Chapter 162: Ning Wangjun Charge!

"Come on! Fill the grain cart with sandbags, pour water on the sandbags, and hide behind the cart side by side, paving the way for Lao Tzu! ”

The cart was quickly filled with water-soaked sandbags, more than a dozen carts side by side, hundreds of soldiers hid behind the cart, shouted with all their might, and rushed in the direction of Makqin's roar!

Chu Haikuo's hand holding the telescope was slippery and greasy, and he looked very pale with too much force. Whether or not the things deduced in the brain can be achieved depends on the test of actual combat. If it doesn't work, he and his 20,000 brothers will have no choice but to disarm and surrender! Rush up! Bullets popped into sandbags and splashed countless water!

Blocked! Chu Haikuo waved his left fist excitedly! Take advantage of the situation to wipe the sweat from your face and sit on the ground with your ass! "Come on! That's how all carts work! It's all piled up on the side of the Wolf Army! Let's go home! ”

"General! There are not enough sacks! ”

Chu Haikuo was furious: "Idiot! Don't you have bags of that grain? Are you still going to take it back? Pour out all the grain! ”

There are many people and great strength, and thousands of soldiers are moving together, and in an instant, hundreds of carts rushed towards the wolf cooking army at the river bay, completely blocking Makqin's shooting boundary! Ning Wang's army cheered, this demon's whip really made everyone cry, they couldn't stop it, the projectile hit the body was a transparent hole, and when it hit the legs and feet, it was shattered, and in just a quarter of an hour, more than 3,000 brothers were lying in a pool of blood and no longer moved. I didn't expect the general to have the means to turn decay into a magical immortal, and he actually came up with a way to survive!

Chang Yulu was shocked, there were only two of them in Makqin, and the rest were in the main force. Makqin is good, but it's a pity that it's not easy to move. When you use it, you also need to preset the position, and at the very least, you have to hold the tripod steady before you can shoot.

"Quick! Shift positions! Chang Yulu ordered loudly, and the two Makqin moved positions with difficulty. However, the opponent did not attack, but just followed Makqin to move dozens of carts back and forth.

Chang Yulu sighed, at this time, the biggest weakness of the Cooking Wolf Army was finally exposed, there were too few people! As long as the other party comes up with a way to restrain firearms, the number of people will become the most fatal weakness of the wolf cooking army!

Chu Haikuo stood up, and he was greeted with great admiration! He pretended to pat the dirt on his ass relaxedly: "Go!" Go home! ”

The rear army of King Ning cheered: "Go home!" ”

At this moment, Zhu Feng was killed! Da-da-da-da! Makqin's shouts of joy resounded through the heavens and the earth again.

Chang Yulu's spirit was lifted, this is the reinforcement sent by the main force has arrived! Without waiting for Chu Haikuo's order, dozens of sandbag trucks blocked in front of Makqin's shooting boundary. Makqin, who was still majestic just now, no longer has the slightest power!

Zhu Feng was dumbfounded, where the hell did this demon come from? Is there a way to break His Highness's Makqin? What can I do? I came in a hurry, I didn't bring a mortar, I didn't have heavy firepower, how could this broken car break?

"Young Master! Use Thunderbolt, right? Blow them up! ”

"Damn, I don't know? Not enough distance! Lao Tzu only threw a hundred steps, you can take seventy steps at most! ”

The guard who was missing his front teeth smiled: "Young master, let's beat the sheep and let go of the sheep, tie the grenade with a rope, throw it twice and fly out, and make sure that the bastards who blew up can't find the north!" ”

Zhu Feng's eyes suddenly lit up: "Huh? It's worth a try! Come, Uncle Bai, find some rope and find a few brothers, and try! ”

Many of Zhu Feng's subordinates are the soldiers of Dingguo Gong, and they are also veterans who followed Zhu Fu around to fight on the battlefield for the rest of their lives. In just a few minutes, twenty or thirty former sheep herders held ropes, tied grenades, stood in a row, and shook a few laps leisurely, swishing, dozens of black dots flew into the sky!

