Before the imperial legion commander could give another order, a command resounded through the night sky from the opposite position.

"Fire!"

Dense flames suddenly exploded, illuminating the roads and woods at night. Under such close-range aiming and shooting, the imperial soldiers fell one after another, blood splattered, and a large number of casualties occurred instantly.

Thick green smoke and the smell of blood filled the battlefield.

"No..." Looking at the scene in front of them, the imperial legions murmured in disbelief. The numbers were obviously almost the same, but the final results were so disparate.

After the soldiers in the front fell in rows, faced with the densely visible gun barrels in front of them and the neatly arranged enemies, these soldiers could no longer suppress the panic in their hearts and began to retreat and flee.

The crowd crowded together, crying and wailing, running into the depths of the darkness with all their courage gone.

"Don't run away!" The officers drew their sabers from their waists to supervise the battle, chopping down several retreating soldiers, but soon his sides were also empty and exposed to the enemy's shooting range.

Another burst of intense gunfire rang out. In the brief burst of fire, the Sequence 4 officer was shot to pieces and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the legion commander in the rear had to shout out loudly.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat to the city." They began to retreat on their own initiative.

However, when they were about to leave, they discovered that two teams of soldiers had rushed down from both sides of the mountain road leading to the city. They occupied the hillsides on both sides and kept firing at the fleeing imperial soldiers. They were like stars dotting the mountains in the night.

The 500-meter-plus stretch from the city gate became a road to death. A panicked and confused imperial soldier didn't know how to respond and fell down in confusion.

"Damn it! Charge and kill them." Seeing that his retreat was cut off, the legion commander finally became furious and commanded the two hundred elite cavalrymen beside him to rush to the mountain road on the side, ready to kill the small number of ambushers and cover the remaining soldiers.

Compared with the infantry armed with muskets, these elite cuirassiers obviously have better resistance to muskets. Under their cover, the remaining people began to retreat step by step into the city.

"Haha, your uncle Guhuas is here." A tall figure crashed into the city gate from the sky, blocking the way of these people. Then the machine gun in his hand began to shoot, sweeping at the approaching enemies one by one.

Faced with such an obstacle, the imperial legion commander finally took action. He steed his horse to accelerate continuously, and the saber in his hand emitted a bright red light in the night, swaying like a snake.

The warhorse neighed, and he leaped up. Then the crimson saber slashed down in an instant, splitting the magic machine gun in Guhuas's hand into two pieces.

Seeing the toy that he hadn't even touched yet being destroyed, Gu Huasi's eyes instantly turned red and his anger soared.

He threw the broken gun away, then pulled the giant axe out of the ground and swept it across.

The heavy sound of the axe tore through the air with a dull whistling sound, which was avoided by the opponent who knelt down. Then the saber slashed heavily at Guhuas' thigh, leaving a bloody gap deep enough to see the bone.

The sound of the saber hitting the bone was like the sound of metal and stone. Gu Huasi held his breath, and stretched out his big palm to grab the opponent's neck, pressing on his face while the opponent dodged.

With his vision blurred, the officer relied on his intuition to swing his knife again and stabbed the opponent in the abdomen.

The sharp tip of the knife broke through the golden-bronze belly, making a piercing sound like piercing steel. Then, before he could stir or pull out, Guhuasi's axe finally fell, cutting the legion commander in half.

At this point, the morale of the imperial soldiers completely collapsed, and the remaining soldiers either surrendered or fled, like scattered sparks gradually going out.