The thief who led the team was bringing people out for the first time, and when he saw the current situation, he immediately panicked and his hands trembled.
"Three-in-command, what do you think," a thief with a slightly calm face rushed to the leader of the group and asked.
The three masters looked around and said, "Withdraw, quickly withdraw" and "Oh, good" After replying, the inquiring thief immediately put his finger in his mouth and whistled, and the shrill whistle was of different lengths, like a trumpet.
The surviving thieves retreated in obedience, and at that moment a row of black figures stood on the top of the hillside of the camp, and before they could see clearly, a rain of arrows began to fall in the sky.
"Find cover, find cover" The three masters will be much more profitable, and without waiting for their subordinates to ask, they raised their voices and shouted.
The camp was bombed in chaos, there were fires everywhere, black smoke billowed out, where to find cover in such a scene.
The first rain of arrows knocked down dozens of bandits in an instant, and the screams in the camp were extinguished, and even the few lights in the villages not far away were extinguished, and the whole Zhuangzi was shrouded in night.
The shouts of the three masters lasted only two or three sentences, and a black arrow feather pierced through his neck, and his body fell into the fire behind him.
Seeing this, the thief who was guarding the "three masters" next to him shouted angrily, and the three masters who fell had already burned, and in a moment they became a burning man, and they could no longer move forward.
"It's time for the cavalry to come here."
Long Yu muttered in his mouth.
"Listen to the sound of horses' hooves, it's a rabble."
Ye Wenhao pursed his lips and said.
"SS company, get on the horse," the company shouted loudly, drew the saber at his waist, and the hundred or so people standing quietly in front of him jumped on the black horse beside him, and after a neat sound of drawing the sword, the bright cold light was shining, and the SS company followed behind the company commander, and the wind went around the hill and rushed towards the village.
The Kuru people with the arrow god team are all over the sides of the hill, with the help of the terrain two or three meters high, holding Zhu Wuzi in his hand is a burst of strong shooting, Zhu Wuzi's rate of fire is much faster than a general bow and crossbow, in an instant, each Kuru people shot more than a dozen arrows, the camp was in a firelight, but the thieves who could find cover were in the minority, most of them became bright targets, many people finally ran to the edge of the camp, a fierce man pierced over, but was bounced back by the air, and then, on the body " Puff puff".
"Enchantment, it's enchantment" Seeing that he was about to escape, he suddenly found that all of them had turned into turtles in the urn, and the thieves shouted in panic and ran around, but they couldn't even see the shadow of the enemy, and there were arrows flying everywhere.
Chill carried a bed crossbow on his shoulder, and his tower-like body stood up, and fired at the underground camp in a flurry of fire, a small bed crossbow the size of a four-person table, and the crossbow arrows used were similar to spears, but only half the length of spears.
The other nine golden mastiffs also stood there with a bed crossbow on their shoulders, frantically firing crossbow arrows downward, shooting wherever there were many people, and the whole camp was full of screams, and the arrows that counterattacked sporadically were also fluttering and had no strength at all.
The cavalry who were hiding in the threshing floor knew that something had happened, leading the team was a middle-aged man, with a red turban wrapped around his head, with a violent face, the horses urged, shouted and then roared out, and the remaining cavalry rushed out with a strange scream, like a mountain torrent rushing, a snow-capped mountain bursting out, when the cavalry of more than 400 people crossed the slope, the villagers who were hiding in the house felt the ground shake.
The SS members of the company carried the mounted rifles hanging on their horses with one hand, and the black cavalry guns only had a little cold light from the tip of the spear, like a star left in the mortal world in this dark night.
When the two cavalry collided together, it was like a bull colliding, and after a muffled "bang", dozens of people in the thief cavalry were directly provoked by the cavalry spear on the side of the company commander.
The two teams of cavalry roared past, and no one on the side of the company commander fell from his horse, and among the thieves cavalry, there were a hundred and ten cavalrymen who were missing, and when I looked around, there were some black shadows struggling on the roofs and roads on both sides.
A hint of a smile on the corner of the commander's mouth, the cavalry collided in the dark night, there was no promise of firelight, just by the moonlight, these thieves actually ran to a company commander they were 100 meters away only to find that someone rushed over, in a hurry, most of the thieves were so frightened that they went to the reins, and a company commander they really collided hard, after the collision, whether in terms of personnel quality or equipment quality, it was a company commander who had an absolute advantage.
