Several subordinates were stunned and didn't know what to say. One subordinate scratched his head and said, "Well, I think if I lead my soldiers to attack the Crusaders, if I encounter such damage, maybe I will run away... But why are smoothbore guns in rows more powerful than we use alone?"

Then the weird Western military band played strange military music. Li Wenmao knew all of these people. The crusades were all hired by young people in the Cantonese opera class. According to the generation of Liyuan, they had to call him "Boss Li" or "Uncle Li", but after joining the crusade, they met again. Li Wenmao could no longer recognize them. No one was the mistress he knew, Xiao Li. Instead, a group of perverts who cried bitterly before the cross at all times. They wrote to the Western religion that he secretly despised in his heart for the sake of silver!

At this moment, as these Liyuan brothers played the strange and extremely strange songs on the battlefield with Western instruments, their Sun and Moon Army saw the Crusaders start to put away their guns and stand at attention. Then, under the command of the Western language, they suddenly began to put down their guns, unload the three-blade weird stabbing tool from their waists and pressed them to the muzzle.

Li Wenmao, who has been in Foshan for a long time, knows this thing, a foreigner's land knife, but he doesn't think it's easier to use than a big blade book to cut people.

Under the gaze of the Sun and Moon Legion, the Crusaders finished bayonets, and then followed the commands and shot on their shoulders again. One thousand people raised their bayonets at the same time, and then took small steps to advance forward!

"They are charging!" The men who had experienced the Sanyuanli incident in their early years suddenly looked excited. That day, in the heavy rain, the muskets could not be used. A group of British troops relied on this posture to break through more than 10,000 angry Chinese people led by the township heroes and fled back to the military camp, but only one British army died.

"Why don't you run?" Li Wenmao asked dumbfoundedly. In his impression, the charge should be beating the drums, and a group of shirtless men yelled and rushed out with swords and guns. They would run as fast as they could. Instead of moving forward in small steps like zombies now.

Suddenly, the Crusaders suddenly roared at the shrinking Hunan army in front and launched a charge, and bayonets lined up into the crowd like walls. At this time, Li Wenmao realized that the figure of the Taiping Army entering the Taiping Army from Hunan was again: the sound of killing suddenly shook the sky, and the army wearing blue shirts and high hats seemed like a ground line on a fishing net. It suddenly covered the toads of the Hunan Army.

From time to time, a toad was picked up by force and was picked up, and he must have been dead.

Looking at the group of zombie-like legions, like a person, slaughtering far more people than their enemies, and this enemy is the Hunan Army that could step on their own camp walls and smile at them yesterday!

Looking at the roaring blue line, the bayonet wall that seemed to be staggering up and down, and the Hunan Army who turned around and fled in fear, for an instant, Li Wenmao suddenly felt chill all over. He no longer had jealousy or ridicule, but his heart was full of fear.

No one wanted to fight with this zombie legion. He forgot that he was not satisfied that these zombies just now took two silver books each month.

"Follow up the Crusaders! Protect their flanks!" Li Wenmao immediately issued an order loudly. At this moment, there was no gang accent in his voice. He was full of awe.

But just as the whole brigade followed the crusad toward the middle of the battlefield, at this moment, the sentry on the side of the camp howled: "The enemy attacked the south!!!!!!!!!!"

Taqibu led a man to penetrate the marching team like a knife. He rode his horse and rushed in front, jumping on the horse, and his followers flew with the sabers. Lu Yong and others were all carefully selected by Taqibu's elite Hunan Army. They howled and charged with the horse team, killing a Sun and Moon Army soldier with one knife, and throwing pots around.

The right wing of the Song army, which was on the battlefield in Ganzhou, was in chaos!

Li Wenmao never dreamed of being subjected to such a surprise attack. He was in a hurry to organize a horse team to prepare for a counterattack, but in front of him, Taqibu flew past him like a quick arrow, and he didn't look at him. He stabbed a rifle under his command, and Li Wenmao hurriedly avoided on the back of the horse. The second Hunan general who was riding a horse killed a commander and did not rush to turn around. He took advantage of the situation and hit Li Wenmao's chest with his tail. Suddenly the coach rolled onto the mud.

