Chapter 255 Please Bless the Bodhisattva, Make Mr. Fang's Hysteria Better

As the gunpowder smoke cleared, Fang Xing looked at the Asura field in front of him, and coldly swung his saber and said, "Every unit should be assembled! Forward!"

"Master, the enemy army has moved!"

At this time, Xin Laoqi, who had been a bystander in this battle, pointed to the front and said.

Fang Xing had already seen it, and the remaining one hundred Walas shouted in despair, rushing frantically to the front of the formation.

Xin Laoqi felt that this number of people could be easily killed. Even the musketeers raised their heads proudly and looked at the enemy contemptuously through the opening of the visor.

But Fang Xing shook his head and said, "After three rounds, I want the spearman to come forward!"

Xin Laoqi was stunned, and Wang He even woke up from the ecstasy just now, and asked wonderingly: "Mr. Fang, our army has won this battle, will it be possible to use spearmen..."

Fang Xing said coldly, "I'm afraid there will be casualties, right?"

Wang He nodded desperately, he was thinking about how he would write a victory memorial and send it to the king quickly after the battle.

Except for a dozen or so unlucky people who were shot in the arms and legs by arrows today, there were no casualties at all.

This is a great victory!

Report that I, Wang He, can also show my face in front of His Majesty, maybe I can leave this damned place and return to the place of fame and fortune in the palace.

As for Zheng He, the model eunuchs, and others, Wang He felt that it was impossible for him to reach that height in his entire life.

so! It's better to be content and happy.

"Today we are only facing more than a hundred Walas,

But when the armies clash, tens of thousands of enemies are coming towards us, and the casualties of our army who have not cooperated will be even greater! "

Fang Xing made up his mind firmly, so he started the arrangement.

"Beep beep!"

"Beep beep!"

"Beep beep!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After three rounds of shooting, there were only more than fifty enemies left in front of them.

But these Oirats, who were still shocked and desperate by this wave of blows just now, resolutely launched a desperate charge.

Seeing this scene, Aslan couldn't help sighing, "Sure enough, he's still a Wala!"

How can the Wala people beat the crap out of Alutai?

Why did the Oirats dare to provoke Daming with tens of thousands of cavalry?

Without him! Relying on this bloody courage!

When this kind of bloody bravery is shown in this way, no one dares to be unmoved, including the formation of the Ming army.

"What a brave Oirat!"

Xin Laoqi admired that he viewed this decisive attack from the perspective of a warrior.

And Wang He said blankly: "Aren't they afraid of death?"

Only Fang Xing looked on coldly, and said indifferently: "The other hero, my enemy, they are indeed very brave, so let them die."

"On the bayonet!"

After yelling, Fang Xing put the whistle in his mouth, and when the enemy rushed to fifty meters, he still didn't blow the whistle.

"Crack! Crack..."

Although he didn't understand why Fang Xing didn't order a volley, the soldiers still loaded the bayonets according to the drill code.

Xin Laoqi clenched the knife in his hand tightly. Once the first row was broken through, he had to take the lead in rushing in and kill all the intruding enemies.

But Wang He clasped his hands together, and said in a low voice: "Please bless the Bodhisattva, let Mr. Fang's hysteria be better..."

Although he was afraid, Wang He insisted on staying behind Fang Xing after praying, holding the handle of the knife with his right hand, thinking that he could save Fang Xing's life in a critical moment.

Forty meters!

Thirty meters!

The enemy did not draw his bow!

If you want to hit the target while running at high speed, you really need someone at the level of a carving player to do it.

So instead of shooting arrows indiscriminately, it is better to hack a path with a saber!

The sound of horseshoes was deafening, the cavalrymen on horseback had hideous faces, and all the sergeants were waiting for Fang Xing's order.

But Fang Xing's order never came...

Twenty meters away, this is a distance that can already raise a saber and cut off the enemy's neck in the next moment!

The sergeants in the first row were a little uneasy, but the memory of the usual big sticks told them...

Anyone who dares to move around at this time will be punished with a stick!

But the horseshoe is about to step on our heads!

Why hasn't Mr. Fang's order come yet?

Could it be...

"Beep..."

Just when everyone was panicking, a long whistle sounded.

This is……

It was just a moment of confusion, and then the sergeants in the first row turned their backs and quickly backed away.

Are they going to use the Tianling Cap to bear our horseshoes?

At the same time as the Oirats were surprised, there was a burst of ecstasy!

Can we break through these lines of defense?

Although he was attacking with the belief that he must die, when there was hope for life, no one would refuse, and no one would not work hard.

"Rush over! Trample them to death!"

The Thousand Household Officer of Wala roared with bright eyes, even if he would be punished if he went back, maybe it would be better to live!

But when this ecstasy just rose, the defense line of the Ming army exposed due to the retreat of the Musketeers was different.

A long spear was stabbed obliquely on the ground, and the two soldiers supported the barrel of the gun with all their strength, looking at the cavalry who was rushing towards them with bloodshot eyes.

Ru Lin's spear was aimed squarely at the enemy, and when the horse collided unstoppably, there was a crash and a long neigh.

"Papa..."

A huge impact hit the tip of the spear, and then that force was transmitted, and the spear was bowed sharply, breaking immediately.

"puff!"

The spearmen in the first row were instantly blown away by five people, and blood spurted out in mid-air.

Xin Laoqi couldn't hold back and wanted to go forward, but Fang Xing stopped him.

The Wala man on horseback was suffocated by the charge, and the man also flew out, and was strung into a gourd by the spear behind him.

That Qianhu couldn't stop the charge at the back, and collided with the horse in front of him, and fell off the horse immediately.

The spearmen in the first row lost as many as twelve people. This was because the formation of the Oirats was too narrow. Otherwise, the loss would be really unpredictable.

Looking at the remaining dozen or so Oirats, Fang Xing raised his Tang Saber and slashed down casually...

"The bayonet comes forward!"

Then he didn't even look at it, turned around and said to Xin Lao Qi: "Lao Qi, call for the treatment of the wounded and sick, and ask the civilian husband to clean the battlefield..."

"Kill!"

Fang Xing hadn't finished explaining, but there was a burst of shouts from Kexing and the castle. He looked over suspiciously, and said casually, "I thought there was no one inside, why did you come out now?"

The taste in these words was wrong, Wang He immediately said: "Mr. Fang, please rest assured, the enemy army has been completely wiped out, and no one can take away the credit!"

Fang Xing nodded, and rode his horse over.

Seeing musketeers in the distance wiping out the remnants of the enemy with their bayonets, the three of them stood there dumbfounded. After a long time, Aslan sighed, "Ming people are fierce. When I go back, I will let..."

"Who are you waiting for?"

Before Aslan finished expressing his views, more than ten black figures suddenly appeared beside him.

Startled, Aslan touched his waist, where his beloved saber was located. He is confident that with a knife in his hand, none of these people can stop him.

His two companions were also quietly preparing to resist, but at this moment, someone in the shadows suddenly shouted: "Raise your hands, raise them higher, or I will shoot you into hedgehogs!"

This is Mongolian, and Aslan's body trembled, and the hand that had just touched the handle of the knife could no longer move, because the shadows on the opposite side were all holding something.

Crossbow!

When the two sides were in a stalemate, someone in the shadow lit a torch, and both sides saw the opposite side clearly.

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