Chapter 426 Complete anniiple the opponent's ambition!

There is a group of people hidden in the mountain forest not far from the beach, and now, they are still there, but they can't wait to dig out their eyes and throw them fiercely so that they can see everything more clearly. The impact of those fierce Mongolian iron riders has never been broken. However, the roar of those artillery and the crisp gunfire that is as dense as fried beans have never stopped, and the bloody battle flag still stands proudly on the high cliff against the wind and snow, spreading fiercely. Under the banner, the white figure has not moved. Although it is only a short half a cup of tea from the attack by the Mongolian cavalry to now, the crazy attack made Wu Pingren feel that time was extremely difficult.

From the beginning to the present, the gunfire is still dense, and the roar of the gunfire is still very rhythmic. Everything shows that the 3,000 marines in black and black helmets have stopped the fierce Mongolian iron horse.

Wu Ping really couldn't imagine such combat strength. Those rebel generals could only shrink their necks, full of envy and admiration. There is such an army that dares to resist in the face of the notorious Mongolian iron horse, and it can withstand it. Where else can they go? Wu Ping had to sigh like this.

Behind him, the relatives and generals showed an expression of approval.

At this time, Liu Laodao was standing on the other side of the river under the protection of several confidants, watching the soldiers in black calmly resist, or hanging the batch of Mongolian iron riders who rushed like locusts.

I don't know where they came from. Look at the shooting of those soldiers in black, almost as if they never need to load bullets. Even after stopping, in less than a minute, they will spit out deadly projectiles from the barrel again.

There is also the kind of continuous artillery roar, that kind of terrible power is absolutely beyond their cognition and imagination. If before this battle, Liu Laodao and other Bailian followers held a skeptical and hostile attitude towards this army, then now, their hearts are about this In the army, there is only indesperable despair and deep frustration in their hearts.

"When did there be such a strong army in the world?" A member of the White Lotus Sect said in astringent voice that his expression was numb and stiff as if he had just received an overdose of Botox.

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"Three thousand soldiers and horses have annihirated tens of thousands of officers and soldiers. After escorting this rebel for two days and two nights, they still let this Mongolian iron horse hit their face in front of them... Our white lotus holy religion, if we can persuade them to turn to me, I'm afraid that even the capital can be killed by such a strong army." Liu Laodao sighed deeply, a little bleak, and a little lonely to turn to the southwest. Such words can only be said, no matter whether those people are the same group of people who are not interested in the teachings of the White Lotus Religion at all, or even disgusted Li Zhengdao, since the other party has such an army, how can it be To join the White Lotus Sect?

"Teaching leader, where are we going? Why don't we follow those rebels?" A core congregation of the White Lotus Sect who caught up saw Liu Laodao turn over the horse in frustration and turned to the southwest. He couldn't help but be stunned and rushed forward to ask. Our task has not been completed yet, and we have not yet..."

Under Liu Laodao's cold and almost indifferent eyes, his voice gradually became lower and lower.

"Can't you see that the heart of this rebel has gone to those people in black? Even if the old man spends a lot of time, there is no way for them to change their mind. It's better to leave than to stay and be white-eyed." Liu Laodao still decided to explain it and let these people understand this truth.

"I didn't expect that the old man was quite knowledgeable. It's also a troublesome thing to save yourself from Kyushu and try to brainwash them. Li Zhengdao, who was helping those rebel troops, maintaining the team of fellow villagers, and trying to run south, looked at the figures who disappeared in the wind and snow, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. Then he turned his eyes to the battlefield on the other side of the river. At this moment, the battle has become white-hot.

A large number of Mongolian knights are like a group of losers. They don't believe that the invincible Mongolian iron riders will lose to a group of mud-legged Han people. After the attack was frustrated, they opened their bows and arrows one after another, intending to use their riding shots to make the other party taste powerful, but the bows and arrows were not concentrated. In the case of shooting, it is difficult to effectively kill and injure the enemy. Another point is that all the 3,000 Marines have to wear armor.

After all, they are the main arms of hand-to-hand combat with the enemy on the warship. The protection of armor can ensure that they can give themselves a greater chance of survival while killing and injure the enemy.

