Although the rebels were outnumbered, the more than seventy people who attacked were all from the martial arts world. They were all skilled in martial arts and fearless of death. Nan Yunshan, who was a master, was at the front. The others faced the target regardless of their own safety. Adventure. Four militia members who were shot by arrows were not afraid of death. They broke the arrow shafts inserted into their bodies and rushed towards the oncoming rebels. Everyone knew that on the battlefield, you would die or I would die. As long as you can move .I will never sit back and wait for death.
The smoke of gunpowder has not dissipated. The pungent smell hangs in the air. The sound of killing covers up the sound of gunfire. The era of cold weapons has arrived. The hot-blooded heroes have a place to use. "Nan Batian" Nanyun Mountain rushed out of the ravine more than ten steps away .I met the first rebel. The machete in Nan Yuntian's hand was the king of infantry. It weighed about forty pounds and was about two meters long. With this guy in his hand, it could sweep a large area.
I saw Nan Yuntian stepping forward. With one move, he swept through thousands of troops. The wind swept through the remaining clouds. His momentum was astonishing and frightening. He directly defeated the enemy and made the disciples behind him feel admiration.
A rebel wanted to block with the shovel in his hand. His shovel was a weapon obtained from the stable of a wealthy landlord. It was originally used to cut grass. Now he wields it in his hand and kills people. The fodder was just as simple. But his knife was not long enough. The rebel did not cut down Nan Yuntian's body. And his movements were not as scary as his screams. The machete was already attached to his waist. Hearing the rebel scream, he heard the sound of his bones breaking. His upper body left his body and he was cut in half.
Such power. The King of Chu is reborn. People have to admire Nan Yuntian. His name "Nan Batian" is well-deserved. Nan Yuntian went on the wrong path. He committed murder and robbery and embarked on a path of no return. However, he was spared by Li Guolou and returned. He has a chance to reform. He has a piece of territory in the capital. It is worth exchanging his wealth and life. Nan Yuntian's life has been sold to Li Guolou a long time ago. Today, he will use his loyalty and blood to wash away the shame of the past. Let the disciples be proud of having such a master again.
Nanyuntian roared loudly. Blood splashed and swept down a large area. Those who stood in my way died and those who touched me died. I saw that Nanyuntian was unstoppable and rushed into the rebels, sweeping away all living creatures. The beard on his chin fluttered, adding to his power. The momentum seems to make people see the power of Guan Yun who has surpassed five levels and killed six generals.
The rebels did not expect that Nan Yuntian could use such a tyrannical sword technique. In an instant, the crowd became a little commotion. Some people did not dare to charge forward, and they did not understand how the person in front of them could use such a terrifying sword technique.
Several sharp arrows were shot towards Nanyuntian. But the sound of "boom" from the bowstring was heard. The arrows were as fast as lightning. They were imminent.
Nan Yuntian couldn't help but groaned. He was hit by an arrow in the shoulder. Red light burst out. Blood soaked his robe. He used his remaining strength to push back the enemy. He could no longer hold the machete in his hand. It fell to the ground with a clang.
There was a commotion among the militia members behind them. Everyone rushed to protect Nan Yuntian. They used a small battle formation to surround Nan Yuntian.
"Master, are you okay?" Duan Muchun, a tall man, took the lead in blocking in front of Master Nan Yuntian. He used the shield in his hand to block the flying arrows.
"It's okay. I was bitten by a mosquito." Nan Yuntian grinned. He sat on the grass and bandaged the wound. He could kill enemies with a knife in one hand. He didn't want to become a waste.
"Master, rest for a while and watch your disciple avenge you." The tenth disciple, Xiao Bangzi, was good at lying on his back. Holding a round shield and a broadsword, he rolled forward and jumped forward, breaking away from the battle formation. It is a habit among Jianghu people. Don’t change. They all like to fight alone.
Xiaoxunzi rolled on the ground. He waved the big knife to chop the feet of the rebels. He screamed sharply. Five people who did not look at their feet were accidentally recruited. One rebel and one was cut off. Five rebels couldn't afford to fall to the ground.
