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Chapter 55 Rapid Fire
"put!"

With He Shihui's shout, 31 people including He Shihui let go of their fingers at the same time.

31 arrows roared and shot away.

sunset.

The bandits rushing forward could only see some cold light under the setting sun, twinkling like stars, looming in the setting sun, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

In the blink of an eye, there was a series of screams and howls among the bandits rushing from the opposite side.

"Whoosh!"

"Pfft!"

He Shihui's heavy arrow shot out, and a evasive sword and shield player in the first row of bandits was shot and rolled out, the shield and long knife in his hand flipped in the air.

The arrow pierced his throat impressively, causing him to roll on the ground and struggle painfully.

He clutched his neck and kicked vigorously with both feet.

He couldn't breathe, although he opened his mouth wide, intending to take a breath of air, but in the end he could only turn red and be suffocated to death.

Sun Dashan was the same as He Shihui, his heavy arrow also hit a rifleman in the neck.

The bandit covered his body with a shield, but his arrows were at a tricky angle, piercing through a rare gap and shooting straight at the bandit's throat.

Then the bandit was hit by an arrow, rolled to the ground and kicked and struggled like the bandit in front of him.

The sharp arrows roared and shot, each piercing through a thief's body, the sharp arrows entered from the chest and protruded from the back, blood dripping from the cold arrowheads.

In this round of salvo, as many as 25 bandits rushed down from the opposite side, including eight of them with swords and shields.

Obstructed by the fallen bandits in the front row, their impact speed was actually a bit slower.

Without any hesitation, He Shihui ordered loudly: "Quick fire, quick fire..."

A yell is a row of arrows flying, and the rows of arrows are like Yan Luo who is demanding for his life, harvesting the fresh lives of the bandits on the opposite side.

The sound of the bowstring being tensed one after another, the whistling of the arrows seemed to be continuous, and the bandits fell down one by one screaming.

While holding the bow in the left hand, the soldiers also hold an arrow. The right hand can only be used for a moment. When the bow is fully drawn, the arrow will be shot out naturally, and the arrow will be shot again, and the cycle will start again and again.

Rows of arrows flew rapidly, and the bandits running dozens of steps away were harvested row by row, falling to the ground continuously, and the sound of wailing resounded throughout.

At the flick of a finger, an arrow shoots out, and at one point, 240 eight arrows fly off the string.

The bandits rushing in were in a mess, the three rows in front of them were empty, only a few bandits holding shields remained in the first row, and nearly half of the people in the fourth row fell to the ground with arrows.

More than 30 steps in front of the car formation, it was horrible. Bandits all over the place rolled and wailed and cried. Many people wanted to retreat. Under the threat of bows and arrows in front, these dozens of steps seemed to be a forbidden area for death.

The large number of casualties that occurred in an instant shocked the bandits who rushed over. They were terrified and stood in place, stupidly looking at their companions who were lying on the ground, rolling and howling.

Even the archers holding bows and arrows behind them, who were about to throw assists, were shocked by this tragic scene, and even forgot to throw.

Panicked, the backbone of the bandits was severely damaged, and the main attacking infantry of this wave was about to collapse in the blink of an eye!
Some bandits, having a mental breakdown, turned around and ran, shouting as they ran.

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The bandit leader wearing a strange green cloak was also looking at this side dumbfounded. It should be the first time he has seen the rapid fire power of the elites of Daming Border Town. His side is about to collapse before approaching thirty steps?
Suddenly, the leader of the bandit in the green cloak, Hu Dazhai, roared angrily, took the bow in his hand, and galloped forward with his horse.

"Whoosh" sound.

The arrows howled fiercely.

A bandit who was yelling in terror and just turned around and wanted to escape was shot through the neck, then rolled on the ground and struggled desperately, covering his neck with his hands, unable to breathe.

"Anyone who dares to retreat will die!"

The green-robed village master Hu roared angrily.

He ordered the infantry in front to press up again, and the old bandits in the middle of the formation hacked and killed several people who turned around and ran away.

All of a sudden, the bandits stabilized their positions again, and there were no more bandits who dared to escape.

All the archers among the bandits also approached to cover and shoot. With the sound of the bowstring, rows of arrows were thrown into the air.

He didn't believe it anymore, just a bunch of exiles and ordinary people, his army has more than a thousand people, and there are nearly a hundred elite cavalry in it, so they won't be able to take it down.

Even if there are really some powerful guys among the refugees on the opposite side, they have horses, and they will have time to run again.

Anyway, he has already froze now, and more than half of the backbone of the bandits has been broken. This matter can't be forgotten for so long. If he can't win the refugee team on the opposite side today, he will lose his reputation among the bandits in this area.

The infantry howled like beasts again, and under the pressure of the old bandits, they charged again with various weapons held high.

The green-robed Village Master Hu also led the horse bandits in the rear, and began to trot forward, each with their bows and arrows.

Suddenly, two small gaps opened in the opposite traffic formation.

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When He Shihui's rapid shooting ended, he immediately shouted loudly: "Get on the horse, attack, the cavalry attack!"

Thirty sergeants ran backwards from the passages on both sides. Bai Shanzi had already led ten knights on horseback to supervise the battle. After hearing He Shihui's military order, they immediately ordered the young man in charge of guarding the horse to bring the horse over.

