More than 300 cavalrymen were fighting tens of thousands of people. Originally, they poured a small cup of cold water into a pot of hot oil, which would cause some explosions, but would not have a great effect. However, the Boxers had no experience in fighting cavalry, and lacked precautions, so they were stabbed by the cavalry. The cavalry collided all the way and rushed to the train. Even the Boxers who were fighting on the train were forced to retreat and ruthlessly torn apart by the cavalry.

"Sister, Hanzhi, I am Guanhou, I'm Guanhou, and I'll bring someone to help you!" Zhao Guanhou pulled his throat and shouted loudly. In the carriage, Shen Jinying showed a happy face and grabbed Su Hanzhi's hand. "Girl, my brother is here indeed."

Su Hanzhi smiled slightly, "I knew that he would definitely come to save me. He would never leave me..."

Feng Xi threw the iron rod in her hand on the board, and leaned back weakly, "I'm so tired. This time, with men coming, we will be saved."

In fact, if Zhao Guanhou had three hundred cavalry arranged along the train, he might not have been able to reverse the situation. After all, there were too many boxers, and the number of people was enough to offset the advantage of the cavalry team.

However, in this way, the boxers would not be able to deal with the cavalry in this way. The attacking team they organized would be destroyed by the cavalry. The boxers could not catch up with the cavalry and could not stop them. Although the horsepower had declined now and the impact of the cavalry was greatly reduced, these running horses were still like tanks, making the boxers escape and unable to stop them.

As for the words that infantry keep their teams still and horses dare not come over, the first thing is that the Boxers don’t know, and the second thing is that they will not believe it. With their qualities, they cannot complete this formation and there is not much way to deal with it. Just as Zhao Laozhu was thinking about what means to use to limit the movement of the cavalry, there were another drum beat, foreign horns and bagpipes on the distant hilltops.

These instruments and repertoires are very different from those used by boxers, so you can tell at first that they are not from their own side. Zhao Laozhu just turned around and was on the top of the mountain. A large group of soldiers wearing black military uniforms and holding rifles had appeared, and the big flag in the hands of the flag officer in his hand was clearly written with the words "Wuwei Right Army Zhao".

"It's the cannon mark, our cannon mark!" After Huo Qiu killed a boxer with one sword, he knew it was his own team when he heard the music. When he raised his head, he saw his own flag and felt very stable. The cavalry was just a partial division, and the artillery was the main force. As long as the main force arrived, there was no need to be afraid of these people.

Zhao Guanhou's flying cavalry and artillery formation was loaded with a large number of horses, including horse-carrying and horse-riding. Including officers, there were mounts, and some soldiers could also advance on horses. At this time, the mobility advantages of this unit were reflected. Those who arrived were an infantry sentry under Sun Meiyao Cavalry Battalion (all hangars were left behind, and the total strength was missing two hangars), an infantry sentry under Shangquan Artillery's left camp (one and a half hangar was missing) and a half engineering sentry. Among the remaining soldiers of Long Yangjian, some of the uninjured were also mixed in, forming a separate team to follow the team.

In addition to carrying rifles, they also dragged three two-pound cannons. After arriving at the battlefield, they immediately advanced in four columns and took a nearby high ground.

Zhao Laozhu waved his sword and said, "Come, stop them for me, and you can't let them do whatever you want. Although you don't know their purpose, if the enemy wants to succeed, I will defeat it and meet you."

At the point where he pointed the red flag, a part of the boxers rushed towards the high ground. These boxers did not have much experience in training the troops. The teams were divided according to the altar and lacked cooperation with each other. In short, it was just about fighting the fewer ones. These infantrymen were not as protective as the trainers, and they could always eat them by number. The few guns and earth cannons were also set up and hit the high ground.

In terms of artillery bidding, Shang Quan followed the team. At this time, he had already jumped onto the high ground. He shouted "Welcome to the enemy!" and the drum beat changed.

Zhao Guanhou's previous training finally had its effect. In a very short time, the gunpowder troops completed the transformation from four columns to hollow square formations. The soldiers of the first horizontal team raised their rifles and loaded, aimed, and shot under the orders of their respective commanders. This series of movements was like flowing water, and although they were facing enemies rushing from all directions, they were not at all confused.

