Chapter Forty-Eight: One-sided Massacre!

Looking at the mobilized soldiers who stepped down from the helicopter, a look of doubt and incomprehension flashed in King Guojun's eyes.

How dare this man stop in front of him?

If one person dares to stop in front of their army of five thousand, who will give him the courage?

"Bold, even a first-order rebel dares to speak out so loudly!"

But before King Guojun could react, the deputy army who followed him took the lead in attacking the mobilized soldiers with swords.

Bang!

In the face of the attack of the deputy army, the mobilizer raised the gun in his hand unhurriedly, and with the sound of a gunshot, the head of the war horse under the seat of the deputy army was directly penetrated, and then the whole horse body fell to the ground weakly, due to the effect of inertia, the deputy army also fell off the horse in embarrassment and rolled straight to the front of the mobilizer.

When he looked up again, he saw not only the helmet-wearing faces of the conscripts, but also the muzzles of the AK47's gun, which was still smoking.

Bang!

There was another crisp gunshot, and the head of the deputy army was directly smashed, and in an instant, red, white and white flowed everywhere.

Looking at the scene in front of him, King Guojun's eyes widened, and a layer of cold sweat was faintly covered on his forehead.

From beginning to end, the mobilized soldiers killed people in just a few breaths, looking at the horse corpses and human corpses on the ground, King Guojun and the soldiers couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Surrender or die!"

Another cold voice came, and as the words fell, the muzzle of the gun in the mobilizer's hand was already aimed at King Guojun.

Looking at the mobilized soldiers in front of him who did not know the origin, King Guojun had countless strategies to get out of his mind at this moment, but after thinking about it a few times, he felt that it was inappropriate.

The strange firearm in the other party's hand can take someone's life in an instant, not to mention the unknown thing behind him.

Looking at the rugged muzzle of the Vulcan Cannon, although King Guojun had not witnessed their power with his own eyes, judging from the situation just now, I am afraid that these things will definitely not be ornaments.

Originally, he was still curious about why the other party dared to rely on these things to intercept them, but now it seems that he is naïve.

"You think you can stop us with the help of firearms?"

Although there was a guess in his heart, it was not enough for King Guojun to surrender so easily.

As he spoke, he directly pulled out the sword at his waist, and then the soldier behind him also raised the spear in his hand.

Looking at King Guojun's movements, the mobilizer put down the AK47 in his hand unhurriedly, and then slowly raised his right hand.

"Those who refuse to surrender will be killed!" As soon as the words fell, the right hand of the mobilized soldier fell heavily.

Da Da...

As the right hand of the mobilized soldier fell, the muzzle of the Vulcan cannon instantly began to pour out tongues of fire, accompanied by the sound of dense gunfire, and suddenly a cloud of blood mist spread throughout the army.

In just a few breaths, half of the 5,000-strong army had been planted, and the blood and smoke gradually spread across the plain.

The first round of firing didn't last long, about ten seconds or so, but even then less than half of the army was now standing.

At this moment, King Guojun's mind had become blank, and in just a few breaths, he didn't even know what was happening.

He only saw those strange weapons suddenly spark, and then he heard a wail behind him, and when he finally came back to his senses and turned his head, the scene in front of him almost like purgatory on earth directly frightened him on the spot.

What just happened?

Why is this happening?

At this time, King Guojun didn't know that the fundamental reason why he was still standing here now was Zhang Fan's order, otherwise with him standing in the forefront, the Vulcan Cannon could be directly shattered by him.

But just when he was still immersed in all this and couldn't extricate himself, the mobilizer appeared in front of him at some point, and then knocked him down directly with the butt of a gun.

"Whoever lays down his arms will not be killed! Those who refuse to surrender will be killed! ”

After knocking King Guojun unconscious, the mobilized soldiers once again looked at the trembling soldiers.

And this time, as the voice of the mobilized soldiers sounded, the soldiers also put down the weapons in their hands very wisely, and then squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands one by one.

"The operation is over, request support from the second battalion!"

After seeing the surrendered soldiers, the mobilizers took out the communicator unhurriedly.

......

"This ruined thing!"

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Zhang Fan, who was far away in Changzhou Mansion, couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.

These are laborers, just kill them like this, how much more efficient will they improve if they are pulled to build roads...

With the capture of King Guojun and the 5,000 army he led, Zhenjiang also officially announced that it had entered Zhang Fan's territory, because he could not find a suitable governance official, Zhang Fan had no choice but to temporarily carry out militarized management.

And with the fall of Zhenjiang, the Jiangning Mansion where the governor of Liangjiang is located is also in danger at this moment.

Originally, Zhang Fan wanted to send troops directly to take it down, but after thinking about it, he felt that there was no need to be so anxious, and now the mobilized troops were fighting two cities in one day, and under this high-intensity combat frequency, even if it was iron, it was somewhat unbearable.

As a commander, Zhang Fan can ignore the life and death of the local natives, but he is still very concerned about the physical and mental health of the soldiers, fortunately let them rest for two days first, anyway, Jiangning Mansion is there, and it is not too late to wait for two days to take it down.

And there is another advantage to doing this, that is, Zhang Fan wants to wait for the reinforcements sent by the imperial court, and then he will directly serve a pot, so that there will definitely be a lot more prisoners.

After arranging everything, Zhang Fan rode the Tulong 1 from Changzhou to Zhenjiang.

Of course, being an airship is definitely the best choice, but since the last experience, Zhang Fan has not taken an airship since he was killed.

The transporter is slower, at least it feels solid on the ground, anyway, it's not in a hurry, and there's no need to rush so fast.

.....

Time came to noon in a flash, looking at the sun rising in the middle of the sky, Zhang Fan walked towards the Zhenjiang Mansion while rubbing his somewhat numb buttocks.

"Commander, the prisoner has been brought to the lobby!"

When Zhang Fan had just entered the gate of the mansion, the mobilized soldiers on the side hurriedly came to him to report.

"Oh, I see, are you okay?"

When he came to Zhenjiang, Zhang Fan said that he wanted to meet the leader of the army, so after he just came here, the mobilized troops directly pressed the other party up.

"I had a slight contusion to my brain, but it was fine, and I was fine after two days of recuperation."

"Okay, bring him here, and I'll not go."

After hearing the news that the other party was fine, Zhang Fan nodded reassuringly, but just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak, thinking that it should be because he had been sitting for a long time, so let his subordinates bring people over, otherwise it is estimated that it is easy to be embarrassed by his own appearance.