At this moment, the right-wing army was in chaos by the Hunan Army, but Taqibu did not want to annihilate them. His target was the central army's foreign gun team.

The Hunan Army, which raided through the right wing legion, drove the collapsed and fled the Sun and Moon Legion soldiers from the rear like bayonets and stabbed them into the three horizontal lines that were closest to them, shooting from the Haizi Camp foreign gun team.

The Haizi Camp suddenly became in chaos.

These soldiers who had just learned the tactics of foreigners were originally very motivated, but they had no experience in dealing with the surprise attacks from behind. The soldiers immediately became in chaos and then fled.

No matter how their battalion commander roared and supervised the battle of the Tongshu Army, they could not stop the storm. They and their comrades and their red cloth wrapped their heads, ran towards the camp together.

Taqibu galloped on the back of the horse, stabbed a Tongshu officer who rushed towards him with a bayonet, and then slashed and killed the military band that had not had time to escape, and ordered loudly: "If you kill Xie Le, the other party will not be able to connect with information, so you will be defeated!"

At this moment, what appeared in the mind of this fierce general was the scene of his ancestor wild boar skin leading the elite of the Eight Banners to defeat the Ming army. "How magnificent!" Taqibu sighed slowly, then stepped on the corpse of the military band and continued to rush forward.

He was not in a hurry to kill all these demon soldiers at this moment. He had discovered their weaknesses. He wanted to rush his troops and then destroy the array of Tianzi Camp in front. When the opponent's formation was in chaos, he would use the advantages of the cavalry to return and kill them. At that time, Duo Ganyong, who was used as a slave to the front, should be able to completely slaughter these chaotic formations!

This is the cavalry tactic!

Li Wenmao, who was in chaos behind his back, had already broken his eyes: these hateful Hunan soldiers rushed through his defense line, and for him, he was just a death! He did not defend the wings on this side as ordered.

But as a general on the battlefield, he was definitely not concerned about being executed. He felt a deep shame!

I was knocked down by this Qing demon yesterday, and today I was stormed by him again, and this has caused many Crusaders in the Central Army. What a shame and guilt!

Li Wenmao howled, got up from the ground, took half of his robe, revealing his muscular upper body, then gritted his teeth and thrust the robe book to his waist, carried a rifle and turned over to the horse, and ran to the right. He yelled and stabbed the escaped soldiers to death in succession, and then stabilized his position. Then he asked the soldiers to assemble immediately.

Looking at the Taqibu tribe who was rolling towards the sky camp like dark clouds in the distance, Li Wenmao shouted: "My sons, go with me to fight the Qing Yao Taqibu to death today! Either you die or I die! Fuck you! Ah!"

But at this moment, the command of the army arrived in the camp behind him. He looked at Li Wenmao who was dismounted accidentally for a moment, and then said, "General's order! Li Wenmao's defense is not good! Deprive all military posts on the spot! Prepare for trial! But you are allowed to make meritorious today! Immediately attack the Gan Army of the Central Army with all your strength!"

Speaking of this, the messenger hesitated for a moment and said, "Not successful..., I'll be punished on the spot!"

"Don't worry! Brother Baitou!" Li Wenmao looked at the tall tower in the camp behind him, and suddenly shouted at the messenger: "Tell the general, I, Li Wenmao, died at the hands of the Hunan Army today!"

After saying that, Li Wenmao led the gathered soldiers and ignored Taqibu and rushed towards Gan Yong who rushed out.

On the Song army's watchtower, you can see the main force of the Sun and Moon Army suddenly emerged on the left and right wings. It was not pounced at the head of the Central Army's Ditaqibu headquarters, but at the same time, it hit the main force of Ganyong who rushed out of the Hunan Army.

