Soon, the large number of officers and soldiers were only about 80 paces away from the escort, and some of them were running less than 50 paces. Huang Hansheng didn't pay attention to www.biquge.info the few stragglers in front of him who were getting closer and closer, but just stared at the large army and estimated the distance.

At a distance of sixty paces, Huang Hansheng ordered: "Fire!" ”

"Hoo hoo hoo bang", the gunfire was loud, three hundred guns shot out flames in unison, and the barrage formed by the dense lead bullets made the flow of people running as if they had hit a wall, and they were stagnant. The person who was shot seemed to be pushed to the ground by a large invisible hand. The crowd behind was irrepressibly in a panic, rushing or retreating? That's a problem.

Taking advantage of this gap, the convoy nervously reloaded, and fired another salvo under the command to open fire. The tangled officers and soldiers fell by hundreds more, and the ranks became even more chaotic. The Warlords desperately drove away, and the crowd slowly pushed forward in a tangled way.

After two volleys, Huang Hansheng ordered: "Get on the bayonet and advance!" ”

The escort took out the bayonet and inserted it into the booth, then walked forward with a neat stride with the rifle in hand.

The tangled officers and soldiers finally got their wish and mingled with each other, but soon found that hand-to-hand combat was not a better option than being shot.

After the two sides came into contact, the escorts made a neat "killing" sound, which resounded through the sky, and this momentum made the officers and men stagnate.

The firm and powerful assassination of the guards made the officers and soldiers accustomed to sword exchanges very uncomfortable. When you slash over, he blocks it and it's a thrust; You wander on either side of it, trying to find a flaw, and he doesn't care about it as a thrust; You pull out a sword flower, false and real, and want to sell a flaw to let the other party be fooled, he seems to be a tendon, and when he approaches, it is a thrust......

No matter whether the officers and soldiers are good or bad, whether their martial arts are high or low, and what kind of tricks they use to meet the enemy, anyway, the opponent's coming and going is a stab. After a few rounds, the officers and soldiers fell to the ground, but the guards did not suffer many casualties.

The newcomers of the convoy can only be spectators when shooting, but they cannot stand idly by when entering the white-knuckle battle, and the veterans and native soldiers rush forward as the main force, and they follow behind to pick up the leaks.

Su's thick leg performance stood out among the newcomers, and his hard-working skills finally came in handy, and in less than a stick of incense, he stabbed five officers and soldiers to death, which was not much better than the old team members. Blood was splashed all over him, but it was all the enemy's, and every time he stabbed someone to death, he silently counted the number in his heart, and there was no panic of the first killing, some were just excited-a thought vaguely rose in his heart, his grandmother, the official army was so unbeaten, and the sky of this Qiongzhou Mansion was about to change.

Wang Liangdong stared at the battlefield with his eyes, and he was powerless to complain.

The so-called chaotic people, I'm afraid that the battalions transferred to Guangdong can't beat them, and these patchwork teams under their own hands are not opponents, so if they continue to fight, I'm afraid there will be no more people left in the end. originally thought that it was a good move to be able to hold the opponent's weakness, but now it seems that even if Wei Lianheng succeeds, it doesn't mean much - he has fought all his own people, what qualifications do he have to deal with the other party?

Seeing that hand-to-hand combat could not take advantage, the officers and soldiers who only relied on a false fire to support their courage began to retreat, not daring to continue fighting with the other party. The first to bear the brunt is the township Yong who was ranked at the forefront, they were originally dissatisfied with being used as cannon fodder, and now there are many dead and wounded, but they have not cut off a few heads of the other party, there is no credit, they can't get the reward from the government, but their lives are on the line, and they are not worth it.

Someone shouted: "Brothers, we are not paid to be soldiers, it is important to save our lives, and we still have wives and children at home!" ”

Someone came forward, and others responded: "That's it, his grandmother's still puts us in front, and Lao Tzu is gone!" ”

Shouting and shouting, some people scattered from both sides and ran backwards, avoiding the Warlords. Although the rest of the officers and soldiers did not run with them for the time being, they did not stop them - they were just hindered by their military status, and they were afraid that they would be beheaded if they ran back, otherwise they would also run with Xiang Yong.

Xiang Yongcai doesn't care so much, they follow the officers and soldiers to fight, they are greedy for money, even if they run away, the government will not be able to settle accounts after the autumn, and the law will not blame the public! Even if the pro-soldiers of the war supervision team had the intention to stop it, they were unable to stop it due to the limited manpower, and after a while, most of the villagers ran away.

Seeing that the officers and soldiers were cowering and running a lot, Huang Hansheng looked back at Xia Nan, wanting to see his orders and what to do next.

Xia Nan was far away, and he couldn't reach the shouts, so he made a gesture and waved his hand forward, signaling him to continue the attack and defeat the official army.

Huang Hansheng understood his order and led the team to move forward. The officers and soldiers scattered and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the escorts, but none of them rushed forward. Without organized resistance, the advance was smoother, and it was simply invincible, and soon broke into the position of the officers and soldiers of the Chinese army, and Wang Liangdong could see the bayonets of the opponent's spear heads, which reflected a dazzling light in the sun.

Seeing that Wang Liangdong seemed to be at a loss, he hurriedly said: "Lord Qianhu, this battle can't be fought, order to withdraw!" ”

Wang Liangdong replied weakly: "Wei Baihu will definitely succeed, maybe there will be a chance to ......" In fact, this is not so much to say to his subordinates, but to comfort himself.

"My lord, Xiang Yong has run away, this time he can't beat it even more, what do you care about Wei Baihu, if you wait, you can't run away!"

Wang Liangdong looked around blankly, this is defeated? Three thousand men fought seven or eight hundred, and they were defeated, and the other side suffered very few casualties, and he didn't even have a few heads to cover his shame. When I returned to Fucheng and held him responsible, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat.

Huang Hansheng found Wang Liangdong sitting on a horse, and saw that this person was not only riding a war horse, but also wearing bright armor, he must be a big official, so he immediately took out his bow and arrows, and prepared to shoot this person. The Qionghai rifle shot at a single target at a distance of a hundred paces was purely a matter of chance, or a bow and arrow were reliable.

Wang Liangdong still doesn't know that he is being targeted, and he is fighting with heaven and man in his heart, whether to hold on and change the comment of "fighting hard and not retreating", or simply retreat and go back to find a way to fight with that group of civil officials? The left and right are still urging: "The general trend has gone, my lord, give the order to retreat!" ”

Huang Hansheng put the arrow on his hand and aimed his bow at the senior official. Just as he was about to release the bowstring, an officer and soldier suddenly swung his knife and slashed at him. Huang Hansheng let go of the string, shot the arrow, and then dodged the knife sideways, secretly exclaiming in his heart: "It's a pity." ”

Due to the sneak attack, the arrow was slightly off the target, but it still hit Wang Liangdong, but it was inserted into the shoulder and missed the point. Wang Liangdong fell backwards and almost fell off his horse, but fortunately he was supported by his own soldiers on the left and right. Now he no longer hesitated, and shouted in panic, "Hurry up!" "Surrounded by his own soldiers, he retreated.