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Especially at a time when science and technology are relatively less developed and weapons are not so advanced, the momentum of the army plays a huge role in the victory or defeat of the war!

For example, in the current situation.

The Anglo-French coalition has been completely defeated by Zao Wushuang and Hu Lie. Especially after seeing Zhao Wushuang kill all the people in the artillery company in the blink of an eye, no matter how elite it is, the army can't control the panic.

"Devil! They are the real devils. ”

"Oh God! The Orientals are indeed heretics, and they must have exchanged their souls and demons for power. ”

"How can a man fight the devil? Run......"

The Anglo-French army, which had less than two thousand left, was completely frightened. Facing the Huarong Hui militia team used like the tide in front, there are two "devils" in the back, Zhao Wushuang and Hu Lie.

The officers could no longer control the ranks, and the entire coalition army collapsed......

Once the army is dispersed, then it will be time to face the mass killing of the other side!

So at this moment, the situation of both sides completely changed. Strong and weak swaps.

Although the members of the Huarong Association and the militia were tired, there seemed to be a fire burning in their hearts. It's the desire and excitement for victory, like a constant stream of fuel, that makes the already sore body burst out with greater strength.

Bang bang bang......

Gunshots rang out. Those Anglo-French soldiers were more likely to turn their backs to them and flee for their lives. So it has almost become a target for these people who are also on the battlefield for the first time......

Zhao Wushuang's eyes were like lightning, and he could naturally see at a glance that Gordon and Wadsey were the commanders of this coalition army. Now, the two guys are escorted by a team of pro-soldiers of several dozen people, ready to sneak away from the edge of the chaotic battlefield.

"Senior brother, put some water for you for my brother! You kill in a crowded place, and I will capture the thief and capture the king first!" ”

After finishing speaking, his body moved, turning into a white streamer. Straight through the scattered coalition fleeing procession, heading towards Gordon and Wadsey......

So everyone saw a miraculous scene.

The white light swept through the ranks of the Anglo-French forces, and as long as it was next to each other, it immediately splashed the sky with a rain of blood. It's really a "bloody" road!

Zhao Wushuang's speed was naturally much faster than these two guys riding horses.

"Hurry up, hurry up!! Come on. Just run to join the main team, and we will be saved. ”

"That's right! No matter how powerful the devil is in this ********, can he continue to fight with the elite troops of our two powerful countries, Britain and France? ”

Golden and Wadsey are like lost dogs, and they can only comfort themselves in this way.

But soon, they had no chance to deceive themselves like this......

Sigh Rhythm !!

The horse neighed, stopped abruptly, and raised its front hooves high. Unwilling to move on, as if something horrible was waiting there.

"Want to run? Is it that easy? ”

As a calm and powerful voice sounded, with a hint of contempt and mockery, the tall barren grass in front of it automatically parted to both sides, and a man in white walked out of it. On the stainless steel sword in his hand, the blood of the British and French troops was still slowly dripping......

“fuck！ Beat him to death! Kill this devil! ”

The intense fear made Golden almost lose his mind. He himself took the lead in shooting, and also ordered the guards around him to shoot together.

Zhao Wushuang held the Yangtze River in his hand horizontally, and rotated it. In front of itself, a circular fan barrier was formed.

Jingle bell.

All the musket bullets were blocked, and the sparks were splashed everywhere, which was very beautiful.

Then Zhao Wu waved his hands!

The long sword, which spun into a round wheel at high speed, actually flew out. And the direction of the moment flipped ninety degrees, delicately cut in front of Golden......

A creepy voice rang out.

The poor British Army general, with men and horses, was cut through the middle by a spinning sword!!

It became a very symmetrical halve, and fell with a bang to the sides. Splashes of blood and dirt.

Brush Brush Brush Brush ......

The spinning sword flew back and forth in the air like a round roulette wheel, dozens of great heads. All flew up, spilled with hot blood.

It only took a few breaths for Golden, the No. 1 commander of this coalition army, and dozens of personal guards soldiers to be killed! All the horses under their seats let out a miserable neighing sound, and fled in all directions.

Sonorous bang.

The steel long sword stained with the blood of the British and French forces finally couldn't withstand Zhao Wushuang's strength, and after completing the killing, it directly shattered into many pieces in the air and fell into the surrounding grass.

The only person still alive is the Frenchman Wadsey.

He rode on his white warhorse, like a sculpture, motionless. But the trembling body and the cold sweat rolling down betrayed his heart of extreme fear.

"You're smart enough to know that running away is death."

An indifferent voice sounded directly in his head.

This made him look frightened in his eyes and looked at Zhao Wushuang who was smiling. He knew that the devil must have spoken in his head!

But even the most devout Christians have to survive...... There's nothing to fight against.

So Wadsey hastened to say, "My revered and noble Eastern gods, I, what can I do for you?" ”

"If I'm not mistaken, the Anglo-French army that invaded Shenzhou this time should have 18,000 people landing. Except for the five thousand you have here, where did the rest go? Better not to lie to me. Otherwise......"

Looking at the scattered heads around him and Golden, who had been turned in half, Wadsey was about to pee, where did he dare to lie?

Hurriedly poured beans into the bamboo tube and explained: "Honorable Oriental God, the remaining 12,000 coalition troops." Of these, 6,000 went to the south of the city of Beijing. There are still six thousand, I should have gone to the Old Summer Palace......"

What the?!

Zhao Wushuang, who was calm and calm just now, changed his face: "You say it again!" And 6,000 coalition troops, where did they go? ”

Wadsey trembled with fright again, and under Zhao Wushuang's blade-like gaze, he said again resignedly: "Old Summer Palace...... It is a royal garden palace of the Qing Emperor called the Old Summer Palace. I heard that there are countless gold, silver and jewels in it......"

But at this moment, Zhao Wushuang couldn't listen to it anymore!

He suddenly remembered. In that time and space in the previous life, the regret of the Old Summer Palace, the garden of ten thousand gardens that made countless Chinese people sigh!

This garden, which can be called one of the most majestic and beautiful gardens in the history of mankind, was completely burned down in the battle of the British and French invasion of China! (To be continued.) )