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Chapter 180: Fire Dragon Jets Burning Thief Moth

The jungle tiger guards followed Chang Mao for a long time and were used to the strong winds and waves. At this time, they fell into the wind and the big guys naturally would not feel afraid.

It was these young and strong men who saw the rain of arrows like locusts, and naturally felt their legs weak, their faces turned pale, and their hearts could not stop beating.

Chang Laifu shot many arrows in succession, and at this time his arm was sore that he had no extra strength. He naturally retreated to the army. Seeing the young and strong trembling, he couldn't stop his anger.

After suddenly when he was playing in the army, he followed the scene when Chang Yuchun was guarding the city and shouted loudly to the young and strong men: "Come on the stones and smash them down."

The young and strong people immediately rocked everywhere, some of which were too heavy, and it took three or five young and strong people to lift it. Everyone struggled to lift the huge rock and smashed it to the thief who was attacking the mountain.

The stone was thrown down and rolled down the mountain road, making a rumbling sound, like a wild horse that broke away from reins, rolling down wildly in the jungle.

The fierce impact followed by crushing, and a tragic scream sounded. On the way forward of the huge rock, more than a dozen thieves who were attacking upwards could only hear the sound. Before they could dodge, they were hit by the huge rock and bleeding. Some of them were even crushed into flesh mud by the huge rocks pushed down from the mountain.

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Seeing that there were stones being thrown down on the mountain, some thieves immediately got a row of shield soldiers to block the front of the team. Each shield soldier had two or three guards behind him to help with shields.

Seeing that the rolling stones worked, these young and strong people immediately pushed the cart around and looked for stones.

When everyone was looking for stones, the thief thought their shields had played a role, so he quickly pushed forward. However, he didn't know that there was a scholar, several wooden barrels, and a large number of water guns next to Chang Mao.

The guns are made of bamboo, and the jet distance is only about ten meters.

It was sprayed but it was all tincture oil. At first, everyone was not concerned about these odor-emitting and sticky liquids. When a rocket landed on them and burned into a raging fire, everyone realized that the shield could not protect them.

At this moment, none of them are spared.

They all became firemen, burning and wailing, and the thieves wearing cotton armor were burned to reveal the iron leaves wrapped in the cotton armor.

Those thieves without armor were even more miserable. The tincture oil burned and even the bones were exposed.

These people screamed in pain on the ground. Even if they were not burned to fire, they were burned. Even if they did not die on the spot, their sanitary conditions would not receive any effective treatment at all. The final outcome was just a word of death.

When the young and strong men came back from carrying the stones, they took the shield from the soldiers and fanned wildly at the foot of the mountain. The smoke from the tinder oil was highly poisonous. Many thieves were choked and their eyes kept crying, and some even began to vomit, and their combat power was sharply reduced.

In an instant, a tinder oil injection seriously injured dozens of people, and there was no possibility of rescuing them.

Looking at their tragic phenomena, the thief who was attacking the mountain at the foot of the mountain could not help but show a hesitant and fearful expression.

You should know that since they joined the bandits, slaughtering the people and robbing property, this is definitely the most terrifying battle they have ever experienced.

Not only that, when the turbid oil stopped, the stones on the hillside were smashed down like money. Although the young and strong man had not received training and had low accuracy, they continued to cause casualties to these people.

Especially in places with dense crowds, many people were directly killed.

I know that the food in Junshan is a bit too good, and these young and strong people are not ordinary.

Even if these thieves raised the shield wall again, many people were smashed to break their hands and feet.

Before I really entered the pass of Junshan, I lost so many people in this narrow jungle, and it was simply a pocket Shura hell.

When his subordinates were unable to move forward, the leader of the thief who was hiding in the dark was furious. He glared at the trumpeter not far away, and the trumpeter immediately began to urge him. At the same time, the archers who had recovered some of their physical strength also shot again, not aiming at the front line, but at the robes that were unable to move forward.

You should know that the reason why bandits are bandits is that they are so inhumane.

For them, they have no guise at all. Those who are rushing to the front will always be cannon fodder, a group of abandoned children who can be abandoned at any time.

Archers are very different because in the era of cold weapons, cultivating archers is very expensive. For bandit leaders, if the archers suffer a large-scale loss, it will be extremely heavy.

In addition to killing enemies on the battlefield, they also have an important role, which is the role of supervising the formation. Once the front line shrinks or flies, the bows and arrows they use to kill the enemy will ruthlessly massacre their own people.

Under such pressure, these thieves who were originally flinched again mustered up their courage and, under the cover of several shields, rushed towards Chang Mao's defense again.

