Seeing that with the cooperation of guns and artillery, the Dashun army began to retreat, one by one turned into headless flies, and after losing the power to counterattack, Zhu Changwu stood up, and while giving the order, he held a big sniper to chase and fight the retreating Dashun army.

The other would-be dragon soldiers also walked out of the improvised positions one by one and began to pursue and shoot.

And often at this time, it is the moment when the quasi-dragon soldiers holding the 191 type show their might.

In positional defensive warfare or ambush warfare, whether it is an artillery crew or a heavy machine gun crew, they can give full play to the power of their firearms and can inflict heavy losses on the enemy. However, when it comes to chasing the enemy, their weapons will be a little more cumbersome, and this is when the nimble Type 191 begins to wield its might.

Due to the larger number of ordinary quasi-dragon soldiers holding Type 191, once they are organized, their power and fire can also achieve the purpose of continuous output, which allows them to fill the gap in this period, so that they can achieve the effect of continuous fire suppression.

Zhu Changwu shot the enemy while paying attention to the cooperation of the quasi-dragon soldiers, and the result made him very satisfied.

It is worthy of being a veteran elite who has been on the battlefield, and some things about fighting are often thorough at a glance. And with more and more battles, the cooperation will become more and more tacit.

Zhu Changwu already thought that after this battle, I am afraid that the quasi-word on the heads of many soldiers will be removed, and they will become the real first batch of dragon army soldiers.

The quasi-dragon soldiers are pursuing, and they are chasing fiercely, often those who flee at the end of the Dashun army will soon become a cold corpse, especially when the dragon soldiers do not need to be captured on the battlefield, that really scares the Dashun army.

In the past, when they fought with the Ming army, they did not lose without defeat. But it doesn't matter, if you can't fight, it's better to surrender, it's just a little bit of food. But once they have the right opportunity, they will immediately turn out of the barracks, and they will become soldiers of the Dashun Army again.

But this time, the same set did not work at all on the Ming army that pursued them.

In the process of pursuit, these Ming soldiers don't care whether you have laid down your weapons, and they don't care whether you are kneeling and begging for mercy, they only know that as long as you are alive, they will shoot you in the body, and many times, even if you are dead, there will be people who are worried that you can still jump up and will reshoot you.

This kind of not taking prisoners at all, showing a more ferocious side than those old battalion soldiers, completely frightened the Dashun army.

Surrender is not possible, death is inevitable, and the only thing left is to escape.

When everyone understood this, escape became the mainstream of the Dashun army, although the Chinese army of more than 30,000 people in the Dashun army had not yet begun to exert force, and there was no opportunity to appreciate the power of the new firearms of the Ming army, but it was also affected by the trend of fleeing.

The military formation was scattered, and even Liu Rukui, who was riding on a horse, was almost not squeezed under the horse by this group of people fleeing.

"Bastard, what are you running, we have so many people, the Ming army will not be our opponent, rush, rush me!"

Riding on the war horse, Liu Rukui shouted and waved the big knife in his hand, cutting down the two Dashun soldiers who fled from his side to the ground.

But even if he did this, Yu Dashi was still useless, there were too many Dashun troops who fled, and under the drive of these people, many Dashun troops didn't figure out what was going on, so they threw away their weapons and fled together.

Liu Rukui was still yelling right away, looking angry, and what he did was also seen clearly by the drone in the sky, and then Zhu Changwu moved.

"Ling Xiaoyun, take the sharpshooter team with me." After knowing that there was a group of generals on horseback in front of him, and he was about to command the army to counterattack, Zhu Changwu had no intention of leaving them.

As a general commander of the army, Zhu Changwu naturally knows where his shortcomings are, and the available troops are too small.

Even the 50,000 Ming troops organized this time accounted for more than half of them were recruits.

Pointing to such an army, if you really go head-to-head with the Dashun army, you will definitely lose.

Even if the Dashun army on the opposite side is a rabble, the result is the same.

Now the Ming Dynasty has been eroded to the roots, just like the city of Beijing has been besieged for so many days, can you see a real Qinwang army killed?

I'm afraid that some of the Ming generals outside are all watching, and there are even some people who want to support the army and respect themselves. Can such a Ming army be trusted?

The answer, of course, is no.

If you don't trust, you can't reuse it, so that now the only available soldiers in Zhu Changwu's hands are the current 50,000 Ming troops, although they are all new soldiers, but at least the foundation is clean enough, once the idea is instilled correctly, there will be no problem with loyalty.

