"Big and Bitch!"

The gunfire on the battlefield became increasingly dense. The White Bull Association's delegation rushed forward several times, but they could not rush up. Seeing the scorching sun hanging in the air, it was already noon.

"Damn it!" A leader of the regiment bravery shouted: "Brother Yigu, there are too many bandits, let's rush again and again!"

"I almost took it this time!" Sun Yigu's face was filled with the youthful aura: "It's only a little short. Although there are many red thieves, they don't have any skills. They just know how to bombard the bird guns. When they get close, they will be useless!"

He could see clearly that the Red Turban Army on the opposite side did not dare to fight hand-to-hand, which was not the same as the Red Turban Army that was circulating with rattan guns across the south and north of the Yangtze River. With one more force, you can annihilate them all.

Thinking of this, Sun Yigu summoned the leaders of the various troupes back: "There are so many moments of trouble in front of me. Everyone sells me some strength and rush it out and get it. Our Sun family will give a thousand silver dollars to reward the warriors who rushed in first."

Although the Sun family is a big family, they have never been the only ones who ordered others to donate. It is really difficult to get a thousand silver dollars out of their pockets: "One thousand silver dollars, that's it. Everyone should work hard!"

With Sun Yigu's encouragement, the morale of the militia that had already declined suddenly increased. It was a fierce battle for a whole morning. So far, more than a thousand Yongdings had not eaten a bite of rice or drank a drop of water. The leader of the group immediately asked: "Brother Yigu, can you slow down a little and let everyone eat and rush again!"

"The red scarf thieves are exhausted!" Sun Yigu has his own judgment: "In one go, you will defeat all the red thieves. What kind of restaurant do you want to go to and what delicious food you want, I will treat you to!"

As soon as he incited this, the leader of the group bravely immediately led the team to charge according to their orders.

The two sides raised their guns and launched a bomb first, followed by the white cloth group holding a spear and a big knife charging with the support of the gun. They shouted and rushed all the way through the rain of bullets.

The Red Turban Army seemed to be frightened by their momentum, and the gunshots suddenly became sparse. When Sun Yigu saw this, he immediately shouted: "Press up to me, add another 500 silver round bonus grid, and another 500!"

He personally picked up his sword to supervise the battle, which greatly boosted the morale of the former team of the White Bush Association. He rushed along the fields to a row of wooden houses guarded by the Red Turban Army. Seeing that it was about to be taken down, Sun Yigu was overjoyed and wanted to dance a sword flower, but the situation suddenly changed.

"Big and Bitch!"

The gunshots roared like thunder, and the bullets in the sky spread like raindrops. More than 100 warriors carefully selected were knocked down in a row, with many casualties and injuries. Then the gunshots became increasingly dense. The red scarf thief actually ambushed six or seven hundred bird poles in front of the formation, which made the white cloth come to death and injuries.

Sun Yigu was startled first, then shouted loudly: "Hurry up, press on, press on! If we retreat, we have no way to survive. Press on me!"

Most of the team was within the range of the Red Turban Army's bird guns. In this situation, whether hesitating or retreating, they had to suffer great casualties. Under the supervision of Sun Yigu, dozens of regiments shouted and rushed to the wooden house guarded by the Red Turban Army in the rain of bullets. Only the next moment, their faces turned white.

What was waiting in front of them was not the rows of bird gun soldiers who were allowed to kill them, but the spears that were as sharp as the forest. The super spears of more than ft. In their eyes, they were simply extremely terrifying. The super spears that only two people could hold had stabbed towards these regiments.

"Run!"

No matter how fast they reacted, they were stabbed into a large area by the Red Turban Army's large guns, and then they were bombarded at close range by the bird guns. When they retreated, no half of them were left.

"It's the rattan gun of the Red Thief! It's the rattan gun of Liu Juehu!"

"We were ambushed by the Red Trouble!"

"How many red scarf thieves!"

There were countless yellow flags and countless men wrapped in red turbans in Sun Yigu's vision: "Damn it, I've been fooled by these thieves. Uncles and uncles, please go back with me! The young and old in the family are waiting for us to go back!"

The battle has reached the present moment, and the Red Turban Army has not killed or injured a few people. The Baibuhui has abandoned hundreds of corpses and wounded people. Sun Yigu shouted loudly: "Don't be messed up, don't be messed up, just go back with me, I will give you a reward of 3,000 taels! Everyone, the people who run the militia, there is only one way to die in the hands of the Red Turban thief. There is no other way except to fight a bloody road!"

