Chapter 671: None of the Tartars ran away and they were wiped out!

"Han Dog!"

Some Tartars immediately started roaring.

The attacked Tartars only had a little panic, and immediately bent their bows and arrows to launch a counterattack. This was a completely subconscious action and did not need to go through the brain at all.

Their arrows can effectively control the surrounding range of about sixty meters. It is quite difficult for the attackers to cross these sixty meters and rush to their front. This is also the most basic reason why the Tartars insist on establishing a country by riding and shooting. In their opinion, as long as they master this skill well and face the enemy, they will be invincible.

The Mongols back then also relied on such cavalry and shooting to dominate the world. They would always put the enemy within the range of their arrows, but would not let the enemy get close to their side. Those enemy cavalry who were not good at cavalry, whether they were full-body armored heavy cavalry or the perverted Mamluk cavalry, were not opponents of Mongolian cavalry and shooting.

"Swoosh!"

An arrow flew towards him roaring.

"puff!"

A horse thief was caught in an arrow in his chest, and suddenly groaned, his legs became weak, and he then fell over on his back.

He happened to be at the ridge of the river, but after being shot, he rolled down directly. The bloody rain brought by the arrow fell all over the ground.

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Several fierce arrows shot over in succession.

A few more horse thieves were shot near the ridge, rolling downwards, then stretching their legs and not moving. The blood they seeped out made the downhill position of the thieves more slippery and more chaotic. Some horse thieves who rushed more quickly slipped under their feet and rolled down. Others thought he was shot, but he was lucky to get up again.

Thirty or forty Tartar riders lined up in a straight line on the river beach, constantly shooting arrows at Liu Heizi and the others, completely blocking the way forward for Liu Heizi and the others. For such an attack, the Tartars' counterattack was very familiar, and they could cooperate perfectly without any orders. For Liu Heizi, they even had a bit of teasing.

With only one hundred people, they dared to rush up to fight with the warriors of the Great Jin Kingdom. It would be too unfair to take the warriors of the Great Jin Kingdom seriously. We just suffered some losses in the hands of the Tiger Ben Army. How could even ordinary horse thieves dare to attack us? The damn Tiger Ben Army has a great blow to our image. If it were the past, how could there be any horse thieves who dared to extend their hands against the warriors of the Great Jin Army?

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

The arrows of the Tartars kept coming.

The horse thief who tried to rush down the earth slope was constantly shot and fell to the ground.

In a blink of an eye, twenty or thirty horse thieves fell down from the ridge. A large amount of blood dyed the downhill soil red and the nearby river beaches red. Speaking of which, the beaches of the Hutuo River are indeed too white, so white that there are drops of blood on it, which can be seen hundreds of meters away.

The arrowheads of the Tartars can only be described in four words, that is, they are fast and ruthless. Zhang Zhun once calculated that under the conditions of abundant strength, an ordinary Tartar archer can shoot the five arrowheads in just about thirty seconds. In other words, it is faster than the speed of the Hu Ben Gun. Of course, there are still very few arrowheads with such high frequency. After the physical energy drops rapidly, the speed of the arrowheads will be greatly reduced.

"quack!"

"quack!"

"quack!"

The Tartar cavalry fired arrows while shouting loudly. Zhang Zhun could even clearly hear their sarcasm, perhaps mocking Liu Heizi and the others for their stupidity, and it was not like this to commit suicide.

In such an open land, trying to rush up to fight with the Tartars, in the eyes of the Tartars, it was indeed stupid. How could the Tartars, who started with riding and shooting, give them a chance to get close? The dry riverbed has no place to hide, and it is exposed to the Tartars' arrows, and there is only a dead end.

The Tartars behind heard the movement and leaned forward one after another. When Liu Heizi just launched the attack, they thought that there would be enemies in other directions, so they seemed very alert. But after a moment, they judged that the enemy was just appearing from the front. So they felt relieved to go to the front to reinforce.

"It's over!"

Liu Heizi's mind suddenly became blank.

The Tartars' bows and arrows were so powerful that they completely blocked their way to attack. If they continued to rush up, there was only one possibility, that was, they were shot to death by the Tartars' arrows. However, his people were already on the riverbed, and it was too late to retreat. At this time, they would definitely be chased by the Tartars, and there was no chance to run away.

At this time, Liu Heizi regretted it a little. He regretted that he had not discussed it well with Zhang Zhun, thinking that he could deal with these Tartars with his own strength. In fact, these damn Tartars are really hard to deal with! Even if he has the advantage of the ferry, he still can't do anything to the other party. He and his horse thieves are not good at firing arrows. With their current distance from the Tartars, they can't hurt a hair of the Tartars at all.

For a moment, Liu Heizi felt a little sad. He could not save his wife with the favorable terrain. He was probably going to have to deal with it. He was unwilling to give up, really unwilling to accept it. He believed that his courage would never be less than that of the Tartars. Why was the Tartars so powerful that they would be bullied by the Tartars?

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

"Swoosh!"

Several consecutive arrows broke through the air.

A few horse thieves fell down at the same time beside Liu Heizi, and the splashed blood stained the dry river beach red. The blood splashed on Liu Heizi's body, warm and sticky. Blood beads rolled down from their eyebrows and penetrated into Liu Heizi's eyes. As a result, when Liu Heizi saw everything in front of him turned into a red piece.

At this time, more Tartar cavalry reinforced from behind. They set out in crescent shapes and kept shooting arrows at Liu Heizi and the others. This is an important method for Tartar riders to bully the enemy, just like hunting. The targets in the range of bows and arrows could not escape their arrows. At least half of the Tartars, with more than 100 people, reached the front. The Tartars at the end were about eighty meters away from the river bank to the south.

"Open fire!"

