Fucha. Hui Lun's current expression is also similar to that of his subordinate Duo Long A, who is more than 30 meters away from the main force of more than 500 horses that Hui Lun is carrying.

After defeating Duolong'a, the Beiwei army rushed directly over almost without a whole team, among which Liu Chongli's white helmet and white armor rushed to the front, with an excited and cruel smile on his face!

Most of the cavalry of these backstabbing army were between seventeen and twenty years old, and Ye Kai had traveled for twelve years, and he had been planning to form cavalry for ten years.

Half of these cavalrymen of the Back Army began to contact Ye Kai and even live with him when they were almost eight or nine years old, Ye Kai took them with them everywhere, and they spent more time with Ye Kai than with their parents.

At the same time, these cavalrymen of the back army spent more time with each other, although they were not brothers, they were closer and more familiar than brothers.

So there was no need for any military orders at all, and there was no need for any adjustments, they were almost heart-to-heart, and the moment they defeated Dorona, they rushed towards Whalen!

Whalen's cavalry was still in formation, and the speed of the horses did not rise, and the cavalry, which was almost out of a static state, was hit head-on by a cavalry charging at high speed, which was easier than an adult beating a child.

Hui Lun's mouth grew in horror, he habitually raised his saber and slashed at the Cantonese thief cavalry at the front, and the Cantonese thief cavalry who rushed over also raised his saber with a cruel smile.

"Dang!"

"Poof!"

With a bang, Hui Lun's saber slashed at the bright silver cuirass of the Cantonese thief cavalry, and if it was to say that the effect was also there, Liu Chongli's shiny breastplate, an ugly scratch appeared with a little spark, and of course, a few drops of blood from Hui Lun's cracked tiger's mouth.

'Poof! This sound was the sound of Liu Chongli slashing into Hui Lun's chest, and the sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh, and the armor on Hui Lun's chest was easily cut by the evil slashing saber made of advanced alloy steel under the huge impact.

A stream of blood suddenly gushed out of the man's chest, and he threw the saber in his hand with a bang, covering his chest with both hands, as if he wanted to stop the bleeding.

'Poof! 'Another one charged over and carried the Wei Army, and slashed the evil in his hand through Hui Lun's hands covering his chest!

"Ahh My hands, my hands! Hui Lun finally came back to his senses, he screamed miserably, and at least five or six of the fingers of his hands covering his chest were directly cut off by the evil slashing knife!

"Bang!" The third horseman from beside him did not use his sword, but drew the handcuff from his waist and gave him a handcuff almost against Whalen's face.

In an instant, this Uncle Man, who was still howling miserably just now, the nephew of Fukangan, the son of Mingrui, the former governor of Yunnan and Guizhou after being alone on the battlefield in Burma, and the grandfather of Jing Shou, the eighth minister of Xianfeng, and the man of Manchuria with blue flags, Fucha. Whalen, with a black head and a black face, fell off his horse, and was finally trampled into a pulp by the horse of the following army.

At the same time that Hui Lun was killed, the cavalry of the Manchu left guard battalion, which was walking slowly, was directly scattered by the Beiwei army, and then cut off into several pieces.

Often, hundreds of cavalry of the guard battalion were running, and the same number of white-armored and white-armored back-to-back soldiers were chasing and chopping, and some people were constantly screaming and falling off their horses.

The battlefield on the right entered a tug-of-war, the cavalry on the left was solved by the Beiwei army, but the soldiers of the 1st rifle regiment on the front were fighting hard.

Taking advantage of the fact that they did not have sufficient fire support, more than 3,000 people of the Manchu firearms battalion put the shotgunners in the front and approached, and they shot at the soldiers of the 1st rifle regiment in accordance with the method of playing in a series of nine into ten.

Arquebuses could not be fired in close horizontal rows, and the damage was much smaller than that of flintlock muskets, but they were more numerous than the Baath soldiers in front.

As soon as they came into range, the casualty rate of the soldiers of the 1st rifle regiment increased at once, and in just three minutes, more than two dozen soldiers in this platoon fell.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! The rapid sound of drums sounded, and the soldiers of the 1st rifle regiment, who heard the order, immediately dispersed to both sides after firing the last shot.

It turned out that Huang Laosi led the first regiment of the first division, known as the Tiannan Trapping camp, to come up, and unlike the guards of the first rifle regiment, they are the real professional players who play the platoon gun!

