Mountain city, on the wall.

Qiao Yiqi went to the front line to command the battle, and he had no choice. He did not dare to go to the front line in Taiwan, and the two towns of Kaiyuan could not survive. Ma Can took off the inner armor on him, but Qiao Yiqi did not refuse Ma Can.

Good intentions, I put it on silently, and the two armies had no eyes in front of the formation. This is not the time to be pretentious.

"shoot!"

A sentry officer pointed at the front of the sword on the city wall and issued an order. Hundreds of muskets flashed with fire and fired a volley.

Several tight arrows shot the whistleman, and the brave whistleman fell straight down and lost command. The Ming army's dense firepower of the platoon was stagnant. Qiao Yiqi was shocked and suddenly realized that this was already his temporary appointment.

The sixth sentry officer was no longer available. Qiao Yiqi gritted his teeth and stepped forward, pulled out his sword and pointed his fingers in a clang.

"shoot!"

Seeing that the commander took the initiative in person, the Ming army's morale was greatly boosted and the firepower became more dense out of thin air.

Fifty steps, more than ten Bayala soldiers were covered in blood and staggered through the Ming army net. Qiao Yiqi's expressionless face was straight and his upper body was straight. The injured whistleman slowly sat up and took off his gun from his waist tremblingly.

He climbed to the wall and leaned against a cliff, held the pistol with his trembling hands for a while, and with a bang, a staggering baya soldier fell to death.

The whistleman, who had several arrows stuck in his body, showed a blunt smile, and blood was still oozing from the corner of his mouth, coughing and loading it hard.

Qiao Yiqi turned a blind eye to the seriously injured subordinates who were close to him. The sword pointed at the sky and fell heavily. The passion and blood in his chest were stimulating, putting life and death aside.

On the city wall, in the shadow.

Ma Can reloads ammunition against the city wall. His gun caliber is different from others. He only has ten ammunition left. He is cautious in choosing the target, and he specializes in fighting against the most powerful and bravest soldiers in Bayala.

.The small iron hammer tapped a few times, and the iron bullet was pushed into the barrel of the gun. Ma Can turned around and put the gun on the mercedes. He was surprised. The distance of fifty steps had been broken, and several brave Bas

Yala soldiers were bent their bows and arrows.

He was shocked in his heart. Although the short gun used by his surprise team was light and fast, he had many advantages but also had fatal weaknesses. He had poor armor-breaking ability. He watched more and more soldiers rushing into thirty steps to shoot arrows.

Ma Can was anxious and used the moonlight in the sky to find a target among the enemy soldiers. His eyes quickly fell on a captain who was wearing bright yellow armor and holding a knife in his hand. He aimed at it and pulled the trigger lightly.

The captain was beaten and his body staggered, and he reached out to touch the shot in his chest.

Ma Can didn't care about hiding anymore. While loading, he stared at the captive general. He watched the captive general slowly collapse in his chest, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Twenty steps, the Bayala soldiers broke through the Ming arms net and rushed towards the open city gate.

The city gate department had a spear like a forest and a shield like a wall. The Ming army organized a large gun and shield formation, and there were short, strong and fierce sword and shield hands behind them. The powerful arrow flew over and shot on the large shield to stir up splendor.

On Mars, several Ming army spearmen who were caught in the door fell to a thunder. The soldiers behind hurriedly made up their positions, but were shot by the Bayala soldiers with archery skills. The shield was slightly exposed and the arrow was strong.

Then he flew in through the gap.

Standing a shield is not something that can protect a person's entire body. You must always observe the enemy's situation through the gap and reveal half of your head from above.

Ma Can was shocked on the city wall, and only then did he know what kind of elite soldiers were fighting with him.

Bang!

Ma Cheng fired a gun without hesitation, and caught a Bayala soldier who ran and shot while running. He sat under the city wall and his heart was beating wildly. At this time, he realized how big the brother was doing. These were all Bayala of Zhenghuang Banner.

Guard, every time one dies, Huang Taiji feels distressed for a long time. Such an elite Bayala leader, one of the assistant leaders and the other ones rushed up to die. Jianlu's power was weakened every moment, and Jier was allowed to

Harang was heartbroken.

Such brave and warlike Bayala soldiers were consumed like cannon fodder like Han army slaves.

Ma Cheng felt relieved after thinking about it. He no longer deliberately looked for targets, but pursued the speed of killing to relieve the pressure of the gun and shield soldiers guarding the city gate. Only the last dozen steps were left, and the Bayala soldiers ran while running.

Seize the last opportunity and shoot out the sharp armor-breaking heavy arrow in his hand. The arrows are like locusts. More and more soldiers fell down after the Ming army set up a shield. Most of them were shot in front of the door that the shield could not be protected by the shield. They fought on the spot.

die.

"Tiger!"

"Damn you!"

Two elite soldiers howled and collided together. The Bayala soldiers used heavy armor and iron bones and maces to hit the Ming army's shield wall. The shield wall was actually dispersed, and the Ming army's gun array suddenly stabbed out from behind.

Hundreds of people were instantly stirred up a ball. The spear stabbed on two or three layers of armor of the Bayala soldiers, making a harsh and unpleasant metal friction sound. Another powerful arrow shot into the group of Ming army's spearmen. Ming army's spearmen who lost their shield protection were one after another.

Falling.

Several brave Bayala soldiers crashed into the city gate, and the Ming army's spear formation was scattered.

Although the Nan Bing is brave, he is at an absolute disadvantage in strength and figure. Once he gives in, he is knocked into the city by the fierce Bayala soldiers. At the city gate, Zhang Shuizi squatted on the ground and held his arms tightly.

Two Japanese knives, he was a navy soldier. As soon as he got ashore, he got cold and entered the wounded barracks. However, he was inexplicably picked up into the surprise army and changed to a commander nicknamed Liuye. He still remembers going back to the navy camp to get it.

When dressing, the comrades looked envious and jealous.

It turns out that Shangguan Liuye is the handsome man’s younger brother? Zhang Shuizi feels that the opportunity for development has come.

There are quite a lot of brothers from the Bandits who have the same idea as him. Isn’t this the white-faced steamed bun that fell from the sky? It’s going to be developed. Zhang Shuizi has land in Taiwan, with hundreds of acres of fertile land and one property, all of which are based on

The result of life and military merits, Zhang Shuizi thought that it was time for us to become an official.

Holding two Japanese knives in the back hand, Zhang Shuizi stared at a thick and tall enemy soldier. A black shadow flashed, and a black guy swung over with the sound of the wind. Zhang Shuizi gently turned his head, and an iron bone was woven.

Flying over while rubbing his helmet, he suddenly bounced up from the ground and drew his sword with his backhand. A flash of the knife, a huge head flew into the sky, twisting his waist lightly to avoid the sprayed blood, Zhang Shuizi did not dare to show off his strength and retreat quickly

Another iron bone brushed across his chest.

The city gate was extremely tragic, with sharp weapons passing by, and the weapons broke and screamed endlessly. The Ming army, who had never retreated, rushed into a crazy attack, and many people and the fierce Bayala soldiers hit each other at the same time.

The brittle sound of a broken bone and the muffled sound of a spear entering the body were heard.

Zhang Shuizi glanced at the sixth young master who was still loading on the side wall. He gritted his teeth and turned his wrists, and instead held the knife with both hands and stepped on the rhythmic small steps. He put his body forward, and made great contributions and did not care about his Japanese sword path.
Chapter completed!