"Bang Bang Bang"

As the horses and knights on horseback continued to fall to the ground, it also caused some trouble to the Qing soldiers who were charging, but these were trivial matters, after all, it was not difficult for the Manchurians who were skilled in archery and horses to avoid the fallen companions in front, and the casualties of seven or eight knights were nothing.

But the psychological blow to the Qing soldiers is huge, two hundred steps away, their own side was attacked by the other party at a distance of two hundred steps, and they were beaten without the power to fight back, this kind of situation that can only be beaten but unable to fight back is too embarrassing.

"Rush, rush over and kill them!"

The chief immediately realized that he couldn't be beaten in such a passive way, otherwise when his morale was all gone, there would be no need to fight this battle, so he immediately waved the shotgun in his hand and ordered the Qing soldiers to speed up and rush over.

Seeing that the Qing soldiers were desperately riding their horses towards their side, the Ye Bushu in front of them showed no signs of panic, but put the Nimi rifle on their shoulders, jumped on the horse's back, flicked the reins, and whipped the horse whip in their hands, and more than a dozen Ye Bushu fled forward quickly.

If you don't close the night as the elite of the army, the war horse you ride is naturally a good horse in the army, and the speed is naturally not slow, when they have the heart to escape, it is difficult for the Qing soldiers behind to catch up with their footsteps.

Seeing more than a dozen people fleeing quickly in front of him, and his own side desperately chased but couldn't catch up with them, the leader of the Qing soldiers' team was also anxious, he brandished the whip and beat the horses desperately, but after chasing for two quarters of an hour, he still couldn't close even a little distance, and the other party was still swaying on his distance of about two hundred steps, this result made the leader so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Seeing that he was getting farther and farther away from his own brigade, the anger in the heart of this leader gradually subsided, this place is so close to Jinzhou, if he encounters an ambush by the opponent's brigade, his own two hundred people are not enough for the other party to stuff his teeth.

Thinking of this, the assistant leader raised his right hand in the air. When the cavalry behind them saw this, they slowly lowered their horses, and finally the group of men and horses slowly stopped.

"Head, all the Tartars in the back have stopped!"

The foreign commissioner who was riding his horse and galloping heard the words of his companion behind him, looked back and sneered: "Hey, you've been chasing us for so long, and you don't want to play now?" It's not that simple! Brothers, all stop, reload ammunition. Turn! ”

As soon as the order was given, more than a dozen people stopped the horse, slowly slowed down the speed, turned the horse's head, took off the Nimi rifle behind his back, and loaded the ammunition on the horse's back.

The biggest advantage of the Nimi rifle over the previous guns is that in addition to increasing the range by several times, it also has another advantage, that is, it is also much faster in terms of ammunition loading.

The special Mini bullet will be fixed in the chamber of the gun with a few repeated pushes with a rammer, and then stuff the medicine into the fire door to cause everything to be fine, and the fast person can even shoot six to eight rounds per minute.

"Brothers, forward!"

The foreign commissar who led the night did not accept it and saw that the brothers had already reloaded their ammunition. Immediately ordered the Yebu men to ride their horses forward slowly, and they soon came to a distance of about two hundred paces close to the Qing soldiers.

"My lord, those Han people are back!" The approach of the night is naturally not hidden, and the Qing soldiers behind it can't be hidden.

The leader of the leader took a look. There was a spark in his eyes immediately, he was also a veteran soldier who had been a soldier for many years, and he naturally saw at a glance what the ideas of those who didn't fight at night on the other side.

"These despicable and shameless Nikans want to take advantage of us again."

"Lord Solatu, the night on the other side is simply ghostly."

The intention of the opposite side not to collect at night was seen by many Qing officers, and the captain of a shotgun striker suggested to the leader named Soratu with some concern: "My lord, let's withdraw quickly, we can only suffer if we continue to lose in this way." ”…,

"Bang Bang Bang"

Before the shotgun captain could finish his sentence, a neat burst of gunfire rang in their ears again.

"Puff puff"

A slight thud rang in their ears. Six or seven more shotgunners in the front row were shot and fell off their horses, and two of them were shot in the abdomen and did not die immediately while lying on the ground wailing loudly, and one of the soldiers covered his bloody abdomen with all his might, but the blood still could not stop gushing out like a spring, and the shotgun striker was struggling on the ground in pain while holding his lower abdomen. The blood that flowed out was quickly absorbed by the thirsty ground.

