Chapter 2302 The Guizi scroll cavalry stands out with the sound of swords and guns (8)

Looking at the swarming Jianzhou armored infantry, all the gunmen fired the last blow in their hands, and then took a deep breath. They knew that the last battle they faced was about to come.

No matter that these armored infantry were shot and killed like chickens and dogs before, now they have to face the fierce and violent Jianzhou armored infantry in close combat. In other words, now is when they are at their weakest, but they are not He can only be captured without hesitation.

  Accompanied by a high-pitched command: "Fix the bayonet!"

Thousands of people moved almost in unison, holding a blunderbuss in one hand, and with the other hand they suddenly pulled out a three-foot-long three-sided thorn from their waists.

This triangular sharp thorn is completely made of tempered steel, with deep grooves. Of course, it is carefully crafted by the Gyeonggi Military-Industrial Complex. It has been a while since the equipment has been officially introduced into various border towns, but it is officially used in military formations like this. This is the first time it has been used on the battlefield on a large scale.

Tuluha and the others were all stunned by the actions of the Dazhou fire gunmen who were more than ten steps away. They didn't know what these people were going to do with a three-foot-long spike. Could it be that this sharp point To assassinate him and confront his group? Then they are too whimsical.

 But then they saw a strange sight.

I saw almost a thousand people uniformly pulling out the three-pointed spike, then raising their hands to insert the back handle of the spike into the barrel of the gun. They seemed to twist it, and suddenly the fire gun turned into a gun. A nondescript "spear gun".

this is okay too?

Tuluha was puzzled. Such a slender spike wanted to fight against his own side?

Not to mention whether the spikes can be firmly inserted into the barrel of the gun, but even if it can be fixed, the barrel of the gun is made of rolled iron sheets. Can it hold up? It's not that this fire gun is expensive. These Zhou soldiers are so extravagant. They would rather use a fire gun to resist in this way? Of course, saving one's life is more important, and this seems acceptable.

But how much resistance can such a different "spear gun" play?

 Actually, Tuluha couldn't see it clearly, but some sharp-eyed armored soldiers could still see it clearly.

The spikes pulled out by the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty were not traditional single-edged or double-edged blades, but triangular. They had basically no cutting effect, but the stabbing effect was not bad, and the blade was not easy to break.

Of course they couldn't see clearly the blood groove on the blade, but they could see that there seemed to be a sleeve-like accessory at the rear end of the triangular blade. They struck hard at the front of the fire gun, and then twisted it, as if He fixed the triangular sharp thorn on the fire gun pole.

But Tuluha and the others had no time to think about this at this time. They rushed here after experiencing countless deaths and killings. What they wanted to do was to kill all the Zhou soldiers in front of them, leaving no one left!

Roaring, roaring, and howling, Tuluha took the lead in charging, holding the wooden shield in his hand and the mace tightly. As soon as he got close, he would use the weapons in his hands to smash everything, especially the gun in his hand. Those Han heads!

"Get ready!" A high-pitched voice sounded again. All the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty moved in a uniform manner. It seemed that they had gone through countless trainings. The soldiers slightly retracted the barrels of their guns, leaned their bodies half forward, and stepped forward with their left feet. Step your right foot back into a lunge.

This is a typical stabbing preparation action, and it is also the only bayonet tactical action that Feng Ziying can remember after coming to this world. A single soldier stabs three times in a row, and at the same time, he adds an anti-stab action.

 In fact, for this kind of movement that is already in the final stage, there is no need for more. It is just a standard three-stab movement, and you only need to be able to do the anti-stab and anti-cutting movements.

At this point, if you can withstand three or five blows, you are considered perfect. If you really have to rely on this fire gun and bayonet to fight with the opponent's professional spearmen or sword and shield soldiers with cold weapons, then you are looking too high on yourself. .

For the Zhou army, the same three consecutive thrusts were the last desperate act. The first row fell, the second row continued to thrust forward, the second row fell, and the third row pounced on them again, again with three consecutive thrusts. .

For the enemy, they only have this one move. At this time, any anti-stab blocking is of little significance. The enemy's movements will be more flexible and faster than you. If you block once, you will not be able to block the second one. It is better to fight hard and fight three times in a row. Stab, if you can't stab the opponent with three consecutive stabs, then it's time to GAMEOVER yourself.

