"No wonder Cao Bianjiao was so kind to you, he gave you gold, silver and jewelry, and you also gave the replica pistol to the Ming army?" asked a girl.

"Not really, the pistol is what we rely on here to defend ourselves. I copied some new muskets for Cao Bianjiao, so that he could defend the city. After a while, the fight will start, you will follow me out of the city, and we will go to attack the flank of the Jin army and harass us. Lu Han disassembled the pistol and assembled it as he spoke.

Seeing that everyone didn't say anything, Li Zhao took the lead and said, "Okay!"

Lu Han briefly explained the principle of firearms, and everyone had never touched a gun, and they had never touched it. The feeling of holding the cold and heavy metal killing weapon in his hand made the hands of several women tremble. Li Zhao jeans and several other men are getting more and more excited, playing with them in their hands and doing aiming.

Bang bang bang!

At the head of the city, the Ming army lined up to release their guns, and when they were two or three hundred meters away, they were shot and rolled off their horses. The dense barrage made it impossible for the iron cavalry to charge within 200 meters. In addition, dozens of Francophone guns opened fire in unison, and the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Houjin turned on their backs.

Originally, the Ming army also sent the archers of the Shenbow Battalion to stand by at the head of the city, in case the arquebus did not catch fire yesterday and was touched by the Houjin soldiers to the head of the city. But today, it seems that those Houjin soldiers can't even get close within 200 meters.

The spectacular scene of thousands of cross-era new-style flintlock muskets firing at the head of the city made the morale of the Ming army high, and they cheered one after another: "Long live the Ming Dynasty!"

Cao Bianjiao said excitedly: "Chongbu Battalion, New Musket Battalion, follow me out of the city to kill for a while!"

The city gate roared open, and the Ming army cheered and rushed out with Cao Bianjiao.

Lu Han, Li Zhao and others also followed out of the city.

The fog outside the city was cloudy, and the shouts of killing shook the sky. After Cao Bianjiao's troops exchanged fire with the Jin soldiers, Lu Han left the team with Li Zhaoba's eight people and touched the side of the Houjin troops.

Five men, four women, all armed with the latest firepower weapons centuries later. The men were also equipped with melee knives at their waists, and the women did not even carry knives. He held a gun in each hand, and two pinned to his waist.

"Four hi clouds!?" A shout came from the fog ahead.

Bang bang!

He was answered by a dense burst of gunfire.

Several women closed their eyes and shot wildly, and one ** was empty.

Li Zhao hurriedly said: "Save ammunition!"

The women trembled and looked excited. Click, all of them returned the empty **, replaced them with new ones**, and said: "What are you afraid of, there is a replica of the realm jade, and the bullets are not as many as there are!"

A group of people went to the depths of the mist.

In the distance, the cannon rumbled, shouting to kill the sky, and it was the Ming army and the Jin army fighting in the front.

And where they are now, Lu Han estimated, it should be the right wing periphery of the Jin army.

After walking for another distance, the fog in front of him dissipated a lot, and Lu Han suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Li Zhao leaned over and asked.

Lu Han put his finger to his lips and listened to the wind, as if a tree had been stepped on and made a "rustling" sound.

Lu Han raised his arm, his fingers were tightly closed, his thumb and index finger touched his ears, his palms were slightly bent towards everyone, and then pointed to the right front, and then stretched out his arms, his fingers were tightly closed, swinging in the direction of his body.

After a series of tactical sign language, there was no reaction.

Lu Han didn't know if he was doing the right thing, anyway, he learned it from TV.

A gust of wind blew, and the mist near here was blown away, and a dozen paces away in front of the right, a Houjin soldier wearing khaki armor and a warm hat appeared.

This group of Houjin soldiers, there were four or five cavalrymen, riding tall horses, and nearly twenty infantry armed with spears and sabers were lined up on the left and right.

On average, each cavalry was surrounded by five infantrymen, which was the standard Eight Banners combat configuration.

The nine people on Lu Han's side froze, looking at each other at a distance of more than a dozen steps.

Several Houjin soldiers put their swords into their sheaths, took off their longbows behind their backs, and bent their bows and arrows. The cavalry rode and charged, and the infantry followed.

Li Zhao and the others took a step back in unison, and shouted in their jeans: "Hit, hit!"

Perhaps it was the first time to see so many Houjin soldiers so closely, and was shocked by the fierce bloodshed of these nomads, a woman threw away her gun with an "ah" and squatted down with her head covered.

Bang!

Lu Han fired the first shot, and the bullet penetrated a distance of more than ten meters into the chest of a rear ** hand.

The other archers did not hesitate and turned their arrows to aim at Lu Han. Whoosh –

Two arrows flew in, Lu Han kicked his feet on the ground, leaned back, raised his hand to shoot, bang two shots, and the two rear ** hands burst into blood flowers in front of their chests, and they fell to the ground on their backs.

"Why are you stunned, shoot!" Li Zhao was the first to come back to his senses and roared with a salvo of two guns.

The others also recovered from the blank space in their minds just now, pulled the trigger sharply, and fired wildly at the two dozen or so Houjin soldiers in front of them. A lot of people are empty, and they are still pulling the trigger there.

Lu Han walked forward while shooting, and after the ** of the eight bullets was empty, he skillfully withdrew from the empty ** and reloaded with a new **. At such a close distance, even if the other party has a large number of people, he is not flustered when he has a gun in hand.

The Houjin soldiers were shot one after another and fell to the ground, some were shot in the chest, some were in the forehead and eyebrows, and half of their faces were blown away. Before they could completely react and want to escape, in less than thirty seconds, more than 20 people were shot and died.

Bullet casings were scattered all over the ground.

Lu Han withdrew from the empty **, lowered his head and reloaded again, he didn't say anything, and the others didn't say anything. The thin fog gathered again, and the scene was so quiet that it seemed that even the distant shouts of artillery fire had disappeared.

After a long time, Lu Han continued to walk forward.

The young man in jeans broke the silence and said with a smile: "Haha, it's so enjoyable, this secret realm is more enjoyable than playing games!"

Seeing that the others didn't answer, he said to a girl again: "I'll just say, with our firepower, we can complete this secret realm mission!"

Sou!

A dark arrow shot from the mist.

Bang! Lu Han took the lead in firing a shot in the direction of the incoming arrow. Boom, bang, bang! Others shot back.

The sound of horses' hooves came from far and near, and the ground trembled.

"It's a cavalry brigade, no less than a hundred horses, withdraw!" Lu Han said seriously.

Whoosh!

Random arrows flew from all directions, and in this fog, only the whistling of arrows could be heard, and no one could be seen. Except for Lu Han, who has the ability to listen to voices and distinguish positions, everyone else is lying on the ground and shooting indiscriminately.

"Damn, what to withdraw, there is still ammunition, hit!" jeans excitedly.

Whoosh!

More and more arrows flew in the mist, and everyone had to bend down, shooting and retreating.

Even though the jeans were puzzled, all of his own equipment was equipped with firepower beyond centuries, and they were so overwhelmed by these flying arrows that they couldn't lift their heads! He didn't know how amazing the explosive power and range of the ancient military bow were. Although the bow and arrow are ancient, the standard military bow is a heavy weapon, and the strong archer shoots the bow and arrows, and the range can reach 70 meters away. It was 20 meters farther than the Böllé pistol they used for melee defense.