Hidden Dragon in Qing Dynasty

"Bad..." This is bad! "Don't tell me they really did it …" T?pchin screamed in fear and suddenly galloped away, "I have to go back to Qiqihar, I have to go back to Shengjing!"

At the moment, this was the most sensitive moment. If T?pchin did not randomly hand over a high reward, his three thousand elite cavalrymen under his command would not have any problem to protect him as he broke out of the encirclement.

But he didn't expect that T?pchin still wasn't able to fight hard in the end, as soon as he fled he immediately messed up the guards by his side.

If the Qiqihar fell, then even was the one who let the Russian in. Otherwise, how could things have turned out like this in such a short time?

"General!" Where are you going? What should we do, brothers? "

T?pchin shouted without even turning his head, "What else can we do? Run with me, run south... If Qiqihar can't do it, let's flee to Shengjing! "

"F * ck!" "How did I end up meeting such a useless person like you!" The generals behind him looked at the constant shouts of battle and the shadows of people rushing towards them. They gritted their teeth and hardened their hearts.

My parents are also in Qiqihar, so I might as well surrender too … Don't shoot! "The cavalry army has surrendered, we won't fight anymore …"

Monkeys scattered after the tree had fallen. After an army of seventy percent of its middle and lower ranking officers mutinied, what could a few generals at the highest level possibly do?

The despairing T?pchin only had more than a hundred private guards following him, including the white bear, the last batch of private guards were all his family guards. Just like the story that Hun Chun had told him, there were many of them being his children, as well as many of them being his nephew and relatives.

These people would not betray him no matter what, because their lives were locked together.

The white bear took the lead and the two blades in his hands flew up and down. At this time, he didn't care about his comrades or the others; he would kill anyone who got in his way.

If this person went all out, his aura would definitely be astonishing. More than a hundred desperate people had actually pierced through three lines of defense, and each and every one of them were slaughtering their way from the northwest of Shizheng to the south like a bloody gourd.

T?pchin who looked like a stray dog was so moved that hot tears filled his eyes. Along the way, he rolled back and forth his promise to these people, "Brothers, work harder!" As long as you escape, I will take you to the capital to seek refuge with the princes! When the time comes, each person will have a house full of countless gold and silver, and as beautiful as the clouds! "

"Charge over there, as long as we pass through the Shen An Ling, we will be safe!"

Unfortunately, T?pchin's good luck was completely used up in the Shen An Ling. At 7 o'clock in the morning, when the sun shone down onto the land, the White Bear was the first to see the smoke coming out from the kitchen of Shen An Ling Town.

These cavalry soldiers looked very familiar but also very strange, because they were the CIA cavalry, who had followed the Sister Wu into the mountains. There were also Zhu Shanchou and the other samurai s, as well as some heroic young Southern Ocean Chinese.

And because of their clothes, in order to differentiate between themselves and their friends, the subordinates of Sister Wu quickly returned to Chinese Army's attire.

A light blue woolen uniform, knee-high boots, and a thick belt with a slender waist. The belt was filled with bullets and hung with grenades.

The lacquered hat did not affect the morning light in the slightest, and the warhorse under him had already entered into battle mode as he shouted and kicked its hooves against the ground.

The white bear looked at Zhu Shanchou who was leading the group and roared, "Losers! How dare you block my way! What about the Japanese woman? "Come out and die together …"

"Brothers, charge over and protect the lord as he breaks apart!" After saying that, the white bear led his men and galloped straight towards the enemy troops.

Zhu Shanchou touched his chest that was in extreme pain. He reckoned that even if his ribs weren't broken, they would still be fractured. Spencer! "Shoot..."

Hualala … The Spencer on the soldier's back was raised and pulled the trigger as he faced Cavalry, who was more than forty meters away.

Pah pah pah … There was a rush of gunfire, and the new version of Spencer abandoned the old cardboard cartridges, all of them brass, which minimized the failure rate of the cartridges.

The seven rounds of bullets could be emptied in half a minute, but Zhu Shanchou and his comrades all carried over a dozen of Spencer. This meant that each of them could shoot at the enemy with at least seventy rounds of bullets in five minutes.

More than 120 CIA soldiers, theoretically speaking, were able to pour out 7000 to 8000 rounds of bullets in an instant. Such a terrifying firepower was something that the Eight Flag Army of late Qing could not even imagine.

The soldiers of Shen An Ling who surrendered were all struck dumb. The few veterans who brought Hun Chun into the army camp to rest were so scared that they peed their pants when they felt hot.

"My mother! Is this even human? Is this even killing pigs and sheep!? "

The smoke from Spencer's gun condenses into a solid cloud on the road. In this day and age, the smokeless gunpowder was not as pure as it used to be. After every shot, a black cloud would appear on the ground.

In the end, Zhu Shanchou still felt sorry for the ammunition. He only asked his comrades to shoot two magazines before he raised his hand and ordered them to stop. But that was already enough.

The thick smoke gradually dispersed, and a bloody stench assaulted their senses. The citizens of Shen An Ling were so scared that they cried, as they had never seen such a massacre before.

Corpses littered the ground, and the war horses that had been hit by the bullets struggled and kicked. Blood gushed out of the dying soldier's throat as he let out an inhuman scream.

Only the last twenty or so horsemen were still able to safely sit on their warhorses. To be able to register under such a heavy barrage of arrows, their ancestors must have had a spirit.

"You all … You are all so despicable! " The white bear was still alive in the pool of its own blood, but it had been shot three times in the chest.

He stretched out his hand and spat out blood from his mouth, "You..." You don't play your cards the way you do... You are cowards... Why don't you fight with us... I refuse to accept this! "

Zhu Shanchou touched the wound on his chest and coughed twice. He spurred his horse to walk in front of the white bear and sneered, "Is your brain filled with water? What era is this? Even our Japanese samurai has started to learn how to play with guns, and you still want to fight with us over blades? "

"You want to duel?" "Go to hell and fight Ox-Head and Horse-Face …" With a crisp smack, Zhu Shanchou gave the white bear a quick death. The bullet had pierced through the middle of his brows and his corpse was lying on the spot.

The more than twenty cavalrymen in the distance had already lost all their courage. They didn't dare to fight, nor did they dare to flee. Seeing that the white bear had been killed, they all fell down their horses and kneeled on the ground. "We surrender too, we surrender!"

The CIA soldiers dispersed among the corpses and carefully examined the survivors. The corpses were placed to the side, the Injured patients were placed to the side, the seriously injured ones were placed to the side. Finally, they found Black Dragon Jiang General T?pchin.

"Sir, look!" T?pchin did not die, he fainted from shock... "