Although the rebels are numerous, but the more than 70 people who came to the front are all people in the rivers and lakes, all of them are good at kung fu, and they are not afraid of death, the master level Nanyun Mountain rushed to the front, and the others rushed to meet the arrows riskily, and the four members of the civilian team who were shot by the arrows were not afraid of death, and they broke the arrow shafts on their bodies, and rushed towards the oncoming rebels, everyone knew in their hearts that either you died or I died on the battlefield, as long as they could move, they would never sit and wait for death.

The smoke of gunpowder has not dispersed, the smell of choking shrouded the air, the sound of killing covered the sound of gunfire, the era of cold weapons is coming, the blood is boiling, and the heroes of the rivers and lakes have a place to use, "Nan Batian" Nanyun Mountain rushed out of the ravine more than ten steps away, and met the first traitor, Nan Yuntian has a machete in his hand, is the king of infantry, weighs about forty pounds, is about two meters long, this guy hand, that is sweeping a large area.

I saw Nan Yuntian striding forward, sweeping thousands of troops with one move, the wind and clouds, the momentum was amazing and terrifying, and he directly took the enemy's courage, so that the apprentices behind him couldn't help but have a sense of admiration.

A traitor wanted to block with a shovel in his hand, his shovel knife was a weapon obtained from the landlord's old rich man's stable, which was originally used to cut hay, and now he waved it in his hand, killing people was as simple as cutting hay, but his knife was not long enough, this traitor did not cut Nan Yuntian's body, and his movements were not as terrible as his mouth, the machete had been attached to his waist like a shadow, only to hear the traitor's terrible scream, heard the sound of his bones breaking, and the upper body left his body and cut a waist.

The power is like this, the reincarnation of the overlord of Chu, people have to admire Nan Yuntian's name "Nan Batian" is worthy of its name, Nan Yuntian stepped on the wrong line, killed and robbed, and embarked on the road of no return, but was let go by Li Guolou, and gave him the opportunity to change himself, Jingshi has a piece of territory, even if it is worth exchanging his life for his life, Nan Yuntian's life has long been sold to Li Guolou, today he wants to wash away the shame of the past with loyalty and blood, and let the apprentices be proud of having such a master.

Nan Yuntian let out a long roar, blood splashed, swept down a large piece, and those who blocked me died, and those who touched me died, only to see Nan Yuntian bravely and unstoppably killed among the rebels, sweeping all living beings, his jaw and beard fluttered, adding to his mighty momentum, as if people saw the power of Guan Yunchang through five levels and six generals.

The rebels didn't expect Nan Yuntian to use such a domineering sword technique, and in an instant, the crowd was a little commotion, and some people didn't dare to charge forward, not understanding how the person in front of them could use such a terrifying sword technique.

Several sharp arrows shot towards Nanyuntian, but when I heard the "boom" of the bowstring, it was as urgent as lightning arrows, and it was imminent.

Nan Yuntian couldn't help but snort, he was hit by an arrow in the shoulder, red light burst out, blood soaked the robe, and he used his spare strength to force back the enemy, and the machete in his hand couldn't hold it, and he fell to the ground with a "dang long".

There was a commotion among the members of the civilian team behind him, and everyone fought bravely to protect Nan Yuntian and use a small battle formation to surround Nan Yuntian.

"Master, you're all right." The tall Duan Muchun took the lead in blocking the front of Master Nan Yuntian, and used the shield in his hand to resist the cold arrows that flew in.

"It's fine, I was bitten by a mosquito." Nan Yuntian grinned, sat on the grass and bandaged his wounds, holding a knife in one hand, he could also kill the enemy, he didn't want to be a waste.

"Master, you can rest for a while and watch the apprentice avenge you." Ten apprentices Xiao Bangzi is good at lying on the ground, holding a round shield and a big knife, a forward roll and then jump forward, out of the battle formation, the habits of the people in the rivers and lakes do not change, they all like to fight alone.

Xiao Bangzi rolled on the ground, waved a big knife to chop the face of the rebel's feet, screamed miserably, five rebels did not look at the foot of the rebels, accidentally hit, by Xiao Bangzi made a trick, cut the ankle, one of the traitors was cut off one foot, five traitors fell to the ground.