With these available troops in his hands, he won't increase his troops much in the short term, so how could he still risk his limited strength in such a situation?

In this battle, from the very beginning, Zhu Changwu never thought about letting his soldiers fight any tough battles, what he wanted was to let them feel the atmosphere of the war, clean up the battlefield more by the way, and kill more people who were dying or dead to practice their courage.

With such an idea, then the Dashun army cannot be allowed to have the ability to fight, so whenever he sees an enemy on horseback, no matter what his identity is, in Zhu Changwu's eyes, he belongs to the ranks that must be killed.

With a call, Ling Xiaoyun rushed over with ten sharpshooters from all directions and joined Zhu Changwu.

A total of 11 people strode forward, and when they were about a mile away, the drone also showed that there were only about 18,000 meters left from the target.

At this distance, it is undoubtedly very difficult to hit the opponent, but Zhu Changwu has no choice, he has already seen that under the obstruction of Liu Rukui and some old battalion soldiers, the retreat of the Dashun army has been contained, and even some of the Dashun army has begun to change direction, and there is a tendency to rush towards them.

"I saw that there were no war horses in front of me, but all the cavalry people were killed, and none of them were left." Zhu Changwu pointed to the distance, and just after saying this sentence, he raised his gun and fired.

Ling Xiaoyun also looked into the distance in the direction of the finger, but when he saw the distance between the two sides, he couldn't help but gasp, this is more than three miles away, so far away, the opponent is just a black spot in their eyes, and they can't see their appearance clearly at all.

At such a distance, it is undoubtedly a huge challenge for them to hit them now.

It's just that at this time, they can't care about that much, since it is an order issued by the general, they must carry it out, which is also the most important requirement for wanting to become a dragon soldier.

"Hit!"

Although he didn't have much confidence in himself, Ling Xiaoyun still took the 10 type without hesitation and began to aim, and followed the bullet straight out of the chamber.

Horn Horn!

The gunshots were a succession, but the effect was only average, and after a burst of gunfire, the people on the opposite horses only fell down three. Two of them were killed by Zhu Changwu after being shot in the chest, and one was killed by the sharpshooters.

Only one of the ten people shot hit, I don't know if this shot was really accurate, or if it was lucky, which made Ling Xiaoyun's ten people couldn't help but blush a little, and they felt that this time it was too embarrassing.

"It's okay, there's enough bullets, you just have to think of this as normal training." Zhu Changwu didn't blame them, on the contrary, he said with relief, and then just after he finished speaking, a large number of ammunition piled up at some point.

It's not the first time something like this has happened on the battlefield. There were still quasi-dragon soldiers who were puzzled before, but as many times as they went, everyone didn't care. As long as they have plenty of ammunition in their hands, it doesn't matter where they come from and what they do?

The dragon soldiers will be his absolute henchmen in the future, and for them, Zhu Changwu has no intention of hiding his skills. Besides, as soon as the big war starts, he doesn't have time to hide anything, even if this is the case, it is better to be generous.

People are often like this, when they do something secretly, they will always make this person and that person suspicious. But when you become above board, people's curiosity is gone, because they know how to make up their minds.

Brain supplementation is a good thing, often something that you can't explain yourself, but once it is made up by someone else's brain, then they will find all kinds of reasonable explanations for you.

Zhu Changwu did not reprimand, only encouragement, so that Ling Xiaoyun and they were greatly encouraged, one by one when they fired, they began to constantly sum up their experience, they did not ask for a single shot to hit the enemy, they just asked for this shot to be more accurate and better than the previous shot.

It was the mood that relaxed, and in the next shot, the accuracy began to improve significantly, although it was impossible to achieve a hundred shots like Zhu Changwu, but at least ten shots were shot, and often one or two or even two or three enemies could be hit.

The sharpshooters began to exert their power, which was reflected in the Dashun army, that is, everyone began to become self-endangered.

The soldiers of the old battalion on horseback did not even find out where the enemy was or who fired the gun, so they fell from their horses to the ground one by one.

At first, the number of dead people was not very large, that is, occasionally someone fell off their horses, but after only a quarter of an hour, the number of people who fell off their horses began to multiply, and seeing their companions who had been laughing together before died of blood without warning, more and more soldiers of the old battalion became afraid.

There is nothing wrong with the fact that they are battle-hardened.

There's nothing wrong with them licking blood with a knife head.

There is nothing wrong with them being murderous as well.

It's just that when you can't see the enemy at all, your companions are dead, and this feeling is so bad that many of the soldiers in the old battalion become nervous and even scared.

Trumpet!