Chapter 133 The Dragon Demonic

Zhuo Bufan immediately turned around and hurried back. When the three of them walked back to the place where the women were bathing, Xiao Lingdang and others had already reached the shore, and the clothes they hurriedly put on showed large water stains. Bai Bing tied his wet hair casually and said nervously: "General, I suggest that the whole army be on guard and advance with a warning."

Zhuo Bufan nodded and let Bai Bing do it. Along the way, he had already prepared for this situation that might occur, but he didn't expect the aura of war to come so quickly.

With a command, the soldiers of the Shenlong Army who had already begun to leave the shore quickly dressed neatly. The tea time had been lined up, and several teams of horses scattered. At this moment, corpses floated from the discolored river.

Zhuo Bufan ordered people to salvage them. All the corpses were cut off from the back of the neck, which just cut off the spinal cord and tendons of the back of the neck, and did not waste even a portion of extra strength.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, looked at Yizhihua, Yizhihua looked at him knowingly, and said, "Ordinary people are very skillful in their techniques, which is to save their energy."

Massacre, a skillful and cold-blooded massacre. At this time, Bai Bing had already arranged the relevant matters to return. Zhuo Bufan thought for a while and said, "It should be Luoning in front. Judging from this situation, Luoning County is not protected."

Bai Bing also nodded solemnly. If Luoning County really lost its territory, these well-dressed corpses would have been explained. Rumors were killed without disturbing the people. These corpses must have been the officials in the city and their families, as well as some captured Dahua soldiers, and the massacre could be explained. These are not that important. What is important is that being able to capture a complete county town means that King Li Chuang's brigade of troops is nearby.

"General, is it, avoiding his edge?" Bai Bing asked for advice. He didn't know how many soldiers and horses the other party had, but it would definitely not be less than tens of thousands. The rioters were famous for their bravery and were not as well-organized as regular troops. However, the mountains and wild rushes around, which is the best way to use firearms.

Zhuo Bufan seemed to have not heard it, recalling the relevant information he had checked. Alas, these bandits were all people who had no way to survive and were forced to rebel. However, they had not much cultivation and had become humane after bloody feeding. This is why the bloody storms in the capital in the future. At present, Zhuo Bufan suddenly thought of the days a few years later. It was not wrong to survive in the chaos, but often the bandits were born in troubled times and were at the time of internal and external difficulties in the country to become bigger. It is a good time for the rioters to rebel, but for countries facing strong external enemies, it is a disaster. Isn’t the Tartars the way they entered the Central Plains?

In fact, Zhuo Bufan's best choice is to first calm the country before fighting foreign countries, quelling civil strife and solving people's livelihood and then unanimously treating the outside world. However, this requires that he has the ability to eliminate the chaotic people before that day. For China, suppressing the chaotic people is also a choice.

Whether Li Zicheng has this ability or not, it needs to be understood in person. Moreover, there is more than one Li Zicheng in Dahua.

After thinking about it over and over again, Zhuo Bufan felt that he could still save the Dragon Army from being free. He was not going to fight against the rioters immediately, so there should be no problem passing by. There is a continuous mountain in the north and south, and detours are also a hard task. At the same time, placing the firearm in a narrow mountain road may not be a wise choice.

"No, shrink the formation and the column passes quickly. Let us see the famous Wang Jun." Zhuo Bufan had made up his mind and turned over and said loudly.

Luoning City is a small county town, with a north-south grain transport river channel passing through the city, and the small river next to the post road is a branch downstream.

At this moment, it was almost noon, and the flags on the top of the city were floating, and some of the city heads were damaged, and the city gate tower was still emitting black smoke. On the large area of ​​land outside the city near the city wall, piles of people in various clothes were igniting fires in the sparse shade of trees. The food, vegetables, and even cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks transported from the city were quickly dispersed. This was the rioters who had just won a great victory and were cooking.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the east, and a neat and mighty soldier quickly approached, all with shirtless sleeveless leather armor, holding a strange short-barrel gun in their hands. It did not look like a common Dahua army, but it was definitely not like a friendly army. The riot army, who had not even been alert, grabbed all kinds of weapons and quickly concentrated in the shouts of the leader.

However, this cavalry of unknown origin did not show hostility. Although it advanced quickly, it did not mean to charge. It was even after passing the terrified team of the King of Chuang, which was terrified at a very close range, and had no intention of attacking.

At this time, several men in armor quickly climbed the city gate tower. Looking higher, the strange behavior of the cavalry of thousands of people was even more obvious, and a carriage in the middle of the team was even more conspicuous.

Seeing that the cavalry was about to pass through the city gate and headed west, one of them quickly said a few words. Soon, the flag was waving, and the royal army of the riots, who had already assembled on the west side of the city, quickly took action and stopped the cavalry team directly in front of the cavalry team.

There were nearly 10,000 troops who blocked the treacherous army. Although they were in chaos, they were not completely disorganized. The spear soldiers quickly lined up in the front to form a horse-resisting formation, which was the most effective way to deal with cavalry.

