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Chapter 1327 Actual Combat (Last Part)

With Liu Xian's order, the three brothers next to him raised their guns and pulled the plate machine. Three gunshots were heard. Three of the ten Tartars sitting together and cooking fires were shot and fell to the ground. One of them even rolled into the fire directly, screaming in pain, and the skin on their bodies was ignited, turning into a fireman.

It is not to be said that although the rookies trained in the martial arts hall are still very solid in their basic skills, they shoot very accurately, especially in this static target, which can be within fifty meters of energy, and each shot is fine.

The sudden change obviously scared Wo Nitu and others, and they were still standing there in horror. At this time, Li Guangqi and others on the opposite side of the valley also fired. Three gunshots were heard, and the other party fell down again, and the shrill screams resounded throughout the valley.

"No, it's a musket. The Ming army is here, run away quickly!" The womnitu then reacted and rolled and crawled towards the nearby mounts. The remaining three people jumped up and rushed towards their respective mounts.

"If you want to run, dream!" Liu Xian raised his flintlock rifle, aimed his muzzle at the mud rabbit running in front, and then pulled the plate machine.

At this time, the Niu Rabbit was already flying on the horse with agility. He pulled the reins and squeezed the horse's belly and wanted to escape. At this moment, a gunshot was shot, and the front leg of the mount was shot. The person stood up on the spot because of the pain. The Niu Rabbit caught off guard and rolled down on the spot in a mess.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Gunshots rang one after another, and two more were shot and killed. The Nitu and the remaining two were almost scared and lay on the ground and did not dare to move.

"Catch the living!" Liu Xian waved his hand, pulled out his waist knife and rushed down the valley first. The other three brothers hurriedly followed. It was probably because they were too nervous that one of them actually fell into a fight. Fortunately, Liu Xian grabbed it quickly, otherwise this guy would have rolled directly to the Tartars to give the heads.

At this time, Li Guangqi and the other two on the opposite side of the valley saw Liu Xian appearing, so they rushed down. This exposed the number of people. Seeing that there were not many enemies, the nickel rabbit suddenly became bold and shouted: "They don't have many people. They snatch the horse and flee to the east to meet the lord."

The mud rabbit jumped and grabbed a nearby horse. He turned the horse's head and ran out like an arrow. It was obviously very good at riding. The other two uninjured Tartars also rushed to get on the horse.

"No, the Tartars are about to escape!" Liu Xian quickly stood halfway up in the valley. It was too late to reload the ammunition at this time, so he could only hurry up and take the bow and arrow.

Whoosh...

Liu Xian shot an arrow, and the Tartar ran at the end was shot by him. There were obviously two tricks in archery. However, just as Liu Xian was about to shoot the second arrow, the mud rabbit suddenly turned around and shot an arrow.

Huh...

The sharp arrow floated towards him like eyes. Yes, it was floating. The arrow clearly drew a faint loneliness, as if drifting. Liu Xian was startled and squatted down quickly. The sharp arrow flew past without any delay.

Hiss...

Liu Xian was really shocked and sweated. Even if his movements were slower just now, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die. The Tartars' riding and shooting skills were really good. If he had not succeeded in a sneak attack just now, he might not have a chance of winning on his side.

Bang bang bang bang...

In a daze, Liu Xianzheng heard three guns. It turned out that Shen Ji and his group fired the gun. The Mitu and the remaining Tartars fled eastward, but they just hit their guns.

It was really a coincidence that Liu Xian's tactic of taking off his pants and farting happened to work. The wok rabbit and the last Tartar were shot and rolled down on the spot.

Seeing this, Liu Xian breathed a sigh of relief and led three brothers to the fire under the valley. Soon, Li Guangqi also arrived with two people. After they checked, they found that six of the eight Tartars had been shot and two were seriously injured. As a result, the wound had not been bandaged yet, and the two seriously injured were also burping.

"Xiaopang, didn't you tell you not to play the vital ones and leave a living mouth? Now that Quantama's dead ball is dead, I'm still asking me what's wrong!" Li Guangqi complained.

Xiaopang's surname is He, but he is not fat. He just has a baby-fat face, which looks fleshy. In addition, his name is He Zong, everyone calls him Xiaopang.

He Zong had no choice but to spread his hands and said, "I originally wanted to hit the left shoulder, but who told him to shake it around himself, but it hit the left chest. I blame me?"

At this moment, Chen Ji and his group came riding horses from a distance. Chen Ji was holding a Tartar in his hand, which was clearly a living person.

Sure enough, Chen Jice came to the front, threw the mud rabbit on the ground, and smiled and said, "I caught a living person. This guy is good at it. He was shot in the leg and even used a few tricks with me."

Liu Xianding glanced at him. Is this the Tartar who just turned around and shot him?

At this time, the mud rabbit had his hands tied back, and his left thigh was bleeding. He was obviously shot and his right arm was stabbed. It should have been chopped by Chen Ji. However, this guy was tough and stared at Liu Xian and others fiercely, with hatred and vicious eyes.

Seeing this, Liu Xian frowned. He expected that it would be difficult to interrogate anything from such a person. In addition, he could not speak Tatar, so he simply asked nothing and asked a brother to bandage the wound on the mud rabbit so that the only living mouth would lose too much blood and die.

"Axian, what should I do next?" Chen Ji asked, and the others also looked at Liu Xian with excitement. They won the first battle. Although they only killed ten Tartars, they were also very happy and their courage also came.

Liu Xian's eyes flashed: "Liu Liang, Hao Chen, you two are responsible for sending the prisoners back to the city and handing them over to Deputy General Xie. Never let him die. The others stayed to clean the battlefield."

At that moment, Liu Liang and Hao Chen took the injured Niantu back to the city first, while Liu Xian and eight others found a place to bury the bodies, and drove more than 20 animals to hide them elsewhere.

"Weiming (Liu Xianbiao's name), should we go back to the city next, or continue to follow Bu Haier?" Li Guangqi asked with unsatisfactory thought.

Before Liu Xian answered, Chen Ji smiled and said, "Of course I will continue to follow Bu Haier, otherwise why would Ah Xian make everyone bury the body? Yes, Ah Xian!"

Liu Xian nodded and analyzed: "Bu Haier took the brigade away. He probably went to do other things. He will definitely come back here after the incident. We will scatter and lurk nearby. No matter who is eyeing them, remember to leave a mark along the way. Then we will meet again and find their place to stay."

He Jue said in confusion: "We have already caught the living. You can tell after interrogating it, why bother to do that!"

Li Guangqi reached out and pinched He Zong's face and teased: "Xiaopang, are you a pig? If you don't say anything about surviving, or will you die on the way?"

"Bah, I'll pinch my face again, egg, will you kick the egg and make a letter?" He Zong said angrily.

Li Guangqi quickly clamped his buttocks and took a step back vigilantly. Although this fat man had a harmless baby face, he was actually a cruel person and could do it.

Liu Xian said funny: "Stop making trouble. Xianzhi (Li Guangqi's word "六" is right, but there is another reason. If we kill each other's people, Bu Haier will inevitably doubt it. He will definitely report to Yibula after he goes back. Maybe Yibula will move the tent, and even if the prisoner confesses, it will be useless."

Everyone couldn't help but nodded in conscience, but Liu Weiming was still thinking carefully.
Chapter completed!
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