Sun Yigu even took the sword and cut over the two deserters. He finally stabilized his position and retreated to a small hill with the white cloth team.

But there were yellow flags of the Red Turban Army from all directions, and now there are only five or six hundred remaining soldiers around Sun Yigu. He held the sword and shouted: "Hateful, hateful, the thief is so vicious, and such a poisonous strategy must be the hands of the thief Liu Juehu!"

This was wronged by Liu Chang. His methods were much more clever than this trick, but he had already used a real trick: "Qu Shuai, Liu Jiandian said that he bought a new batch of foreign guns and wanted to borrow our treasure land to try out foreign guns!"

"Test the gun?" Qu Zhenhan glanced at Yu Cun, who was in charge of contacting the center, and said, "Today, you don't need the Dragon Gun Sent to take action. We will take the lead!"

"No!" Yucun told Qu Zhenhan and Liu Chang's meaning: "After checking, it's still a battalion that will beat Sun Yigu, but just think about practicing shooting skills of the Dragon Gun Sent. First let the Dragon Gun Sent strike a round, and then the camps advance together, so that they can achieve the best strategy of both worlds."

In this way, it will not only not steal the military achievements of each camp, but also allow the Dragon Gun Sent to be trained in actual combat. It is indeed a good match for both worlds. Therefore, Qu Zhenhan nodded at the end: "Okay, let the Dragon Gun Sent to come up!"

This time, Liu Chang brought three stairs here. They equipped a total of six infantry platoons with 180 foreign guns. More than half of them were holding foreign guns that they had never touched before. Although they fired live-fire overnight last night, Liu Chang still insisted on letting them get exercise in actual combat.

They entered the battlefield under the cover of the pike gun, and the White Buhui Group had fewer medicines, so they only sent a few cold bullets to bombard him.

"Dragon Gun Shou, first row! Get ready!"

"Dragon Gun Shou, second row! Get ready!"

"Nanxi whistle, first row! Get ready!"

"Rock Swing, first row! Get ready!"

Sun Yigu looked at the strange army in front of him with curiosity. Although they were wearing yellow flags and wrapped in red scarves on their heads, their temperament was different from that of ordinary Red Scarf Army. Their flags were extremely neat, and the bird guns in their hands seemed to be a little against each other.

Yun Tianzong looked at the group of people on the hill with a vigilant mood and told his soldiers: "This is our best practical opportunity before the fierce battle. If you wipe your gun, she is more reliable than a woman. These people are the targets you shoot!"

Only with iron and blood can a unit be trained. Although there are many new recruits in the army, under the command of veterans, six infantry platoons completed the loading silently, then closed one eye and aimed at their targets.

"put……"

The rogue of guns, which was even more violent than a storm, swept across the hills, and heard a plop everywhere, with blood bursting everywhere, and there were screams of pain everywhere. This rogue of guns was so terrible in Sun Yigu's eyes.

It seemed that the entire white cloth meeting's spine was broken, and there was no sound of a few bird gunshots being heard. There were crowds who were desperately hiding into the corner everywhere. Sun Yigu found that crowds had pulled off the white cloth tied on his hands, and more crowds were already lying on the ground with their heads in their arms.

It's over! It's over! Everything is over!

Sun Yigu had only one thought in his heart: "This must be the real hairy lead by Liu Juehu. It's hateful, hateful! Such a vicious way, it was actually such a vicious way!"

Six infantry guns launched continuous shooting, and the gunshots continued, causing greater chaos after the White Bush Association. The shooting lasted for three minutes before it came to an end, but the muzzles of the 180 foreign guns were still aimed at any object that could move on the hill.

"Okay!" Qu Zhenhan originally thought that he would have to pay more casualties to take down hundreds of remaining soldiers from Sun Yigu, so he immediately beat the war drum himself, and groups of Red Turban troops were already roaring up.

Sun Yigu glanced at the Red Turban Army that was rushing up like a tide, spat, but carefully untied the white cloth tied on his hand.

The white cloth was half charred with gunpowder and half charred with blood stains. He sighed, then waved the white cloth to the sky with one hand, held a sword in the other, and rushed toward the dense muzzle of the Dragon Gun Shou.

The gunshots roared.

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