Chapter 20 The thief is the thief

Black Beard lowered his head and looked at the mountain thieves rushing in the front, as if they had suddenly hit an invisible wall. His body suddenly paused and made a series of screams. There was a mass of blood mist on his body, but he continued to maintain the posture of rushing forward and stagnated a few steps forward. Then he fell to the ground in pieces.

Where have many mountain thieves ever seen such a battle? I couldn't figure out what had happened, but I still continued to scream confusedly, stepped over or stepped on the bodies of the fallen brothers, and continued to rush forward blankly.

However, a large array of officers and soldiers is like a volcanic eruption. After the fire rang, they don't seem to have heard it. Every few breaths, there will be a series of bangs, alternating and never stop listening.

And these mountain thieves rolling forward like grass fell to the ground one after another by flying bullets like mowing grass, and soon formed a large circle of corpses around the army.

Yu Xiaotian sat on horseback in the array and looked around at the battlefield. * The rising smoke affected his sight, but he could still roughly see what happened on all sides.

When he saw that the mountain thieves were knocked to the ground in rows in the continuous shooting of their hands, but they were stunned that they did not immediately stop the momentum of their attack. He couldn't help but be stunned. He thought that after entering the ambush circle, as long as he set up a formation and casually put a few rows of guns at these mobs, these dirt The steamed bun should be scared and scattered and fled.

But I didn't expect to shoot so many rows, but I still didn't stop these disorderly mountain thieves from rushing towards me. For a moment, I actually confused him. I couldn't figure out why these mountain thieves had such high morale.

Just when he was puzzled by this, he suddenly heard a strange cry from the mountain thieves in all directions. Suddenly, the mountain thieves who were pouring towards them like a tide, stopped one after another, making a scream of exclamation, and then turned around. He screamed and began to flee in all directions.

Yu Xiaotian was stunned and realized that the sudden blows just now were actually because these people didn't know what had happened. They had never seen this kind of fierce shooting of guns. The ignorant were fearless, so they failed to produce due deterrence. Now with more and more People were killed before the battle. After seeing more and more corpses fall under their feet, the group of buns really realized what had happened. Only then did they realize their fear and began to disperse.

After thinking about this, Yu Xiaotian couldn't help laughing secretly. It turned out that it was not that these mountain thieves were not afraid of death at all, but that they thought too much. Since they were not afraid of death, as long as they knew that they were afraid, the next thing would be much easier.

And those trembling on the other side finally managed to control the weak legs and barely gathered together. At this time, they actually blocked a large number of mountain thieves under the force of Mr. Zhang Qian's efforts. After all, the mountain thieves were mountain thieves, and they did not have any consciousness to charge at all. They were completely by a cavity of courage. The leaders rushed over like ducks.

Although those officers, soldiers and miscellaneous soldiers were also a group of rabble, at least under the pressure of Mr. Zhang Qian, they came together to form a simple phalanx, and the long guns built a forest of guns outward.

Once such a gun array is formed, as long as it does not collapse by itself, it will cost a lot to break through. The poorly equipped mountain thieves and weapons are also uneven. After rushing to this team, even if there is no need for officers and soldiers to stab each other with long guns, and the black crowdsqueezing each other, a large number of people can't help but The Lord hit the gun forest.

Many mountain thieves looked at the bright tip of the gun shaking in front of their noses and tried to stand on their heels while screaming in horror, but the mountain thieves who surged up behind them continued to push them forward involuntarily. As long as they stopped, they would be pushed to the ground and be trampled under countless people.

So a large number of mountain thieves can only come to the tip of the officer's long gun in horror, look at the long * into their bodies in horror, and then fall to the ground softly with infinite fear, and are trampled under the feet of those who surged up behind.

Mr. Zhang Qian is also a little nervous and a little anxious to pee at this time. He could only roar hysterically under the encirclement of his own soldiers in the array: "Block it! Don't mess up, block it! Block it! Kill! Kill! Kill it!"

Nowadays, although these miscellaneous soldiers are scared to death, everyone is not stupid. Now they are surrounded by a large number of mountain thieves. If they are in chaos, they can only be torn up by mountain thieves, which instinct makes them to squeeze together desperately and dare not dare to flee.