It was like two swordsmen who ignored the fast sword stabbed by the other party, but aimed at the other party's weak chest and abdomen, and stabbed it hard at the same time, as if they were completely dead.

On the lookout tower, Zhu Qingzheng, the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, looked at the foreign instructors around him, who found that the Hunan Army was starting to massacre the military bands in a systematic manner, and cursed loudly - this was an unimaginable crime in the Western war. The military band passed the orders, and the enemy could not attack them casually. Any officer who dared to do so would be scolded as: "This despicable villain!"

I couldn't hear what the foreigners were calling and scolding behind him, but the scolding obviously aggravated Zhu Qingzheng's inner tension. He turned his face to Dou Wenjian holding a thousand-mile mirror. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Master Dou, forgive me for not rescuing the Central Army. I know that Gan Yong's elite are far inferior to the Hunan Army. Only by defeating their Central Army can we save the Central Army with a chaotic formation."

Dou Wenjian put down the Qianli Mile Mile Mile and looked at Zhu Qingzheng with a complicated look and said, "Have peace of mind, Your Majesty does not expect the Crusader to win. So, I am just a supervisor, not a commander who replaces yours."

"What?" Zhu Qingzheng roared in disbelief. He pointed to the crusaders below and shouted: "Those are the elites that Your Majesty has worked hard to train!"

"You go and ask Your Majesty yourself." Dou Wenjian smiled slightly: "A new batch of support is on the way."

"What? Your Majesty doesn't expect this terrible army to win?" Zhu Qingzheng's head became a little confused for an instant.

At this time, the French chief instructor asked in unfamiliar Chinese: "Mr. Zhu, why do you think you lost? That despicable villain - the Tatar officer led too few cavalry to pose a threat to the infantry."

"What!" Zhu Qingzheng was shocked. He really didn't know what magic books could be used to stabilize the formation of hot weapons in this situation. He hurriedly pulled the Qianlijing to look at the battlefield!

Zhuang Lizhong saw the Taqibu cavalry that was raiding, and also saw the friendly Haizi Battalion being defeated from behind. He even heard the sound of the Hunan Army camp in front of him starting to attack. But he was used to this nervousness.

It was not by chance that he could always be Zhao Kuo's beloved general. This person was not as easy as Luo Qianjie to think too much. He was not as impatient as Xiaohoushu. From the moment he ran over from behind the Qing soldiers guards at the head of Shaozhou City with an explosive bag and ignited the explosive bag and jumped to the Qing soldiers camp at the head of the city, he learned how to deal with tension. No matter how nervous you are, you can't compare to the explosives in your waist, and then jumped to the enemy camp. So since then, he has been the commander of Zhao Kuo's guard of honor, and no one can take this honor away.

Faced with the cavalry enemy that seemed to have emerged from the underground, the 2008 Zhuang Lizhong gave the order and the drum beat of the military band was a little in a hurry. The soldiers of the Tianzi Camp immediately seemed to be possessed by ghosts. The arrogant and despised the fleeing Hunan Army disappeared immediately. They changed into weapons and machines like gears in the clock and watch. The Crusader Tianzi Camp immediately changed from the attacking front line formation to the infantry phalanx.

These soldiers in recent times formed a circular array (i.e., square array) of five rows of soldiers in a few minutes in the gap between Taqibu killing the Haizi Camp military band. The innermost row stood, three rows in the middle kneeled alternately, and the outermost group of people crouched on the ground almost crawling, with the bayonets in the outer circle thrusting outward to resist the raid of the horses, and the muzzles inside were aiming outward.

The square formation just appeared in the middle of the battlefield. The Taqibu Iron Cavalry, who had dispersed the right wing and the Haizi Camp, rushed over like a tide.

Zhuang Lizhong stood in the center of the phalanx, next to him, with his flag-holding soldiers close to him, and three blood-colored spear-like flags floated on his head, looking at the approaching Hunan cavalry. Zhuang Lizhong waved his saber and his voice was loud. But to the soldiers, it seemed that they didn't care, and the battalion commander shouted coldly: "Free Shoot!"

