The thieves poured in, in addition to Uncle Li and the other five people on the side of the protective mountain, the rest of Qian Sanniang, Li Ruwan, Uncle Wan, Tan Ge'er, and a dart division cavalry named "Starling" were all killed together with the rushing thieves, screaming, the sound of weapons clashing constantly, and occasionally the sharp roar of handguns. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Uncle Li and the others looked at it a little nervously, and sure enough, the thieves were fierce, which was quite different from the thieves and bandits encountered in the past, and Uncle Li even found that some figures appeared on the side of the mountain bag, and the thieves who were in ambush were about to come down from the mountain.

He also saw that among the thieves rushing from the official road, there were a few thieves wearing hats and robes bypassing Sanniang and others, and he was about to be on guard to meet the battle, when suddenly a hat thief was raised, and an object in his hand screamed and flew towards this side.

The thing was slender, and it seemed to have several slender iron chains tied to its tail, and when it flew, it let out a terrible scream.

Uncle Li's face changed greatly, and he shouted: "It's a javelin, get out of the way." ”

He dodged fiercely and left far away, and several dart masters around him also hurriedly dodged.

It's just that the cavalry of the first dart division may have rarely seen this kind of javelin in the army before, and he couldn't dodge it enough, although the slender javelin body flew past him, but several slender iron chains tied to the tail whistled like a whistling out, twisting and weird.

The tail end of these chains is equipped with an iron spike head barb, which is not only lethal when projected, but also the slender iron chain spike head at the tail is also lethal when flying.

This is also the Ming Army's genuine javelin, the rest of the short spear-like javelin, it is a simple version, a counterfeit version, only to use the convenience of production.

And when the javelin passed by the dart master, the barb at the end of a thin iron chain happened to hook through his neck, and his veins were instantly broken.

The cavalryman felt a chill in his neck, and when he touched his hand, blood sprinkled like a fountain, and then he rolled on the ground, kicking and rolling. He made a strange sound in his throat, but he couldn't speak a complete sentence.

He opened his mouth to inhale, but all that came out was blood.

"Brother Tian'er......"

Uncle Li's side was sad and angry, Uncle Li roared violently, holding a card in one hand and a gong in the other, just rushing up. He slashed at a thief, let him slash at his own iron-clad armor, and smashed it on his head.

The thief's hat broke, and blood and brains splattered in all directions.

The thief wailed, and rolled to the ground and struggled.

Uncle Li was like a mad tiger, and the heavy hammer in his hand was still slammed, until his head was smashed into a watermelon.

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The battle was brutal and bloody, and it was very short, and the remaining thieves soon screamed in fear and fled only to the mountain.

Because they just discovered that there were many people on their side, and it was a sneak attack, but not long after the short battle, there were only four or five of them left in the twenty of them, and more than half of them were killed and injured as soon as they saw each other, how could they fight?

What kind of Ming army is on the other side, so brave? Especially those two women are so fierce, it's really shocking. What kind of firearms did they use? All kinds of doubts made them dare not fight again, and they only shouted and desperately fled to the mountain bag.

Originally, some figures over there were about to go down the mountain, but they were all surprised and hesitated, and they didn't dare to come down on the mountain.

Uncle Wan and Brother Tan gasped, looking at the tragic battlefield in front of them, the official road was full of reddish-brown mud, and then in the saline-alkali land here, there were also corpses and dying wounded, blood flowed everywhere, and the strong bloody breath hit their noses, they were all frightened.

Earlier, they used their handcuffs to kill a thief, which was quite easy, but when they were in close combat, they felt the danger and cruelty.

After all, the thief sentry is brave, although they have their own cotton armor protection, but they can only kill one more thief, and the "starling" also kills a thief, but not with cold soldiers, but with a handcuff, and has been hitting two guns, before killing a thief in danger.

Then he was slashed in the left arm, and at this time the blood stained his clothes and grinned.

The ones who killed the most thieves were Qian Sanniang and Li Ruwan.

At this time, looking at Qian Sanniang holding a mace, which was full of minced meat and residues, looking at "Brother Tian" lying on the ground and not moving, and a few sad dart masters next to her, although her eyes were still cold, there was also a hint of gloom.

She looked around, and the thieves were either dead or seriously wounded, and there was no way to live.

If you start fighting, you can't stop it, because the result of stopping it may be your own casualties.

