Manpower throws a grenade, and someone can still throw it at fifty steps, but if everyone can take fifty steps, it will be difficult! If you can throw 50 meters while sitting on a horse, it's even harder! If the horses are running and they throw grenades, hey! That's easy, wow! Hao Tianyang looked at the guard camp excitedly, the front threw the back, and the back ran to the front to throw, so constantly throwing grenades, slowly pressing forward in the attack, hehe, even if your tile spur formation is an iron wall, Lao Tzu will still collapse you!

Hao Tianyang slowly beat his horse and stepped forward.

In the face of his own tile spur formation, there was not much resistance, and all that remained was screaming and chaos. In the chaos, none of the spur soldiers, who had been like fierce wolves and tigers, dared to rush out of the smoke. Hao Tianyang smiled slightly, he knew that when he encountered a murder weapon like a grenade, no matter how powerful the wolf, tiger and leopard was, he could only escape! These thorn dogs didn't rush out, they only had to retreat!

Hao Tianyang raised his hand, and the guards behind him opened his throat and shouted. The battalion of guards who threw bombs suddenly stopped throwing bombs, raised their guns in their hands, and slowly moved forward with their horses in their hands......

Lonchir withdrew from the smoke in front of him, a pair of frightened bull's eyes staring at his subordinates who retreated from the smoke like wolves, and couldn't help but grin. The pain hit, and it was only at this moment that he realized that his right ear was missing, and when he reached out and touched it, his hand was covered with blood. The left arm was also in pain, and the shoulder blade seemed to be pierced by some spear, and the whole left hand was powerless.

"I'm right...... ...... right shoulder blade," Lonchier asked, turning his head to the guard next to him.

The guard was grinning, and a black piece of iron stuck in his left leg. Listen to Lonchier's question. Hurriedly stretched his head behind Longchier, and couldn't help but shout, "My lord, your right shoulder blade was hit by an iron piece. It's bleeding! After speaking, he didn't care about the injury on his left leg, and hurriedly tore off the cloth on his arm.

"No need to wrap it!" Long Chier sneered: "Even if you can't see it!" We're going to rain arrows too! ”

When the guard heard this, he hurriedly roared, and the frightened tile-spurs slowly calmed down in the roar, and began to line up in front of Longchir.

The explosions in front finally stopped, and only the explosions still sounded on both sides of the official road.

Lonchier endured the pain of his heart. He didn't bother to glance at the gunfire and screams coming from both sides of the official road for the battle for position, and stared at the smoke that began to dissipate in front of him, trying to see something.

Suddenly the sound of gunshots like popping beans rang out from the front. Lonchier's body was suddenly poured with cold water. I couldn't help but feel cold. Front...... There are firearms! How will this battle be fought? He watched as he saw as he was at the forefront of his ranks, as if he had been struck hard, the warriors falling and the wounded horses darling wildly. The soldiers suddenly panicked again.

Lonchir looked at the array ahead. Listen to the continuous gunfire ahead. I can't help but feel bitter in my mouth. Didn't you say that every time the firearm of the Southern Barbarians was fired, there was a pause in between? Why don't you stop? He did not dare to stop, and with a terrible scream, he turned his horse's head and galloped away the way he came. The tile spur soldiers who were crowded all the way, at this time he was no longer a warrior of the same clan in his eyes, but a fierce beast blocking his life! Without hesitation, he waved the scimitar in his hand and rushed forward with slashing all the way. When his guards saw their own adults, they fled like madmen. He also hurriedly swung his sword to catch up, with Lonchier. Slash through the crowd to make a bloody escape.

As soon as Longchier fled, the army suddenly swept away like a flood that burst the embankment. Suddenly, the Tile Spur cavalry who had seized positions on both sides of the official road also retreated to the official road like a tide and joined the fleeing army.

