The maximum range of the m2 machine gun is 2,500 meters, so when the unique "dong dong" sounded in the valley, the Ming army, which retreated a few hundred meters away, still suffered a major blow.

The dense queues on the mountain road were instantly knocked out of a bloody alley, with people tilted up and horses, and their limbs dancing around.

Humans cannot react to this kind of bullet with a speed of milliseconds. So it was not until a few seconds later that the human bodies and blood that were knocked away in front woke up the people in the back team from the shock.

After a loud scream, the cavalry began to pull the horse and turn around, and the mountain road suddenly fell into chaos, so more people were penetrated by bullets.

This round of machine gun strike, including the time of adjusting aiming in the middle, took only half a minute to complete, and used up 100 12.7mm armor-piercing bullets.

Half a minute later, the valley returned to peace, and all the Ming army hid behind a corner a mile away. However, two or three hundred dead and wounded people, as well as fragments and horse corpses everywhere in the mountain road where the horse team was staying.

Zuo Liangyu, whose hair was disheveled and half of her face was covered with blood, held Shan Yan with one hand, and exposed her head around the corner. She looked at the flesh and flesh alley in front of her in disbelief, her eyes full of horror.

During the terrifying 30 seconds just now, although Zuo Liangyu was lucky enough to not eat peanuts, the horse under his crotch was broken, causing him to fall to the ground and cut his face by stone slicing.

After that, with the support of his personal soldiers, he rolled and climbed to the corner of the mountain, and walked through the rain of bullets and experienced the daily life of later generations of soldiers.

Zuo Liangyu, who was not feeling the blood dripping down his face, looked at the corpses of the Ming army that were as broken as the Tartars and lying all over the road, and he completely figured out a puzzle: how did the Tartars die under the city?

"What kind of weapon is this? Is the Franchise? How can it be so fierce?"

No one can answer Zuo Liangyu's question. This kind of cannon is not like a cannon, a gun is not like a gun, and a fantasy weapon that is as fast as lightning has completely exceeded the cognition of the Ming army.

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After seeing the Ming army disappearing in a mess in the corner of the mountain, the crowd crossed the city wall and looked at each other and left Qian Tieshan to take charge, while the rest of the people retreated.

Then the people who had just run back to the city from the south gate were released and began to continue their promising meat-dish factory work.

This time, the people went out with great confidence. After seeing the bastards and the officials were beaten to pieces just now, the people knew that the army on the top of the city was willing to support them, so now this group of people is not afraid.

The situation was so weird that the stalemate was stalemate. The soldiers on the city changed their guards on time and were ready to shoot at any time. The people under the city beheaded and carried their heads and worked hard. The Ming army in the distance hid behind the mountain and did not dare to step over the line.

This situation continued until the arrival of the Ming army.

At 4:50 p.m., Zuo Liangyu's immediate superior Cao Wenzhao, and even Ma Shilong, who led tens of thousands of central infantry, rushed to the ground one after another.

"What is the reason? Block our army on the mountain road. Don't deceive me. Summon it from the beginning to the 15th day of the 15th day of the official!"

Ma Shilong, with a big cake face and beard, sat on a big mountain rock, holding a horse whip in his hand, wearing a big red official robe, and a lion-pump embroidered on his chest, was questioning Zuo Liangyu who was kneeling in front of him, and stood beside him with deputy generals from all walks of life who came to serve the king.

"After the strategy, Bei Zhi led the team to this point, he inexplicably encountered cannons shooting at the top of the city, which broke the brothers."

Ma Shilong stretched out his left arm and pointed to the flesh-and-blood alley not far away and asked in disbelief: "For no reason, you are still under the banner and fired a cannon on the top of the city?"

"Maybe the southern army does not recognize the banner of my officers and soldiers."

Since Ma Shilong was young, he has served as the guerrilla guerrilla, general of Santun camp, general of Shanhaiguan, etc. It can be said that Ma Huihui's military career was basically dealing with the sludge in western Liaoning.

So when he saw the ** in front of him talking hesitantly and did not dare to answer the question head-on, Ma Shilong used the soles of his feet to know that there was something wrong with it.

So Lao Ma stopped talking and looked up to admire the dead trees and wild ridges.

After a while, Ma Shilong's personal captain slipped over and muttered in the ear of the general.

"Come, cut it."

After listening to the inside information, Ma Shilong's face was not turbulent. He looked like I knew it, waved his hand and ordered someone to hold Zuo Liangyu, so he was ready to chop off his head.

The next moment, it seemed as if they had made an appointment in advance. The generals of Guanning, including Cao Wenzhao and Zu Dashou, bowed their fists and said good things, and protected Zuo Liangyu.

With a sneer, Ma Shilong still looked calm, and seemed to be tired of the routine: "Well, let's save you a life for the time being."

Speaking of this, Ma Shilong whipped it hard, leaving a whip mark on Zuo Liangyu's intact half of his face: "You can't call me from the truth?"

After being beaten to a whip that had never happened in history, Zuo Liangyu knew that if he didn't tell the truth, no one would protect him for the second time. So he was dejected and honestly told the murder that happened just now because of steamed buns...human heads.

Ma Shilong, who had already known the general situation, began to ask carefully and asked the firepower, troops, and the details on the city.

"This is a proud man with weapons!"

After asking, Ma Shilong stood up, pondered with his hands behind his back, turned his head and said, "You can hold my banner and knock on the gate."

Although Zuo Liangyu's left face was bloody and his right face was swollen, after hearing Ma Shilong's words, his whole face turned green and his messenger just now was beaten to death at the city.

