Mu Lao Er stood in front, and he suddenly felt creepy and depressed. He subconsciously lowered his body and pressed his torso tightly against the horse's back.

"ah…"

"Ouch…"

“…”

There were screams and screams from behind, and there was no need to guess that it was the sound of a human body falling from a war horse.

Hanging his body on the side of the saddle, Mu Lao Er looked in horror.

Oh my god, the eight guards around me and more than a dozen horse bandits behind me were already covered with corpses under a rogue of guns.

The bandits who were originally standing relaxed and stood on horseback suddenly scattered backwards. The horse neighed and shouted through the sky, and the scene was in chaos.

Mu Lao Er gasped and howled, "Ma's panic, I'll shoot arrows and fight back..."

He shouted, turning over and sitting up from the horse's back, lifting his bow and arrow.

The bandits woke up as if they were dreaming, and they all turned their horses and raised their bows and arrows.

"Swoosh swish swish..."

"Bor"

For a moment, arrows in the air were like locusts.

Mu Lao Er and the others did not have rifles. The only 200 rifles given by the Hongmen Taihu Gang were all taken away when Mu Lao Da went to war.

His 120 guards were still using traditional bows and arrows.

But what they didn't expect was that the strongest hard bow could not reach this distance at 160 or 70 meters, and the loss of arrows would not hurt the opponent at all.

But the opponent's rifle bullet easily hit the target.

Then I fell into a passive state.

"Bang bang bang..."

The gunfire continued over there, and the bandits fell down one by one.

After a few rounds, there were more than fifty bandits on Mu Laoer's side who fell on him inexplicably.

The gun platoon formation composed of forty people is really powerful, and the bandits here have become targets of gunfire.

The sudden change caused the bandits to be distracted. The bandits rode their horses around, finding a place to hide from guns and bullets, and saving their lives first is important.

At this time, the advantages and disadvantages of the weapons are fully reflected.

"Roar up and kill all these bandits..."

Seeing the bandits defeated, Chen Er drew his gun and took the lead in urging his horse to run, and rushed towards the enemy with his horse stance.

"kill…"

Forty new army cavalry behind him pulled out their sabers and formed a horizontal storm formation to urge the horse to gallop.

Seeing that the jujube horse had put away his rifle, Mu Lao Er did not escape. He pulled out his saber fiercely, howled and rushed up.

My, your rifle is powerful, and you may not be harsh on horseback or knife.

Mu Lao Er gritted his teeth and whispered.

Mu Laoer still has full confidence in the saber and horse kung fu in his hands.

From the time he could walk, he and his elder brother flipped up and down on the horse's back.

Chen Er stared at Mu Laoer, destroyed the red horse, and rushed straight up.

This man is the leader, and the king is the first to capture the thief.

"kill…"

The knights of the new army rushed to the village gate like a torrent like a torrent, and the bandits who fled everywhere turned their horses and rushed towards the new army.

Soon, the sound of the iron hooves of the war horses vibrated. In an instant, the earth trembled, the horse neighed, and the white snow on the ground rolled up, forming countless pillars of white smoke and dust.

The crowd of war horses was head-on, like two huge waves colliding, making a deafening collision sound.

Then, the man and horses flew, and the flesh and blood were flying everywhere, falling to the ground.

In an instant, blood and broken limbs were everywhere, and the head bones rolled on the snow.

"Bor"

The saber fell and split it in the waist. Whether it was a man or a war horse, it became fresh meat in the meat mincing field, and blood was everywhere.

Chen Er and Mu Lao fought the same place.

Both of them are fierce men with extraordinary arm strength and skillful sword skills, and both are desperate Saburoes who have been through the battlefield for a long time.

Both sides are equal in size, and there is no winner after dozens of rounds.

The new army rangers are well-equipped. They use rifles and sabers, and they use them flexibly from long shots and close shooting. Forty people fought with more than 70 remaining bandits, and they are not at a disadvantage for the time being.

But as the battle continued and time passed, the disadvantages of the few new soldiers and cavalry fighting were gradually exposed.

In horse battles, the core is to charge and drill through. Whoever raises horse speed will take the initiative in the battlefield.

But if there is no horse speed fighting, there will be a large number of people and rich fighting experience.

The horse bandits are good at fighting on horseback. They are skilled in riding and fierce in swords. However, close-fitting combat, the power of the rifle cannot be exerted.

Seeing the number of people who fell down by the new cavalry, the team gradually retreated.

At this moment, a raging fire broke out in the camp tent outside the gate of Yingzui Mountain, and almost all the camp tents were ignited.

"Boom boom boom..."

Fireballs fell into the tent one after another, and soon, the fire filled the entire camping tent. The flames reflected the sky red and the smoke rolled.

"Not good, the military tent has caught fire..."

"Hurry, hurry up, go put out the fire..."

The bandits where Mu Laoer was located immediately became panicked when they saw the military tent behind them being lit.

After igniting the military tent, Shi Jin and their scouts turned around and drew their swords and rode their horses, attacking Mu Laoer's cavalry back.

"kill…"

"Roar up..."

The scouts of the twelve cavalry are all veterans who have experienced many battles.

From hundreds of steps away, they urged the horse to accelerate, and used the attacking arrows to stab the enemy's back like a sharp knife.

The bandits who were attacked from both sides were even more panicked and had no intention of fighting and were in chaos.

"kill…"

Chen Er yelled, reorganized his team and regained the initiative on the battlefield.

Mu Laoer was also panicked and had no intention of fighting and was ready to ride a horse before retreating into the village gate.

“Where to go…”

Chen Er's sabre swept through like lightning.

Raise the knife... and cut it across...

Mu Laoer, who was unwilling to fight, lost his fighting spirit.

I saw the cold light flashing in front of me, and the enemy had already arrived.

In a hurry, the saber in Mu Lao Er's hand instinctively stood up in front of his chest, and his left hand pressed against the back of the knife, trying to block the opponent's slashing horizontally.

The two horses intersected, and a muffled sound of "click..."

The saber in his hand broke into two pieces, and he grabbed a piece of the saber in each of his hands.

With the horse's momentum and strong arm strength, Chen Er actually cut Mu Aji's saber into two pieces.

Mu Lao Er was so scared that he was so scared that he squeezed his legs and ran back.

But the maroon horse has accelerated, and it is about to catch up with it with just two steps.

"Swish..."

Two arrows rubbed their skin from the back of their necks.

It was obviously Mu Lao Er's guard who wanted to save the master.

But Chen Er did not turn around and pay attention. He stared at Mu Laoer, and the saber in his hand was raised repeatedly.

"Bo sneer..." a soft sound.

Mu Lao Er hurriedly lowered his head and saw a long and large mouthful of leather robe on his left chest, and blood flowed out from his chest like a fountain.

It was not until this time that the severe pain came.

He raised his head with difficulty and looked at the red horse that had left him and rushed into the group of horse bandits.

Mu Lao Er stumbled in disbelief, let out a shocking scream, and then fell down from his horse to the sky.
Chapter completed!