Emperor’s Battlefield: I, Zhu Houzhao, like to push horizontally

Chapter 114: No matter what you aim at, just raise the gun and shoot.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Da da da……"

Fierce gunfire rang out, and the soldiers of Ming Dynasty kept the instructor's words in mind.

"When you meet the enemy face to face, don't think about aiming. The time you spend aiming is enough to kill you eight times."

A sentence that instructors often say during daily training.

"Aim whatever you want, just raise the gun and shoot. Don't worry about whether you can kill him or not. Let's suppress the enemy's momentum."

Keeping the instructor's teachings in mind, as the two sides discovered each other, the soldiers on Daming's side did not hesitate to pull the bolts of their guns and shoot wildly at the opposite side.

The Fifth Army Battalion was still equipped with bolt-action rifles, but after expedited training and the fact that they were already elite troops who had experienced battles, they were able to respond very quickly to the battlefield.

Before the Han army on the opposite side could rush up, a large amount of bullets were thrown at them.

Especially the leading officers, with their submachine guns in their hands, fired desperately towards the opposite side.

Fierce gunfire broke the silence of the island.

Other troops who were searching heard the faint sound of gunfire and instantly became vigilant.

Huo Qubing and others, who were also wandering around in the fog, also heard the gunfire.

The big man did not have such a weapon, which meant that the sound was made by the enemy.

"Go towards the sound!"

Huo Qubing's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand and waved in the direction of the gunfire, giving the order to move forward quickly.

Huo Qubing knew that there were stragglers in his team, but he didn't care at all.

After the war is over, these soldiers will be teleported back automatically, so there is no need to worry about getting lost.

"There is gunfire, direction 3:00, hurry up for reinforcements."

A hundred households closest to the combat hundred households team judged where the sound came from and rushed over with their troops.

They were the closest. In less than 5 minutes of running, they rushed into an area without fog.

Without the fog blocking it, everyone's vision suddenly became clear.

At this moment, the fierce gunfire suddenly stopped.

The surrounding grass was too dense. Without the sound of gunfire, the hundreds of households leading the team could not tell what the outcome of the battlefield would be.

Thinking of the instructor's teachings, Baihu signaled to the rifleman beside him, who pulled the trigger in the air without hesitation.

Shooting into the air has three effects.

First, determine the direction of friendly forces.

Second, enter the battlefield to prevent being accidentally injured by friendly forces.

Third, if there is no response for a long time, it means that the opponent's entire army has been annihilated and there is no value in reinforcements.

"Bang bang..."

Soon, a response came from not far away.

Baihu raised his hand and pointed, leading the team to run in the direction of the gunfire.

"Whoa..."

However, as soon as he pushed aside a patch of grass in front of him, he came face to face with a group of burly soldiers wearing armor and holding gleaming weapons. Led by a young man, they were looking at them coldly.

"Mom, fire!"

Baihu cursed lowly and threw himself on the ground without hesitation.

The centurions advancing in battle formation behind him didn't even hesitate. Just like their teammates, they raised their guns and pointed them in front of the hundred households, firing a burst of fire.

Huo Qubing, who was about to lead his troops to charge forward, suddenly felt a chill in his heart when Bai Hu lay down, and there was a life-and-death crisis pressing into his heart.

Ignoring the reminder, he jumped to the side with a tiger pounce.

Before he could get up, bang bang bang gunshots rang out from the opposite side.

I don't know what weapons were used on the other side, and the leather armor on the soldiers did not play any protective role.

Huo Qubing saw with his own eyes that the bodies of many soldiers were directly penetrated, and more of them had blood mist erupting from their bodies, screaming and falling to the ground.

Although Huo Qubing is arrogant, he is not stubborn.

His eyes were not open to the enemy, and he rolled to avoid the incoming bullets while roaring loudly.

"Retreat, retreat into the mist..."

The soldiers of the Han army were also fierce enough. When the soldiers in the front row were shot and killed mercilessly, they not only did not feel timid, but instead raised their crossbows and fought back desperately towards the opposite side.

But what's the use of fighting back?

The gap brought by weapons is really too big.

I don't know how many people they shot to death on the opposite side, but all the hundreds of people in front of them have fallen.