As a gunshot sounded, white smoke rose on the position, and the projectiles pushed by gunpowder sucked flesh and blood in the team of Boxers and spread death. Boxers did not have the concept of scattered lines, and they were very close to each other. When the bullets were fired, they could definitely hit them as long as they were of the right height and did not even need to aim. There was no bulletproof measure on their bodies. No matter whether it was the talisman drawn or the invited Shinto, it had no effect on the bullets. Those who rushed in the front row were like harvested crops and fell down with the gunshots.

Just as the first row of guns was released, the bullets were left behind. When the Boxers were on the train, they suffered a lot of losses in their losses. They knew how powerful this thing was. When they saw hundreds of iron lumps were thrown out, they hurriedly avoided them. Someone shouted, "Be careful of this thunder in the palm of your hand, this evil magic is powerful."

Although several earth cannons fired, it was not convenient to load them. Just as the shooter was busy cleaning the cannon chamber and preparing to load new medicine powder and iron sand, the three two-pound cannons began to fire.

The two-pound cannon cannot be equipped with grenades or shrapnel, and can only fire solid or shrapnel. Three solid bullets do not seem to fly fast. But in fact, even the smallest solid bullet in the shell still has great lethality under the power of gunpowder.

The first round of artillery was a test shot, and the second round of artillery covered the positions of several earth cannons. A solid bullet directly cut off the heads of the two gunners, and the blood mixed with the brains, splashing everywhere. The other solid bullet knocked down five gunners with one shot. Immediately afterwards, Zhao Guanhou's cavalry rushed to the earth cannon position, leaving bullets in his hands, turning the position into a sea of ​​fire.

As for those guns, in the eyes of the Right Army, they can only be regarded as big firecrackers, and no one is afraid of it. The range of guns is not much further than their rifles, and this gap is not something that the Boxers can calculate with their naked eyes. With guns lifting and rifles shooting, they didn't have time to fire two shots, and the shooter was shot and fell down.

When Zhao Guanhou was training troops, he had been trained hard in loading speed. Although he was a special forces soldier, the firing rate and accuracy of the rifle were not weaker than the infantry units in the Wuwei Right Army. Due to Mrs. Jason, the number of Minnie guns of the special forces was not smaller than that of Minnie guns of the infantry. At this time, regardless of the cost, the bullets were like splashing water. The boxers attacked from all over the world, and they could not rush up at all. In the stalemate, several flags were raised behind the boxers.

The first battalion of Duan Xiangyan's troops, led by Cao Zhongkun, came to support. The two posts of the artillery under the command of the artillery and most of the infantry battalions arrived. The arrival of these new forces greatly encouraged the vanguard. Shang Quan held up his pistol and shouted: "My sons, our reinforcements have arrived. Take out a slut and kill all these boxers!"

Zhao Guanhou's cavalry actually had little combat power at this time, and most of the cavalry could only dismount and fight in the field. After joining with the Shang team, they began to defend their positions. The reinforcements brought by the commander, led by the commander to advance in the snow and meet with the front troops.

Zhao Laozhu knew something was wrong, so he picked up the sword himself, brought a team of men, and rushed towards the new army. If these two official troops were allowed to meet, he would probably suffer a lot. Liu Dadao asked in confusion: "It's not that Prince Duan gave the military order, and they were not allowed to attack us. Why would these people dare to resist the order?"

"So it's not a sin for us to kill them. These Ermao people are dedicated to doing things for foreigners. They have no ancestors in their hearts, and no court in their hearts. If they kill them, no one will be left!"

Zhao Laozhu shouted loudly and rushed forward with a sword. Liu Dadao followed closely with a knife. Those around him were hard-core brothers, and they had deep hatred with foreigners or religious people. No matter how guns and bullets were like rain, they could still charge against bullets.

However, at this moment, the official army had more and more rear troops, and some people who were behind arrived one after another, advancing in column mode and joining the front army. They did not care about Zhao Laozhu's charge, and they still followed Cao Dian to advance, shoot, and load.

Until Zhao Laozhu's troops were less than 100 meters away from reinforcements, the formation of the troops changed from four columns to two rows of horizontal lines. The first row of soldiers raised their guns, and the officers led the team shouted, "All people pay attention, target Boxers, all of them fired rapidly!"

