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Chapter 673 Give them a good time
Chang Zhengbiao and the others had just completed the outflanking, when they heard the "Boom" explosion that was detonated by the enemy of ten thousand people. Before he could make specific arrangements, he yelled and rushed up with everyone in a fan shape.

The battle was very simple. When Chang Zhengbiao rushed up, he saw a tartar head strangling Zheng Zhitai's neck with a big bow in his hand.

Before he had time to think about it, he raised his hand and fired a blunderbuss. With a "bang", it hit the left shoulder of the tartar's head, bombarded at close range, and the bones were broken and the flesh and blood flew across the armor.

The tartar yelled and fell to the side, he reacted quickly, stretched out his right hand and bowed on the ground to support the pain, then he turned around and disappeared behind a big tree.

At the same time that Chang Zhengbiao fired the pistols, seven or eight pistols also fired deadly bullets. Although the flintlock pistols did not emit smoke like the matchlock guns, they could not be choked to shoot at the same time.

They fought all the way to this point, and there were only five Tartars left, and one of the Tartar leaders was assigned to Pa Shiku, and after Zheng Zhitai was restrained, he called the other Tartar leader and two Tartar soldiers to chase after the escaped man. Qian Yusheng.

But when Chang Zhengbiao and his 17 people rushed up, there were originally five Tartars who hid at the foot of the mountain and attacked the three servants who were guarding the horses.

They had just shared the Shiku Huiqi with the Tartar, and they were blown away by a blast of handguns. The power of the gunfire was far greater than that of bows and arrows.

"Bang bang bang" sounded again and again, and as the smoke rose, the four Tartar vest sentries were knocked back and forth by the bombardment. Even if they didn't die for a while, they fell to the ground and howled, unable to resist.

The Tartar's head was parted, and his eyes were cunning and ferocious, like a poisonous snake. His two mustaches were trembling, and he was howling like a mad wolf. Chang Zhengbiao rushed over.

Chang Zhengbiao saw that he was dragging his left residual arm, staggering his steps, as if he couldn't stand steadily, and admired his Yu Yong in his heart, but there was no trace of pity in his hands.

The iron mace in his right hand slammed down against his black tasseled iron helmet with great force, but it was clever. Chang Zhengbiao didn't intend to catch a Tartar at all, but now he encountered one and he couldn't let it go.

This time he actually smashed on the iron helmet obliquely, and the black-tasseled iron helmet was thrown flying far away, and the Tartar got a headlong fall on the ground.

"Tie it up!"

He shouted loudly, and continued: "Zhengfei, it seems that some tartars are rushing to the west, leading people to catch up, don't begrudge the bullets, let's fight quickly."

Chang Zhengfei didn't say anything, and after receiving the order loudly, he took his one-year-old sentry horse and rushed to the northwest to chase after him. Poshiku, who was chasing Qian Yusheng, jumped off the steep wall when he saw him.

Just as he was about to step forward to have a look, he heard the crisp sound of gunfire. He was startled, grabbed his bow and set up an arrow, and ordered the two vests to turn around and run back.

They had only taken a few steps when they heard the sound of footsteps on the road ahead. They were worthy of being the life-catching sentries of the Tartars, veterans of many battles, they did not even need to meet their eyes, and one by one hurriedly dodged behind the tree trunk .

Especially Napa Shiku, while dodging, aimed at the shadow of the tree in front of him and shot an arrow. He wasn't sure if he aimed at someone, but his years of sentry instinct told him that there must be something wrong there.

"what!"

Sure enough, there was a sharp howl.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound of firecrackers.

It was indeed a member of the sentry cavalry of the Ming army who was shot in the right arm by the arrow of the Tartar Boshiku, piercing through the armor. Sky pulled the trigger.

The fire flashed from the muzzle, and at the same time as the smoke rose, a lead bullet also flew out, hitting the thick branch of the tree above, and the big tree was shaken.

All of a sudden, the rainwater accumulated on the branches and leaves fell like meteors, and three or four guns were fired in a blink of an eye. The bullets hit the tree trunk, and people were running back and forth.

The falling water droplets fell one after another, and under the transmission of the bright sun, this piece of killing field in the forest was as gorgeous as a crystal palace.

The battle between the Tartars and the sentry cavalry of the Xuanbei Army became more and more exciting. Their usual proud archery skills were completely suppressed in front of the new Yunzhou-made pistols and completely lost their due power.

No matter whether it is a big gift arrow, a crescent arrow, or an arrow, they cannot compare with the power of the projectile shot by the handgun.

Although the power is insufficient, its advantage is also extremely obvious, that is, it can shoot deadly arrows continuously, but this advantage cannot be reflected in front of the Xuanbei Army, which has a superior number.

Because most of them have no chance to shoot the second arrow!

No matter how strong the Tartars were, there were only three of them. Chang Zhengfei's side had a total of 11 people. They only charged in front of the three or four people holding guns in their left hands and knives and axes in their right hands, always ready for close combat.

The rest of the sentinels all held guns with both hands, and because this new type of hand gun uses a flintlock device, there is no need to use a matchlock to ignite it, and it can be fired easily, and its power is naturally multiplied.

In an instant, a Tartar Pashiku and two vests were beaten into sieves, while Chang Zhengfei only injured two people, except for the arrow in the arm and one person who was shot by the Tartar Pashiku. The thrown iron bone hit, but it was not life-threatening.

Chang Zhengfei ordered everyone to cut off the head quickly, and he led a few people to search forward again.

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Chang Zhengbiao's troops quickly eliminated the Tartars who besieged Ma Zhenyuan's sentry cavalry at the cost of injuring three people, and began to search around.

In addition to Zheng Zhitai who was rescued from the ghost gate, Ma Zhenyuan was also rescued by Chang Zhengcheng who solved the left-behind Tartars at the foot of the two mountains.

He rolled down the hillside with a Tartar in his arms, stumbled and covered in blood, and was dying with the Tartar soldier. He happened to be met by Chang Zhengcheng, who was searching up the mountain, and they chopped off the Tartar's head, and carried him to the The battlefield on the mountainside.

In addition, when Qian Yusheng jumped off the steep wall, he was also fortunately supported by a pine tree protruding from the rock wall. Apart from being scratched, he was fine. After he heard the dense sound of gunfire, Chang Zhengbiao's He shouted, responded quickly, and was rescued because of this.

Then there was Sun Dongri lying in a pool of blood. He was hit by an arrow in his left arm and hit by a throwing ax on his right shoulder, but it was not fatal. Two sentinels were also rescued. In the abdomen, one was hit by Iron Guduo on the shoulder, but it was also not fatal.

Even though a few people did not die for a while, their injuries were too heavy and difficult to treat.

Chang Zhengbiao didn't know what to do for a while, when a corporal leader came to report: "Chang Tou, two tartars escaped, and they stayed behind to watch the horses at the foot of the east mountain."

Ma Zhenyuan said tremblingly: "Brother, give them a good time."

Panting heavily, he continued: "This is where the Tartars belong, so don't stay for long..."

(End of this chapter)