5155 The God of Killing Returns

Style: Historical Author: Pure heartWords: 2098Update Time: 24/01/11 23:59:34
At this moment, the empty soul is as if a white jade pillar in the clear sky has been inserted directly into it, and it is like a purple golden beam in the sea!

The two thousand Guanwai troops were stunned for three seconds like a lightning strike, and then led by the Xionggui Battalion suddenly erupted into an earth-shattering long live cry!

"Ula...the general returns...Ula..."

"Long live...the general is not dead...long live..."

At this moment, the souls that had been spared were stuffed back, and the escaped military souls stumbled back. The soldiers of the four battalions felt that their faces were burning like red coals, and the roots of their faces and ears were burning red.

Especially the group of soldiers who dropped their weapons in advance. They screamed, picked up their bayonets from the ground, and stabbed the nearest enemy fiercely.

"What a fool... kill... kill the rebels... kill the thieves!"

Zai Tu and the others were dumbfounded, watching helplessly as the two thousand Guanwai troops had become docile sheep but suddenly turned into ferocious tigers.

Pity the more than a thousand elite cavalry who had already rushed in, because they were careless and underestimated the enemy. They were already trapped in the train station and were completely mixed up with these foreign troops.

There is no distance when it comes to distance, there is no speed when it comes to speed, and there is no courage to fight in close combat. There is nothing to suffer from now!

The crazed Guanwai Army pounced on the trapped cavalry, stabbing the rebels on horseback with their bayonets, screaming and vomiting blood, and being knocked off their horses one by one by the bayonet.

The war horses without their masters were spinning in circles. Even animals know fear. However, these war horses met their ancestors who were playing cavalry. The soldiers of the Ergun Battalion rushed forward and stared at the eyes of these war horses.

Muttering in his mouth, he carefully grabbed the reins of the war horse with his hands! It's strange to say that no matter how violent the horse is, it suddenly settles down when it encounters these fine-eyed warriors.

He gently stroked the war horse's neck with his palm, and his restless mood slowly eased. He jumped on the war horse while the horse was not paying attention to these Mongolian warriors turning over.

With the strength of the legs, one can skillfully control the war horses with just the strength of the legs. These war horses seem to suddenly have spirituality. They can sense what they want to do without the use of reins by relying on the strength of the cavalry's legs.

The cavalryman relaxed his hands, controlled the horse with his legs, and manipulated the weapon with both hands at the same time. He rushed into the rebels and it was another bloody storm!

The complex terrain of the station was not conducive to cavalry fighting. Without the speed of the horses, they encountered barbarians like the Guanwai Army. What awaited them was a one-sided massacre.

More and more rebels fell to the ground and turned into meat under the bayonet. The crazy Guanwai Army may want to atone for their shameful surrender.

In front of Hunchun, they killed even more hysterically, and the battle was three times more bloody than before!

"It's over... it's over... my cavalry... my cavalry... fire the cannon... the heavy machine gun fires..."

Zai Tu was crying when he spoke. He watched the last batch of cavalry turn into mud on the ground. He looked at Hunchun riding on horseback on the battlefield to boost morale. He wanted to cut him into pieces with a thousand knives!

Boom...boom...

The rebels have no intention of surrendering this time. They can only rely on firearms to annihilate them!

As soon as the cannon fired, no matter how brutal the barbarians were, they were no match. The troops outside the Guan Dynasty were hit by the shells and fled. Even Hunchun's arm was scratched by shrapnel.

He ignored the bandage and shouted loudly, "The whole army will attack the north... The Jingwu heroes will gather... Prepare to hold on... The stupid fake prince... Zaitu, you are a girl to support..."

"Do you think you're the only one with a cannon? I have one too!"

"Send the signal..." Swish, swish... bang... Hunchun's signal bomb was released in the sky. Within ten seconds, a muffled thunder-like sound was heard from the north.

Immediately afterwards, the rebel position boomed...a series of explosions sounded!

Jingwu Heroes will officially join the battle!

At this moment, Xiang Lang is no longer the owner of the village, but a general commanding the battle. He is standing on a high observation deck in the village, surrounded by several artillery observation posts.

These sentries are nervously calculating data to provide various design angles for the artillery below!

There are a total of twelve such lookout posts in the Jingwu Hero Gate, which can provide an all-round view of the surrounding terrain, east, west, north, and south. At a height of five stories, one can look out at almost all areas of Tianjin Guard.

Under the watchtower, the doors of several huge underground arsenals were opened. Three living rooms were actually disguised. After lifting the bluestone slabs on the ground, there was a 30-degree slope leading to the underground arsenal. .

The heroes in Zhuangzi and the Far Eastern Army of the Xiang family were desperately pushing the 88 artillery gun to higher ground.

"One two...one...one two...one..."

It took eight people to push the heavy artillery up the slope. Everyone was sweating profusely from exhaustion, but look at the two bosses, the old farmer and the eagle, next to them.

Two people, one on the left and one on the right, pushed a cannon and ran up the thirty-degree slope as easily as pulling an ordinary rickshaw!

Xiang Lang was watching the heroes below preparing to set up defenses from the high platform. At a glance, he saw young Huo Yuanjia running towards the position outside Zhuangzi carrying a box of shells.

"Good boy...then..." A Colt runner was thrown down, followed by a bright bullet belt!

"We are responsible for killing the rebels! Mr. Yu is serving the court and loyal to Lord Long Live, but what about Mr. Private? This is because our heroes cherish heroes and contribute to the King of the Far East and General Hunchun who defeated Lao Maozi! "

"What I, Xiang Lang, said is absolutely true... After today's bloody battle is over, not only will I receive money as a pension, but I will also express my merits to the court for everyone!"

"If you want to be an official, let's be an official. If you want to get rich, you have your own way to get rich... Just don't imitate Cao Futian's grandsons and eat everything in!"

"I obey the order of the owner of the village!" Hundreds of martial arts masters cheered collectively under the high platform. Huo Yuanjia tied the bullet belt around his waist and inserted the pistol.

"Thank you, Lord, for the reward! When I see Cao Futian... I'll cut off his head and send him back!"

"Bah... you are an unpopular piece of shit who eats and drinks from the village. In the end, he rebels. He is a good man!"

Artillery was pushed out one after another and lined up along the south wall of the Jingwu Heroes Association. The Far Eastern Army began to construct artillery positions.

Just after five cannons were rolled out, General Hunchun's fireworks signal was seen!

"Direction of eleven o'clock... elevation angle fifteen... two bursts... rapid fire..." The order was immediately passed down from the high platform, and various artillery shooting elements were calculated.

Boom boom... boom boom... boom boom...

Two of the five artillery pieces fired rapidly, and ten shells immediately tore open a death zone more than ten meters long in the rebel position closest to the Guanwai Army.