Chapter 807: The Monk Soldier Kills the Ring
Cheng Yue's guards stopped suddenly, and the lost son was overjoyed, and roared: "Cheng Yue's gun doesn't work, attack with all your might!" ”
In fact, there is no need to be reminded at all, the Mongolian cavalry in front of them have already realized that the opportunity is coming, and if they don't attack at this time, when will they wait?
Countless Mongolian cavalry pressed on from all directions, roared with swords, stepped on the pool of blood in front, and rushed towards Cheng Yue's only more than 2,000 horses!
Cheng Yue looked at the cavalry sweeping like a dark cloud, did not panic at all, and shouted: "The spearmen are loaded!" ”
Two hundred spearmen calmly loaded their bullets, each looking for his target. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
On the hill, Hengren and the others watched in amazement as tens of thousands of cavalry suddenly erupted into a thunderous roar, and in an instant, as if attracted by a magnet, they concentrated in the middle and besieged the king of Zhennan with all their might!
The four thousand-person teams released by Cheng Yue tried their best to resist the tide of the army in a black cloud, like a four-leaf flat boat, carrying floats and sank!
And Cheng Yue's 2,200 protectors, under the leadership of Cheng Yue, the lineup was purged and immovable, like a huge Dinghai Divine Needle, at the mercy of the stormy waves!
What a magnificence this is——!
Hadan couldn't help but be attracted by the battle, turned his horse back, and kept an eye on the progress in the middle.
Just when he wasn't paying attention, Angier and Guo Kan had quietly closed and completed the encirclement!
The Mongol cavalry at the forefront was already within range of an arrow, and there was no need to give orders, everyone was desperately firing arrows!
The monks erected steel shields and formed an airtight shield array, blocking all the arrows from the outside.
Cheng Yue's steel shield is much stronger than the Mongolian iron shield, no matter how sharp the arrow can not penetrate, the Mongolian cavalry saw that the bow and arrow could not work, immediately stopped the bow, pulled out the waist scimitar, and wanted to meet the monk soldiers!
Fa Zheng shouted: "Short spear! ”
The monks immediately grabbed a short spear about three feet long from their hands, the tip of the spear was sharp, the spear body was slender, it was very comfortable to hold in their hands, and more importantly, it was very convenient for throwing!
The short spear is a sharp weapon for infantry against cavalry, and it is especially critical when there is a shortage of guns.
"Put!"
A thousand powerful monks threw a thousand short spears at once, aiming at the Mongol cavalry at the front.
The short spear broke through the air and made a "silky" sound, shooting directly into the chest of the cavalry. Not only are the monks strong, but they are also extremely accurate, and the distance is so close that there are almost no mistakes, either shooting people down or horses to the ground!
The war horses neighed, blood splattered, and a thousand monks and soldiers went on a killing spree!
Of course, there was more than one short spear, and the cavalry behind did not have the slightest intention of stopping, so the monks threw one short spear after another fiercely, and as the distance between the two sides continued to close, the bloody atmosphere became stronger, and the casualties of the Mongolian cavalry were heavier!
There were dead people and horses everywhere, and the follow-up cavalry could only slow down their horses and pass through the gaps, giving the monks a chance to breathe!
The monks each carried twenty short spears, which were their main attack weapon, and this weapon was never exposed by Cheng Yue, just to deal with the Mongol cavalry at this time. The strength and accuracy of the monks were among the best in the world, and it was undoubtedly a very smart choice for them to take the lead in using this weapon and give the Mongol cavalry a fatal blow at the most critical time.
Standing on a small hillside, he watched thousands of Mongolian elite soldiers rushing towards Cheng Yue like huge waves, and were ruthlessly crushed by the rocky monks, his mouth opened wide in shock, and he couldn't say a word.
A thousand monks, so good at fighting!
Cheng Yue, Cheng Yue, how many tricks do you still have to use——?!
Up to now, there is no possibility of retreating from the lost child, and at this time, only a desperate onslaught may be able to see a glimmer of life!
The lost child blew the horn of attack, and the sound of the horn was melodious and pathetic. More Mongol cavalry was encouraged to launch a new offensive.
The fate of the host kings is here to fight!
With little of the monk's short spear left, the Mongol cavalry finally broke through the obstacle and charged at the monk with all their might!
The distance between the two sides is only a dozen feet away!
One of the commanders raised his shield and roared, "Kill ——! ”
The roar continued, only a crisp gunshot could be heard, and the commander's head burst into a bloody hole, and his whole face was blown into a bloody blur, not human-shaped!
The commander's roar stopped abruptly, and the man was hit by the bullet and flew backwards, hitting the cavalry behind, and with an awkward scream, the two fell down and rolled all over the ground. The commander is dead, and the cavalry has lost half his life!
Cheng Yue fired——!
Cheng Yue's gunfire was the signal, two hundred spearmen fired at the same time, the automatic rifle spewed out tongues of fire, and thousands of bullets swept through the Mongolian cavalry in a very short time!
At this distance, the penetration of the bullets was terrifyingly strong, and in the rain of bullets, there was almost no space for people to survive, and countless cavalrymen were strangled into flesh and blood in the blink of an eye!
The Mongol cavalry, who were about to attack the monks, suddenly all fell to the ground, as if they had heard the command of God!
Occasionally, a few wounded horses ran over, and they did not pose any threat to the monks!
The Mongol cavalry was horrified, what kind of weapon is this——?
How can it be more powerful than the gun just now——?
Is this the real killer of King Zhennan?
It's terrifying——!
However, no matter how terrible the weapon was, it did not frighten this group of fierce cavalry, and another wave of people rushed towards them without forgetting to die, just like the waves of the sea constantly washing over the reef, even if they were crushed, the waves never stopped!
Cheng Yue didn't expect these people to stop at all, he singled out the generals on the opposite side, and if he shot down, he would kill at least one centurion, so that he had an appetite for such things.
Looking at the Mongolian cavalry who were still charging, he finally couldn't hold back his tears!
In the face of Cheng Yue's terrifying weapons, only the Mongols are still fighting unyieldingly!
The decision of the Mongol cavalry was undoubtedly correct, and after a stormy round of fire, two hundred spearmen had to change their magazines, and this should be their only chance!
But the Mongolian cavalry forgot a very important thing, Cheng Yue did not have only one weapon, and he also had a thousand monks in front!
The monks grabbed a black, round object from behind their shields, quickly ignited it with a fire guide, and threw it at the bloody cavalry.
Bomb ——!
"Boom ——!"
"Boom......!"
The explosion was deafening and endless, and Cheng Yue's surroundings were full of fire, and flesh and blood were flying. The scorching waves of air tore almost everything to the ground, and the fragments of the bombs smashed everything into a sieve!
The gunners fired again, and the hundreds of cavalrymen who were barely killed were once again attacked mercilessly, and the cavalry that rushed straight towards them had a very large target, which was the best target! (To be continued.) )