"Master Hou, look at it, I'll catch you alive, and we'll whip him fiercely later." As soon as Wang Li saw that there was a battle, he immediately came to his senses.

"Line up, get closer, fight."

Wang Li calmly looked at the cavalry in front of him, although these cavalry had already entered the firing range at this time, Wang Li did not give the order to shoot. He's going to hit horses, not people. At this time, although the cavalry had already entered the firing range, it had not yet entered the maximum power range of the "Xianyang Made". Horses are thick-skinned creatures that must have the best range to exert the greatest power of "Xianyang".

Seeing the cavalry of the Weima coalition getting closer and closer, Wang Li suddenly waved his hand and shouted, "Prepare, shoot." ”

"Bang, bang, bang."

Thousands of muskets were fired in a salvo, and the Wei Han people had already seen the power of the muskets, and the muskets of the Qin army were naturally in Wei Kunyang's calculations.

"Boom, boom, boom."

One horse after another fell to the ground, but fortunately there were some bantams on the Korean Peninsula, and the soldiers of the Weima coalition were small and more agile. Although the horses were wounded by gunshot wounds and fell, the soldiers were not seriously injured except for a small number of injuries to their comrades in the back row.

"Boom."

"Ha, ha, ha."

"Li Chen, where are you going?" Wei Kunyang at the back was no exception, his horse was also injured and fell, and he got up with a lazy donkey rolling on the ground, and then laughed.

"How?"

"General Wei fell stupid?"

"Did you fall on your head?"

Here is the idea of the soldiers of the Weima Coalition Army now, why did their own general laugh out loud after he fell.

It turned out that Wei Kunyang had already calculated the ammunition volume of Wang Li's Shenji battalion, and each "Xianyang-made" could only store five bullets, while a battalion of more than 1,000 people only had 5,000 bullets. The cavalry charge was only in an instant, even if the Shenji battalion was full of sharpshooters, they could only shoot five bullets, and it was obviously too late to reload after five bullets.

For the scene in front of him, he prepared five thousand cavalry, and the human and horse god machine battalion could only choose to fight one, the size of the person was smaller, and the hit rate was obviously not guaranteed. Then if you want to stop the footsteps of the cavalry, you can only choose to fight the horse. In fact, Wang Li's choice is to fight larger horses. This was the reason why Wei Kunyang laughed, although the horse was killed, he had already rushed to the front of the Qin army. The 5,000 Weima Coalition Army fought against the 1,000 Shenji Battalion, and in Wei Kunyang's opinion, the combat effectiveness of these long-range troops must not be strong, and his plan succeeded.

Wei Kunyang has his plan, and Wang Li naturally has his own means. As the saying goes, cavalry has horses, and infantry has no horses. The reason why Wang Li chose to fight a horse was also to think about the choice after three. The reason why cavalry has horses is because the cavalry's fighting style is more tragic, bloodier, and more inappropriate for children than infantry. The infantry's style of play is decent, but the cavalry's style of play is used in any move. Compared to cavalry, Wang Li prefers to engage horseless infantry, which is why Wang Li fights horses.

Due to the close proximity of the two sides, the 1,000 strong men of the Shenji battalion had only one chance to fire a salvo at the cavalry with horses. And after one round of shooting, the horse-mounted cavalry turned into horseless infantry. And the 1,000 strong men of the Shenji Battalion have also changed from long-range sharpshooters to bayonet-armed combat fighters.

Wang Li had long suppressed the excitement in his heart, and it was finally his turn to fight happily. He yelled at his soldiers, "Get on the bayonet." ”

"Click, click, click."

The three-edged thorn on his waist was pulled out, and all the soldiers stuck the three-edged thorn on the head of the spear. At this moment, more than 1,000 people burst out with an amazing momentum, and their movements were uniform, as if they were one person.

The Shenji Battalion, which had more than 1,000 people, held the "Xianyang Zao" with a bayonet in his hand, pointed obliquely at the Weima Coalition Army. At this time, although Xianyang was much shorter than the spear, the shape of the three-edged military spur Wei Kunyang always seemed to be much more comfortable than the spear.

"Wind, wind, wind."

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were like tigers descending from the mountain, and they took the lead in advancing towards the Weima Coalition Army with great momentum, as if the five thousand Weima Coalition Army in front of them were just five thousand little sheep with no killing power. The Shenji Battalion is all the soldiers of a hundred battles selected by Wang Li from the army, and these are the elite of the elite. Although this was the first time they had used a bayonet's spear in a white-knuckle battle, they had practiced this scene countless times.

Looking at the majestic Qin army in front of him, Wei Kunyang knew that he had miscalculated again, where was this a long-range class that had no ability to resist, this was simply more close combat than the most elite sword and shield soldiers. At this moment, Wei Kunyang seemed to know why his all-powerful uncle committed suicide, and why Yin Chengzheng, the first general of Ma Han, was beaten like this. It was too aggrieved to fight with Li Chen, and he was already trying his best to leave "Wang Zhan" as a hole card, but in the end he found that everyone was "Wang Bang" in one hand.

Sure enough, the formation of the Weima coalition army was quickly dispersed by the Shenji battalion armed with bayonets. The bayonet in the hands of the Shenji Battalion was extremely sharp, and the iron-covered iron-clad shield in the hands of the Weima Coalition Army was easily pierced under the bayonets of the Shenwu Army. The attack of the Shenji battalion is simple, or it should be said that it is unpretentious, they are simple thorns. But it was such a simple way of playing, but the Weima coalition did not have the slightest power to fight back. Every moment, the Weima coalition army fell to the ground, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of Weima coalition troops fell.

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion are more burly, physically stronger, and more sophisticated, and the Weima Coalition does not seem to have any advantage other than numbers. And now, in addition to these, the Qin army has the upper hand in another aspect.

That's right, morale.

Fear is a contagious thing, assuming that the Qin army is using bells and whistles swordsmanship, and the sword method of fighting the Weima coalition army has no strength to fight back, but it is this simple stab that makes the Weima coalition army have no power to fight back, which really makes people feel a little frightened.

As one by one, the Wema Coalition collapsed in pools of blood, and fear had spread in the hearts of the Wema Coalition. Finally, the first person to collapse appeared, and he shouted loudly: "Demon law, they will demon law, we are dead." ”

Whether it is the Wei Han people or the Ma Han people, the degree of civilization is not high, no matter how strong the Qin army is, they will not be afraid, but they will be afraid of another thing, that is, ghosts and gods.

"Demon law, demon law."

"It must be a demon law."

When the first demon magic sounded, the Weima coalition army had already begun to retreat, and at this time, even Wei Kunyang and Yin Chengzheng could not restrain the collapsed soldiers. Wei Kunyang's plan to capture Li Chen failed to survive, and the situation on the battlefield was already clear.