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Chapter 60 Blood and Fire

Chapter 60 Blood and Fire

"You idiot! You can't even fit a twist." Wu Ershier pointed at Huang Laowai with a short sword, furious. As soon as he was halfway through his words, he suddenly saw a flash of red light at the gun mouth. Then, a hot stream of heat swept over his helmet tip, leading the helmet tassels to fly around.

Looking at the Asu battle soldiers twenty steps away, they were instantly knocked down three or four. Each of them was at least four or five bullets, and black blood was gushing out along the bullet holes on the iron armor.

All of Asu people were stunned. Qi Qi stared at the still smoking muzzle with his eyes wide open, with a confused look on his face. At this moment, the cannon responsible for Huang Dahan, the son of Huang Laowai, also fired. With a bang, more than 30 chestnut-sized lead eggs were sprayed out from the muzzle, and smashed the three soldiers who were drawing their bow slightly to the right in the center of the enemy, shooting them into sieves with their iron armor.

"A Chou Team, thirty steps ahead, throw--!" Taking advantage of the enemy's dazed moment, Liu Ziyun commanded the second grenade 100 team, smashed the grenade that lit the lead and the throwing rope to the head of Asuren.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The flames continued. Because the quality of the leads could not be guaranteed to be consistent, nearly 35% of the grenades did not explode at all, and the remaining 65% were left, and one in the east and one in the west, and it exploded in an orderly manner.

"Ah--!" More than 40 Asu soldiers were sent to the sky by grenades, and then they screamed and fell down. Their faces were charred and blood was flowing from their bodies. When Asu soldiers, who were not affected by grenades, saw this scene, screamed and retreated like a tide.

"Shoot the arrows, shoot the guys who throw and throw the thunder balls!" Several Asu centurions who led the team drew out their swords and forced the soldiers to join the battle again. But those Asu soldiers avoided him and continued to flee backwards. In the face of unknown fear, the performance of these arrogant and domineering professional robbers was no better than that of the rookies who had undergone rigorous training.

"The Tartars retreated, the Tartars retreated, Huang Ergou, ignite, hurry up! Chase their butts and have another shot! Let them escape faster!" Unexpectedly, he easily repelled the first round of attack of Asuren. Wu Ershier, Liu Ziyun and others shouted excitedly. They kept urging the third cannon with solid projectiles to quickly ignite. However, the second son of the Huang family, who was holding moxa wool in his hand, seemed to be completely frightened, turned his head to the right of the car formation, and stared blankly at a position outside the camp, his legs kept trembling.

"Sword and shield soldiers, raise - shield! Spear soldiers, put the spear on the shoulders of the sword and shield soldiers, stretch out, and try their best to extend out!" Zhu Bashiyi quickly reacted and without waiting for Ivanov to remind him, he opened his throat and shouted loudly.

"Sword and shield soldiers, raise - shield! Spear soldiers, put the spear on the shoulders of the sword and shield soldiers, stretch out, and try their best to stretch out! You, grandma, stretch out quickly!" Ivanov pressed against the wall of the car, lowered his head and ran quickly. At the same time, he kept pushing the trembling soldiers back to where they were supposed to be.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!" The violent sound of horse hooves falling to the ground quickly swallowed up the shouts of the two of them. The horse team under the Zuo Qianhu Tulu of the Asu Army rushed up. This person and the Right Qianhu Bori had cooperated for many years and had already formed a tacit understanding between them. Seeing that the latter commanded the soldiers' first wave of attacks was frustrated, he immediately decisively launched the second wave.

The momentum of a thousand war horses when they ran was like stormy waves. Before they could get close to the wall of the car, the trembling caused by the horse's hooves hitting the ground had already shaken the Red Turban soldiers behind the car wall. Seeing that the situation was not good, Ivanov immediately urged Zhu Bashiyi's team to join the battle again. Everyone pulled out the horn bows and shot a whole row of carved feather arrows towards the horses that were running.

"Puff!" The feather arrow flashing with cold light hit the first half of the nearly 1,000 cavalry team, and only a few bloodshots splashed, it was declared disappearing. The horses galloped too fast, and the distance between the cavalry was stretched enough, and the chain mail on the cavalry was still strong enough. In the more than 70 years of barbaric and destructive civilization, the ancestors of Asuren had already summarized enough experience in cavalry fighting against bows and arrows. At this moment, the descendants took it out and copied it, and the results were still remarkable.

