11. Bloody Battle of the Hills III

When more than 500 Song soldiers shouted and rushed over, Zhang Hai suddenly waved his hand, and countless figures stood up on the hillside in an instant. At the same time, he raised the musket in his hand and pulled the trigger.

In the blink of an eye, the smoke of gunpowder rose everywhere, and the Song soldiers who were rushing were caught off guard. The leader was the first to be shot and fell to the ground. Before he died, he saw the last sun, the golden sun, and then was blocked by another corpse.

Two rounds of muskets were fired on the hillside. The Song army suffered heavy casualties and had long retreated 200 steps away.

Zhang Hong stood on a cracked stone and saw this scene in pain. He said to himself how the group of rebels quietly seized Lushi County. Where did the team in his city go? What about the horse on the hillside? Why didn't anyone give a warning?

After a while, he returned to reality from pain and issued an amazing order.

"The musketeers gather and line up in array to attack the hillside in front of them. The knife and axe are on the left, the long gunner is on the right, and the rest of the people follow me!"

"Your Excellency, in this case, no one will protect you," his confidant waited for Martin to remind him.

"It's still a fart to protect. Hurry up. If you can't rush over, everyone has to finish it today. Hurry up!"

The next moment, Zhang Hong's order was conveyed.

Two thousand musketeers stood in the farmland in a phalanx, with more than 400 light armored brave troops on the left and right.

After the array, Zhang Hong stood under a big tree next to him and gave a loud order to move forward. With an order, the most thrilling musket shooting in the history of the Song Dynasty began.

A breeze blew through the hillside, and it was time for a decisive battle.

In the distance, the Song army was standing in a neat phalanx, stepping on the drums. The bright knives, guns and armor reflected the cold light in the sun, which made people frightened, and was completely different from the panicked deserters.

"Can you beat it? These people are well-trained."

There are people on the hillside muttering in their hearts, sweating coldly on their backs.

Looking at the approaching Song army brigade, Zhang Hai turned around and sent a signal. The lookout standing at the top of the tree quickly blew the horn of the battle.

The sound of the horse thief's horn resounded through the whole farmland, melodious, loud and exciting, overshadowing the sound of the drums of the Song army.

A moment later, the main force of horse thieves hidden in the barren grass in the farmland appeared. Everyone had armor, and everyone had knives and guns in their hands, almost the same as Song Jun's costume. The only difference was that they wore white or red belts around their waists to separate them from the real Song Jun.

Six thousand people quickly came to the back of the hillside and ambushed in the left and right forests under the command of hundreds of big and small leaders. Some people climbed to the top of the slope. They were waiting for Zhang Hai's order to jump out and destroy the Song army.

Soon the place of one arrow arrived. The musket on the hillside was the first to fire. The Song army's army, which was walking in the front, suddenly stopped and then fell to the ground. However, the overall offensive of the Song army did not stop. The oncoming five tofu squares immediately began to fight back. For a moment, the gunfire was loud, and the horse thieves on the hillside formed groups. He fell down, but soon a new force rushed to pick up their guns and continued to fight back.

On the hillside, a flash of fire flashed, and immediately smoke rose everywhere. Then, the sound of gunfire crackled, and hundreds of golden lights shot fiercely at Song Jun.

In the grassland under the mountain, the Song army either knelt down on one knee to fight back, or crawled to the ground, relying on the skillful combat action to alternately cover the advance. Although the formation was a little scattered, the speed of the advance was still very fast, because they were many people, and in a quarter of an hour, the striker had approached the foot of the hill and began to gull.

The musket shooting is not only about the momentum, the enthusiasm for fighting, but also the spirit of not being afraid of death. The number of people, and whether the source of soldiers can keep up. Although Zhang Hai's side only has more than a thousand guns, the fresh force is enough. After the shooting just now, a group of people have been replaced, and even he himself has been shot. Fortunately, he has scratched a little skin. Otherwise, it will be miserable.

The sound of the gunfire on the shore gradually went out, because Guo Mioshan finally ran away a team of Song troops there. Now he is planning to support Zhang Hai along Hebei. Although there are only a dozen shells left, he still wants to turn around as soon as possible and rush there, because standing at the top of the mast and seeing the Song Jun of the brigade fled there, he was very worried about himself. My team is too damaged. I hope it will be too late.

Outside the west gate, the marble monk and others have completely annihilated the Song army there and are cleaning the battlefield. They don't want to intervene in the war outside the East Gate for the time being, because Guo Miaoshan's people are responsible for the plan. They have finished their own work, and the rest is to watch the play!

The melee soon began, because the Song army has entered the field of vision, and it is a good opportunity to kill the hillside now.

"Fight, destroy them, and don't let go of a damn Song Jun!" Zhang Hai waved his hand, and the army of horse thieves ambushed in the left and right mountains and forests quickly killed them and began to surround the Song army from the left and right wings.

At this moment, the Song army also launched a comprehensive attack and rushed up to the hillside.

"The Chinese army rushes with me!"