Suddenly, the hedgehog-like circular formation seemed to burst out of white smoke. Facing the cavalry swarmed in, loud noises immediately followed, and huge lead shots were shot at the Tatar knights.

At such a close distance, the two cavalrymen in front of Tachibu immediately turned over and fell off their horses, with bloody faces.

Looking at the huge hedgehog man wall suddenly appeared in front of him, made of such demon soldiers with bayonets and flesh, Taqibu was shocked and anxious, looking at him. With muskets constantly shooting down, he didn't know that the formation was a far formation, so he turned his horse's head. Suddenly, the fastest Hunan cavalry surrounded the circular formation, trying to find the weaknesses behind these demons.

Zhuang Lizhong's eyes were coldly swam around his round formation like a shark, and the Taqibu military flag was rotating. Flashes of white smoke flew up in front of him, arrows shot in, and axes were thrown in. Soldiers fell down in front of him. Zhuang Lizhong held the saber tightly and didn't care.

His flag-holding soldier screamed, and a small axe book was embedded in his forehead. He fell on his back in front of Zhuang Lizhong, but he couldn't let Zhao Kuo's beloved general look at him. Zhuang Lizhong just reached out to hold the military flag that almost fell down, and let it float firmly in the middle of the round formation.

Liu Dingqiang was the group of people crouching outside. They could hardly defend themselves in their semi-crawling posture. First, they could not fill ammunition at all, and second, they could not even pierce the bayonet. They just used their bodies as a pile book to fix the bayonet in their hands that stretched outwards.

Horses will not proactively ramm the obstacles unless you blindfold them, but Tachibu and their purpose is not to rush straight to the Crusader shooting line, but to disrupt their formation from behind. In this case, no one will blindfold the horse's urethra.

The horses themselves circled the bayonet formation, and endured the ruthless lead bullets of the crusaders behind them again and again.

Soon, on the way upstairs, Taqibu was circling around the gun array, and there was constant gunfire in the gun array, with white smoke above it, and horses and one Hunan army dead soldiers wailing outside the gun array, but the blood-colored three-spin flags in the sharp spear group in the middle of the formation were still flying.

Finally, a Hunan Army who witnessed his comrades being killed could no longer bear it. He held his horse's head and forced himself to stop in front of the bayonet formation. He leaned out his books, and shot the enemy's muskets two meters away, and killed the knife in his hand on the head of an enemy army outside the bayonet formation.

Three guns were fired, and all three lead tiles were shot away. The Hunan Army's knife slashed into the head of their company commander not far in front of Liu Dingqiang. Liu Dingqiang did not realize that his company commander had sacrificed. He just watched the whineful horse bent his limbs and close to the gun formation. The horse's tail almost swept to his nose.

Liu Dingqiang did not dare to stand up, otherwise he might have been accidentally injured by his brother. He gritted his teeth. In the posture of the toad lying on the ground, he held a spear in one hand and hit the bayonet immediately stabbed into the horse's belly.

Suddenly, the poor horse foamed at the mouth and fell to the edge of the gun formation with his master. The rider was thrown at the gun formation without any delay. He then turned over and wanted to stand up. No one could stab at the gun formation with all his strength in a toad-like posture.

But Liu Dingqiang in front of him was quick-eyed and fast-handed. He held the blood-stained rifle with one hand and stretched out the other hand. The lower front teeth were almost knocked on the butt and dropped the lower front teeth. The soldier who had practiced martial arts grabbed the other party's braid and pulled him to the mud again.

Immediately, the soldier who stabbed in front of him didn't care about the danger of being shot out of the back of his head. He howled and turned over and knelt down and shot into the guy's belly book. Under the latter's fierce struggle, the bayonet dragged out the whole floor of the book.

