Chapter 153: Kill in

These people dressed in the hospital look very experienced. The people in the front are half-squatted, pointing their weapons obliquely to petition. This is also the best position to guard against cavalry. If they really ride on a horse, they will definitely be stabbed by these things on the ground.

After Jiang Feng raised his sword, he pulled the horse to the side, but instead rushed towards the formation set up by the guards. This also saved his life. At the moment when he changed direction, more than a dozen bows and arrows shot towards the place where he was just now.

The Tiedin who followed closely behind could not dodge and was immediately shot by these arrows. Fortunately, the Tiedin was already in time to protect himself, so he threw down the musket in his hand and covered his face with both hands.

More than a dozen arrows were nailed directly to both arms and horses. The horse neighed and fell heavily to the ground. Tiedin was then thrown down, and seven or eight arrows were shot on his chest and arms.

The distance between the horse team and the guard guard was only a dozen steps away. Seeing the tinder coming over, the guard guards at the front all showed excited smiles, and the sword in their hands was about to be slashed.

But the Tiedi was already setting up the muskets. After all, the yard was narrower than the outside. At most, the twelve knights lined up side by side, but the formation of the guards was even more crowded. More than a dozen muskets fired together, and the iron sand that was fired suddenly formed a rain of death.

Before and after the Anti-Japanese War, the most prominent landlords in Shandong had hundreds of fast guns and all firearms. As for the Shandong landlords in the early years of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, there may be a few people who have seen muskets, let alone these people who think that bows, arrows and fists are powerful guards.

Seeing the cavalry stopping in front of him, I thought the other party would not dare to charge, and the cavalry might not have any major effect in the melee. In melee battle, the cavalry was not as flexible as the infantry. I had just rushed a few steps and saw the dozen black holes in front of me explode.

As we said before, within twenty steps, the effective distance of such a thick and short musket was made. The forty guards in the front were beaten into honeycombs without saying a word. The guards in the front, which was already quite imposing, suddenly became panic, and the people who did not fall in front were not caring about anything.

Turning his head and running towards the back, and standing in the middle, someone who might be the leader was shouting there:

"Roar forward, this thing can't be shot continuously, so rush up and chop them up."

Among the hundreds of guards, many desperate people heard the following words and knew that in this narrow yard, if they didn't rush, they would retreat to the back, and things would be even worse. A group of people stabilized their minds and rushed forward with their weapons screaming and waving.

However, they forgot that there were more than fifty knights coming in. After the first row of more than a dozen people were shot, there were also the second row and the third row. Tiedin's horses were all specially trained and were not afraid of the dull sound of muskets. Although the simple muskets now have no accurate heads in the horses' galloping and bumping.

But now horses are slowly moving forward and backward, and they are still shooting shotguns from a high position, so how can they not be accurate?

The second wave of the rushing guard happened to face the second line of Tiedin's horses, and the black muskets, and the fuse that was about to burn out, "Bang~~~~" sounded, and the guard this time was better than last time, because the dozens of people who fell could still let out heart-wrenching howls.

At this time, the fire of muskets was launched. Only such rotational shooting would result in intensive fire damage. The guards did not dare to rush forward this time. Originally, Tidings were gritting their teeth because a companion was shot to the ground by arrows just now, which means that the other party also had long-range weapons. Now that they retreated, they could only fire the muskets desperately.

The guards retreated desperately, and the archers and commanders behind were unable to control the situation. To put it bluntly, they were all thugs who were guarding the house for the rich man to guard the house. How could they fight with the iron dicks trained by the elite officers of the capital? After two rounds of muskets, they had no worries at all and retreated desperately to the back.

Tiedin in the third row came up again, and the courtyard was partitioned by those buildings. Behind Tiedin was the main hall. I don’t know when the door of the main hall was tightly closed. Now there is no place to retreat. Some people rushed to the main hall door, and some people wanted to climb over the wall.

But in front of the guards, the guards cannot be called the team, they are deeply trapped in a semicircle, and everyone is crowded to the back. The leader in the crowd is about to be confused to the point where he cannot control it. He holds the big knife in his hand and chops down a guards that are smashing the door, yelling loudly:

"If you don't rush to the front, we will be killed by them one by one. Just die one by one. It's better to fight with them!"