Zhang Hai and a horse jumped out of a bush behind the hillside, followed by a long gun team of 1,000 people. The armor leaves on his body clated, each like a wolf like a tiger, extremely tough, and rushed down the hillside.

The two armies collided halfway up the mountain. Soldiers to soldiers, generals to generals. In fact, it's not the same thing at all. It's difficult to distinguish between generals and soldiers at this time. Generals are also soldiers, and soldiers are also generals.

Zhang Hai held an axe in his left hand and a knife in his right. When he was still twenty steps away, he killed a man with a flying axe. Then, he rushed into the Song army like a gust of wind and slashed his knife.

Several Song military knives and axes couldn't help him. They were killed several people by Zhang Hai in a row. The place they passed was like no one's land, and many Song soldiers were killed by his knives.

The shouting on the hillside rushed to the sky, Song Jun was once defeated, but soon counterattacked.

Because Du Yuhou Martin rushed up with the military law team, as long as no one dares to retreat with this group of cruel characters, even if he dies, he will die on the hillside.

"Fight for me, rush over, and retreat to death!"

Martin held a long-handled knife and killed several of his own people in a row. He was so scared that the defeated soldiers behind him quickly turned around and ran back, and fought with the continuous flow of horse thieves. This time, everyone fought bravely. If they couldn't beat them, they rolled to the ground with each other and grabbed the other party's neck desperately, hoping to kill one.

Everyone's movements were like a whirlwind, as fast as lightning. Even the musketeers rushed up crazily and swept the key parts of the other party with the barrel of the gun. The enemy was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. When they were about to get up, they had already rushed over and twisted the other party. The neck.

Zhang Hai cut off several Song troops and saved several people on his side. One of them was too far away. He actually threw out the knife in his hand and hit the other party's forehead, making him dare not rush forward again.

Then, Zhang Hai picked up an axe from the ground, slashed a guy's forehead, and kicked the unlucky man to the ground to find the next target.

After half an hour,

The Song army was driven down the hillside, leaving a dead body on the ground. The horse thief took the opportunity to rush down, and the two armies fought on the grass again.

Zhang Hong followed at the end, pulled out his sword, and then ordered all his cronies around him to rush out. Even Martin, who never blinked, who killed himself, rushed over.

Martin's kung fu is not bragging. He not only kills his own people like cutting vegetables and melons, but also kills horse thieves with ease. The number of people falling under the long knife is increasing sharply, and it has almost more than 50 people.

He killed sex, and his whole body was bloody, really like a life-threatening ghost of hell.

Another horse thief fell down, and another one, I don't know how many he killed. It was not until he met Zhang Hai that he stopped walking.

Du Yuhou Martin thought that the guy with blood in front of him was just a pawn. He got up and stabbed him and planned to solve him in three moves. Unexpectedly, Zhang Hai dodged very quickly. He stabbed, and the other party's axe immediately cut him to his neck.

"Ah!" Martin hurriedly shrank his head to avoid it.

However, Zhang Hai's movements were unimaginable that the axe crossed the top of the other party's head, and the foot came again. This rapid kick just kicked Martin's shoulder and rolled far away.

After Martin got up, Zhang Hai picked up the long gunman on the ground and raised it. The sharp long gun flew over and almost penetrated Martin. He was wearing heavy armor and slow. He fell on Zhang Hai's hand twice in a row. He was also angry. After getting up from the ground, he quickly tore off his armor, stood naked opposite Zhang Hai, and casually pulled out a long gun from the dead body beside him.

Shake hard, "Come on, look at Grandpa's tricks!"

"Okay, you can also taste Grandpa's axe"

After saying that, Zhang Hai rushed up again.

Martin was distracted and stabbed. Zhang Hai hurriedly dodged. Martin shook the tip of the gun and instantly changed his direction and stabbed the other party's thigh.

Zhang Hai jumped up and rolled to one side. Du Yu waited for Martin to chase forward a few steps and stabbed him in the back, trying to solve him.

The long gun came to the back in an instant, and maybe it would pierce Zhang Hai's body in an instant.

Martin showed the murderer's smile and poured all his strength on the gun. Unexpectedly, Zhang Hai suddenly turned around. The tip of the gun rubbed his left chest, tore open his skin and flesh, and the blood splashed. Martin thought he was good at it.

Move forward more bravely, forcing Zhang Hai to retreat, trying to drag him to death.

One step, two steps, three steps, dusty, but in the blink of an eye, the two desperate people stopped at the same time. I don't know when the long gun was cut off. Martin held the broken gun and stood in place, his eyes full of doubts.

Zhang Hai stood behind him, and the two people turned their backs to each other.

Blood flowed out of Martin's chest, thighs and neck in turn.

"You can't beat me!" Zhang Hai told him coldly, "Do you know why?"

"Why?" This is Martin's last words.

"Because I'm not afraid of death"

Zhang Hai suddenly turned around, and the axe cut fiercely on the other party's neck. In an instant, Martin's head flew out, and his blood sprayed into the air, adding a legend to this unprecedented official and bandit melee.