In terms of the level of bravery, Quasotta was no longer inferior to Oboi, and was also the best Batulu in the Qing Dynasty. He personally led his troops to attack, but these soldiers were actually blocked by a group of militias.

These people didn’t even have any armor. Maybe a few days ago they were carrying hoes to dig food in the field! Just because of them, they were worthy of blocking the Iron Cavalry of the Qing Dynasty?

The quasi-tare was burning in his chest with anger. He grabbed his big axe with his own hands and rushed in front of everyone.

"Warriors, Batulu of the Qing Dynasty, follow me!"

The Quasi-Tower indeed was like a human-shaped iron tower, rushing towards the square formation frantically. This guy was huge, with his teeth and claws, like a plague god in the temple. The veterans who had been through a long time were afraid of him, let alone these militiamen. They trembled with the spear in their hands and stabbed towards the Quasi-Tower.

As a result, the Quasi-Tao suddenly waved the axe in his hand and cut off all the long spears. With another wave, two soldiers who could not dodge were cut off by him.

"Hahaha, Minggou is vulnerable, kill me!"

The quartz led the way, and the soldiers behind followed closely and rushed forward. The spearmen could not stop their charge for a while, and many people retreated unconsciously.

The Quasi-Tower was like crazy, rushing into a blood alley, no one could block his axe power, and slashed one soldier after another. His body was soaked in blood, which stimulated the guy's nerves a little abnormal.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Tartars behind tried their best to keep moving forward, and a fatal gap appeared in the entire square formation. Kang Lesheng, who was commanding in the center, noticed it at a glance.

If the square formation is conquered a little, the whole plate will collapse. He immediately widened his eyes and pulled out his waist knife from under his ribs. He led his personal soldiers around him to come over in three or two steps.

"Stay steady. Don't be messy and keep the formation!"

Kang Lesheng roared desperately, but some soldiers could not help but retreated in a panic transition. One soldier even threw away the spear in his hand and ran back crying.

"Ah, I don't want to fight anymore!"

Kang Lesheng saw it and suddenly jumped up and jumped in front of the soldier. The knife in his hand slashed it, and he just caught his head. The soldier was split in half. Blood splattered Kang Lesheng's body, and his face was stained with blood, which was so evil.

"Let me listen to it, no one is allowed to retreat. Those who violate the order will be killed!"

When I saw the brother who died tragically, everyone else felt awesome. Xiang Forward is also dead, Xiang Back is also dead, so what choice is there!

Wang Xiaowu, who had just killed a Tartar, suddenly yelled: "Brothers, even if you want to die, you will die at the hands of the Tartars! Kill!"

He roared suddenly, and the spear in his hand stabbed out. A Tartar quickly swung his knife and cut off the barrel of the gun, but the tip of the gun had already pierced into the horse's belly. Blood burst out and the war horse jumped wildly. The Tartar above threw it off.

When the other soldiers saw it, they finally burst out with courage. They each held the spears in their hands and stabbed them desperately at the Tartars.

"Dog Tartar, I'm fighting with you!"

The dense spears stabbed over, even with the courage of the quasi-tower, it was quite good to be able to cut two or three, but there might be ten or eight spears opposite these Tartars. With their life-threatening personality, how could they fight with ordinary militias? The momentum of crazy impact was actually blocked!

Junta was so anxious that he screamed. At this time, Kang Lesheng suddenly grabbed a spear and stuffed a white accent bullet into the muzzle.

He narrowed his eyes and observed carefully. When the muzzle was aimed at two hundred steps away, suddenly the upper body of the quasi-tower was exposed. Kang Lesheng knocked the trigger without hesitation, and a bullet turned around and shot towards the quasi-tower.

In the flash, the bullet hit the chest of Quasi-Tao. Suddenly, the big bear swayed on the war horse and then fell heavily to the ground.

Before going to Huguang, Gu Zhenhua proposed to produce Minnie bombs in the military factory. After the joint efforts of several craftsmen, he finally launched Minnie bombs and also produced a front-mounted rifle with rifles.

After the experiment, the power of this rifle was simply crazy. It could easily penetrate two layers of armor within two or three hundred steps. After the first test of the power of the musket, Ge Jiangshi and his team were so scared that they didn't fall asleep for several days.

They all knew that a revolutionary weapon appeared in their hands. If An** could have ten thousand, even if there were only five thousand of these rifles, they could easily sweep. No matter how many Tartars there were, they would all be dead! What is riding and shooting unparalleled, it is simply shit!

