The officers and soldiers can penetrate the cotton armor of the horses in more than a hundred steps!

The Tang horses are Zhang Xianzhong's elite, and many of them have followed Zhang Xianzhong for several years and experienced the Anqing War of Chongzhen for ten years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info was hit hard at this point, and they remembered the fiasco. There is no second fire gun that kills the enemy at such a distance! This is the official army that Chongzhen defeated Zhang Xianzhong in Anqing for ten years? It was a terrible loss.

With a salvo of officers and soldiers, more than 20 rogues fell off their horses, turned into obstacles, and tripped over the two war horses that were charging at high speed behind them. Rogues who don't trip over them can't rush straight and must be careful to navigate around these obstacles.

The charging pond horses trembled in their hearts and became afraid. One by one, they slowed down their charge, lest they rush to the front and be bulleted.

The speed of the thieves rushing into the formation suddenly decreased.

Seeing that the team was slowing down, the middle-aged man who led the team shouted loudly, encouraging the team to sprint forward.

But he didn't know that he was acting too conspicuously, and that a rifle was already aimed at him.

These thieves are accustomed to hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons with officials and soldiers, and they are not used to warfare in the era of hot weapons. They didn't know that in the age of hot weapons, as long as they were detected by the enemy within range, they would be killed. The thief captain was still loudly urging the cowardly Tangma to rush into battle, but he didn't know that he had exposed too much.

The elite of the Selector Regiment cleaned the barrel of their guns with a strip, then took out the fixed ammunition from the ammunition pouch, opened the fire door, bit open the top of the fixed ammunition, poured a little gunpowder into the fire door, and closed the fire door. Pour the remaining gunpowder from the fixed bullet into the muzzle of the gun and use the stick to solidify, then put the fixed bullet into the muzzle, and then use the stick to solidify.

A series of movements, the cavalry completed very skillfully, only a dozen seconds to complete the reloading, once again raised the rifle at the thief in front.

The first thing they aimed at was the leader of the thieves who was shouting.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Two gunshots rang out, and the rogue lieutenant, who was still shouting to boost morale, was shot in the chest and lower abdomen at the same time. The lungs and intestines were churned into a pulp by the bullets. Meat splattered, and blood gushed out like a spring. Surprised, he covered the wound with his hands, but he couldn't contain the blood that burst out. The blood was like water coming out of a pipe, bursting on the horse and flowing to the ground.

The strength in his body quickly disappeared, and the severe pain came over the sea, and his face became more and more white, and he could no longer maintain his balance on the horse, and fell under the horse with a pop.

Seeing that the leader was shot and killed, the other thieves turned pale.

This officer army is so strong that it actually took the life of the captain here dozens of paces away. Without the leader, how can this battle be fought? Should I rush or should I run?

The thieves were hesitating on their side, and all forty rifles on that side were firing.

Sixty paces away, the bullet seemed to have an eye, and it pierced into the body of the thief in the front row. The bravest, the thieves who rushed to the front seemed to be named, and blood flowers bloomed from their bodies, and they fell under the horses one by one.

A war horse was hit in the neck by a bullet, and the man stood up in severe pain, and threw the rogue pond horse on his body to the ground, falling half to death. The war horse jumped a few times on the spot, disrupting the charging pace of the four or five horses behind, but it could not overcome the huge wound in the neck. It hissed a few times and fell to the ground weakly.

More than 30 horses were shot by bullets, lost the strength to continue holding the reins, and fell under the horses screaming. The armor on their bodies was defenseless, and it was a hole when pierced by a tapered bullet.

The thieves panicked.

These pond horses are not iron-blooded warriors, they are thieves who bully the weak and fear the hard. The policy they pursue is to do good, and there is no good to escape. Where did they dare to go head-to-head with such an elite enemy? Nearly sixty pond horses died before they rushed up, how many more people will die when they rush up? It doesn't matter if you win or lose, the key is whether you can save your life.

The horses were in chaos fifty paces away from the cavalry of the Election Regiment, some drove their horses to flee to both sides, some tried to turn around and flee back, and some were still rushing forward. Horses and horses crash together. There was also a fighting spirit of Tang Ma who shouted and scolded Tang Ma who wanted to escape, and the whole team was in chaos.

The soldiers of the Elective Regiment shoved their rifles into the holsters of their saddles, drew their handcuffs and rushed forward.

Seeing the soldiers of the Xuanfeng Regiment in steel armor rushing over, many Tang horses subconsciously rode their horses and fled. This army of forty officers and soldiers was too elite and murderous, killing nearly sixty Tang horses in the blink of an eye. Fighting with them must not be pleased, and only by escaping can you choose a life.

If the more than 100 Tang horses who are still alive unite as one and continue to rush forward with the fire, maybe they can win? But this is not the way of thinking of thieves, they do not think about winning or losing, but whether they can save their lives.

Obviously, in order to defeat this elite official army, I don't know how many Tang Ma lives will have to be sacrificed.

Fifteen paces away, the charging Selector Regiment soldiers opened fire with their handcuffs at the horses.

In the midst of a deafening burst of gunfire, forty well-made handcuffs fired bullets at the bravest of the dozens of Tangma who did not escape. The handcuffs are not as destructive as rifles, but at a distance of a dozen paces, even this slightly weaker damage is devastating.

Bullets burst out of the rifled barrel and spun at high speed, shooting at the thieves who were just twenty meters away. The bullet went into the thief's chest*** into their skulls and into their throats, tearing all the human organs and tissues they encountered into pieces and stirring them into a bloody paste.

In just one moment, more than 20 pond horses were knocked to the ground by handcuffs.

In the end, the pond horses who still had the courage were also crushed by this short-distance shooting. The shadow of Chongzhen's ten-year Anqing defeat once again shrouded the hearts of these pond horses, and they fell on the horse's back one by one, turned around and galloped wildly.

The soldiers of the Elective Regiment drew their sabers, but they could not find a rogue Tang Ma who dared to fight with them. More than 100 horses threw the bodies of their accomplices and fled to the city of Luzhou.

The soldiers of the Elective Regiment laughed and raised their sabers in celebration of their victory.

Feng Yi turned his horse's head and said to the soldiers, "Catch it alive!" Arrest the injured and undead Tangma back for interrogation! ”

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In the Zhizhou Yamen in Luzhou City, Zhang Xianzhong stepped on a Tangmash chief who was kneeling and crying, and scolded loudly: "Eight thieves, you two hundred people were beaten like this by forty officers and soldiers? Even the captain was killed? ”

The chief on the ground cried and shouted: "Commander, those forty officers and soldiers are not ordinary officers and soldiers, I am afraid that they are the terrible officers and soldiers we encountered in Anqing in the tenth year of Chongzhen. (To be continued.) )