broken!Li Er's son turned out to be a hidden boss

"what is that?"

Everyone has this doubt in their hearts. They have seen firearms, but they have never seen this kind of bolt-action rifle that is similar in height to the Type [-] rifle during World War II.

To put it bluntly, in modern times, in those backward war zones, this type [-] bolt-action rifle is also the best choice.

Moreover, the bolt-action rifle has not been eliminated, and all the famous sniper rifles in later generations are bolt-action rifles.

However, this kind of weapon appeared in this era, so there is a problem.

Although it is not as good as the dimensionality reduction strike of the two-way foil, it is almost the same.

After all, a pointed bullet can easily penetrate the enemy's shield and armor, and then penetrate into the enemy's body, blasting a blood hole.

"kill!"

Luo Song had already forgotten how long he hadn't devoted himself to the battle. Since Li Wenhao pacified the Turks, his White Horse Battalion was more engaged in assassination, spying, and harassment, and seldom went head-on.

As for him, Luo Song, with his superb marksmanship, he naturally didn't have many opportunities to use it, and now his blood that had been gradually extinguished was burning again.

Stimulated by the enemy army, Luo Song seemed to have returned to the era when he just followed Li Wenhao and frightened the Turks with fresh clothes and angry horses.

The spear in his hand flashed a little silver light, and blood holes appeared in the throats of the enemies in front of him, and they fell down. The 72 Luojia gun, or the more essence passed down from Jiang Wei, the last general of the Shu Han .

Changshan Zhao Zilong's Hundred Birds towards the Phoenix Spear and Seven Detective Pan Snake Spears were displayed.

These Western barbarians have never seen such superb martial arts. They thought it was a celestial girl who scattered flowers, and before they had time to react, they had already returned to the underworld.

Oh, no, they should be meeting their God here.

"Why should they!"

After seeing that Luo Song only had 3000 people, the Persian forward army quickly made adjustments. A group of 500 elites joined the front line to stop Luo Song, and under the shouts of the rulers at all levels, The defeated army gradually stabilized.

"The whole army has it!"

"Cut through!"

Seeing the enemy's army gradually stabilized, Luo Song frowned, and issued an order.

To be honest, it has been a long time since the White Horse Camp has fought so head-on.

In Li Wenhao's words, the spiritual significance of the existence of the 3000 people in the White Horse Camp is greater than their usefulness on the battlefield, otherwise he would not use the White Horse Camp as scouts.

"kill!"

Luo Song led Luo Tong and the two of them fought with a silver gun in one hand and a scimitar in the other hand. It was a pleasure to fight, and it was a refreshment to kill them.

Still the same sentence, when did the enemy see such superb martial arts?

In their brains, which are not as big as walnuts, how can they figure out why Luo Song and Luo Tong, who don't look tall, have such powerful fighting power?

"Don't stop the horse!"

Luo Song knew that although the enemy's combat power was relatively weak, there were still 3 people after all. If they stopped their horses, they would be surrounded by the enemy. Moreover, they carried the rifles developed by Datang's most advanced technology on their backs. , must not let the enemy get it. Although the enemy may not be able to research it, no one is willing to try it.

After all, if the enemy was allowed to research the rifle, then this person would be Datang's sinner.

"Uncle, I'll be an arrow!"

Luo Tong's martial arts at this time has reached a great level, and he is second to none among the second generation generals of the Tang Dynasty. It is more than enough to be an arrow in a charge formation, but, unfortunately, his chief is Luo Song.

Uncle Li Wenhao, successor of Zhao Yun and Jiang Wei.

"you?"

"You are too young!"

Even during the fierce battle, Luo Song never forgot to motivate his nephew.

"Uncle, I..."

"What are you, when I'm on the battlefield, you still pee and mud!"

Luo Song didn't intend to give up his position at all, Luo Tong could only follow behind his uncle, watching the dots of silver light continuously harvesting the lives of the enemies.

"Hahaha!"

"Who said I couldn't fight tough battles in the White Horse Camp?"

Before he knew it, the White Horse Battalion really pierced through the enemy's formation. Looking at the corpses left behind, and the bloody White Horse Battalion soldiers, Luo Song let out a hearty laugh.

"Pull it off, walk the dog!"

"it is good!"

Relying on the speed of their horses, the White Horse Camp easily distanced itself from this group of enemies. Seeing the White Horse Camp running forward without looking back, these enemies naively thought that the White Horse Camp had run away.

"Won?"

"We won?"

At this time, they didn't know that a massacre was waiting for them.

The Baimaying, who had run away, was pressing bullets into the rifle one by one.

Da da da!
Da da da!
The sound of horseshoes moved from far to near. When they saw the returning White Horse Camp, the enemies were stunned for a moment, and then they saw the black muzzle of the gun, and suddenly something rang out.

The kind of monster weapon that can kill people just by making a sound came out again?

Bang!
Bang!
The White Horse Battalion in the form of hunting was completely lined up. Under the galloping horses, the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the enemies crowded together in front.

If Li Wenhao was here and saw this scene, he would definitely clap his hands and say hello.

It's still an old problem. In his previous life, although he didn't experience the war years, he saw how the enemy dealt with the backward us in movies and literature.

Now isn't this the ultimate reversal?
We use advanced firearms to fight the enemy's cold weapons.

Think back then, in our ignorant era, the enemy was able to capture our capital with only more than 1 people, didn't they rely on cannons and muskets?

Now, hehe!
If Li Wenhao was here, he would definitely ask the enemy, may I ask, are you happy?
"Run!"

"The devil is coming again!"

Westerners are very interesting. Everything they can’t explain and defeat is the devil. This may also have something to do with their beliefs. However, after this battle, their beliefs may no longer exist.

"Lord, forgive your people!"

Some people even knelt on the ground and began to pray. For this kind of enemy, Luo Song said, use bullets to waste, and trample him to death.

The massacre lasted all afternoon and ended. Although the enemy had been trying to resist, under the power of muskets, their resistance was not much stronger than a stone thrown into the sea, or even worse.

When Li Wenhao sent Jin Yiwei over to investigate the situation, Luo Song was already sitting on the battlefield full of corpses and started eating dinner.

"General Luo, the enemy..."

"Lord Qianhu, please go back and tell Your Majesty that Luo Song was fortunate enough to wipe out these [-] powerful enemies and defend the majesty of our Great Tang."

"Good, good! General Luo has worked hard!"

This Jinyiwei Qianhu looked at the small blood holes on the corpse, and was shocked speechless. Is this a musket?