"Second row, shoot!"

Zhao Guohao's face turned pale, and he shouted loudly.

This time, he didn't fire, and the firecrackers in the second row lit the arquebuses one after another.

"First row of ammunition!"

"The third platoon is ready to shoot!"

Zhao Guohao's shouts continued to sound, and the newly joined firecrackers opened fire one after another.

The fleeing musketeers continued to join, and their firearms were fired in unison, greatly increasing their lethality, and the rebel cavalry was beaten in all directions, and the field was full of bloody and bloody scenes.

"Run, ball! Hurry up! ”

The officers shouted loudly, and the soldiers of the green battalion who fled from the rout were armed with red tassel guns, and soon formed a large formation, with the tips of their guns pointed at the periphery.

Among the troops, Zhao Guohao's command was determined, and he looked good, which made Wang Heyao feel at ease.

It seems that although actual combat is cruel, it can also train people the most.

The rebels were knocked over countless times, but they still came on horseback, their bodies close to the back of their horses, their men hidden behind the heads of horses, their sabers shining, and they went straight to the large formation of the green battalion.

"Ready!"

Wang Heyao sweated on his forehead and shouted loudly.

Stabilized the position and no longer routed, he was confident to deal with the battle situation in front of him.

He stuck the red tassel gun on the ground, drew his handcuff, and began to reload his ammunition.

"Archers prepare, call those bandits!"

After loading the lead pellets, Wang Heyao shouted loudly and called out several archers with pale faces.

"Lao Huang, you command the archers! Watch behind you! ”

After Wang Heyao finished speaking, he changed the handcuff to his left hand, and grabbed the red tassel gun in his hand.

At this time, the long knife in his waist was a little in the way.

"Whoosh" twice, the cavalry of the Geng army on the opposite side whistled with arrows, and several pikemen fell to the ground in response, letting out a terrifying scream.

The battle was fierce, a group of battalion soldiers turned pale, turned around and ran, in a mess, and were stabbed by the spears of an oncoming group of battalion soldiers, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

One hundred and ten cavalry rebels rushed on a rampage, killed a group of routed soldiers, and went straight to Li Fu's rear camp.

"Sun Jiachun, what should I do?"

Li Fu subconsciously wanted to run, but he felt that it was inappropriate, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Dog! Save Master Lee! ”

Sun Jiachun shouted loudly.

"Turn around and reload!"

Chen Zigou's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly, and a sentry soldier turned his head, hurriedly began to load ammunition.

"Triple hit! Aim! Shoot! ”

In front of the rear camp, the rebels made a big circle, and the horses rolled in, and the sound of horses' hooves was shocking.

Li Fu was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and his bucket-like body was a little trembling.

The rout army was chaotic, chaotic and coaxing like headless flies, and I don't know if Wang Heyao's subordinates can repel the rebels?

Chen Zigou gave an order, and the firecrackers fired in unison, and the gunsmoke was filled, and the rebel knights who came forward were all overwhelmed.

The sound of fire guns continued, the blood mist was misty, the blood arrows were shooting, the rebels turned over on their backs, and the dust was full of the sorrowful roar of war horses.

There were still more than ten cavalry and twenty cavalry rebels breaking through the smoke, Li Fu was in a panic, and Chen Zigou with pikemen had already rushed up.

In the fierce fighting, some pikemen fell to the ground, covered in blood, and the intruders were stabbed under their horses, and there were countless blood holes.

Hundreds of cavalry rebels were shot and assassinated in this way, and none of them rode in front of Li Fu.

"Wang Heyao, this guy is really amazing!"

Li Fu was relieved, he wiped the sweat on his fat face and calmed down a little.

It will be a soldier's courage! With Wang Heyao and Zhao Guohao, as well as so many fierce men under his command sitting in the army, it may not be easy for the battalion soldiers to mess up.

"You all come here, line up, and protect Lord Li!"

Sun Jiachun commanded the routs who came over and lined up a bright array of guns.

In front of the frontal array, the rebels flew like arrows, and the pikemen and firearms continued to fall, dripping with blood, which made people frightened.

"I'm grass!"

Wang Heyao was furious, the handcuff had to be inserted back into his waist, and he took a few steps forward, and the red tassel gun was used as a javelin, aiming at a galloping high-headed horse, and threw it fiercely.

The javelin was as fast as lightning, and the Geng cavalry on the horse was skillful, hiding in one kick and flashing the red tassel spear. The red tassel spear was extremely fast, and the bandits behind the cavalry were caught off guard, and were shot in the face of the war horse under the crotch by the red tassel spear.

The horse screamed and fell to the ground, throwing the cavalry off the horse. As soon as the cavalry stood up, he was directly knocked away by the war horse behind him, and a mouthful of bloody arrows spurted out of his mouth, and fell to the ground, unable to shrink.

The cavalrymen shouted something, dismounted one after another, and shouted and shouted around the fallen cavalry, and it seemed that the fallen man seemed to be the general of the army.

The rest of the cavalry bypassed the group of people and continued to run towards Wang Heyao and the others, and one of the bandits opened his bow and arrows, and aimed at Wang Heyao on his horse, and was about to release his arrows.

With a "whoosh", a feathered arrow broke through the air, and the thief on the horse was hit by an arrow in the chest and planted under the horse. The feather arrow in his hand shot out almost at the same time, about half a meter above Wang Heyao, and flew over his head.

"it!"

Wang Heyao was shocked into a cold sweat, and when he looked back, Lao Huang shot another arrow, and another bandit was shot over and planted under the horse.

This kid is really a sullen man, and if he doesn't make a sound, he is a blockbuster.

"You guys, push the artillery over!"

