The last distance is very fatal, the Qing army is fatal, and the Fan army is also fatal.

The Qing army hiding behind the shield and shield continued to release guns and arrows at the stone tower, and dozens of tiger-clothed rattan soldiers took advantage of the cover of the smoke of fire, and the cat held the shield and rushed forward, and after paying a few lives, they successfully broke through more than ten zhang.

"Follow me!"

Fukangan, who was protected by his subordinates, shouted, raised a shield in his left hand, and waved a knife in his right hand to take the lead again.

"Bang bang" There was a burst of gunfire, more than a dozen tiger-clothed rattan soldiers fell to the ground, and the three armored soldiers in front of Fukangan were also shot and rolled down the slope.

"Be careful, sir!"

The two armoured soldiers couldn't help but hug Fudu, and the other few soldiers stood in front of Fukangan without fear of life and death, and protected their Fuda people with a human wall.

Jia Liu, who had been staring at Fukangan, licked his somewhat dry lips with his tongue and patted Madri in front of him: "Up!" ”

"Up!"

Together, the Sauron warriors held the slab diagonally above their heads, their eyes watching the ground move forward slowly. They don't know anything about what lies ahead.

Seeing this, where could the cunning Qing troops below come up, and in the shouting, one musket after another hit Jia Liu's head.

The sound of "popping" on the baffle plate came and went, like hail, and what made Jia Liu excited was that his new defensive tool had a perfect effect, except for two people on the side who were hit, one of them was hit by a gun that passed through the gap, and the others were not hit by the gun.

On the other side, Fukangan noticed that the thief's musket was attracted by Jia Jia Shikai's side, and quickly grasped the fighter plane and led the Huyi rattan soldiers to rush forward again.

The number of Qing troops is too much, and there are only more than 80 people in the two stone blocks, where can the two Qing armies be suppressed at the same time.

The speed of reloading potions can't keep up.

After leading the Huyi rattan soldiers to successfully break through to the place occupied by the previous group of rattan soldiers, Fukangan hurriedly ordered to continue to form a shield array to advance forward, successfully attracting the firepower of the Fan army again.

Seeing this, Jia Liu's side also hurriedly ordered to move forward.

If the two parties continue to cooperate in this way, there will be no problem at all if they successfully approach the bottom of the stone block, and the follow-up will depend on how to knock on the iron door of the stone block.

"Shoot the arrows, release the arrows!"

Fukangan continued to drink and ordered the tiger clothes and rattan soldiers to use the gap to release arrows at the stone block, and some soldiers of the Jiangxi Green Battalion who had been suppressed before were also led by Guo Xiu, a general in Ganzhou, to rush to reinforcements, and the two sides exchanged guns and arrows under the stone block, and the smell of gunpowder became more and more choking.

"My lord, it's up suddenly!"

Zhang Dabiao pointed to Fukangan, who was in the middle of the Huyi rattan regiment in front of him, and said in a low voice: "That kid is kept in the middle, and there is no way to start!" ”

Jia Liu lifted the iron pot in his hand up, and after glancing at Fukangan, he let Zhang Dabiao see the opportunity to act, and then ordered a rapid advance.

Anyway, the Qing Dynasty gave him power, gave him a wife, and he had to be kind.

However, the team walked forward less than two feet against the fender board, and the soldiers of the Fan army on the stone blockade threw a large number of jars filled with fire oil from a high place, and the "thunderbolt horn" made a sound of the altar breaking, and then the air was filled with the pungent smell of fire oil.

Jia Liu's consciousness was not good, and before he could shout to stop advancing, the fire burned.

A group of tiger-clothed rattan soldiers who rushed under the stone towers regardless of life and death were shrouded in the fire, some ran back, some rolled on the ground, and the wails were terrifying.

After the Qing army retreated from the last attack, they collected a large amount of dry firewood and placed it a few zhang below the stone block, which not only rose a raging flame after burning, but also produced a large amount of choking black smoke, so that hundreds of armored Qing troops not only had to endure the scorching heat, but also became uncomfortable to breathe, and had to cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves, and there were coughs everywhere.

Jia Liu is no exception.