But just as the shield was approaching, the harsh turbulent oil sprayed out again, and then another rocket was ignited again, and the thieves rolled on the ground and screamed in tragic spirits.

After three consecutive sprays of turmeric oil, it was seen. The young man who was responsible for smashing the stone was also very tired and fell to the ground and couldn't stop breathing.

Just when these thieves thought victory was in sight, another team appeared on their left.

A team of military mountain musketeers mixed with old and new muskets appeared. They hid in the jungle, stretching out black holes of muskets, and attacked them from the flanks with Chang Mao's soldiers.

These thieves were stunned. If they hadn't watched the rising smoke and fire, they wouldn't have known where they were hitting them.

The thieves who had just gathered up their courage were immediately knocked down and screamed and rolled down the mountain.

And those archers who had just recovered their strength and shot several arrows also felt that they were not strong enough again. At this time, the physical strength advantage was revealed, especially when they were attacking from the back.

The soldiers and young men in Junshan will also be tired, but after rest, they can quickly replenish them in battle.

It is different for these bandits. Once they are exhausted, they will need a lot of time to recover, and they will even fall into a place where they are rushing. They will also need to let the soldiers eat something to fill their stomachs on the battlefield.

Without the threat of archers, it was a huge joy for Chang Mao.

The advantages of the Jungle Huwei immediately showed up. Although they did not require arm strength like Zhu Muying's musket troops, their strong bodies and excellent small bows could allow them to shoot continuously."

Our people have suffered too heavy losses. What did the big leader think and how did he think of working with the Zhang family. If everyone dies, who will suppress the Xuyi areas?"

The thief hiding in the dark looked at the battlefield environment and couldn't help but feel sorry for his chest.

The Qianzong, the tributary bandits, was ordered by the leader to join forces with the Zhang family and led a thousand elite bandits to attack the military mountain. They also used a swarm of horns as bait, which consumed a lot of physical strength of the Jungle Tiger Guard. They thought they could be easily captured, but who would have thought that in addition to the successful battle at the beginning, their own people would continue to die on the front line.

After chasing forward for a distance, I was about to get in touch with the Jungle Huwei.

But suddenly, Chang Mao waved the flag in his hand, and whether it was the Jungle Tiger Guard or the team of just emerging musketeers retreated one after another, leaving them with ruins.

The bandits immediately pursued, but unexpectedly they chased after dozens of steps. Suddenly, a bombardment was heard. At Chang Mao's original defense line, firelights rose everywhere, and the soldiers rushing in front were killed and injured, directly slowing down the bandits' team.

Next, the jungle tiger guards were cold and cold, covering their robes and strong retreats, while the bandits were terrible. They not only had to advance in the rain of arrows, but also constantly cleared the rocks and caltrops.

Because their team is crowded and not as flexible as the Jungle Huwei, once these things are not removed, their own people don’t have to fight with the other party at all, and they will cause damage again.

It was Chang Mao and his team's caltrops that were hidden very deeply, and some were buried in the soil, making people unable to defend themselves. Many people braved the rain of arrows and stepped into their feet without thinking.

Some people were carrying stones, but they didn't expect there would be caltrops under the stones, and their hands suddenly burst into blood.

After finally cleaning the caltrops, he rushed forward dozens of steps, but was attacked by the jungle tiger guards and the young and strong rocks. The leader of the bandits roughly estimated that the less than 200 people on the other side had caused them more than 300 losses.

You should know that in order to put pressure on the Jungle Tiger Guard, I sent at least more than one hundred elites at the forefront, most of these elites have armor and a good weapon.

But that's it. Even if you can't even touch the enemy's hair, you will lose it.

How can the leader of the bandits not feel sad to commit suicide?

The line kept moving forward, but the road was covered with corpses of bandits and wailing bandit soldiers. No one was going to treat or contain them.

The people's eyes were wide open and their mouths were wide open. They were especially thieves who were burned to death by turmeric oil, and their death was even more tragic.

A fierce battle has never happened since they rebelled.

On the cold mountain, under the shadow of mottled trees, blood and smoke filled the smoke. In addition, there was the burning of tinea oil and the smell of poisonous gas bombs that were overdrawn from Changmao. There was a lot of lime powder and chili powder mixed in it, which made people feel extremely pungent.

The bandit Qian could not control himself and did not hide, but kept looking at the defense line. Beside him were elite soldiers wearing fish scale armor.

Some armored soldiers were his lifeblood and had not dared to send them out yet. However, although these armored soldiers were powerful, they had a fatal disadvantage, that is, they were extremely heavy in scales. For these bandits, in addition to providing them with protection, they also consumed extremely physical energy. Before they could confront them, sweat had already crawled on their foreheads.
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