Vermilion lacquer UFO helmet, dark armor covered with red battle clothes, big red split armor, obliquely holding the flintlock pistol in their hands, walking with neat steps, as soon as they appeared, they caused a lot of psychological pressure on the Qing army opposite.

Again, without orders or drums, the soldiers of the First Regiment, who had been holding back the fire in their backs, advanced like a wall.

Sixty meters on, they didn't stop!

Fifty meters later, they still haven't stopped!

The whistling lead bullets, with a scorching wind, floated past the soldiers of the first regiment in front of and behind them, and the platoon commander of the first platoon trembled for a moment, and he took two steps forward before he fell straight up, and behind him, the platoon commander of the second platoon hurriedly came up.

One soldier was hit in the shin and fell to the ground, but he lay on the ground with a muffled grunt for a while, dragging his injured leg to catch up with the team in front of him.

The flag bearer holding the red background gold sun and moon military flag was played, and the moment the others fell, the reserve flag bearer hurriedly held the military flag in his hand.

"Thirty meters! Preparation! Chen Chong, the company commander of the main company of the first regiment, shouted loudly, he is now in the first platoon, because the three platoon commanders under him have sacrificed one and injured two, and he, the company commander, can only make up for the first platoon in person.

Chen Chong is a descendant of the Chen family in Beifu, and his fourth uncle is Chen Wenqi in Guangxi, counting Ye Kai's grandmother, or his father's cousin and grandmother, this kind of descendant of the red seedlings, if you don't want to eat and wait for death, then you will often rush to the front line.

As Chen Chong shouted, all the soldiers of the first regiment stomped their feet violently, and the thousand people were divided into three rows, four hundred people in the front row, and three hundred people in each of the two rows in the back.

As it turned out, the Qing army's proficiency in using arquebuses may have been good, but not to mention that compared with the strongest opponent of the Baissan Army, the Xishan Army, even Rama I's Siamese army was far inferior, about the same as the Burmese division that Ye Kai encountered in Chiang Rai.

When the soldiers of the first regiment stomped their feet opposite them, they were visibly panicked, and the soldiers in the front row, who were supposed to put their guns, wanted to squeeze into the back row without even putting their guns, and the soldiers in the back row were reluctant to come up.

"Damn it, it's all a group of cowards, let the hand-to-hand fighters go up, just thirty meters away, and directly rush over to hack those southern barbarians to death!"

A Han firearms battalion roared loudly, but the trembling legs and involuntary trilling betrayed his weak heart.

A group of hand-to-hand fighters armed with rattan waist knives and even hammers and axes ran out from behind the shotgunslingers, but before they could line up, "Boom! "The soldiers in the first row opened fire!

At least 3780 lead bullets shot out of the muzzle, and in the blazing firelight, the picture of lead bullets cutting through the air seemed to be visible!

Before more than a hundred hand-to-hand fighters began to charge, they were hit on the head, and thirty or forty people fell in an instant, and even the Qing shotgunners who were howling and crowding each other and wanted to run to the back also fell a dozen people.

"Boom!" There was no respite for the Qing army, and after less than five seconds, the second platoon of guns fired!

This caused an even greater panic, how could the hand-to-hand fighters who were going to come up withstand such a terrible shooting, they didn't care about military law or not, they ran away in a swarm, and even some shotgunmen began to flee with them.

"Boom!" Immediately after the third round of platoon guns fired, there was a huge sound, and even the cavalrymen of the right guard battalion, who were still struggling to support, showed a frightened expression on their faces, and the shotgunners of the firearms battalion facing the first regiment were even more afraid.

No one is thinking about fighting back, they are all thinking about how to save their lives, even the officers, thirty meters, almost face to face with guns and bombardments!

If the Qing army has to have this courage, it will have already cleaned up the Gongbang Dynasty and Xishan Nguyen Hui in Burma, and of course there will be nothing wrong with Ye Kai!

The Manchu army had to have this ability, and King Ye was the king of land on Xinzhou and Lanfang Island with his tail between his legs, and he didn't even dare to go to Vietnam.

"The Renaissance Army! Banzai! ”

"Hooray!"

"Hooray!"

After the three rounds of guns, it's time to charge!

Chen Chong, who was in the first row, put on his bayonet, and was the first to leap out, and the soldiers of the 1,000th First Regiment behind him rushed towards the Manchu firearms battalion that was about to collapse like a red wave.

For a while, on the entire Beijiang River beach, countless blue or gray figures were running, and the red figures were chasing and slashing and killing!