Chapter 60: The Avalanche (I)

"It's enjoyable." The commander of the Fourth Army, Shi Songke, put away the rifled gun, turned around and threw it to the students of the Lecture Hall who followed closely, and then snatched another loaded Shenji gun from the other party's arms, and skillfully put it on his shoulder, looking for the next target.

Although the range and accuracy of the rifled gun are far from the smoothbore gun, the overly complicated loading process makes it a bit of a chicken, so the best way to use it at present is to separate the shooting and loading, equip a shooter with more than three loaders, and use the number of personnel to make up for the lack of reload.

In the field of vision, there was a figure of the commander of the Tanma Red Army, about forty years old, extremely burly, out of some kind of self-esteem as a general, he was trying to gather the defeated soldiers around him, and try to get out of the battlefield in an orderly manner, but this effort was doomed to be in vain, the previous continuous firearm attacks had made most of the Tanma Red Army frightened out, they would rather be chased and stabbed to death in the escape for their lives, than do no more hopeless struggle.

"Phew." Song Ke decisively pulled the trigger, sixty steps, in the past, at this distance, he could hit a hundred with a bow and arrow, not to mention the change of a stable dìng is far stronger than the bow and arrow, the hot bullet, Xun drilled a huge blood hole in the chest of the Qianhu of the Tanma Red Army, and it took a lot of effort to gather several Khitan veterans, and they immediately scattered.

"Long history, change guns." A chubby student handed over his magic weapon to Song Ke, then took the gun that had been shot with a smile on his face, half-crouched on the ground and began to load.

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, it was the time to worship heroes, and Song Changshi, who was both civil and military, and arrogant, was in the eyes of many students of the martial arts hall, and was the target he had to catch up.

Song Ke, who once broke his family to recruit troops and rebelled against the Yuan, and went into exile after failure, still has an extremely strong chivalrous plot hidden in his heart, and his worship of the students is obviously very useful, first giving the little fat man a commative smile, and then putting the magic machine on his shoulders and slowly moving left and right.

The third one who was looked at by him was a bearded man on a horse, who refused to rely on the degree of his mount to flee alone, but instead raised a scimitar and gestured, Song Kexun aimed the muzzle of the gun at his chest, and his fingers firmly pressed the trigger, "Bah,,。 The beard was crooked, and he fell from his horse and died.

"Long history, give." Another loaded Divine Machine Gun was delivered to him, and Song Ke smiled happily, then stabilized the barrel of the gun, looking for the next opponent who was unwilling to accept defeat.

"On the right, seventy steps on the right, long history, there is one on the right seventy steps who is not afraid of death." There was an urgent reminder in his ears, he followed the instructions of the student to quickly turn the muzzle of the gun, he was a condor shooter, with his skillful marksmanship, providing cover for the other Tanma Red Army retreating in his direction, with a row of armor-piercing cones stuck in his feet, and every time he leaned over, he could quickly put one of them on the bow arm.

"Phew." Before Song Ke could find the absolute certainty of hitting, a gunshot suddenly rang out in his ears, and a stream of bloody arrows appeared from the chest of the Khitan condor archer seventy steps away, and he unwillingly made a circle on the spot and slowly fell.

"Who." Song Ke frowned in annoyance, turned his head quickly, and saw that not far away, a white-faced young man bowed his hand to him slightly, it was Zheng Wenhuan, the son-in-law of a shareholder of Huaiyang Firm, and the captain of the annual team of Wutang, both on paper and on the field, he was one of the best among students at the same level.

With these juniors, Song Ke couldn't be too serious, waved his hand, picked up the magic gun, and tried to find a new target, this time, he found a centurion, it is estimated that he can't escape, and is taking a dozen or so desperate Tanma Red Army, doing a dying struggle, "Bah, Bah, Woo." Three gunshots rang out from the side, knocking the centurion to pieces.

"Damn." Twice in a row, he had enough momentum, but he didn't have time to hit, Song Ke was so uncomfortable that he turned his head sideways, ready to see which annoying guy had robbed his target, but he was surprised, and the deputy commander Chen De held up a smoking three-eyed short gun, and waved his arm vigorously at him, "Don't be greedy, get on the horse, follow me." ”

The two were separated by more than thirty paces, and it was impossible to hear each other's call clearly, but Chen De's actions made Song Ke immediately recover from the dream of "killing one person in ten steps", he was the commander of the Fourth Army, not Zhu Hai and Jing Ke, at this time, it was far more important to organize the team to expand the results of the battle than to kill the enemy generals everywhere with a firecracker.

"You guys, just follow behind the brigade and shoot the enemy generals from a distance, remember, no one is allowed to cross the pikemen's position." With a red face and throwing the fire gun to the admirers beside him, Song Kefei jumped onto the war horse specially assigned to senior officers, and with a slight force on his legs, he chased after Chen De at a gallop.

