Chapter Seventy-Four: That's the End

Zhang Yu's arrow was originally aimed at An Yi's head, because An Yi wanted to command Jiang Shang to retreat, so he stood up in a hurry, and only then did he save his life by mistake.

But

The fate was picked up, and the arrow was still deeply rooted in Anyi's left arm with strong force, and it never entered the position of the white feather of the arrow, and the strong inertia brought him directly to the ground.

"Brother Yi!"

Jin Mingyin, who was beside him, saw An Yi's arrow fall to the ground, hurriedly threw the fire gun in his hand to the side, and ran over.

"It's okay, it's okay~"

Lying comfortably on the ground, his right hand covering the arrow on his left arm, although he said that it was okay, but the gurgling blood still stained his plain sleeve robe red, and he gritted his teeth and frowned in pain.

"Brother Yi, bear with me, I'll help you pull out the arrow!"

Jin Mingyin saw that the arrow on An Yi's arm was about to penetrate the force, so he planned to break the tail of the arrow, and then pull out the shaft of the arrow in the direction of the arrow.

An Yi straightened up with the help of Jin Mingyin, his mind was full of the pain on his left arm, and when his right hand fell to the ground just now, it was also scratched by Shi Ling, covering his left arm, trembling constantly.

Like Jin Mingyin, he was on the battlefield for the first time, and he didn't have much experience in dealing with arrow wounds. Wiping the fine and dense beads of sweat on his head with his cuffs, as soon as his eyes were closed and his silver teeth locked, he wanted Jin Mingyin to pull out the arrow shaft and quickly remove the stinging pain on his left arm.

"Stop!"

Jiang Shang was standing below and looking up just now, so he only saw An Yi fall in response, and thought that he was hit by an arrow, so he hurriedly ran up.

As soon as he came up, it didn't matter, he saw Jin Mingyin holding the shaft of the arrow, and he was about to pull out the arrow, so frightened that he hurriedly blurted out to stop Jin Mingyin.

He stepped forward in a few steps, squatted down, gently touched the shaft of the arrow with his big rough hand, and said to An Yi: "My lord, there is a barb hook on the arrow, and it cannot be pulled!" There is a shortage of doctors and medicines on this battlefield, and even the belt meat is pulled out like this, and it has to be killed. ”

An Yi grinned and kept pumping the cold air, glanced at Jiang Shang with a solemn face, and then looked at Jin Mingyin, who was very innocent, he decided to believe in Jiang Shang, who was experienced on the battlefield, and nodded heavily at him,

Jiang Shang instructed to reach out and fold the arrow shaft at the front and back ends of the arm, and then quickly tore off a clean cloth from his inner robe, and bandaged the wound with a small arrow shaft.

An Yi watched him finish all this neatly, and there was no other action, so he looked at him stunned, meaning to ask Jiang Shang that it would be over with such a bag?

Jiang Shangdang saw what he meant, and hurriedly explained: "Yes, you can only deal with it like this on the battlefield first, and when it is over, you need to go to Lieutenant Lang to take out the arrow shaft." ”

An Yi listened to his words and nodded, then held Jiang Shang's arm, changing himself from a sitting position to a squatting position.

However, with this effort, the piece of underwear cloth wrapped around his left arm was dyed red with blood again.

An Yi frowned and pressed the pain, pinched Jiang Shang's arm and said, "Let's ..... Let the brethren withdraw and let them go...... Mountain, Lao Tzu's play is exciting enough! ”

Jiang Shang understood, and hurriedly arched his hand and walked down the slope.

Then An Yi turned his head and waved his hand at Jin Mingyin, who wanted to help him up, "Don't worry about me, you go quickly... Go mount that revolver of yours, he.... When they withdraw, the Five Grains Sect will definitely chase after them..... You.... You take cover from a distance with a battalion of firearms. ”

"Understood!"

Jin Mingyin looked at the trembling and comfortable holding his right arm, and was a little uneasy, but he still gritted his teeth and turned his head to execute as An Yi said.

An Yi bowed together, moved to the back of the fence board step by step, and through the gap, saw Zhang Yu standing in front of the horse in the distance, still holding a bow and arrows.

"You, come here!"

He beckoned to a gunner beside him, squatted down according to him, and then pointed at Zhang Yu in the distance with his hand along the gap,

"See the man who was shooting an arrow right away? Is this distance in the past? ”

The hand stretched out his thumb, gestured towards the distance, nodded to An Yi and said, "My lord, no problem, I can hit it." ”

After speaking, he wanted to load the ammunition and get up and release the gun.

An Yi hurriedly grabbed his figure,

"What are you doing?"

Inevitably, the wound on his right arm was again a pulling pain.

"Don't... Don't stand up, just shoot from behind this fence...... His accuracy is not bad, and if you show your head, your life will be gone. He endured the pain of tearing the wound, and gasped as he said to the hand,

The hand knocked on the fence in front of him, roughly tested the thickness, and felt that it should be feasible, so he nodded comfortably,

"Good! My lord, I'll give it a try! ”

After speaking, he picked up the loaded firearm in his hand, followed the gap in the fence board, and carefully looked at Zhang Yu on the horse in the distance, holding his breath and concentrating.

"Boom!"

The projectiles that burst out of the chamber pierced the fence in front of them, and the flying sawdust stinged the faces of the two men and sprinkled them in their mouths like the tips of needles.

"Phew! Bah! ”

An Yi took two sips in succession, spit the sawdust in his mouth on the ground, and then picked up the hole drilled by Zichong's projectile in the fence board, and looked intently in the direction of Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu didn't notice the movements of An Yi and the soldiers in the distance, and the two-stone bow in his hand opened and closed continuously, sending arrows into the wind, but there was no fatigue on his face.

