‘Click!’ The assault rifle's drum was removed and fell directly. Before the empty drum fell on the roof, another brand new drum filled with one hundred bullets was quickly loaded in. The sound of shooting that had paused slightly before became dense again.

When Yan Fei blew more than ten drums in a row, he finally paused for a moment, ignoring the sharp arrows that were almost all over the ground in front of him, looking at the riots in the distance with some confusion.

"Didn't it mean that the army in the Cold Weapon Age will collapse if it suffers 100% or 20% of the casualties? Why are these rebel soldiers still rushing after so many deaths?" Yan Fei looked at the soldiers who were still rushing forward with more than a hundred steps away with bullets. Many rebel archers there were desperately shooting arrows at Yan Fei.

Yan Fei stood so conspicuously on the roof of the car, and was at the forefront of the array. The archers in the charge all regarded him as the priority target. Fortunately, most of the sharp arrows flying over were landed in the open space in front of him, and only a small part of them flew to him.

‘Bang!’ Yan Fei waved his hand and shot several sharp arrows at him. He took out a cigarette to light it and began to observe the battlefield carefully.

Although the riots in front of him were fighting desperately, Yan Fei could see that their array had obviously shaken. The supervisory teams with big swords in the rear had already begun to fly and chop people.

After thinking about it, Yan Fei turned his head and looked back, and then he saw that dozens of Napoleon cannons in his formation were quickly pushed to the front line.

Yan Fei, who curled up his smile, nodded slightly, thinking in his heart how long you can resist after the artillery soldiers come up!

The realistic answer is very simple, not how long it takes, but how can you bear it at all!

When Yan Fei's artillery pushed dozens of artillery to the front line and fired a round of shotguns at the charge of the riots, the soldiers of the old camp of the riots also collapsed.

The morale of the army in the classical era was not high, and it was almost rare to see that one could truly fight to the end. Most of the army collapsed and fled or surrendered after two or three levels of casualties. In this way, they can be called elites.

The soldiers of the rebel army under Liu Fangliang's command had already lost thousands of troops in the previous attack. The dense charge formation encountered a more dense rain of bullets. The only thing that could be harvested was the tragic number of casualties.

After the artillery came up with a round of shotguns and swept down a large area, the situation was completely out of control.

The soldiers of the old camp of the rebel army collapsed and fled. Faced with the terrible guns and bullets of the official army, Liu Fangliang no longer had the courage to use more than 2,000 horse teams under his command to fight to the death. In the end, he could only choose to lead the horse team to retreat to the direction of Zhending Mansion.

"Want to run?" After seeing the riots on the opposite side completely collapsed, Yan Fei turned around and entered the off-road vehicle and issued an order at the same time, "Leave those baggage soldiers to clean the battlefield and collect prisoners of war, and the others get in the car and chase!"

Artillery and baggage soldiers were left to clean the battlefield, while Yan Fei led hundreds of trucks to pursue the fleeing rebels.

The first ones to be caught up were the old camp soldiers. Of course, those who escaped on both legs could not escape the wheels. After the truck lowered the baffle, the musketeers stood on the truck and shot. Many of the rebel soldiers were killed, while more of them surrendered directly.

Yan Fei left some of the vehicles and soldiers to escort the prisoners to Quyang County, while he himself drove an off-road vehicle and a large group of people to chase the fleeing horse teams.

The cavalry in the cold weapon era had super mobile capabilities, and could easily abuse the infantry group. For example, the famous Mongolian cavalry and the Jin cavalry were like this. However, at this time, these cavalry met a nemesis that was beyond the era. Heavy off-road trucks carrying a large number of musketeers could run hundreds of kilometers with fuel in one go. If the cavalry kept running, they would be exhausted by dozens of miles.

Yan Fei was driving with one hand in the driver's seat of the off-road vehicle, put down the window and stretched out the AK74 to shoot continuously at the fleeing riots. One by one, the riots were knocked down.

The rebels were so anxious that they threw away all the gold, silver and jewelry they carried around to try to hinder the pursuers behind them.

This move was a long way to try against the Ming army in the past, but today I saw a ghost and failed to work. Except for the occasional steel monster that stopped to pick up jewelry, the pursuers all chased them as if they were injected with chicken blood.

There were also some horse teams who were chasing and turned around and launched a counterattack. Unfortunately, when their horses hit the heavy truck, they were either knocked away or crushed into meat paste, which had no effect at all.

Compared to the groups of steel monsters, the riots are more willing to attack Yan Fei's off-road vehicles when they are chased. Not only is the off-road vehicles much smaller than heavy-duty trucks, but Yan Fei often throws the heavy-duty trucks behind and goes deeper.

The rebel army was extremely skilled in dragging the sword and playing with the horse and rifle. The powerful generals Cao Wenzhao and others died under the plan of the lonely army being surrounded and annihilated.

When Yan Fei was roaring in an off-road vehicle, hundreds of trekking troops rushed out of a small wood not far away, and rushed towards Yan Fei with a shout.