Sun Dashan led the sergeants back in a hurry, each got on their horses, and they quickly divided into two teams. Each sergeant held a three-eyed blunderbuss, or a long knife, big ax and mace. Under the leadership of Bai Shanzi and Sun Dashan, they rode The horse rushed towards the two displaced cracks.

Bai Shanzi was still leading He Shihui's war horse, and when the horse ran close, He Shihui took the rein and pulled it, then jumped onto the horse with his strength, took off the three-eyed blunderbuss from the victory hook, roared wildly, and rushed forward. rushed away.

At the same time, there was the sound of bowstring vibrating, the sound of arrows whistling, and pieces of light arrows flew by. They flew in the air, making the sound of piercing the air, and gathered into one piece, just like a light wind blowing through the sky. Beautiful birch forest.

Nearly a hundred arrows flew out rapidly, flew past He Shihui and the others' heads, and landed behind the car formation.

For a five-six force bow, the throwing range can easily reach 150 steps, while the initial velocity of a light arrow is 80 meters per second, and the leap of more than 100 steps really feels like an instant.

The sound of "Tu Tuk" continued, and the arrows whizzed over, some fell into the open space of the official road, some landed on the cart, and many fell on the heads of everyone behind the cart formation.

There were bursts of exclamations and screams, and then came the roar of Ma Huijun.

It was obvious that many civilians and youths here were hit by arrows. They didn't have armor or shields. They only held spears and sticks and waved them in the air to block the falling arrows.

But there were still many people who were shot by arrows one after another, and the team panicked for a while. Fortunately, Minyong did not break up after practicing for a while, and coupled with the roaring and cursing of Ma Huijun, although the formation of the young and strong was chaotic, Also did not form a collapse.

However, fortunately, these light arrows are thrown far away, and when they fall, they are not very powerful, and the injuries will not be serious, but the power they fly from is very scary.

The deterrence caused to people's hearts is far greater than the harm to people's bodies.

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Among the bandits rushing forward in the first row, there were still nine old backbone bandits holding shields, and they were shocked by the tragedy just now.

However, under the urging of the cavalry behind, the three rows of infantry and two rows of archers in the rear regrouped and charged up. They also reacted, but just after two steps, they saw two small rows of cracks in the opposite chariot formation. Through the gap, dozens of knights galloped out of the gap.

He Shihui rode his horse and rushed to the front. The distance of thirty steps was reached in the blink of an eye.

At the moment when the arrows thrown by the bandits flew over their heads, the three-eyed gun in He Shihui's hand was also fired, and with a "bang", the bullet flew out of the smoke from the gun's mouth.

A bandit who had just reacted raised his shield and raised his knife to rush towards him, but was shot in the head by a close-range bullet, half of his head was blown away, blood mixed with brains flew, and the man also made a "plop" and fell back to the ground. on the ground.

For a while, the sound of "bang... bang... bang..." was heard endlessly. The surviving bandits in the front row and the three-eyed blunderbuss in the hands of the rushed out knight kept harvesting their lives.

The bandits suffered heavy casualties in the previous rapid shooting. Nearly 200 of the bandits who rushed forward fell to the ground, which dealt a great blow to the remaining bandits. Turn around and charge.

At this moment, as soon as He Shihui's cavalry and cavalry came out, the three-eyed blunderbuss exploded, which was more like the last straw that crushed the camel's camel. Coupled with the strong sense of oppression brought by the cavalry's charge, the remaining remaining infantrymen Complete breakdown.

Howling loudly, they turned around and ran wildly like stray dogs. They rushed into the array of archers behind them, and the two rows of archers were scattered by them.

"Swoosh...swoosh...swoosh..."

The knight riding on the horse shot a javelin at such a short distance that it was almost hit by the gun. It penetrated from the back of the fleeing bandits and pierced through their chest. Their lifeless bodies were also shot. Brought by the powerful force of the spear, he continued to run a few steps forward before falling headlong to the ground.

That Taishan bandit leader, Liu Xiong, rode his horse and brandished a long knife, beheading three fugitives one after another, but he couldn't stop the bandits from breaking up. The old bandits stayed in front.

Liu Xiong looked at the cavalry team rushing towards him, all of them were in neat armor, their red cloaks were fluttering, and there was a trace of panic in his heart.

Suddenly, a gangster in armor and a red-tasseled felt hat yelled, "Fuck, it's the frontier army."

After he finished speaking, he ran sideways, but instead of running backwards, he ran diagonally backwards. After a few steps, he ran down the official road and ran all the way north without looking back.

These people are fleeing troops from all over the country, all of them have seen big battles, and they have already realized that the situation is not good from the rapid fire just now, and they have begun to move their minds and make up their own little calculations.

At this time, when the cavalry team rushed out, there were bursts of explosions of the three-eyed blunderbuss. Looking at the soldiers in all parts of the Ming Dynasty, apart from the fine cavalry in the border towns, there were so many cavalry using the three-eyed bludgeon.

Although they are also fierce and brutal on weekdays, they know their own strengths best. They can show off their power against ordinary bandits or guards everywhere, but they will not fight desperately against the elite cavalry above, and of course they cannot fight .

With the first one, there must be a second one, and seven or eight gangsters rushed down the official road at once.

(End of this chapter)