Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

As the gunpowder dissipated, Fang Xing looked at the Shura Field ahead, coldly waving his sword and said, "All the teams! Go ahead!"

"Master, the enemy has moved!"

At this time, Xin Laoqi, who had been on the sidelines, pointed to the front and said.

Fang Xing had already seen it, and the remaining one hundred wala people shouted desperately, rushing to the front frantically.

Xin Laoqi felt that this number of people could be killed easily, and even the musketeers held their heads proudly and looked at the enemy contemptuously from the opening of the visor.

But Fang Xing shook his head and said, "After three rounds, I want the spearman to jump forward!"

Old Xin Xin was stunned, and Wang He even more sobered up from the ecstasy just now, and asked wonderingly: "Mr. Fang, our army has already won a great battle in this battle. Will the spearman be able to..."

Fang Xing said coldly, "I'm afraid there will be casualties, right?"

Wang He nodded desperately, thinking about how he would write a triumphant memorial and quickly send it to the king after the war.

Today, there were no casualties at all, except for more than a dozen unlucky people who were shot in the arms and legs by arrows.

This is a great victory!

After reporting it, Wang He can show his face in front of your majesty. Maybe he can leave this **** place and return to the place of fame and fortune in the palace.

As for the role models of eunuchs, Zheng He and others, Wang He felt that he would never reach that height in his lifetime.

so! It's best to be contented and happy.

"Today we are only facing more than one hundred watts of assassins, but when the army is in confrontation, thousands of enemies will come toward us, and the casualties of our army who have not cooperated will be even greater!"

Fang Xing made up his mind decisively, so he started the arrangement.

"Beep beep!"

"Beep beep!"

"Beep beep!"

"Boom boom boom boom!"

After three rounds of shooting, there were only more than fifty people left in front of the enemy.

But these Oala people, who were still shocked and desperate for this wave of blow, resolutely launched a decisive charge.

Seeing this scene, Aslan couldn't help but sighed: "Sure enough, he is still an arrogant!"

Why can the Wala people make Alutai's **** piss?

Why would the Oala people dare to provoke Daming with tens of thousands of cavalry?

Without him! It's this **** courage!

When this **** bravery was shown in this way, no one dared to remain unmoved, including the Ming army's array.

"What a brave Valiant!"

Xin Laoqi exclaimed that he viewed this decisive impact from the perspective of a warrior.

And Wang He said blankly: "Aren't they afraid of death?"

Only Fang Xing looked at him coldly, and said indifferently: "He's heroes, my enemies, they are really brave, then let them die."

"Get on the bayonet!"

After a loud shout, Fang Xing put the whistle in his mouth, and when the enemy rushed to 50 meters, he still did not whistle.

"Kacha! Kacha..."

Although he didn't understand why Fang Xing didn't order a salvo, the sergeants still installed the bayonet in accordance with the code.

Xin Laoqi clenched the knife in his hand. Once the first row was breached, he had to take the lead and rush in to kill all the enemies that had entered.

But Wang He clasped his hands together and muttered in a low voice: "Pray for the bodhisattva's blessing, so that Mr. Fang's hysteria can be better..."

Although afraid, Wang He insisted on staying behind Fang Xing after praying, still holding the hilt of the knife in his right hand, thinking that he could save Fang Xing's life in a critical moment.

Forty meters!

Thirty meters!

The enemy has no bow!

If you want to hit the target in a high-speed Benz, you really need someone at the level of a shooter to do it.

So if you shoot arrows indiscriminately, you might as well cut a path directly with a saber!

The sound of horses' hoofs was deafening, and the cavalry on the horse looked terrifying, and all the sergeants were waiting for Fang Xing's order.

But Fang Xing's order never came...

Twenty meters, this is a distance that can already raise the saber and cut off the enemy's neck in the next moment!

The sergeants in the first row were a little uneasy, but the memories from the usual swings told them...

Whoever dares to move at this time must be a stick!

But the horseshoe is about to step on our heads!

Why didn't Mr. Fang's order come?

Could it be...

"Beep..."

Just when everyone's hearts were panicking, a prolonged whistle sounded.

This is……

It was just a moment of confusion, and then the sergeants in the first row turned their backs, and then quickly retreated.

Are they planning to use the heavenly spirit cover to bear our horseshoes?

At the same time that Wala people were surprised, there was a burst of ecstasy!

Can we break through these lines of defense?

Although it is an impact with the belief that he will die, when there is hope for life, no one will refuse, and no one will not work hard.

"Rush over! Trample them to death!"

The thousand household officials of Wala roared with bright eyes, even if he would be punished when he returned, it might be good to be alive!

But when this ecstasy just rose, the Ming army's defense line exposed by the retreat of the Musketeers was different.

A long spear was inserted obliquely on the ground, and the two soldiers held on to the barrel of the spear hard together, watching the cavalry swiftly crashing into it with distraught.

Rulin's spear was aimed directly at the enemy, and when the horse ran into it unstoppably, there was a sudden crash and a long hiss.

"Papa......"

A huge impact hit the tip of the gun, and then the force was transmitted, and the long gun was arched by a large margin, and it broke immediately.

"puff!"

The first row of long gunmen was suddenly blown away by five people, and blood spurted out in the air.

Xin Laoqi couldn't help but wanted to step forward, but Fang Xing was drunk.

The Vala people on horseback suffocated, and the people flew out, strung into a gourd by the spear behind them.

The thousand households couldn't stop the rush at the back, and as a result they collided with the horse in front of them, and immediately fell off the horse.

The pikemen in the first row lost as many as twelve people. This was because the array of Oara people was too narrow. Otherwise, the loss would be really unpredictable.

Looking at the dozen or so Wala people remaining, Fang Xing raised the Tang Knife and slashed it down at will...

"Bayonet step forward!"

Then he didn't even look at it, turned around and said to Xin Laoqi: "Lao Qi, ask someone to treat the wounded and sick, and let the civilian husband come to clean the battlefield..."

"Kill!"

Fang Xing hadn't finished explaining yet, but there was a shout of killing in Kexinghe Fort. He looked at it suspiciously, and said casually: "I thought there was no one inside, so why did he kill it now?"

The smell in this statement was wrong, and Wang He immediately said: "Mr. Fang, please rest assured that the enemy has already been wiped out. No one can take away the credit!"

Fang Xing nodded, then drove over.

In the distance, I saw the musketeers using bayonets to clear away the remaining remnants of the enemy. The three were standing blankly. For a long time, Aslan sighed, "Ming is fierce, I will let me go back..."

"Who are you waiting for?"

Aslan hadn't finished expressing his opinion yet ~www.readwn.com~, suddenly more than a dozen shadows appeared on the side.

Aslan was shocked and touched his waist, where there was his beloved saber. He was confident with a knife, and none of these people could stop him.

His two companions were also quietly preparing to resist, but at this moment, someone in the dark shadow suddenly shouted: "Raise your hands, raise them a little bit higher, or you will be shot as hedgehogs!"

This is Mongolian, Aslan's body shook, and the hand that just touched the hilt could no longer move, because the dark shadows on the opposite side were holding something.

Crossbow!

Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, someone in the dark shadow lit a torch, and both sides immediately saw the opposite.

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