total war broken

Chapter 216 The Power of the Old Guards
The bandits surged toward the hill like a black tide, with waves of reflections from the blades and the strange roars of the bandits.

Wow, five rows of old French guards in front, they are tall, standing straight, as if in a straight line, there is no trace of tension on their faces that have experienced vicissitudes.

"Get ready" said Hu Lin, pulling out his command knife, a group of old guards quickly reloaded ammunition, and the flintlock guns with bayonets were reloading ammunition at a dazzling speed.

"Fire!" Hu Lin gave the order to fire.

Bang, bang, bang—the sound of a neat row of guns rang out, accompanied by puffs of thick smoke.

Puff puff————————The cavalry soldier who rushed to the front was knocked to the ground in an instant, puff puff puff.

There are horrible holes in them.Seeing their usual fierce companions being crushed into sieves by ammunition, falling to the ground and howling, they felt a little flustered.

"Quick, quick, close combat. These old men are not our opponents in hand-to-hand combat. As long as we win their first victory, it will be ours." The black-faced third master said, his face was full of madness, and he forced himself to calm down. There is no way to retreat, only to charge, charge, until the Ming army's line is overwhelmed, otherwise the only option is to retreat back to Jiangbei. If that is the case, the boss will never spare him.

Bang, bang, bang———Rows of firecrackers are continuous, making a sound like frying beans, and the Guards are like machines that are constantly loading ammunition.

Every time the sound of firecrackers was heard, more than 20 thieves fell down. Their corpses rolled down the hills, some with terrifying big holes in their bodies.

They gritted their teeth and rushed upwards.It was the first time for the black-faced youngest to see this kind of continuous gun formation, and a leader beside him with blood on his face, came over with tears in his eyes, and shouted: "Third Brother, retreat, retreat, those barbarians It’s too powerful, the brothers really can’t rush up, and more than 500 brothers have been killed or injured.”

"Come on! Come on, there is no way out. If we don't defeat them, how can we beat Lu Xiangsheng's troops!" The black-faced youngest shouted wildly. Pretend to be calm.

"Throwing bombs!" Hu Lin yelled, and each guard soldier took out black ball-shaped grenades and threw them forward.

All the thieves looked at the black ball that was suddenly thrown over strangely.

Bang, bang, bang—there were violent explosions, and because it was at an oblique angle, the grenade was easily thrown a long way.They emitted bursts of intense flames, and the smell of barbecue wafted in the air instantly.

Remnants of limbs and arms were scattered, and more than 300 thieves fell down in an instant. Their mutilated bodies rolled down, blood flowed, and left along the hill.

There were more than 500 thieves left, and finally rushed to the site that was about to approach the Guards.

Puff puff ----- darts appeared strangely, puff puff -- every thieves touched the bloody arrows flowing out of their necks and looked at the man in black who appeared strangely in the distance Unbelievable look.

The flying knife in Bai He's hand shot out like a rainbow, and with the sound of piercing through the air, it instantly hit the first-class thief on the neck.

The rogues were all furious, and some took out their bows and arrows, and began to fight back towards the mountain.Some took out firecrackers.

Soso——Several rogue and strong archers began to shoot arrows towards the mountain under the cover of their comrades.

Puff puff—— Several old guards were shot by arrows and fell in a pool of blood.

The bandit archer on the opposite side leaned on the body of his comrade-in-arms in front as a barrier, and shot a cold arrow behind him. In an instant, seven or eight of the old guards died. "They have iron armor to block and are not afraid of arrow clusters.

Crash, clang, clatter of iron armor, the bright red tassels on their heads rushed down the mountain like a torrent of red, they were like a stream of iron.

Hu Lin shouted at the side: "Bayonet charge" he shouted, and a group of old guards raised their guns and rushed down the mountain.

In the middle is the horse loyal bearded soldier, their faces are old, but the army formation is extremely strict, without the slightest panic, and even the footsteps rushing down are orderly trampling.

Puff puff——a pair of long-handled knives were raised at the same time, like a machine.

Pfft——cut down again at the same time, and more than 20 of the bandits fell in a pool of blood in an instant.

A fierce armored thief raised a heavy hammer in his hand. He was burly, like a big meat ball, and swung the heavy hammer in his hand.

Fighting against the old Guardsman, relying on brute force to compete with the Guardsmen, he dropped the heavy hammer in his hand fiercely during an air attack, and the old Guardsman's shoulder blade was immediately hit, causing a dent.

Without the slightest hesitation on the old guard's old face, he held the bayonet in one hand, puffed into the thief's chest, and fell down with blood dripping from his mouth.The thief's eyes showed a hint of panic and fell down unwillingly.

The two thousand thieves immediately fought with the guards. The black-faced youngest was behind here at the moment, and found that there were only more than 200 Ming army cavalry at the big couple on the mountain. He recognized them. Those cavalry were the last time. He was pleasantly surprised by the defeat of his subordinates, as long as he bypassed the group of terrifying veterans in front of him.

He quietly led more than 100 brothers, bypassing this group of veterans.

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Lu Guanlong Canglang on the hillside pulled out his long sword, looked at the bandits approaching from the side, and said, "General, please retreat, and I swear to the death to cover the general's evacuation." He had already seen the role of Xiao Chuan, the general in front of him was in the training office like this A tough soldier, he could see that every soldier here worshiped him from the bottom of his heart.

So he can't die, and his survival will be more useful to Daming. He glanced at his captain of the personal guard, and found that the other party had the same expression, and said, "Go, we will fight with these thieves."

Xiao Chuan smiled, looked at the five hundred thieves down the mountain, and said with a smile: "Hehe, this General Lu, these five hundred people can't hurt me."

On the side, Xiangyi silently put on the armor for him, holding the system's waste equipment in her hands, the khan bow that can shoot the enemy no matter what, and the long-handled knife that can kill people no matter what.

The iron wall guards on the side let out a burst of strange roars that did not sound like human voices, and surrounded Xiao Chuan who was covered in iron armor, like a pack of wolves surrounded by waves.

"Kill!" Xiao Chuan drew his sword, and the group of iron armor roared and rushed down the mountain.

There was a trace of strangeness on Lu Guanlong's face. Looking at the soldiers, he had a feeling that these soldiers gave him a feeling that was not human, like a beast.

Xiangyi also drew out her long sword, and followed behind the group of soldiers. Seeing Lu Guanlong standing stupidly, she said coldly: "Mr. Protection, otherwise I will ask you."

Lu Guanlong was very angry, and thought to himself, I am a dignified man, why do I need you, a girl, to give orders.

Nuo——a ghost-like voice came down Lu Guanlong, only then did he notice a group of black-clothed men strangely appearing around him, holding various weapons, clustered around Da Chou.

"When did they appear?" Lu Guanlong was surprised, the hidden function of this group of men in black is too good.

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