Flower Stealing Master Chapter 523: Call the rain

Following his order, the northern cavalry who had been staring at them finally moved. The black ground rushed down the mountain. The roaring iron hoof made everyone in the retreating Golden Snake Camp frightened and looked up desperately at the sentry. The figure on the tower.

"The gale, get up!" Song Qingshu raised his hands again, as if a **** heard his call in the dark, his voice just fell, and the breeze was blowing in the valley just now, and the wind was violent in an instant, flying sand and rocks, blowing people's eyes. All of them couldn't open them. The Man Qing cavalry who was charging was facing the wind, and they were particularly affected. All of them were staggered, and the entire formation suddenly became a little messy.

The people in the Golden Snake Camp have long been ordered, and they have taken out their weapons and formed a formation to wait. At this moment, they were completely different from just now, all of them seemed to be playing adrenaline. Some people even couldn't help but screamed, and their morale returned to the top all at once.

"How is this possible!"

Sabsu secretly cries out, can someone really control the forces of nature? However, he soon put the sudden rise of weakness and fear behind him. He knew in his heart that once the cavalry rushed up, if they suddenly ordered to stop, only the rear army would crash into the front army and die without fighting.

At this moment, the arrow is on the string. Although facing the wind, the cavalry force is greatly reduced, and Sabusu has to let the cavalry continue to charge down, but I hope to smash the mob below.

The North Route Army is worthy of being an elite stationed in northern Xinjiang all year round. The initial panic was quickly controlled by Sabsu. Although all of them squinted, they continued to rush down the mountain.

"Lightning!"

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

"Thunder!"

Song Qingshu quickly uttered two words clearly, and then a deafening thunder sounded through the valley, and suddenly suppressed the sound of Qing soldiers charging.

The Qing soldiers are finally in chaos. In this era, Song Qingshu's performance is really appalling. He can control wind, fire and lightning with his own power. What is it that is not a god?

In addition to the strong winds in the valley, lightning and thunder, many horses were also frightened and were no longer under the control of the rider. Once the front army was in chaos, the entire charging camp was also chaotic.

Looking at the cavalry stumbling into a group, Sabsu's heart bleeds. He has been in the army for decades. He has never encountered such a useless thing. He has the upper hand. As a result, the two armies lose themselves before the handover. Half of the people!

Sabsu looked around, and finally felt relieved. After all, he brought out the elite. Although he suffered so many sudden situations, nearly half of the cavalry still cleverly avoided the chaos ahead.

"Whether you are a **** or a ghost, this time I will make you the ghost of my iron cavalry." Song Qingshu's almost ghost-like performance made Sabsu a little bit afraid, but after all, he has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and he is very murderous. Soon he got up fiercely and commanded the remaining cavalry troops to continue rushing down the mountain.

Although the cavalry under his command was terribly afraid of death, the commander's command was very strict. In addition, they charged from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain. Together, they could not stop even if they wanted to stop, so they had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the commander down the mountain. Rush away.

Seeing getting closer and closer to the Golden Snake Camp, Sabsu licked his tongue and yelled: "Raise the gun! Ready to shoot!"

Looking at the Tartar cavalry in the distance raising their dark three-eyed eyes, the Golden Snake Camp at the foot of the mountain could not help but start to riot despite its unprecedented morale.

Song Qingshu also noticed the actions of the Manchu cavalry, knowing that when they were within range, the Golden Snake Camp might suffer a heavy loss with three-eyed shots.

However, he was prepared for a long time, holding the sky with his hands again, and yelled: "The rain is coming!"

If you heard Song Qingshu's screams before, whether it was the Golden Snake Camp or the Man Qing cavalry, they would only laugh at him like a madman, but this series of things that seemed to be dreamlike just now made everyone dare not despise him. his words.

Sabsu's heart sighed, it was already cold. If he was summoned to rain, the three-eyed cockroach that his cavalry was most proud of would suddenly become a display, plus there is a lot of mud in the valley. , When encountering rain, there are mud pits everywhere, which is a deadly trap for the cavalry who charge up.

"God, please don't rain." Sabsu has always been disrespectful of ghosts and gods, and can't help but pray now.

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

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

Sabsu made a crazy order, regardless of whether the enemy was in range: "Shoot, shoot!"

It’s a pity that the rain came faster than imagined. At first, the big raindrops fell sparsely, and soon the pouring rain poured down. The three-eyed bluffs in the hands of the Man Qing cavalry had just fired a few shots. The gunpowder was soaked by rain, and the three-eyed expression suddenly turned into a fire stick.

What's even more frightening is that the rain was so heavy that the ground became soft and muddy to the naked eye. Rows of cavalry slammed their horses and fell head-on.

At this time, Qing Bing finally collapsed~IndoMTL.com~ No one wanted to continue to rush down. Those who fell off the horse pulled their legs and ran back. The few lucky ones who did not fall also hurriedly turned their horses’ heads and fled back up the mountain. It happened to collide with someone who was not close behind.

The cavalry troops, which were still murderous not long ago, suddenly turned into a pan of porridge, and instantly lost their combat effectiveness.

"My performance is just like Zhuge's Liang, Guan Yun's long!" Song Qingshu finally sighed and couldn't help but think about it, but soon it was stunned that the entire Golden Snake Camp below seemed to be dumbfounded. Seeing everything in front of me, I couldn't help yelling in an angry and funny way: "What are you doing in a daze, charge me!"

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

Everyone, whether it’s his direct line or other masters, Yang Miaozhen’s red-coated army, or the fist-assisting Jianghu sect, they all look like chicken blood. They just stepped on their legs. The Manchu cavalry rushed to the chaos.

"General, let's go, it's not too late." A group of soldiers on the mountainside pulled Sabsu, anxiously exhorting.

"I think I have eight thousand elites, but I was defeated by one person!" Sabu's face was ashamed, and he glanced at the man down the mountain, gritted his teeth and pulled out his knives, and killed several soldiers who had persuaded him to escape.

"Those who dare to retreat, cut!" Sabsu said fiercely. Although the large forces are chaotic, their strength still exists. As long as they can stabilize the chaotic situation as soon as possible and be condescending, they may not be without the power of a battle.

Song Qingshu at the foot of the mountain keenly noticed that the soldiers around Sabsu seemed to be gathering, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It has long been heard that King Xiao used to take the rank of the King of Chu from the army, and Song has been fascinated for a long time. Be brave today, and follow suit."

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