Zhang Zhun saw the opportunity and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!"

A gunshot came, and a Minnie bullet whizzed away.

"puff!"

A gorgeous blood flower suddenly burst out from the body of a Tartar cavalry opposite. His body then turned backwards involuntarily under the impact of the huge inertia of Minnie bomb. The arrow in his hand was about to take action, but his body flew backwards and flew out into the air.

"Plop!"

The body of the Tartar cavalry fell heavily into the water, splashing a large number of dark red water splashes. Because death came too suddenly, the war horses under his crotch and the companions around him did not react at all. It was not until the splash of water splashes hit the faces of the Tartars next to him, and under the stimulation of the cold water splashes, they felt that something was wrong.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The gunshots of other snipers also rang out.

Twenty-five snipers fired together, just locking in about twenty Tartars. The distance between the sniper and the target is at most 110 meters. At such a distance, they are definitely shot with perfect shots and shots.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Sure enough, with the gunshots, the row of Tartars in front were shot one after another, and bright red blood flowers were constantly bursting out. Most snipers chose to shoot the headshot for the first shot. The purpose of this is to ensure that they can effectively kill the enemy. At such a distance, the headshot is still 100%.

The Tartars were shot and their bodies were shaking and trembling, and then they leaned against each other. Some fell backwards, some fell forward, and some were paralyzed on the horse's back and stopped moving. The Tartars, who were hit in the head, died instantly, and the next movement was entirely out of inertia. The bows and arrows in their hands also fell into the river with the death of their masters.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The corpses of the Tartars continued to fall into the water, splashing messy dark red water. Some Tartars still clamped their feet in the stirrups after falling down, and their posture was very strange. Other Tartars had their bodies overlapping with each other. The nearby river water kept rippling, from the original light dark red to the bright red color.

The arrow that was about to take action was released weakly and weakly, drawing a crooked arc in the air, and then landed on the ground. The arrow that had not taken action simply fell down and dived directly into the water. Other debris floated and sank into the water, and then was pushed by the river and floated downstream.

The most deadly thing was hit from the front by Minnie bullets. The leather jackets, leather armor and thin armor on these Tartars were impossible to block the lethality of Minnie bullets. Tartars were also flesh and blood, and after being hit by the key points, there was basically no possibility of surviving.

Liu Heizi and others suddenly felt loose, and the Tartars' arrow disappeared without a trace. When they heard the sound of muskets, they instantly understood that at this critical moment, the Hu Ben Army saved them. If the Hu Ben Army did not fire, they would all die on this white beach.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Before the Tartars could react, the second round of gunfire came again.

After the first shot, Zhang Zhun and his team threw the empty Hu Ben gun to the left, then took another Hu Ben gun handed over from the right, and then raised the gun to shoot. Together with the skilled them, the conversion time between them will be only three seconds at most.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

With the unscathing gunfire, more Tartars fell off the horse's back.

In fact, the Tartars' target is really obvious. The empty riverbed has no obstacles or any factors that block shooting. Even wind power is not necessary to consider. The distance between snipers' shooting is between 80 meters and 120 meters. Such a short distance will not be possible for a sniper who has experienced a long battle formation.

What's more rare is that the Tartars are on the back of the horse. Before the Tartars reacted, their bodies were one horse position higher than the hostages. Shooting such a target has a huge advantage, that is, there is no need to worry about hurting the hostages. Even if there is one-ten thousand chance, if the Mini bomb is empty, the Mini bomb will fly over the hostage's head and fly to the other side of the river.

The sniper's two rounds of shooting killed at least forty Tartars. Some Minnie bombs were repeated and did not exert their power. The fallen Tartars greatly obstructed their companions' actions and shocked them on the spot. For a moment, the remaining Tartar cavalry did not make any further moves.

There were even Tartar riders who were clearly holding bows and arrows in their hands, but they did not fire. When the sound of the Hu Ben Gun sounded, they subconsciously felt that the sound was very familiar, and followed countless demon nightmares, and they instantly rushed into their minds. They were not familiar with the sound of the Hu Ben Gun. Because it was their deepest nightmare. Since they went south and crossed the Great Wall, this sound was the least willing to hear.

The Tartar Cavaliers in this team were indeed a complete Niulu. They participated in the attack on Dongjiabao. As a result, under the strong counterattack of the Hu Ben Army, they lost half of their manpower. This was a heavy loss that the Great Jin army had never suffered before. Every Great Jin army could not forget everything in Dongjiabao. In other words, they could not forget everything in the Hu Ben Army. In particular, the gunshots of this deadly Hu Ben gun.

"Tiger Army!"

"Tiger Army!"

"Tiger Army!"

Some of the Tartars roared anxiously and angryly, with a hint of panic in their voices.

After all, they were not fools. They immediately judged that they had been ambushed and were ambushed by the Hu Ben Army. If they were ambushed by others, they would not be panicked at all. With their more than 100 troops, even if they were ambushed by thousands of Ming troops, they would be sure to escape safely. However, if they encountered the Hu Ben Army, it would be a big deal.

They couldn't understand why the Hu Ben Army dared to appear so far from Dongjiabao, and it was an infantryman! And it was dressed up as a horse thief! The Hu Ben Army was really shameless! Obviously, the Tartars regarded Liu Heizi and others as part of the Hu Ben Army. In terms of courage alone, Liu Heizi's horse thief was indeed relatively brave.

Because the Tartars riders were all in the riverbed and had a certain height difference from the land on the shore, even if they sat on the horses, they could not accurately observe the movements on the north bank. They could not even see where Zhang Zhun and others were. They could not judge how many people had arrived in the Tiger Army. This brought great psychological pressure to the Tartars. If the Tiger Army was large in number, they would all be finished.
To be continued...