Zhu Feng looked at the flying grenade and was apprehensive. Rumble! Rumble! Shrapnel flies everywhere and corpses are everywhere! Zhu Feng inadvertently created a history by allowing grenadiers to appear on the battlefield decades earlier as a separate class.

Chu Haikuo was stunned! Looking at the desperate faces around him, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty: "There is no way to live!" It's down! ”

Chu Haikuo's descent completely cut off Zhang Changzong's way of life. The Chinese army was scattered by the continuous artillery bombardment, the soldiers did not know the generals, and the formation was completely scattered! Wang Yangming gave an order with satisfaction: "Greedy Wolf Battalion, White Tiger Battalion, attack!" ”

More than 1,000 people and two battalions attacked in a straggler line, in groups of three, one of them was holding a soul-chasing gun, and a three-edged military spur under the muzzle of the gun was simple and dull; Armed with five rounds in their arms and a moon-slashing knife at their waists, the three of them watched each other and quickly rushed towards the headless fly-like enemy army.

Rumble! The roar of the five consecutive rounds continued to resound through the battlefield, and the Ning Wang Army, which had no formation, became a group of lambs to be slaughtered! Most of the long-range weapons such as the eight-bull crossbow and the stone-throwing machine were blown up by artillery fire, and the medium-range bow and crossbow were only powerful if they were integrated into the group, and the pikemen had long since dropped the spears that were more than two feet long in their hands, and only the elite in the army danced their hands and danced steel knives, and they still retained their combat effectiveness.

Wang Yangming held a telescope in his hand and issued orders one after another: "Don't wait for the enemy army to regroup, don't entangle with the enemy army, and boldly intersperse!" Divide the enemy forces early! ”

"Zhu Ronglian kept the pressure on and shot freely. Make sure that no large groups of enemy forces appear! ”

"The Blue Dragon Army is ready for battle and will do the final blow!"

The greedy wolf camp and the white tiger camp quickened their pace, like a hot knife cutting butter, leaving behind about 30,000 people close to the side of the dense forest, and went straight to the place where the flag of King Ning's army was located!

Zhang Changzong knew that he was doomed to defeat in this battle, and there was no chance to turn over. There were explosions and shouts of killing everywhere within a radius of ten miles, and everywhere were panicked soldiers who were driven around by all kinds of firearms. The contact between himself and the various departments was completely cut off, and the advance guard battalion and rear army did not know the situation, and only 3,000 personal guard battalions were left in their hands. What to do?

There were flashes of light in his mind, countless thoughts flashed, and Zhang Changzong's eyes were finally firm! People do not stand without faith, and they should uphold the heart of loyalty and bravery! Pulled out the Moon Slashing Knife and let out an angry roar: "Ning Wangjun! Charge! ”

The pro-guard battalion that was in turmoil was moved, and they pulled out their long knives one after another, and shouted: "Ning Wangjun!" Charge! ”

The shouts of thousands of people are not trivial, and the sound is vibrating! All the corners of the battlefield echoed with Zhang Changzong's last insistence, and the fleeing soldiers of Ning Wangjun turned around to look at the Shuai Qi, and shouted one after another: "Ning Wangjun!" Charge! "Like the last bite of a beast, a tragic aura of slaughter permeates the entire battlefield!

Not good! This momentum must not be allowed to raise its head, otherwise the cooked duck will fly! Wang Yangming immediately decided: "Rocket artillery!" Three shots! Break his spine for me! ”

Shout! The 107 rocket drew a long line and plunged headlong into the guard camp! Rumble! Smoke billowed from the fire, and shredded limbs and dirt flew all over the sky! Zhang Changzong struggled to stand up, saw that the handsome flag was blown up, leaned over to pick it up, and shouted: "Ning Wangjun!" Charge! ”