Chapter 109: Killing Slaves (3)

Wang Tiejun hatefully looked at the Tartar scouts who had been chasing them and tried to harass the people in vain, and he was very unhappy, now that the people had finally entered the mountain road, he had to block here. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

If these cavalrymen attacked the people, it would be like a wolf entering a sheepfold, but now there is no need to scruple.

"Fuck it, brothers, can we make them like dogs?" Wang Tiejun scolded.

The ones here have long been impatient, and now they have to give it a go, and none of the four of them are a bad breed!

The other side also stopped, gritting his teeth with hatred for the plate armor of the four teams, their bow was a light bow, not to mention that they couldn't break the armor, but the opposite side was still running fast, and now seeing them turn their heads, they couldn't ask for it for a long time.

"Brothers, are you afraid?" Wang Tiejun spat and asked his brother beside him.

"What are you afraid of? None of their arrows are tickle enough. ”

Immediately, everyone burst out laughing, although they were all facing the Tartar elite for the first time, they were not timid, and they were very warlike.

"Good! We'll be there for a while! Raise the red flag. Wang Tiejun's eyes were staring at each other, the elite soldiers of the Tartars, they are also the elite soldiers of the people's army, just see who is more powerful.

The bright red flag hung on the horse gun of Wan Er's stunned, waving in the wind, both sides were on the same page, and the horses were approaching at a trot.

"Haha...... Listen to a certain person, my Wang Tiejun's soldiers are dead ......"

"I have to die in a line!" Ten people shouted in unison.

"Good! Horizontal guns! ”

"Roar!"

"Charge!" Wang Tiejun's voice was sharp, this is the strongest opponent, this is worthy of him Wang Tiejun, they must be defeated!

They are all the elite of the elite, the two sides are charging in unison, Wang Tiejun's formation is straighter than ever, this is the battle they are looking forward to!

The steel armor is shining, it is the morning sun, flashing each other's eyes, God help me.

This time the Tartars didn't use bows and arrows, they all took out weapons, not standard, they were all tailor-made, iron bones, chain hammers, etc., and their mouths let out a beast-like strange cry, and the team rushed up in a scattered manner.

The speed of the horse was extreme, and the two sides also collided together, Wang Tiejun did not bow his head this time, his eyes were staring at the opponent, and the gun was firmly pierced into the opponent's neck.

The helmet of the Tartar had a neck guard, but under the huge impact, the sharp blade of the cavalry spear pierced like cutting paper, and Wang Tiejun's wrist flicked, and the head of the Tartar flew up......

A charge was fleeting, and the two sides exchanged venues, leaving the corpses of both sides on the ground.

"Brothers! The death of my Wang Tiejun's soldiers must also be given me a line! Charge! ”

They are all elites, just like two fighting cocks meeting each other, never dying, and almost simultaneously launched a second charge, this time even more bloodthirsty.

Wang Tiejun's riding spear this time directly pierced into the opponent's chest, and the riding spear was also taken off.

"Ah......h

Wang Tiejun's right side suddenly emptied, and his eyes were also red, and he was stunned.

"Brothers...... Charge! Wang Tiejun's voice was a little excited, the team was less than half, the other party was worse than them, he wanted to continue to rush and avenge the second stunned son!

"Rush!" Horse monkeys with red eyes.

Wang Tiejun suddenly grabbed the horse pistol, at this moment he only had the white hundred tooth tartar with iron bones in his eyes, and the surroundings were so calm, the gunshots rang out, and the other party's head exploded!

Wan Er was stunned, who said that the master's marksmanship was bad?

But then, he also felt his chest being torn open, and his body involuntarily fell out.

"Team up!" The horse monkey yelled.

"Team four! Charge me! The horse monkey's eyes were moist, but he still didn't give up, the team was gone, and he was still there!

Four people is still a line!

There are less than ten people on the Tartar side, and they are also panicked at the moment, Lord Baiya is also dead, and there are only four people on the other side, but the other party can still charge, what kind of team is this?

"Withdraw, withdraw, they're a bunch of mad dogs!" The tartar screamed, and the horse came running.

In the face of the neat charge of the four people, their confidence was crushed, and they were all scared at this moment, and they also scattered and ran away.

The dog picked up the pistol and fired at close range, this is the Tartar who beat Wang Tiejun, and he punched a hole in his back.

None of the four pursued too far, for the army of the Tartars had arrived.

"Tie the brothers to the horses, and we'll go back!" The horse monkey said with red eyes, he couldn't fight with the Tartar now.

Eleven horses returned, one was not less, and the horse monkey also raised the riding spear of Wan Er, and the red flag that tore a corner fluttered again.

Most of the people on the mountain road were running in the river, and the damaged carriage was abandoned on the side of the road, and the horse monkeys and men quickly chased after them, and behind them was Sakha Luan's red flag team.

"Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish! Sakha coughed up blood again, more than 30 people were defeated by 11 people on the other side, and all that was left on the battlefield were headless corpses, he gritted his teeth with hatred, "Kill me!" ”

Wu Hu's eyes on the eagle's beak cliff were red, he was too familiar with the four teams, he didn't need to look at his face, he knew who it was, Wang Tiejun, who was unproductive......