Looking at a few thieves who fled to the mountain, there were also quite a few figures over there, Qian Sanniang looked at everyone: "You still have to attack and catch a few alive, otherwise Brother Tian will die in vain." …… I estimate that there are more than 20 thieves on the mountain, more than a dozen pairs of bows and arrows, and we have handcuffs, so the odds are still good. ”

She said, "When we attack the mountains, we can hold out the arrows of the thieves with our shields. ”

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The horsemen quickly discussed the arrangement, and finally the "starling" who was injured in the left arm stayed behind with the dart master who was hit by the arrow, and the rest Qian Sanniang and other seven elites attacked the mountain.

Everyone glanced at their handcuffs, and only Qian Sanniang and the four of them fought one gun each, which was still sufficient, but just in case, everyone also put their own double inserts on their backs.

The cold soldiers in melee also brought them, of course they couldn't use a mace with one hand, Qian Sanniang brought their heavy swords, and Li Ruwan still pinned two axes behind her.

It didn't take long for everyone to force their way to the desolate mountain of black mud and rock, and the thieves were now hesitating, but if they dragged on for a long time, they might escape.

Soon the seven of them crossed the official road with mud and several corpses, and when they reached the opposite side, the land was relatively dry, full of weeds and gravel, and it was a little inconvenient to move, and it was even more impossible to ride a horse.

The formation of seven people is also similar to an arrow array, Qian Sanniang and Li Ruwan are in the front, holding a side card in one hand, a handgun in the other, and the rest are two people on both wings, which is the same way, and one more person is broken, it is Uncle Wan.

Seven people formed a formation to force out, this is uncovered, and there are only more than forty steps away, and any movement can be seen on the mountain.

Immediately, there was a shouting and commotion, and then there was the sound of a bowstring, and immediately "whooshing" arrows came from the mountain.

The arrow feathers flew past the ears, and sometimes the sound of "tuk tuk" was blocked, but the sharp arrows were blocked by each person's side card.

Everyone held the side card and slowly forced it, they all paid great attention to the protective bow and arrow, and suddenly a strong arrow shot at Qian Sanniang's face, she blocked it fiercely, "poof", the arrows were exposed from the inside of the side card, and I don't know which thief archer, the strength is so strong.

Another heavy arrow whistled, Qian Sanniang blocked it again, and the arrow was exposed from the inside of the side card.

Another arrow was shot, and with a "ding" sound, it hit the hemispherical iron cover in the middle of the side card, and a large spark rose, and the arrow also slipped away.

Under the cover of the side cards, the seven people approached closer and closer, and soon reached twenty steps, not to mention the panic of the thieves on the mountain, everyone here braved the arrows to advance, and it was also quite a test of everyone's psychological pressure.

There was a dart master on the right wing who couldn't help but shoot a shot, but it only hit the rocks, and the debris flew.

Qian Sanniang shouted: "Enter ten steps and then fight, and then fight when you see it." ”

The seven pressed again, and the mountain was gentle, and soon they took a few more steps, and they calmed down, but the thieves on the mountain became more and more breathless, and in the midst of the shouts, in addition to their arrows shooting more quickly, there were also thieves rushing down to the top of the mountain, outflanking them from both wings.

There was a thief wearing a white felt hat and a gray cloak from the right wing, and he took a horse fork, and he jumped up viciously, and the horse fork weapon he was holding, the upper fork man, the lower fork horse, was also a very elite cavalry weapon.

This thief can use it, and it is obviously not to be underestimated.

Although the thief was fierce, he was still a cautious man, and when he copied it from the flank, he still took a zigzag road.

Then he approached the front and back, and charged with a horse fork, and the horse fork in his hand was sharp and cold, and when he was stabbed, it must have been like a boring palladium, with three holes in his body.

Qian Sanniang pulled the trigger on him, and there was a loud bang, and the fierce fire gushed out of the muzzle with smoke, and the thief rolled down the mountain.

Then the thief was followed by a thief with a knife and stick, he saw this is his eyes shrunk, but he is not slow but fast, not retreat but advance, according to his experience, this handcuff is finished, then it is over, it is the time to move forward bravely, and the time to meet each other in a short battle.

This thief has a miserable stubble on his face, a burly figure, holding a knife and a stick, and wearing a thick cloak, which is full of evil spirit, after all, people who can use big sticks and knives and sticks are also fierce in the army.

He was even more confident, the shield in the girl's hand was smashed by him with a knife and stick, and it must have been shattered, maybe her left hand was useless.

He pounced quickly with a knife stick, and Qian Sanniang's thumb pulled down the hammer again, causing the barrel to rotate again, changing an eyelet, and striking at the thief again.

With a bang, a blood mist stirred up on the thief's body, and with an unbelievable look, he rolled down the mountain a few steps in front of Qian Sanniang.

After rolling all the way down the hill, he still had his eyes wide open, and he couldn't bat a glance.

Before he died, he still didn't understand, how could the gun in the girl's hand still ring?