The sound of the opening and closing of the Type 02 rifle gas tank gate sounded like heaven to Shi Hao, who had just experienced the moment of life and death, but for the warriors of the Andur family, it was like the music of death.

There were five rounds of ammunition in each cavalry magazine, and there was already enough compressed air in the gas tank, and when fifty cavalrymen with cavalry guns fired from both sides of the convoy, the bullets, which were so small that they were difficult to catch with the naked eye, rushed to pounce on the enemy who was still bending their bows and arrows, or preparing to charge, forming a rain of bullets.

Those enemies who were not much defenseless watched inexplicably as blood sprayed out of their bodies or their companions. Some bullets also hit the horses, and the horses that were shot spilled more blood than humans, and neighed violently. The rest of the bullets hit the wooden carriage, which had no magical defenses at all, and the bullets easily pierced through the carriage and door panels, burrowing into the carriage, provoking a series of screams and screams.

Inigo, the butler, felt a heavy punch to his lower back, and the sharp pain accompanied by a numbness spread from his waist, and the feeling was transmitted to wherever it was, and it was like losing contact with the mind, completely uncontrollable.

He felt his body stiffen, his hands and feet became weak, and even his consciousness began to blur.

His hand touched his abdomen, and the palm of his hand was dyed red in an instant. He lowered his head and watched as the circle of blood on his clothes grew larger, larger, and then spread to most of his body.

"This, what kind of spell is this......" he said in fits and starts, looking dazed, and he turned, like a lame puppet, staggering towards the carriage, trying to find a place to hide. But he didn't take two steps when another bullet flew and struck his temple, splattering blood, and this time Steward Iñigo fell cleanly and never got up again.

Leo fired a second round of bullets, killing the crooked old man, and with his leg in the belly of the horse, the horse ran in an arc through the sparse woods, and then moved away from the convoy again. He held the riding gun in one hand, took out a magazine from the ammunition pouch with the other, pressed the bullet into the gun, and then pointed a ring-inlaid spar on the middle finger of his left hand at the inflatable magic circle, the magic circle brightened and darkened with his breathing, and after ten breaths, the air pressure in the gas tank reached a state that could be excited, and his whole movement was like a cloud of water. Behind him, ten horsemen made the same move, although they were not as skilled as Leo and their movements were uneven, but each of them loaded their rifles before Leo turned his horse's head.

"Brothers, give them one more round. Keep an eye on those who still want to resist, and kill those who don't lay down their weapons. Leo held the reins in his left hand and his rifle in his right hand, and once again led the two squads behind him towards each other.

Most of the viscount guards who suffered two rounds of fire had just woken up from the sudden blow, and they began to look for cover and try to dodge the bullets, but the Chinese attacked from both flanks at the same time, which made many people unable to dodge, avoiding the bullets in front, but receiving blows from behind.

It was not that no one fought back with bows and arrows on the spot, but these people often became the priority targets of the Chinese cavalry. Ordinary people and low-level warriors had no defense against airsoft bullets, and most of them were killed by indiscriminate shots before they could shoot an arrow.

In the confusion, only the leader of the guard and the two mid-rank warriors held their ground, and the three of them began to roll over and dismount, using their horses as cover to dodge attacks more flexibly. They dodged and approached, shielding each other from attacks from the rear, fending off the bullets with fighting spirit, while firing arrows with longbows to return fire, and although they were also wounded by bullets, the arrows fired also shot off the horses of the three Chinese cavalrymen.

Leo noticed a few more masters here, and he shouted, "A platoon follow me to deal with the three archers who have gathered together." He himself pounced on the three men, his rifle in his hand, and when he was in range, he fired five rounds at the nearest enemy on his side. The sound of his gunfire seemed to point out the direction to his companions behind, and the storm of bullets whistled past his ears, directly hitting the enemy, although he had a fighting spirit to protect himself, he was still covered in blood and mist by these bullets, and even more unfortunately, a bullet happened to hit one of his eyes, and the sharp pain of the eye being pierced made him throw away the longbow in his hand, cover his face and scream, and the fighting spirit on his body was also seriously disturbed. Immediately, he was hit by a bullet from behind.

Leo inserted the exhausted cavalry rifle into the holster on the saddle, suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist, and rushed towards the second mid-rank warrior, who was already covered in blood, and seeing that the Chinese cavalry was close at hand, he hurriedly threw away the longbow in his hand, drew his long sword, and prepared to charge at the few cavalrymen in front of him.

At this time, Leo held the knife horizontally, and the horse flashed behind him, and the saber infused with fighting spirit was extremely hard and sharp, and with the help of horsepower, the power of the knife far exceeded that of ordinary attacks. The enemy didn't have a chance to react at all, and Leo's head was stabbed off and flew into the sky.

The two strongest warriors fell one after the other, provoking the wrath of the captain of the guard, who threw his longbow as a weapon at Leo. The longbow infused with fighting energy roared in, and Leo raised his knife to block it, but he didn't expect that it was difficult to deal with the layers of fighting energy contained in the middle of this throw, and he was thrown off his horse at once.

The leader of the guards rushed with his sword, and several swords in a row, suppressing Leo, who had not yet stood firm, was in a hurry.

However, just as he was about to injure Leo. Shots rang out from behind him, and several bullets hit him in the back. Then a saber struck him from behind. A long, deep bloody wound was drawn on his back.

It turned out that Shi Hao had arrived, and after dodging the bows and arrows at the beginning, he took advantage of the fact that the guards were disrupted by the fire of the Chinese cavalry, and rushed towards the convoy in search of an opportunity.

The sharp attack of the Chinese caused the people around the leader of the guards to flee one after another. Shi Hao took advantage of the fact that the leader of the guards was attracted by Leo, leaned over and shot and swung his knife behind him, severely injuring him.

After Shi Hao injured the leader of the guard, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and with the help of Leo, he slashed this warrior whose strength was higher than him under the knife without a few swords.

As soon as the leader of the guards fell, the remaining viscount guards immediately began to scatter. They no longer had the heart to fight, but fled for their lives in all directions. Shi Hao immediately began to shout, telling them to quickly surrender and save their lives.

But his words didn't do much, and in the end, except for a few guards who surrendered on their knees, most of them chose to continue to flee, but all of them didn't escape far before they were chased and killed by the Chinese cavalry.