After killing the archers, Yang Yifei's figure rose into the air, stretched out his hands, and two unsupported MP5K short rushes appeared in his hands, and with a volley in the air, he jumped into the carriage and pulled the trigger on the Tartar soldiers who were holding scimitars and holding spears.

"Sudden Sudden Sudden ......"

"Uhh......hh Ahhh......h

The Tartars fell off their horses in pieces, and the battle broke out in an instant, and then the Tartars were instantly confused, completely unable to figure out what the situation was.

Li Mochou's magazine was quickly emptied, and 20 bullets killed 20 Tartar soldiers, although it was not a gun headshot, but it could be regarded as a bullet.

The main reason is that the other party is too close, but the distance of two zhang, that is, six or seven meters, it can be said that as long as the person who can shoot, it is impossible to miss.

The pistol was empty, Li Mochou did not hesitate, pressed the magazine button with his thumb, the magazine slid down, and at the same time, his left hand wiped on his waist, and the magazine that came out had not yet fallen on the control position, and the second full magazine had been inserted into the chamber.

With his thumb flicked the empty compartment hang-up lever again, the sleeve returned to its position, and by the way, it was loaded, Li Mochou did not pause at all, and immediately began to raise his gun to shoot again.

This set of movements Li Mochou did smoothly and smoothly, and it only took about a second, just like a special soldier who had practiced countless times.

In fact, Yang Yifei only taught her once on the road, and she practiced it herself a few times, and the reason why she was able to do this in a short period of time was due to the fact that she had practiced the net posture since she was a child, and her hands were extremely agile.

Yang Yifei changed the magazine more simply, after the bullet was empty, the gun in his hand disappeared for a moment, and when it appeared in his hand again, the bullet was full, and he pulled the bolt to load it with his telekinesis, and then fired at the Tartar soldiers.

The Tartar soldiers decreased at an incredible speed, falling from the back of their horses to the ground like dumplings, the dense formation, the distance too close, it was too convenient for Yang Yifei to strafe, and in just a few breaths, more than half of the casualties had been killed.

Although they are not soldiers, since they chose to follow the army to Song Tu as an intruder, then Yang Yifei has no grievances under the gun, besides, it is these guys who go to the barracks to report the news, right?

The rest of the Tartar soldiers finally began to be frightened, and one by one they muttered words such as "demon law" and "demon man" in Mongolian, and tried to turn their horses and run away.

However, within a distance of 100 meters, it was still Yang Yifei's attack range, the avenue in the center of the town was a straight road, and the Tartar soldiers fled in front and rear, and he focused on killing those in the rear.

After killing all the Tartar soldiers who had fled backwards, when they turned their heads, the Tartar soldiers in front had already run a hundred meters, but they only had about thirty horsemen left.

"Yang Lang, they're going to run away, let's chase after them!" Li Mochou loaded the last full box into the gun, jumped out of the carriage, and turned around and shouted to Yang Yifei on the roof of the carriage, with excitement on his face.

After the Tartar soldier ran a distance of fifteen zhang, her hit rate dropped greatly, and it took several shots to hit one, after all, she had only learned to use a gun, and she didn't know how to shoot at all.

Yang Yifei looked at the backs of those Tartar soldiers, sneered, and said, "They can't run, I'll show you another powerful magic weapon." ”

Turning his hand and putting away the submachine gun, Yang Yifei spread his hands, and the semi-automatic bazooka that was snatched from the tracker appeared in his hand.

Li Mochou looked at the bazooka that was carried to his shoulder by Yang Yifei with burning eyes, such a big one, the power must be terrifying.

Yang Yifei put the 6-loaded semi-automatic rocket launcher on his shoulder, took a slight aim, decisively pulled the trigger, and fired two rockets in a row to eject.

"Snort...... Sneer......"

Li Mochou saw two long cylindrical objects, dragging out two pillars of smoke in the air, and shooting towards the fleeing Tartar soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

The two violent explosions made Li Mochou's body tremble twice, and the two flames rose, and when the smoke of the explosion dissipated, she found that none of the fleeing Tartar soldiers, even men and horses, could still stand.

