Zuo Liangyu's guards are all elite soldiers in a hundred battles, seeing Zhongfu and not panicking, drawing swords and shields to resist, they don't know the fire guns in the hands of the red-shirted regiment, of course they are not afraid, besides, this is very close to Wuchang City, you can get support at any time, how can there be a reason to be captured.

As soon as Zuo Liangyu knelt down, he noticed that the atmosphere at the station was a little weird, but his excessive confidence made him ignore this feeling, and it was not until there was an ambush on the wall of the station that he realized that he was in ambush, and before he had time to draw his sword, he only heard Hou Sui's exclamation: "No." Then he heard the sound of breaking the sky overhead, and with the quality he had cultivated after years of fighting, he subconsciously rolled on the spot, and actually dodged Liu Ziguang's thunderous blow.

Liu Ziguang didn't plan to capture Zuo Liangyu alive, this person was difficult to subdue, or killed the most neat, but Hou Sui didn't think so, he thought that Zuo Liangyu's old superiors were confident that they could persuade him to surrender to the imperial court and capture Huguang without blood, so as to show his Hou Sui's ability, so when Liu Ziguang drew a knife and came out, he exclaimed, although he couldn't stop Liu Ziguang from making a move, but he saved Zuo Liangyu's life.

At the same time, the soldiers on the wall began to shoot, the sound of bursting beans sounded, the left army fell off their horses one after another, not out of battle to fight, so they did not wear armor, bullets penetrated the thin robes, and they were splashed with blood, and a few with iron shields desperately moved forward to rescue Zuo Liangyu, but they were knocked off the horse by the huge impact of the bullet, and the war horse was also shot and fell to the ground in pain, and the soldiers on the wall methodically withdrew the guns that had been shot, opened the gun, pulled out the paper bullet shells, stuffed new bullets, and waited for another group of soldiers to shoot after shooting, and continued to shoot on top after the other group of soldiers finished shooting, and the two hundred cavalry brought by Zuo Liangyu were beaten by intensive firepower, and the people who were hit by the dense firepower turned over on their backs, and they could not resist at all。

However, there were still a few soldiers who were closest to grab Zuo Liangyu and ran back. Of course, Liu Ziguang couldn't tolerate the duck in his hand to fly away, he flew forward and took Zuo Liangyu's two axles, the man raised his knife to meet him, and he couldn't even pass a round, so he was cut into two with a knife, Zuo Liangyu heard the screams behind him, and knew that these two Ma Ben who had followed him for many years were dead, and he couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, he could hack him to death in one move, and the two horses with strong martial arts must be a rare hero in the world, he couldn't help but look back, only to see Liu Ziguang with a bloody face smiling at him.

Taking advantage of the interval between the red-shirted firearms shooting, the soldiers of the left army desperately moved forward, protected Zuo Liangyu with their flesh and blood, and ran backwards, a few soldiers knew that their strength was not enough, but they still faced Liu Ziguang's knife and went up, and they were cut down by him, and they still grabbed the blade and couldn't reach it, and the mouth that sprayed blood still shouted to themselves: "Big handsome, go quickly!" The two soldiers held Zuo Liangyu's legs and struggled to push him to the horse, and before he could sit down, the two soldiers were hit in the head by bullets, and died without snorting, Zuo Liangyu turned his head with tears in his eyes and left, a group of soldiers with iron shields helped him block the bullets behind the horse, but their efforts were in vain in front of the firecracker, Zuo Liangyu only heard the sound of screams and bodies falling to the ground behind him, he couldn't bear to turn back, and he didn't dare to look back, so he could only lie on the horse's back and clamp the horse's belly hard, hoping to escape from this hellish place as soon as possible.

However, the war horse suddenly stopped, and the two front hooves kept moving, but he couldn't take half a step forward, Zuo Liangyu turned his head to look, and saw that the young assassin was pulling the horse's tail with one hand, and was looking at him coldly.

At this time, the sound of firecrackers also stopped, and a large number of soldiers jumped off the wall and ran with guns in hand, and the two hundred personal soldiers who had been brought out of the city were all wiped out.

Zuo Liangyu is a hero in the end, knowing that he can't run away, so he no longer makes futile efforts, turns over and dismounts, and lets the soldiers with firearms surround him in the middle, he glanced at these men wearing ordinary forbidden soldiers, and then looked at Liu Ziguang, who was covered in blood and wearing the captain's armor, and said: "Death is also to let someone Zuo die, understand who Zunjia is?" Why do you want to take the rank of this commander? ”

"You divide a square, conspire against Benhou, and punish the thief by order, you give it to you, and give you a good time." Liu Ziguang said.

"Benhou? Could it be that you are the Marquis of Zhenwu? Zuo Liangyu thought to himself, there are only a few lords in the court who can carry a knife into battle, and only a few people who can reach the level of 10,000 enemies are Liu Ziguang, the Marquis of Zhenwu, and it is reasonable for the court to send the first fierce general to attack thousands of miles to take his own level, but he is still unwilling, this is Wuchang City, his own tens of thousands of troops are in the city, and when he hears the sound of killing here, he will definitely come quickly, if he can delay for a while, there will still be hope to turn defeat into victory.

At that moment, he smiled faintly and said: "Jiuwen Zhenwuhou Yingwu Gaishi is handsome, and you are not wronged by your way, but it is not my Zuo's style to teach it like this, Jiuwen Zhenwuhou Wuhou Wushu can die under your knife, it is also Zuo's honor, come here, Zuo can fight with Zhenwuhou for 300 rounds and die, and he will die without regrets." As he spoke, he drew his saber and threw it off with a sharp sword flower.