"Shoot the horse, shoot at the horse, don't pause!" Veteran Pievanov rushed to the archers with sweat all over his head and pointed loudly. "The distance to ride the bow is short, so they can't take you as targets, you can't shoot continuously!"

Then he quickly turned his head to Huang Ergou and shouted at the top of his voice, "Let the fire quickly, hurry up! If you can't hit someone, you can at least scare the war horse!"

Xu Ziyu, the personal soldier responsible for protecting Huang Ergou, slapped the man hard on the back. Huang Ergou was staggered, and the mugwort in his hand was quickly raised and pressed on the lead of the cannon. "Sweep--!" The medicine twist dragged the red star and quickly rushed into the fire-inducing hole. The original bronze-cast cannon suddenly shrank back and with a "boom", it shot an iron ball worth more than three pounds into the air.

"Hiss——" The sound of the projectile tearing through the air was almost insignificant compared to the sound of horse hooves knocking around the ground. However, all the Red Turban soldiers clearly heard its initial sound. The energy of the gunpowder explosion caused the shell to slide out a vague arc in the air at an initial speed of more than 400 meters per second, and then plunged into the horses and splashed several dazzling red lights.

There was a tall Arab horse who was hit by a projectile and had its front leg broken. The castration shell first fell to the ground, then quickly bounced up, sweeping over the belly of the second war horse, the neck of the third war horse and the buttocks of the fourth horse. The war horse that was rubbed immediately fell down, and white bones appeared at the wound, and blood squirted. Several Asu cavalry on the horse's back were thrown away more than one foot away, and then trampled by dozens of horse hooves as big as bowls. In a blink of an eye, it completely turned into a ball of meat paste wrapped in iron sheets.

The Asu Cavalry's Mercedes' Mercedes' speed was slightly slower, and then they quickly raised it to the highest level. They lined up and stopped to be looking for death. So they had no choice but to continue to follow the brigade forward.

"Hold the shield, hold the shield, be careful that they can shoot arrows!" According to Ivanov's previous reminder, Zhu Bashiyi pulled his throat, which was already yelling bleeding, and ordered loudly.

The impact direction of the Asu cavalry has a very clear distance from the outer edge of the car wall. Obviously, these guys will not directly use war horses to hit the spear tip. In that case, his tactics may be the kind that Zhu Dapeng saw on the online forum in the 21st century. The Mongolians became famous and galloped horses were shooting.

As if confirmed with his words, the five or six Asu cavalrymen who rushed to the front were straightened up and stretched their hands towards the saddle. However, what they pulled out from behind the saddle was not a cavalry, but an iron ball with iron chains and spikes. Just as Zhu Bashiyi was slightly stunned, several cavalrymen swung their arms in a circle at the same time, loosened their five fingers, and smashed the thorny ball and the chains on the head of the Red Turban Army.

"Boom!" Under the superposition of horse speed and cavalry throwing power, the impact of the iron ball was astonishingly great. One hit the car wall, splashing countless snow-white wood slags. The other flew into the open space behind the spearmen and smashed a deep pit of earth. The third and fourth hit the shield, and the two swords and shields stood behind the car wall, and the people and shields were smashed backwards. The jujube lining on the inside of the shield was slapped on his face, blood was flowing.

The other two sword and shield soldiers who were hit by the fifth and sixth iron balls were not as lucky as the former. The spikes of the iron ball pierced the helmet and penetrated into the depths of the head. Under the influence of severe pain, the two Red Turban soldiers held their shields and rotated wildly in place until their breathing stopped completely. They staggered for several steps and fell down softly against their own robes.

"Rise the shield, raise it!" Zhu Bashiyi's eyes burst out and he opened his throat and ordered loudly. Without reminding him, the brothers of Team A and Team B had already firmly protected the top of their heads with their shields. However, more iron balls with spikes hit the shield and flew everywhere.

"Grenadier, Grenadier!" This time, Zhu Bashiyi no longer shouted casually in anxiety, but accurately issued the most appropriate order he could think of at the moment, "Twenty steps in front of the chariot formation, throw continuously!"

