Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 522

[Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty-Three Calling the Rain]

Following his order, the Northland cavalry, who had been staring at them, finally moved, and rushed down the mountain in a black mass. The roar of iron hoofs made everyone in the retreating Golden Snake Camp tremble, and they looked up despairingly at the man on the sentry tower. figure.

“Gale, get up!” Song Qingshu raised his hands again, as if some gods heard his call, just as he finished speaking, there was a gentle breeze in the valley just now, and the wind blew up, flying sand and rocks, and the blowing made people’s eyes a little open. If they didn’t open, the Manchu cavalry who were charging were facing the wind, and they were particularly affected. All of them were swaying, and the entire formation was a little chaotic all of a sudden.

Everyone in the Golden Snake Camp had already received orders, and they took out their weapons one after another and lined up their formations.

At this time, they were completely different from just now. All of them seemed to be on adrenaline. Some people couldn’t help but scream, and their morale suddenly returned to the peak.

“How is this possible!”

Sabusu secretly complained, is there really someone who can control the power of nature?

However, he soon put the sudden weakness and fear behind him. He knew in his heart that once the cavalry rushed forward, if they suddenly ordered to stop, only the rear army would collide with the front army and die without a fight.

At this moment, the arrow had to be on the string. Although facing the wind, the combat effectiveness of the cavalry troops was greatly reduced, and Sabusu had to let the cavalry continue to charge down, but he asked for a burst of energy to destroy the rabble below.

The Northern Route Army deserves to be the elite who have been stationed in the northern border all the year round. The initial panic was quickly controlled by Sabusu, although everyone squinted, since they continued to rush down the mountain.

“Lightning!”

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

“Thunder!”

Song Qingshu quickly and clearly spit out two words, followed by a deafening sound of thunder resounding through the valley, which suddenly suppressed the sound of the Qing soldiers charging.

The Qing soldiers are still in chaos. In this era, Song Qingshu’s performance is really appalling. He can control the wind, fire and lightning by himself. What is it?

Coupled with the strong wind and thunder and lightning in the valley, many horses were also frightened, and they were no longer under the control of the riders. Once the front army was in chaos, the entire charging camp was also in chaos.

Watching the cavalry stumble into a group, Sabusu’s heart bleeds. He has been in the army for decades, and he has never encountered such a useless thing. He has the upper hand. Centaurs!

Sabusu looked around, and finally felt a little relieved. After all, it was the elite that he brought out. Although he suffered so many sudden situations, nearly half of the cavalry still slyly avoided the chaos ahead.

“Whether you are a god or a ghost, this time I will make you the ghost of my iron cavalry.” Song Qingshu’s almost ghostly performance made Sabusu a little terrified, but after all, he had fought in the battlefield for many years, and he was very murderous. Get up and command the remaining cavalry troops to continue rushing down the mountain.

Although the cavalry under his command was terribly afraid, the general was usually very strict, and they were charging from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. With the same momentum, they couldn’t stop if they wanted to, so they had to bite the bullet and follow the general to rush down the mountain.

Seeing that the Golden Snake Camp was getting closer and closer, Sabusu licked his tongue and shouted, “Raise your gun! Prepare to shoot!

” The morale was at an all-time high, and the riots could not help but start.

Song Qingshu also noticed the actions of the Manchu cavalry, and knew that when they came within range and fired several rounds of salvos with three eyes in their hands, the Golden Snake Battalion might suffer heavy losses.

However, he was already prepared, and he raised his hands to the sky again, and shouted: “The rain is coming!”

If he heard Song Qingshu’s ghostly cry before, whether it was the Golden Snake Battalion or the Manchu cavalry, he would only laugh at him like a lunatic, but This series of things that seemed to be dreamlike just now,

Let everyone not dare to despise his words.

Sabusu’s heart froze for a moment, and it was already cold. If it was really called by him to rain, the three-eyed guns that his cavalry were most proud of would all become decorations. In addition, there was a lot of mud in the valley. There are mud puddles everywhere in the rain, which are deadly traps for the charging cavalry.

“God, please don’t rain.” Sabusu has always been disrespectful to ghosts and gods, and he couldn’t help but pray at this moment.

It’s a pity that God seemed to be on Song Qingshu’s side today, and soon Sabusu felt a cold drop of water hit his cheek.

“It’s over, it’s over, it’s over.”

Sabusu ordered frantically, regardless of whether the enemy was in range or not: “Quickly shoot, shoot!”

It’s a pity that the rain came faster than expected. At first, the raindrops the size of beans were thin. It was sparse, and soon pouring rain poured down, and the three-eyed gun in the hands of the Manchu cavalry had just fired a few shots before being soaked in the gunpowder by the rain, and the three-eyed gun suddenly turned into a burning stick.

What was even more frightening was that the rain was so heavy that the ground became soft and muddy in a visible degree to the naked eye.

At this time, the Qing soldiers finally collapsed. No one wanted to continue rushing down. Those who fell off their horses pulled their legs and ran back. The few lucky ones who did not fall off hurriedly turned their horses and fled back up the mountain. It just happened to collide with the person behind him who couldn’t get enough.

The cavalry troops, which had been murderous not long ago, suddenly turned into a pot of porridge and lost their combat effectiveness in an instant.

“My performance is like Zhuge Zhiliang and Guan Yunzhi!” Song Qingshu finally breathed a sigh of relief and couldn’t help but think in a sullen way, but he was stunned to see the entire Golden Snake Camp below as if dumbfounded. He couldn’t help shouting angrily and hilariously: “What are you doing, just rush to me!”

Song Qingshu is now the reincarnation of an immortal in the eyes of everyone, and his voice suddenly detonated the morale of the entire Golden Snake Camp. .

All the people, whether it’s his direct line troops, or other subordinates, Yang Miaozhen’s red jacket army, or the Jianghu sect who help boxing, all of them are like chicken blood. The regiment of Manchu cavalry rushed over.

“General, let’s go, it’s too late.” A group of personal soldiers on the mountainside pulled Sabusu anxiously and comforted him.

“I think my dignified 8,000 elites were actually defeated by one person!” Sabu glanced at the man at the foot of the mountain, gritted his teeth and pulled out his waist knife, beheading a few of his personal soldiers who persuaded him to escape.

“Those who dare to retreat, beheaded!” Sabusu said fiercely. Although the large army is in chaos now, its strength still exists.

Song Qingshu at the foot of the mountain keenly noticed that the soldiers around Sabusu seemed to be gathering signs, and couldn’t help laughing: “I have heard for a long time that King Xiao used to take the rank of the King of Chu from the ten thousand troops, and Song has been fascinated for a long time. Let’s follow suit.”

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