"Quick! Fast! Go left! ”

"Dada...... Dadada......"

Looking at the devil team chasing in the distance, the mountain eagle had an urge to cry. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't think I should have left the team of the mountain artillery in the first place!

This has just crossed the Songhua River, and before entering the Weihu Mountain area, he was bitten by the devil's tail!

The original devil squad of more than a dozen people quickly increased to 100 people after the gunshot!

I don't know where these devils came from, the crooked handles, grenadiers, and hula bullets and shells have never stopped!

If it weren't for these mobile arsenals, it would be impossible for me to resist them!

"Pillars! Throw a round!! ”

"Okay, Third Master!"

"Bang ・・・・・"

Looking at the skillful technique of his subordinates operating the grenadier barrel, the mountain carving was also relieved.

"If you go five miles to the east, you will reach Huanan, this route is too ruthless!"

The mountain eagle was a little hesitant to destroy the munitions, and led his beard to move forward quickly.

The speed of the mules and horses in the sleigh is too slow, and there is not snow everywhere on this plain!

"Third master, just in the dark, enter Huanan, the devils of Shuangyashan and Huanan are all killed in Yilan!"

Xie Wendong, who was tortured by the devil, lay weakly on the sleigh and whispered a few words to the mountain eagle riding a donkey in front of him.

The mountain carving with the Three Uniques shook his ears and nodded, "Speed up!" Pillars, one more round! ”

"Bang Bang..."

Seeing the tactics of Xiangma Mountain, with so many munitions, the mountain eagle now dares to play with firepower.

Devil, if it doesn't hurt, you don't know how to call your mother!

The smoke caused by the grenade effectively stopped the pursuit of the devil, and with the suppression of the grenade, the devil did not dare to press too hard.

However, the mountain eagle knew that he had to get rid of these devils as soon as possible, otherwise, the devils in the back team would chase after him, and his 1,000 people and more than 1,000 mules and horses would immediately finish the game!

"Bang Bang..."

"Kill ・・・・・"

"Avenge the commander, kill the little devil!"

Just when the mountain carver was unable to move, under the dim sky, thousands of figures suddenly rushed out on both sides of the snow-covered road.

There were no horses, no cannons, only a few small rifles in front of them.

The people holding hoes and wooden sticks high in the back, accompanied by the sparse gunfire of Hanyangzao and Sanba Dagai, rushed towards the hundred-man team of devils in the rear.

"Dada-da-da..."

"Old cannon, lead people to rush over with the villagers!!"

"Okay, Third Master!"

"Bang Bang..."

The devil didn't panic in the slightest, picked up the crooked handle in his arms and swept wildly towards the crowd.

Like cutting wheat, the people who were swept to the ground let out an earth-shattering cry, relying on their broken bodies, trying to resist the rain of bullets for the people behind them, just to be able to buy even a second of time to charge.

"Get up!! People who don't want to be slaves!! ”

"If you can't survive, you will fight!!"

"Kill!!"

The roar of the people roared out the most painful pain of living in this era.

"Boom..."

The mountain carving's men rode on a donkey with their ears covered and blindfolded, and quickly approached the devil, and immediately threw the grenade hanging on his body using the method taught by Hibiki Ma.

But that's a bit of a difference!

Not only were the devils crushed to death, but some of their beards were also crumbled to the ground.

Although the Liao-made Type 13 rifle captured from the puppet Manchu army is inferior to the remaining 38 big covers, its performance is not inferior to that of the Zhongzheng that has not yet appeared!

There was a thudding and banging, and people on both sides fell with the sound.

More than a thousand charging civilians fell in pieces, and the beard near the devil was replaced with a brand new box cannon.

"Toast gives !!"

"Kill !!"

After arranging the mule and horse procession to move on, the mountain eagle turned around and turned the donkey, and also rushed to the devil's team.

"Little devil nests grass your ancestors!!"

Xie Wendong, who was lying on the sleigh and was dragged away from the battlefield, picked up a 38 cover next to him, laboriously pulled the bolt, and pushed the bullet in.

"Smack・・・・・

The devils who were attacked on three sides stood very scattered, and under the command of Shao Zuo, they wanted to gather together and form a formation to meet the impact of the people's ranks.

But the beard, who was familiar with the physical advantages of the devil, did not give the devil a chance, raised his hand and inserted the short blade into the donkey's buttocks, letting it rush towards the devils who were huddled together.

The donkey's temper is stubborn, but it is not something that the devil's bayonet can resist!

Before the emaciated people could get closer, a large number of donkeys with their blindfolded ears snorting and crashing into the devil with a scream.

Between the donkeys, the beard was already carrying the box cannon and spilling the bullets.

And the mountain eagle relied on accurate marksmanship to kill Shao Zuo who was hiding in the crowd of devils!

Although one-on-one, or three-on-one, the emaciated people are no match for the devils.

But when the chaotic crowd overwhelms the devils, it's no longer a matter of a few against a few!

The scrawny man desperately clung to the bayonet stuck in his abdomen, just so that his companion next to him could hit the devil with a hoe or a wooden stick.

"Kill these brutes!"

"Stab them!!"

"Kill, ahhhh

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, holding a wooden spear, thrust the rusty gun head into the devil's armpit!

But the thin figure can't poke into the iron that may have been dulled because it was buried in the ground.

Seeing this, the two women behind him hurriedly pushed the young man hard.

The stabbed devil wailed and grabbed the barrel of the gun with one hand, and tried to pull out the bayonet stuck in the corpse with the other hand, but the slain, who was thin into ribs, hugged the blade with his bony hands before he died.

The young man who had achieved the results tried his best to pull out his spear, but he couldn't do anything about the barrel of the gun that the devil was gripping, so he reached out and grabbed the broken blade of the bayonet on the ground, and slashed it fiercely on the neck of the devil who was wailing with the spear.

Blood mixed with sludge was everywhere, and I don't know if it was a devil or a teenager.

The boy looked at the devil's steaming Adam's apple, licked his chapped lips, let out a beastly roar, and pounced.

The battle was still going on all around, and the crowd of people participating in the battle was increasing, and hundreds of beards had already besieged the remaining dozen devils.

"Watch out for grenades!!"

The mountain carving that hacked the two devils to death, reached out and took out the lead tube from his waist, inserted it into the grenade, and threw it at the devil crowd.

After half a ring, the battlefield was completely silent, and only more than a hundred stripped corpses remained, as well as two large sets of lighted firewood.

"Third master, it's Xie Wendong's old department"

"What about the losses?"

"Two hundred and three of the brethren died, and half of the people were broken!"

"Is there enough food for the mountain cannon?"

"Enough is enough, but when we get to the ground, it is estimated that there will be no food!"

"They helped us, and they still came for Xie Wendong's revenge, bloody and righteous, they can't help but bring it! Moreover, so many arms can't be wasted in vain, it's better to carry someone than to pile that! The problem of food, let's talk about it when we get to the ground, it's a big deal to find a mountain to grab! ”

"Yes, Third Master!"

"Walk fifty miles east from Hua Nan, go south to Shilong Mountain, go back to your hometown and take a look, if that group of fierce girls is still there, let's go to the old north wind."