The rebels swarmed up and trampled on the ground man, no one stopped to help his companions, Xiao Bangzi was very clever, and when he saw that the situation was not right, there were too many traitors, and hurriedly turned around and ran back to the original battle formation.

Killing people in the battle array is to pay attention to cooperation, the front civil team members hold shields and broadswords to open the way, protect the people behind them, and the members of the civilian team behind them follow the drill routine, swing the knife from the gap in the shield to kill the enemy, this is an era of cold weapons and hot weapons, brave and powerful kung fu masters have a place on the battlefield, and they will have to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies.

Although the rebels in front of them do not want to rush to kill, they are all fighting indiscriminately, and they have not formed a decent battle formation, which collides with each other and strangles both sides, and it seems that they are killing each other, but the killing efficiency cannot be compared, the rebels fall one by one, and the number of members of the civilian team has not decreased, and the members of the civilian team have maintained a steady pace forward, more than 60 people in the battle formation, gathered together for a while, and then turned into a dozen small battle formations, scattered to kill the enemy, from a dozen steps in front of the ravine, slowly moving forward, There were corpses of traitors all the way, and they were stunned to prevent the traitors from taking a step beyond the thunder pool, and they had already advanced to fifty meters away.

Don't underestimate the distance of fifty paces, this is enough for more than 30 officers and soldiers in the hiding ravine to settle down, reload the bullet, and shoot a murder bullet after aiming.

"Woohoo." The smoke rose from the ravine, and rows of bullets shot at the rebels in the distance, and there were always rebels who fell, charging without fear of death, but there was an insurmountable chasm in Yunmeng Mountain.

The sound of artillery in the distance rumbled, which made people frightened, and the figures of the members of the civilian team holding high the "Snow Mountain Lion Flag" appeared at the north entrance of Balizhuang Village, which made people doubly powerful.

"Qing warriors, our team is here, give me a stand-off." When Ai Hai saw the "Snow Mountain Lion Flag" fluttering in the air, he was so excited that he burst into tears and loudly encouraged his comrades beside him.

"Our team is here." The officers and men of the Qing Dynasty shouted together in the ravine, cheering for the members of the civilian team, and the officers and soldiers took it for granted that they were the main team members, shooting and killing the enemy a hundred paces away, and being superior to others, so that they could not rush out of the trenches casually.

After the Hokage Hua Dandan bandaged the wound on his arm, he watched the thousands of villagers rushing to kill one after another, time is life, there are officers and soldiers in front and behind, there is not much time for him, and it is becoming more and more difficult to rush out, which will make the "divine skill", the Hokage is in his heart.

"Brothers and sisters, leave me alone, come with me." Hokage Hana Dandan ordered his twenty female guards to advance towards the enemy's artillery fire.

"Yes." Twenty women charged forward without hesitation, and the latter group of White Lotus cultists who escaped from Balizhuang were also sent by the Hokage, and they rushed forward together, and they must open the door to escape.

Looking at the killing in front of them, those people killed people like demons, it was as simple as chopping melons and vegetables, and the heads fell to the ground one by one, and some villagers couldn't eat it, and they understood that it was useless to drink Fu Shui, and they were deceived.

Some timid villagers were reluctant to charge forward, regardless of whether they were shot or not, they fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, and a large crowd of people fell automatically, lying on the ground and refusing to move.

Some villagers also shouted: "Sanmaozi, lie down, bullets don't grow eyes, those officers and soldiers kill people like hemp, we are ordinary people, we can't kill ourselves!" ”

The young Sanmaozi hesitated and turned his head, the "Snow Mountain Lion Flag" came from far and near, and he suddenly understood that he was being coerced by the White Lotus Sect to the villagers, why didn't he plant it.

"Balizhuang villagers, don't listen to the Hokage, he is a demon, the Hokage has deceived us, and we are loyal to Emperor Tongzhi." An aunt who came back to her senses and regained her humanity shouted.

"Yes, we owe allegiance to Emperor Tongzhi." A hundred voices came, and the people who saw the brutal killing of the members of the civilian team made people return to their senses.

