With the wishful thinking, Du Qi ordered the troops to retreat slowly and maintain a relatively complete formation.

Meng Jiuzheng saw the bandits retreating and sneered. This did not exceed the estimate before the battle. Although it was retreating rather than defeating, let's fight another battle!

A group of people cleared the obstacles on the ground, crossed the picket forest in an orderly manner, and set up the formation. The cart pulled the pine cannon and pushed forward, and lined up in front of the formation. The battle formation was forward, and another team of people drove out, making the battle formation more heavy. Go forward, the stone throwers pushed up one by one, and arranged behind the formation.

Du Qi was depressed. The opponent was unhurried in advance. Ten meters, ten meters, and they were always within the cover distance of the stone thrower. He wanted to order the attack several times, but hesitated, wanting to wait for a better opportunity. Until the stone thrower started to move and two of them had already pushed into the formation, he knew that he could not wait any longer.

"Beat the drum and attack!" Du Qiyang pointed his sword and ordered loudly.

"Brothers, rush and kill!" Several leaders shouted, urging their subordinates to launch an attack.

Meng Jiucheng and Qiao E are on guard in front of the battlefield. It is estimated that the bandits will attack fiercely while the troops are not all concentrated. Although there are pine cannons and gunpowder thunder, they are also ready for a bloody battle.

"Fire Thunder - Preparation -" Meng Jiucheng raised his spear, stretched his voice, staring at the bandits rushing towards him. After a moment, the spear suddenly fell down and shouted: "Fire!"

The lead was ignited, and amid the sound of the wagging, the iron hook was smashed open, the tip arm was pulled by the counterweight, and it suddenly rose up. The grenade bag drew an arc in the air, rose to the highest point, and threw the stone thunder in the bag out.

The two stone throwers threw out more than a dozen stone thunders, swept through the air, and smashed them hard into the bandit formation more than 60 meters away.

Flash, explosion, smoke... If you look down from the air, you can see the bandit formation falling into the water like a stone, with the explosion point as the center of the circle appearing with the brilliant effect of sound, light, and smoke.

After the deafening explosion, screams and wails sounded uncontrollably, and the bandits' battle formation was in chaos, but the bandits continued to rush forward.

"Architecture---" Meng Jiucheng turned his horse's head and passed between the pine cannon carts. He didn't want to turn into a sieve.

When the faces and expressions of the bandits opposite were already visible for 40 meters, Meng Jiucheng issued the highest order, "Ignite!"

Several pine cannons exploded two or three seconds later, thick smoke rose, and various shrapnel pounced on the enemy with the screams of death.

"Boundman - Shooting!" Meng Jiucheng couldn't see the effect of the bombardment clearly, but he still issued an order according to the speculation.

The crossbow arrows were shot and three rounds were emitted one after another. The smoke gradually dissipated, and finally no bandits rushed to the front. The long spear array, which was waiting for the battle, did not play a role, but safety first, and there was no problem with the arrangement.

Meng Jiucheng looked up and saw that the bandits in the front were defeated, and the back formation was in chaos and stopped moving forward. After this attack, the bandits were at a disadvantage in terms of number of people and their morale was even more at a low point.

Although there are many injuries to the pine tree cannon and gunpowder thunder, psychological blows are the most important. It is not an exaggeration to have extreme despair and fear when facing unknown and powerful things for the first time. Moreover, Du Qi led only a group of bandits.

"Kill!" Meng Jiucheng pointed forward with a spear.

"Kill!" Qiao E made a thick mezzo-sex voice and raised her mace.

"Kill!" The soldiers were excited and excited. The fool could see that they had the upper hand and the bandits were defeated in chaos.

Several flatbed cars were driving the way in front, and behind them were shouting soldiers rushing towards the bandits. It took a long time to reload the pine cannons, but the bandits didn't know, but they saw that they could spray smoke and fire, and terrifying weapons rushed over, and they were so scared that they were terrifying and frightened.

"Toxu art, witch art--" Qin Zizhong trembled his lips, pulled out the donkey and ran away.

Du Qi was also confused, but he just shouted instinctively, but could not send any meaningful commands.

More and more bandits turned around and ran away, defeated and fled. The defeated soldiers who had lost their will to fight were driven away like ducks and fled.

Du Qi was pulled by several confidants and fled in panic, running towards the river bridge, and most of the bandits also ran in this direction.

"Kill!" Although Meng Jiucheng was not good at riding skills, he would definitely be difficult to resist when encountering a general at the moment, but it was no problem to deal with the fleeing bandits.

The tip of the gun was lightly pointed, and with the help of the inertia of the horse running, the escaped bandit's neck was discounted by a huge impact force, and his head was strangely hanging on his back. He rushed out several steps before he fell to the ground.

"Kill!" Qiao E's mace was dragged, and she beat a bandit up in the air with her horse's power, and she threw her blood on the ground.

"Kill!" Chen Hong stabbed a spear in his hand, piercing through a bandit's back, and the tip of the gun came out from his chest.

"Kill!" The sword and axe driver rushed into the battlefield at some point, swung his axe, and chopped the injured bandits.

"Roar, kill!" Mu Xiaowei led fifty or sixty people to kill from the side, killing some running bandits head-on. Seeing that the other bandits were blocked, they screamed and turned around and ran away.

This is the morale, just like a person who can fight with him, it is difficult to suppress. Faced with an opponent who has no intention of fighting, even the recruits feel full of courage and their blood is boiling.

Meng Jiucheng, Qiao E, Mu Xiaowei, and the promoted small officers all led the way and rushed forward. The soldiers who shouted and killed the sky were in a state of a straight up and unstoppable manner. People kept shouting excitedly and speeding up and killing bandits.

With the bursts of roars that broke out, the bandits had already collapsed. Some threw away their armor and were just trying to escape, some rolled and crawled, and some shouted in panic. Some of their feet were weak, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Chasing and killing all the way, Meng Jiucheng led another team to start killing from the left side diagonally. Qiao E formed a three-sided siege in the middle, pressing the bandits towards the wooden bridge.

Du Qi and other bandit leaders had horses and ran faster than the bandit soldiers. However, when they approached the bridge, they found that something was wrong. When they got closer, they looked at it and immediately looked like ice water, and they were stunned on the spot.

There was a corpse lying on the top of the bridge, and there were three or five on the bridge, all of whom were killed by arrows. On the other side of the bridge, the array of dozens of people was neat, leading the general, with a spear and a horse standing in front of the formation. Not far away, most of the old and weak bandits who were guarding the baggage were already corpses on the ground, and a few were tied up and were guarded by several soldiers.

Qin Zi's face looked like earth, and said tremblingly: "Diet, fight in the place of death. Only fight, fight, fight, fight and fight to the death, and fight to the death path."
Chapter completed!