Faced with this situation, Yan Fei not only did not accelerate his escape from the outnumbered battlefield, but instead drove the off-road vehicle to circle the horses. The window in the driver's seat was lowered, and Yan Fei kept shooting at the horses with a gun in his hand and knocked one cavalry after another to the ground.

With powerful dragon power to stabilize the recoil, Yan Fei's gun technique is extremely accurate. He does not need to shoot at a strait, but not at a strait, but also hits people and doesn't hit horses. After changing to the drum twice, the cavalry that can chase behind him is less than double digits.

The frightened cavalry of the rebels rushed to flee, but Yan Fei did not intend to let them go.

The speed of the off-road vehicle is as high as hundreds of kilometers per hour, and no matter how fast the horses run, they cannot compare to the off-road vehicle. What's more, when the fuel is sufficient, the off-road vehicle can run hundreds of kilometers in one breath, but the horses have to rest after running for a while, otherwise they will die. Yan Fei took care of the whole way and knocked down all the pursuers who ambushed him.

"Brother, you can't run away anymore." Li Qu shouted to Liu Fangliang, who had his lips tightly closed, "The horse is sweating, and it's really over if you run again!"

Horses are an animal with good speed. It is already the limit to running dozens of miles in one breath. If you continue, the only fate will be to die.

"What do you think of?" Liu Fangliang could hear the low roaring sound of the steel monster behind without even turning back. The monsters were chasing desperately like unknowingly, like maggots on the tars bones that could not be shaken off!

At this time, the more than 2,000 cavalrymen at the time of departure were still following Liu Fangliang. Most of them were wiped out when the official army was constantly pursuing and throwing them out as a broken tail and broke the rear.

"We have been able to earn enough money for so many years!" Li Qu shouted with red eyes, "I have eaten delicacies, lived in Chinese courtyards, slept in royal daughters, and killed countless dog officials. This life is worth it! I would rather be hacked to death than be chased by others like a bereaved dog!"

‘Hait~~~’ Liu Fangliang tied the reins of the horse and let the horse under his crotch stop slowly. “You are right, if we can’t run away, then we will die upright!”

"Okay!" Nearly three hundred cavalrymen roared in unison. Since they couldn't escape, they would die in a dignified battle!

"Oh? Don't run away?" Yan Fei, who had been rushing in front, saw the large number of cavalry gathered in front of him and nodded with a smile, "I look a little manly."

Heavy-duty trucks stopped hundreds of steps away from Liu Fangliang and the others, and a large group of soldiers started to arrange their formations with muskets. Liu Fangliang was not in a hurry, and they dismounted and fed their horses to drink water to restore their strength.

Yan Fei leaned against the off-road vehicle and smoked a cigarette, without urgently ordering the soldiers under his command to launch an attack directly. The opponent was obviously making the last try, and Yan Fei definitely gave them the honor of being a soldier.

Yan Fei and his soldiers were waiting quietly. A quarter of an hour later, the riots on the opposite side took out the wine pot and started to fuck them. After drinking all the wine in the wine pot, they threw them away and turned over the horse.

Raising the SVD sniper rifle in his hand, Yan Fei put a bearded man in the front through the scope and putting a beautiful man in the cross of death through the sight.

As Yan Fei pulled the trigger, a 7.62mm steel core hollow-pointed warhead whistled out at a speed of 830 meters per second. In an instant, it hit the forehead of the man in a gorgeous costume and pierced his head directly!

After Yan Fei's gunshots rang out, the soldiers waiting in line pulled the trigger and made a violent sound like fried beans. Rounds of volleys made the entire position full of smoke.

"Stop!" Yan Fei shouted after several rounds of volleys, and the dense gunfire stopped. Because there was no sound of horse hooves on the opposite side.

After the breeze blew away the smoke, the opposite side was already in a mess. Hundreds of people and horses fell in a pool of blood. There was no one who could stand there. Only some horses were still wandering around their owners. The sounds of the wounded and the injured horses wailed throughout the fields.

"Sweep the battlefield." Yan Fei put away his sniper rifle and instructed his soldiers to clean the battlefield.

The so-called cleaning of the battlefield means finding something useful to collect it, then dig a hole to bury the corpse and avoid a plague. According to the medical technology of this era, even if you are hit by a lead bullet, you will die of later wound infection, unless Yan Fei gave them antibiotics to save their lives.

However, what surprised Yan Fei was that this time, the seemingly ordinary cleaning of the battlefield really caught a big fish.

"Is he Liu Fangliang?" Yan Fei looked at the unlucky guy in front of him whose legs were broken by his war horse, and asked in disbelief.

"It's really Liu Fangliang, the leader of the rebel bandit!" A clerk trembled and holding a wanted portrait and shouted, "Sir, have you caught the rebel bandit leader!"

Yan Fei looked at the wanted portrait and looked at the man with a face of gold paper. No matter how he looked, he didn't look like him.
Chapter completed!