Chapter 1281: The Night Ends

On the other side, outside the barracks, the generals who had retreated to the back were shocked by Huang Qileifa's power, but they looked far away, and through the bonfires around the barracks, which had not been pushed, they could vaguely see that the other party's men and horses were only thousands.

On their side, the number of armor soldiers pouring out at this moment alone has exceeded 30,000.

At this distance, even if there is support behind the Ying Tian Army, at this moment, it will definitely be too late to support, and these thousands of people will soon be swallowed up by the sea of people.

When one side outnumbered the other by several times, in the case of similar quality of the army, it was a one-sided slaughter.

Even, even those armor soldiers who sacrificed their lives and forgot to kill and killed them were red-eyed when they saw that the number of opponents was only thousands.

Because, this is simply a military feat sent to the door.

Although I don't know what the number of ways the enemy has lined up this strange formation, and I don't know why the weapons in their hands are so short, this is undoubtedly a good thing.

For many days, the siege had not been successful, and the negative emotions accumulated by the continuous death and injury of Pao Ze also erupted at this moment, like a volcano that had been accumulated for a long time, and in an instant, the soldiers of the coalition army, with their blood in their heads, did not do more than kill the enemy in front of them.

And looking at the sea of people who came over like tigers and wolves, only 2,000 people, facing a sea of tens of thousands of people, even if there are no weapons, but trampling, it is enough to trample these 2,000 people to death.

But in the face of such a torrent of people, the two thousand armor soldiers of the Taiping Camp did not even shake the muzzle of their guns.

After more than half a year of training, not only did they become familiar with how to shoot, but more importantly, in that brainwashing morning class, they already firmly believed that these people were no longer mortals, but Taoist soldiers chosen by Huang Tian.

With the divine weapons given by Huang Tian in hand, any enemy is vulnerable.

And many performances in the mountains are a profound proof of this.

So, in the face of the turbulent sea of people, they didn't even blink their eyes, not only were they not afraid, but their hearts were excited.

Until, the order to "kill" from Shangguan was issued, and almost at the same time, all the soldiers fired together.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

The barrel of the black hole spewed out tongues of fire, especially dazzling in the dark night, and the steel torrent composed of bullets turned into a storm that destroyed everything, tearing everything apart.

In the absence of body armor, the penetration of such a bullet is enough to penetrate three people in a row.

In the modern battlefield, it is difficult for bullets to hit people, because both sides have guns, and they start shooting at each other from a long distance, and secondly, there is the cover of trenches, and the personnel are very scattered.

In the era of cold weapons, it is important to pay attention to the strength of more people, and fight at close range, and the arrangement of formations is very dense.

Therefore, when the cross-era weapon appeared on the battlefield of the cold weapon era, it became a completely one-sided slaughter.

Blood splattered, wailing endlessly, two hundred meters away, the coalition forces only broke through thirty meters, and the front piece had all fallen.

The strong smell of smoke filled the battlefield, and the coalition side, whether it was soldiers or generals, looked at the two thousand armor arranged in a formation at this moment, and their expressions completely changed, as if they saw not people, but death.

"Kill!"

When the gunfire stopped, about two seconds later, Han Qing ordered again.

The camp did not move, but there were still a large number of enemy troops, all within range.

And Han Qing got the order to use the 2,000 Taiping battalion to directly defeat the coalition army, and the enemy to be killed was routed backwards, and there was no longer an army.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

With the sound of earth-shattering, the steel storm reappeared, and in this era, whether it was leather armor or iron armor, in front of the bullet, it was as fragile as paper.

Even the armor soldiers in the front row have raised their shields, but the shields are still fragile.

After two more rounds, the coalition army finally began to retreat backwards, but the soldiers in the rear got the military order, they could only move forward, not backward, and blocked the people in front of them.

At the same time, the Taiping battalion pursued the victory, this time with an interval of more than ten seconds, and gave the coalition troops enough time to react before firing again.