The swarming rebels stepped on the people who fell to the ground. No one stopped to help her companion. Xiao Xunzi was clever. At a glance, the situation was not right. There were too many rebels. In the array.
The killing of the battle array is to pay attention to cooperation. The members of the front group held the shield with a shield. Protect the people behind them. The members of the group behind them followed the routine of the practice. Swim killing the enemy from the gap of the shield. This is a cold weapon and thermal weapon. In the era of alternation. The master of brave martial arts has a place on the battlefield. People who fight on the front line of the battlefield will have to practice martial arts.
These members of the group are usually practicing martial arts all day. The exercise formation method kills the enemy. Although the rebels in front of them do not rush to kill. They are all fighting. There is no decent battle formation. They are hacked. But the efficiency of the killing cannot be compared with. The rebels fall down one by one. The number of members of the group members does not see a decrease. The team members maintain a steady pace forward. More than sixty people's battle array. Get together for a while. After a while, it became a dozen small battle formations. Disposal to kill the enemy. From the place where the first ten steps of the gully, slowly advanced. There was a band of a rebels along the way. Yue Lei Chi has a step. It has already advanced to fifty meters.
Don't underestimate the distance of these fifty steps. This is enough to make more than 30 officers and soldiers hiding in the gully. Put the bullets. After aiming, shoot a killing bullet.
"呯呯呯呯." The smoke rose in the gully. Rows of bullets shot into the distant rebels. There were always rebels falling down. Instant gap.
The sound of artillery in the distance. It is even more amazing. The figures of the members of the "Snow Mountain Lion Banner" have appeared at the north exit of Balizhuang Village. It is more powerful.
"Daqing Warriors. Our team is here. Give me up." Ai Hai saw the "Snow Mountain Lion Banner" flying in the air. I was so excited that I encouraged the comrades -in -arms beside me.
"Our team is here." Daqing officers and soldiers hiding in the gully shouted together. Come on for the team members of the people. Officers and soldiers took it for granted that they were the main players. Shooting and shooting. . So that they cannot rush out of the trenches casually.
Naruto Dandan bandaged the wounds on the arm. Watching thousands of villagers rushing to kill. Time is life. There are officers and soldiers before and after. "Divine Gong". Naruto's heart.
"Brothers, sisters don't care about me. Rush with me." Naruto Hua Dandan drank his 20 female guards. He moved towards the enemy's artillery fire.
"Yes." Twenty women did not hesitate to move forward. The last batch of Bai Lian religious who escaped from Bali Zhuang was also sent by Naruto. Together, they rushed forward. Be sure to open the door of escape.
Looking at the killings in front of them. Those members of the group are like killing people like devils. They are as simple as cutting melons and cutting vegetables. The heads of the people fall to the ground one by one. Some villagers can't eat it. It understands that it is useless to drink Fushui. They are deceived. They have been deceived.
Some timid villagers were unwilling to charge forward. Regardless of whether they were shot or not, they fell to the ground and pretended to be dead. With a crash, a large crowd automatically fell down and lay on the ground refusing to move.
Some villagers were still shouting: "Sanmaozi, lie down quickly. Bullets don't have eyes. Those officers and soldiers are killing people like hemp. We are ordinary people. We should not seek death."
The young Sanmaozi turned his head hesitantly. The "Snow Mountain Lion Flag" came closer from a distance. He suddenly realized that he was a villager who was coerced by the White Lotus Cult. Why didn't he plant the land properly?
"Villages of Balizhuang, don't listen to the Hokage. He is a devil. The Hokage has deceived us. We are loyal to Emperor Tongzhi." An aunt who had recovered her senses and regained her humanity shouted.
"Yes. We are loyal to Emperor Tongzhi." came a chorus of responses. Seeing the brutal killings of the militia members made people regain their rationality.
