After killing the archer, Yang Yi flew into the air, stretched out his hands, and appeared in his hands with two unsupported mp5k short rushes. He turned his body in the air and jumped into the carriage carriage, pulling the trigger to the Tartar soldiers holding scimitars and rushing up with spears.

"Tututututututu..."

"Uh...ahhh..."

The Tartar soldiers fell off their horses in groups, and the battle broke out instantly. Then the Tartar soldiers were stunned for a moment, completely unable to figure out what the situation was now.

Li Mochou quickly emptied a magazine, killing 20 Tartar soldiers with 20 rounds of bullets. Although it was not a headshot by guns, it was considered a perfect shot.

The main reason is that the other party is too close, only two meters away, or six or seven meters away. It can be said that as long as the person who can shoot, it is impossible for him to miss the shot.

The pistol was hung up in the empty space, and Li Mochou did not hesitate at all. He pressed the magazine button with his thumb, and the magazine fell down. At the same time, he touched the left hand around his waist. The magazine was not yet dropped on the control position, and the second full magazine was inserted into the barrel.

With his thumb, he pulled the empty pole and hung the sleeve back to the position and loaded it. Li Mochou did not pause at all and immediately started shooting again with his gun.

Li Mochou did this set of movements smoothly and smoothly. It took only one second to be like a special forces soldier who had practiced countless times.

In fact, Yang Yifei only taught her once on the road, and she practiced it several times by herself. The reason why she could do this in a short period of time is that she practiced the net of heaven and earth since she was a child, and her hands were extremely agile.

It is easier for Yang Yifei to change the magazine. After the bullet is empty, the gun in his hand disappears for a moment. When it appears in his hand, the bullet is full. He pulls the bolt with his mind and then shoots it at the Tartar soldiers.

The Tartar soldiers reduced at an incredible speed, and fell from the horse's back on the ground like dumplings. The dense formation was too close to each other, which was too convenient for Yang Yifei to shoot. In just a dozen breaths, more than half of the casualties had been killed or killed.

While shooting, Yang Yifei took care of the Tartar people watching the fun outside. Although they were not soldiers, since they chose to follow the army to come to Songtu as an invader, then Yang Yi would have no wronged souls under the gun. Besides, these guys were the ones who went to the military camp to report their news?

The remaining Tartar soldiers finally began to fear, and they murmured in Mongolian words such as "demon magic" and "demon man", and wanted to turn their horses to escape.

However, within a distance of 100 meters, it was still Yang Yifei's attack range. The avenue in the center of the town was a straight road. The Taurus soldiers fled in both sides, and he focused on killing those in the rear.

After killing all the Tartar soldiers who fled back, when they turned around, the Tartar soldiers in front had already run a hundred meters, but they were only thirty cavalry left.

"Yang Lang, they are going to run away, let's chase!" Li Mochou put the last box into a gun, jumped out of the carriage, turned around and shouted at Yang Yifei on the top of the carriage, with an excited look on his face.

After the Tartar soldiers ran a distance of fifteen feet, her hit rate dropped greatly, and it took several shots to hit one. After all, she just learned to use a gun and didn't know how to shoot at all. She was already very talented to be able to do this level.

Yang Yifei looked at the backs of the Tartar soldiers, sneered, and said, "They can't run away, I'll show you another powerful magic weapon."

With his hands rolled away, Yang Yifei spread his hands and the semi-automatic rocket launcher that had taken the tracker appeared in his hand.

Li Mochou looked at the rocket launcher that was carried onto Yang Yifei's shoulder with a burning look. Such a large one must be terriblely powerful.

Yang Yifei repelled the six-round semi-automatic rocket launcher on his shoulder, aimed a little, then decisively pulled the trigger, and fired two rockets in a row and bounced out.

"Swish...swish..."

Li Mochou saw two long tube-shaped objects dragging out two smoke pillars in the air, and shot towards the escaped Tartar soldiers at an extremely fast speed.

"Boom...boom..."

Two violent explosions made Li Mochou's body shake twice, and two balls of fire rose up. When the smoke from the explosion dissipated, she found that none of the escaped Tartar soldiers could stand, even with their men and horses.

Some even split into pieces, and the ground about 40 meters away was full of flesh and blood, and the broken limbs and arms were scattered. Some were people, some were horses.

Li Mochou's eyes widened and said in a trembling voice: "So...so amazing."

The voice trembled because of excitement, not fear. In a sense, Li Mochou's girl was really scary, and she was terrifyingly adaptable to killing.

In later generations, they might be a female war madman, but if they were in the world of fairy tales, they would probably be a female devil who slaughtered the people. Well, in fact, they would also be a female devil in the world of martial arts, but they just couldn't reach the level of slaughtering the people.

Yang Yifei put away the rocket launcher, jumped off the roof of the car, and sighed after hearing this: "It's amazing, it's a bit harmful to the sky. Under normal circumstances, I don't want to use this kind of magic weapon easily."

Li Mochou raised his head when he heard this and said, "Who told them to escape? If they don't run away, they will be killed by bullets and they will still be left with a complete body!"

“…”

Yang Yifei glanced at Li Mochou speechlessly. I was speechless when I was so magical. However, for the Tartars, this logic is very applicable.

In less than two minutes, more than 200 Tartar soldiers were wiped out. Although some of the ground who were not hit hard and died, Yang Yifei did not intend to waste bullets and re-shots.

In this era, there is naturally no way to treat gunshot wounds. If you suffer a gunshot wound, you will basically die. If you die on the spot, you will be clean. Those who don’t die will only cause you to suffer more sins and eventually die in extreme pain.

This battle was witnessed by many people. Although there was no Han people on the street since the arrival of the Tartar cavalry, there were many people watching secretly by the windows of the houses on both sides of the street.

Yang Yifei glanced around and suddenly felt a bad taste. He took out a gold bar and held it in his hand, and shouted: "Listen to all the Han people, my husband and I are from the south, and we are here specifically to slaughter the Tartars."

"I first arrived at the precious land, and I was not familiar with the place, and I couldn't find the location of the Tartar soldiers. As the saying goes, relying on my parents at home and relying on my friends when I go out, I have twelve taels of gold. If any friend is willing to lead the way to the Tartar soldiers' garrison, I will give him the twelve taels of gold."

"Puchi"

As soon as Yang Yifei finished speaking, Li Mochou couldn't help laughing. This was said in the tone of a person who was a performer in the world, but there was an indescribable sense of joy.

"Young Master..." At this moment, a loud shout rang out, "I don't want gold, I'm willing to take you to the Tartars."
Chapter completed!