Wang Jundao took the lead, holding a twenty-shot Mauser pistol in each hand, next to him was Han Muxia who was holding a gun in one hand and a knife in the other, and behind him were ten divine soldiers, and behind the divine soldiers, there were one thousand and eighty cavalry battalions led by Yue Fengxian.

From the moment he was 100 meters away from the foreign soldiers, Wang Jundao opened fire, even on horseback, he could still do it without fail, and every bullet could take away the life of a foreign soldier.

Wang Jundao's guns rang out, and the pistols of the soldiers of the cavalry battalion also rang out, although they were bumpy on horseback, they could not do the same as Wang Jundao and the ten divine soldiers, but they could also shoot ten shots, one or two shots.

When the cavalry battalion brandished steel swords and followed Wang Jundao into the foreign soldiers, seven or eight hundred foreign soldiers had already died under the guns of the cavalry battalion soldiers.

Wang Jundao's two Mauser pistols had already run out of bullets, at this time he was holding the 'Piercing Sky' pistol in one hand and the Zhan Lu sword in the other, using two purposes, shooting with his left hand and killing with his right hand.

And Han Muxia next to him and the ten divine soldiers behind him did the same, and in just a few breaths, a blood path was left on the battlefield, and this blood path became a real death clearing!

The 1,080 cavalry battalions were no less impressive, with pistols in hand, steel knives in hand, cold weapons and hot weapons on their bodies, and the blades of the blades slashed through the necks of foreign soldiers, bringing up bursts of bloody wind and rain.

Under the command of Yue Fengxian, the cavalry battalion was divided into three cavalry groups, three groups formed a small charging formation, three small formations formed a large formation, and three large formations formed a reading attack team.

Facts have proved that whether it is the era of cold weapons or the era of hot weapons, cavalry is the heart of infantry, because cavalry has incomparable speed of infantry!

Under the charge of the cavalry battalion, in less than five minutes, the ranks of the foreign soldiers were completely confused, and what they thought of with guns was not to shoot back, but to run desperately to avoid the blades and hooves of the cavalry battalion!

And Wang Jundao's speed was faster, far exceeding the cavalry battalion soldiers behind, even Han Muxia and the ten divine soldiers were thrown away by him, and during the rush, he saw more than a hundred bloody women surrounded by foreign soldiers, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Women heroes, nothing more!" ”

"Drive!"

Wang Jundao let out a long roar, and the mount under him seemed to feel the emotions of his master, and it became completely violent, and under the control of Wang Jundao, he rushed fiercely towards the foreign soldiers who besieged the women's death squad.

In just half a minute, Wang Jundao completely chiseled through the formation of foreign soldiers, and he relied on the Zhan Lu sword and the 'Piercing Sky' pistol in his hand, rushing back and forth to kill, countless foreign soldiers tried to shoot him, but they were all killed by him with a sword or a shot in the head before shooting.

No one could stop his sword, even if he raised his spear to resist, he would be cut in half by Zhan Lu's sword in his hand.

With just one person, one horse, one sword, and one gun, Wang Jundao completely collapsed the foreign soldiers surrounding the women's death squad, and hundreds of foreign soldiers were killed by him alone and fled!

Wang Jundao did not pursue with a prancing horse, because Han Muxia had already chased after the ten divine soldiers who had rushed over, and at this time, the form of the battlefield had also undergone a great reversal, and the remaining foreign soldiers of less than five hundred people fled desperately to the west.

Wang Jundao turned around and came to the front of the women's death squad step by step, looked at the female Shura covered in blood, and said in a deep voice: "Yanhuang has a woman like this, sisters, you are well-deserved heroines!" ”

Biyuxue never believed that anyone could rely on a horse, a sword, and a gun to be able to enter the realm of no one among countless foreign soldiers holding foreign guns.

Wang Jundao's pride, Wang Jundao's chic, Wang Jundao's bravery, Wang Jundao's fierceness, at this moment, completely conquer her!

Not only her, but the only remaining more than 100 women's death squads were all conquered by Wang Jundao, and they will never forget the scene of Wang Jundao's one person, one horse, one sword and one gun just now!

Bi Yuxue is the leader of the women's death squad, she looked at Wang Jundao, who was riding on horseback like a god of war, and arched her hand: "Thank you for the hero's life!" ”

More than 100 women also bowed their hands at the same time and said in unison: "Thank you heroes for saving your life!" ”

"Sisters, you're welcome!" Wang Jundao smiled heartily, then he raised his sword and arched his hand: "Please rest for a while, and the battlefield will be handed over to me and my brother." ”

"There are heroes of Lao." Jasper Snow arched her hand.

Half an hour later, the war ended.

Yue Fengxian led the cavalry battalion that pursued and killed foreign soldiers to leap on horseback, and pleaded guilty to Wang Jundao: "We have chased ten miles and run more than 100 foreign soldiers, please punish the commander!" ”

"Within ten miles, you can only let a hundred foreign soldiers escape, you are not guilty." Wang Jundao said in a deep voice.

"Thank you, Commander."

Wang Jundao nodded and said, "The logistics company has arrived, you can quickly take them to count the battle situation." ”

"Yes!"

After Wang Jundao hit the horse and came to the concession, Pang Wei and Lin Heier had already arrived, and when they saw Wang Jundao turn over and dismount, they greeted him at the same time, and arched his hand: "Thank you for the hero's shot, dare to ask the hero which way is his friend?" ”

Wang Jundao arched his hand and said: "In the Gaotang Dynasty of Xiashan Mountain, Wang Jundao, my father was Wang Liyan, the leader of the Boxers in Shandong!" ”

Pang Wai couldn't hide the joy on his face, and said excitedly: "It turns out that you are the son of Brother Wang." ”

"You are?" Wang Jundao looked at Pang Wai in surprise, he didn't expect that the man in his thirties in front of him actually knew his father, and his tone was not generally familiar, why hadn't he heard his father say it?

Pang Wai said: "My name is Pang Wei, I have fought side by side with your father in Shandong, but unfortunately since the death of the senior brother Zhu Honglan, I have a disagreement with your father, I think Shandong has Yuan Shikai in the Boxer Rebellion, the Boxer Rebellion can not develop, but your father insisted on holding Gaotang, and then I led a Boxer Rebellion to the northeast of Shandong, and finally came to Tianjin, I didn't expect to hear that Brother Wang was killed by Yuan Shikai, I knew this, I should have tried my best to persuade him to come to Tianjin, alas, it's a pity that it's too late to say anything now......

Pang Wei let out a long sigh, then swept away the lamentation just now, looked at Wang Jundao and said: "But God has eyes, so that Brother Wang has such a proud son of the sky, I think Brother Wang's spirit in the sky can also be blinded......"

Lin Hei'er also recovered from the shock at this time, looked at Wang Jundao and asked, "Are you really the son of Wang Liyan, the leader of Shandong?" ”

Wang Jundao looked at Lin Hei'er when he heard this, and found that she was not very old, only twenty-six or seventeen years old at most, her face was not stunning and beautiful, but she was also extremely attractive, especially the wheat-colored skin gave people a healthy feeling, and the resolute and heroic spirit between her eyebrows was only afraid that most men in the world were inferior to her.

Wang Jundao also saw at a glance that Lin Hei'er was a master, although it was worse than the blue-clothed woman he saw before, but he was definitely a first-class master, he was shocked, is this Lin Hei'er, the famous leader of the red light in history? Sure enough, it's better to meet than to be famous!