The villagers of Balizhuang regained their humanity at this time. They no longer charged forward. They fell to the ground one by one, unwilling to do the job of blocking bullets. No one believed the nonsense about "invulnerability" and "invincibility". They thought of dying beside them. Relatives and cries could be heard on the battlefield. The strange scene made people feel like they were in another world.
The villagers of Balizhuang suddenly woke up. At least three to four hundred people were lying on the ground. This changed the pattern of the battlefield. The rebels around the fifty-odd militia members who were originally in danger were suddenly at a disadvantage. There were not enough rebels to fight. One hundred people. Although they are still fighting one against two, the officers and soldiers know that the scale of victory is already in their hands.
Don't miss the opportunity to receive awards for your meritorious service. Ai Hai waved his hand and said loudly: "Qing warriors, fix your bayonets and charge me."
A bugler raised the bugle and blew the horn of charge. "Tick tick tick tick." The inspiring horn sound made people's blood boil.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill." More than 30 officers and soldiers in the gully put bayonets on the barrels of their guns skillfully. They crossed the ravine and rushed towards a group of rebels who were struggling to their death. They were the warriors of the Qing Dynasty. They were the bravest. A man who is a loyal and unrivaled warrior who dares to fight the enemy with a bayonet.
Gao Yaowun was holding two grenades with burning fuses in his hands. He shouted: "Look at me, head." As he spoke, Gao Yaowun threw the two grenades into the rebels. There was a loud "rumbling" sound. Sound. Thick smoke rises.
Li Guolou was frightened. The two grenades passed over his head. His first reaction was to lie on the ground, throw away the weapons in his hands, cover his ears, and secretly cursed: Gao Yao Wuyun is not mature enough. He was a white-eyed wolf. Just now he refused to attack when the situation was most dangerous. Now he was throwing grenades blindly. It almost killed him.
"Boss, are you okay?" Gao Yaowun pretended to be concerned and walked to Li Guolou's side. He patted off the dirt and some scraps of meat from Li Guolou's body.
Li Guolou's head was a little dizzy. He shook it a few times and shouted angrily: "Gao Yao is the leader. Are there any people like you who can throw grenades? Let me kill the enemy."
"Zha." Gao Yaowun stood up and charged forward with a big knife. She was the key to deciding the outcome. Two grenades changed the situation of the battle. The frightened rebels should die. Gao Yaowun jumped in There was a flash of light in the sky, and a human head flew three feet away.
"Surrender and avoid death." The officers and soldiers took the lead in shouting, destroying the last bit of morale of the rebels.
On the battlefield, the "Snow Mountain Lion Flag" was fluttering in the wind. Four or five military flags were swimming. The situation of catching turtles in the urn was already established. The rebels were shaken. Some rebels knelt on the ground and surrendered with their weapons raised high. Some rebels were unwilling to give in. He rushed towards the officers and soldiers. Before he could get within ten steps of the officers and soldiers, he was hit by a volley of gunfire.
The failure of the Bailian religion is irreparable. Even the most loyal and unyielding Bailian chrusters also know the ending. But they will not put down the weapons in their hands. The moths kill the officers and soldiers.
Li Guolou watched dozens of Bailian. Although what they did, although the moths fluttered the fire, they were taken for death.
Old world. They can be called the Warriors. Looking at the vast field. The smoke is not dispersed. The bloody earth. Chen Hui reflects everything.
There are so many people in a small village rebellion. The Qing Empire is too dark. The uneven world is like a bus prison. It will eventually be smashed. And where he will be in. Is it a man of loyalty and patriotism.
The tomb diggers of the decaying dynasty.
Li Guolou stood on the slope. The mind drifted into the distance. The sadness Min Huai Cang's life. A drop of tears flowing down. So many people died. Many of them were innocent people.
How many people will go up to climb up.
Li Guolou wiped his eyes. Go down the grass. He stood proudly and standing in front of the rebels. The proud capital is to step on the enemy's body. There are so many men who vowed to follow.
Society is based on. His beliefs have not changed. The ideal has not changed. The resolute face is like a cliff stone.