Zhang Cheng glanced at the guards who were hit by arrows just now. They should not be worried about their lives. One of them was hit by an arrow in his left shoulder, and the other seemed to be in his abdomen, but they were farther away and could not see clearly. However, these two parts were protected by armor. It shouldn't be fatal.
I saw the two of them rolling on the ground, trying desperately to endure it and not continuing to howl, so as not to affect the morale of the army.
"Bang..." The sound of a bow string playing sounded in Chen Zhong's ears.
"Whoosh..." Then the sound of the arrow leaving the string was heard.
Just as Chen Zhong shouted eighty steps, Zhang Cheng's Kaiyuan bow had already been fully drawn in his hand, and a heavy arrow was firmly placed on the bow. When the captive cavalry entered seventy steps, he suddenly pulled the arrow Arrow shot out.
It was being shot into the mouth of the strong knight on the right side of the Qing army. He was howling and urging his horse to speed up. His facial expression was extremely ferocious. At this time, Zhang Cheng shot an arrow from his mouth, piercing the back of his head. When he came out, his strong life was taken away in an instant.
Since he had put away his bow and arrows at this time and was still holding the reins of the war horse with his left hand, his body would not fall off the horse immediately, but the expression on his face had indeed solidified, with his mouth wide open and staring angrily ahead, with a fierce look on his face. , but with a hint of disbelief.
He looked like a devil from hell, with an arrow feather hanging out of his open mouth, trembling constantly, and it was simply terrifying.
This was also for the sake of safety. After all, this was the first time he fought with the captive cavalry after arriving in this magical world. He did not dare to be reckless. Even though there were five hundred fine cavalry behind him at this moment to support him, he was already in a situation of victory. In order to achieve this first arrow, the soldier's faith in donating blood must be absorbed.
Because this will greatly affect the morale of the soldiers.
"Sixty steps, fire volley." Chen Zhong shouted the order. He was already a little anxious, and the Qing army rushed up at once.
"Ah...ah..." Accompanied by Chen Zhong's command, there were two more screams. It turned out that at the same time, the Qing cavalry fired a second round of heavy arrows, and two more guards were shot.
"Bang..." a loud cracking sound.
Fifteen Rumi guns fired a wonderful volley, a row of scorching fire flashed, and thick white smoke rose at the same time.
With the loud noise of the gunfire, through the white smoke, one could vaguely see clouds of blood mist emerging from the Qing soldiers rushing from the opposite side. Several war horses fell suddenly, and shrill screams could be heard in the distance.
The fire gun projectiles at this time have no penetrating power, but their destructive power is stronger. If the lead bullets are penetrated into the body at this time, all the organs in the body will be smashed by the exploding projectiles, even if it is in the sky. It is difficult for gods to come down to earth to save him.
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The powerful Qing army never expected that the Ming army on the opposite side could be so calm. Even though they were already a hundred steps away, there was still no movement.
For the Ming army that they had faced off against in the past, the Ming army's cannons had already started to go off when they were one hundred and fifty steps away, let alone a hundred steps away.
"Something's wrong. There's something very wrong with the Ming army we met today." He was thinking in his mind, feeling a little confused in his heart, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
At this time, he had just shot the second arrow and had already put away the bow and arrow. He was holding the reins with his left hand and a machete in his right hand, and was urging the horse under his hip to run with all his strength.
Suddenly, a flash of light in the dazzling sunlight on the opposite side was getting closer and closer. He suddenly woke up. It was an arrow shot by the Ming army. His body naturally shrank his neck. This was the physical instinct of a veteran. They will react involuntarily when they are in danger.
With a sound of "Bang...", he felt the howling to the north of him suddenly stop. He turned around and saw the horrifying scene. The brother next to him was shot from the mouth with a heavy arrow, piercing the back of the head, and his face. The ferocious expression was twisted and frozen.