Next, the military factory began to try to make a large amount of manufacturing, but the troubles encountered next were a bit beyond imagination. A gun may be easy, but for many guns, how to ensure the uniform rifle of the Minnie bullet, how to ensure the uniform size of the Minnie bullet. Once there is a deviation, either the expansion is insufficient, the power is reduced, or the expansion is too large, and the rifle is damaged.

It is difficult for everyone to use a size and the material of the bullet to destroy everyone. Minnie bullets only appeared after the Industrial Revolution. There are many processing abrasives and measuring rulers, all of which were not available to the Ming Dynasty. No matter how hard it is, it is too difficult to get out Minnie rifles in large quantities in one step.

They could only settle for the second best, and only distributed it to the frontline vanguards for use. Let them experience the actual effect. Kang Lesheng was lucky enough to get a shot, but he was reluctant to use it for his subordinates, so he kept it in his hands for the time being.

It was also the first time that Minni rifle appeared on the battlefield, and it hit a Gushan Ezhen all at once, which was a victory. Kang Lesheng shouted at the top of his voice: "The Qunta is dead, the Tartar is over!"

"The Quasi-Tower is dead!"

"The Quasi-Tower is dead!"

The soldiers shouted, and for a moment, the tired soldiers didn't know where they were so strong that they all smiled happily and were full of energy.

On the other hand, the Tartars were sad and rainy, and the wind was gloomy. Many Tartars were so scared that they were out of their wits. How could it be? The bravest Batulu was also beaten to death. What else could they do!

As soon as the momentum was gone, the soldiers took the opportunity to surge up. They were long spears and short swords, and they slashed randomly, and the Tartars fell down in pieces, killing them in a mess.

In fact, the Quasi-Tower was not dead. Just when Kang Lesheng aimed at him, perhaps out of instinct, the Quasi-Tower blocked his chest with a big axe.

The bullet happened to hit the axe, but the force of the Minnie bullet was too strong, and the quasi-tower could not fight. The huge kinetic energy shocked him to the bottom of the horse, and his arms were dislocated, and his tiger's mouth was bleeding.

The huge axe hit his chest, almost making him breathless. The people around him saved the quasi-tower tower in a row, and the others were unaware of it and even thought he was dead, so they retreated one after another.

The Tartars lost two or three hundred people. They did not break through the defense line. The quasi-tower was rescued by soldiers, and their whole body was in great pain, and they lost half their lives!

"I'm so angry that I'll listen to me, kill me, kill me, kill me, and kill all the Mingdogs."

Junta shouted desperately: "Use your bow and arrow to shoot them to death!"

Under the shouts of the Quasi-Tower Tower, the Tartars gathered again and launched a second attack. This time they were much smarter than before.

The cavalry split their heads to attack, attracting the attention of the musketeers. Then the archers pulled the bowstring and shot archery rain towards the square formation. The Tartars' bows and arrows were heavy and hated. After a rain of arrows, the soldiers in the front row were attacked one after another. Some were hit by two or three arrows in front of them, fell to the ground, struggling in pain. Some were shot through the throat, shot through the chest, and died directly.

In the past, when the Tartars faced An**'s musket, their bows and arrows were always defeated. This time they were particularly proud of being able to regain their face. Seeing the spear formation becoming sparse, these Tartars showed a hideous smile.

"kill!"

With a command, they rushed forward frantically.

At this moment, a louder voice than him suddenly came from a distance.

"Kill all the Tartars!"

"Kill slave!"

Listening to the loud roar, all the Tartars were excited. Kang Lesheng, who was commanding the battle, felt relaxed and almost sat on the ground.

Relying on weak soldiers to resist the attacks of the Tartars requires amazing courage. Facing the Tartars' bows and arrows, many militias have reached their limits. Even if they rely on military discipline and threats of death, they will retreat one after another. Maybe the Tartars can do their best to break through the defense line, and then all their efforts will be in vain!

Fortunately, before reaching the limit, the soldiers of the chariot camp finally came. The encirclement of the Tartars was finally completed. It is time for the Tartars to enjoy the taste of being slaughtered!

"Brothers, reinforcements are coming, kill slaves!"

"Kill the slave!"

The militia instantly plucked up the courage, and the blood was even more excited when they took down the veterans. They shouted and burst out from their chests. The soldiers from both sides echoed each other, making the Tartars frightened.