Wu Yi was also choked up here at the intersection.

Lao Zhao shouted directly, this is his personal disciple team, it's gone?

"Martial arts leader, Zhao sect head! The four teams are fortunate to be killed! The horse monkey smiled heartlessly, and they won.

"Why are you still stunned? Hurry up! Wu Yi shouted at them, and the military doctor was behind, hurriedly running to carry the people off the horse.

Wang Yingying cried, it was so miserable, what she saw was Wan Er stunned, and her face was hit by Bai Baiya with iron bones, and it became a ball of flesh and blood......

"And ...... gas" finally someone shouted.

Of the seven people, only one was still angry, but there was a crane's beak tied to his chest, which cut through the tough steel armor and stabbed it deep into his chest.

It was Wang Tiejun, this stinky boy, Wu Yi strode up, Wang Tiejun's eyes moved, and he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his mouth.

"Wang Tiejun! I command you, that you shall not die! Wu Yi's eyes were red and he shouted.

Wang Tiejun, who has no heart and lungs, even wants to laugh, but he really can't laugh this time.

Wu Yi snatched Wang Yingying's shoes down, grabbed them tightly, and said to Wang Tiejun: "Take it!" Stay alive! ”

"Martial Sect Head! The Tartars came in, nearly a thousand! Li Erdou reported to Wuyi.

Wu Yi stuffed the shoes into Wang Tiejun's hand, and let people carry them away, and then looked at the distance bloodthirsty, good come!

"Fight!"

"Yes! Let go of the rejection horse! ”

"Low wall!"

More than two hundred people began to get busy, and soon the dense rejection horses were placed, and behind them was a low chest wall, and everyone stood straight, their eyes fixed on the front.

"Comrades, behind us is our hometown, that is, our fathers and fellow villagers, we must stop the Tartars here!" Wu Yi shouted loudly.

"No!"

More than 200 people shouted in unison.

Sakha heard it too, and saw it at the same time, he had just passed the eagle's beak cliff, and his eyes were up, it was them!

"Kill! Leave no piece of armor behind! ”

The warriors of Zhenghongqi couldn't bear it for a long time, and the shame that this Wu Dalang gave them must be washed away with blood, and they rushed out as soon as they hit their horses.

There were high mountains on both sides, and the sound of the horses' iron hooves was even more harsh, and they ignored the rejection of the horses in front of them, and took out arrows, and later they were going to shoot the Ming army behind them into hedgehogs.

"Artillery!"

The team in front suddenly revealed a few gaps, Liu Xizi came up with artillery, there was no need to aim, in the mountain road ahead, there were Tartars.

"Put!" Liu Xizi shouted.

Seven guns rang out one after another, thick smoke billowed out, enveloping all sides, their artillery team has been waiting for this battle, they keep loading every day, just for this battle.

The cannonballs combed the army of the Red Banner from beginning to end like a comb, and on a line, whether it was horses or people, they were torn to pieces when encountered, and no one was spared.

Suddenly, there was chaos in the mountain road, and the flesh flew up, and the pieces of flesh flew out like an explosion, splashing to the others.

"Rush! Rush! The lead warriors shouted that they needed great courage in the face of the death plow.

It's just that in twenty minutes, they didn't get close to the firing range, the artillery rang out again, and seven bloody roads burst out, the advantage here is too obvious, the slender mountain road has almost become the point of no return for the Tartars.

But the Tartars were also red-eyed, they did not allow the artillery to fire again, and the surviving warriors at the front had already taken up their bows.

Projectile, an attack that can exert the maximum range of the bow and arrow, the speed of the horse reaches the extreme, and the distance of the projectile is also amazing.

Someone was hit by an arrow, and they held it up without saying a word, and they wanted to give the artillery a last chance.

Liu Xizi's palms were scratched by his fingernails, and more and more of his comrades fell.

"Done!" This time, he was looking forward to it so much that he shouted "put" almost at the same time.

The death plough was launched again, and even if the Tartars dispersed this time, they could not avoid the approach of death.

Li Erdou had an arrow stuck in his arm, but he didn't move, and the low wall stacked with sacks had blocked many arrows.

"Muskets!" Li Erdou drank heavily.

"Fire!"

At the front, the Tartars, who had survived three rounds of artillery, could not continue to be lucky this time, and the muzzles of countless flintlock muskets were staring, like hungry wolves.

A series of gunshots rang out like firecrackers, but it was the call of hell, and the flower of death suddenly bloomed on the Tartar.

"On the second row!"

"Fire!"

Boring passwords, the people's army and the people's courage have long been accustomed to boring orders, and their bodies are mechanically doing every step, which is why Wuyi doesn't remember everything and let them train.

Even if their minds are blank, even if they are still timid, when they hear the order, they will complete the action as soon as possible.

This is the first battle of the people, but they are just doing every step of the training mechanically, the difference is that some people fall and die, either the enemy or themselves.

Three artillery fires reduced the strength of the Tartars by more than two hundred, a full fifth of the number, Sakha Ling saw blood in his heart, but the Dajin warriors still rushed up, and the next moment, when the Ming army was defeated, he had fought with the Ming army for many years, and he had already known it.

Not only was his face hideous, but the warrior of the Red Flag also showed a brutal smile.