The French finally poured out, just to fight for this one life exit, anyone understands, this is a key node, the French soldiers in white uniforms shouted like a tide into the battlefield, the battlefield in front of the third front was occupied by the French, in front of as many as 10,000 French troops, only more than 4,000 people of the fifth town left army mark, plus about a thousand troops, is not enough to see, the Chinese defense line is like a small boat in the stormy seas, about to capsize in a moment. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Feng Zicai's eyes almost exploded, and he shouted, "Give me armor, I'll go down and rush them!" There is no reason for the sons and daughters to fight alone! He was really angry at this time, and he really couldn't think of why Zuo Zongtang would arrange a team of thousands of people to block the large army of the French army here! The French are eager to retreat, for the sake of safety, they can do anything, and naturally they can go out! The New Army's striking of an egg on a stone like this was a complete act of sending him to death, but since he had an order, he had to carry it out to the letter, and he was about to turn around and walk down the command platform and go to the front to join the battle, but he was pulled by the shoulder.

"What is the old general anxious about, we still have treasures that we haven't sacrificed!"

"You're talking about lightning cannons? How useful that thing can be," Feng Zicai said suspiciously, "It's nothing more than a few shots, at most to scare and scare people." ”

"Just wait and see!" Chu Yunfei was full of confidence, "Someone, give orders, light the fire," he shouted, "Shoot!" ”

"Yes!"

Fang Huihong stood on the front line with a big stick and waved it vigorously, his strength was great, so the weapons used were all such thick and large weapons, the wooden stick was nailed with many iron nails, imitating the appearance of a mace, in such a temporary wartime, it was definitely impossible to find such a strange weapon as a mace, so temporarily use a wooden stick to replace one or two, the wooden stick is lighter, Fang Huihong waved it, it was easier and simpler, the wooden stick turned into a phantom, blocking the three-meter-wide defense line in front of him, and several musketeers were repelled by Fang Huihong, But he was still unwilling, slammed a few times with a musket, and shot at Fang Huihong, he was caught off guard, and was shot in the chest and two or three times, but obviously, Fang Huihong was also wearing that very magical vest, his body only shook slightly, did not fall, but stimulated his ferocity, he stepped forward with a horse, and knocked a French soldier with a stick, and then the wooden stick swept, sweeping another French army to the ground, and the new army soldiers on the side were fast-eyed, stabbed, and the saber was cut down, and the unlucky ghost was killed.

Fang Huihong's chest felt a faint tingling, obviously this vest is not omnipotent and can completely resist the shooting, fortunately he is still wearing a steel helmet, which is slightly safer, he raised his head, the French army in front of him rushed up, stopping Fang Huihong, he hurriedly waved the mace, but obviously, there were more people on the opposite side, and he hugged him, his wooden stick stopped his chest, but it became a burden to stop his attack, and several French soldiers pressed Fang Huihong to the ground, A bearded Frenchman smirked and raised his bayonet to thrust him in the chest, when a new soldier knocked the French away with his body and stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a dagger in his hand, but he was also pierced in the back by a French bayonet.

More and more people fell, Fang Huihong was saved, but the brothers on the side were dying more and more, he gasped, confused and watched more and more French troops rush forward, the Chinese soldiers who struggled to resist were like reefs in the big waves, and they were gradually submerged by the big waves, he gritted his teeth, touched the blood stains on his face, and continued to wave the wooden stick, he just understood that he couldn't lose the face of the Cui Army, and he couldn't let the foreign devils be proud!

More and more French soldiers poured into the battlefield, their white clothes were very eye-catching even at dusk, like a flock of white swans roosting here, Chu Yunfei looked at the French army more and more with a smile, he seemed to have become the commander of the French army, seeing that the French army had the advantage, he laughed instead, Feng Zicai jumped on the side, "Hurry up, General Chu, what other moths, take them out!" Don't wait any longer! ”

Several high platforms about two meters above the ground were behind the third line of defense, Chu Yunfei nodded, "It's time." ”

Fang Huihong only felt as if there was a sound of da-da, from near to far, getting closer and closer, louder and louder, originally low and inaudible, but in the end it became louder and louder, deafening, covering up all the sounds of fighting on the battlefield, he felt that this sound was too strange, da-da-da, as if a blacksmith was quickly beating on the hot iron that had just been baked, the rhythm was crisp and charming, and it was impossible to be distracted on the battlefield, but Fang Huihong couldn't help but be distracted, he pushed away a few French soldiers in front of him, and turned his head, Looking at the direction of the voice, it turned out to be those high platforms that have not played any role, and a black muzzle was exposed on the high platform, and there was nothing strange about the muzzle, and the musket himself had seen and played, but he had never seen such a rapid shot!

The muzzle of the gun spat out fire, and the bullet was quickly fired, and it tilted the fire over Fang Huihong's head towards the French position, "Get down!" A team of the new army pounced and threw Fang Huihong to the ground, "Go back!" He said loudly, "This is a lightning cannon, and if you hit it, you will die!" ”

The lightning cannons on the five high platforms clicked, and they seemed to be never tired of firing bullets, Feng Zicai clenched his fists hard, and was stunned to see the French soldiers in white military uniforms in front of him fall to the ground one after another like rice, unable to get up again, bright red blood stained their white military uniforms, like blooming red flowers, he trembled and pointed to the so-called "lightning cannons" on those high platforms with two huge wheels The wheels are the size of the "lightning cannon", Feng Zicai thought it was a small cart at first! I didn't expect it to be such a big killer!

"This, this, this," Feng Zicai was stunned, "Aren't muskets and artillery going to be reloaded once at a time?" Your new army's nine-sub guns also have to be fired nine times before reloading, what's the matter," he pointed with a trembling finger at the lightning cannons that seemed to never need to be reloaded, "this lightning cannon, what the hell are you messing with!" "There is a little water vapor on the turret now, and he really can't understand why there is such a weapon!

"Boss, how dare I come here without this lightning cannon?" Chu Yunfei said with a smile, "This thing can't shoot six hundred bullets per minute, even if the French have three heads and six arms, they will die here!" ”

Please add a flock of penguins to the iron powder of this book: 373017846 (to be continued.) )