The second centurion rushed over from behind. They were not baptized by artillery fire, and their spirits were still high.
However, the mountain road is so wide that the first centurion almost stopped and became an obstacle to them!
"You bunch of trash, get down quickly and don't block our way!" Baihu from the second team roared.
Not long after the sound fell, there was a roar, and the first artillery fired a second stone bullet.
The stone bullet was aimed at the centurion of the second team, but it missed the target slightly and hit the person in front of him.
"Crunch——"
The thigh of the man in front was smashed, blood spattered, and the stone bullet bounced off the ground and hit the belly of the centurion from the second team.
The centurion felt his stomach was hit by a sledgehammer, and he flew backwards in the air, hitting Yuan Bing behind him with his shoulder.
Under the tremendous force, his arm bones broke instantly, protruded from his shoulders, and pierced the necks of his colleagues behind him.
The power on the stone bullet had not completely dissipated, and it finally stopped after taking another Yuan soldier away.
The first hundred-man team finally collapsed and began to run back. They collided with the second hundred-man team. As they collided with each other, dozens of Yuan soldiers fell down the cliff and valley.
The drums sounded, and the fourth centurion also rushed out.
At this time, the third centurion had arrived at the entrance of the Linyuan dangerous road. However, looking at the two centuries crowding each other in front, they hesitated and did not dare to step forward.
Brother Wang Meng who was hiding behind the stone wall saw him and scolded: "Zhao Qianhu, you have led good soldiers!"
Zhao Qianhu gritted his teeth and said: "General, when we dealt with the Red Scarf Army before, the last general and others were the vanguard. Everyone was very tired from the battle. They rushed all the way back to Jiangdu. Without any repairs, they fought with Liu Ju and others.
One. Now the morale of the brothers is not high, and the enemy’s guns are fierce..."
"Shut up!" Brother Wang Meng yelled angrily: "I don't want to hear any excuses, general. You immediately lead the charge and order the soldiers to advance. If you retreat, you will be executed immediately!"
The anger in Zhao Qianhu's eyes flashed away, and he said loudly: "You don't need to kill me then!" With a roar, the tiger rushed forward with a hundred men under his command.
"My dear men, don't be afraid if you are heroes. Instead of running away like rabbits and being killed, it is better to die fighting here. Let's all rush together and show how powerful these bandits are!"
Zhao Qianhu roared loudly, and his voice penetrated into every soldier. In an instant, the soldiers of the first centurion had red eyes, roared, and rushed forward again.
"Boom!"
The firecracker fired another stone bullet, killing five or six soldiers, but this time it was unable to stop the enemy's progress.
Zhang Yangquan was secretly shocked that these Yuan soldiers were so fierce. Even Qin Lingjun was slightly moved and said: "These Yuan soldiers are stronger than those under Miao Daheng! Military advisor, will you light a fire?"
Zhang Yangquan took a deep breath, waved his hand and said: "Light the fire!"
The Yuan soldiers who were running at the front were less than ten feet away from the village gate. They were already red-eyed and didn't notice a fire snake scurrying quickly from the ground.
At this moment, all the soldiers heard a loud bang in their ears!
"Rumble——"
The ground seemed to be shaking. Zhao Qianhu's feet stopped and his dark face was stunned. He felt a wave of air coming towards him, his ears buzzed, and he could no longer hear anything.
A black cloud rose in front of the field of vision, and the bodies of several soldiers seemed to be lifted up by the black cloud. They soared in the sky for a while, then fell into the valley and the abyss.
Gray smoke and dust billowed up, and soil and gravel were scattered in all directions. Everyone was stunned, including the people in the village standing on Longtan Village.
Qin Lingjun was placing a lit arrow on the bowstring and maintaining the shooting posture. This was to prevent the enemy from breaking the lead and let her manually light the fire.
She had seen the new gunpowder shoot firecrackers before, but although the range had been greatly improved, she did not really realize the difference between the new gunpowder and the old gunpowder.