"Dong Junxiao left a team of supervisors over there." Before Song Ke ran to his side to stabilize the war, Chen De, the deputy commander of the Fourth Army, quickly explained, "I will lead the cavalry to outflank from both flanks, and I will crush them first, you take advantage of this time to reorganize the infantry and soldiers, don't care about the Ma Chi Army anymore, startling the bow bird, killing it is useless, although taking the brothers to copy Dong Shuxiao's back road, Dong Thief has always been alert, be careful that his strong man breaks his wrist." ”

"Yes." Song Ke agreed loudly with a red face, pulled up the military flag representing the Second Brigade of the Fourth Army from Chen De's side, and waved it vigorously in the air.

"Didi Da Da, Di Da Da, Di Di Da Da" The heralds around them quickly sounded the suona and spread the latest general orders around.

"Didi-da-da, di-di-da, di-di-da" was chasing the pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, and firecrackers who were chasing the north, and there were also heralds who raised suona in response.

In an instant, the sound of suona, which was definitely not elegant but loud enough, replaced the shouts of killing and shooting, resounding throughout the battlefield, and the foot soldiers of the Fourth Army quickly gave up the crushing of the Tanma Red Army, and gathered at Song Ke's side in regiments, battalions, and companies.

Before the routs of the Tanma Red Army could breathe a sigh of relief, another high-pitched suona sound had already sounded, and the deputy commander of the Fourth Army commanded the Huai'an cavalry who had previously taken the initiative to retreat to the two flanks of the battlefield, like two groups of hunting lions, and pounced on them from the flanks and rear.

"Mother's ,,。" How could the remnants of the Tanma Red Army, which had already been killed and dispersed, be able to block the cavalry's momentum, and they screamed in fright, spread their legs, and fled to the east faster, not seeking to run faster than the war horse, but only to pass their own robes.

With the violent sound of horses' hooves, a clear crack quickly formed in the battlefield, the cavalry of the Huai'an Army, holding high horizontal knives, drove the remnants of the Tanma Red Army to the northeast, and the pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, musketeers, and grenadiers who received the assembly order walked quickly to the location of their own military flags, no matter how lively the shouting and killing sound came from behind, and no matter how tempting the back of the enemy army looked like it.

"Array, array, or the original offensive horizontal formation." Several middle-level officers who had been specially trained in the lecture hall ran and quickly combed their formations, and when everyone had arrived at the gathering place, a six-row horizontal formation had regained its outline.

"The students of the martial arts hall, according to the brigade they are in, stand behind the horizontal formation, and line up on the left and right sides." Raising his head and glancing at the position of the deputy commander Chen De's flag, Song Ke began to work his duties.

The flag embroidered with the word "Chen" in the center has rushed into the Zhejiang army supervision team, accompanied by the Huai'an army cavalry that took the initiative to retreat to the two wings, more than 1,300 cavalry, dealing with a thousand people who have already become the bird of the bow supervision team, such as boiling soup and pouring snow, although the latter team, there are a lot of crossbowmen hidden, but in front of the horse team that drove the rout to kill together, the crossbow arrows can play a very little role.

"Report, a large team is in place."

"Report, the second team is in place." The sound from the left and right sides of the horizontal formation quickly pulled Song Ke's gaze back, the students are professional in action, and their comprehension is far from ordinary people, they don't need Song Ke to explain too much, they have already taken the initiative to stand in two regular trapezoids in the left and right rear corners of the horizontal formation, and the hypotenuse on each side of the trapezoidal shape is extremely long, and it can be crossed in the two directions of the left front and the right front for long-distance shooting.

"Pikemen, sword and shield soldiers, each inspecting his weapons and armor." Song Ke took a deep breath, tried to straighten his chest, and continued to command loudly, "Musketeers, reload ammunition, grenadiers, check the position of the grenade bag and the number of grenades, and then, report to me by class." ”

The division of the tiger ben, this is the real division of the tiger ben, compared to the group of green forest heroes he recruited with thousands of family fortunes, it is simply a Kunpeng against the sparrow, if he still loses the battle with such a tiger ben division, he should die of shame for the general, if he can have such a tiger Ben 100,000, Song someone is enough to clean the world for the general manager.

"Report, pikemen ready."

"Report, the sword and shield soldiers are ready."

"Report, the gun company is ready."

Reports

Reports

The crisp report sounded in Song Ke's ears again, which filled his heart with pride, and he pulled the horse's head suddenly, and he pointed the war knife in his hand to the northeast side of the battlefield more than five hundred steps away from him, behind Dong Jiajun, "All of them, follow me to stab Dong's shaved ass." ”

"Didi Da Da, Di Da Da, Di Di Da Da" The proud suona sound, crisp and pleasant, straight through the sky.

The dark clouds above his head were quickly pierced, splitting into pieces of gray-black ink remnants, and in an instant, ten thousand rays of sunlight shot down from the cracks in the dark clouds, illuminating the neat team behind Song Ke.

Every face is very young.

On every face, pride is written,

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