The villagers of Balizhuang regained their humanity at this time, no longer charged forward, and fell to the ground one by one, unwilling to do the work of blocking bullets, no one believed in the nonsense of "invulnerability" and "invincibility", thinking of the dead relatives next to them, crying came from the battlefield, a strange scene, making people feel like a world away.

The villagers of Balizhuang woke up suddenly, and at least three or four hundred people fell to the ground, which changed the pattern on the battlefield, and the rebels around the members of the 50-odd civilian regiment who were originally in danger were suddenly at a disadvantage, and there were still less than 100 rebels in the battle.

How could the opportunity to receive meritorious service be missed, Ai Hai waved his hand and said loudly: "Qing warriors, give me bayonets and charge!" ”

A bugler raised his trumpet and blew the horn of the charge, "Tick tick tick." "The inspiring sound of the horn makes people's blood boil.

"Kill, kill, kill." More than 30 officers and soldiers in the ravine, skillfully loaded the bayonet on the barrel, crossed the ravine, and rushed to the dying and struggling group of rebels, they were Qing warriors, brave men, loyal and unparalleled soldiers, daring to meet the enemy's bayonets.

Gao Yao Wuyun was carrying two flaming fuse grenades in his hands and shouted, "Head, look at me." As he spoke, Gao Yao Wuyun threw two grenades into the rebels, and there was a loud "boom" and smoke rose.

Li Guolou was frightened, the two grenades swept over his head, and his first reaction was to lie on the ground, throw away the weapon in his hand, cover his ears, and curse: Gao Yao Wuyun is a white-eyed wolf who can't raise a familiar white eye, and he refuses to attack when he is in danger, and now he throws the grenade blindly, almost killing him.

"Head, you're fine." Gao Yao Wuyun pretended to be concerned and walked to Li Guolou's side, patting off the dirt and some minced meat on Li Guolou's body.

Li Guolou's head was a little dizzy, shook a few times, and said angrily: "Gao Yao catches the head, if you throw grenades like this, kill the enemy for me!" ”

"Pierce." Gao Yao Wuyun stood up, carrying a big knife and charging forward, the key to deciding the outcome was her, two grenades changed the tide of the battle, scared the rebels to death, Gao Yao Wuyun jumped in the air, a bright light flashed, and a human head flew three feet away.

"Surrender or die." The officers and soldiers were the first to shout, and there was a little morale after the breakdown of the rebels.

On the battlefield, the "Snow Mountain Lion Flag" fluttered in the wind, four or five military flags swam, the trend of catching turtles in the urn had been achieved, the rebel army's heart was shaken, some rebels knelt on the ground, raised their weapons and surrendered, and some rebels were still unwilling, rushed to the officers and soldiers, and before they could kill the officers and soldiers ten steps away, they were hit by a burst of guns.

The defeat of the White Lotus Sect is irreparable, and even the loyal and unyielding White Lotus Sect disciples know the end, but they will not put down their weapons and kill the officers and soldiers like moths to the flames.

Li Guolou looked at dozens of White Lotus disciples, although what they did was a moth to a fire, killing themselves, being knocked to the ground by a burst of guns, piling up together for life and death, proving that they do what they say and dare to break the old world, they can be called warriors, looking at the vast wilderness, the smoke of gunpowder has not dispersed, the blood is sprinkled on the earth, and the morning light reflects everything red.

There are so many people rebelling in a small village, the Qing Empire is too dark, the uneven world is like the Bastille prison, which will eventually be smashed, and where will he be, whether he is a loyal patriot or a gravedigger of this decadent dynasty.

Li Guolou stood on the slope, his mind drifted into the distance, sad and desolate, a drop of tears flowed down, so many people died, many of them were innocent people, the first war was successful, he was ambitious, how many corpses would he step on and climb up.

Li Guolou wiped his eyes, walked down the green grass, stood proudly and knelt in front of the rebels, the proud capital is to step on the corpse of the enemy, there are so many sworn to die with his subordinates, enough for this dark society to gain a foothold, his beliefs have not changed, his ideals have not changed, and his resolute face is as angular as a cliff.