Chapter 60 Avalanche (Part 1)

"Exciting." The commander of the Fourth Army, Shi Songke, took away the rifled rifle, turned around and threw it to the martial arts school students who followed him, and then snatched another loaded magic gun from the other party's arms, skillfully put it on his shoulders, and looked for the next target.

Although the range and accuracy of the rifled rifle are far superior to that of the smoothbore rifle, the overly complex loading process makes it a bit useless. Therefore, the best way to use it at present is to separate the shooting and loading, equip a shooter with more than three loaders, and use the number of personnel to make up for the shortcomings in loading speed.

In his sight, another figure of a thousand-man captain of the Red Army of the Discovery Army appeared. He was about forty years old and extremely burly. Out of his self-esteem as a general, he was trying to gather the defeated soldiers around him and try to escape from the battlefield in an orderly manner. However, this effort was destined to be futile. The continuous firearm attacks of most of the Red Army of the Discovery Army of the Discovery Army were scared to death. They would rather be chased and stabbed to death while escaping than make hopeless struggles.

"Bang." Song Ke decisively pulled the trigger, sixty steps. In the past, he could use bows and arrows at this distance, not to mention that he had replaced the Shenji gun, which was much more stable than bows and arrows. The hot bullets quickly drilled a huge blood hole in the chest of Qianhu, the Qianhu of the Red Army. It took a lot of effort around him to gather several Khitan veterans, and they immediately scattered birds and beasts.

"Changshi, change the gun." A fat student handed over his magic machine gun to Song Ke, then took away the fired gun with a smile on his face, and half-squatted on the ground to start loading.

At the age of fourteen or five, it was the time to worship heroes. In the eyes of many martial arts students, Song Changshi, who was both civil and military, was the goal he wanted to catch up with. He was highly respected, far more than other generals who had never studied much and had made their own achievements with their blood and courage and qualifications. He was also far more than those senior staff members who passed the imperial examination and entered the Huai'an army but had no power to tie the chicken.

Song Ke, who once broke his family and recruited troops to fight against the Yuan Dynasty, and then went into exile after his failure, still had an extremely strong plot of knights in his heart. His admiration for the students was obviously very useful. He first gave the little fat man a commendable smile, and then put the magic machine gun on his shoulders and slowly moved left and right.

The third sight he found was a bearded man riding a horse. He refused to rely on the speed of his mount to escape alone. Instead, he raised a scimitar and made a gesture. Song Ke quickly pointed the muzzle at his chest, pressing the trigger with his fingers steadily. "Bang,." The bearded man tilted his head and fell off his horse and died.

"Chief, give it." Another loaded magic gun was sent to the front. Song Ke smiled happily, then held the gun firmly, looking for the next opponent who was unwilling to accept the failure.

"The right, the right, the right, the right, the right, the right is a person who is not afraid of death." An urgent reminder came from his ears. He followed the student's instructions and quickly turned the muzzle. He was a priest. With his skillful shooting skills, he provided cover for other Red Army troops who retreated to his direction. He was inserted into a row of armor-breaking cones under his feet. Every time he leaned over, he could quickly put one of them on his bow arm.

"Bang." Before Song Ke could find his absolute certainty, a gunshot suddenly came from his ears, and a blood arrow appeared on the chest of the Khitan Sagittarius's hand, who was seventy steps away, and he unwilling to make a circle on the spot and slowly fell down.

"Who." Song Ke frowned in annoyance and turned his head quickly. He saw a white-faced boy bowing to him slightly, not far away. He was Zheng Wenhuan, the legitimate son of a shareholder of Huaiyang Business Company, and the captain of the martial arts lecture hall every year. He was one of the best students of the same level, regardless of whether they were talking about the military scores on paper or the actual results on the field.

Song Ke couldn't be too serious with these younger generations, so he waved his hand, picked up the Shenji gun, and tried to find a new target. This time, he found a centurion, probably unable to escape. He was leading more than a dozen of the same desperate Red Army explorers, struggling to death. "Just, just, just." Three gunshots came from the side, smashing the centurion's head to pieces.

"Damn it." After two consecutive times, she had enough momentum, but she didn't have time to fire it. Song Ke turned his head and was about to see which annoying guy stole his target. However, she was surprised to find that the deputy commander Chen De held up a three-eyed short gun that was smoking and waved his arm hard at him, "Don't be greedy for me, get on the horse, come with me."

The two of them were more than thirty steps away, and it was impossible to hear each other's call clearly. However, Chen De's actions immediately made Song Ke recover from his dream of "killing one person in ten steps". He was the chief of the Fourth Army, not Zhu Hai and Jing Ke. At this time, it is far more important to organize the team to expand the results of the battle than killing enemy generals everywhere with a musket.

"You guys, just follow the brigade and shoot the enemy generals from a distance. Remember, no one is allowed to cross the position of the spearman." With a red face, he threw the musket to the admirers around him. Song Ke flew onto the war horse specially assigned to the senior officers. With a little force on his legs, he chased Chen De at lightning.

