Gao Yihuan has nearly 25,000 people, fighting the 5,000 army of Abatai, even if the Tartars are fierce, if they get one out of five, they can't kill you?

Of course, if it is on the plains, it is really possible not to die, but it is possible that the Tartars will find a flaw, and the whole army will be finished in a surprise attack.

But in the current situation, the Tartars dismounted and fought on foot, and they were wrapped up again, and the situation was very different.

Abatai saw that the sound of killing around him shook the sky, and the mountains were full of barbarians, and he was also decisive, and immediately pulled out the reins of the horse, and was about to fight his way out of the encirclement, but now that the men and horses were twisted together, it was so simple to go.

At this time, on the low hills on both sides, the Tartars attacking the mountain had been rushed into chaos by the condescending high sergeants, and retreated down the slope in a hurry.

At the bottom of the slope, the soldiers of the dragoon battalion had already lined up in formation. Wearing red armor, the bird gunners are lined up in three columns in the bureau, leaving a gap between the bureaus, and the black-armored killers with swords, shields, and spears stand behind the gap, so that they can attack at any time.

Bo and Tuo, who were halfway up the slope, were rushed by Wang Deren, and the team was immediately unable to withstand it.

The feint attack is not advantageous, and there are not as many people as the army.

The high sergeants in the high places, with spears in front and swords and shields behind, the soldiers held their spears and rushed down by inertia, and the Tartars could not block it at all, and from time to time someone was knocked backwards and rolled down the dirt slope.

"Rush down! Grab back the warhorse! Seeing that the soldiers couldn't stop the barbarians, Bo Hetuo immediately waved his sword and shouted orders.

For a while, hundreds of Tartars gave up resisting Wang Deren, turned around with their weapons, and rushed down the hillside with a roar, wanting to quickly break through the dragoon camp below and then fight their way out of the encirclement.

Jin Shenghuan saw the Tartar who had escaped from the dirt slope, and shouted with a cold face: "Ignite the fire!" ”

The bird gunners of the dragoon camp lit the fire rope one after another, and after fixing it, they held the guns in both hands in front of their chests.

Seeing the Tartar rushing to the foot of the mountain, Jin Shenghuan raised his sword and gave an order in his loudest voice, "Raise the gun!" ”

The commanders of the various bureaus repeated the order loudly, "Raise the gun!" ”

The guns in the front row, at the same time, raised the guns, more than 300 guns were flattened in unison, and then put their fingers on the trigger, squinting sideways and aiming.

By this time, Bo and To, along with many Tartars, had already rushed down the dirt slope and rushed out of the woods.

Boheto looked up and saw a row of firearms aimed at them, and his face suddenly turned hideous.

The Tartars are also brave, knowing that they will kill people when the fire bolt sounds, but these Tartars are still brandishing their swords, and their eyes are red and they rush towards the Gao Jun Gun formation.

I was helpless, and if I didn't rush, I was caught to death.

At this time, the soldiers of the dragoon battalion squinted and aimed at one person, Jin Shenghuan's battle knife was swung down, and he roared again, "Shoot!" ”

The first row of firecrackers pulled the trigger at the same time, and the dragon head sent the burning fire rope to the door of the medicine introduction room, and the tail of the gun immediately flashed a spark, rising white smoke.

"Phew!" With a loud bang, the pole shook backwards, bouncing the fire rope away, and the fire gun in the hands of the soldiers spewed a cloud of gunpowder smoke forward, and the orange gun flame projectile flew out and shot rapidly towards the tartar who rushed down the hillside.

In an instant, the "bang, bang, bang" sound in a row, and the fire guns of the poles spewed out white smoke in turn, and the entire front was instantly shrouded in smoke, blurring the vision.

As soon as the Tartars rushed out, they were met with countless oncoming projectiles, which shot out swift lines, striking trees, sawdust splashes, hitting stones, and the rocks were cut off in pieces, hitting the Tartars, and immediately tearing their armor apart, and emitting a series of popping sounds, bringing up clouds of blood mist, making them let out a burst of heart-rending screams.

After releasing a shot, the soldiers in the first row, without looking at the results, hurriedly retreated, and the second row stepped forward to shoot.

For a while, the tartars that rushed out fell to the ground in pieces, and Boheto had just rushed a few steps before Gao Jun's gun had already fired.

In the first round, he was not hit, only the sound of explosions and the screams of his own people. He saw that the subordinates who rushed out were half collapsed in an instant, and the corpses fell one after another, and even one of the guards standing in front of him was killed.

