Chapter 1124: What a God! (Page 1/1)

Thousands of horsemen slaughtered the ten wagons, most of whom were Mongols chasing Dolgon.

They shouted and brandished their swords, and some shot arrows at the carriage. Although it is impossible to shoot through the planks of the carriage, it can take the lead and boost the morale of your own side.

This time, however, there was a strangely shaped vehicle among the ten carriages, which was made of steel and looked extremely heavy.

Several Changxing Army soldiers inside were anxiously busy, and one of the officers blew the whistle on his chest rhythmically.

His eyes were fixed on the cavalry rushing from the window, and suddenly the whistle suddenly rose sharply.

Suddenly, a gap opened on both sides of the carriage, and rows of firearms stretched out from the inside, and pulled the trigger on the cavalry outside.

"Bang bang!" The cavalry who rushed up was taken aback. Before they could react, many people were hit and fell from their horses, and the rest of the cavalry was shocked.

Some wanted to turn around and flee, some wanted to avoid left and right, and some wanted to rush straight up, and the attacking cavalry was in chaos for a while.

Dolgon's eyes shrank slightly when he saw this, he didn't expect that the Changxing army would set up an ambush in the carriage.

But it doesn't matter, the nearly 10,000 people he brought with him can gnaw open a few carriages even with his teeth.

With a blank face, he continued to send people forward, and let his elite armor soldiers supervise the battle behind.

If the Mongols dared to retreat, or if they stagnated, they would be killed. Under the supervision of Dolgon, the Mongols stormed the carriage.

Although the Changxing Army was hiding in the carriage, the carriage was small and could not accommodate many soldiers.

The density of firepower for external fire was simply not enough, and just now it was only by surprise that the Mongols were taken by surprise, and as soon as the enemy got serious, it didn't take long to surround the carriage.

Knocking down an enemy from his horse, Ma Xiaoliu withdrew his firearm and shouted at the people in the carriage: "Are you all right, if you don't hurry up, the Tartars will come in!" ”

A few people who were busy around a boiler were tired and sweaty, and two of them desperately pulled the bellows, while one sent the coal into the already burning boiler.

They also became impatient when they heard Ma Xiaoliu's words: "What are you urging!" I didn't see that they were all busy! We won't be better when the Tartars come in, so you better concentrate on blocking the Tartars! ”

Ma Xiaoliu scolded unwillingly before he stretched out the loaded firebolt, and just after hitting a bullet, he was slashed on the firebolt.

The huge force made the fire gun in Ma Xiaoliu's hand almost get out of his hand, and before he could take it back, there was a "bang!" from the steel carriage. There was a loud bang.

The sound in the carriage shook back and forth, and everyone involuntarily covered their ears. Ma Xiaoliu cursed and withdrew the firecracker, only to see a deep mark on it.

He pulled out his hammer and aimed it at a Mongol Khan who had raised a hammer and smashed it into the carriage, and the enemy finally fell to the ground with the sound of the gun.

Several people operating the boiler also realized the critical situation and involuntarily sped up the movements of their hands.

In particular, the two strong men who pulled the bellows used their strength to eat, and everyone knew the fate of falling into the hands of the Mongols, and they did their best to survive.

There was the sound of wood shattering, the sound of an adjacent carriage being smashed by the Mongols. Ma Xiaoliu was just about to rush over to help when he heard a grenade exploding.

Ma Xiaoliu, who had an idea, also lit the grenade and threw it, and the grenade in the narrow window couldn't be thrown far at all, and it exploded a few steps away from the carriage.

The air wave from the explosion shook the carriage for a while, and the man operating the boiler couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Be careful! This machine is delicate! If it doesn't work, it will be bad, and if he is broken, no one will be able to leave! ”

Dolgon smiled when he saw the Mongols surrounding the carriage. Many carriages were smashed to pieces by the Mongols, and it was only a matter of time before they were breached.

Others have climbed onto the roof of the carriage and are trying to open the roof of the carriage. He can be regarded as winning this battle, and he can be regarded as recovering some interest first!

Looking at the crumbling carriage, Dolgon whispered, "Zhang Dou! Our battle has just begun, so don't you want a car to be transported into the grassland! ”

Ma Xiaoliu's firearm had just been snatched out of the window, and then a sharp arrow shot in.

Fortunately, the armor on his body blocked the arrow, otherwise this arrow would have cost him half a day's name.

Many of the carriages were already in jeopardy, and he was ready to fight the Mongols. At this moment, the man who operated the boiler yelled: "Okay! ”

Hearing this voice, Ma Xiaoliu's spirit was lifted, and he didn't care about the other whistle on his chest and blew it vigorously.

The man pulled one of the wrenches in the boiler, and suddenly a cloud of white mist erupted from the chimney on the top of the carriage, and he let out a "Woo! There was a loud bang.

The Mongols besieging the carriage were startled by the loud noise, especially one who climbed onto the top of the carriage and wanted to stick his head into the chimney to see what was going on.

A white mist sprayed right on the man's face, and the man screamed and fell to the ground. I saw him covering his cheeks with both hands and screaming desperately, and when he let go of his hand, the facial features on his face almost disappeared.

This frightened the Mongols even more, and they all stopped what they were doing, and looked at this strange carriage that would swallow clouds and spitting fog with trepidation.

Then a burst of white gas erupted from the bottom of the carriage, and the surrounding Mongols immediately scattered and fled.

The appearance of the Mongolian cavalry just now had frightened many people, and they were all afraid of becoming that kind of human and ghost.

Just when the group of people were stunned, a connecting rod drove the huge wheels under the carriage to slowly turn.

The deafening roar of the carriage as it turned frightened the Mongol cavalry backwards, and they no longer dared to rush forward to their deaths.

In the eyes of the Mongol cavalry, the carriage was getting faster and faster, and began to move forward slowly.

Dorgon was stunned from behind, his fists clenched in his hands, his eyes falling to the ground.

What kind of monster did the Changxing Army come up with? Why can it swallow clouds and spit fog? Can you still run like flying?

Dolgon wasn't much stronger than the Mongols, and the steel was so terrifying that it was beyond their imagination.

Looking at the stunned Mongolian cavalry, Ma Xiaoliu grinned, and gave a thumbs up to the few people who operated the boiler: "Okay! Yours are there! Can this big iron lump really move? What a god! ”

"We're nothing? The handsome and grandchildren who have created iron bumps are the real masters! ”

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