And Soratu was so angry that the blood vessels next to his temples suddenly swelled outward, and said hatefully: "These damn Nikan feelings are teasing us!" ”

The things in front of them are obvious, these people who were desperately running away at night did not stop when they saw themselves, and they dared to let go of their guns so openly, and the fools could see that they were deliberately provoking themselves. Lure yourself into catching up.

One of the chiefs, who had long been furious, said angrily, "Lord Soratul, the minions are willing to lead a team of warriors forward and cut off all the heads of those who don't collect at night!" ”

Soratu took a deep breath and shouted in a deep voice: "No, the cunning Han people just want to tempt us to catch up, they must have an ambush ahead, you must not fall for them!" ”

Shi Chang was still unconvinced, and protested: "My lord"

Soratu deserves to be an experienced officer, waved his hand and said: "You don't need to say it, we can't chase it down, give the order to go down, and all of us withdraw."

"Bang Bang"

Before Soratu finished speaking, another burst of gunfire came, this time the opponent's head was more accurate, and ten more Qing soldiers fell off their horses, one of them was less than three feet away from Soratu who happened to be hit in the forehead by lead bullets, and his huge head burst open like a watermelon, bright red blood and white brains splattered everywhere, and even Soratu was splashed in the face.

This time, the grumpy Shi Chang couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled out his long knife and roared loudly: "Ah lord, the slave can't stand it anymore, when did our warriors of the Qing Dynasty suffer this kind of wretchedness?" A minion would rather die in battle than live like this! ”

Speaking of this, the elder shouted back: "The warriors of the Great Qing Dynasty, if you are a master, you will kill those lowly Nikans with the master, and follow the master!" With that, the chief rushed forward with his long knife in his hand.

It has been proven that people's emotions are easily contagious, especially in wartime, and the stimulated non-commissioned officers are very easy to be provoked, and once an officer takes the lead, many non-commissioned officers will blindly follow, and they will not think about what kind of consequences their actions will bring to the entire brigade.

Seeing this chief take the lead in the charge, the first to follow was dozens of soldiers under the command of this chief, and they also screamed and waved the weapons in their hands and rushed forward.

Seeing the chaos in the team, Soratu was anxious, and he tried to shout loudly to order the Qing soldiers to stop, but there were still dozens of Qing soldiers following this commander, and the rest of the Qing soldiers were also watching him. One of the captains eagerly asked, "My lord, are we going to send someone to chase down Nitulu (the reckless chief)?" ”

Soratu sighed and shook his head lonely: "Nitulu can't come back, and the Han people waiting in front will definitely not let them go." ”

The captain hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Then shall we just watch Nitulu jump into the trap of the Han Chinese?" ”

"And what do you want?" Soratu glared at the captain angrily, "Since those night guards dare to tease us like this, they are naturally fully prepared, do you have to put the lives of all our warriors into it?" ”…,

The captain who was reprimanded by Soratu had to retreat stupidly, although Soratu said so, he still sent dozens of scouts to disperse, following the footsteps of the Qing soldiers, until another half an hour, Soratu finally saw a puff of dust and smoke rising in front of him, and then a rapid sound of horses' hooves came.

"My lord, Nitulu is back, he must have brought back all the heads of those Han people!"

The captain behind him said happily as he kept looking forward. But he didn't notice that the face of Sotura beside him had changed.

"Oh no, this team is not Nitulu!"

Sotura heard it, the sound of horses' hooves coming from front was very dense, it was at least the sound of two hundred war horses galloping together, his face changed, and he immediately shouted and ordered: "All in formation, ready to fight!" ”

With the issuance of the order, there was a small commotion in the camp of the Qing army, but they were also worthy of the elite of the Qing army, and soon put on a posture of preparing for battle, the remaining dozens of shotgun chargers in front, and the remaining one hundred forward soldiers holding longbows behind, they had already put their arrows on the longbows, and made a posture of preparing to fire.

Slowly, the cavalry in front of them stopped when they were about two hundred paces away, and as the smoke dissipated, the figure of the comer appeared in front of them.

A knight in black armor showed their figures, and they slowly lined up in two rows, forming a half-arc formation, all of them holding firearms, and the muzzles of the black holes were facing them.

"It's not good, it's those Han people!"

Solatu's face turned pale all of a sudden, and at this moment he didn't need to think about it to know that the group of Nitulu who had just gone to pursue him must be more than lucky, and with his own warriors in their early 100s, they were no match for the Han people in front of him who were armed with sharp firearms.

"Run!"

Soratul couldn't care about anything else, and without thinking, he turned his horse's head and was about to run towards the rear (to be continued). If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )