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Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 523

Published at 9th of June 2022 08:04:20 AM


Chapter 523

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With his command, the northern cavalry finally moved and rushed to the foot of the mountain. The roaring sound of the iron hooves made the people of the Golden Snake camp who were still retreating shiver and look up at the figure on the sentry tower in despair.

"Gale, get up!" Song Qingshu raised his hands again. It seemed that a spirit heard his call. As soon as his voice fell, there was a gentle breeze in the valley just now. Suddenly, the wind was so strong that people couldn't open their eyes. The Manchu cavalry, who were charging, were especially affected by the wind. They were all in a mess.

All the people in the Golden Snake camp had already been ordered to take out their weapons one after another and set up a formation to be ready. At this time, they were completely different from just now. They all seemed to have adrenaline. Some people even could not help crying, and their morale suddenly returned to the peak.

"How could that be?"

Sabu murmured, can anyone really control the power of nature? However, he soon forgot the weakness and fear that had suddenly arisen. He knew in his heart that once the cavalry charged up, if they suddenly ordered to stop, they would only bump into the front army and die without fighting.

At this moment, he had to fight against the wind. Although the fighting power of the cavalry was greatly reduced in the face of the wind, Sabu had to let the cavalry continue to rush down, but he wanted to work hard to defeat the mob below.

The northern route army is worthy of being the elite garrison in Northern Xinjiang all the year round. The initial confusion was soon controlled by sabusu. Although they all squinted, they continued to rush down the mountain.

"Lightning!"

Song Qingshu's mysterious voice sounded again, and soon a thick long lightning flashed across the sky. Under the dazzling electric light, the figure on the tower suddenly became like a demon.

"Thunder

Song Qingshu quickly and clearly spit out two words, and then a deafening thunder resounded through the valley, all of a sudden suppressed the sound of the Qing soldiers charging.

At last, the Qing soldiers were in chaos. In this era, song Qingshu's performance is really shocking. He can control the wind, fire and lightning with his own power. What is it if he is not a demon?

In addition, there was a strong wind, lightning and thunder in the valley. Many of the horses were frightened and were no longer controlled by the riders. Once the former army was in chaos, the whole charging camp was in chaos.

Looking at the cavalry falling into a regiment one after another, Sabu's heart was dripping with blood. He had never met such a coward for decades since he joined the army, and he had the upper hand. As a result, he lost half of his men and horses before the handover of the two armies!

Sabu looked around and finally felt relieved. After all, it was the elite he had brought out. Although he suffered from so many unexpected situations, nearly half of the cavalry skillfully avoided the chaos ahead.

"Whether you are a God or a ghost, I will make you a ghost under my iron horse this time." Song Qingshu's almost ghostly performance made Sabu feel a little scared, but after all, he had been fighting in the battlefield for many years, and he was very murderous. He soon launched a fierce attack and directed the remaining cavalry troops to continue to rush down the mountain.

Although his cavalry were scared to death, the general was very strict on weekdays. In addition, they charged from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. They could not stop together, so they had to follow the general to the foot of the mountain.

Looking closer and closer to the Golden Snake camp, saboo licked his tongue and roared, "raise your gun! Ready to shoot

Looking at the tartar cavalry in the distance raising their black three eyes blunderbuss one after another, although the morale of the Golden Snake camp at the foot of the mountain is unprecedented, it can't help but start a riot.

Song Qingshu also noticed the action of the Manchu cavalry, and knew that when they were within range, they would have a lot of losses.

But he had been prepared, and he held the sky in his hands and roared: "rain is coming!"

If I heard song Qingshu yelling like this before, no matter it was the Golden Snake camp or the Manchu cavalry, I would only laugh at him like a madman. But just now, this series of things happened like a dream, so that everyone dare not despise his words.

Sabu's heart was cold. If he really called the rain, his cavalry's most proud three eyes blunderbuss suddenly became furnishings. In addition, there was a lot of soil in the valley. When he met the rain, there were mud pits everywhere. It was a fatal trap for the charging cavalry.

"God, please don't rain." Sabu had always been disrespectful to ghosts and gods, and now he could not help praying.

It's a pity that God seems to be standing on Song Qingshu's side today. Soon, Sabu felt a cold water drop hit his cheek.

"It's over, it's over, it's all over."

Sabu crazy underground order, regardless of whether the enemy has entered the range: "fast shooting, shooting!"

It's a pity that the rain came faster than expected. At the beginning, the big raindrops were scattered, and soon it was pouring down. The three eyes blunderbuss in the hands of the Manchu cavalry had just fired a few shots, but the gunpowder was soaked by the rain. The three eyes blunderbuss suddenly turned into a firestick.

What's more, the rain was so heavy that the ground became soft and muddy with the speed visible to the naked eye, and the cavalry in row after row fell into the ground.

At this time, the Qing soldiers finally collapsed, and no one was willing to continue to rush down. Those who fell off their horses started to run back. A few lucky people who didn't fall also quickly turned their horses and fled back to the mountain, just bumping into the people behind.

Not long ago, the cavalry troops, which were still murderous, suddenly turned into a mess and lost their fighting power.

"My performance is just like Zhuge Zhiliang and Guan Yunchang." Song Qingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief, and could not help thinking about it. However, he was shocked to find that the whole Golden Snake camp below seemed to be silly. Looking at everything in front of him, he could not help but roar angrily and funny: "what are you doing? Give me a rush!"

Song Qingshu is immortal rebirth in people's eyes now. His voice has exploded the morale of the whole Golden Snake camp.

All the people, whether they were his own troops, or other officials in charge, or Yang Miaozhen's red coat army, or the martial arts sects in the river and lake, rushed to the chaotic Manchu cavalry.

"General, let's go. It's too late." On the hillside, a group of soldiers pulled saboo, anxiously comforted him.

"I think I'm 8000 elite, but I'm defeated by one person!" Sabu's face was withered. He took a look at the man at the foot of the mountain, gritted his teeth, pulled out his waist knife and killed several soldiers who advised him to escape.

"Those who dare to retreat will be killed!" Sabsou said fiercely that although the big troops are in chaos, they still have strength. As long as they can stabilize the chaos as soon as possible and stay aloof, they may not have the strength of the first World War.

Song Qingshu at the foot of the mountain keenly noticed that the soldiers around sabusu seemed to be gathering. He couldn't help laughing: "I've heard for a long time that King Xiao used to take the head of the king of Chu from all the armies. Song has been fascinated for a long time. Today, he's brave enough to follow suit."




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