At that moment.
Qian Hao raised his left hand, fired the crossbow, and the crossbow arrow hit the wild man's throat.
He fell to the ground with a thud, which alarmed the rest of the barbarians.
In just a few seconds, the barbarians in the tent launched a counterattack.
“Enemy attack…enemy attack…!”
Someone screamed in panic as another crossbow bolt pierced his throat.
The remaining barbarians drew their swords and slashed at Yan Gui and others. Qian Hao didn't have time to think about how to kill that person, nor did he have time to reload the crossbow. He held the bayonet in his hand, and his usual training played a huge role at this time.
He leaned forward, bent his legs slightly, and rushed forward with a bayonet in his hand. The bayonet swept through the air, and he dodged the enemy's knife, but the bayonet cut the enemy's throat.
As soon as he turned around, he saw an enemy stabbing his comrade. He raised his hand and the bayonet flew out and pierced the enemy's throat.
He took out the knife from his back and blocked the incoming knife, while his comrade ended the enemy's life with a crossbow.
Their cooperation was demonstrated to the fullest at this moment. Facing the counterattack of thirty savages, no one was injured. Within dozens of breaths, none of the thirty savages survived.
The smoker held the pipe in his mouth and patted Qian Hao on the shoulder: "Haozi, good job!"
His comrades also laughed and gave him a thumbs-up: "Haozi, what a man!"
Is this killing pigs?
Qian Hao suddenly felt that this was indeed an easy task, and he could do even better.
He also laughed, not noticing that he was covered in blood.
The outer camps were completely cleared out, and more than 5,000 enemies were killed. The Third Regiment has not suffered any casualties so far.
And the next step is the most difficult battle!
The tents inside were more densely packed and patrols increased significantly. After assassinating more than 2,000 enemies, the Third Regiment was finally exposed.
An urgent horn sounded in the camp. Tuoba Xiong in the central army tent was startled and grabbed the long knife on the table. "Enemy attack! Kill them!"
Several generals were stunned. What the hell? Could it be that the news leaked out and Peng Chengwu led his troops to attack?
They hurried out of the tent and returned to their own teams, only to find that countless of their soldiers had been killed or wounded.
Wang Xiaozhuang frowned. There were still more than 10,000 enemies. This was going to be a head-on fight!
This was also Wang Xiaozhuang's first time leading troops to fight the enemy. He had no experience and was a little nervous. His mind was racing, thinking about the knowledge the devil taught them.
When facing the enemy's frontal attack, we need to make full use of the advantages of our weapons to crush the enemy's morale at the first moment and make them completely lose their will to fight!
Yes, that's it!
"The first and second battalions provide cover, the third battalion charges forward, using your hands and thunder rifles to clear the way!"
At a command, he rushed out first, took out a hand grenade from his waist, pulled out the fuse and threw it into the rushing enemy.
"Boom..." With a loud bang, hand grenades exploded among the enemy troops, killing and injuring dozens of people, which scared the people - what the hell is this?
The butcher looked and saw that the team leader was running in front. What was going on?
"Brothers, follow me!"
He pulled out his gun, held the gun in his right hand, took out a hand grenade with his left hand, bit the fuse, and threw it hard, and it landed deep in the enemy's territory.
An enemy general was here. Before he could recover from the explosion of the first hand grenade, the second hand grenade exploded next to him.
He didn't know what it was until his death, and he was lucky enough to become the first general to die from this new weapon.
Gunshots were heard and enemies were killed.
Amidst the continuous sound of gunfire and the occasional sounds of hand and thunder, the enemy was unable to launch an effective attack on the Third Regiment of the Divine Sword. Many people died from gunfire from a distance, while others were blown to pieces by hand and thunder but still had their last breath.
Some people burst into tears, some shouted in panic, and some turned and ran - this battle is impossible to win!
They didn't understand who the other side was, and they were even more afraid of the other side's invisible weapons that could kill people. They witnessed the inexplicable deaths of their comrades around them, and they finally collapsed.
Tuoba Xiong heard the explosion outside. He had just walked out of the central military tent when he saw his subordinates swarming towards him.
He was startled, raised his sword, and roared: "Don't panic, I am here, kill the enemy!"
"I'm going to kill my sister!"
"General, the enemy is not human, run for your life!"
"Whoever dares to take a step back, I will kill him with my sword!" Tuoba Xiong roared again, but... no one paid any attention to him.
What is going on?
Could it be that the main force coming is Peng Chengwu?
Tuoba Xiong felt a chill in his heart, knowing that his soldiers were already frightened and that it was unlikely to stop the defeat.
The battalion commander Ye Ma saw the big guy standing outside the tent with a knife in his hand from a distance. He took out his gun and aimed at Tuoba Xiong. The rain was too heavy and he couldn't see clearly.
Bullets cannot be wasted. The devil said that every bullet must take the life of an enemy!
So he quietly ran forward, chasing the defeated enemy.
He came to a position about two hundred meters away from Tuoba Xiong. Tuoba Xiong was guarded by his personal guards, and he could not go any further.
He raised his gun again. The big guy must be an important figure. Killing him would be a great achievement!
Mustang grinned and pulled the trigger.
With a "bang...", the guards around Tuoba Xiong suddenly found that the knife in the general's hand fell to the ground with a plop, and then... the general's body fell down with a plop again.
The leader of the personal guards was horrified. He leaned over and saw a hole in the general's forehead!
The general is dead?
Not by an arrow!
What kind of magic did the other party use?
The leader of the personal guards was also panicking. How should this battle be fought?
I haven’t even seen the enemy yet... No, I’ve seen them, so let’s run the hell away!
The third battalion caught up, and the second and first battalions naturally did not want to fall behind.
They ran much faster than the wild people, so a chase and killing battle without any suspense broke out in the mountains.
There were no more gunshots, no more hands, and no more thunder.
The Third Regiment of the Divine Sword used their knives or bayonets to kill all the barbarians on the mountainside. It took no more than an hour. After counting the personnel of the Third Regiment, only six people were killed and more than twenty were injured.
This battle was a great victory!
"Hahahaha..." Qian Hao laughed and picked a banana leaf to shield the smoker from the rain.
The smoker took out some tobacco and put it in the pipe, lit it with a lighter, and took a deep breath.
He was a veteran, and he felt great at the moment, "This is what war is like!"
"Wasn't it before?"
The smoker shook his head, "Before... I fought with all my might."
He patted Qian Hao's shoulder with his cigarette in his mouth, "Mouse, how do you feel?"
"It's really no different from killing a pig!"
The smoker exhaled a stream of smoke, his face blurring out. His voice was low and distant. "Remember, all of this is thanks to the young master and the devil!"
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