Doomsday simulator, I prove extraordinary with swordsmanship

On the other side, outside the barracks, those generals who had already retreated were horrified at Huang Qilei's power, but they looked far away, and through the bonfire around the barracks, which had not been pushed, they could vaguely see the opponent's There are no more than a few thousand people.

On their side, the number of armored soldiers rushing out at this moment alone has exceeded 30,000.

At this distance, even if there is support from the Ying Tian army, it is definitely too late to support them at this moment. These thousands of people will soon be swallowed up by the sea of ​​people.

When one side has several times more troops than the other, and the quality of the troops is similar, it will be a one-sided massacre.

Even those armored soldiers who risked their lives to cull them out saw their opponents numbering in the thousands, and their eyes were red.

Because, this is simply a military achievement brought to the door.

Although I don't know the number of this strange formation formed by the enemy, and I don't know why the weapons they hold are so short, but this is undoubtedly a good thing.

For many days, the siege of the city has been unsuccessful, and the negative emotions accumulated in Paoze's continuous casualties are also erupting at this moment, like a volcano that has been accumulated for a long time. Except for the enemy in front of you, don't think about it any more.

And looking at the sea of ​​people slaughtered like tigers and wolves, just two thousand people, facing a sea of ​​tens of thousands of people, even if they don't have weapons, they are enough to trample these two thousand people to death.

But in the face of such a torrent of people, the two thousand soldiers of the Taiping Battalion did not even shake their guns.

More than half a year of practice not only made them familiar with how to shoot, but more importantly, during the brainwashing morning class, they had firmly believed that they were no longer mortals, but Taoist soldiers selected by Huang Tian.

With the magic weapon bestowed by Huang Tian in hand, any enemy is vulnerable.

And many performances in the mountains have deeply proved this point.

So, facing the turbulent sea of ​​people, they didn't even blink their eyes. Not only were they not afraid, but they were excited in their hearts.

Until the order to "kill" came from the Shangguan, almost at the same time, all the soldiers fired together.

Boom! Boom! boom!

The black barrel of the gun spewed out flames, which were particularly dazzling in the dark night. The steel torrent formed by the bullets turned into a storm that destroyed everything, tearing everything apart.

In the absence of body armor, the penetrating power of this bullet is enough to penetrate three people in a row.

However, the ancient marching and fighting is different from modern times. On the modern battlefield, it is difficult for bullets to hit people. It is because both sides have guns, so they start shooting at each other from a long distance, and moreover, there is the cover of trenches. , and the staff is very scattered.

However, in the era of cold weapons, it is emphasized that strength is strength in numbers, and they fight at close range, and the formation is very dense.

Therefore, when cross-age weapons appear on the battlefield of the cold weapon era, it becomes a completely one-sided massacre.

Blood splattered, wailing was endless, the coalition forces had only advanced 30 meters from a distance of 200 meters, and the frontmost area had already fallen.

The strong smell of burning smoke filled the battlefield, and the coalition forces, whether they were soldiers or generals, looked at the two thousand soldiers lined up at this moment, and their expressions changed completely, as if what they saw was not a person, but a god of death.

"kill!"

After the gunfire ceased, about two seconds later, Han Qing gave the order again.

The Taiping Battalion did not move, but there were still a large number of enemy troops within range.

The order Han Qing received was to directly defeat the coalition forces with the 2,000 Taiping Battalion, and the enemy to be killed was routed backwards, and no longer formed an army.

boom! boom! boom!

Accompanied by the deafening sound, the steel storm reappeared. In this era, no matter it is leather armor or iron armor, they are as fragile as paper in front of bullets.

Even the soldiers in the front row raised their shields, but the shields were still fragile.

After two more rounds, the coalition forces finally started to retreat, but the soldiers in the rear got the military order, they could only move forward, they could not retreat.

At the same time, the Taiping Battalion took advantage of the victory to pursue. This time, it took more than ten seconds to give the coalition forces enough time to react before firing again.

The purpose of the Taiping Battalion has never been to wipe out the enemy, but to defeat the enemy.

Killing is not the goal, defeating is.

As for the reason, on the one hand, it was the number of bullets. On the other hand, in Zhao Cheng's view, many soldiers were actually coerced. These people were all young and strong. It would be too wasteful to kill them. It would be better to send them to the factory later.

Among the grassroots, how could there be someone who was loyal to Feng, Chen, and Wu's family? !

Accompanied by continuous gunshots, the soldiers in the front row finally couldn't suppress the fear in their hearts anymore. It would be fine if they fought face to face. Even if they were killed, they would not be so afraid. They would think of their wives and children. Don't dare to be a deserter.

But the current situation is that the enemy is almost with the help of the gods, killing people hundreds of steps away. In this case, the swords and soldiers of the rear supervisory army do not seem to be terrible.

Mess! Mess!

Following the soldiers in front, they fled towards the rear, and all of a sudden, the enemy's formation was completely messed up.

The crowd was surging, but this time, it was in the opposite direction.

Faced with this situation, the overseer had already started killing people, shouting angrily while killing people, in an attempt to arouse the fear of the soldiers.

But I don't know who it is, and shouted in the chaos, as long as they kill the supervising army together, the army will be chaotic, who knows who killed it? ! kill!

Hearing this movement, the supervisors just wanted to escape, but it was already too late.

This time, it was completely powerless.

All of a sudden, flames erupted in the barracks, shouts of killing, and screams continued.

...

In the barracks, Wu Qi had just put on his armor when he saw Mr. Wen rushing over. Seeing that Wu Qi had gotten up, he immediately said, "My lord, the army has mutinied!"

"What?!"

Hearing this, Wu Qi's already pale complexion became even paler.

"Could it be that destiny really lies with Zhao?!"

"God dies me too!"

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qi's face flushed red, and immediately after, a big mouthful of blood spewed out suddenly.

On the other hand, at this time, Feng Bao and Chen Qing were still trying to regroup, and with their prestige in the army, they really appeased some people.

But at this moment, the sound of war drums beating came from all directions of the barracks. Along with the war drums, there was an overwhelming shout: obey the fate, the world returns to Zhao, long live the great general!

At this moment, a ray of light appeared in the sky, but it was the end of the night.

...

In January of the fifth year of Mingguang, the Yingtian Army attacked the Allied Army at night, and the gods descended from the sky. No one was injured, and 200,000 Allied Army was defeated, and 30,000 surrendered. Ten days later, another 40,000 people were captured, and three generals were beheaded. who are hard to count.

Only Feng Bao of the Feng family and Chen Qing of the Chen family broke out of the siege with a small number of troops.

In March of the fifth year of Mingguang, Feng Bao became seriously ill and vomited blood repeatedly.

In April of the fifth year of Mingguang, Ying Tian's army had already occupied half of the Southern Desolation. Wherever they passed, they killed endlessly. They killed all the powerful and the like, but they did not offend the common people. The whole world was in an uproar, and immediately there was news that Zhao Cheng was actually a demon king, cruel and bloodthirsty, and loved to slaughter cities.

In June of the fifth year of Mingguang, Feng and Chen formed a deep alliance, with Chen Qing as the leader, formed an anti-Zhao alliance, hoping to survive from death.

In August of the fifth year of Mingguang, Chen Qing committed suicide with a sword in Yuanshan County. Since then, the Yingtian Army has no opponent in the southern wasteland.

In November of the fifth year of Mingguang, Zhao Cheng ascended the throne and proclaimed himself king in Wucheng in the southern wasteland. Wucheng was renamed Yingtiancheng, and the country was named Yingtian.

When the news came out, the world trembled.