The maximum range of the M2 machine gun was 2,500 meters, so when that distinctive "dong dong" sound sounded in the valley, the Ming army, which retreated to a few hundred meters away, still suffered a heavy blow.

The dense queue on the mountain road was instantly beaten out of a bloody alley, and people turned on their backs, and their stumps danced wildly.

A bullet with a velocity measured in milliseconds is impossible for humans to react to. So it wasn't until a few seconds later that the human bodies and blood in front of them that were knocked into the air woke up the people in the back from the shock.

After a wild scream, the cavalry began to pull their horses and turn around, and the mountain road suddenly fell into chaos, so that more people were pierced by bullets.

THIS ROUND OF MACHINE GUN STRIKES, COUNTING THE TIME TO ADJUST THE AIMING HALFWAY, ONLY TOOK HALF A MINUTE, AND USED UP A FULL 100 12.7MM ARMOR-PIERCING ROUNDS.

Half a minute later, the valley was calm, and all the Ming troops took refuge behind the corner a mile away. It was only in the mountain road where the horse team had stayed that two or three hundred dead and wounded were left, as well as fragments and horse corpses everywhere.

Zuo Liangyu, who was disheveled and half of his face was covered with blood, held Shan Yan with one hand, showing his head around the corner, looking at the flesh alley in front of him in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.

In the 30 seconds of terrifying time just now, although Zuo Liangyu was lucky not to eat peanuts, the horse under his crotch was broken leg, causing him to fall to the ground and cut his face by the stone.

After that, with the support of his own soldiers, he crawled to the corner of the mountain with a rolling belt, which can be regarded as a walk in the rain of bullets and bullets, and experienced the daily life of a soldier in later generations.

Zuo Liangyu, who couldn't feel the blood dripping down his face, looked at the corpses of the Ming army lying on the road that were as broken as the Tartars at this moment, and he completely figured out a puzzle: How did the Tartars under the city die.

"What kind of weapon is this? Furlong machine? How can it be so fierce? ”

Zuo Liangyu's question was answered by no one. This kind of cannon is not like a cannon, the gun is not like a gun, and the fantasy weapon that is as fast as lightning has completely exceeded the cognition of the Ming army.

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After seeing the Ming army in the distance disappearing into the corner of the mountain in embarrassment, everyone looked at each other and smiled on the city wall, leaving Qian Tieshan in charge, and the rest of the people withdrew.

Then the people who had just run back to the city from the south gate were released again and began to continue their promising work in the meat factory.

This time, the people went out with great vigour. After seeing those bastard officers and soldiers being torn apart just now, the people knew that the army at the head of the city was willing to support them, so now this group of people is not afraid.

The situation was so strangely deadlocked. The soldiers at the head of the city changed their guards on time and were ready to shoot at any time, the people under the city cut off their heads and picked up baskets to work hard, and the Ming army in the distance hid behind the mountain and did not dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

This situation continued until the arrival of the large forces of the Ming army.

At 4:5 o'clock in the afternoon, Zuo Liangyu's immediate boss Cao Wenzhao, and even Ma Shilong, who led tens of thousands of Chinese army foot soldiers, rushed to the ground one after another.

"What is the reason, blocking my army in the mountain road, don't be deceitful, 151 even to the official from the beginning!"

Ma Shilong, who has a big cake face and a beard, sits on a big mountain rock, holds a horse whip in his hand, wears a big red official robe, and embroiders a lion complement on his chest, and is interrogating Zuo Liangyu, who is kneeling in front of him, and is surrounded by the general lieutenants of the general army of the king from all walks of life.

"After a little experience, he led the team to this point, and inexplicably encountered the artillery fire at the head of the city and broke the brothers."

Ma Shilong stretched out his left arm, pointed to the flesh alley not far away, and asked in disbelief: "For no reason, you are still flying the flag, and the cannon will be fired at the head of the city?" ”

"Xu is that the southern soldier doesn't know the banner of my officers and soldiers."