Some of them were even directly torn apart, and the ground forty feet away could be described as flesh and blood, with stumps and broken arms scattered, both human and horse.

Li Mochou's eyes widened, and he said in a trembling voice: "Okay...... It's amazing. ”

The trembling voice was because of excitement, not fear, in a sense, Li Mochou was really terrifying, and her adaptability to killing was terrifying.

In the later generations, she may be a female war maniac, but if she is placed in the Xianxia world, nine times out of ten she is a female devil who slaughters the common people, well, in fact, she is also a female devil in the martial arts world, but it can't reach the level of slaughtering the common people.

Yang Yifei put away the bazooka, jumped off the roof of the carriage, and sighed when he heard the words: "Powerful is powerful, but it hurts the heavens and harmony, under normal circumstances, I don't want to use this kind of magic weapon easily." ”

Li Mochou raised his head when he heard this, and said: "Who told them to escape, if they don't run, they will be killed by bullets honestly, and they can still leave a whole corpse!" ”

“……”

Yang Yifei glanced at Li Mochou speechlessly, what a demonic logic, I was speechless, but for Tartar, this logic is very applicable.

In less than two minutes, more than 200 Tartar soldiers were wiped out, although there were still some people on the ground who were not hit and did not die, but Yang Yifei did not plan to waste bullets to replenish the gun.

In this era, there is naturally no means to treat gunshot wounds, and those who suffer gunshot wounds can basically be said to be certain to die, and those who die on the spot will be clean, and those who do not die will only suffer more sins, and finally die in extreme pain.

The battle was witnessed by many, and although there was not a single Han man on the street since the arrival of the Tartar cavalry, there was no shortage of people secretly watching from the windows of the houses on both sides of the street.

Yang Yifei glanced around, and suddenly had a bad taste, he took out a gold bar and held it in his hand, and said loudly: "All the people of the Han family, listen, my husband and wife are from the south, and they are here to slaughter the Tartars. ”

"When I first arrived at the precious land, I was not familiar with the place, and I couldn't find where the Tartar soldiers were stationed, as the so-called relying on my parents at home and relying on my friends when I went out, there were twelve taels of gold, which friend was willing to lead the way to the Tartar soldiers station, and the twelve taels of gold were given to him."

"Poof"

As soon as Yang Yifei's voice fell, Li Mochou suddenly couldn't help laughing, these words came out in the tone of a person who ran the rivers and lakes to sell his art, but he had an indescribable sense of joy.

At this moment, ......a loud shout sounded, "I don't want gold, I want to take you to the Tartar garrison." ”

The two of them turned their heads to look and sighed, but saw that the woodcutter who had just reported to them was striding towards them.

When he ran closer, Yang Yifei looked at him with interest and said, "It's you!" Why haven't you come home yet? ”

When the woodcutter heard this, he laughed miserably: "Home? Where do I still have a home? Now that shabby hut is just a place to stay. ”

Yang Yifei's face sank, "Has your family been harmed by the Tartars?" ”

The woodcutter nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "The villain Daniel Zhang, originally a person from Nanyang, has no father since childhood, it was my sister who brought me up, and more than ten years ago, my sister was robbed back to the house by the local tartars, and she was humiliated and thrown into the well." ”

"I found an opportunity to kill the Zheng, fled to a small market village outside the town, tired and hungry, fainted outside the village, fortunately the villagers rescued me, I built a thatched hut in the village, to chop wood for a living, living to this day."

After talking about his experience, Daniel Zhang took out the gold bar from his arms, held it in front of Yang Yifei, and knelt down on his legs, "Gongzi is benevolent and righteous, the villain does not seek wealth and wealth, but asks Gongzi to accept the villain as an entourage." ”

"The villain is willing to lead the horse and whip for the son's wife, go to the soup and go to the fire, just ask the son to pass on my ability to slaughter the tartars, and the villain will swear allegiance to the son."