When this sentence was shouted, there were seven or eight dead-straits around the head of the guards. When they heard this, they picked up their weapons and beat the people around them. The momentum of chaos was considered to be considered to be controlled. Each of them had bloody eyes, and the trapped beasts were still fighting, perhaps this was the state.

Now the third row of muskets in the field was empty, a semicircle of about thirty steps. As soon as the gun was fired, everyone retreated to the back. The iron dicks who made dogmatic mistakes only shot a few steps forward. Although the iron sand fired this time was still quite powerful, the range was indeed not far.

Although many people were hit by gun sand and injured and bleeding, the terrifying penetration was gone. Now the guards who seemed to be trapped in beasts had even more confidence and rushed over with swords and guns.

However, the distance between the two sides is about forty steps now. Although this distance cannot reach full speed for the cavalry, it is enough.

The guards had this idea in their minds. These bastards sitting on the horse were just fiddling with the firearms. When we rushed to the front, we would chop you up.

Of course they didn't know that the Tieds were good at fighting with hand and blades. They were also very disgusted with complex things like muskets. Although they could just light the fuse when fired, they were loaded and filled with iron sand when they were brought out, and they had to hold things to seal the muzzle. More than a dozen procedures were better than the pleasure of slashing and slashing on horseback.

After firing the muskets in the third row, Tiedin directly pulled out a big knife from the other side of the horse, grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed towards the guards.

When the horses rushed to more than twenty steps, their speed was already running away. The guards holding long weapons were lined up in front and had been blown away by the fire of the muskets. The remaining people were all holding short weapons. The running infantry and running cavalry met, and the result was imagined.

Although Tiedingmen was charging, they still maintained a certain formation according to the training of the old officers that day, and swung the condescending sword straight down.

With horsepower plus manpower, impact and slashing, the person in front suddenly cut down a piece of it, but the cavalry's impact speed also slowed down. Just as the people behind were about to pick up the cheaper, the remaining thirty cavalry rushed up again, and Zhang Liang was in front.

All Tiedin required to hold a big knife, which was also for the convenience of training and fighting. Only Zhang Liang's hand was a big axe made by Tiedin's family alone for him. The axe blade seemed to be double-sided, and it looked like a huge round fan, but the edge of the fan was sharp steel blade.

When he rushed into the crowd of people guarding the hospital, the axe started to swing, and it was like cutting wheat. It fell down in an instant. He also wanted to take advantage of the possibility that the handle of the axe was too long and inflexible. But in a flash, the axe came back again. The longer Zhang Liang practiced Bajiquan, the higher his strength and skills became.

Riding a horse in the crowd, the big axe danced like a windmill, and it was a demon.

The yard was quite crowded, and the cavalry could not move at all. However, as the battle progressed, the Tidings who knew how to cooperate and cover each other became more and more superior, the field became more and more empty, and the cavalry's advantage gradually emerged.

The guards are just trying to escape now, so they still have the intention of fighting there. After all, the Tidings cannot block them all. Still dozens of guards ran out, hundreds of guards died, and they ran away. Now there are only a dozen people left in the yard.

The Tieds were seriously injured three or four times, but no one died. After all, they were different from those guards, and they were wearing excellent protective gear and leather armor.

Now there were thirty or forty Tidings surrounding the head of the hospital guard and seventy or eight people fighting there, and there were thirty or forty people kneeling there begging for mercy.

The head of the hospital guard was a good method. The eight-foot red tassel in his hand was dancing like a poisonous snake spitting out his letters, constantly stretching and retracting. Now the irons are not in a hurry, and they all dismount and set off with big swords to surround the people.

There were still more than a dozen Tiedians there to fill ammunition for the muskets. The head of the guard guard with the red tassel gun knew that the ammunition was loading was his death, but he couldn't even surrender now. He was Dong Qianping's relative. Seeing that these people were obviously here to destroy the family.

Seeing Jiang Feng standing there doing nothing, the head of the guards shouted while beating:

"If the leader over there is a hero, can he fight me one-on-one? If you lose, you can take care of it. If you win, I will be able to live a life!"

After hearing this, Jiang Feng turned around and shouted at Tieding next to him, then turned around with his hands behind his back and ordered those Tiedings to say:
Chapter completed!