"Yang Qilong, hedge!"

Zhu Cijiong's eyes were cold.

……

Yang Qilong turned over the horses behind the low slope and neighed: "Cavalry battalion, get on the horse!" ”

Five hundred knights turned on their horses.

They removed the triangular thorns and long wooden handles from the saddle, joined them in twos and threes, hung them on the saddle, and took up the flintlock pistol.

"Bullet!"

Yang Qilong said as he took out the packaged gunpowder from the bamboo tube on his waist, bit through the package, poured it into the muzzle, poked it with a stick, and pushed the lead bullet into it.

At the same time, after Luo Hongtuan crossed the suspension bridge, he also began to form a team.

They took out their riding spears, pressed them against their horses' necks, and drew their long knives from their waists and hung them in their saddles.

Coincidentally, after the two sides finished their preparations, they rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

The trampling of seven hundred war horses made the earth tremble.

"Within fifty steps!"

Yang Qilong shouted.

The speed of the war horse under his crotch did not rush to the extreme, and the cavalry behind him was the same.

On the other hand, under the command of Luo Hongtuan, they have already pushed the speed of the war horse to the maximum.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer, a hundred, eighty, sixty steps......

The cavalry of the Qing army had archers, and at a distance of eighty paces, some people began to release arrows, and soon, the cavalry under Yang Qilong was killed and wounded.

They did not increase their speed, and their bodies sat on horseback again, but they became the target of the Qing army's marksmen.

One by one, the cavalrymen in dark green military uniforms fell to the ground with a wail......

"Make up for the back!"

Yang Qilong shouted.

For every fallen cavalryman, the cavalry in the back row let go of their horses, chased after them, and filled the vacancy in silence.

The rebels still controlled the speed of the horses, and only let the horses run.

Finally, after paying a dozen casualties, the two sides came within fifty paces!

"Aim - hit!"

Yang Qilong roared, threw away the reins of the horse with his left hand, reached out to grab the barrel of the gun, and held it up.

Just when the enemy general at the head stepped fifty steps, Yang Qilong aimed at his chest and abdomen and knocked the trigger.

"Bang!"

The muzzle of the gun flashed, and Yang Qilong seemed to see a brown projectile, which popped out of the muzzle and flew towards the opposite side.

The projectile gradually turned red, and in the end, it turned out to be like a spark, and the red was breathtaking......

"Ping Pong!"

……

The gunfire was like a storm, and the riders in the first row aimed at the Qing army one after another, releasing the bullets in the chamber......

"Poof......

The team was looking at their abdomen in disbelief, only to see that there was a hole in the cotton armor inlaid with iron leaves, and something seemed to be warm, flowing down the belly and onto the saddle.

The thief did not talk about martial virtues, and even attacked with firearms......

He seemed to feel that along the hole in his chest, there was a cold wind, pouring into his stomach, and it was as if that tight skin had been cut by someone, and suddenly became relaxed......

The next moment, there was an unbearable pain in the chest... His face grew pale, and his eyes began to lose their brilliance...

I, Zhao Le, followed the garrison master to fight in the south and the north, and fought here from Liaodong......

Back then, in the face of Li Chuang's tens of thousands of troops, they also bravely attacked ...... The Zhang family of the dog day did not talk about martial arts......

Captain Jiading's eyes gradually dissipated, he tilted his head, fell from the war horse, and was trampled into a pulp by the war horse that had no time to avoid in the rear......

……

After a burst of guns, the Green Camp queue thinned out one layer!

Luo Hongtuan was protected by his cronies at the core, and he thought that in the face of such a rebellion of homeless people, not to mention the two hundred cavalry behind him, these fifty horsemen alone would be able to lay the foundation for victory......

Did he take these sons and men straight to Li Chuang's army of more than 10,000!

"Damn! Speed me up! ”

Luo Hongtuan's heart was dripping blood.

However, in one round of shooting, only half of the fifty cavalry that he had accumulated in half his life was left, not to mention the losses of the cavalry on both wings of the guards......

"Speed up and rush over!"

As long as they rush in front of them, these muskets are undoubtedly like burning sticks!

At that time, these homeless people will be defeated, as long as they are driven to roll back, then the slashing will be much faster than chopping vegetables and melons!

After all, to chop and chop the dead, you still need a knife to chase and kill the rout...... The bandits who die at the hands of their own men will outperform the enemies they have slain......

……

But......

There was a faint haze in Luo Hongtuan's heart......

At that time, he was also a member of the Liaodong generals, except for the elite family members under the general's command, no soldier could resist fear and put the enemy within fifty paces before shooting!

Luo Hongtuan shook his head, he should have thought too much.

Suerda wants to annex the Zhang family, this is just a counterattack by the Zhang family, this kind of thing, since the dynasty was established, there have been more than one or two ......

"Raise your gun!"

Yang Qilong threw away the flintlock pistol in his hand, removed the three-edged thorn from the saddle, and roared.

The first row of cavalrymen threw their flintlock pistols on the ground, and then removed the long three-edged thorns.

"Kill!"

Yang Qilong roared, the spurs on his feet kicked the war horse hard, and the grassland horse under his crotch suddenly began to accelerate and rushed towards the green camp opposite!

And as the cavalry of the first row began to accelerate, the cavalry of the second row raised their flintlock pistols in their hands.

The company commander roared: "Aim, release!" ”

"Ping Pong ......"

One hundred and ten projectiles, like pouring rain, rushed down the gap of the cavalry in front and rushed towards the enemy.

At this time, Yang Qilong had already arrived opposite to the green camp.

The soldiers on both sides lowered their bodies, pressed their rifles against the saddle, and took aim at the enemy at the neck of the horses.

The tail of the gun, on the other hand, was diagonally to the other side.

This is the standard posture for mounted combat.

If the spear is pointed straight ahead, even if you stab the enemy to death, you will be swept off your horse by the huge force of the rebound, and trampled to death by the horses behind you.

Even if the riding gun is specially designed, it will break when forced, but death cannot be avoided!

When the cavalry charges at high speed in the final stage, the speed of the war horse can reach a speed of more than sixty kilometers, and the speed of the two horses facing each other is as high as one hundred and twenty-three!

Moving at a speed of 33 meters per second, let alone a wooden stick crashing backwards, even if it is a watermelon, it is enough to kill it......

Luo Hongtuan lowered his spear and aimed at the tall bandit in the middle.

Who knows, just when the tip of the gun was only five or six steps away from the other party, he suddenly heard the rear formation of the bandits on the opposite side, and a row of guns rang out again......

"Not good!"

Luo Hongtuan's face changed, and he hurriedly abandoned the spear, turned over and hid under the horse's belly.