He drew a feather arrow from the quiver, put it on the dragon tongue carved bow, and aimed at the soldiers who were fighting on the official and military positions to loosen the strings.

But suddenly sat down on the green dragon horse as if frightened, hit a heavy elephant trunk, and then raised his front hooves high, and lifted Zhang Yu who was sitting on the horse's back to the ground at once.

The cold light in his hand, which was already ready to fly, also lost his aim and thrust straight in. Gone into the clouds.

The surrounding sect members saw Zhang Yu being overturned by the frightened war horse, and hurriedly surrounded him and helped him up.

Zhang Yu was helped to stand up slowly, and then shook his shoulders left and right, breaking free of the hands of the sect members who were holding him.

He looked at the lifeless Qinglong Pony who had been blasted off half of the horse's leg by the projectile, slowly raised his head, and looked at the man in the distance who was holding his right arm and wearing a brocade robe, and was also looking at him,

Then he slammed the broken dragon tongue carving bow to the ground.....

"Listen to me! Start retreating! ”

Hearing Jiang Shang's general order, the soldiers of the Chinese military battalion, who were still struggling to support the second layer of defense, hurriedly began to get out of the fighting in front of them, and withdrew to both sides one after another.

But it was not only the people in the Chinese military camp who heard Jiang Shang's order, but also the Wugu Sect, which was the attacking party, also heard the retreat order issued by the official army.

"Ming Yin!"

An Yi looked at the Wugu Sect foot soldiers who pounced on them like wolves from behind the fence, and looked anxiously in the direction of the firearms camp.

Jin Mingyin didn't answer, but kept turning the cannon shaker with his hand, as if to test the smoothness of the runner at the end.

Due to the retreat of the military camp on the second floor, a vacant lot in the middle was quickly exposed, and the fence on the last step, which was somewhat sparse compared to the second floor, was exposed in front of the Wugu cultists.

Several Wugu Sect foot soldiers who were walking in front clenched the hook and sickle in their hands, and rushed up with a shout at the fence in front of the third step.

"Poof!"

In front of the steel hook and sickle, the wooden fence is as fragile as tofu.

Seeing that the hook and sickle on the head of the spear were pierced into it, several foot soldiers nodded to each other, and with all their strength, they pulled back fiercely.

With great difficulty, the hook and sickle of the spear head stabbed deep into the fence board, and then tore off all the fence boards in the middle of the third step.

The foot soldiers shook the pieces of wood that had been brought down from their guns, and were about to rush up to the crack and kill them.

however

When the dust settled, they didn't see the expected third-tier ranged arms with firearms and bows and arrows scattering and fleeing, but instead saw three men in armor looking at them with a smirk around a strange thing held up on a triangular bracket.

Before they could react, Jin Mingyin pulled his finger under the revolver and pulled the trigger.

"Da~Da~Da~"

For a moment, like a fire dragon spitting out a pearl, the revolver cannon poured out the nine deadly projectiles in an instant.

The few foot soldiers with hook and sickle spears, and the few cavalrymen sitting on high horses behind them, did not even have a chance to escape, and were torn apart on the spot by this fire dragon.

"Quick! Pour water! Reload! ”

With Jin Mingyin's order, one of the firearms battalion soldiers on both sides of the revolver took out a large pot from his waist, opened the lid of the pot, and poured all the water prepared earlier in the revolver gun against the front muzzle of the revolver.

The other man took out a revolver disc from the wooden box beside him, and skillfully relocated the breech of the revolver gun, replacing the one that was empty and full of fire. The old runner of the medicinal taste.

"Done!"

"Da~Da~Da~"

With the cooperation of a neat one, this life-harvesting sickle was once again swung towards the Wugu Sect members on the slope.

Soon, Jin Mingyin and the others attracted the attention of the sect members who were chasing after the middle military camp, and they all turned their eyes and surrounded them.

Seeing this, the other gunners and crossbowmen of the firearms battalion quickly gathered around the revolvers, and for a while the arrows and projectiles were dense like rain, overturning the cultists who dared to come forward one by one, and they couldn't get close for a while.

Jiang Shang commanded several sergeants to help An Yi to leave the position, and swept over at a glance, the soldiers of the Chinese military camp had already scattered out of the north slope, except for the firearms battalion, basically the rest were people from the Wugu Sect, and he shouted loudly in the direction of Jin Mingyin:

"Ming Yin, it's okay! Take the brethren away! ”

Jin Mingyin clenched his right arm into a fist and stretched it high into the air, signaling that Jiang Shang had received the order, then turned back and continued to pull the trigger, and after firing the last two projectiles, he made a backward gesture towards the people around him,

"All the firearms battalions, alternate cover, withdraw from the north slope!"

The firearms battalion has the advantage of firing range, and when it wants to leave, the fire gun and the short crossbow alternately cover it, and the Wugu sect members below the slope can't stick up at all.

Jin Mingyin took two sergeants and quickly dismantled the revolver cannon, and one of them held a part of it, turning his head and running like on both sides of the north slope.

Soon, the regimental training camp was no longer visible on the position on the northern slope, leaving only the corpses that were intertwined and intertwined, telling of this not very big, but still tragic war.

Zhang Yu had a gloomy face, looked at the officers and soldiers who were scattered and fled in the distance, and then took out a command flag and waved it at the people behind him.

"Everyone, don't chase the remnants of the enemy, go straight to Fox Ridge!"

The rest of the Wugu Sect, seeing Zhang Yu's order, no longer pursued the officers and soldiers who had disappeared, packed up the soldiers who could still be used at their feet, and headed towards Fox Ridge.