"Good flying tiger..." The cavalry commander gave a thumbs up and praised.

This sharpshooter is Huang Feihu. He used to be Kong Xuan's guard, his nickname was Gouzi. Because he had saved Gao Quan's life on the battlefield, he was named Huang Feihu by Gao Jun. Now Huang Feihu is already the cavalry platoon leader of the cavalry regiment.

After receiving the praise from the regiment commander, Huang Feihu grinned, shook his rifle, and rode forward, dozens of cavalry behind him followed closely, and the shouts of "Oh, ho." came from afar.

"This guy, go ahead." Kong Xuan laughed and cursed, shook the reins, and the blue and white horse ran down happily. Hundreds of iron cavalry behind him raised large swaths of dust, and the cavalry regiment rushed away along the edge of the defeat of Wang Chuan's Self-Defense Army.

"Go back." "Go back." The cavalry's scolding echoed throughout the battlefield, and the "crackling" gunshots were ringing one after another. Of course, the gunshots were just constant, and they were still far from being fierce. The cavalry regiment was not trying to annihilate these rebels, but they just wanted to drive these armed peasants back to the battlefield behind them. Some people on the battlefield over there were waiting for them.

"Dadadada, dadadada." A fierce gunshot suddenly sounded, and the sound was like a Czech light machine gun.

The cavalry regiment just wanted to drive these armed peasants back to the battlefield. They did not intend to destroy these peasant self-defense troops. Where did the machine gun sound come from? Kong Xuan stood up on the horse's back, put his hand on the awning and looked around. From the blue smoke rising from the battlefield, it can be seen that the machine gun sound came from the middle of the peasant self-defense troops. With this fierce gunfire, several cavalry running in the middle of the team suddenly fell out of the queue with their men and horses. The cavalry behind quickly turned their horses, and the horses in front turned around and ran back.

The peasant self-defense army, which was running around on the left, suddenly became boiling, just like a drop of water poured into a hot oil pan, and exploded with a bang. First, dozens of self-defense troops shouted and ran towards the cavalry desperately. Then there were many people, hundreds or thousands of people following behind. The shouts of dozens of people turned into hundreds, and thousands of people shouted together. Although the shouts were uneven and they couldn't hear what they were shouting, the sound of so many people shouting was already shocking enough.

"Good come." Thousands of peasant soldiers rushed here together. Kong Xuan was not afraid, but was excited. "Turn them back." He clamped his legs and raised the box cannon to shoot a shot on the head of the peasant soldiers who ran out. Just what was the point of driving sheep or the challenge to deal with the enemy who was resisting. The counter-charge of the peasant army obviously aroused the interest of the cavalry commander.

"Ba, bha." The cavalry's gunfire was more intense than before. They no longer fought to the sky, but instead rushed to the head of the peasant army. The cavalry were not all sharpshooters like Huang Feihu. They were not good at having the accurate head. They were slightly lowered, and it was inevitable that they would kill and injure several peasant army.

"Dadadada." The machine gun was still ringing, and the threatening sound of the cavalry regiment obviously did not scare the machine gunner. Another cavalry was shot, and the man and horse fell out. The man got out and lay far away and there was no movement. After the war horse fell, it rolled a few times, thrusting its neck upwards, sniffing, and its four legs kept struggling. The brave war horse wanted to get up and continue running, but the heavy damage suffered on its body could no longer support its huge body.

"Oh, ho." The shouts approached from far to near, and Huang Feihu jumped back with his gun and jumped into the horse.

The young man rode out far away. Hearing something wrong behind him, he turned around and saw that the large army that was following him had just stopped following him. Except for the 20th or 30th person in the row, the cavalry brigade behind him was running back. Something happened. Huang Feihu thought of these three words at the first time. The regiment commander would not let him go, who was in the front line, ignore it.

"Go back." Huang Feihu roared, pulled the horse's head, and turned his face back after a circle. "Hold." Huang Feihu shook the reins and began to speed towards the way he came. The soldiers in the platoon turned to follow their platoon leader and returned quickly.

He heard the sound of killing and machine guns from afar. Huang Feihu took off his horse's rifle and pressed his body on the horse's neck. He gently touched the horse's butt with the butt. The horse rushed out like an arrow from the string. The soldiers followed closely behind the horse's whip. The cavalry platoon ran over like a gust of wind.

The wind was running at lightning, chasing the wind and lightning, and the five-colored horse had already exerted its speed to the highest level. Huang Feihu gradually distanced himself from the warriors behind him. After all, when he was an official, he was too short. Huang Feihu had not fully adapted to the identity of a grassroots commander. As soon as there was a sudden change, in addition to shouting twice, he was still used to fighting alone with one man and one riding.

The soldiers of the cavalry regiment were running around, running while shooting and scaring the peasant self-defense troops who rushed over, and from time to time they killed one or two of the special self-defense soldiers. Kong Xuan and his cavalry were together and were making loud orders: "First Company to the left, Fifth Company to the right, Shaoying, take the Ninth Company to get in from here, and the others come with me." With Kong Xuan's orders, the cavalry regiment split into one by one and ran away in various directions, and it was very far away from the peasant self-defense troops running here.

With distance and speed, he also had an absolute advantage. With the advantage of weapons, the cavalry regiment has been invincible. After all, he is an experienced cavalry commander. Kong Xuan easily won the dominance of his cavalry regiment on the battlefield.

From time to time, a son hit his feet, and the head was flying above his head. The enthusiasm of the farmers of the Self-Defense Army to rush out was gradually cooling down, and their steps were getting slower and slower. The fanatical and excited expression on their faces was cooling down, and they were changing to panic emotions. The self-Defense Army's charge speed was slowing down.

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted from behind the crowd: "Soldiers of the Self-Defense Army, everyone rushed forward together. It was a victory to rush out. If we rushed out, we would never be bullied by them again. Rush out, rushed out, rushed out, rushed out."

"Come on." Just as he was in a panic, the armed farmers of the Six God Lord suddenly heard the voice, as if they had suddenly found the backbone, and followed the voice and shouted the slogan of charge. The steps forward were miraculously filled with power again.

The machine gunner hiding in the crowd took the opportunity to raise his gun and shoot again, "Da Da Da." The crisp sound of the machine gun was as if the drum beats were sounded for the peasant soldiers in the charge, and the peasant army's pace increased again.
Chapter completed!