C109 (2/2)
”How did the fight turn out like this? We clearly have the advantage in numbers!”
Shi Dakai pulled Xiao Letian's arm and shouted, ”No, although the enemies are few, the commander is very experienced, this is a narrow street, and with them standing at the top, we are at a disadvantage in numbers, we can only add oil to the fire, this is not good …”
Just as they were talking, from the distant sound of military boot, they saw that Luo Huo had rushed over with the remaining twenty Musketeers s.
”Lord Report, all twenty of musket team's survivors have gathered …” Xiao Letian did not wait for him to finish and shouted, ”Cut the crap, get into the battle immediately, shoot for me, a long snake formation, send all the trash on the other side to hell …”
This rural man who grew up in the north had a character that was unique to Chinese farmers for thousands of years, 'tenacious'. Even though his entire body was covered in wounds, the smoke had already turned him into a black man, and his legs were shaking from fatigue. However, as long as Xiao Letian gave the order, he would jump even if it was a cliff in front of him.
”Array Forward... Line up and beat these bastards to death … ” Twenty Musketeers s rushed forward against the retreating crowd. About thirty meters away from the enemies, a line of dense shooting formations was set up. They did not even need to give the order for the angry Musketeers s to immediately pull the trigger.
These were the only twenty Musketeers left in Xiao Letian's possession, and were the ones with the most fighting experience. Spencer's outstanding performance was displayed in their hands, and when the firearm appeared, the massacre would begin.
No matter how strong Kiyoshi Yamamoto was, he would never be able to change the era. When the spear came out, he only saw the other side suddenly rising into the air as white smoke, and Musketeers's figure instantly disappeared. The bullets came out of the white smoke and easily penetrated the soldier's leather armour, falling down one by one like cutting leeks.
”Where are the archers?” Where are our archers? ”Ride...” Kiyoshi Yamamoto's shouts were shaky, his heart ached to the point that it was bleeding. When had he ever seen such an effective killing method?
There were at most three hundred pike soldiers in front of Kiyoshi Yamamoto. This number was not even enough to kill them, the primary matrix had already started to crumble before the archers could come forward.
The group of three hundred primary matrix s finally could not control their morale after throwing away the hundred over corpses. This group of people ran away as fast as they could, and no matter how Kiyoshi Yamamoto tried to suppress the battle, it was useless. Even if he chopped down three of the fleeing soldiers, he could not stop himself from collapsing.
The collapse of the Central Army Formation had quickly affected the morale of the long spear formation on the two parallel streets. The terrified light leaders started to move backwards and away from the battlefield, afraid that Xiao Letian, the devil, would mobilize more musketeers to deal with them.
”Okay, okay, okay. The enemy primary matrix has collapsed. ”Kill …” Xiao Letian stomped his feet and roared, under his encouragement, more and more Chinese people got organized, and a new round of attacks started.
At this time, Kiyoshi Yamamoto was fleeing in an extremely sorry state under Xiao Xing's protection. His head was completely muddled from the attacks of these Gun, and he didn't even know how to break the formation. He thought about how none of the military manuals that he had read had been able to provide an example of such a strategy. He looked at the clumps of flames with a puzzled expression, and his heart was filled with despair.
It's no wonder the Mu Clan's generals did not dare to face the black ships of the Americans head-on. No wonder the foreign invaders could easily win in the war at the bottom of the Mountain Pass.
Kiyoshi Yamamoto didn't know how far he had run, maybe a hundred steps, maybe five hundred steps. When he was pressed onto a mountain rock by Xiao Xing to rest, he realized that there were only five hundred or so feet that were left.
”Nani?” The left and right formations had all retreated? ”More than half of them died …” Kiyoshi Yamamoto did not even dare to look down, and at that moment, Xiao Xing suddenly spoke up from the side, ”General, the gunshots of the Qing Nation's people have stopped! They've stopped shooting … ”
Kiyoshi Yamamoto suddenly stood up, looked at the charging crowd, and confirmed that there was no sign of the Musketeers, and the terrifying gunshots were already gone. Could it be? Kiyoshi Yamamoto's eyes opened wider than an ox. ”The people of Qing have all used up their ammunition?”
That's right, Luo Huo's musket team had finally used up all their bullets at the most crucial moment. Originally, they did not have a lot of bullets with this batch of guns, just a total of more than three thousand, but during this night of conflict, they had completely used up all of them.
Xiao Letian shook his head regretfully, ”The grenade in my hand has been used up, the Molotov's cocktail have also been used up. Now, even Spencer has been used up.
Without waiting for Xiao Letian to finish sighing, Xiao Hexin and the others stuck out their chests and stood in front of Xiao Letian, ”Sir, why do you feel so regretful? Our battle is not over yet. ”So what if we don't have a firearm? We have hands, feet, and a steel knife, and the blood in our cavities is still warm. Even if we have to use our lives to fill it in, we will still kill our way out …”
Xiao Letian was stunned by their teachings, and in the end, shook his head self-deprecatingly. ”That's right, you guys taught each other so well …” Saying that, Xiao Letian raised his head and looked at the newly assembled Japanese light army halfway up the mountain. Then, he looked back at the surrounding guards and the entire city's Chinese.
”That's right, we are hot-blooded. I don't believe that a hundred thousand Chinese people can't even break through such a small spear formation …” ”From now on, I will be the first one to form the death squad. Whoever is willing to join the death squad will follow behind me …”
Carrying that mask, Xiao Letian gripped his revolver tightly and walked forward. Shi Dakai, Xiang Shaolong, Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Luo Huo … There was even the petite Xiao Bingtailang. The crowd silently gathered behind Xiao Letian, and followed after that Xiao character recognition flag as he strode forward.