The purpose of the Taiping camp was never to annihilate the enemy, but to defeat the enemy.

Killing is not the goal, defeat is.

As for the reason, on the one hand, it is the number of bullets, on the other hand, in Zhao Cheng's opinion, many soldiers are actually coerced, these people are young and strong, it is too wasteful to kill, it is better to send them to the factory in the future.

Among the grass people, how can there be people who are loyal to the Feng, Chen, and Wu families?!

The soldiers in the front row, accompanied by the continuous gunshots, finally couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts anymore, if they fought directly face to face, even if they were killed, they would not be so afraid, they would think of their wives and children, and they would not dare to be deserters.

But in the current situation, the enemy simply has the help of the gods, killing people hundreds of steps away, in this case, the sword soldiers of the rear supervision army do not seem to be terrible.

It's messy! It's messy!

With the soldiers in front, they fled to the rear, and for a while, the enemy's formation was all out of order.

There was a surge of people, but this time, it was in the opposite direction.

Faced with this scene, the prison guards have begun to kill people, killing people and shouting angrily, in an attempt to arouse the fear of the soldiers.

But I don't know who it is, shouting in the chaos of the army, as long as we kill the prison army together, the soldiers are in chaos, who knows who killed them?! Kill!

Hearing this, the overseers tried to escape, but it was too late.

This time, it is completely powerless.

All of a sudden, the barracks were full of fires, shouts of killing, and screams were endless.

……

In the barracks, Wu Qi had just put on his clothes and armor at this moment, when he saw Mr. Wen hurrying over, and saw that Wu Qi had already gotten up, he immediately said: "The lord is not good, the army has mutinied!" ”

"What?!"

When Wu Qi heard this, his already pale face became even paler.

"Could it be the destiny of heaven, is it really in Zhao?!"

"God will kill me!"

When the words fell, a red tide appeared on Wu Qi's face, and then a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

On the other hand, at this time, Feng Bao and Chen Qing were still trying to regroup, and with their prestige in the army, they really appeased some of the men.

But at this moment, the sound of war drums beating came from all sides of the barracks, and along with the war drums, there was an overwhelming call for harmony: Shun Tian obeys the order, the world returns to Zhao, long live the general!

At this moment, a ray of light appeared in the sky, but it was the end of the night.

……

In January of the fifth year of Mingguang, the Yingtian army attacked the coalition army at night, the divine soldiers descended from the sky, no one was lost, 200,000 coalition troops were defeated, 30,000 surrendered, and after ten days, another 40,000 people were captured, and the three generals were killed, which is difficult to count.

Only Feng Bao of the Feng family, Chen Qing of the Chen family, with a few men and horses, fought their way out of the encirclement.

In March of the fifth year of Mingguang, Feng Bao was seriously ill and vomited blood again and again.

In April of the fifth year of Mingguang, the Ying Tianjun has occupied half of the southern wilderness, where it has passed, killing endlessly, all the heroes and the strong, killing it, to the people, but it is not guilty of autumn, once this matter is reported, but the world is in an uproar, and immediately there is Zhao Cheng This person is really the demon king, cruel and murderous, and the news of the love of slaughtering the city is spread.

In June of the fifth year of Mingguang, the Feng and Chen families formed a deep alliance, with Chen Qing as the leader of the alliance, and formed an anti-Zhao alliance, wanting to survive in death.

In August of the fifth year of Mingguang, Chen Qing wielded a sword in Yuanshan County to cut himself, and since then, Ying Tianjun has no opponent in the southern wilderness.

In November of the fifth year of Mingguang, Zhao Cheng ascended the throne and called the king in Wucheng in the southern wilderness, Wucheng changed his life to Yingtiancheng, the country name Yingtian, established a new country, took Yingtiancheng as the capital, and sacrificed to Huangtianhoutu.

When the news came out, the world trembled.

(End of chapter)