Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

The few people who were hit in the chest groaned a few times after falling off the horse, and rolled on the ground a few times, blood flowed all over the ground very quickly, and they couldn't see that they couldn't live.

"Throw the gun, shoot the gun!"

Throwing weapons are more powerful at a closer distance, and Zhu Wangli did not expect the opponent's cavalry bow to be so powerful, so he roared angrily and ordered his subordinates to throw spears.

The dozen or so Fushan soldiers in the middle were already aiming, guns in their right hands, eyes open and eyes closed, counting the enemy's distance and horse speed, the muscles in their arms stretched to the tightest.

After hearing Zhu Wangli's order, everyone swung their arms and threw their spears vigorously. [

The two-foot-long throwing spear had a streamlined tip, and the body of the spear was neither light nor heavy. After being thrown hard, it flew forward like lightning, making a buzzing sound.

On the opposite side, a Qing soldier screamed. At a distance of twenty steps, the thrown spear directly passed him through the chest with great inertia. The iron cotton armor could not save him, and was directly taken underground by the thrown spear.

Another Qing soldier was stabbed in the neck. He covered his throat with both hands, and blood kept gushing out from between his fingers. This Tartar soldier kept gurgling, and his eyes were staring like dead fish... His throat was cut open, and in a few breaths at most, he would fall to the ground and die.

Several other throwing spears stabbed the Qing soldiers' arms or thighs. These Qing soldiers screamed in pain, but their horses did not lose their momentum, and they still rushed forward.

The moment more Qing soldiers threw their guns at the Ming army, they seemed to disappear.

Their skills are amazingly flexible, and they all hide on the left and right sides of the horses. Most of the spears are thrown at people, so they can't hurt people, and they rarely hit the horses.

"Damn it, it's amazing."

Wang Dalei scolded, but soon showed surprise again.His javelin missed the white-armored Bashiku, but stabbed the opponent's horse, and the tender went deep into the horse's belly, causing the horse to stand up half its body.

"I hit it, you bastard, let's see if you don't die."

But that Bashku was not thrown to death by the horse, or trampled to death by the horse as Wang Dalei expected, but jumped off the horse quickly, rolled on the spot, and then fell on the ground again. Quickly half-squatting on the landing place, he took out another arrow from behind as if conjuring, swung his left hand horizontally, the bow and arrow almost exploded with a loud bang, and an iron feather flew towards Wang Dalei again.

As if being pecked lightly by a bird, Wang Dalei felt a pain in his chest. He subconsciously lowered his head and saw an arrow piercing his chest. Feeling weak, and the shaft of the arrow is still trembling slightly.

"It's amazing, so accurate..."

After the last thought of his life, this Fushan veteran, Zhu Wangli's deputy, just died on the horse with his head bowed, as if he fell asleep.

"Shoot again, throw the horse!"

The distance was less than fifteen steps, and I could almost hear the heavy panting of the Tatar soldiers on the opposite side, and I could also see the opponent's long spear and iron handle holding the knife horizontally. Finally, he also rode his horse forward desperately. The moment he increased his horse's speed, he aimed at a white armor wearing mercury heavy armor, and threw a throwing ax forcefully.

The shape of the flying ax thrown by the circle was originally suitable for flying throwing. At this time, when Zhu Wangli threw it so vigorously, there was a flickering sound in the air. The ax flew past. When the white armor heard the wind coming towards him, he immediately He sank his body, trying to turn over to escape.