At this time, there was no obstacle between him and Gao's gunner, and through the smoke, he could see Sergeant Gao's gunfire raised, and a row of black muzzles facing him, making him feel like a woman who had been stripped naked and had no ability to resist.

In front of firearms, the personal bravery of the full man is not worth mentioning, no matter how brave he is, he will knock you down with a bang.

Unlucky, the distance of thirty steps, too close, and today I don't wear heavy armor, I can only rely on the blessing of the great shaman!

Boheto was a little scared, but it was too late to retreat, and at this moment, the second row of Gao Jun's firearms fired.

For a moment, Bo and Tuozhi felt that the surroundings were suddenly quiet, and he couldn't hear the screams of the soldiers around him, and he couldn't hear the continuous sound of guns, and time seemed to freeze, and the speed of the projectile flew slowly.

Suddenly, a projectile struck, hitting him directly in the neck, beating half of his neck into a bloody blur, and then his right chest shook back, a ball of snowflakes bloomed on his chest, and the whole body was beaten backwards.

At this time, the picture suddenly accelerated, and Boheto screamed and slammed into the ground.

"Beizi!"

"Beizi~"

Several Tartars exclaimed in surprise and hurried up, trying to go to Fubo and Tuo, but one of them was overturned by a bang.

A Tartar from behind hurriedly stepped forward, and together with a Tartar, he set up Bo and Tuo's bodies and dragged them back, retreating into the forest in a hurry.

At this time, the Tartar who rushed out of the mountain forest was bombarded by firearms, and when he saw that Bo and Tuo were knocked down, they did not know whether they were alive or dead, and they hurriedly retreated into the forest.

The Tartar surrounded Bo and Tuo in a circle, and this Beizi had blood blisters in his mouth, blood spurting from his neck and chest, and his body trembled uncontrollably, obviously unable to live.

The dragon riding battalion firearms team, the three rows of guns have been beaten, Jin Shenghuan immediately waved his knife, "Kill in!" ”

The black-armored killer team standing behind heard the order and rushed out of the gap in the firearms team, and the soldiers rushed out of the smoke-filled line one by one with swords and spears, closely chasing the retreating Tartars, covering the past, and together with the soldiers who rushed down from the top of the mountain, strangled the Tartars who retreated to the foot of the mountain.

At this time, the Tartars attacking the dwarf hills on both sides have become a foregone conclusion, and the Tartars in their pockets are still stubbornly resisting.

Abatai wanted to break through, but there were people and horses to intercept him, and he was strangled with the Gao army in front of him, so it was impossible to break through calmly.

He pulled out his horse and retreated, but it caused the Tartars in front of him to waver, and many of the Tartars saw that Abatai was about to run, and immediately became confused.

They dismounted and fought on foot, and without horses they could not keep up with Abatai, and their formations suddenly panicked and began to retreat.

Bai Wenxuan led the army to cover up from behind, he held an iron spear, stabbed a Tartar in the back of the heart from behind, stabbed the whole person through, and then kicked in the back, pulling out the iron spear, bringing up a blood mist.

"Kill!" Bai Wen raised the iron gun and roared angrily.

At this time, Bai Wenxuan stared at the Tartar in front of him again, it was the Tartar striker Zuo Ling Keha, he obviously knew that he was being targeted, turned his head and glared at Bai Wenxuan viciously with his eyes, revealing a burst of killing intent.

Bai Wenxuan was suddenly furious, "!" Are you still so arrogant when you run away? He suddenly stabbed out a shot, but Ha's forehead was also powerful, and the side of his body actually grabbed Bai Wenxuan's gun, and when the two were wrestling, a strong wind suddenly blew next to him, and a white light flashed, and Keha's head flew up instantly, and the headless corpse spewed out a rain of blood.

Bai Wenxuan was slightly stunned, and saw that the flying head had not yet landed, and was grabbed by a person, and then placed in a cloth bag hanging in the saddle.

"Tiger Dawei! You're a, that's mine! Bai Wenxuan saw the person who came clearly, and immediately looked angry.

Hu Dawei turned around and snorted coldly, holding the Guan knife in one hand, but he had already urged the war horse to rush out.

At this time, because of the lack of space in the pocket, Abatai's cavalry lost most of their impact power, and failed to kill through Xu Heihu's tiger selection battalion.

Abatai flew left and right with a big knife, and the cavalry of the Tiger Battalion were cut down by him one after another.

As the first fierce general under Gao Yihuan, Black Whirlwind opened a scoop for a Tartar with an axe, and immediately clamped the horse's belly, picked up the plate axe and slashed at Abatai, "Your mother's turtle grandson, suffer death!" ”

(End of chapter)