"Jiazi Team, ignite, 20 steps in front of the formation, throw!" Liu Ziyun wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly. The first grenade 100 team behind him quickly lit the grenade tied with moxa velvet, held it in his hand and threw it a few times, and smashed it into the area twenty steps outside the car wall.

"Boom!" The first grenade exploded under the belly of the war horse, overturning the war horse and the cavalry to the ground at the same time. Immediately afterwards, the second, third, fourth, fifth, and blasting grenades one after another, and the more than 40 cavalrymen who were preparing to throw the sting hammers were blown up. Several black and thick smoke quickly emerged from the horses and enveloped the entire battlefield. The war horses that rushed to the wall of the car raised their front hooves and cried loudly. They threw the riders on their backs to the ground one after another.

Further away, some war horses charging at the forefront tried to slow down and escape unknown risks. However, the tingling pain from the lower abdomen made them manic. How to help the mount overcome the fear of abnormal sounds, the ancestors of the Asu people had already summarized a complete set of experience when assisting Boyan in destroying the Southern Song Dynasty, and passed on the methods of training war horses and controlling mounts in battle from generation to generation. Although the power of the firearms used by the Song people at that time was not as powerful as the iron lumps in front of them, the explosion sounds made were exactly the same.

"Boom! Boom! Boom--!" More than a dozen grenades with too long leads exploded between the corpses, raising a stream of smoke and dust in vain. Before the smoke and dust fell, another Asu cavalry team had already galloped in. The horse's hooves stepped on the body of their accomplices without hesitation, causing a wave of ghosts and wolves to cry and howl. On the horse's back, the warrior Asu deafed the wailing from his feet. According to normal training, he waved his arms and smashed another round of thorny iron balls into the Red Turban Army's team.

Their attack targets were the swords, shields and spearmen who were closest to the car wall. After a round of throwing, they immediately tilted their horse's head to stay away from the attacked object as quickly as possible. Liu Ziyun organized grenadiers to counterattack, but the killing effect caused was smaller than expected. Most of the grenades thrown out in hastily jumped over by the war horse before the lead was burned out. Immediately after the horse's tail, thick smoke rose after thick smoke.

Another team of Asu cavalry 100 people rushed up from the right side of the position, and threw the chain hammer into the Red Turban Army's position from a distance. Then they accelerated the horse and rushed to the lower left side of the hillside.

Then, the next one.

"Dong!Dong!Dong!" The dull sound of metal and armor colliding endlessly. "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" The explosions of grenades came one after another.

More than a dozen sword and shield soldiers fell down one after another, vomiting blood and died. Outside the car wall, double the number of Asu corpses were left. The blood of the Red Turban Army soldiers flowed down the hillside, passing through one corpse after another, mixed with Asu's plasma, and gurgled into a stream.

"Bang!" Xu Hongsan, who held the gun tightly, adjusted the muzzle and punched a centurion in the Asuren. Amid the sound of the galloping horses and the sound of grenade explosions, the power of this gun was like the previous few shots, and no one except himself could notice. All the soldiers' eyes fell on the iron projectiles flying around in the air, either watching their own people being broken and broken, or watching the enemy being blown up and overturned, unable to save anyone, and there was no way to disperse the shadow of death from the head of their own robes.

"Boom!" The copper cannon in Huang Laowai's hand finally completed a series of complex actions such as cleaning the gun barrel, reloading gunpowder, loading and resetting the projectile, aiming, and ignition, and sprayed out more than twenty lead bullets for the second time. Two Asu cavalry who had thrown the chain hammer on the head of the Red Turban Army were leaving contact were caught up by the lead bullets. Several huge blood holes appeared near the spine, screaming and falling off. Other Asu people who had thrown the iron ball looked at the cannon in horror, lowered their bodies, and accelerated to a long time.

A small team of Asu people who followed closely followed struggled to smash the stabbing ball at Huang Laowai. The soldiers who were ordered to protect the gunner raised their iron shields and isolated the stabbing ball outside. "Dongdong, dongdong, dongdong." Due to the distance, these ten iron balls failed to hurt anyone, but scared Huang Laowai so much that his limbs became weak and trembled, and he could not stuff the rag into the muzzle for a long time.

