Michurin was the first to storm the clearing of the outpost, followed by a crowd of his men.

However, there was nothing here but an empty clearing.

The woman who had just run in was gone, and neither were the vehicles full of goods.

In an instant, a sense of foreboding arose. The pride and expectation that I was full of just now disappeared in an instant.

He knew that the other party was already prepared.

However, he did not panic, and even less feared.

For so long, he has been roaming here. He knows the power of some local forces.

No one is his opponent, even if there is a prepared person, it is not an opponent.

Now seeing him coming, he dared to hide instead of obediently offering women and property, which made Michurin very unhappy.

It was an affront to his dignity and a blatant contempt for his power and prestige.

There is only one end for such a person: to be punished more severely.

"My warriors, how dare they ......,"

Michurin wanted to say a few more words, but before he could finish his words, he was muffled by a voice that suddenly remembered.

It was a jumble of gunfire, followed by a dense stream of bows and arrows.

Immediately afterwards, I saw people appear on the three streets leading to other places in the clearing.

In each place, there were more than a dozen people, carrying huge horse-blocking piles, blocking the road.

The people around him fell down one after another, and the screams immediately continued one after another. The war horse that lost its owner ran around, and immediately disrupted the formation.

"The hundredth chief, go and remove the horse rejection stake."

However, no one responded to him.

Just when there was chaos, tongues of fire suddenly erupted from the surrounding rooftops.

Such a fire, very strange. It was the first time Michurin had seen it.

It's like a long line, directly spewing out more than a dozen horse lengths.

There is still such a fire?

Before he could finish the meal, tongues of fire sprayed into his team. As if with oil, a fire immediately broke out in the caravan.

As soon as the fire was burned, the horse team became even more chaotic and huddled into a mess.

Those usually loyal companions, very obedient horses, are completely out of control at this time.

The horses, and many of the soldiers, were on fire. Those who tried to dismount and roll on the ground in an attempt to extinguish the fire on their bodies either walked a few steps before being hit by the opponent's firecrackers or killed by arrows.

Many people were trampled to death by their own horses.

The way out was blocked, and the speed and impact that his cavalry was best at were not able to be exerted at all.

The formation was disrupted, and his own command was completely out of order. The person who was looking for it could not be found, and the orders given were not obeyed.

The whole team is completely out of control.

These former warriors, all like cowards at this time, only cared about fleeing for their lives. However, there is no escape.

It seems that all struggles are in vain.

As if these were not bad enough, a strange sound sounded.

It was the sound of gunfire, but it was a little different from the dull sound of firecrackers in front of it.

If you're in a good mood, you'll call it a cheerful voice.

Da-da-da, da-da-da, that's the sound of continuous shooting.

As these voices sounded, the people around them fell down one after another.

Unlike before, this time it didn't fall one by one, but one by one.

What kind of musket is this? Capable of shooting continuously? It seems to be like a great sickle, harvesting people like wheat.

The Cossack cavalry began to have some shocks, however, now there were fewer and fewer charges.

The enemy was hidden in the shadows, and even when they found themselves behind the houses and ruins, they were shot down before they could rush to them.

The saber used to be their sharpest weapon, but now it is useless.

The musket was their most effective weapon of attack, but now they could not find a target.

The blazing fire, with billowing smoke, blocked their view and prevented them from seeing their targets.

Loading ammunition on horseback was once the proudest tactical skill of the Cossack cavalry.

Each of them underwent a long and rigorous training process for this.

This stunt alone made many cavalrymen daunted them.

However, the fire burned everywhere, making it impossible for them to reload their ammunition right away.

What's more, due to the continuous fires, the gunpowder on many people's bodies was ignited. A gun that has lost its gunpowder becomes a stick.

Who is this? Is it still a caravan?

Over the years, caravans have seen a lot, and they have never encountered such a caravan.

Not only is the attack force strong, but the tactics are also very good, and even the most powerful tribal forces I have encountered have never been called passive like this.

From the moment he rushed in, he was almost powerless to fight back, and he was only passively beaten.

Who are they?

Michurin finally discovered that the caravan, which he thought was within reach, was a formidable opponent.

It's not that simple, and the situation seems to be getting out of hand.

Standing behind the door of his warehouse, Liu Gengxin trembled with excitement.

"Shoot, shoot these brutes, boys!"

Since the beginning of the war, he seems to have said only this sentence.

This time, he organized more than fifty young men from his village to join the war.

However, Jia Guerrilla did not agree, and only let them watch the battle from a distance, telling them to learn how to fight.

Learning is a good thing. It is said that the Jia guerrillas were the best at fighting, and once defeated the four major tribes of Southern Wendura with less and more, and also defeated the Tatars of Northern Wendula.

However, these Cossacks were just too hateful.

not only burned, killed and looted everywhere, but also constantly went to Tongyuan Fort to extort. The villagers have long hated them.

