Behind the three rows of riflemen, they waved their sabers and shouted,"Shoot!"
The messenger loudly relayed the order.
A hundred and fifty meters away from the rebel soldiers, flames spewed out from the gun barrel, and smoke rose up. Three million and eight hundred thousand bullets were fired at the two thousand old rebel soldiers. The old thieves were like wheat that had been cut down, falling one by one. In an instant, they had lost more than 300 soldiers.
The old thieves had never seen such firepower before. They were stunned for a few seconds before turning around to escape!
How could Li Zhi let them go? He shouted,
"Shoot!"
Bullets pierced through the backs of the deserters, killing them on the battlefield.
"Shoot!"
After three rounds of firing, nearly a thousand old bandits had already fallen to the ground. The 2,000 old bandits that had gone up against Li Zhi were only left with 1,000 soldiers. They were no longer an army, and like scattered sand, they threw away their helmets and armor and fled north.
In just a few minutes, they had defeated the two thousand soldiers that the bandits had deployed. Zu Kuan couldn't see the situation over there, but he knew that the flag had collapsed the moment it met Lin Feng's flag.
The rebel soldiers that he had transferred over were defeated? So fast? These elite old thieves had almost killed him, but he was actually dealt with in such a short time.
Lin Feng was a Divine Soldier?
The Vanguard Selection Camp and the Clash Camp continued to press towards the east side of the bandits. The raiders were helpless, and they withdrew another five thousand men from the frontal battle, shouting as they charged forward.
These 5,000 people were the rebel soldiers who were inside. They were originally facing the troops of Shanhaiguan's deputy general, Li Zhenzhen, who was already suffocating. Li Zhenzhen led his 3,000 men to retreat as they fought. They had already retreated 200 to 300 meters. If Li Zhenzhen retreated any further, the entire eastern front would be penetrated by the raiders.
Li Zhenzhen was secretly worried. He shouted loudly for the soldiers to charge forward and hold them back.
If the raiders broke through the front line from here and caused the entire battle to collapse, the Prime Minister would definitely not let him off easily. However, the combat strength of the raiders was really extraordinary. Li Zhenzhen vaguely felt that he could not hold on for much longer.
Then, Jun came. Not long after, the 5,000 people in front of him were taken away. With this sudden attack, Li Zhenzhen immediately averted the danger. There were no enemies in front of him. Li Zhenzhen looked gratefully at Lin Feng's flag and shouted loudly as he rushed forward. He led his troops to press forward for a few hundred meters, cutting off the east wing of the bandits and surrounding the remaining soldiers in the east wing.
Lu Xiangsheng was fighting in the middle of the battlefield, so he could not see the situation on the east side clearly. However, he clearly felt that the enemy's east wing's strength had weakened after Lin Feng arrived. He was overjoyed and changed his tactics, leading the army to the east, trying to crush the rebel soldiers on the east.
Although Gao Yingxiang and Li Zicheng had transferred 5,000 people from Li Zhenzhen to fight Li Zhi, how could these 5,000 exhausted bandits be a match for the Spear Selection Group's musketeers? These rebel soldiers were already very tired. They couldn't even run fast. How could they break through the Forbidden Death Zone two hundred meters in front of the Vanguard Selection Camp? Moreover, the morale of these five thousand old bandits had already reached its limit, just like the government troops. They would collapse if they suffered a slight blow.
"Shoot!"
At a distance of 200 meters, 380 bullets shot out from the flames, shooting at the old thieves who had done many evil deeds. They mercilessly drilled into their bodies and ended their fragile lives.
The 300 old thieves fell to the ground one after another after the gunshots, unable to get up again.
"Shoot!"
With a gunshot, an old thief was hit in the left eye. Blood spurted out of the eye and the old thief lost his life.
An old thief was hit in the right abdomen while running. The mini bullet spun and tore open his skin. Because the force was not uniform when it entered his body, the bullet spun irregularly in his right abdomen, crushing his right kidney and intestines, turning these fragile organs into a pile of meat paste. Five seconds after he was shot, he spat out blood and fell to the ground.
At a distance of 170 meters, another 380 mm rifle fired. It was like a massacre. Three hundred and twenty old thieves fell to the ground. The old thieves didn't dare to run. They slowed down their steps, hoping that other thieves would rush in front of them and help them block the bullets.
However, everyone thought so. In the end, everyone slowed down their pace.
"Shoot!"
At a distance of 150 meters, the Vanguard Selection Group opened fire again.
Jiang Chong, who was already considered a veteran, aimed at an old thief leader and calmly pressed the trigger. With a crisp gunshot, sparks and smoke appeared from the muzzle and the bolt of the Mini Rifle. The old thief leader in front of him clutched his right chest in pain and spat out blood.
Jiang Chong subconsciously stroked the stubble on his chin, a little proud.
After three rounds of battle, nearly a thousand rebel soldiers had fallen to the ground. The remaining 4,000 rebel soldiers were defeated. They were no longer able to continue fighting. They howled and left the battlefield, fleeing north.
During the process of escaping, the old thieves had to endure the firepower of the conflict group, and more than 6,000 people were knocked down.
The Vanguard Selection Group dealt with another group of enemies and pressed towards the east side of the raiders.
Zu Kuan had just escaped the encirclement of the rebel soldiers and returned to his main force. He rode on his horse and looked around the battlefield.
Zu Kuan's troops were at the easternmost wing of the battle line. He saw the vanguard selection group coming from the east.
On the northwest side of the Vanguard Selection Group, out of the five thousand old bandits who had attacked them, only three thousand remained. They left corpses on the ground and fled further north in panic, abandoning their armor and helmets. Lin Feng's soldiers were bathed in a thick black mist as they marched towards the remaining soldiers of the eastern wing.
In the time it took to make a cup of tea, Tianjin's army had killed more than a thousand bandits and defeated five thousand? What kind of concept was this?
Zu Kuan had been fighting in the north and south for decades, but he had never encountered such a fierce army.
He was shocked and thought to himself that if he won this battle, it would be a great achievement!
Li Zhenzhen was pressuring the remaining soldiers of the east wing of the bandits when he suddenly saw the five thousand soldiers who had turned to fight were defeated. The flags of the 5,000 soldiers were originally raised high and were heading east to welcome them. However, in the time it took to brew a cup of tea, all the flags fell. Looking at the fallen flags, Li Zhenzhen knew that these soldiers had been defeated.
Li Zhenzhen was extremely shocked. One had to know that he was a deputy general, and he had been suppressed by these five thousand soldiers until he could not breathe. A defensive force could defeat these five thousand people in a short period of time.
To what extent did he have to be brave to do this? Even Grandfather Qi's Qi Family Army probably didn't have such combat strength. Were the soldiers of Tianjin a divine weapon that descended to the mortal world?
Li Zhenzhen stood on the battlefield and looked at the flag of the Vanguard Selection Camp. He was a little stunned. Victory!
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