"Boom!" The boss of the Huang family shot a live ammunition in time, hitting a cavalry in the chest, smashing the man up, and his intestines and stomachs fell all over the ground. However, the projectile failed to form a jumping effect like the previous one. As the cavalry's corpses landed on the ground together, then there was no sound.

Another team of Asu cavalry rushed over, and threw the chain ball in his hand through more than ten steps away. It smashed into the Red Turban Army behind the car wall, splashing blood.

Another wave of grenades dragged the peso and flew out from the temporary position of the Red Turban Army, chasing the footsteps of the Asu cavalry, putting several war horses into a pool of blood. The Asu people who fell from the horse covered their wounds and rolled and wailed.

I don’t know if it was because the panic did not ignite the lead, or because the impact force when it landed, it shook the lead away from the iron shell, but in this round, a small half of the grenade did not explode at all. After rolling a few times, he lay quietly in the pool of blood, filled with red sludge.

The injured Asuren was so scared that he was so scared that he rolled his body wailing away from the grenade.

They avoided the explosion of the grenade, but did not hide from the soul-chasing rope of the underworld Yasha. The new wave of Asu warriors rushed by, and while throwing a hammer at the Red Turban Army, they also stepped on their injured accomplices into meat sauce.

The wailing sounded quickly again. Under the command of Zhu Bashiyi, two spearmen of the Red Turban Army, who used the spear as a javelin, threw the spear towards the rushing Asu soldiers. They penetrated several of them and horses together and fell into a pool of blood.

More than a dozen strands quickly hit the few spearmen with empty hands, most of which landed on the ground in vain. The other half hit the chest of the two spearmen, smashing the iron armor that protected the chest inwards, squeezed the ribs and internal organs into pieces.

"Wow!" The seriously injured spearman vomited blood in big mouthfuls, pulled out a spare short blade from his waist, and staggered towards the gap in the car wall.

They were preparing to use their lives to exchange for more enemies' lives, but after only five or six steps, they fell to the ground and died of anger.

More Asu cavalry rushed over, cutting the edge of the car wall, and galloped past. They used a hammer ball to take away the lives of one or two Red Turban soldiers, and then paid the same or even doubled the price and rode their horses away.

The next echelon came stepping on pools of blood and meat sauce, repeating the previous actions and repeating the previous results.

"Boom!" Huang Laowai directed the two apprentices to push the cannon cart to the defensive gap that was smashed out by the enemy, and shot a row of shots on the car wall. A team of horses that were rushing over was beaten up, and five or six war horses were beaten to the bottom of the body, and they ran away in a tragic voice, causing chaos to the subsequent team.

"Grenadier, throw it!!" Liu Ziyun grabbed a grenade that cut off the lead, helped forward and threw it out of the car wall.

"Swoosh--!" Dozens of the most courageous grenades learned his appearance, letting the leads of the grenade burn for a few seconds, then assisted a few steps and dropped bombs with bare hands.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!" This time, the grenade explosion rate exceeded 80%, and nearly half of it exploded in the air. The Asu cavalry who rushed over was blown up and fled in panic without even taking the hammer in his hand.

The sound of horse hooves quickly weakened, then stopped abruptly. It suddenly became quiet outside the car wall, with no more low horn drums and no more worries of war horses. Only the chilly mountain wind blew, blowing the thick smoke into wisps, floating, revealing the bloody corpses and bullet craters in front of the car wall, like a ghost realm.

"Asu Ren retreated, Asu Ren retreated!" Wu Eryier wiped the blood on his face and jumped up, making him crazy.

The surrounding soldiers, archers and grenadiers were stunned at first, and then there was an incredible expression on their faces, and the cheers were like a mountain collapse and tsunami. "Asu people retreated, Asu people retreated!" "Asu people retreated, Asu people retreated!" "Asu people retreated, Asu people retreated!"

The only one who did not cheer with everyone was the veteran Pievanov. He ran to the highest point first, put on a gaze and looked out a few times, then quickly ran to Zhu Bashiyi, pushing the excited latter hard, reminding with a blue face, "This round is just to find out each other's capital, and the real attack has not begun yet!"
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