Chapter 702: Three Teams
"Oh no, they're here." Baby Road.
"You two are here, attract the attention of the rebels, and I'll stop them." I say.
"Master, be careful." The little slave admonished.
I turned over and dismounted, and I didn't hide from the eyes and ears of the rebels, I directly opened the wind trick, broke through the middle lane, passed through the rebel position, came to a hundred meters in front of the imperial army and stopped, stretched out my hand to intercept.
The leader of the imperial army was a familiar person, who should have been a low-ranking monarch who fought side by side with me, but I can't name it.
He stopped his horse, turned over and dismounted: "Lord Wu, the last general, Meng Fanqi, has been ordered to come to meet your lord!"
The descendants of the surname Confucius and Mencius are named in strict accordance with the characters, and the main descendants of the characters are basically born in the twentieth century.
"You don't see the situation and rush forward, don't you see so many rebels!" I frowned, and when I looked back, the rebels had already sensed this imperial army, and sent a cavalry to attack, no more than a kilometer away—because it was a big straight, they could see each other, and it seemed that the distance was even closer.
"Because I saw Lord Wu, I gave my life to come to protect it!" Meng Fanqi said.
"I have a heart." I patted him on the shoulder, looked at the soldiers under his command, and suddenly found that they were all gunmen equipped with G98, no wonder they dared to rush into battle with so few men and horses, but unfortunately, they still don't understand the use of this kind of rifle environment, G98 is too long, not suitable for riding guns, and strength has nothing to do with it, the center of gravity is too forward, unstable...
"Give me the command of the team first?" I made a request to Meng Fanqi.
"That's nature!" Meng Fanqi's face was full of admiration and pride, I really couldn't remember, I didn't have time to ask which battle he fought with me.
I immediately ordered all the cavalry to fan out, then dismount and lie on the ground before shooting!
The cavalry dispersed very quickly, and there were only two hundred men, and before the rebels could rush over, they completed the fan formation, and I found myself in the array, and quickly jumped out of the encirclement - they are not *** professional gunners, I can't trust their guns.
After the enemy had reached an effective range of 200 meters, I gave the order to shoot and emphasized that only men should be hit, not horses, because they had limited ammunition and it was a waste to fight horses.
After a few rows of guns, more than 200 horses rushed past me, leaving more than 200 poems on the ground.
When the main force of the rebels saw that we were coming with a fire gun team, they reacted very quickly, and immediately divided into two groups and entered the woods on both sides of the big straight road.
I immediately ordered, "All the army, discard the baggage, and withdraw to the twenty-six cities!"
The so-called baggage is that each of them has two blankets hanging on their horses, but there is not ammunition in them, but food, such as dry food, steamed buns, and so on, everyone has it, which is definitely not prepared to meet me, it may be one of the tasks to welcome me, in addition, there is also the task of sending supplies to other cloth teams.
The gunmen got on their horses and retreated, because the distance between the two sides was very close, and the rebels' war horses were relatively elite, and the distance between the two sides was constantly narrowing, and they ran like this, feeling that they would not wait for the imperial army to run out of the valley bottom plain, and they would be divided and surrounded by the enemy.
Zheng Baobao and the little slave also followed the tail of the rebel cavalry and joined me to discuss ways to save this spearmen's army.
"Rush in and mess them up and give the brethren a chance to escape." The baby suggested.
I thought about it for a few seconds, and it was, there was no better way.
We were lightly armed, and we didn't bring weapons, but fortunately, the rebels who were shot before left weapons, and the three of them each picked up two sabers and chased and killed the past, as the so-called, the praying mantis catches cicadas, and the yellow finches are behind, but our three yellow finches are facing two thousand mantises, whether they can be defeated, wait and see!