He wants to smoke the thieves, and the thieves also want to smoke them.

The ideas are the same, but the means are different.

Wolong and phoenix chicks.

The Fukangan side near the stone tower was even more chaotic, the shield array became unformed because of the smoke and fire, and the army on the stone tower took the opportunity to shoot continuously, and the tiger-clothed rattan soldiers who lost their protection continued to fall.

Jia Liu squinted his eyes, how much he hoped that Fanjun's gun could hit Fukangan and solve this thorn for him. However, the gunshots rang out, and Fukangan, who was extremely conspicuous in the crowd, just didn't hit, but his own soldiers who desperately protected him were hit by several people.

At this time, Fu is in front and Jia is in the back, and there is no chance to shoot black guns.

When Jia Liu wondered if he was withdrawing, Chang Yuchun beside him suddenly jumped up, pulled over a wet quilt on a baffle and draped it over his body, holding a bamboo pole and rushing towards the burning place of the fire.

"Haruko, come back!"

Jia Liuda was shocked, but Yang Yuchun had already rushed out and disappeared in the smoke in the blink of an eye, and then heard an explosion from under the stone tower.

After about seven or eight breaths of the explosion, a strong spicy smell that irritated the nose spread in the air, and everyone who smelled it coughed loudly, and their eyes could not be opened in an instant.

"Cover!"

Jia Liu did not hesitate to take out the towel soaked in the water bladder and quickly tied it to his nose.

The subordinates also have a wet towel for everyone.

"Throw the medicine bag over!"

Eight Sauron soldiers, with wet towels covering their mouths and noses, rushed out at the same time when they heard the order, throwing javelins and throwing the lit medicine bags towards the stone pillboxes.

I couldn't throw the medicine bag into the stone pillbox, so I had to blow it up outside.

After several explosions, the side of the stone block, the side of the ramp, completely became a place where humans could not survive.

The Huyi rattan soldiers commanded by Fukangan could not bear it, and fled down the slope in the whole line, and many people could not open their eyes, and the result was either stumbling down the hill or running around like blind people.

A personal soldier pulled Fukangan to run down, Fukangan, whose eyes could only squint, almost fell, and subconsciously looked over when he ran to Jia Liu's side, and then he heard a gunshot, his neck hurt, and his body fell to the side with a weakness.

The gun was not fired by Jia Liu, nor was it fought by Zhang Dabiao, and they had no chance to do it at all.

Jia Liu was stunned and looked up at the same time, and vaguely saw a figure flashing from the hill on the left, which seemed to be Yang Yuchun.

"Fuku-sama!"

Without thinking too much, he rushed out of the crowd and rushed to Fukangan, and when he got closer, a blood hole in Fukangan's neck was bubbling out, and the person was not dead, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was open to say something, but he couldn't speak because his trachea was pierced, and gradually blood and phlegm overflowed from his mouth.

"Hurry up and carry Master Fu down, quick!"

Several Sauron soldiers stepped forward and hurriedly lifted Fukangan and ran down the mountain, followed by the tiger-clothed rattan soldiers who kept rolling down, and Jia Liu's people were also withdrawing, and they didn't want to block the gun or anything, and they all ran down the mountain without their lives.

No way, you can't stay on the mountain at all, you have to let the wind blow for a while.

When Fukangan was carried to the bottom of the mountain, he had already swallowed his breath.

Several red-eyed Fukangan soldiers looked at the corpse of their master on the ground, and all of them were horrified, and their souls flew away.

Ganzhou General Guo Xiu and Sauron Battalion General Xin Dasu were also dumbfounded, standing there as if they were cramped.

"Take it!"

With Jia Liu's order, Ma Deli and others stepped forward and pressed Fukangan's personal soldiers to the ground.

Jia Liu waved his hand: "Chop!" ”

"Huh!"

Several long knives were waved at the same time, and Fukangan's personal soldiers did not even struggle, and the corpses were separated.

With a "bang", Jia Liu pulled out the long knife that he had never seen blood for the third time, and looked at Guo Xiutong and Xin Dasu with a murderous expression:

"Lord Fu died in battle, I command here, immediately organize your people to attack me, if you can't take it, come to see me!"

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