460 Zhu Heng hit Fukang in the rain
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"What!?"
At the height of the dense forest, the soldiers of the Han army suddenly appeared, which directly shocked Fukang.
However, before he could reflect on why this group of Dongyi would ambush the soldiers, the killing machine was already coming.
"Put~"
"Bang bang-"
The sound of a row of guns echoed, and a dense rain of bullets roared towards the cavalry at the gorge.
Puff p
"Ah~~"
"Huh~~"
In an instant, the screams of the people and horses began one after another, and the blooming blood turned into a cloud of fresh mist in the rain curtain.
With only one volley of firearms, nearly 100 men and horses had fallen into the quagmire, and the rest of the men and horses were suddenly shocked.
"Put!"
"Bang bang-"
One volley was followed by another, and Mini's bullets weaved through the dense crowd, and with each shot, men and horses landed, turning the already narrow gap even more crowded.
"Don't panic! Soldiers! Meritorious service is now, kill it with me~"
Fukang deserves the reputation of "Megatron China", but at this time he was still unwilling to retreat, and once again roared angrily and turned his horse, commanding the army to kill the enemy.
However, even if Fukang is brave and bloody, what can he do in front of the Han army who are waiting for work and equipped with Xin's firearms.
"Bang~"
With a gunshot, the head of a Jin cavalryman was suddenly pierced by a sharp projectile, and the pitch-black iron helmet on his head did not play any protective role like paper paste, so he shook on the horse's back for a moment, and fell heavily in blood.
There was another burst of gunfire, and a horse was shot in the forehead, and it went crazy in an instant, and finally fell into a mud puddle with men and horses after knocking over its companions on the side.
Since the popularization of the cap gun, even in rainy weather, there is no need to worry about the problem that the gunpowder cannot be ignited when wet.
The continuous firing of firearms made the golden soldiers and horses at the gorge pile up, and only this time, at least thousands of people and horses were buried in this dense forest.
"General Fu, hurry up! If this continues, the brothers will have to explain here! ”
Seeing that the casualties were getting worse, Fu General Lei Su pleaded bitterly.
"Alas~ I fell for Dongyi's treacherous scheme! What a rat! ”
Fukang was very unwilling in his heart, but he knew that in the current situation, if he continued to entangle in the dense forest, these 3,000 men and horses would all be explained here.
He yelled: "Brothers, follow me out of the encirclement!" ”
However, the corpses on the ground and the muddy road seriously obstructed the way to break out.
In addition, the Han army did not let them go, and the sound of firearms still echoed in his ears, making the Jin soldiers tremble.
However, Fukang still relied on trampling the corpses of his fallen comrades to break out of the enemy encirclement with only half of the remaining men.
However, when he retreated to a distance of ten miles from the intersection, he suddenly found that countless pieces of wood had piled up to form a natural barrier, preventing him from returning.
"Damn! Don't hurry up and move them away! ”
Fukang kept urging.
"The thief will leave!"
Suddenly, Zhu Heng's voice sounded behind him.
Looking back, he saw Zhu Heng leading five hundred spearmen to form a formation and slowly approach.
The four-meter-long spear was as terrifying as a nightmare in the eyes of these sleepy Jin soldiers.
"Kill~"
"Kill~"
When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!
Zhu Heng's 500 Han armor, against 1,500 cavalry, seemed to have no chance of winning, but in fact it had an advantage.
With such a close range of cavalry crowded together, it was very difficult to charge and connect the formation, and after a long-distance attack, the Jin soldiers were already at the end of their crossbows, and they were unable to fight back.
"The Han army is mighty!"
"The Han army is mighty!"
"The Han army is mighty!"
The long shield man in the front row struck the shield with the back of his knife while shouting a uniform slogan, which immediately made the golden soldiers frightened!
"Soldiers!"
"Drink~~"
"Don't take prisoners, punish the gold thieves!"
"Drink~"
Patches of spears stand down, bringing a sense of oppression like a forest.
Seeing this scene, Fukang's pupils suddenly shrank, there is such an elite army in the world? Why is it stronger than the officers and soldiers of the Beijing battalion?
The effect of such a visual impact is that the proud momentum in the body of this "Megatron Huaxia" Fukang was torn to pieces, replaced by endless confusion and deep fear.
"Thorn~"
"Puff~"
At the moment when the horses were staggered, the Han armor in the front row stabbed out a spear in unison, and in an instant, seven or eight people in front of them fell off their horses.
The cavalry was confined to a limited space and could not play a role, and even became a burden, and the golden soldiers of the first wave of duels were fortunate to become the first revenant under the cold weapon battle array of Han Jia.
"Thorn~"
"Puff~"
There was another shout, and in an instant, another group of golden soldiers fell.
Although the Han army's battle formation marched slowly, every step forward must bring a bloody storm.
"Thorn~"
"Puff~~"
Again, a forest of spears stabbed out like poisonous snakes from the cracks in the shields.
Before a Jin soldier who dismounted for a decisive battle could react, he felt a pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw that a spear shaft the thickness of a baby's arm had pierced his left chest.
The next moment, as the spear was withdrawn, his body was uncontrollably pulled towards the long shield with sharp thorns.
There was also a golden soldier who was pierced through his left chest and right ribs with two spears on the left and right.
He roared frantically, wanting to take the lives of one of them, but as the opponent's spear was retracted, the blade of the spear left his body in an instant, and the last trace of strength in his body was drained.
"Kill, let's go! Let's go together! There are so many of us that we can kill them! ”
At this time, Fukang had lost his mind, and he was no longer the elegant soldier who talked about it, and he no longer wanted to make meritorious contributions in his head, but just wanted to get out of here alive.
He took the last of his courage, jumped off his horse, took his broadsword in hand, and roared towards the battle formation.
"There's a kind of fight with grandpa for 300 rounds!"
Seeing that he was about to rush to the front of the Han army, suddenly two spears on the left and right attacked his waist and chest respectively.
Fukang is a military family in the end, and he still has some kung fu in his hands, and when he saw that he was about to die, he immediately opened his bow left and right, blocking the two deadly spears.
But before he could rejoice, a third spear came at him.
Fukang shuddered, and suddenly lowered his head, and the sharp spear blade grazed his cheek, directly knocking his helmet away.
This scene frightened Fukang no longer daring to fight, staggered to his feet and began to retreat backwards.
But another serpent-like spear burst out.
"呲~"
There was a piercing roar, but it was his breastplate that was stabbed from the side by a spear, which immediately made him sweat coldly.
However, perhaps his life should not have been extinguished, and after avoiding multiple crises, Fukang finally hid in the crowd, making the Han army's previous four blows fall short.
However, the others were not so lucky, and many soldiers were stabbed to the ground before they could reach the battle.
At the same time, the Han soldiers on both sides of the dense forest also came out, forming a three-sided attack on Fukang.
Seeing that the retreat has not yet been cleared, the enemy army is pressing.
In despair, Fukang couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl: "God, I'm not reconciled~~"