Facing the rolling bandit iron horseman, Wang Heyao shouted loudly.

Several green battalion soldiers hurriedly pushed the artillery cart over, Wang Heyao hurriedly packed the gun, and looked up to see that the bandit cavalry was no more than ten steps away from him.

Wang Heyao's face was ugly, and the reddish iron chisel was pressed on the fire twist.

The lead "clanged", and the long knife of the fierce rider who came at the head waved, as if the gods descended to earth, and the men and horses took off and went straight to the gun carriage.

It seems that he wanted to kill the officers and soldiers and overturn the artillery carriage or artillery.

With a "bang", the knight was like a huge blow, his body trembled, and he fell under the horse. The war horse faced the bright and dangling spear head, neighed, and ran to the side of the spear array.

And the knight, with his feet hanging in the stirrups, was dragged and rubbed by the war horse until the horse came to a distant stop, and his body remained motionless.

Wang Heyao blew away the smoke from the muzzle of the gun, withdrew the handcuff, inserted it into his waist, grabbed the spear of a pale-faced green battalion soldier beside him, and stuffed his long knife to him.

"Calm down! There's Lao Tzu! ”

Wang Heyao laughed and burst into foul language.

Before he knew it, he was already sweating, and his chest and back were soaked.

More knights came on horseback, screaming one by one, fierce and vigorous, and in an instant they were about to meet the pikemen.

With a sound of "Peng", the smoke rose, the artillery finally fired, the iron pill roared out, and Wang Heyao had a burst of tinnitus.

More than a dozen horsemen and horses were knocked to the ground, dust flying, flesh and blood flying, horses neighing, and chaos.

Even so, dozens of horses were lucky enough to get past the smoke and only pounce on the gun.

"Steady!"

Wang Heyao shouted loudly, but he could barely hear his own voice.

A fierce horse came on horseback, and the green battalion soldiers in front of him were pale and trembling, but there were also people who were brave and brave, holding the barrel of the gun, and the bright forest of guns was facing the fierce horseman.

The horses were psychic, and most of them neighed to bypass when they saw the bright and dangling spear heads, but there were still some fierce riders, prancing horses and raising swords, wanting to break through the gun formation.

"Thorn!"

Wang Heyao shouted loudly, and his hearing regained a little. He faced the galloping war horse in front of him, and the red tassel spear was the first to stab out, piercing under the horse's neck.

The war horse was in pain, raised his hooves and stepped on it, and Wang Heyao turned sideways and hid to one side. Several Green Battalion soldiers stabbed their horses with guns, breaking their guns and knocking them into the air. Two more green battalion soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, stabbed the horsemen off with their red tassel spears.

Wang Heyao saw and understood, it turned out to be Wednesday and Liu Wenhe, who took the lead and were extremely brave, stabbing the bandits.

When a horseman saw Wang Heyao fall to the ground, he turned his horse's head, abandoned the gun array, and went straight to Wang Heyao. He also saw clearly that Wang Heyao was an officer, and if he killed him, the Qing army was leaderless and collapsed without a fight.

"I'll you!"

The fierce horse came to the front, and in a blink of an eye, Wang Heyao scolded fiercely, rolled around, picked up the barrel of the gun, and smashed it on the back of the horse's hoof.

The war horse screamed, fell to the ground with a bang, and the fierce horse fell off the horse, and Wang Heyao followed, and the spear stabbed sharply, straight into the throat of the fierce horseman.

The bandit's eyes widened, Wang Heyao drew his spear, and blood shot out like a fountain.

"Thorn!"

Wang Heyao quickly returned to his own formation, commanded in the center, and the green battalion soldiers mustered up their courage to surround the more than a dozen horsemen who broke in, and in groups of two or three, they assassinated madly, and they were still a combination of formations.

The green battalion soldiers sacrificed their lives to fight, and the knights were stabbed off their horses one after another, and soon their bodies were covered with bloody holes and lost their lives.

"Array!"

Wang Heyao was covered in blood, beckoned the green battalion soldiers, and formed a circle. After a hard fight, he was also out of breath.

No wonder on the Water Margin, Wu Song and Lu Zhishen are both fierce men with a height of 1.9 meters and a weight of 200 pounds.

After all, the horsemen were few in number, and the other side had artillery fire, so they lost three hundred horsemen, about half of them, and they hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to step forward.

Seeing that the Qing army had regrouped and the number of people was increasing, and a large array had been formed, the rebel horsemen turned their horses and withdrew in the direction of Nanshan.

"Fire!"

Zheng Siming and Chen Zigou both shouted loudly, and more than 30 artillery pieces of the whole army opened fire together, and the bandits left dozens of corpses of men and horses and fled in a hurry.

The rebel cavalry fled beyond the range of the artillery, turned their horses, pointed at the Qing camp and shouted angry words.

"What are you doing in a daze? It's not okay to fight, and it's not okay to scold? ”

Wang Heyao pointed to the rebel cavalry in the distance and shouted loudly.

"Shout with me: Dog, do you dare to fight again?"

It's still playing psychological warfare, and the IQ is really worrying.

The battalion soldiers, who had palpitations, opened their voices together and scolded loudly.

"Holy shit, do you dare to fight again?"

The battalion soldiers spoke in unison, and the scolding spread far away, and the momentum of the rebels was overwhelming.

Seeing that they could not take advantage of the situation and that the radical tactics did not work, the rebel horsemen threw their horses away one after another, disappearing into the dust.

Whether it was the soldiers in Wang Heyao's camp or the soldiers of other battalions, everyone fell to the ground, and everyone was sweating profusely.

After a fierce battle, both physically and psychologically, it has reached the limit.