Thousands of feet were fired at the same time, and ten thousand guns were heard. The rifles in the front row opened fire at the same time after hearing the order. When the white smoke rose, the red wave seemed to hit an invisible reef, and the waves split.

The Boxers who rushed in the front row fell down in large numbers while running at high speed. However, the people in the back row did not retreat or fear. They are worthy of being the most loyal warriors and the most devout believers among the Boxers. As long as Lao Zhu gave the order, he would not hesitate even if he died. They fought many battles with foreigners and knew nothing about guns and bullets. Although foreign guns are powerful, they are difficult to load. As long as they pass this round, it will be fine.

However, after the first row of soldiers were shot, they started to load the bullets while the second row of soldiers took a step forward and became the first row, then raised their guns, aimed, and fired volleys. After they completed this action, the soldiers in the first row of soldiers had already completed the loading, and then advanced, raised their guns, and shot...

After strict training, the new army has loading and firing speed. These boxers who have only hit the church and fought with the church have never seen it. In an instant, they even had an illusion that can the foreign guns in their hands be fired continuously?

After several rounds of volleys of the government army, a new order has been issued. After one round of shooting, the troops raised their bayonets and rushed towards the team of boxers. On the snow, the black military uniforms collided with the red turbidity, and the black turbid current mixed into the Red Sea.

In terms of scale, the scale of the turbid current is far less than that of the Red Sea. Normally, it should be that it is quickly diluted, assimilated and disappeared by the Red Sea. However, the facts are completely different from the predictions. When the two colors collided together, the red ocean collapsed.

War is not a martial arts competition, nor is it that a person with high martial arts skills that can reverse the overall situation. In fact, although most boxers practice martial arts, they have never been on the battlefield. They are just a group of farmers who cannot survive, not well-trained warriors.

Relying on faith, they can barely maintain the ability to push several rounds under the volleyball gun shooting without collapsing. It is already its limit. When they face the sharp bayonets and enter like a wall, their courage will be consumed in the end. I don’t know who was the first to turn around, but he is definitely not the fastest one.

Shortly after he completed the turn, more and more companions, like him, turned around, even abandoned their weapons, and fled like a life. Zhao Laozhu's fiery red flag shook a few times, and then fell down powerlessly. The flag-holder was shot and could no longer hold the flag, but the person who succeeded had already run away.

On the entire battlefield, Zhao Laozhu's big banner was the spirit of the three armies. When he saw the big banner fall, someone shouted: "Laozhu is dead, our leader is dead!"

This is of course fake news. At this time, Zhao Laozhu was fighting with Monk Xincheng and others with the government army. Although they were very skilled in martial arts, there were also many outstanding athletes in the government army. Moreover, the cannon marks attached importance to white-blade fighting, and the thorn training was carried out every day.

There are not many bayonet movements, but they are simple and effective. A bayonet formation can be formed between several officials and soldiers. Even martial artists who are proficient in boxing can only protect themselves against this tacit formation. With a huge gap between the people, these leaders can only work hard to protect themselves. If they want to reversal the situation with martial arts, they will not be able to achieve it.

In this environment, Zhao Laozhu could not come out to refute the rumors. He only heard the rumor echoing in the mountains and fields, "Lao Zhu is dead! Lao Zhu was killed by the government army!" His eyes were so anxious that they turned black. The sword danced like a dragon, but was firmly held back by the six government troops opposite and could not prove that he was still alive.

Originally, the Boxers were still in a stalemate with the official army with quality by quantity, but when this rumor spread, the entire Boxers' team was like a person losing his soul. In a very short period of time, the entire team collapsed.

The flags used to prove their altar fell weakly. Some boxers cried loudly, some shouted to avenge Lao Zhu, and rushed towards the train or the official army regardless of life and death. However, more people chose to escape.

They dropped their flags and weapons and fled into the mountains and woods, and the entire team fell into chaos and disorder. In order to escape, they might push away their companions who were entrusted with life and death, or slash at the person blocking the way.

Trampling on each other and killing each other, these behaviors in the past would also happen among the Boxers, but they would never happen when Lao Zhu was there. But at this time, no one cared about the rules or the ban in the boxing. Lao Zhu was dead, what is the meaning of the ban?
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