Although their armor only has arm and leg pads, as well as chest armor and steel helmets, these are enough to cover most of their key points. Under this defense, it is difficult for those sparse bows and arrows to pose a fatal threat to them.

The leader of the rear team said that Gude grabbed the horse's head hard. In Mongolian, Gude means eagle, but now, he has lost the sharp momentum of the eagle. The horses under him stepped on the ground uneasily. His flashing and frightened eyes stared at the front, the ball of fire. The light continues to collapse, and the Mongolian warriors can no longer maintain the formation as they did at the beginning under those terrible artillery fires. Gradually, the torrent that had originally converged has now shown signs of collapse. Many Mongolian cavalry have begun to consciously restrain their reins to bypass the other side's artillery against the position. However, more people are already hesitating like this counselor.

I don't know whether to continue to die fearlessly, or to give up the courage and pride of the Mongolian people, and turn around and run away like a coward.

"Your Excellency, what should we do now? The children have died a lot, but those Han people are too cunning and insidious, and they have the kind of terrible artillery that we have never seen before and the kind of iron balls that will explode with their hands. A cavalry officer, who was nearly fifty years old, but still strong, ran to the front of Gude in the leadership department, with a look of anxiety and expectation. If we continue to fight like this, our children of Zhuo Sotu and Zhaowuda will not have much left..."

Every second, every minute, death continues. The fall of one Mongolian warrior after another. What they exchanged with their last name is just a bullet. From the beginning of the war to now, the opponent's formation has not been disturbed at all, and the strong Mongolian iron horse Unexpectedly, they can't even rush in front of them. Those deadly projectiles will always viciously penetrate into the bodies of the warriors and their riders in front of them, causing terrible damage, making them lose their ability to move forward, and even taking their lives.

So far, half of the people and horses have been lost. This is just a short column of incense. On the attack surface, more than a thousand bodies have fallen, and on the side, hundreds of heroic Mongolian cavalry have also fallen, and many of them have been trapped in those barbed wire. Gap, howling and struggling in despair, he finally fell under the gunfire of those cold-blooded and ruthless soldiers in black.

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The leadership department said that Gude shook his head. Since such an attack could not work, it would not have much effect if it was delayed. It was just equivalent to filling those blanks with his own surnames. Although he couldn't wait to rush forward, in addition to proving that bravery and stupidity, meaningless death would not More things will be exchanged.

"Blow the horn, retreat, let our warriors retreat and straighten the army, and then find a way." The counselor said that Gu De sighed and gave a new order, but at this time, he heard the sound of the dense hoof trampling on the ground suddenly coming from behind his side, and he couldn't help turning his head in astonishment.

A group of flag soldiers without any flag suddenly gushed out of the mountain forest, and then attacked the backs of the unprepared Mongolian cavalry.

"Courkey, enemy's enemy!" Just now, the old Mongolian shouted loudly, and his eyes stared in disbelief. Unexpectedly, the enemy still had a backhand at this time, and he was also a cavalry with great strength.

"Damn Han people! Blow the horn and turn the horse's head. Let's rush up and let them know that the horse's back is the world of the Mongols. The leadership department said that Gude was furious. These despicable Han people actually wanted to use cavalry to deal with the Mongolian cavalry. This was simply a delusion. Those men in black blocked the progress of the Mongolians with those terrible weapons, but it did not mean that the Han cavalry had the ability to cause any harm to the Mongolian cavalry.

"Kill them all and use their heads to pay tribute to the dead souls of our Mongolian warriors." The Mongols shouted crazily, tried to turn the horse's head, and met it fiercely, but the distance was so close that less than 200 Mongolian cavalry adjusted their direction in time.

Wu Ping arched his body hard, held the revolver that had been loaded tightly, and killed the backward Mongolian cavalry. Originally, he thought that they would not have a chance to appear. He could only watch the friendly army crush the strong Mongolian cavalry like a big grinding wheel, but there When some Mongolian cavalry in the rear team began to slow down, Wu Ping finally saw the long-standing bloody flag suddenly wave.

At this moment, he understood that the female general did not want to defeat. She seemed to have the ambition to annihet this Mongolian iron horse...

(to be continued)