However, it is difficult to violate the military order. Ma Shilong is now a martial arts master who holds Shangfang Sword and has basically reached the peak of the Ming Dynasty warriors. Today, Ma Shilong, although it is stressful and difficult to cut a general on the spot, he, Zuo Liangyu, is a small Dusi. If he dares to disobey his life, the gods will not be able to save him!

So Zuo Liangyu had to smear his face, hold Ma Shilong's flag, and slowly walk towards Santun Camp under the gaze of thousands of Ming troops.

Along the way, he passed by the corpses of his subordinates, and then passed by the Tartars' heads, and finally passed by the messenger's corpses under the city. Zuo Liangyu, who was sweating all over the head, didn't know how he came to the city of Santunying.

Standing in front of the suspension bridge and looking at the knight slowly sailing out of the south gate, Zuo Liangyu finally breathed a sigh of vigor: It seems that his life was saved.

Three people wearing earth-brown flower clothes came.

Although the people who came were dressed strangely and had no armor on their bodies, there were thousands of Tartars and hundreds of dead bodies from the Ming army as endorses. Now no one dared to underestimate these people who looked like beggars.

"The last general Zuo Liangyu and the deputy general Ma came to knock on the gate."

"Oh, you are Zuo Liangyu!"

Seeing the burly man opposite him showing a playful smile on his face, and he seemed to be very familiar with him, Zuo Liangyu blinked, but didn't understand.

After saying something unreasonable, Qian Tieshan stopped fighting and turned to the main thing: "I know your purpose. When I go back, I tell Ma Jingluo that General Cao was injured when he was fighting with the Tartars a few days ago, and it is not convenient to see guests now."

Qian Tieshan said this without any shame: "It's too late now, and the guards are tight. Who knows if there are any Tartars coming to grab the head again... It's better to wait for tomorrow morning and invite Lord Ma to discuss matters."

"I'm afraid this is not suitable, right?"

Zuo Liangyu was already stupid.

He never expected that there was such a crazy thing in advance: a deputy general dared to ask the general to command the general to serve the kings and horses outside the city to wait for a night before meeting?

It was like the army commander blocking the army commander who came to inspect outside the defense zone. It had completely lost all the superiors and inferiors, and it was almost like a rebellion!

However, Qian Tieshan didn't pay attention to Zuo Liangyu's words at all, and continued on his own: "I warn you not to make any trouble at night. On this road in front of the city, small teams are now allowed to go on. If there are any abnormal movements of soldiers and horses, the gun will not be eye-catching!"

After saying that, Qian Tieshan pulled the reins and turned around and left, leaving Zuo Liangyu standing foolishly under the city, unable to figure it out.

The time travelers are so domineering, not because they have Tartars on hand, but because they have other reasons that are not easy to talk about, delaying time.

Of course, this kind of action will definitely be interpreted by the generals of the Ming Dynasty as domineering, but the time travelers don’t care, or in other words, this is exactly what they want.

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After Zuo Liangyu returned helplessly, he told Ma Shilong about Qian Tieshan's words, and then he swears that he did not change a word.

At this moment, Ma Shilong was still sitting on the big stone, but he had an extra bullet collected from the corpse in his hand.

Ignoring Zuo Liangyu, Lao Ma selected a deformed warhead from his palm. Taking advantage of the afterglow of the sunset, he looked carefully at the layer of copper-plated quilt on the outer side of the warhead, then nodded and said, "He is a rich man."

Speaking of this, he stood up and looked around: "There is probably a reason why he doesn't let him enter the city. I'm still healthy and I'm not afraid of sleeping for a night. Let's arrange it for each of them."

Although the generals around him were a little surprised by Lao Ma Mianru's attitude, no one jumped out to pretend to be a fool. Now everyone knows that there is a group of killing gods in Santun Camp. Do you jump out to die?

As for the arrogant and domineering General Cao, because of the many Tartars, this level is already very high, several floors. No matter what dirty things there are with the boss, it must be solved in the court, and it has nothing to do with everyone.

So with the order from Lao Ma, three thousand cavalry and tens of thousands of infantry began to set up camp in the mountain road.

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves rumbling on the mountain road east of Santunying came again... Lao Sun came.

Lao Suntou, who held the "Sun" banner high behind him, came from Yongping with the veteran Zhu Mei, and almost broke the old bones of Lao Suntou.

After finally reaching the ground, in the golden light of the setting sun, Lao Sun was also stunned when he saw the long corpse road and piles of people in front of Santunying City?

Fortunately, Lao Ma on the opposite side discovered Lao Suntou in time, so Lao Ma rode his horse himself, fearing that the city would misunderstand and shoot him again, so he only brought one personal soldier and rushed over over the road to death.

Then Lao Sun saw his close comrade-in-arms Ma Huihui. After hearing what happened under the city, he was shocked on the spot: A deputy general, who dared not take the boss seriously with a little Tartar at hand and didn't even let the door in? Santun Camp is not your Cao family!

However, Lao Sun only got angry for two minutes, and then he was discouraged. Lao Sun came from Yongping, so he knew better than Lao Ma how many Tartars were in the hands of the time travelers. That seemed to be arrogant, as if the two old men could not do anything to the Cao surnamed?

That night, the Grand Secretary and Wu Jingluo were resting in the tents on the left and right sides of the Santun Camp. A deputy general, who was a little-known man, slept soundly on the Babu bed in the back house of the General's Mansion after eating the barbecue, like a child.
Chapter completed!