Chapter 253: The army of demon gods from hell

In front of Xinghe Fort, there were columns of troops standing quietly at this time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the darkness of the night, the array was silent.

"Upper armor!"

On the left side of the first row, a young man on a horse slowly draws a knife.

The flame flickered, and the sword stabbed the eyes on this side of the city gate.

But the greater horror was to come.

At the man's command, the silent sergeants all pulled their left hands above their heads.

"Click!"

After the same neat sound, the visor covered the face, and only the white breath brought out by the breath proved that there was a living person underneath the visor.

In the darkness, those cold eyes shimmered.

It's like an army of demon gods coming out of the ground!

"It's a demon!"

"Babbling!"

The Varat army that rushed out was terrified.

Qianhu Guan muttered, "Why didn't they dodge in the face of my rushing formation? ”

Immediately, his face turned cold, and he shouted: "Queue up ......"

After a period of confusion, the Hedgehog cavalry gathered outside the fort gate and formed an array.

The horses snorted and kicked the ground restlessly.

The horsemen on horseback were confident, for they had broken many of these formations of footmen.

The corners of Qianhuguan's mouth twitched, and he waved his knife and shouted: "Kill it!" ”

"Yo ho ......"

All the Varat cavalry stood upright on horseback, waving their sabers and shouting.

"Young master, the enemy army is deterring."

Today, Fang Xing insisted on commanding himself, and Xin Laoqi had to pay attention to the battle situation on the side.

This is the first battle against the grassland aliens, Fang Xing took a deep breath, remembered the Shenzhou that would sink in the future, and said: "My subordinates will not be afraid of the so-called shock, we will use lead bullets to fight back against them!" ”

The enemy army began to start at a low speed, and Lin Qunan took his thousand households to stay in Kill Hu Fort today to prevent the enemy from moving away from the mountain.

Seeing the enemy rushing over in a large area, Meng Jiao looked at the musketeers lined up in front with some anxiety behind, worried that these musket arrays would collapse in one fell swoop.

"My lord, the flag is raised ahead!"

Deputy Qianhu pointed ahead and said.

Meng Jiao raised his eyes and looked at it, and then said in a low voice: "Everyone is short. ”

"Whoa!"

Beyond the array of trebuchets that had been set up, just behind the musketeers, a thousand men of swordsmen crouched, ready to obey the orders of the front.

Zhu Fang felt the blood in his chest rushing, he looked at the trebuchets and placed crockpots around him, and looked forward to the moment when the enemy impacted.

The darkness of the night gave people the conditions to hide, and the three men were hiding in the grass, carefully watching the battle that was about to begin.

"Aslan, do you think these Ming people are crazy to dare to use such a few foot soldiers to resist the cavalry of the Warats, I bet they can hold out on to two shocks at most."

"No, I think they're going to collapse on the first round!"

Hearing the words of the two companions, Aslan frowned and said: "The general of the Ming people is very bold, he actually did not rush in after he was in place, but formed a team at the door, this is to block the Warat people at the same time, but also to reduce the casualties under his command." ”

Looking at the noisy and charging Warats, Aslan said suspiciously: "Why don't these Ming people arrange a spear formation?" Do they want to use their lives to slow down the onslaught of the Warats, and then follow up with the slash? ”

The advantage of the cavalry is speed, and the cavalry that loses its speed does not have much advantage in front of the foot soldiers, but will die because of the inflexibility of the horse's rotation.

But Fang Xing looked indifferently at the gradually accelerating Warat cavalry, and the Tang knife in his hand was gradually raised.

A platoon of a hundred men, a row of ten musketeers, stood there neatly, the muzzles of the first platoon already aimed at the enemy. The index finger is placed in front of the trigger, touching slightly, and the coldness of the metal makes people's brains clear.

Xin Laoqi stood beside Fang Xing's horse with a Tang knife in his hand, his breathing was heavy, and he couldn't wait to get on his horse and rush to kill.

Fang Xing touched a few peace charms on his chest, looked at the Warat cavalry approaching seventy meters away, and raised the Tang sword......

Zhang Yu and the others, who were temporarily safe in the fort, also heard the rapid and dense sound of horses' hooves, but they didn't hear the sound of Fang Xingbu, and they couldn't help but despair in their hearts.

"What's going on?"

Yu Sanhuo said with a crying voice: "Did Fang wake up and run away?" They can't do that! ”

"What are you crying about!"

Zhao Xinbang raised his head and said: "It's already interesting enough for people to come, let's cheer up again, use the house as a shield, and drag it until dawn There will be a way out!" ”

Ma Biao felt that he had regained some strength, and hurried to summon the surviving sergeants, and then dragged the wounded to the back.

Zhang Yu looked at the sky outside with a calm face, and suddenly shook his head and said: "Fang Xing has done his best, I estimate that it will be difficult for them to block the first round of impact, let's ...... Leave it to fate! ”

"First Row ......"

At this moment, there was a roar outside, and Zhang Yu shouted excitedly: "It's Fang Xing's voice, they didn't leave!" They didn't leave! ”

Of course, Fang Xing didn't leave, but Wang He was trembling, his mouth wide open, like a frightened hippopotamus.

"First Row ......"

Fang Xing looked at the enemy at a distance of fifty meters, Tang Dao slashed down, and shouted: "Volley!" ”

The neat barrel stabilized, and then it spewed out gunsmoke.

The warat Qianhu officer, who was supervising the battle at the gate of the fort, saw those unmoving sergeants, and couldn't help but sneer: "Their muskets can only be fired once, and after one round, it should be our world!" ”

"Bang bang bang!"

A dense burst of gunfire rang out, and in the smoke of gunpowder, the sergeants in the first row quickly retreated.

"Ahh

"Babbling!"

"Whew..."

“……”

The exit of the fort gate is not very large, so the array of Warat cavalry is not wide, which is why Fang Xing dares to use the array of 100 people.

Before the smoke cleared, the whistle in Fang Xing's mouth blew.

"Beep beep!"

The sergeants who had been rotated to the first platoon opened fire in unison.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom!"

"Yikes!"

The people and horses who were shot all howled miserably, Fang Xing looked at this scene coldly, and continued to blow the whistle without hesitation.

"Beep beep!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Beep beep!"

"Bang bang bang!"

“……”

A horse threw off its owner and jumped wildly, ready to rush from the side, but was hit by several buckshots. It hissed, and after a jump, fell to the ground.

After a few rounds of firing, the front was already obscured by gunsmoke.

Qianhu Guan's complexion, who couldn't see the situation ahead, changed suddenly, and he felt that he had underestimated the enemy.

But it's too late to make amends, isn't it?

"All in line! All in line! ”

With the order, all the Varat cavalry were lined up in array, except for one personal soldier.

A cold wind blew, blowing away the smoke in front of the two armies, revealing the tragic scene in the middle.

Just about fifty paces on the side of the Ming Battle Line, more than a hundred corpses and those horses that had been shot fell at this time.

And the horses that were lucky enough to survive fled to the flanks in panic, and galloped towards the black place without looking back, but they were intercepted by Fang Wu with a hundred scouts.

They're all good horses! You can't afford to waste it.

If it was a previous battlefield, these Warats would definitely rush over and slaughter all the scouts.

But the first contact between the two sides made the Warats defeated.

A wounded and fled back Warat cavalry screamed in horror to his comrades, "They are demon gods! They are an army of demon gods! We ......"

Swish!

This person was immediately beheaded by a hundred household officials!