Chapter 164: Surrounded

Seeing that fewer and fewer people charged, Nasuladin was completely desperate. If this continues, he may have been killed before he gets close to the other party.

"Shot the bow and arrow, and then turn the horse's head." He finally gave the order. If he did not retreat, his two hundred people would probably be lost here. I wonder how Baotong, Hailuding and Xishan Donkey were doing?

Baotong's side is also a sea of ​​blood at this moment, but this sea of ​​blood is not the other party's, but his own.

Baotong quickly bypassed the camp with a hundred cavalry and rushed to the shore. He was very anxious. The attack on Abu had already begun. As expected, the vulnerable mobs would soon retreat here. He had to block the place before this, otherwise, if Tang He left, the battle would be in vain.

"Bang, bang." A few musket sounds came from behind. Baotong did not look back. He knew that it must be the rebels who discovered Abu's attack and were fighting back.

Baotong was not afraid of those muskets at all. If hundreds of muskets were fired together, it might cause some damage. However, with just a few sounds, the projectiles would have been flying long ago. Abu said that the accuracy of muskets was very poor and loading was troublesome, and it was not as good as bows and arrows at all. Otherwise, the court would have equipped them on a large scale in the army.

"Bang, bang." The sound of the musket was denser than before, but in Baotong's heart, he still disagreed. If he looked back at this time, he might have changed his mind. Unfortunately, he lost this opportunity.

"Hurry up, speed up, we want to block the shore." Baotong ran in the front. Unlike Abu, Baotong liked to rush in the front when fighting. He liked to be the first to break into the enemy, and he liked to hold a mace and smash the opponent's head.

He only took the people to rush towards the shore, but did not notice that his longing eyes were already staring at them.

As Zhang Yang's guard, the chance of being on the battlefield is relatively small. They stay in the camp most of their time, guarding their elder brother, and at critical moments, they stand up to block the bows and arrows for their elder brother and big swords.

They could only watch others beating the Tartars in front of them like slaughtering chickens, but their hands were very itchy.

Zhang Yang stood at the highest point of the camp and soon discovered a strange cavalry.

They detoured a large circle, left the front battlefield in the north and east, and instead attacked quickly towards the dock.

Zhang Yang thought for a while and understood: these people wanted to block the shore, and then surrounded themselves perfectly in the camp, closing the door and beating dogs.

He was a little ridiculous: Do you need to run? I'm afraid they should be the ones who ran away? Moreover, there was no cover at all on this bare shore, and it happened to be the most ideal living target for Tianque Gun.

Since you are here, you have to give you some gifts no matter what! Zhang Yang made up his mind.

"You two are in the camp to protect the good generals. Come with me for the rest of the people." Zhang Yang said.

The two of them grinned and said nothing. The soldiers took obedience to orders as their duty. They held the Tianque gun and looked at Li Shanchang beside them.

"Brother, I'll go too!" Li Shanchang looked at the battles around him, and he felt a little envious. Fighting the Tartars was the quickest thing in his life.

"No!" Zhang Yang refused Li Shanchang's request without hesitation. You are not Chang Yuchun, you are Li Shanchang, you will be the leader of civil servants. Why do you want to do military generals? I don't want to be distracted to protect you.

They went out of the camp and came to the training ground south of the camp, looking for suitable bunkers.

Zhang Yang squatted behind a pile of soil, looked at the person behind him, and raised the Tianque gun.

Target: 300 steps, wind direction: east wind, wind power: level 3 and 4, just make a little adjustment. Zhang Yang meditated in his mind.

The cavalry finally rushed to the shore, and they stopped and prepared to turn the horse's head.

"Let's fire!" Zhang Yang said.

The other party stopped, a good opportunity, and a fixed target within three hundred steps would definitely be shot without any flaws.

"Bang, bang." Everyone's Tianque gun opened fire together.

When Baotong heard this voice, he was not afraid, but instead felt a sense of joy.

"Be careful, the enemy is going to run away!" he shouted.

They were all ready to pick up the horse's back and stomp the escaped enemy to death with their horse's hooves.

Baotong raised her head and looked into the distance.

Suddenly, the joy on his face quickly subsided. On the front battlefield in the north in the distance, there were no retreating enemies. In the gradually dissipating black smoke, Abu's cavalry were quickly retreating.

The situation has changed! Years of alertness on the battlefield made him feel as if he was fooled by the enemy. He suddenly lowered his head and heard a "swoosh" sound, a small thing rubbed his scalp and passed by quickly.

"Oh, ah." Several people next to him suddenly shouted, then they tilted their bodies and fell off their horses.

"Quick, retreat!" Baotong reacted quickly. The most important thing at the moment was not how to attack the enemy, but to return to Abu. He escaped so flusteredly. If Abu makes any mistakes, Baotong would definitely blame himself for the rest of his life.

"Bang, bang." The sound of muskets also came from the boat on the water.

I wanted to surround the other party, but now I am surrounded! Baotong's feeling was very bad.

Bian Yuanheng on the water originally wanted to wait for the cavalry to get closer. With his own abilities, he could destroy them all before the opponent escaped from the range, and only fired five times per person.

Moreover, there is another advantage on the boat: the opponent can only be beaten, and if you want to hit yourself, you can't reach it!

However, with the elder brother's shooting, Bian Yuanheng could no longer bear it and ordered the fire.

Zhang Yang was on the shore, and Bian Yuanheng was on the water, forming cross-fire under the attack on both sides, which directly brought the Tartar cavalry into his mouth, and howled.

The fierce cavalry when they came had already clamped their tails and fled in a panic. However, in the face of dense firepower, only a few people were destined to escape.

A cavalry was aroused by fierce anger. He picked up the bow and arrow behind him and wanted to fight back. Before he could even set up the bow, he was hit with four bullets.

Blood flowed out of his body. He didn't believe his eyes, and he didn't understand until he died. What this thing was, and it had such great power. The blood flowed less and less. His lips had become pale. He fell down from his horse powerlessly, closed his eyes helplessly, and fell into endless darkness.

Resolve the battle! Zhang Yang moved his hands. Under the joint attacks between the two sides, only three or five cavalry escaped their lives. The rest were already lying on the shore of the Killing Port, and the ground had turned blood red.

Zhang Yang turned around, but his face changed: Lu Zhen, why did you leave the trenches and rush up? Isn’t this asking for death?
Chapter completed!