Since Ma Shilong was a young man, he has served as a guerrilla in Xuanfu, the chief soldier of the Santun battalion, and the chief soldier of Shanhaiguan.

So when he saw the ** talking in front of him, he didn't dare to answer the question head-on, Ma Shilong thought with the soles of his feet and knew that there was something greasy in the middle.

So the old horse stopped talking, and looked up at the dead trees and mountains.

After a while, Ma Shilong's personal captain slipped over and muttered in the general's ear.

"Come on, cut it."

After listening to the inside information, Ma Shilong's face was unwavering, as if I already knew, waved his hand, and ordered someone to hold Zuo Liangyu in custody, and he was ready to cut off his head.

The next moment, as if they had made an appointment in advance, a group of Guan Ning generals, including Cao Wenzhao and Zu Dashou, clasped their fists and saluted, saying good things in their mouths, and forcibly saved Zuo Liangyu.

sneered, Ma Shilong still looked indifferent, and seemed to be tired of the routine: "Okay, let's leave you a dog's life for the time being." ”

Speaking of this, Ma Shilong whipped down fiercely, leaving a whip mark on Zuo Liangyu's intact face: "Still not summoned from the truth?" ”

After being whipped in a way that had never happened in history, Zuo Liangyu knew that if he didn't tell the truth, no one would protect him for the second time. So he hung his head and honestly put the steamed buns just now...... The bloody case of the head was told.

Ma Shilong, who already knew the general situation, began to ask carefully at this time, asking about the firepower, troops, and details of the city.

"This is armed and arrogant!"

After asking, Ma Shilong stood up, pondered with his back hand, turned his head and said, "You go to knock with my banner." ”

Although Zuo Liangyu said that the left side of his face was bloody, and the right side of his face was red and swollen, after he heard Ma Shilong's words, his whole face suddenly turned green - the messenger under his command just now was beaten to death under the city.

However, the military order could not be disobeyed. Ma Shilong is now a martial artist who holds the sword of Shang Fang, and has basically reached the peak position of the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty. Today's Ma Shilong, although it is stressful and difficult to cut down a general soldier on the spot, but he Zuo Liangyu is a small capital, if he dares to disobey again, the gods will not be able to save him!

So Zuo Liangyu had no choice but to wipe his face hastily, riding alone, holding Ma Shilong's general flag, and slowly walking towards the Santun camp under the gaze of thousands of Ming troops.

Along the way, he stepped over the corpses of his subordinates, then passed by the piles of Tartars' heads, and finally passed by the corpses of the messengers under the city, Zuo Liangyu, who was covered with cold sweat, didn't know how he came to the city of Santun Camp.

Standing in front of the suspension bridge, looking at the knight who slowly drove out of the South Gate Cave, Zuo Liangyu finally breathed a sigh of relief: It looks like his little fate has been saved.

There were three men dressed in earthy brown flowers.

Although the people who came were strangely dressed and had no armor on their bodies, there were thousands of Tartars and hundreds of dead corpses of the Ming army as endorsements, and now no one dared to underestimate these people who looked like beggars.

"The last general, Zuo Liangyu, came to knock on behalf of Lord Liuma."

"Oh, you're Zuo Liangyu!"

Seeing a playful smile on the face of the burly man opposite, who seemed to be very familiar with him, Zuo Liangyu blinked, not understanding.

After saying something out of tune, Qian Tieshan stopped playing haha, and turned to get down to business: "I know what you mean." Go back and tell Ma Jingluo that my general soldier Cao was injured in the battle with the Tartars a few days ago, and it is inconvenient to see guests now. ”

Qian Tieshan said without shame when he said this: "It's getting late now, and the customs are tight, who knows if there will be any Tartars who will come to rob people's heads...... Why don't you wait until tomorrow morning and then invite Master Ma to come and discuss the matter. ”

"This, I'm afraid this is inappropriate, right?"

