Chapter 165: Chase

"Dong." A voice hit the bamboo platoon above the head. Fortunately, my elder brother came up with such a method last night. Otherwise, although the trench could block most of the arrows, a small number of them would still be shot into the trench and there would be casualties. Now, the other party shoots the arrows as they like, without any damage. Moreover, everyone took out the grenades and lit the fire sticks. They just waited for the other party to approach and threw them out together. This grenade would be a big meal for the Tartar cavalry, which was even more refreshing than the bullet rain just now.

Suddenly, no more arrows shot over, Lu Zhen pushed the bamboo tray above her head and looked out.

This time, his lungs were irritated. He could not see the horse's head, but only saw many horse's butts, his tail swings, and was quickly leaving his range.

These turtle grandsons escaped from their shells? Lu Zhen was very angry. If he could not destroy all the invading Tartar cavalry, he would lose face in front of other teams. Although his fifty or so people were not large, they were the first troops equipped with Tianque guns. They were very well trained and even let some of the Tartar cavalry run away. When this was spread, where would he put his face?

"Get bayonets, rush with me, and kill these bitches!" Lu Zhen shouted.

Everyone untied the bayonet from the belt on their waists, and placed it at the front of the muzzle.

"Run!" Lu Zhen took the lead and rushed forward.

"Come back quickly!" Zhang Yang did not care about the situation on the river and led his own guards to run to the north position quickly, shouting while running.

Leaving his fortifications and fighting with the enemy's cavalry with his legs, what was wrong with Lu Zhen today? Fighting on the plains is very dangerous for dozens of them.

Zhang Yang jumped into the trench, anxious.

In the distance, Lu Zhen and his elite subordinates gradually approached the dirt slope in the north. The Tatar cavalry had already run up the dirt slope.

"Come back quickly, it's a trap!" Zhang Yang shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, Lu Zhen, who was already hot-headed, did not hear Zhang Yang's shouting.

He led the people and chased them vigorously.

I saw the other party running to the ground, running slower and slower. Lu Zhen was secretly happy. As long as he reached a range of 500 steps, he would immediately open fire and kill them!

Suddenly, the Tartar cavalry suddenly stopped the horse, flew up their front hooves, skillfully turned around in the air, turned their heads, and rushed towards the person chasing behind their butt.

Usually, I am the only one who chases others. When is it the turn of these thiefs who are killed to chase me? Nasuladin ran while secretly thinking about countermeasures. The opponent's advantage lies in the huge power of the musket, the long range, and the firing speed is so fast again. He can only put the opponent closer, reach the range of his bow and arrow, and meet them on a narrow road, and the brave will win!

When he arrived on the slope, he suddenly ordered and turned his horse's head.

His cavalry was worthy of being an elite army. In such a chaotic situation, he turned around neatly and rushed back with lightning speed.

With the help of this hillside, the horses ran faster and faster, and they had already pulled out the bows and arrows on their bodies.

"Buzz!" Lu Zhen's head suddenly dizzy. He understood that he had made a mistake. With his own people, he wanted to go to the wild to fight wolves. If the wolf didn't fight, he would bite him instead.

"Fast, shoot!"

"Crash." There was a sound of tying the pull rod on it, but there was no normal resistance, and no gunpowder or bullets were loaded into the gun chamber.

"No bullets!"

The Tianque gun can only load twenty shots at a time. They were in the trenches just now, and they were excited and only focused on shooting. Unexpectedly, they would be all finished so quickly.

"Quick! Run back!" Lu Zhen issued the most embarrassing order in his life.

With the bayonet of the Tianque Gun, I want to fight against the enemy's cavalry? What was he going crazy just now?

Everyone turned their heads and ran back.

The sound of horse hooves behind him was getting closer and closer, and Nasuladin led his people to chase him quickly.

With two legs, want to run over four legs? Stop dreaming.

He had been beating just now, but now it was his turn. Nasuladin looked at the enemy running back desperately in front of him and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bow and arrow, prepare to launch!"

As the most elite cavalry, they are often trained to run and shoot arrows while driving. They pulled the bow and arrow and waited to get closer, and they could teach these ignorant enemies a lesson that will last forever.

On the plains, cavalry is the king!

Lu Zhen led the people back, two miles away from the trench, but listening to the sound of horse hooves behind him, he suddenly felt desperate. How many of these people could return to the trench alive?

Never fought with the Tartar cavalry, I made such a serious mistake, I would just die, but I was the first to start using the Tianque gun. Their training was full of the elder brother's efforts and hope, and it was ruined here. Even if I died, I couldn't feel at ease.

Suddenly, the thing behind his butt hurt Lu Zhen. He suddenly remembered that in addition to the one left in the trench, there were three grenades on his butt!

He suddenly stopped, took out the fire note from his bag and blew hard.

I hope I can buy some time for these brothers.

He quickly took out the grenade, unscrewed the lid, lit it, and threw it out without hesitation.

Nasuladin looked at the enemy in front of him and seemed to be a little scared by his cavalry. Others were running back hard. Why didn't he move? He was still taking out something and wanting to write a suicide note?

The bow and arrow have already aimed at this guy, and the horse will run four or five steps and will be absolutely sure to shoot him into a hedgehog.

I saw a "stone" drew a graceful arc and threw it over, but it did not fall into the cavalry team. At nearly two hundred steps, who could throw the stone so far?

Nasuladin laughed, "This guy actually wants to hit us with a stone. He is overestimating his ability. Bow and arrows are fired..." Before the word "shooting" was released, he heard a loud sound, and the horse under his crotch was suddenly frightened. His body trembled, his front hooves were raised high, and he neighed a few times.

"Boom, boom." Two more loud noises came. These three loud noises that had never happened before frightened these soldiers and horses that had been fighting for many years. They all made long neighs and dared not move forward.

Three huge balls of black smoke flashed ahead.

Nasuladin clamped the horse's body with his legs and tightened the reins, so that he did not fall off the horse.

"Run, rush for me!" Due to the pause, the distance from the enemy who was running away in front was farther away, and the distance of nearly 300 steps was further out of the range of the bow and arrow.

As the most elite knight, each cavalry quickly subdued the war horse that almost lost control under their crotch, and rushed up without any scruples. They were also going to be mad. Why did the ducks that were about to get were flying again if they didn't bring such a playful person.

Especially the enemy who threw things just now still fell to the end. You must catch him! You must use a horse rope to catch him and drag him to death!

The horses galloped and narrowed the distance from the enemy again. The bows and arrows in their hands had been pulled apart. As long as they got closer, they could shoot arrows happily and shoot the opponent into a hedgehog.

You must shoot all the enemies to death before they jump into those fortifications! From a distance, the enemy was only a few dozen steps away from the fortifications. They clamped the horse's belly and waited for about two hundred steps to shoot the arrow with their anger out.

"Bang, bang." Suddenly, a terrifying voice sounded again in the trench ahead.

"Turn the horse's head and retreat!" Nasuladin quickly issued an order. He did not want to repeat the ending just now, and his cavalry was destroyed by such a strange musket.

The order was still late, and more than a dozen cavalrymen fell off the horse with the sound of muskets.
Chapter completed!