Now that I have the opportunity to beat them, I can take revenge, where will I just watch from the sidelines. Only by killing a few of them with his own hands can he relieve the hatred in his heart.

So, Liu Gengxin took about 20 people to his own warehouse.

To be honest, at first they were also afraid, because over the years they had dealt with the Cossacks several times, and each time they had suffered.

But this time it's different. These arrogant and invincible Cossacks of the past are like reservoir dogs at this time, and they can only be beaten passively.

If you don't take the opportunity to take revenge at this time, what are you waiting for?

Two Cossacks rushed to this side.

"Aim at them and shoot together. Listen to me and shoot the arrows! ”

A dozen or so men fired their arrows in unison, and the two guys shook twice and fell off their horses.

"Uncle, we're here too."

It turned out to be Liu Gengxin's nephew, who led more than 20 people and came with bows and arrows.

These people were specially called by Liu Gengxin after the start just now. With this opportunity to beat the Cossacks, he didn't want to be alone, but wanted everyone to follow him.

Liu Gengxin felt a little tired, so he sat down on the bench, took out his cigarette pouch, loaded a pot of cigarettes, and looked across from the small window next to the door while smoking.

Seventy or eighty years ago, in the heyday of the Tongyuan Fort outpost, this courtyard was surrounded by houses.

Now the outpost is gone, and many of the old houses have collapsed, leaving only a few ruins.

Just opposite, a few women brought by Jia Guerrilla were there.

I really didn't expect that the woman brought by Jia Guerrilla would also go into battle at this time.

They are all the ladies of Rongguo Mansion, and they can even fight, which is really unexpected.

Not only did Liu Gengxin not expect it, but even Jia Min and the entire caravan didn't expect Baochai and the others to participate in the battle this time.

However, they themselves had already thought of it.

From the first day they were bait at the small lake outside the village, they had planned it.

The reason why this is so is because they are holding their breath in their hearts.

This tone is not only for Jamin, but also for the Cossacks.

For Jia Min, it was because Jia Min asked them to be bait.

Originally, it was nothing to use as bait, but after making bait, he did not let them come to fight, but told them to retreat to the mountains with the villagers.

Isn't this a clear contempt for oneself and a vase?

I have also trained as a soldier, and if I don't use it to fight a war, what else do I do if I learn it?

Angry at the Cossacks because these fanatics wanted to rob them.

This made them feel offended.

Who are you? It's all everyone's ladies, these barbarians in nameless places, they still dare to have such bad intentions.

This is the first time I have heard such a thing, or even such a thing, in so many years.

Such a young person who doesn't know whether to live or die can't teach them well, so what's the point?

Jia Min couldn't help it, so he had to call them over. However, Wei Ruolan was also arranged to take a few of them with her, commanding and protecting them at the same time. If things don't go well, retreat immediately.

However, it seems that there is no need to retreat now.

The battle situation has taken a clear advantage, and several people have become addicted. I wanted to tell them to retreat, but they didn't want to retreat.

"Miss Lin, keep your head down and don't go beyond the sandbag. That's right, that's it, in the middle of the two punching bags. You can see her, don't let him see you. ”

Daiyu was holding a long gun, feeling a little anxious.

Sister Bao and Miaoyu and Qingwen have all killed the enemy, but she hasn't killed a single one yet.

She felt a little stupid, as if she was inferior to them.

Although I came later, I also trained as a soldier.

In terms of poetry, Daiyu feels that she is better than them, and now that she is fighting, if she is not as good as them, how will she deal with herself in front of them in the future?

She hated herself a little, and when she first started fighting, she heard the sound of firecrackers, saw the fire burning, and saw a person being killed, and she was very afraid.

I was so sick that I had no strength in my hands and feet, and I just thought about yelling, I just thought about running away, running to a place where there was no one, and crying.

If it weren't for someone around him, he might have run away a long time ago.

"Miss Lin, there's a guy coming this way, and this person belongs to you. Don't worry, aim at it, just like Chen Yejun usually teaches you, aiming? ”

Wei Ruolan's voice seemed to come from the sky.

However, Daiyu still heard clearly.

"Aimed."

"Don't worry, I told you to put it, you can put it, okay, one, two, three. Put! ”

Daiyu's eyes closed and instinctively pulled the trigger. At this moment, it seemed that I didn't know anything in my heart.

I don't know how long it took for Daiyu to come back to her senses.

I saw that five or six feet away from him, a Cossack was lying on the ground, and seemed to be struggling, but after a few struggles, he did not move.

"Okay, Miss Lin, you beat him to death."

I actually killed someone? Oh my God, I actually killed someone?

Daiyu felt at a loss in her heart. His hands and feet trembled involuntarily.

A hand rested on her head, allowing Daiyu to calm down slightly.

It turned out that Baochai was touching her head,

"Okay, Feng'er will kill people too. Don't be afraid, when I killed the first one, I was scared too. ”