In front of him is a team of servants who are waiting in full formation. As the bodyguard servants personally built by the big family in Baoding, each of these people is strong and well-equipped. The fire blunderbuss in their hands are also powerful. They can penetrate heavy armor with a hundred steps and are accurate.

It's ruthless and suitable for suppressing the enemy's impact.

Teams of musketeers had already lined up in five rows facing the front camp, looking indifferently at the hundreds of bandits rushing forward, looking at the crazy expressions on their faces, and clenching their musket barrels tightly.

Soon, the thieves led by Chen Tielong rushed in a hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps. They were all covered in blood, with ferocious expressions, and kept approaching with sharp blades.

Using flesh and blood to attack the fire cannon array, the outcome has already been determined.

Just as they rushed eighty steps, a death-like voice sounded: "Let go!"

Bang, bang, bang, the sound of muskets was fired, and a large plume of gunpowder smoke was released. The momentum just now was terrifying, and a large piece of the bandit army that kept charging fell immediately.

After the gunmen in the first row finished shooting, they quickly retreated from both sides to the back row.

The gunslingers in the second row fired another volley, then retreated to the back row regardless of the outcome.

After three rounds of shooting, the fierce thieves who had been so fierce just now were beaten to the point of screaming and wailing. Those who were shot rolled to the ground in pain, letting out heart-rending howls.

Some thieves were hit by six or seven lead bullets at the same time. Their bodies were split into bloody and bloody stumps, and they were struggling on the ground with their entrails vomiting out.

Chen Tielong had no idea that the firearms were so powerful. With just one round of shooting, his 600 brave bandit troops were destroyed by 30%, which was more casualties than when he had just defeated 2,000 soldiers.

Looking at the horrified brothers around him, at the wounded wailing on the ground, and at the guns still reloading in the distance, Chen Tielong knew that he could not stop. Once he stopped or retreated, he would be bitten by the gunmen.

The only chance now is to rush through these seventy steps, get involved with the gunmen, and completely defeat them.

"Kill..." Chen Tielong's iron tower-like body stood up, his eyes widened angrily, and he charged towards the fire gun wielding his heavy gun.

"Take charge of the plate..." The followers nearby saw this and wanted to stop him, but they could not hold back the extremely powerful Chen Tielong. They could only rush forward and use their thin bodies to shield Chen Tielong from the volley of fire.

No matter in ancient or modern times, leading by example is always the best way to improve morale. When the bandits nearby who were beaten dizzy saw Chen Tielong rushing forward, they all yelled crazily and followed him.

"Bang...bang...bang"

The sound of firecrackers sounded, and thick white smoke swirled and dispersed. A bodyguard in front of Chen Tielong fell down as weakly as a broken sack. Before he died, he was still shouting to kill the officers and soldiers.

The gangsters fell down one after another, but more people kept charging with blood-red eyes. They opened their mouths wide and roared wildly, like vicious wolves that were eating people.

As the thieves in front of them got closer and closer, the team of servants became a little commotion, the movements of their hands became sluggish and slowed down, and their eyes looked at the villain in front of them with some horror.

"Whoever dares to escape from the battlefield will be killed without mercy." A martial artist shouted, and slashed the wooden stake next to him with his sword, scaring the servants so much that they did not dare to retreat.

"Bang bang bang..."

The martial arts general next to him gave repeated orders, and three hundred gunmen pulled the triggers at the same time. The gunfire exploded with a loud roar, and a sharp whistle cut through the sky. Hundreds of projectiles, carrying cold murderous intent, arrived instantly.

Among the bandits.

Chen Tielong's eyes widened with a pale face, and he stared viciously at the mist-shrouded fire gunners' position in the distance, with endless hatred in his angry eyes.

These damn officers and soldiers always have such powerful firearms.

In an instant, miserable howls broke into the night. The poor bandits had neither shields nor armor to protect themselves. They could only use their flesh and blood to resist the ravages of the fire cannons. The results can be imagined.

"Uh-huh~~"

Miserable howls came one after another. A gangster fell to the ground wailing, his limbs twitching. A bullet penetrated hard from his left eye, penetrated the entire head and then passed out from the back of the head, causing a pool of blood.

Red and white liquid flowed out from the wound and seeped into the cold, damp ground.

"Rush, hurry up..."

Chen Tielong roared angrily, and suddenly sensed a hint of danger. Just as he turned his head, he felt a lead bullet pass through his neck. When he turned around to check in horror, one of his followers was hit in the chest, screaming.

fell to the ground.

The two sides were only a dozen steps apart. The projectile broke his stomach accurately and ruthlessly. Puddles of internal organs continued to flow out from the wound. The thief's facial muscles were sharply twisted. He was suffering from huge pain and tried desperately.
Chapter completed!