Zuo Liangyu was already stupid.

He didn't expect that there would be such a paradoxical thing beforehand: a deputy chief soldier would dare to ask Wu Jingluo, who was in charge of the soldiers and horses of the King of Zhulu Qin, to wait outside the city for a night before they could meet?

It's like the army commander who has blocked the commander of the group army who came to inspect from the defense area, and he has completely lost his dignity and humility, which is akin to a rebellion!

However, Qian Tieshan didn't pay attention to Zuo Liangyu's words at all, and just continued to take care of himself: "I warn you, don't make any trouble at night. The road in front of the city is now allowed to take a small group of horses, and if there are any more soldiers and horses, the guns will not be long-sighted! ”

After finishing speaking, Qian Tieshan pulled the reins and turned around and left, leaving Zuo Liangyu standing stupidly under the city, puzzled.

It's not because the Tartar head swells when you have it in hand, but because there are other reasons that are not easy to talk about - procrastination.

Of course, this kind of action will definitely be interpreted by the generals of the Ming Kingdom as a domineering one, but the crossing crowd doesn't care, or rather, this is exactly what he wants.

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After the helpless Zuo Liangyu went back, he told Ma Shilong everything about Qian Tieshan's words, and then he swore that he didn't change a word.

At this moment, Ma Shilong was still sitting on the boulder, but he had an extra warhead collected from the corpse in his hand.

Without paying attention to Zuo Liangyu, Lao Ma picked out a deformed warhead from his palm, and took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun to take a closer look at the layer of copper-plated armor around the warhead, and then nodded and said, "It's a rich one." ”

Speaking of this, he got up and looked left and right: "People are not allowed to enter the city, and there is probably a reason not to let them in." The old man is still healthy, and he is not afraid of sleeping overnight, so he will arrange his own go. ”

Although the generals around him were a little surprised by the soft attitude of the old horse, no one jumped out and pretended to be forced - now everyone knows that there is a group of killing gods in the Santun camp, jumping out to die?

As for the arrogant and domineering Cao Zongbing, because of the many Tartar heads, this level is already very high, several stories high. No matter what dirt there is between you and the big guy, it must be resolved in the court, and it has nothing to do with everyone.

So with the order of the old horse, 3,000 cavalry and tens of thousands of foot soldiers began to set up camp in the mountain road.

At this moment, on the mountain road east of Santun Camp, there was another rumbling sound of horses' hooves...... The old grandson is here.

The old grandson who held high the banner of the word "Sun" behind him, with the veteran Zhu Mei, rushed all the way from Yongping, and almost didn't scatter the old bones of the old grandson.

Finally arrived at the ground, in the golden light of the sunset, saw the long road of corpses and piles of human heads in front of the Santun camp city, and the old grandson was also dumbfounded?

Fortunately, the old horse on the opposite side found the old grandson in time, so the old horse rode the horse himself, afraid that the city head would misunderstand and give him another shot, so he only brought a personal soldier and rushed over across the road of death.

Then Lao Sun Tou saw his close comrade-in-arms Ma Huihui, and after listening to everything that happened in the city, he was shocked on the spot: a deputy chief soldier with a big fart, and if he has a little Tartar head at hand, he dares to ignore the big guy and not even let the door in? Santun Camp is not your Cao family!

However, the old grandson was furious for two minutes, and then he was deflated. Lao Sun came from Yongping, so he knew better than Lao Ma how many Tartar heads were in the hands of the people - there were so many heads, that, it seems, was arrogant, as if the two of them couldn't put the surname Cao as well?

That night, on the left and right sides of the Santun camp, in the tents in the mountain road, there were scholars and Wu Jinglu. And a certain deputy general soldier with a low rank and a low rank slept soundly on the stepping bed in the back house of the general soldier's mansion after eating barbecue, like a child.