Because he didn't know what to do, Li Yuncong led eight snipers to lurk among the withered grass outside the county seat; He also didn't know that five hundred meters away from the county seat, ten sergeants wearing three layers of iron armor were waiting quietly on a dirt slope, reaching out from time to time to caress the fallen war horses, so that they could calm down and not get up in a commotion.

So when Li Yuncong crouched in the grass outside the city, and after hearing that Murong Qiushui had the advantage of the scene, he proudly walked on the city wall and said bad things about Ding Yi, Li Yuncong felt that this guy who was on the city wall a hundred steps away, that is, two hundred meters away, had seen a small black dot in the gap and crosshairs, and it should be that killing him would have some tactical value - at least it could boost morale, right? Obviously, that guy is stimulating the friendly forces in the city.

Li Yuncong made a gesture to the observer hand beside him, and after the observer hand confirmed, he began to report the wind resistance and other readings, in fact, the distance of two hundred meters, and there is no sniper scope, the correction significance of these things is not necessarily too big, but Ding Yi is more willing to let them be familiar with this process first, and form this process into a habit.

Then the observer also picked up his steel tube spiral-rifled barrel rifling pistol, pulled the nose, and inserted a copper primer, for his main value now was to provide the main shooter with a supplementary shot. He also aimed at Murong Qiushui on the city wall, or the black dot that moved from time to time, at such a distance, the naked sight was just a point.

The observer waited for Li Yuncong's gunshot.

The gun will always go off.

But this shot did not work as well as the previous one. Directly kill the soldier who was about to raise a bow to attack Ding Yi. The bullet just swept across Murong Qiushui's left arm, cutting a bloody wound, which made Murong Qiushui subconsciously shrink his body. Then his skull was torn open by the bullet, and the entire skull burst open, and blood, brains, and hairy scalps splattered on the heads and faces of the men behind him.

Because he shrunk down and let the observer shoot the shot, which had been aimed at the middle of the black dot, it had been hit in his head. Murong Qiushui's proud archery skills. There was no chance to use it at all, and he didn't even have a chance to shoot an arrow at Li Yuncong and them.

More powerful archery than the eagle archers on the steppe. The archery technique that can face two adult black blind men and four or five young people is the same as Tuoba Zhenge's big axe, and there is no chance to use it at all. If Tuoba Zhenge at least died in the hands of Ding Yi, Murong Qiushui was a little more wronged, he was even killed by someone. It's not clear.

This is not their time anymore. Not anymore.

Skillful, fierce and brave, and superior in skill, since the first steel spiral rifled barrel was introduced, it began to announce that the era of cold weapons has entered a complete decline. There may be a little time left to breathe, and it will be an irreversible trend of the times after all.

Listening to the sound of the thunderclap, and then when the leader who followed Murong Qiushui died so terrifyingly, those Jianghu men immediately chose to put down the drawbridge and open the city gate. Rushed down the walls and began to flee outside the city, as they thought. If you lose, then accept the result of becoming the king and losing the king, and let go of the county.

And Zheng Ang's side didn't want to fight with this gang at all at this time, and wanted to fight a bloody way to escape, so he didn't give the order to fight at all, but was ready to climb up to the city immediately, release those old rebels who had just been captured, and then take over the city wall again.

But it was obvious that Li Yuncong outside the city didn't think so, and when he watched the drawbridge at the city gate slowly being lowered, he made a decision and ordered the observers around him: "Blow the trumpet and prepare for battle." So the high trumpet sounded for the first time in front of this Huaiji county.

When the trumpet sounded, the cavalry behind the dirt slope began to get up, pulled up the horses, and then took out the bags of fine material and fed the horses, and gave them a little water, and by this time the drawbridge had been lowered, but just as the rebels ran out of the city gates, the guns began to sound.

Although the eight snipers would not lose their accuracy in such a dense crowd, after all, the scattered gunfire could not cause much shock, but when these two or three hundred chaotic troops rushed out of the drawbridge and rushed onto the official road, at a position about fifty steps away from the county city wall, they stumbled on a thin rope close to the ground - before Ding Yi entered the city, he killed the archers on the city wall here, attracting the attention of the defenders of the city, it was not a sudden incident, whether someone raised a bow and arrow at Ding, he stayed in that position to attract the attention of the watchmenso that the four revolvers could calmly set up the thunderbolts—the twigs of the bushes in the grass bounced up, the grenades were bounced, and the tabs tied to the bottom of the bushes were torn off, and they fell into the midst of the rebels, and no one paid any attention to the five or six little things with iron heads and wooden handles, so they used loud noises, bursts of iron balls, and flying prefabricated fragments to cut flesh and blood, to take life, to attract attention.