After receiving Huo Qubing's reminder, the Han soldiers did not hesitate, ignored the wounded who were wailing in pain, and quickly got into the grass and retreated into the fog.

"Stop shooting!" "Replenish ammunition!"

The Han soldiers disappeared into the bushes and disappeared. Baihu quickly stopped drinking while the soldiers were still shooting.

"Head, it's the Han army."

Dai Baihu changed the magazine of his submachine gun and stepped forward to take a look at the corpse opposite.

When he saw the other party's clothes, he was slightly shocked and quickly reported to Baihu.

Before the adaptation, they followed Zhu Houzhao to the world of Han Dynasty.

Although he was engaged in logistics, he also had a lot of contact with the Han army.

There were some changes in the clothes and armor of these people, but generally there was no difference. Dai Baihu recognized them as Han Dynasty troops at a glance.

"Who the hell, standing across from us is the enemy."

Baihu's eyes turned cold and he made his decision without hesitation.

Although His Highness the Crown Prince is an ally with the two emperors of the Han Dynasty, it does not mean that he is an ally with all the Han armies.

This is a struggle between emperors. There are many things where they joke with each other in the first kick and fight to the death in the second kick.

Even if they have a good impression of the Han army, as low-level soldiers they cannot decide all this. As long as their superiors give orders, they will shoot without hesitation even if they are their own brothers.

"Old Zhao, the people you led have established a position here. The flag should be here. Those guys will not give up."

After looking around at the surrounding environment, Baihu pointed at a slightly higher pile of rocks and asked one of his subordinates to lead the soldiers to establish a defensive position.

Then he took the remaining general flag and slowly moved towards the center.

"General, that thing seems to be a Vulcan gun!"

The Han army, which retreated into the mist in embarrassment, spent a lot of effort to gather together.

When the leading officer checked, he almost cried.

There were more than 300 people when we entered. After a brief contact between the two parties, we lost more than 100 people on our side, and many of the remaining ones were lost when we retreated.

The number of soldiers that can be gathered around now is less than 50.

Thinking of the crazy rain of bullets coming from the opposite side, the officer couldn't help feeling afraid.

If he hadn't been able to hide quickly just now, his head would have been opened.

At the same time, he also recognized the weapon. It seemed to be the Vulcan Spear used by Meng Yuan in their last battle.

Although there are some differences between the two, they both look vaguely the same.

"no!"

Huo Qubing, who was also frowning in memory, shook his head and rejected the officer's judgment.

He had seen the Vulcan Spear, and the big man had captured many of them.

After the sound, the thing could only fire arrows. The sharp weapon that was shot from the opposite side was very small, but its penetrating power was very powerful.

More importantly, the speed at which the Vulcan Gun is launched is simply incomparable to that of the opponent.

In just a moment, 50 or [-] people on his side were knocked down.

In fact, Huo Qubing didn't know that if he hesitated for a moment, the soldiers behind him who had already taken out grenades would send him several large fireworks without hesitation.

Every soldier of the Ming Dynasty was equipped with three grenades. Throwing these offensive grenades was extremely lethal.

If he had withdrawn one step late, would there still be 50 or [-] people left who are still unknown?

"General, there must be a flag there, and we must be squatting on the opposite side. We are short of manpower, what should we do?"

Looking at the subordinates beside him, the officer hesitated and asked Huo Qubing, who was frowning and thinking.

Although it was a question, his tone and words were obviously reminding Huo Qubing.

We are short of manpower, so withdraw.

Moreover, the weapons on the opposite side are also very powerful, and there is no way to restrain them. If you rush towards them rashly, you will die.

Why didn't Huo Qubing understand this? He also wanted to retreat and lead a large army to crush the opponent, but the problem was that he didn't know the way back.

The fog is so thick that I don't know where to go.

"It's easy, just come with us."

Before the upset Huo Qubing could answer, a teasing voice suddenly sounded.

"enemy!"

The Han soldiers roared angrily and quickly alerted their surroundings.

But when they saw the enemy clearly, their hearts suddenly became cold.

At some point, a group of people wearing strange clothes appeared around them.

Of course, clothes don't matter. What's important is that the other party is pointing at them the weapons they used to slaughter their soldiers just now.

(End of this chapter)