In the smell of the ground, Liu Dingqiang let go of the enemy's braid and continued to press his gun to defend the horses. At this time, the brother next to him who had just killed the enemy cried and cried to him: "Lu, he killed the company commander!"

"What!" Liu Dingqiang turned his head in shock and looked at it. He found that the Guangxi company captain, who was full of hatred by the new recruits, was lying not far away from him with blood on his head.

Suddenly, Liu Dingqiang's nose book was filled with a bitter aura: this Guangxi company commander was a veteran of the Taiping Army. He beat their recruits during training and broke a few stick books. They were afraid that he would hate him, but at this moment, he saw the old company commander who bravely led the battle to this moment lying in front of him. Liu Dingqiang suddenly wanted to cry.

For the first time, he found that he loved and respected this usually terrible and hateful Guangxi guy so much. They were all good brothers.

The brother next to him was already crying, and he cried and said, "Liu, the company commander is gone, you are the acting company commander..."

Liu Dingqiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly straightened his rifle bayonet and roared wildly: "Brothers! Get up! Don't let these dogs come in!" Tears were splashing in this murderous roar.

Responding to him was the same roar of tears: "Yes!"

Li Wenmao, who was holding a spear in front of them, was roaring like a bloody man, and shouted: "Brothers! The Crusaders behind are fighting for their lives! We can't lose our brothers! Our Sun and Moon Army is also a hero!"

Every time he yelled, the ground gun in his hand suddenly stabbed out. Every time, blood splattered everywhere. For the safety of the Crusaders behind, the Sun and Moon Army was bloodily blocking Gan Yong and Xiang who came out from reinforcements.

The shirtless Li Wenmao was already red-eyed. The right wing was defeated and felt severely guilty, which made him not intend to turn back. He wanted to kill! He would kill until the Hunan Army's camp and enter the enemy camp, so that he could clear his mistakes!

The gang soldiers followed the blood-like chief general and howled and fought with the Ganyong Xiang Army, sprinting forward. Although they were second-class soldiers with pitiful salary, they had never done anything except to form gangs to bully the weak, although they had never seen a real brigade except to rank seniors and make straw sandals after joining the army, although they had shaken the flags and scared the Qing soldiers when they besieged Guangzhou, although they had no other ability except to bully the gentry in the Qing country, although they had only faced the Eight Banners Green Camp soldiers who had no soul to see them before, although their training and experience were not as good as the Hunan Army, although they were scared to the Hunan Army yesterday, in front of the Qing enemies, in front of the bloody bayonet charge of the crusaders, under the leadership of their gods who came down to earth and bravely, they roared and attacked any Braided Shu Army in front. At this moment, they were the brigades.

Even the Hunan Army was in Ganyongli, and they watched helplessly as the military flags were raised, and the long-haired commander, who was like a bare-handed killer, went to kill, and slashed the generals and seized the flag. Under his hideous face, under his terrifying howl, he seemed to have a halo on his body. The arrow aimed at him would shoot, and the bird gun that lit the fuse at his chest would get stuck. The Hunan soldier Li Mingchang watched helplessly as the commander held the bloody sun and moon flag in one hand and the carriage gun in the other.

Ganyong was not as good as the Hunan Army and could hardly resist it. The group of Jiangxi men began to escape from the enemy, and this was the beginning of the collapse.

The commander behind the Hunan Army saw this dangerous sign. They beat the drums of war and ordered a fierce attack to repel the Sun and Moon Army that was coming out of nowhere, and welded the central army with the cavalry and elite infantry led by the commander Taqibu in front, so as to wipe out the monster army and the Sun and Moon Army in front of them in one fell swoop!

The sword in the hand of the powerful general Zhao Wenluan pointed at the shirtless "killing god" sitting on the horse, and shouted: "Zhao family, follow me! Cut off the enemy's head, make great contributions! Avenge our brothers!"

After years of research, Lord Brick found that those who invested 12,000 yuan were all unlucky people!

Investing 3,000 and 6,000 are all great good people!
Chapter completed!