This wave of grenades alone caused at least fifty rebels to fall, and countless others were slightly injured and blown up. And before they could come to their senses, the eight revolvers, of the four revolvers, began to take turns to burst out tongues of fire and fire.

Of course, these four revolvers were far from having Ding Yi's gun sense or marksmanship, but there were too many routs crowded in front of and behind the drawbridge, so much so that almost all of the forty-eight bullets they fired in the first round hit the target. Then they lay down in the grass, poured out the hot shells from the revolver's nest, and picked them up into their bags before loading them with new bullets.

Ding Yi told them that they could exchange the cartridge casings for a new bullet, and if anyone had fewer cartridge casings, then his ration would be reduced accordingly. This is really because of the lack of production line, and the helpless way to take it. It wasn't until the four revolvers reloaded that the chaotic soldiers finally discovered their target, and they hesitated without a leader.

One hesitation was enough to decide their fate.

The four revolvers did not continue to develop, they climbed up, threw a grenade each, and then fell back into the grass.

If these rebels didn't hesitate just now, most of them still had bows and arrows in their hands, and they shot a volley, and the revolvers without armor would almost not have been spared, but they didn't do it, Murong Zhenge's death brought them a great shock, so much so that they lost their fighting spirit to the death.

And when these four grenades exploded, the team of the rebels was cut down by another layer, and at least thirty or forty people fell for it, because of the lack of strength, so the grenades carried by the four revolvers were not as equipped with iron beads, charges, etc., so in terms of lethality, it was much worse than those few tricks, but these rebels seemed to rely on each other, which could make them more courageous in the face of death.

So even if it was a lesson, this prefabricated fragment also achieved extremely good results.

The rest of the rebels immediately ran back, hoping to retreat into the walls so that they would not see the scythe of death.

It's just that they had to witness another thing: the cavalry, which was destined to retire from the stage of history, played the glorious role of the later era. Although there are only ten horses, although the war horses are not familiar with them on weekdays, this is not important, the cavalry wearing three layers of armor does not need to be extremely fast.

As long as the horse can run.

Then the ten of them just ran over it.

There were some rebels who reacted quickly, bending their bows and arrows, but the chicken breastplate under the battle robe was enough to make those long arrows in vain.

In this way they penetrated the remaining two hundred or so rebels, and drove in through the open gates.

Not only did they penetrate the rebels who ran to the city gate on the drawbridge, but also more than 100 rebels from the city gate scalpers and Zheng Ang, and those who couldn't avoid it were also directly cut down and knocked down more than a dozen people. So to make matters worse, the rebels who had been killed and injured by Murong Qiushui a lot, so that the battle loss rate reached about 20%, they collapsed, and together with the scalpers and Zheng Ang, they were also coerced by the soldiers under their hands and fled in all directions.

These ten horsemen rushed up the city wall, and they finally stopped, after all, there were only ten horsemen, and they were not familiar war horses, so it was impossible to rely on them to take the entire county seat, but at least, they guarded a passage for Ding Yi and Wen Fatzi to retreat. But at this moment, the ten sergeants on the city wall looked at it, from the street in front of the county yamen, countless people were surging, and in front of the crowd, there were two familiar figures riding on horses, but they were Ding Yi and Wen Fatzi.

Scalpers and Zheng Ang, who only brought a few cronies, were spontaneously surrendered by the people, and most of the other scattered Jianghu people and rebels were also taken down by the people, and almost the entire people in Huaiji County followed behind Ding Yi, nearly 10,000 people, the so-called people exceeded 10,000, and it was really all over the mountains.

It seems that Ding Yi has captured the hearts of the people in this county.

The ten heavy horsemen did not dare to try and then rush to kill the other three city gates.

But a Ding Yi took the county.

The blade gambles on his life, and the remnants of the base duel are no longer Ding Yi's battlefield.

What he won was not the county seat, what he won was what everyone expected.

"That's what he is." The sergeant on the city wall took off his helmet, slapped his legs and laughed wildly, "If it weren't for such heroes, how could I win you and me to follow?" That's right, it's worth giving him his life! ”

There is no love for no reason, no hate for no reason, and naturally there is no following for no reason.

If you follow, you will die, you will be implicated, and you will have to pay for your life and blood.

The heavy rider spoke to the hearts of the group.

also spoke the hearts of the excited people walking behind Ding Yi.

Ding Rongcheng is a hero in the world, a good official who can save the people, and a character worthy of working for him. (To be continued......)