Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Bang bang bang!

A row of dazzling flames spewed out from the guns of the Shenji Battalion, and the Xixia cavalry who rushed to the forefront were caught off guard and were immediately beaten up. The famous Xixia armor was punched with small holes, and the horses were also beaten. He was crippled, and just as the front row fell down, the rear row couldn't stop the car and stepped on it. The scene was chaotic for a while.

The firecrackers improved by He Liangliang are much more powerful than before, and the range is more than half farther. It was the first time for those one hundred gunmen to shoot, but they were all of excellent psychological quality. Seeing Dangyou, aiming at the opponent's cavalry camp was a fierce shot.

Anyone who shoots wildly can win the lottery, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of horses on the opposite side, so there is no reason why they can't win.

The Xixia cavalry panicked for a while, and the Heijiaxia general also turned pale with fright. No one had seen such a domineering firearm, but the Xixia people were brave after all, and quickly adjusted their panic. Kongdang once again raised the rein and rushed over.

But as soon as their speed increased, the second round of gunfire sounded again, and another row of cavalry was shot to the ground with men and horses.

General Hei Jiaxia didn't rush to the forefront, but escaped a catastrophe, but he couldn't help being afraid for a while, he shouted in surprise and anger: "Go to the front! I don't believe that their firepower can beat us all!" Light!"

"kill!"

The cavalry were incited by his words, and the crowd continued to rush towards them passionately. Xu Zizhen stood unwaveringly in front of the formation, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the oncoming Xia Jun, silently counting the distance.

Obviously, the function of muskets is only for short and medium distances to have the greatest lethality, but once they rush to the front regardless of their lives, they still rely on traditional cold weapons, but even if they have already used the fastest speed to reload Launched, but for the 1-odd horses, there is still a little bit of energy.

The muskets have been fired for five rounds, and the Xixia cavalry has fallen, but the number of people is still much higher than their own, and now the distance of the Xixia army is getting closer and closer, and the closed artillery can no longer support, because It's easy to hurt yourself.

Xu Zizhen looked back at the people in the machine camp. Although the 500 people had only been formed for a few days, they had already become a piece of precious flesh in his heart. He didn't want to see casualties, but he had no choice. Today's battle is not only related to The Jincheng Pass behind him is even more related to whether the prestige of the Shenji Battalion can be achieved.

Furthermore, the flames of the Xixia rear army just now showed that it was a surprise soldier arranged by the division, but there is still not much movement there. What I have to do is to hit the enemy's morale as soon as possible, and try to delay it as much as possible to prepare for the opponent's rear camp. The surprise attack team bought more time so that they could escape and return to the pass.

The Xixia cavalrymen lost their minds after several rounds of intensive musketry. They all gritted their teeth and wished they could swallow the 500 people on the opposite side alive. Hei Jiaxia drove his horse to the front of the team, and suddenly raised his sword and shouted: "Raise the crossbow!"

The cavalry rushing to the front took off a handful of short crossbows from the side of the saddle, leaned close to the horse's back, and raised the mouth of the crossbow to aim at the Shenji camp. Xu Zizhen was shocked when he saw this scene from a distance. Muskets, but forget the enemy's strengths.

Bu Fen suddenly shouted: "Change the formation, the iron players come out!"

The line of the Shenji Battalion suddenly changed quickly, the gunners in the front all retreated, and the team that was originally in the back line quickly jumped in, and they were holding a large and thick shield in their hands. It was dark and could not be seen. material.

Hei Jiaxia shouted: "Shoot!"

Amidst the sound of whistling, the Xixia crossbow flew over like rain. Before Xu Zizhen could react, suddenly there was another person in front of him. It was one of the iron players. He held up the black shield to block Xu Zizhen behind him.

After a burst of tinkling and chaotic sounds, there was a lot of sharp crossbows in front of everyone, but no one in Shenjiying was injured. Xu Zizhen was overjoyed at once. Filled in the vacancy, judging from the order just now, the production of this shield and the change of formation are all from his handwriting.

Xu Zizhen glanced back at the 500 people behind him. There was no trace of panic or anxiety on everyone's face, but only excitement. what to do?"

The 500 people yelled in unison, as if it had been agreed upon: "Cut the fuck!"

Xu Zizhen laughed loudly, and looked at the Xixia iron cavalry galloping towards him with piercing eyes: "Okay, the Shenji Camp obeys the order! Put away your guns and draw your knives!"

The black shields in the front row were all put away, and the muskets were also hung up. The 500 people all silently put on the bright Tang swords, and waited for each other with eye-catching eyes. , They are a proud nation. In their eyes, the Song Army is an absolute army that cannot be compared with their cavalry.

The distance between the two sides was shrinking at an extremely fast speed, and they were about to face to face. At this moment, Xu Zizhen suddenly heard a call from behind: "Zizhen!"

When Xu Zizhen turned around, he was taken aback, only to see Wen Xian in a padded robe standing on the door at some point, her face was still pale as before, obviously extremely weak, if it wasn't for Mo Lu who was holding her by gritting her teeth, she might have been killed It was blown down by the howling north wind.

"Why are you here? Messing around!" Xu Zizhen was shocked and anxious.

Wen Xian smiled slightly: "I'll help you kill the enemy."

Xu Zizhen was almost about to yell. The Western Xia God Arm Bow is not a joke. Who wants to shoot an arrow at this time? Wouldn't a young lady like Wen Xian with zero agility score be shot to the bone?

He stared angrily and shouted: "Wars are the business of the gentlemen, you go back and lie down for me quickly! Little Molu, you are still looking at the fart, quickly help your young lady back!"

Before Mo Lu could answer, two sergeants suddenly ran beside them, and they brought up a large drum with red border and white background, and placed it in front of Wen Xian.

Xu Zizhen was taken aback, what does this mean?

Wen Xian suddenly pushed the dark green lightly to the side, picked up the two drumsticks on the side, and suddenly threw off the cotton robe on her body, revealing a fiery red blouse underneath, biting her red lips tightly with her white teeth, using all her strength to Go toward the drumhead mallets.

Boom!

A muffled drum sound was heard far away, and everyone looked at this weak woman in amazement. The north wind roared and killed, but her eyes showed incomparable determination.

Wen Xian was still seriously ill, and she was already out of breath just by the hammer, but she gritted her teeth and hit Xu Zizhen's heart with a bang, and the dull drum sound hit Xu Zizhen's heart hard. In the hearts of the soldiers of the Song Army.