Although the brute soldiers on the side were startled, they had already experienced a fiasco during the day, and it was normal for someone to die after this loud noise...... However, they remembered clearly that during the day, every time the red-clothed soldiers made a loud noise and spewed smoke, they had to just put these smoke-spewing iron rods up and poke them for a while before they could operate for the second time. Thinking of this, they all raised their Senate rifles and cavalry knives that they had picked up and rushed forward.

To their surprise, the red-clothed soldier did not have the slightest intention of stopping, but raised his hand to them who rushed over again and again, and with a series of "pop" sounds, four or five more barbarians fell to the ground crookedly. The brute soldiers who were shot and fell to the ground either directly stretched out their feet to see their gods, or covered the place where they were hit and screamed like pigs, and crawled away with their hands and feet.

Now, this death-like Qian Longzhou has a Glock pistol in his hand, counting and flipping through the stunned barbarians with a little bit. It is no wonder that these brutes were stunned during the day because they were shocked by the unimaginable lethality of this firing from a firearm for the first time. Now it is because this red-clothed killing god is only a piece of iron in his hand at this time, which is not bigger than a slap, but he can make a steady stream of sounds and fire, and because of the extreme distance at this time, a brute soldier fell to the ground under every explosion. They are not afraid of face-to-face fighting, nor are they afraid of the other party's weapons taking their lives, but at this time, how to deal with this kind of ability to put down a piece of their own people with a snap between raising their hands?

Soon the first brute appeared with quick legs, he shouted and dropped his rifle and fled, the escape was very contagious, and in the blink of an eye the dozen or so brute soldiers fled from the camp in a burst of crumbling shouts. Only a few brute wounded were left crawling on the ground as best they could. However, the new soldiers on the ground who had been slashed by them had no intention of letting them go, and the wounded soldiers chased after them one after another, picking up the weapons that the brutes had thrown down in their panic on the ground, stabbing them with their spears and slashing them with their cavalry swords, and even if they were unarmed, they rushed up and strangled the wounded soldiers of these brutes with their arms. These barbarians were already scattered at this time, and they just fled with their heads down, and they didn't even have the consciousness to resist.

Qian Longzhou lowered his head at this time and checked the bullets in the magazine, and there were still seven or eight rounds, and with a "click", he put the magazine back into the pistol, and turned around in the camp with it.

The sound of his gunfire also woke up the soldiers, who were still in a state of panic, and they all dropped their belongings and began to load their rifles with propellants and projectiles. But now it was completely dark, and the soldiers couldn't see the situation clearly, so they could only reload their ammunition by feeling. At this time, the evil consequences of unskilled loading operations finally came to the fore, and several soldiers poured the propellant out of the barrel of the gun, and their hands were all over it, and they hurriedly slapped it on their clothes. Some soldiers finished loading and then tried to fire but found that there was no fire cap, and after the fire cap was installed, they only heard that the fire cap did not make a sound and did not ignite the propellant, and they did not know how to deal with the rifle blind fire failure, so they hurriedly poured another pack of propellant into the barrel and filled a projectile, and then changed the fire cap again to fight, as a result, because the front of the barrel was blocked by the propellant, the barrel exploded directly in the middle, like a grenade exploding in the crowd. The soldiers around him were hit by the broken barrels of their guns, and they fell to the ground and screamed. For a while, it made the whole camp even more chaotic.

In the direction of the stables in the north, because of the threat of the dragon boat pistol, those barbarians either died or fled, and there was no longer a threat, but there were still more than 100 barbarians in the south who were fighting with the soldiers near the camp gate. At this time, both sides did not have a unified command, and they only had the courage to find the enemy in front of them with red eyes and fight.

Qian Longzhou couldn't help but tremble with anger when he saw the chaotic scene now, and hurriedly called the nearest twenty or so soldiers of the new army and gave them a few instructions, these soldiers hurriedly stood in three rows, and first began to check whether the chamber of the gun had been loaded under the light of the torch, and the loaded ones quickly went to the side to check whether there were repeated reloading, and those who were not loaded immediately began to load.

Under his command, all three platoons of soldiers had finished loading and checking within a minute, and then they all put their rifles on their shoulders and waited for orders.

"The people in front of you have stepped back!" Qian Longzhou shouted loudly, and at the same time nodded at the more than twenty soldiers, and the eight soldiers in the first row stepped forward with flat-ended rifles and began to aim at the gate of the camp in front.

The soldiers in front heard the order and ran towards the camp one after another, Qian Longzhou picked up a cavalry knife and waved it twice, shouting at the front: "Run to both sides!" Run in both directions! Get out of the camp gate. ”

These soldiers all know the power of fire, bullets have the highest priority, do not block the way of bullets, this is the first sentence of their first lesson when learning to shoot firearms. So the soldiers hurriedly gave way to the gate of the camp.

