C6 Fire Gun Team Fire Gun Team

The rain of arrows, the cracking of flame gun s, the shouts and cries of slaughter that filled the mountains, and the flickering of torches made malevolent faces appear under the light. Xiao Letian finally understood how cruel the war at the cold weapon s epoch was. He helplessly watched as the steel knife cut off the head.

More than 100 arrows were shot at the same time, causing Caravan to be unable to raise his head, and also suppressing his morale to the lowest point. At this time, the camp was completely in chaos, and all the commanders had lost their effectiveness. No matter how Qing San Ye shouted, no one would listen to him.

Looking at Manager Fan, this old man was quite bold. He stood on the shaking incense case and loudly encouraged everyone's morale, the reward after victory had already increased to 60,000 Silver, but at this time, who would care about money? His motivation was only to spend it in the water mirror.

Liu Yisi and Sai Men were the bravest ones in the resistance. These two cowboys didn't look like merciful missionaries anymore. They were calling people by their spears like Deicide possessed. However, their martial prowess couldn't change the general situation. More than a hundred bandit vanguards had already mixed with the Caravan, causing the area in front of the Mountain Temple to be crowded.

The most terrifying thing was that bandit also had a gun in his hand. Although it was just a few scattered muffled sounds, when the gunshots rang out, everyone on scene understood that this was not bandit. The one who surrounded them was definitely a small group of Army.

"What the f * ck is this war... "You bunch of trash, listen to my commands …" Xiao Letian pulled out a horsewhip from nowhere and lashed three times towards Buddy, who was beside him, and poured the iron sand seed into his mouth of the gun with his trembling hands. He couldn't care about anything else. In his heart, there was only the thought of survival.

"All of Musketeers, gather towards me. F * ck, Laozi will teach you how to play with guns …" F * ck, you did not f * cking pretend to be a gunpowder and now you're stuffing it with iron sand seed? "I'll beat you to death …"

Xiao Letian was running wildly in the Mountain Temple, dragging Musketeers who was fighting alone to his side. In the end, even Liu Yisi and Sai Men had run to his side.

There were only ten flame gun in the Caravan, and they were all the oldest type that fought iron sand seed. However, in this chaotic situation, shotgun s that fought iron sand seed were actually more useful.

"Listen to my command, pretend to be a Ammunition …" Xiao Letian had never thought that he would be so violent. Every time the ten Wu steelers were a little slower, he would go up and whip them. In the chaos of disorder, people would always listen to the orders of the strong subconsciously. Now, Xiao Letian was the strongest person in the Caravan, with one hand holding a whip and the other holding a left wheel, he actually beat everyone to the point that no one dared to resist.

"Aim at the locust tree on the left …" "Put …" Wuchang roared, he felt that his vocal cords were about to be torn apart. The ten Buddy subconsciously shot, the ten bird guns opened fire at the same time, and iron sand seed pounced over like a dark cloud.

At the far left side of the temple gate, bandit had just surrounded ten people. Never would they have thought that a large group of iron sand seed would welcome them, and immediately beat them up into pockmarked faces, while covering their faces and rolling around on the ground in pain. However, Xiao Letian didn't have the time to appreciate his victory at this time.

"Load it up, load it up for Laozi …" He hopped back and forth between the ten Wu steelers. If he was a little slower, he would have started beating them up. Under Xiao Letian's pressure, the ten Wu steelers were once again filled up as fast as they could in their entire lives.

"Listen to my orders... In the direction of the right-most white stone... "Fire …"

"Listen to my orders... "Everyone reloaded …"

"Listen to my orders... "Fire right in the middle..."

"All Caravan's Buddy and Soldiers, get down, get down …"

Xiao Letian was just like lunatic, using his whip and handgun to force this temporary small flame gun team to come out and shoot at them. In his previous life, his military buddies had said that this shooting method had a nickname, which was called lined up shooting.

Xiao Letian knew that this type of shooting method did not require a person to be brave or accurate. What was required was discipline, a uniform loading, a uniform firing, and the formation of a dense barrage of bullets in a small area. No wulin master would be able to penetrate such a barrage of bullets.

Four years ago, the English and French used this kind of flame gun s to defeat Seng Gelinqin's Mongolia cavalry. It could be imagined how difficult it was for even the high speed war horse to pass through this curtain of bullets, let alone bandit who relied on his legs.

Right now, Xiao Letian was just a living lunatic, he was already hysterical. In front of his eyes was a white fog of gunpowder and the darkness behind him. The slope that he could reach was only 10 meters wide, it was fine as long as he changed directions and fired.

"Shoot, shoot …" Everyone in front of him fell down. It didn't matter to him if he hurt Laozi by accident … Fire left, load... Fire Right... " As he was shouting, the two hulks suddenly pushed Xiao Letian down to the ground.

"Wake up, you're crazy with blood …" "Wake up, Enemy is leaving …" The next moment, a bowl of cold water was poured on Xiao Letian's face. Kid finally regained his senses.

When Xiao Letian opened his eyes, he discovered that he was leaning on the doorjamb of Mountain Temple. In front of him were a lot of human heads, each and every one of them had a grateful look in their eyes.

"Mr. Xiao, thank you for saving me in the face of danger. Please accept my respect …" Manager Fan was about to lift up his robe and kneel down when Buddy, who was standing behind him, suddenly knelt down. How could Xiao Letian make an old man who was almost seventy kneel? Isn't that a lifespan loss? He quickly jumped up and helped Liu Tie up.

