Xu Hongru looked at the three thousand troops who were queuing in an orderly queue and stride forward, and a smile appeared on his lips. These three thousand people were all composed of crazy believers of the Scented Sect, and they were trained by him.

Half of them are boatmen who make a living on the canal, and their combat effectiveness is not weak compared to that of the Ming army. Even the elite troops of the border army are confident of fighting.

For these three thousand elite soldiers, Xu Hongru tried every means to get them armor and weapons and give them generous treatment. They were Xu Hongru's confidence in rebelling.

Three thousand people fought against one thousand postmen, and Xu Hongru had the confidence to win with three times his strength. With the assistance of his loyal believers, Xu Hongru was confident that he would wipe out the postmen.

The Holy Teachings' French Army took the initiative to face the enemy, which made the somewhat panicked incense-smelling believers become fanatical again. Four or five thousand believers surrounded this elite force and forced them to the postman.

"I thought how many reinforcements the government army sent! Just a few soldiers are not enough to kill the Holy Tribes and French Army!"

"That's it! Such evil spirits who helped the evil and sent them to hell would have been sent to hell as soon as possible!"

"Kill all the damn official army and steal all the armor of the official army, and we can also become the Holy Tribe and Martial Army!"

The believers walking outside laughed loudly at the postmen in the distance. Some even untied their pants and released water to the postmen, while others gritted their teeth, as if they had seen the enemy who killed their father.

Xu Hongru followed the army calmly and calmly. He seemed to see the destruction of the postmen, and he led his army to sweep the Shandong to split the soil and become the king.

Suddenly! The postmen who were approaching a hundred steps stopped, and the postmen who jumped off the chariot and started to line up. Xu Hongru was completely relieved when he saw this.

If the official army directly rushed to the battlefield with chariots, he was really worried. Once the impact of the chariot was activated, he would have to pay a heavy price to stop it.

Now that the postman has given up his superiors and has given up his chariots, he has voluntarily given up his chariot. Is the other general a fool?

Or is it that Li Fan was seriously injured and could not be cured? Only when the postman lost a qualified general would he use this stupid move?

No matter what, Xu Hongru would not give up this opportunity. He bit the flag in his hand and ordered loudly: "Storm up! Slay the demons and eliminate demons!"

The Holy Tribes and French Army, who received the order, no longer moved forward slowly. Three thousand people stepped forward and rushed towards the postmen. The believers following them were also excited and rushed forward with a strange cry.

"Kill!"

"Slay demons and eliminate demons! Welcome the Buddha's Kingdom to come to the world!"

"Kill all the demons and enjoy wealth forever!"

Various slogans rang, and the originally orderly team rushed towards the postmen in a mess.

Zhu Shouliang stood in the car, but his legs kept trembling. He grabbed Li Fan's sleeve and shouted: "Li Fan! Gu ordered you to retreat! Immediately! If you don't retreat, Gu will sue you for rebellion and murder the royal descendants!"

Li Fan frowned, but he did not put down the telescope in his hand and said, "Criminal! Calm! Calm! Just rebellious, let's see how the royal postmen destroyed them!"

In Zhu Shouliang's opinion, Li Fan must be crazy. A thousand people want to deal with tens of thousands of incense-smelling scholars, even if Sun Wu is reborn, he will not dare to be like a general!

What's more, the postman actually took the initiative to get off the chariot. Isn't this a death sentence? Eight hundred people are probably not enough for the other party to rush over, and as long as they rush over, they can crush them into powder.

"I don't care about what trick you have. I just want to leave here. I order you and beg you, I beg you, I." Zhu Shouliang was incoherent. If he hadn't pulled Li Fan, he would have collapsed in the car.

Unlike Zhu Shouliang, the postmen in the array were not so nervous. Compared with the Tatars' attack, the incense-smelling scholars were like joking and could not raise any energy at all.

Hu Zicang raised his foot and kicked Mazi on the butt and said angrily: "Everyone cheers me up. If it's your turn to still not load the projectiles, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Ma Zi was kicked and mumbled, but his hands were not slow, so he loaded the projectile in a few strokes.

A whistle of "beep!" sounded, and the team was already a little dispersed, and immediately stood straight. The first row took a step forward and raised the musket in their hand.

"Open fire!"

"Bang bang bang!!!"

The dense muskets sounded almost at the same time, and pieces of gunpowders rose in front of the postmen's formation, hundreds of lead bullets shot out, causing a bloody storm among the scented scholars.

Suddenly, he was hit hard by a intensive blow. The casualties of hundreds of people made him brow jump. Fortunately, he knew the Ming army's muskets and took a lot of time to load them.

But the next scene almost made him fall off his chin. The postman's musket never stopped when it sounded. The churchman in the charge was like hitting an invisible wall and was knocked to the ground in groups.

"This, how is this possible?" Xu Hongru's hands were trembling. He didn't care about those ordinary believers. The three thousand elites were his hard work, but now he was defeated by the postman in groups.

But Xu Hongru did not dare to stop and still issued an order to attack. He knew that once he stopped, it would be difficult for the believers to attack the postman's musket formation.

Once a fanatical believers calm down, they will also be afraid of death. If the believers calm down, Xu Hongru dare not think about the consequences.

Fortunately, the large amount of casualties did not make no gains. At least the distance between them and the postmen was gradually increasing, and although they were slow, they were still moving forward.

As long as they can get close to the postmen, Xu Hongru has absolute confidence to slap the postmen.

"Attack! Don't stop! The government army's muskets cannot last long, so they will not be able to hold on!"

Xu Hongru roared hysterically, snatched the banner and shook it hard, and encouraged the believers whose eyes were red by the blood to die.

Li Fan looked at it for a while and felt a little bored. He had no interest in this kind of killing. On the contrary, Zhu Shouliang recovered, stared at the battlefield blankly, muttering to himself: "How is it possible? Why did it block it?"

Li Fan curled his lips and said to the messenger beside him: "Let the crossbow join! They are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. If you can die less, you should die less!"

After receiving the order, Liujiabiao crossbow kept firing at the most intense part of the battlefield, and the explosion arrow shot through the enemy's body, nailed to the ground and exploded violently.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In an instant, the incense-smelling believers were emptied several places, and the believers who were originally yelling slogans to attack became quiet!

They stared blankly at the cleared place, and for the first time they felt that they were so weak and powerless. Is such power really something that humans can compete with?

The Scented Sect was not scared by the postman's chariot, nor was it scared away by the sharpness of the musket, but hesitated in front of this explosion arrow that looked like heavenly punishment.

That kind of explosion that ruined the world should belong to the gods. The postmen mastered this power. Could it be that they

After a brief quiet, the scented scholars collapsed. Even the elite Saints and French Army was no exception. Seeing others escape, no matter how elite they were, they could not hold on.
Chapter completed!