How can this battle be fought? After fighting for so long, I haven't seen the Southern Barbarians show their heads, but their own people have poured batch after batch! If you don't run, you're dying! ……

When Tong Hang saw it, he hurriedly turned his head and said to Jin Liang: "Implement the drainage plan!" ”

When Jin Liang heard this, he hurriedly shouted to the communication soldiers: "Send a signal!" Drainage! ”

When the signal soldiers heard this, they hurriedly stood up and beckoned several other signal soldiers to hurriedly erect a long bamboo pole with a red silk flag on the pole head, waving it in the wind.

When the communication soldiers on both sides of the official road saw it, they hurriedly reported to their respective hundreds of households and generals. In a moment, I saw ambushes on both sides of the official road, one row squatted and shot, and the other two rows spread their legs and rushed towards the direction from which the tile spurs came.

"Lord Hao, the red flag has been raised!"

When Hao Tianyang heard this, he shouted happily: "Brothers, put up the camp flag!" No need to shoot in a row! Four rows of brothers in front, three rows of free fire to catch dogs! Brothers in the back, muskets and grenades are mixed and prepared! Let the horses and the dogs go! ”

When everyone heard this, they all laughed and agreed......

The blocking position of 600 people was frantically bitten by the swarming defeated soldiers at this time.

Deng Qianhu's eyes were split, his voice was already hoarse, and he was still dancing and commanding. He understood that as long as he held his position for a few more moments, the 400 brothers who planted mines behind him would be able to plant 400 more mines.

A signal soldier rushed over with a hurried bow to report.

As soon as Deng Qianhu heard that the red flag was raised, he immediately grinned, nodded, and said hoarsely: "Did the brothers in the back notify?" ”

The signal corpsman nodded hurriedly.

Deng Qianhu hurriedly said: "Inform the brothers to retreat!" Open the gap! Let the Tile Thorn Dog step on the thunder! ”

When the signal soldiers heard this, they hurriedly opened their throats and shouted to retreat!

When everyone heard this, they picked up the grenades around them and threw them towards the crowded crowd of thorns more than a dozen paces away. Quickly turned around, like a tide, and retreated to both sides of the official road......

As soon as the block in front was gone, the Watters were suddenly overjoyed. On the wide official road, thousands of people crowded towards the middle and rushed towards the way they came.

The horses' hooves rumbled, galloping like the wind. The Tile Thorns, who were driving their horses and galloping on both sides of the flow of people, screamed and fell off their horses under the fire of the muskets of the Ming army on both sides. There were horses screaming, and the horses that had not yet arrived on the ground were still galloping away with the crowd, and the fallen spurs were trampled into meat by the legs of the horses swept behind.

Boom, boom,

No matter how loud there was in the thick smoke and fog, it still couldn't resist the crazy galloping footsteps of the Tile Spur soldiers......

The Ming troops in ambush on both sides of the official road were too lazy to dodge, and they stood up one after another, raising their guns and shooting while pressing towards the official road.

Borjin Tengbo turned his head and saw the Southern Barbarian spearmen coming up in dense layers on the side of the official road, the lead bullets flying over, the dense sound of gunfire in his ears, and the subordinates who fell off their horses on both sides of his own formation, his heart was bleeding. These are the warriors of the tribe! It's all elite!

He was unwilling, but he had no choice, the musket shot out layer by layer from the dense layers of the southern barbarians' formation, forming an endless net of life, and if he didn't escape, he would be all here!

He roared with his sword, commanded his subordinates, and rushed towards the road in a dense manner!

Even if there are more thunderbolts in the south, can there be more than a few thousand?

There was no loud noise in front of him, and he knew that the thunder buried in the official road had been blown up! In a burst of ecstasy, he whipped the horse from the bump under his crotch, and was bent on getting out of the potholed road as soon as possible.

Poof, a ringing in my ears. One of the guards next to him had his head shattered by a stray bullet, and the left side of his face was covered in brains. He didn't bother to wipe it, but hurriedly lowered his head and bowed his body, roaring and driving his subordinates to beat their horses and gallop...... (To be continued......) u