"My lifespan has been shortened, are you trying to take away my lifespan …?" How can we thank each other so much? How's our Brothers's loss? "Not big …" Xiao Letian finally woke up.

At this time, Qing San Ye walked over with an awkward face, "Fine, you're a man. You actually managed to solve this fatal trap of yours." "Although I understood the method you used later on, when you thought about it at that time, I didn't expect you to be more powerful than me …" Aiya, this Baji is not bad, being able to lower his head in arrogance is really rare.

"Xiao, you are very outstanding. I now believe you, you have really traveled through the West, and you even know Army very well. In such a chaotic situation, I didn't even think about forming the flame gun Formation. Not only did you think of it, but you can also use it flexibly. Liu Yisi and Sai Men straight at him.

Xiao Letian laughed bitterly, "Don't be happy too early, let me see the situation now." Borrowing the light from the torch, Xiao Letian leaned against the wall and choked on the smell of blood when he appeared. Good heavens! The Asura Hell was probably like this.

The open space in front of the temple was at the edge of the gentle slope. More than sixty corpses lay on the ground in disorder, of which forty belonged to bandit. The remaining twenty or so belonged to Caravan Buddy. The blood had gathered into a small stream and was dripping down in the dark night.

Sixty people! In his previous life, that was half a company's strength and they were gone just like that. This showed just how intense the battle had been. If it wasn't for Xiao Letian temporarily forming a flame gun team, the outcome would have been unimaginable.

"old shopkeeper, is there anyone in Buddy who has such a loud voice? Is he good at negotiation?" For him to shout and talk like this, is it really alright to keep beating him up like this? " Xiao Letian was now the military Leader of Caravan. No one dared to disobey his orders, and in a short while, he was already beside the great locust tree.

"The Great Master at the foot of the mountain …" We are Caravan of Shanxi Province, and not paying our respects in the precious lands we passed is our bad manners, please forgive us … " Before he could even finish shouting, two balls of fire lit up in the darkness, followed by countless iron sand seed s hitting the leaves.

Xiao Letian's heart turned cold when he saw this, "How can this be? What kind of method is this?" You don't even want to bother negotiating? You want us to die just like that? " After that, he stared at old shopkeeper and Qing San Ye.

After thinking for a long time, no one could have imagined that he would be as powerful as that enemy. Xiao Letian saw that he couldn't get anything out of him, so he could only sigh and say, "Let's guard tonight, and see if there are any opportunities tomorrow …"

Xiao Letian turned his head around from the short wall and saw that not a single person from Caravan was resting. They were all staring at him, as if staring at their savior. There were also two Little girl's heads staring at him from the dilapidated window of the Mountain Temple, causing Xiao Letian to feel embarrassed from the stares of the crowd.

At the front of crowd were the ten Musketeers who made a great contribution. At this time, they also woke up from their initial fright. One by one, they puffed out their chests and stacked their bellies as they received Xiao Letian's review. Xiao Letian looked at the cut on their cotton-padded jackets and the scar on their faces. He felt really embarrassed.

"You all … Are you guys okay? The reason why I was a little ruthless was also to save everyone. Don't hate me … "

"I don't hate you …" adults lashed out a whip to let us improve. These whips are nothing. When we went to learn craftsmanship, Master's blows were even more ruthless than this … "Adults are uncomfortable and self-conscious …"

Aiyo, Xiao Letian is blushing. Look at his awareness, he took the initiative to find an excuse for me, what a good Buddy this is. Maybe if I teach them a little bit of knowledge, they will automatically treat me as Master. In the ancient times, Master was no different from his own father. His master was the Lord of the Heavens and the Earth.

"Do your job well. You must protect this gentle slope tonight. Remember the method I taught you. It was a great locust tree on the left, with a gentle slope in the middle and white rocks on the right. "You don't have to aim at people. You just aim at the reference …" After saying a few words, Wuchang patted their shoulders to show his encouragement.

The night was getting late, and the people of Caravan began to rest. Xiao Letian also stayed behind to catch up on his sleep. At the foot of the mountain, Wu Tie and the other men were not in the mood to rest. They had already held a meeting for more than two hours.

"Prince, let me give it another shot. Brothers, you can't just die in vain …" Kneeling beside the fire was a 40 year old man with a grey beard. Beside him was a three feet long steel blade.

In front of gray beard sat a thirty-three-year-old middle-aged man. He had a squarish face, sharp eyebrows, and an extremely muscular build. He was clearly dressed as a military general, but there was a sense of elegance in his demeanor. "He was the one whom gray beard called Prince.

Prince didn't say anything. He was just playing with the bronze monocle in his hand. It was obviously the precious Western cuisine. Prince raised his hand and let gray beard sit beside him. "I saw it in the evening. Our intelligence is not accurate. A weird young man suddenly appeared …"

"Who cares if he's weird or not, charge forward and chop him into pieces. We want all of the silver, Manchu, Chinese goblin and the others, not a single one of them can escape …" The hatred in gray beard's eyes was as real as it was real. It was not the gaze of someone who wanted to make a fortune for himself.

Looking at Prince falling into silence, the impatient gray beard kneeled down in front of Prince once again, "Lord Wing King, don't hesitate, let me charge again. We can't let 40 old brothers die in vain …"

With a "pa" sound, a five-finger mark appeared on gray beard's face, "How many times have I told you this? The old me is already dead, dead …" "If you dare to use even a little bit of your past title, I will personally chop off your head …"