Hou Sui also squeezed over at this time, and saw that Zuo Liangyu had been surrounded, so he ordered the troops: "Put down the weapon, General Zuo, as long as you surrender, the court can still let you live." Of course, the soldiers will not listen to Hou Sui's orders, and still aim at Zuo Liangyu with a firearm, Liu Ziguang said in his heart, I left my wife and children thousands of miles away, but I didn't come to fight with you, no matter how bad Zuo Liangyu is, he is also a well-known general, and it is not realistic to solve him in three or two moves, it is better to .... Thinking of this, he quickly pulled out the rifle and put down Zuo Liangyu with one shot, Zuo Dashuai, a good martial arts that Zuo Dashuai had practiced since he was a child, and the archery technique of opening the bow left and right was hit by a bullet without the slightest swing, and he was lying in the muddy water with blood in his mouth, and his feet were slightly staring at see if there was air in or out.

Then he blew the muzzle of the gun and ordered: "The signal makes the fans make a fuss." "This is a plan that has been set a long time ago, no matter how the Qincha team acts, as long as the signal is issued, the Nanchang Fanzi who has been lurking in Wuchang City will ignite the explosives buried in various important positions to create chaos in order to fish in troubled waters, but there is no response for a long time after the code goes out, could it be that Nanchang Fanzi capsized in the city?

At this point, he could only move forward and not retreat, Liu Ziguang ordered the soldiers to sort out their equipment and line up to march towards Wuchang, he wanted 300 people to seize Wuchang City, Hou Sui was so angry that he jumped to his feet: "Liu Ziguang, you are too self-righteous, you can obviously take prisoner alive, why do you want to kill him?" "Your one light click warms my entire codeword life on 617k literature network to support the genuine "Iron Age".

Liu Ziguang pushed Hou Sui away and said, "Our army will attack the city immediately, and Lord Hou should hide behind it to be safer." Then let his subordinates cut off Zuo Liangyu's rank, but poor Zuo Liangyu I hero ended up like this, and before he died, he was cut off and thrown on the gun carriage.

The three hundred men of the Red Shirt Regiment took out their armor and put it on, their armor was imitation of the Spaniard's half-body plate armor, stamped by a hydraulic press, cheap, strong in protection, and decorated with the rank symbols of the sun, moon and stars on the chest, and the two belts were staggered on the shoulders, on which were inserted a bullet belt of cardboard bullet casings, two bullet leather boxes on the front, a leather box behind it, and four hand-thrown bombs, in addition to a single-edged sword that could be used as a bayonet and held in hand-to-hand combat, a foot and five inches long, in addition to the long gun, each soldier was equipped with a company's short gun, this weapon was very useful in hand-to-hand combat, a person could quickly solve three or four enemies, the short gun was loaded in a leather holster, hung on the right waist, and a place that could be reached by reaching out to the headThe helmet is a shiny shrimp tail helmet, which can protect the back of the head well, and the top of the helmet is inserted with colorful brocade feathers, which is very majestic.

The team lined up in a phalanx and waited for Liu Ziguang to give orders, Liu Ziguang also changed into armor and rode on a tall horse, he didn't talk nonsense, he just said simply: "Target: Wuchang City, serve the death camp, advance!" Liu Ziguang's flag bearer behind him quickly shook off the battle flag rolled in his hand, this is the battle flag of the Red Shirt Regiment's predecessor Death Battalion, which has experienced the arduous Battle of Jinan, which is still stained with the blood of martyrs, and still retains the holes of arrows, this flag is the soul of the Red Shirt Regiment, and the three hundred elite soldiers present are the first battalion belonging to the Red Shirt Regiment, that is, the officials in the Death Battalion, all of whom are the old men of the Death Battalion, saw the battle flag, and naturally their blood boiled, and they raised the war knife in their hands and shouted: "Serve the Death Battalion forward!" Although the ordinary soldiers have not experienced the Battle of Jinan, they are all elite iron men who have been trained hard, and the fearless spirit of the commanders has deeply infected them, and the troops shouted forward, holding long guns and marching forward bravely, a column of bayonets flashed in the rain, and three hundred men and horses marched towards Wuchang Jiancheng.

Hou Sui and his entourage stood behind in a daze, Xiaoyu wet his clothes, and he didn't know that Liu Zhijun was even more surprised, until now he understood that the imperial army only came, and these hundreds of people relied on these people to conquer Wuchang?

Could it be that they are heavenly soldiers and generals? Liu Ziguang dared to attack Wuchang City with 300 people, it was not without reason, he had cannons and elite soldiers, the so-called Jiancheng was just tofu scum, although there were tens of thousands of left troops in the city, but after all, there were no dragons, and the powerful Zuo Liangyu commanded these people to pee in a pot, so with their veterans, oils and thieves, they wanted to confront the redshirt regiment with hundreds of elite soldiers and all hot weapons and equipment, it was simply a fool's dream.

The sons and daughters were well-trained, well-equipped, and they annihilated Zuo Liangyu without any injuries just now, and the morale of the extremely guards was high, and they just captured Wuchang in one go.

The light rain gradually stopped, the sun came out of the clouds, and the morning sun shone on the shiny armor of the soldiers of the death camp, a brilliant silver color, and under the eaves of the helmets were young and heroic faces, who steadily advanced to the beat of the drummers on the gun carriages, and the number was small, but it was like a torrent of steel, and it was unstoppable.

suddenly felt that Liu Ziguang, this kid, was at best the material for the battalion commander.