It wasn't until this moment, when she saw the power of fifty kilograms of gunpowder exploding in an instant, that she truly felt the power of heaven and earth.
The village soldiers were all illiterate. Seeing such a terrifying scene, they began to suspect that this was not the work of human beings, but some kind of magic. They looked at Zhang Yangquan with eyes full of awe!
The soldiers of the Yuan Dynasty were also similar. They suspected that the demon was casting a magic spell. They all stood blankly in place, as if they had been cast a restraining spell. Only from the center of the explosion could a feeble wailing sound be heard.
After a while, the smoke and dust dissipated, and a large pit two feet deep appeared in the center of the explosion. All Yuan soldiers within two feet lay motionless on the ground. They were dead, killed by the strong shock wave generated by the explosion.
Soldiers two feet away were also affected. Although no external injuries were visible, they all appeared to be in pain, and some ears were bleeding.
Looking at the tragic situation in front of them, most of the Yuan soldiers were completely frightened. I didn't know who took the lead first. The soldiers of the two Centuries all scrambled to flee.
Zhao Qianhu did not stop them this time. The burly man was also a little confused at the moment. Facing such the power of heaven and earth, he also felt a little afraid.
The other three centurions stayed in place. Although they did not advance, they did not retreat either. This shows that Zhao Qianhu's centurions are indeed well-trained.
Screams suddenly sounded from behind. Zhao Qianhu turned around and his eyes turned red instantly. It turned out that the two centurions who fled back were shot and killed on the order of Brother Wang Meng.
Brother Wang Meng was actually stunned by the explosion just now, but the thought of revenge for his beloved son quickly overwhelmed everything, so he immediately ordered the deserters to be killed.
If the deserters spread fear to the entire army, it will never be possible to capture this stronghold again!
Zhao Qianhu stared at Brother Wang Meng and gasped: "You have seen it. It's not that they are cowardly, why do you want to kill them?"
Wang Mengge said with a livid face: "My general speaks like a mountain, and anyone who retreats will be killed, and you will do the same!"
"Brother Wang Meng, I'm going to fuck your grandma!" Zhao Qianhu yelled, leading three centurions, and turned around to kill Brother Wang Meng: "Brothers, fight them!"
On the wall of the cottage, Qin Ling thought happily and said: "Look, they are fighting among themselves!"
"Haha, this is called subduing the enemy without fighting!" Guo Niansheng's face flushed with excitement.
Qin Lingjun put away her bow and arrows, glanced at Zhang Yangquan, and suddenly said: "Commander, that black-faced general is a talent."
Zhang Yangquan knew that she cherished her talent, so he pondered for a while, then waved his hand and said: "Geng San, shoot me again!"
Qin Lingsi was surprised and said: "They are killing each other, what are we doing with guns? Isn't it a waste of bullets?"
Zhang Yangquan waved his hand and said: "Aim at Brother Wang Meng and others, and don't hurt the black-headed soldier!"
"Boom!"
A stone bullet whizzed out and landed in the hundred-man archery team under Wang Mengge, killing and injuring seven or eight people.
Zhao Qianhu was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and glanced in the direction of the village. He saw someone waving a flag on the wall of the village, and he immediately understood the other person's intention.
Before Zhao Qianhu could think about it, Wang Meng over there ordered another arrow to be fired, and a round of arrows came, killing and wounding nearly a hundred of Zhao Qianhu's soldiers.
Zhao Qianhu gritted his teeth and ran towards the mountain stronghold with the remaining two hundred people. On the way, Yuan soldiers fired another round of arrows, and Zhao Qianhu lost more than fifty people.
"Boom!"
Longtanzhai returned a shot, and several archers died in tragic circumstances, causing chaos in the team. Zhao Qianhu and others took the opportunity to come to the big pit created by the gunpowder.
The crowd filled the pit with nearby corpses, then jumped over the pit and came to the gate of the cottage. The gate opened from the inside and let them in.