After the whole sect traveled to ancient times, I led the rebellion

Without grenades and explosives, the strength of the refugee army is basically equivalent to that of the militia led by Mu Shengda.

They were desperately killing the migrant soldiers who rushed up.

Mu Shengda's flintlock bullets had long been used up, and they desperately used their bodies to resist the attacks of the militia soldiers in order to slow them down.

Prevent them from rushing to the city gate for support.

Mu Shengda felt that his hands weighed a thousand pounds. He kept killing people with the knife, and his hands were already stained with blood.

The same is true for other militias.

In the refugee army’s camp, they have the advantage of being the main battlefield.

This is also one of the reasons why Mu Shengda and others gradually lost.

The situation on Mu Shengda's side became increasingly critical.

But they still didn't step back.

With red eyes, Mu Shengda inserted the knife into the chest of a migrant soldier and then pulled it out.

He can't stop.

If we stop, more people will die.

Mu Shengda continued to grit his teeth and persevere until a faint shout was heard.

It was not the voice of the militia, nor was it their voice.

At first, Mu Shengda thought that he was hallucinating because he had killed so many people.

But the shouting gradually grew louder and louder, from far away to near.

He watched as many people ran toward them.

Everyone held some strange weapon in their hands.

But it was this group of people carrying hoes who were walking towards them.

Mu Shengda looked at these people.

Their faces were strange yet familiar.

"Everyone, charge together, rush into the military camp and capture all the refugee soldiers!"

Someone spoke, and Mu Shengda recognized who it was.

These were the people of Shucheng. They paused as they passed by Mu Shengda:

"You guys take a break first, we'll follow."

The people of Shucheng recognized Mu Shengda and others.

The refugee army had unique clothes, and as soon as they arrived at the battlefield, they rushed towards the refugee army.

They are as fearless of life and death as Mu Shengda and others.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. We have just captured a lot of refugee soldiers. Once we capture them, the silver-armored soldiers will be able to rush in."

"I've lived for so long, and even if I die, it's worth it if I can kill a migrant soldier before I die."

"The silver-armored soldiers are about to attack. Everyone, work together. I'll charge first!"

“I’m here too!”

These ordinary people, who worked hard in the fields, rushed forward with their hoes.

In terms of numbers, all the people in Shucheng who could run and walk came here. They had already captured a lot of refugee soldiers.

With experience, I become even more motivated.

The refugee army is afraid of death, but they are not afraid of death.

The balance of the battle gradually tilted towards Mu Shengda's side.

"Those people from Shucheng are here too?"

"Yes."

The migrant soldier standing next to Chen Shui knelt on the ground with his head lowered to the ground. Facing Chen Shui's anger, he did not dare to raise his head:

"King, these people are about to attack the camp."

"How dare they? Who gave these ants the courage?" Chen Shui's eyes were gloomy:

"Damn it!"

He slammed the table with a vicious look in his eyes.

It was only a matter of time before these people attacked the camp. He couldn't stay here. He should go to the city gate.

There was a large group of migrant soldiers at the gate of Shucheng.

Yes, he had to go to the city gate. Only by staying at the city gate could he survive.

"You guys, lead a team and rush out."

"Yes."

Chen Shui gave the order and rushed out in armor without even having time to pack up his belongings.

He was very familiar with the terrain here. Seeing the flames rising to the sky outside and the sounds of shouting and killing everywhere, he couldn't help but feel panicked.

Chen Shui calmed himself and quickly took another route around the city gate.

The situation on Mu Shengda's side gradually became clear. With the help of the people of Shucheng, they captured most of the migrant soldiers.

Apart from killing a lot of migrant soldiers in the beginning, they stopped killing people later when some people voluntarily surrendered.

Mu Qing once talked to Mu Shengda about the mines in Anping counties.

These people will just die, so it’s better to send them to mine.

He remembered that he could also create some kind of labor and value.

So Mu Shengda tied up and confiscated all the weapons of the refugee army and controlled them all and then drove them together.

At the same time, the battle situation at the Shucheng city gate was not as intense as at the beginning, as there was no Ji Liangsheng to give orders.

Rao Deng was a complete useless person. Not only did he not know how to defend the city, but he was killed by Soldier C's flintlock rifle the moment he climbed onto the city gate.

Without the main general, the deputy general can only take over.

So far, several deputy generals of the refugee army have died.

No one dared to show their head on the wall of Shucheng anymore.

So they held the city gate with their bodies at the order of the deputy general.

The people of Shucheng were dissatisfied and some went to the camp where the refugee army was stationed, while others ran towards the city gate.

The moment Chen Shui was about to reach the city gate, he saw the people of Shucheng.

They rushed towards the refugee army regardless of anything.

Their persistence soon disturbed the soldiers defending the city.

Chen Shuicai ordered several migrant soldiers to form an encirclement. On the other side of the city gate, the team led by Situ Jin looked at the finally vacant position above the city gate and they seized the opportunity.

"Everyone keep working harder, and victory is just around the corner."

Situ Jin glanced at the charging silver-armored soldiers.

At the beginning, some people tried desperately to rush to the gate of Shucheng and throw explosives and grenades, but unfortunately they were stopped by the militia.

Halfway through, after many silver-armored soldiers sacrificed themselves, several grenades blew up part of the city wall, coupled with the attack of siege vehicles.

finally!

The city is broken!

"The city walls have been breached, the refugee army is nothing to be afraid of!

Charge with me!"

"kill!

kill!

kill!"

The powerful slogans combined together were deafening.

The gate of Shucheng was breached, and the silver-armored soldiers cleared the way with their sharp swords.

The refugee army was surrounded by the silver-armored soldiers led by Situ Jin and the people of Shucheng. They watched the people around them being killed.

Those with a better mentality were still fighting, but those with a bad mentality were frightened and fell to the ground on the spot.

Before Chen Shui could do anything to remedy the situation, when he saw Anping's silver-armored soldiers breaking into the city, he found a horse and rode on it.

Lost, everything lost.

Chen Shui tried to leave on horseback.

Without waiting for him to mount, he drove the horse away.

A bullet flew out from the black muzzle and instantly hit Chen Shui's head.

The sound of gunfire startled everyone.

After the city was broken, as the people of Shucheng rushed into the refugee army to fight with them, in order to avoid accidentally injuring civilians, the infantry troops temporarily put down their guns.

And this gunshot rang out.

Like thunder.

Like a sharp sword.

Chen Shui's life was quickly ended.

By the time the people of Shucheng came to their senses, the horse under Chen Shui was frightened and fled, and he himself was thrown to the ground due to death.

"Chen Shui is dead!"

"Heaven has eyes, the wicked are dead."

After Chen Shui's death, the morale of the migrant soldiers was greatly damaged when they saw their leader dead.