The black horses rushed to the slope behind the village, a company of long horses flicked their heads, the whole cavalry began to turn around in an orderly manner, accelerated, galloped, and collided again, the cavalry of the thief regiment was stunned by this collision, this kind of tactics they had never heard of, in their eyes, it was just the infantry on horse, how could they understand what the real cavalry was, and the SS received the most orthodox military training, the cavalry tactics were naturally familiar, although the number was at a disadvantage, But the first wave of the charge boosted morale.
When the commander of the company who turned around rushed over again, the thieves and cavalry ran forward directly, and no one turned around at all, and the commander of the company was naturally happy like this, and after hanging up the cavalry gun, he shouted: "Throw the gun, prepare" The SS members hung up the cavalry gun in their hands one after another, and pulled out the throwing gun hanging on the other side of the horse, which was half thinner and half shorter than the riding gun.
There was a sound of "throwing" and "hulala" breaking through the air, and the thieves were still struggling to run with their horses' buttocks, and with a "poof", the tip of a gun protruded from his chest, and then the person lost consciousness.
This round of gun projection actually knocked off the dozens of people hanging behind the thief cavalry.
The leader of the thief cavalry shouted: "Brothers, let's go back with the brothers in front and kill them together" He shouted, and everyone suddenly had a direction and ran towards the entrance of the village.
Long Yu and their camp was a few hundred meters away from the village, for the galloping cavalry, it didn't take much time, and after these thief cavalry shrunk their necks and chanted Amitofu in their hearts to avoid the cold gun overhead, they suddenly found that in the camp, the black-clothed people were like a messed sand table, falling horizontally and vertically, and then looking up, on the hills behind the camp, there were black shadows that could not see their faces clearly, and the sound of "whooshing" broke the air, and the people who listened to it were shocked.
"Teng" sound, the head of the thief cavalry and the horse slammed into the front of the camp gate, the horse's head directly hit the side, the man with the red turban was thrown out, crashed into the empty night sky, only to see the empty place, like the water surface fluctuations, the man bounced away again, "Teng" sound, the man was stopped by the waist and bounced on a big tree on the side, the sound of bones breaking was crisp like fried beans.
The SS members of the second company also hula all got on their horses, and a black wind swept out from behind the hill again, and the bright riding spears stabbed at the chaotic thieves and cavalry, and the subsequent company also chased over, and the two hundred SS wrapped the remaining three hundred or so thief cavalry in the center like dumplings, and the two companies rushed against the horses, like double scissors, and swept away the messy thieves for a while, and the fallen ones were again.
The thieves and cavalry have already begun to run away, the leader was knocked into the life and death of the unknown, there is no restraint, how can they not run when they are frightened, after the initial rout here, one or two companies together and then rushed to kill for a while, the thieves left dozens of bodies, one or two hundred rout soldiers rode horses and cried and fled to the wilderness, it was late at night, and the terrain here was relatively open, and the company had to give up the pursuit, led the team to run back, spared a circle, and surrounded the whole camp.
"How is it" A man with a hat and straw walked down from the second floor, and in the black living room on the first floor, there were more than a dozen men squatting.
The man who came down from the second floor seemed to be frightened, his lips trembled, and he didn't say anything for a while, making the waiting group of people anxious.
An old man with a white beard asked anxiously, "Ah Sheng, what is going on, what do you say?"
The man called Ah Sheng squatted down in despair and muttered, "Village chief, we're in trouble" "What, what do you mean by this, you make it clear" The old man asked sharply with a cane, and there were more than a dozen people, just he sat there alone.
"Village chief, village chief, it's not good" From the stairs on the second floor, a young man ran down, dressed like Na Sheng, and a dozen people squatting on the first floor immediately shouted: "What's wrong, what's wrong" "They are defeated, village chief, let's run away quickly, clean them up, those outsiders will definitely not let us go, those outsiders don't blink an eye when they kill people" The young man jumped to his feet and croaked.
The village chief was stunned, the crutches in his hand were thrown aside, his thin body was crooked, his head was drooped to the side, and he fainted.
"Childe, it's almost."
Kaba ran over and said.
Long Yu stood up and patted the soil on his buttocks, Ye Wenhao immediately couldn't wait to get up, and with a few big strides, he went up to the top of the hill, looking at it, he was so shocked that his mouth was wide open, and he didn't know what to say
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