The arms of the Qunta had already been reset, but they could not use force yet, so they helped him to the war horse. The Qunta's forehead was so painful that it was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

He gritted his teeth and was trying his best to take revenge, but in an instant, a large number of box trucks appeared behind them, blocking their retreat.

At this moment, the quasi-tower finally woke up: "No, this is a trap!"

He was more careful and unexpectedly, he ended up like this. The Quartet regretted it. He relied on the surprise attack and made some contributions. Isn’t it good? He insisted on winning a big shot, but he also lost a miserable loss!

An** has amazing combat power. Even militias are so difficult to deal with. If he faces sharp firearms again, will he still have a chance to win?

Junta shook his head without hesitation. He hurriedly shouted at the soldiers, trying to escape with his subordinates.

"Run here!"

The quasi-tower chose the northeast, and it seemed that there was a vacant here. The Tartars behind also followed him in a hurry and rushed over. But just as they were about to rush over, a row of black-clad cavalry suddenly appeared in front of them.

These cavalry all rushed towards them with long cavalry rifles. On each cavalry rifle, there was a small flag hanging on it, and when they ran, it looked like a sea.

When he saw these cavalrymen, a basin of cold water immediately poured on the head of the Quasi-Tao.

Since the war in northern Henan, the Winged Cavalry has shown its might and killed the Eight Banners without temper. Many soldiers who fled back described these cavalry vividly, saying that they were evil ghosts crawled out of the underground and divine weapons descended from heaven. In short, in fact, it is an invincible existence.

Junta was still a little dissatisfied, but after seeing this cavalry, he suddenly felt cold all over. However, the other party seemed to be only about 300. If he was afraid, the Eight Banners would be ruined.

"Run, kill!"

The distance between the cavalry on both sides quickly approached. The winged cavalry did not use muskets, but rushed towards the Tartars with long spears. The 16-foot-long cavalry spear was filled with a cold and cold light.

They collided in an instant, and the Tartars who rushed in front fell down one by one. Their bodies were pierced and they fell down from the war horses one by one. The Tartars who followed closely behind were all in awe.

At this time, the Winged Cavalry had already drawn out its sabre without hesitation and slashed at them. The Tartars boasted of their bravery, but they were still slightly inferior to the efficient killing machine such as the Winged Cavalry.

Especially when they were defeated just now, their army was unwilling to fight and they only wanted to escape. In one round of attack, forty or fifty Tartars were chopped to the ground.

When the Quartet saw that it was impossible to escape, it wanted to change its direction. But at this time the chariot camp had already rushed up. The soldiers were ready to go. After firing one by one, they immediately changed into installed rifles, the assembly line operation method, and countless bullets were intensively shot. No matter how powerful the Tartars were, they could not withstand this kind of blow.

They all turned into corpses. At this time, Kang Lesheng also brought his men to counterattack and surrounded them on three sides. The soldiers were all brave. Even the militiamen showed their energy to beat the dogs. At the top of Fengqiu City, the elders and villagers set up war drums, and the drums rumbled and shook the sky!

There were fewer and fewer people around the Quartet. At this time, no one could care about him. The Quartet was in a panic and ran in one direction.

Not far away, the soldiers in front stopped him, and the Quasi-Tao hurriedly reached out to grab the knife. However, his arm had just dislocated and he could not use any strength. The knife had just been grabbed in his hand, but it fell down again.

"ah!"

Just as the quasi-tower was surprised, two militiamen stabbed their spears into his ribs. The quasi-tower struggled a few times before falling to the ground. Wang Xiaowu rushed over with a knife, waved his hand and chopped off the head of the quasi-tower.

The Quasi-Tower was dead and the battle was over. The three thousand Tartars' elite cavalry were killed by more than 2,700, almost completely wiped out, and the two leaders also died. What is even more exciting is that more than 5,000 strong war horses were seized at once, which is definitely a big harvest.

The news quickly reached Kaifeng. Gu Zhenhua saw the good news at the first time and finally smiled on his face: "Okay! OK! OK! There are another three thousand people. At this speed, sooner or later, I will wipe out all the Tartars one day!"

Gu Zhenhua smiled at the other party Jianming and said, "You go and count the military achievements, especially those militiamen. Anyone who makes meritorious contributions will be rewarded twice. In addition, the crops and houses that the people have lost will also be compensated!"

Fang Jianming nodded quickly, but before he could go down, Wu Kaijie hurriedly ran over.
Chapter completed!