Chapter 51 Battle in Movement

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Zhao Ming smiled, he won the first step!

The weapons in the hands of this group of bandits were of inferior quality, and they had no so-called bayonets. They were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered when charged by cavalry at close range.

Harvest!

A harvest begins!

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Some of the swordsman brothers are already red-eyed and their blood is boiling.

In the past, when they walked on the rivers and lakes, when faced with someone with a musket, when did they not turn around and leave, or take a detour?

Like now, it is an experience I have never had before. The feeling of pleasure makes almost every pore relax, so refreshing!

The victims and farmers of Fengjiazhuang who followed Zhao Ming were also excited.

They all went to the battlefield twice, but that battlefield was completely different from the current battlefield.

The exhilaration of galloping horses is not comparable to that depressing and fearful atmosphere, it’s crazy!

Everyone started killing like crazy!

Even those soldiers who had been in silence for a year or two because of their recruitment, and whose pride had been completely wiped out, were now excited.

This feeling is exactly the same as when I followed them, Marshal Liu, back! Everything is back!

It was a real massacre at this time, and no one even needed to slash where it passed.

When horses are charging at high speed, they only need to hold the knife firmly on their waist and stretch it out, and they can cut people to the ground like cutting wheat.

The inertia brought about by the horse's charge, even if no slashing is required, the power wrapped in the blade is terrifying.

"No, no, no! Don't kill me! Ah!~"

"Run! Run!~"

A famous swordsman was chopped to the ground the moment his horse flew past.

"I will fight with you!"

Of course, there are also some sword bandits who do not believe in evil and want to rely on their own sword skills to fight to the death.

But he was soon overwhelmed by the cavalry. As the cavalry passed by where he was, all that was left was a trampled and bloody corpse.

Poof!

Another swing of the knife caused a large amount of blood to splash all over Zhao Ming's face, but his expression remained unchanged at this time.

He casually wiped the blood near his eyes and continued to slash with the ring-head knife.

Someone was running wildly in front of him, but he was quickly knocked down. How could two legs outrun four legs?

Although brothers were shot down by bullets one after another, the total number did not exceed twenty!

Don't doubt this battle damage rate. The hit rate of bullets on the real battlefield is very low.

During the Anti-Japanese War, the red side was severely short of ammunition, so it set a record of killing an enemy with an average of thirty rounds.

At present, this record has not been broken by other troops.

During World War II, the average number of rounds consumed to kill an enemy was more than a thousand rounds.

This is true both at home and abroad.

Even in some battle areas in later generations, some random fighting methods often appeared. Only the gun was exposed, and the head did not need to be exposed at all.

Most of these brothers who were hit were bullets fired from the city wall, but the hit rate was still not high.

Firstly, the distance is far, and secondly, the cavalry charge is too fast. After rushing into the crowd, it is sometimes easy to accidentally injure friendly troops.

Instead of beating, my hands and feet were tied up.

As a charge passed by, the bandits in front of him were completely defeated. Zhao Ming was still thinking about whether to charge all the way to the end and then return with a carbine.

It turned out that there was probably too much movement here, which attracted some bandits from other neighborhoods. Dozens of bandits carrying guns appeared at the corner a hundred meters away.

This group of people were also a little confused when they saw Zhao Ming's abrupt cavalry.

When he reacted, he wanted to shoot, but his mind was already dominated by fear and his body was already dominated by fear, so he started running.

But it's too late!

The current cavalry is like a tiger that has completely broken free of restraint, desperate to tear apart all the enemies in front of it.

Poof! Phew!

The sound of various sharp blades breaking through the body was heard, a large amount of blood spattered, and someone's head was completely cut off by the inertia of the horse.

This is difficult to do with a normal slash, but driven by the inertia of the horse, even a slight slash is as heavy as a huge blow.

Not to mention that this group of people didn't wear any armor, even if they wore armor, it would be difficult to do well in the face of these cavalry slashing.

Dozens of bandits were covered by the cavalry before even a shot was fired. After the cavalry passed by, all that was left were the bloody corpses.

At this time, Li Shuiwa on the city wall was already blind. The cavalry had already left their shooting range, turned to another street, and continued to kill.

He couldn't tell all the brothers in the city about the sudden changes that happened here.

This led to a serious consequence. When the brothers heard the noise, they came over to check, and the result was that some of them died.

Anyone who enters the sight of this group of cavalry will enter a countdown to death.

When facing cavalry with muskets, if there are no automated weapons such as machine guns, the best way is to gather in formation to fight the enemy.

But they had no chance to form a formation. Many bandits were even playing with women in the homes of some wealthy families. When they heard the noise, they rushed out to check the situation, and all of them were quickly annihilated.

"Who is it! Who the hell can tell me who this person is! Who are these people?"

Li Shuiwa gritted his teeth. The thousands of old brothers he had brought from Qianyang County had all been picked out under Wang Youbang's nose over the years.

If one person dies or the other is killed, he can certainly force people to join the gang in the city.

But if the situation tonight deteriorates completely, it is still unclear whether this city belongs to Li Shuiwa or not.

By then, those who were forced to join the gang would probably abandon their guns and become good citizens again.

"Master Li! Master Li! We...we are not the time to be angry now. We should kill these dogs first!"

A younger brother hurriedly admonished.

These words brought Li Shuiwa back from her anger.

"Yes, yes, yes! I have two or three hundred brothers here. If you go down with me, it's so outrageous. How can the one who takes advantage of Qingzi compare with the one who takes advantage of us?"

Li Shuiwa reacted quickly and began to give orders, preparing to summon all the brothers patrolling the city wall.

He had been a knife bandit for a long time before. Because he didn't have a gun, he always used a knife to ride on horseback and plunder.

Therefore, he still knows a lot about the cavalry.

It is very clear that as long as you take these two hundred or so brothers, line up, cross fire, and hold steady, no matter how many people come from the opposite side, it will be in vain!

At the same time, the massacre continued. The cavalry kept passing through Chencang City, and corpses were everywhere wherever they passed.

Some unsuspecting residents even came out to check the situation, but because they had no eyesight, they were frightened and were chopped down to the ground.

The cavalry cannot stop, and Zhao Ming cannot stop for the sake of a mere life.

Since we plan to attack in such a brutal way, we cannot stop. All battles must be carried out in motion.