The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 47 Small Test (Request for Tickets)

"dike…"

In the noisy sound of horseshoes, there was a rein and sudden brakes.

"Major General, they didn't even continue to run."

"Doesn't it mean that you still want to fight us?"

A group of heroes sat on horsebacks, looking at the neatly lined up on the official road ahead, they were all surprised.

"Huh! This kid actually has some kinds of things, I've looked down upon him!"

Sun Kewang snorted coldly. He hurriedly hurried, just because he was afraid that Qin Yu would turn into the mountain road. Who would have imagined that he would not hide or escape, and act as an interception, which really surprised him.

He originally thought that this kid was afraid of fighting and dying, so he escaped, but now it seems that he was afraid that he might have been ill-intentioned.

"Major General, just his cubs, they look decent, but they are in fact a lot of flowers, they can be used as an egg. I can chop a dozen of them, and I only need to bring 20 horses to kill them. A will not stay!"

A big man with a disdainful face gave Sun Kewang a fist, but the other big man smiled: "Lao Zhang, this little Qin leader is cunning and cunning, with a bad stomach, I bet, if you take twenty people to rush up To suffer."

"put…"

The man refused to accept and was about to talk about it.

Sun Kewang waved his hand: "Pharaoh is right. I can't care about this kid. Let's get off the horse and rest, then eat something, and send someone to check it out."

Early in the morning, I drove for more than fifty consecutive miles. Not to mention the horses, even people were overwhelmed. When everyone saw Sun Kewang saying this, they dismounted and rested.

The dozen or so heroes named were carrying knives, walking forward with a sloppy face, laughing and cursing from time to time, and they were actually nervous to death.

Obviously, no one is afraid of the endless tricks of the yin head Qin, even Boss Sun has lost a finger and lost two concubines. It is a lesson from the past.

Seeing that the other party didn't rush up, but got off the horse to rest, Qin Yu was not surprised.

This is in line with Sun Kewang's urinary sex, but he keeps calming the youngsters to keep steady, and Qian wants to keep steady.

I can't hold back, let alone the mother-in-law, even my life is not guaranteed.

As for the dozen or so big guys, he didn't bother to care about it. If there was a long fire, he wouldn't mind getting two shots, come to him and get off the hook.

Sure enough, under the careful investigation of more than a dozen big men, the two gunpowder cans buried under the official road were found. Not only did they not feel the slightest surprise, but felt that this was normal.

After searching carefully twice, he yelled at the teenager ten meters away and returned.

"Hehe, this kid, with this little trick, he likes to bury things so much, today I will bury him under this official way."

Sun Kewang sneered, then his expression changed, and he ordered thirty heroes to ride into the battle.

Booming...

Looking at the cavalry rushing up, the teenagers were nervous, and the front row was sweating coldly on their foreheads, and the spear in their hands shook unconsciously and moved a step back subconsciously.

"Don't panic! They're scaring people and don't dare to rush forward!"

"The first two rows squat down, all the guns are angled, and escape will only die faster!"

Qin Yu shouted hurriedly.

The teenagers erected their spears obliquely, with one end resting on the ground and the other obliquely extending forward.

The teenagers in the first two rows even squatted down and closed their eyes subconsciously, and several of them got wet in their crotches.

Sure enough, the first few riders saw that they rushed to within five feet of each other, and the opponent's formation was not messed up. Looking at the cold light and dense spear head, they hurriedly pulled the horse's head and rushed towards the field.

Obviously, this group of heroes knew that if they just ran into it like this, although they would kill the youngsters in the first two rows, they would definitely be poked into hedgehogs.

The hero in the front plunged into the paddy field and saved his life, but the one in the back was obstructed in his vision and was too late to operate.

Puff puff…

"what…"

Accompanied by the sound of a sharp knife piercing into the flesh, seven or eight teenagers in the first two rows were stepped on by war horses and screamed. Even several teenagers in the back two rows were knocked into flight.

The six war horses fell into the gun forest, and immediately six heroes flew out, fell into the gun forest, and were poked into hedgehogs.

The horse behind him couldn't hold it back either, and hit the carcass of the horse in front. For a while, a group of people turned over.

A famous man fell to the ground, endured the pain, got up, swung his knife and plunged into the scattered formation.

"kill!"

Qin Yu yelled, the unaffected teenagers slammed their guns. Several heroes blocked the left and right, but they were still shot several times.

When the tip of the gun was pulled out, blood burst out from the wound.

A few big men who rushed up followed them, relying on the armor on their bodies, slashing and screaming, but only two teenagers were killed, and the door was smashed.

The rest of the big guys were shocked when they saw this. Where would they dare to continue?

They turned around and retreated one after another, and even the horses couldn't take care of them.

And the heroes who fell into the field at this time also got up from the mud and retreated from the field with one foot and one shallow. The horses beside them did not forget to pull on the horses.

"Back!"

Not only did Qin Yu not give an order to pursue the victory, but instead made the teenagers retreat ten feet, dragging the wounded to the rear, and the back row was made up to continue forming a dense phalanx of thirty people.

The first two rows squat down, and the last three rows are close to each other, one meter apart, blocking the official road tightly.

Seeing that only fifteen of the thirty people came back, and only twelve horses were brought back by the horses, there were only eight left on the official road and the field, and Sun Kewang bleeds distressedly.

One charge even scrapped ten war horses, and the fifteen people who almost returned were also chopped off.

"Major General, I didn't think that this group of cubs would dare to face the impact of the cavalry. I didn't wait and suffered a big loss."

More than a dozen men with blue noses and swollen faces, covered in mud, knelt down on one knee and pleaded guilty, all bowing their heads in shame.

"Go and bring the horse back and get behind!" Sun Kewang cursed with a sullen face.

In fact, they are not to blame, he saw the situation just now, and it was also surprising that the group of young men dared to fight against the cavalry.

"Major General, those gangsters are really famous. The official road is too narrow. They hugged each other like this. It might be a bit wrong to rush forward. Don't fight like horses. I will bring a team of brothers Shimoda around to the back and flanking!"

After the horse was taken back, a burly man approached Sun Kewang and suggested.

"Well! You brought a hundred people down to the fields, leaving ten riders, and all the others dismounted and followed me."

Sun Kewang nodded, unwilling to just rush into the battle.

Because war horses are far more important than these people, if you lose one horse, you lose one horse.

But if someone is dead, they can be recruited again. If you have money, food and weapons, are you afraid that you won't be able to recruit soldiers?

As for the elite, after a few battles, all the elites survived.

Otherwise, if they continue to charge like this, they will kill the opponent, but according to the situation just now, they are afraid that they will lose hundreds of rides if it is not the lowest.

If that's the case, the foster father will definitely skin him when he goes back. These three hundred war horses are their last capital.

(Thank you for not seeing reserved book friends for their rewards, and congratulations on him becoming the first disciple of this book.)