"Fire!" Qian Longzhou swung the mass-produced version of the Patton sword down and shouted, and then the soldiers in the first row pulled the trigger fiercely towards the gate.

The barbarians didn't know why these red-clothed soldiers abandoned the camp gate and fled inside, but when they saw three rows of red-clothed soldiers less than fifty paces away who were rushing at them with those smoke-spitting iron rods, they knew that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed in the direction of the red-clothed soldiers. These eight bullets swept across the camp gate, knocking over the seven or eight brutes who had crowded in.

Qian Longzhou didn't intend to stop at all, and continued to order: "Forward!" Fire! ”

The soldiers of the second row stepped forward past the soldiers of the first row, who were half-kneeling and loading, and raised their guns to the camp gate for another volley. The brute soldiers who had just rushed over were immediately knocked over by five or six. The brute soldier who followed closely behind was obviously flustered, but then rushed forward under the push of the brute soldier further behind.

Qian Longzhou waved his sword again and shouted, "Forward!" Fire! ”

The soldiers of the third row stepped forward past the two rows of soldiers who were reloading, raised their guns directly at the camp entrance and fired another volley.

The five or six brutes at the front fell again, and this time because they were very tight, and after half a second, more than a dozen more brutes who had been pierced fell to the ground.

"Rush! Rush! "At this time, the brutes had already understood in the daytime battle that such a formation would be three salvos at most, and after the salvo was over, it would take a long time for them to poke the iron rod before they could breathe smoke again. The little leaders waved their weapons and shouted: "They can't fight anymore, rush forward!" ”

These brute soldiers really rushed forward desperately at this time, and they also knew that if they didn't rush at this time, they would have to breathe smoke and fire when these red-clothed soldiers finished poking and prodding.

Qian Longzhou knew that there was nothing he could do at this time, so he could only order loudly, "Bayonet charge!" Get ready! ”

The reloading soldiers stopped reloading, stabbed their bright guns at the enemy, prepared for the assault, and shouted at the same time: "Kill! ”

The sound obviously frightened the brutes for a moment, but the panic was fleeting. After the battle just now, they also discovered that these red-clothed soldiers were ordinary Annan soldiers, nothing more than sharp weapons, and if they rushed up, they would definitely be able to kill them and abandon their armor. However, things did not go as they had imagined, and the red-clothed soldiers did not show the slightest expression of retreat when they saw them rushing up, but stared at them with red eyes.

At this moment, Qian Longzhou raised his hand and shot all the eight bullets in the pistol magazine at the rushing brute soldiers, changed the magazine and shouted, "Rush!" With that, the first one brandished his Patton sword and rushed towards the brute.

In the war in Annam, it was often like this, the first row was the Xiang Yong, the second row was the soldiers, and the commanders were all shrunk at the rear, once the Xiang Yong fought almost the commander ran away, and the soldiers often had to flee without even having a chance to fight. But what surprised them today was that this Qian instructor brandished his cavalry knife and rushed over first, and the soldiers were obviously stunned, and they all rushed forward with a shout.

After being stabbed, the Senate rifle was more than 1.7 meters long, and this length gave the New Army soldiers an advantage in the fight, and the first few brute soldiers were directly stabbed to the ground. And Qian Longzhou, who took the lead, had an excellent cheat - he didn't intend to fight with the barbarians at all, he raised his pistol in his right hand and shot at the nearest barbarian soldier repeatedly, and before he could fire five shots, the barbarians in front of him began to crowd and flee backwards.

These barbarians are also people, and at this time, they found that this group of red-clothed soldiers were murderous under the leadership of this guy with a long knife, and this guy had a divine help in his hand, and there was an explosion between his hands, and his own people fell to the ground or died or were injured, and they were all frightened by such a toss, and turned around and prepared to escape.

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from not far away: "Fire!" ”

Not far away, I don't know when a row of new army soldiers has been standing, they have been loaded with propellants and projectiles in this white-cut battle, at this time seeing that the barbarians are preparing to escape, Wu Wenshan hurriedly commanded them to line up the battle formation, and then directly ordered to fire at the enemy. Since the helmets of the recruits were all shiny cockades, which could be seen clearly at night, they only had to place their guns in the direction where the cockades were pointing, so there were no accidental injuries.

With the explosion of a rifle, the barbarians in front of Qian Longzhou who were preparing to retreat fell a large area, and the retreat turned into a rout in a blink of an eye, Wu Wenshan shouted at this time: "For the princess!" Come on! Then all the soldiers chased forward with their spears in their spears!