Even a demon like him who has been fighting for a long time and kills many people was shocked. He usually kills others, but now seeing the miserable state of the people around him naturally aroused his anger and stared at him. Blood red eyes, shouting...
As soon as he turned around, he saw a cloud of white mist rising in front of the Ming army's formation on the opposite side, and then heard a "bang" explosion.
"A volley?" There was a trace of panic in his extremely fierce eyes, and he actually reached sixty steps and fired such a beautiful volley.
"Charge... rush..." Yes, hurry up, take advantage of the gap between the Ming army and the fire cannons, rush up, kill them all, kill the Ming army general, maybe... maybe there is still a chance... .
"Peng..."
The strong man of the Qing army stared angrily ahead, holding the horse's belly tightly with his legs, and holding the reins of the horse with his left hand. The machete in his right hand slipped involuntarily, and was inserted diagonally on the ground. He had not yet drank blood. It has been buried in the ground, and its handle is shaking, as if unwilling to do so.
A blood arrow shot out from the chest, and the horse continued to run forward according to its inertia. The warrior on the horse had gone to another world, a world where there was no more fighting and pain, but his body did not collapse immediately. While sitting on the saddle, he was swaying from side to side without any awareness.
On his left, two war horses were hit by bullets fired from Rumi's gun. Blood arrows spurted out from the horses, and they neighed sadly and fell to their knees suddenly. The Qing soldiers on the horses were thrown straight to the front, and for a moment Can't get up.
One of the other's feet was still hanging in the stirrup and was pressed under the horse's belly. He was howling in pain. It was estimated that the foot had been crushed by the heavy body of the horse.
At the same time, three more horses on his right were hit by the volley of Lumi guns. As the blood arrows poured out, they also fell to the ground. One of the horses was running so fast and was hit in the leg. It rolled forward twice before stopping.
The two Qing army vests were thrown far away, but the other Qing army vest reacted extremely quickly. The moment the horse fell to the ground, he turned over and rolled away to the right, and his body rolled on the ground twice more before stabilizing. stop.
There were only five horses left and they were still rushing towards Zhang Cheng. The speed of two Qing army horses obviously began to slow down and they even went astray. Now there were three Qing army cavalry-controlled horses rushing in front, but they His face was filled with an incredible look.
They had also seen the billowing red clouds rising not far from the north and south sides. Knowing that today was already a bad day, they could not help but arouse their ferocity, howling desperately and rushing towards Zhang Cheng and others directly in front.
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“When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!”
Zhang Cheng had put back his Kaiyuan bow, took off his long-handled "knife-clipping stick" from the victory hook on the right side of the saddle, and rushed towards the Qing army's vest opposite with a loud roar.
"Kill...kill the Tatars...kill...ah..."
Accompanied by bursts of howling, Chen Zhong led the remaining fifteen guards to guard Zhang Cheng closely and rushed out at the same time.
Behind them, the Ming army's three sentry posts with about 180 elite riders following Zhang Cheng were already a little anxious. Their horses were constantly digging at the dry soil and grass on the ground. If the knights on the horses hadn't tightened their grip, He held the reins, fearing that he would have already jumped up and charged away.
At this moment, when they heard the sound of volleys of Rumi's muskets in front of them, they immediately picked up their reins one by one. More than 180 war horses ran wildly as if they had escaped from the reins. In an instant, they caught up with Chen Zhong and his guards, roaring and roaring towards them. Towards the only three remaining Qing horsemen on the opposite side.
The galloping horses brought up billowing smoke, and the billowing red clouds from the north and south wings couldn't help but wrap up behind the Qing army's vests. It was like a roaring and howling hell devil, trying to devour the remaining three Qing soldiers.
This is just the beginning. This group of red devils will continue to move forward and continue to devour the Qing army in the mafang in front. Moreover, it will grow stronger. Only when it grows stronger can it destroy all the rotten nobles, rigid bureaucrats, damned people in this world. Swallowed up by party strife!
