A gun sounded, starting Bai Yuanjie's anti-Japanese war.

After seventy or eighty steps, Chen Mu was not sure to aim at the head at all, but chose between the chest and abdomen of this widow who was walking and jumping, which was the most likely position to hit. But at the moment of release, Chen Mu felt his hands tremble, and he knew that it was bad.

Unexpectedly, as the smoke in front of him gradually dissipated, there was a good cry in his own array, and he saw that the hand of the Japanese with the golden fan was still held high, and his body had slowly fallen back. I couldn't see exactly where I was shot, Chen Mu felt like this gun was right in the brain.

The blind cat meets the dead mouse!

This gun boosted the morale of his own army formation, but there was no shock and panic in the Japanese army as Chen Mu imagined, more than 30 Japanese soldiers were divided into three teams for a moment, and some people on both sides picked up a long bamboo bow and released arrows to this side, and seven or eight Japanese soldiers jumped in the middle with Japanese knives and naginatas, and there was not much noise in the whole process.

On the contrary, his own reaction was a little slower, and more than a dozen feather arrows fell in the formation, most of the feather arrows missed, but they injured a few people, but one of them shot straight towards Chen Mu, getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes.

'Ding! ’

Frightened, Chen Xiaoqi was covered in cold sweat, and a long arrow was stuck in the middle of his iron helmet, and then slowly fell and was thrown aside by Chen Mu.

Followed by two bangs on the left and right, the Bai family soldiers held the bird gun and put it in the bow hand of the wolf, Chen Mu didn't care about whether it hit or not, because Shi Qi had already handed over his bird gun, and Wei Balang also took the gun away and loaded it.

No one knows what kind of ups and downs Chen Xiaoqi's heart has experienced in just three or four seconds from killing the first widow to being hit by an arrow in the head, Chen Mu took the bird gun a little blankly, and the feeling of starting it was different from the new one in the bed, and the incomparable familiarity made him raise his hand and raise the gun to hit a Japanese man with a large nagina knife again, the lead shot hit the chest and abdomen, and passed through the coat without hindrance, and the thief immediately spilled blood on the spot.

The bird gun also charged Shiqi, Chen Mu had a chance to look around the battlefield, the nearest Japanese Kou in front of him had already jumped thirty steps away while walking, most of the Japanese Kou who rushed here were hit by several arrows, but obviously the quality of the hard bow of the guards was not good, and the arrows shot were light and weak, if it was a slightly farther away Japanese archers, they could still rely on the weight of the arrows thrown to cause them casualties, but the thirty paces of the Japanese Kou had several feather arrows inserted in their clothes, and they still jumped as before, and they were not angry when they saw it.

"First row of firefighters, let go of the guns!"

With Chen Mu's order, Shao Tingda, who was stuck in the ground with a knife on the ground, held a wooden shield in one hand and a torch in the other, and lit the fire pit for the three firefighters in the first row in turn.

This is also Chen Mu's impatience before the war, because he has seen Zhang Yongshou's military households being too nervous to kill their comrades when they are about to fight, Chen Mu specially asked Shao Tingda to hold a torch to ignite for them, after all, there are only three people in a row, and he can light a fire at one time, and he can also restrain the military households from taking the lead in releasing their guns and throwing themselves into chaos.

After all, the firecracker is not a bird's gun, the range of a hundred steps is not known where the projectile will fly, and it is only twenty or thirty steps to be able to accurately aim, if they release the gun early because of nervousness, they will not be able to kill the enemy, not to mention, the slow charging time will miss the best time to release the gun, and they will not even be able to release a shot when they are in battle!

The big naginata knife also fell aside, and the fallen Wa Ko Wow screamed and knelt on the ground holding his injured leg and shouted loudly, trying to stand up but not having the ability, he could only watch Chen Mu swap the second row of guns with the first row of guns in just thirty steps, and after ignition, the three lead shots hit the back of the abdomen, but he died.

At this time, Chen Mu discovered one thing, the way the fire guns were released seemed to be different from him! They half-crouched with the charge and applied the process of shooting to a very simple point - not aiming, just forward.

Charge the medicine wholeheartedly and release it according to the fate.

None of the firecrackers with this problem seem to have mastered the correct way to use the bird's gun, and they can only ignite it by aiming it at the enemy.

This kind of unleashing action reminded him of the past when Uncle Black Africa shot a gun.

What made Chen Mu even more concerned was that before the Japanese coke died, he seemed to shout out a sentence in Chinese, but his voice was extinguished in front of him before Chen Mu could hear it clearly.

The dead child Wei Balang has much tougher nerves and more pure bravery than others, it seems that Wei Balang has taken killing and being killed as a game in his heart, although he has never hurt anyone with his own hands, but he is not afraid of the gunfire around him and the charging wolf, even Shiqi's hand with medicine spills out the bamboo tube Chinese medicine powder from time to time, Wei Balang pretends to be good and fast, and when Shao Tingda lit the six firearms, he smiled and raised the bird gun and handed it to Chen Mu, and then ...... He held the firearm he had filled with medicine and handed it to Shao Tingda's torch, bang!

The dead child threw a hammer into the sky, right behind Shao Tingda's ear, and made the big man jump in fright.

When Chen Mu wanted to aim again, several would-be pirates had already rushed to the front of the formation, and Bai Yuanjie's order sounded behind them, and the spearmen on both wings moved with it.

Ignoring the order, several of the gunners shouted and picked up their guns to break away from the line, their shouts were very strong, but their morale was very low—only one of the six gunners rushed forward with their firearms, and the other four ran to the left and to the right.

Chen Mu thought about it for a while in his head and realized that one was a charge, four were scattered, and the remaining one exceeded Chen Mu's expectations for the guards, steadily picking up the torch that Shao Tingda had fallen to the ground, and igniting the fire gun under his ribs, bang!

Iron pieces shot out, Chen Mu's ears sounded a scream, the fire bolt exploded, the owner's face was full of blood red, and chaos reappeared in the array.

Shao Tingda, who was charging forward, was extremely brave, and the long knife in front of him was raised above his head and was about to jump, but he kicked him to the ground, and then slapped it fiercely like a bear dancing with a wooden shield, got up and made up a knife to find a new target again, and the left and right spearmen rushed up, and several Japanese robbers looked like they had good force, and they were outnumbered by the spears, and they were killed after a moment of stalemate.

The sound of whining conches sounded in the enemy's formation, and the woods on both sides flickered, and a large number of figures fled in all directions. Bai Yuanjie ordered the pursuit, Chen Mu stood in place and hit a Japanese robber in iron armor in the forest again, so he could no longer see the enemy around him, and the battlefield full of corpses came and went quickly, Chen Mu held the feather arrow dent on the iron helmet and looked at it for a long time, and then walked in to see the corpse of the Japanese who was wounded by four projectiles on his body, and swallowed the non-existent saliva in his dry throat.

"This is the Wako?"