"Dong Tuanxiao has a commander team there." Before Song Ke ran to his side to pull the horses steady, Chen De, the deputy commander of the Fourth Army, quickly explained, "I'll lead the cavalry to surround them from both wings and destroy them first. You can take advantage of the fact that the infantry will be reorganized. Don't worry about the Red Army, the frightened bird will kill you. Even if you take your brothers to raid Dong Tuanxiao's retreat, Dong Thief has always been alert, beware that his hero will cut off his arm."

"Yes." Song Ke red-faced and agreed loudly, raising the flag representing the Second Brigade of the Fourth Army from Chen De, and waved it hard in the air.

"Drip, trip, trip, trip" the messengers around them quickly blew the suona and spread the latest general orders everywhere.

"Drip, drip, drip, drip" The spearmen, swords, shields and musket soldiers, and behind them, also commanders raised their suona to respond.

In a blink of an eye, the sound of suona that was absolutely not elegant but loud enough replaced the sound of shouting and shooting, resounding throughout the battlefield. The infantry of the Fourth Army quickly gave up the crushing of the Red Army of the Dissertation and gathered towards Song Ke in units of regiments, battalions, and companies.

"Dadadada, dadadada" Before the defeated soldiers of the Red Army could breathe a sigh of relief, another loud suona sound had already sounded. The deputy commander of the Fourth Army commander commanded the Huaian cavalry who had previously taken the initiative to retreat to both wings of the battlefield, and rushed towards them from the back like two groups of hunting lions.

"Mom,,." How could the remnants of the Red Army, who had been killed and had been scattered, be able to stop the cavalry's accumulating attack? They were so scared that they screamed in terror, spread their legs and fled to the east at a faster speed, not asking to run faster than war horses, but only asking to surpass their own robes.

"Oh, yes, yes" With the violent sound of horse hooves, a clear crack quickly formed on the battlefield. The cavalry of Huai'an army held up a high sword and drove the remaining soldiers of the Red Army to the northeast. The spearmen, sword and shield soldiers, musketeers, and grenadiers who received the orders of assembly quickly walked towards the location of their military flags. No matter how lively the shouts of killing were coming from behind, or how attractive the enemy's backs were.

"Array, array, or the original offensive horizontal formation." Several intermediate officers who were specially trained in the martial arts lecture hall ran while quickly sorting out the formation. After everyone arrived at the gathering place, a six-row horizontal formation had recovered its outline.

"The students in the martial arts lecture hall, stand behind the brigade, and line up on both sides according to their brigade." He raised his head and quickly glanced at the position of the deputy commander Chen De's flag recognition. Song Ke began to work hard to carry out his duties.

The flag embroidered with the word "Chen" in the center has already rushed into the Zhejiang Army's supervisory team. The Huai'an cavalry who had taken the initiative to retreat to both wings were more than 1,300 cavalrymen, who had already become the supervising team of frightened birds, were like boiling soup and snow. Although there were many crossbowmen hidden in the latter team, the crossbow arrows could play a very small role in front of the cavalry that drove the defeated soldiers and killed them.

"Report, the first team is in place."

"Report, the second team is in place." The sound from the left and right sides of the horizontal formation quickly pulled Song Ke's gaze back. The students' movements were professional and their comprehension was far beyond ordinary people. Song Ke did not need too much explanation. They had already actively stood in two regular trapezoids in the left and right corners of the horizontal formation. The oblique sides of each side of the trapezoid were pulled very long, and they could cross the left and right front shooting for long distances.

"Lancers, swords and shields, each checking their weapons and armor." Song Ke took a deep breath, tried to straighten his chest, and continued to shout loudly, "Military soldiers, loading ammunition, grenades, checking the position of grenade bags and the number of grenades, and then report to me according to the troops."

The Hu Ben Army is the real Hu Ben Army. Compared with the group of Green Forest heroes he recruited for all his wealth, he was simply Kunpeng compared to the sparrow. If he was defeated with such a Hu Ben Army, he would be embarrassed to death. If he could have such a Hu Ben Army of 100,000, Song would be enough to cleanse the world for the general.

"Report, the pikes are ready."

"Report, the sword and shield soldiers are ready."

"Report, the gun lifting company is ready."

"Report"

"Report"

The simple report sounded in Song Ke's ears again, making his heart full of pride. He suddenly pulled the horse's head. He pointed the sword in his hand to the northeast side of the battlefield and was more than 500 steps away from him. Behind the Dong family army, "Everyone is there, come with me to stab Dong's butt."

"Drip, tick, tick, tick" The proud suona sound came out, crisp and pleasant, straight through the sky.

The dark clouds above the head were quickly penetrated, cracking into pieces of gray-black ink and lotus. In an instant, thousands of sunlight shot down from the cracks of the dark clouds, illuminating the neat team behind Song Ke.

Every face is very young.

Every face is full of pride.
Chapter completed!