Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

It was like the roar of a fierce tiger.

boom!

Without any resistance, the head was easily opened.

The soldier was jolted.

His body began to convulse uncontrollably, and blood gushed out.

The next instant, his head exploded.

His brain was blown open.

The body crashed to the ground, smoke still billowing from its neck, emitting a burnt smell.

"Enemy attack!" a voice came from afar.

If they don't even have the ability to cope in this situation, then they are not qualified soldiers or elites.

For a knight, perception and speed are the most crucial.

But this attack was completely unexpected.

They stared blankly at the corpse lying in a pool of blood, then screamed in despair.

"Where?" Chen Zhao asked.

Colonel Watanabe stood up, his expression grave as he looked around.

He never expected that he would fall victim to the virus.

He usually stabs people in the back; I never expected something like this to happen this time.

"Deep in the dense forest."

The other scouts pointed into the depths of the woods, but found nothing.

"Everyone, prepare for battle immediately!"

Watanabe made a decision quickly.

However, he was not afraid.

After all, there were only ten of them, so even if they wanted to ambush us, it wouldn't make any sense.

Instead, it will put them in a desperate situation.

Three hundred cavalrymen facing ten infantry regiments—the outcome was predictable.

"Kill!" Li Tianming shouted.

In the woods, Ye Bai calmly put away the AWM.

"Charge!" he shouted.

Zhang Dabiao and his group took the lead.

Army after army surged in from all directions.

Among them were many newly recruited individuals who had not received any professional training and were only qualified to use firearms.

But now, it's not impossible to send them out to gain experience.

In their view, this battle should be safe.

"Giddy up!" came a loud shout.

The Japanese cavalry had just dismounted when they were about to gallop away.

However, at that moment, they were startled by what they saw.

All around, the soldiers of the Independent Regiment surged forth like a torrent.

In an instant, all their escape routes were completely blocked.

They weren't given any time to escape.

Everyone was running quickly, closing the distance. Zhang Dabiao took the lead, flipping the fuse in his hand, his face fierce.

......... ........ ...

They stared directly at the Japanese, without uttering a single unnecessary word, just one word: Kill!

"No way?"

Groya's eyes widened as he stared incredulously at the Independent Regiment charging towards them.

This made him even more confused.

Are these people invisible, or can they fly?

How did you manage to hide here?

You should know that they had been keeping an eye on it; there were only ten enemies in total.

A force of three or four thousand people is bound to attract attention if anything happens.

And from the flat ground beneath their feet, they could clearly see the city gate.

But I had no premonition whatsoever.

They seemed to have vanished suddenly.

They were caught completely off guard.

There were people all around.

I have absolutely no idea.

Bang bang bang!

The members of the Independent Regiment were the first to choose to shoot at the goal.

Chapter 294: We Cannot Break Through

Several knights were shot and died on the spot.

Although these warhorses were well-trained and not intimidated, their four front paws were raised high.

"How did they manage to transport these troops here so quietly?"

Watanabe also seemed lost in thought.

"What should I do?"

"kill!"

"If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

"The only way is to break through by force and escape as much as possible."

"I never expected these Manchu bannermen to be so cunning. How could they suddenly appear?"

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His subordinates all shouted at Colonel Watanabe.

Colonel Watanabe's eyes also turned bloodshot.

They had no sympathy whatsoever for these people.

Bullets, one after another, mercilessly pierced their bodies.

The warriors on their warhorses fell one after another, like a torrential rain.

They were then mercilessly driven back by the warhorses.

"Charge out!" he roared.

Colonel Watanabe roared, "If we delay any longer, we'll probably lose another ten men."

With only three hundred knights, such casualties were beyond their capabilities.

They started whipping the horse's rump repeatedly.

The horse was in so much pain that it stomped its feet, kicking up clouds of dust as it thrashed about on the ground.

After saying that, he rushed forward as fast as he could.

However, the Independent Regiment had already surrounded them, and no matter what their situation was, they would have to face the Independent Regiment's artillery fire.

This is a big net.

They were just laughing and joking, thinking the Independent Regiment was nothing more than a small fry, and they were trying to wipe out the Independent Regiment and make a great contribution.

As a result, they fell into their trap without even realizing it.

Terrified!

Therefore, he had no choice but to confront them head-on.

But now, they are courting death.

The artillery fire was closing in on the Independent Corps. The Japanese soldiers cried out in agony as they fell. A soft "whoosh" followed.

Colonel Watanabe reined in his horse and stopped it. The horse seemed to become anxious as well, kicking wildly with its hooves.