Although the long gunmen on the periphery were so scared that their hands were soft at the beginning, they could only hold the long guns and watch the fierce enemies, so that they came to the tip of their guns, were pierced by the tip of their guns, and died in front of them, but when more and more mountain thieves continued to press them, In order to survive, instinct made them have to use their strength to breastfeed and stab the spear in front of them.

The long gun is like a machine shuttle, constantly stabbing and taking it back, then stabbing it out, and then taking it back. A group of mountain thieves were stabbed to death in front of the long gun array, splashed with blood and fell in front of them.

At this time, these miscellaneous soldiers began to realize that they had the advantage of doing so. As long as they were not stupid, they could see that as long as their long gun array did not disperse, these mountain thieves could not break through their array, so they could survive, so the miscellaneous soldiers who understood this became even more crazy. I tried my best to kill these mountain thieves who came in front of me.

And the mountain thieves squeezed me and surrounded the army, constantly squeezing the army, but they could never tear apart the long gun forest in front of them. Countless people watched the long guns stabbing them in front of the battle.

Some people are really helpless. Looking at themselves dying, they exclaimed and tried their best to roll out the weapons in their hands. In this way, they also caused some damage to the officers and soldiers.

Some officers and soldiers were knocked to the ground by firewood knives, axes or bamboo guns thrown by mountain thieves. There were some gaps in the gun forest, but there were still officers and soldiers waiting behind them. Once there was a gap, someone was immediately pushed to plug the gap. Even a small number of mountain thieves squeezed into the gun forest and the knives squatted in the front row The card player also immediately waved his knife and cut the mountain thieves to the ground.

Even the rise of some knife players forgot where they were, unconsciously stood up, and were instantly stabbed to the ground by the long gunners behind them. At this time, the battle has basically reached the level of incandescent.

After all, mountain thieves are mountain thieves. In the case of unorganized discipline, there is only one cavity of courage at best. When they die enough people, they will still be afraid.

I watched so many people press it up, but I never crushed the group of officers and soldiers. Instead, I pressed them in rows, and they were stabbed to death by the officers and soldiers in rows. The mountain thieves behind finally began to feel fear, and the fear grabbed their hearts in an instant, making them almost unable to breathe.

In fact, most of these guys used to be just some mountain people who had no way out. They were either forcibly wrapped up by Blackbeard, or they really had no way to eat. In order to survive, they had no way to defect to Blackbeard. Although they knew that people would die in war, they did not want to become dead.

Seeing that so many people died, they still couldn't suppress those officers and soldiers, so they finally began to be afraid. They didn't know who picked up their heads. Suddenly, they exclaimed, lost their weapons in their hands, turned around and began to flee back. Almost in an instant, it caused more people to follow suit. Countless people still shouted forward. The rushing guys suddenly collapsed in an instant and began to retreat backwards in all directions.

Even the cronies of Blackbeard who supervised the war later killed some fugitives, but they could not stop a large number of people from retreating. Some of them looked at Blackbeard's cronies and wanted to kill them. In order to survive, they simply resisted, and a large number of defeated soldiers suddenly submerged these Blackbeard's cronies. Among the crowd, the old hatred that was usually bullied burst out in an instant, and many of Blackbeard's cronies were chopped into pieces.

At this time, the mountain thieves finally knew that even if they were ambushed, they were not the opponents of these officers and soldiers. Many people may not be able to win. These officers and soldiers are a little different from the previous officers and soldiers. Obviously, these new officers and soldiers can fight more than the previous officers and soldiers.

And these officers and soldiers still have terrible things in their hands that can breathe fire and make explosions, which can kill them from afar. This time, it is obvious that they made a big mistake.

After all, the mountain thieves are mountain thieves. When their blood is used up, all that is left is the idea of life-saving. No one can stop them from quickly fleeing this dangerous place. Just like when they came, these mountain thieves ran desperately to the other end of the valley with the momentum of tide. Go back.

A minute ago, the miscellaneous soldiers led by Mr. Zhang Qian were still resisting the impact of the mountain thieves with fear, but in a blink of an eye, these mountain thieves surged away like a nest, making many people a little unreactless.

Even some long gunners clearly have no enemies in front of them, but they continue to shout mechanically and keep stabbing the long gun forward, as if they want to continue to fight with the air.

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