The cavalry slowly stopped, and several people rode their horses to the front. It was Zhuo Bufan, Bai Bing and others.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the densely blocked teams ahead and sighed. It seemed that it would be impossible to borrow a trajectory quietly. There were probably 40,000 to 50,000 people outside the city, and the vast crowds of the four fields were covered with black. And I don’t know how many soldiers there were in the city. Looking at the vaguely visible figures on the top of the city, Zhuo Bufan thought to himself that the momentum of the chaotic people was indeed quite large. If it matched the information, it was when Li Zicheng’s momentum was just starting to start. It was a million soldiers who claimed to be one million soldiers in a few years. It seemed that his future plans could only adapt to the situation. It would be better to die fewer people, but he would not do it after he had lost his own blood to accomplish the things of the stupid dynasty of Dahua.

At that moment, Zhuo Bufan shouted loudly: "Why do you block my way in front of me?"

After a while, he rode from the city gate and replied loudly: "The King of Chuang is here, who are you?"

Zhuo Bufan smiled and shouted, "The Shenlong Army traveled west by way of the road, and did not want to be an enemy of the King of Chuang. You and others immediately make way for the road and I will go west."

Zhuo Bufan's words were neither humble nor arrogant, and he also expressed his intention to be peaceful.

"This place is already a land of the king. You can quickly dismount and surrender. Otherwise, the army will not leave any armor!" Obviously, the other party did not intend to let this strange cavalry go.

Damn, Zhuo Bufan cursed secretly, it’s so great that there are too many people, my Shenlong Army will defeat many people.

"This is the world. Let's get out of here quickly. Otherwise, the Shenlong Army will be in a state of urination!" Zhuo Bufan rushed back without showing any weakness. Behind him, the Shenlong Army burst into deafening laughter, but it made the person so angry that he immediately rushed back to the city.

Soon, the military flags were waved at the top of the city, and the ten thousand people in front of him began to move forward, and a large group of people surrounded him on the north side.

Zhuo Bufan nodded to Bai Bing. Bai Bing waved his right arm, and the Dragon Army quickly changed its formation. The Second Battalion rushed out and dispersed in the front, forming a one-line formation. The Third Battalion was still in a row and slowly leaned up protecting the carriage. Zhuo Bufan also rode the horse back to the carriage, and Yizhihua and Zhou Tong were naturally closely following each other.

Bai Bing's clear and loud voice sounded: "The power of the Shenlong Army!"

"Huha~~", with a unique shout of unparalleled voice in this era, the Second Battalion slowly leaned forward against the approaching Wang Jun who was approaching in the distance.

Although the speed of both sides was not fast, they quickly entered a distance of 400 steps. The King of Chuang was still moving forward. There was still a safe distance from the firearms, but the Dragon Army stopped the horse's hooves.

"Prepare!" Bai Bing ordered again, and suddenly, one thousand two hundred dragon guns were on their shoulders, and the dark and cold light shining in the scorching sun at noon, lined up in an extremely neat row, almost measuring it with a ruler.

Everyone on the city wall showed strange expressions. If you want to set fire to a musket at such a long distance, isn’t this a way to die? I’m afraid that before you can load the second round, you will become a lamb at slaughter.

"put!"

A row of white smoke burst out with the neat and almost like a sound of explosion. The densely packed king's army of trespassed four hundred steps away suddenly burst out with a strange light red. A large number of soldiers holding spears fell to the ground with an incredible expression. Then, a scream of pain came.

Among the people watching the battle on the top of the city, a strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in his thirties shook his arms and widened his eyes. Then, he quickly issued another military order.

The military flag was waving, and the Wang Jun, who was severely injured by the sudden long-distance volleyball shooting, burst out with a frenzied shouting, waving the various weapons in his hand and rushed towards the Shenlong Army. Obviously, he wanted to take advantage of the gap in filling the firearms to get closer.

However, when they had just started, Bai Bing's order that sounded terrifying now sounded again. After another scent of white smoke passed, hundreds of people charged suddenly fell down. Then, under Bai Bing's order, the Shenlong Army began to shoot freely and rapidly.

Free and rapid shooting is a firearm tactic that was explored by the Shenlong Army in daily training to fully utilize the speed of the Shenlong gun. It was used in Lianyun Village, but it was not used at all that time.

The fire at the muzzle was spitting out, and the five bullets in the bullet bay were shot like lightning. The three firecrackers in the left hand were quickly filled, and three lightnings were thundering. Then, a brief interval, the soldiers of the Dragon Army reached into the bag and took out the firecrackers from their bags and loaded them one after another. At this time, most of the troops of the King of Breaking Army had fallen down. Although the soldiers of the Dragon Army might not be able to fully shoot, hitting one person with one shot, but in such a dense formation, one bullet could basically not escape. More than 8,000 bullets were shot down, and blood was flying across the sky.

In front of them were fire flashing, thundering bursts, and surrounded by blood and endless hems. A large number of teammates fell down and suddenly found that there were only a few lonely people left behind in the densely populated team. This fear was not something that ordinary people could bear. Many surviving soldiers of the Wang Jun army had begun to weaken their legs and became victims of the first firearm massacre.

On the top of the city, the man who had previously commanded calmly quietly put his hand behind his back and used his robe to cover up the uncontrollable tremor. When the strange musket that had been temporarily resting in the distance burst out flames again, he closed his eyes in pain.
Chapter completed!