unprecedented impact on the Mapuche people. These people, who were still living in the ignorant age, did not see a machine. They certainly could not understand what steam or a machine were. In their eyes, it was a monster, a monster that rushed out of hell, spewing fire and smoke and rushing towards them.
"ah……"
As the bravest warrior in the tribe, even though this black "monster" was as tall as a hill and like the man-eating monster in his mother's story, Juan still rushed forward regardless of everything.
Just like the brave protagonists in the story, Juan also became a warrior in the story at this moment. He will defeat the devil and drive it back to its hell.
The tip of his spear was made of the strongest steel, enough to pierce the fur of any monster. In his eyes, the people standing around the monster were nothing more than the monster's slaves. As long as the monster was repelled, they would collapse without a fight.
One person, another person, and another person...
There were hundreds of Mapuche riders, who were like crazy, driving their horses and holding spears, rushing towards the steam tractor.
“…”
Witnessing the Mapuche people rushing forward without hesitation, Zhu Xianhai didn't know how to describe their courage.
This is a real man who dares to ride a horse to charge into a tank!
"What a real man!"
In addition to sighing, Zhu Xianhai was full of awe for them in his heart.
The courage of these people is absolutely unparalleled, in order to express our admiration for their unparalleled courage.
He blew the whistle again to salute them, and no doubt some of the horses were frightened and left the Mapuche behind and ran across the savannah.
Uh, okay, I was wrong...
