Chapter 1932

The short -haired musket was brought about by the recently supported materials supported by Beijing. Song Yingxing took a large number of artisans from the Ministry of Industry to work overtime to make a total of five hundred. Li Chen left five beside Li Chen himself.

In addition to the ten, all the others are allocated to Wu Qingcang for allocation.

And Wu Qingcang was also generous. After realizing the power of this stuff, he waved his hand and took Su Pingbei three hundred.

Su Pingbei has not only carried 300 short -hairing muskets, but also nearly two thousand ordinary original muskets, as well as three Daqin gods each.

In this way, plus ammunition, almost all the firearms inventory consumed most of the firearms.

Although it is huge, the effect is also amazing.

The first bullet fired by Su Pingbei was in the chest of Yelu Chengkong. The average bullets of marbles carried the huge momentum under the driving of gunpowder. Under such a short distance, its power was not Yelu Chengkong at all.

The armor on the body could be defended, not only to tear the armor directly, but also exploded a large bowl of wounds in Yelu Chengkong's chest.

Blood and minced meat flipped with broken armor. Black and red are mixed with white. It is no longer clear what it is. Behind Yelu Chengkong, the bullet is penetrated with huge energy.

Blood stains splaced on the ground, and Su Pingbei could even see the scene of his back from the hole in Yelu Chengkong's chest.

The shocking damage effect and unparalleled power shocked Su Pingbei, the initiator of Su Pingbei.

And Yelu Chengkong also stared at his eyes, standing in place.

Everything happened too fast, so that Yelheng was still beating unprecedentedly that the heart that provided energy to the whole body with energy exploded in the following seconds. His body and brain had not responded.

He stared at his eyes and stared at Su Pingbei and his short musket in his hands. At this moment, no one knew what Yelu Chengkong was thinking, and no one could understand how much his eyes contained.

mood.

Opening my mouth, it seemed to want to say something, but after the heart was broken, the blood was flowing against the blood, and the pink blood foam with foam was full of foam.

In the end, he just sent two meaningless syllables from his throat.

Su Pingbei stepped forward, bent over and picked up a sword from the ground, his eyes were calm, and Yelu Chengkong's head was cut off with a knife.

Holding Yelu Chengkong's head in his hand, watching Yelu Chengkong's headless corpse fell to the ground heavily, there was no mercy and unbearable on the face of Su Pingbei.

This is the battlefield, there is no right or wrong, only life and death and victory.

Raise Yelu Cheng's head high in high ground, and Su Pingbei yelled with all his strength: "Yelu Chengkong is dead, the Liao Army is captured!"

The roar was like Hu Xiaoshan forest, and the surrounding battlefields were wiped.

No matter how brave soldiers, when they saw that their Lord died, they would be chaotic.

When Qin Jun saw this, he shouted "Yelu Chengkong's dead" in his mouth, one by one, like playing chicken blood, and the combat effectiveness soared instantly.

The Liao Army's defeat that has never appeared since the beginning of the war began.

I do n’t know who started, one, two, three, one after another, one after another, and one after the other, they left the weapon.
Chapter completed!