When Tuluha and the others rushed towards the Zhou soldiers, they heard thousands of people burst into a deafening roar: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Thousands of three-edged fire cannons turned into a forest of bayonets, and with roars, they suddenly thrust forward crazily.

Even Tuluha and the others were also professional hand-to-hand fighters, but they were still in a hurry when faced with the forest of bayonets surging from the front.

The wooden shield kept waving to block it, but there was always a place where it could not be blocked. The three-edged thorn poked in, pierced into the body, and when it was pulled out, the blood spurted out uncontrollably, and the person fell softly to the ground. rise.

Of course, the disadvantage of this kind of crazy thrusting regardless of protection is also very obvious, that is, facing the opponent's slashing and stabbing, they basically have no resistance. In a word, if he can't stab the enemy, he will only be slashed by the enemy. Stabbed down, or died with the enemy.

The brutal and terrifying fighting battle finally broke out at this moment. The duel between the two sides has finally evolved from the initial hunting with firearms to the current confrontation with cold weapons. Everyone is gnashing their teeth and looking ferocious. Only by killing the other can they have a chance of survival. If you kill the opponent, you may also be killed by another enemy, but if you don't kill the enemy in front of you, you have no chance of survival.

Faced with such a fierce and fierce collision and fighting, the other soldiers hiding behind had nothing to do. The eagle-billed gun soldiers retreated steadily and moved to higher places. When they arrived at a suitable area, under the officer's order, , reassembled the array, set up the bracket, and took aim.

Even in order to improve their position, they would put down the small stool behind them and stand on it themselves, so that they could better use their positional advantages to carry out long-range sniping against the soldiers at the rear of the battle formation.

The crazy killing duel continues, with the two groups of crowded killing machines stabbing and slashing at each other. At this time, the advantage of the thick army formation will gradually become apparent.

Tuluha no longer remembers that he killed the Shaohan soldiers in front of him, but there will always be people who keep popping up and stabbing him endlessly and endlessly.

His wooden shield has been pierced twice. Once he dodged quickly and avoided it, and the other time it pierced his arm directly. Fortunately, it passed through the radius bone and pierced half of the entire palm muscle.

But at this time, Tuluha no longer felt pain. The intense tension made him ignore everything and only focus on the piercing three-sided thorns flying in front of him. He dodged, blocked, and then fought back to kill. other side.

Another guy came out, shouting, roaring, and slashed at him with a sword in his hand. Tuluha tilted his head to dodge the blow, and took advantage of the opportunity to hit the opponent's shoulder with a mace hammer. , the vertebrae pierced into the opponent's leather armor, and the opponent howled in pain and fell backwards. Tuluha was about to step forward and give another blow, but heard a loud bang in his ears.

A sense of trance came over him, and he felt that his body suddenly became a little weak, and his steps staggered a little. He took a step back, and he was a little unsteady. He took another step back, and the whole world was spinning, and his vision seemed to be clear and blurred sometimes. .

Tuluha turned his head with difficulty and tried to stand still. His eyes finally locked onto the target, which was the guy who fell on the ground. He should be an officer, but the simple knife in his hand had already been lost. No, the other guy There is a short blunderbuss in only one hand, why is it so short?

His hand was slowly withdrawing. The short blunderbuss didn't look like a matchstick, so why did it fire?

Wu Xiang, who was lying on the ground, withdrew his hand. There were still a few wisps of smoke from the short gun slowly dissipating, and his body was still shaking a little.

He couldn't die because his wife, Zu Shi, had just given birth to a son.

This is a self-made fire gun given to her by her third uncle, Zu Dabi. It is said that Governor Feng gave it to her eldest uncle, Zu Dashou. Zu Dashou gave it to Zu Dabi, and Zu Dabi finally gave it to himself.

 Unexpectedly, this thing saved his life at the last moment.

Tuluha's eyes were fixed on the gray-faced guy who couldn't get up from the ground. He grunted twice in his throat, but in the end he couldn't make a sound. He shook his body a few times and fell to the ground.

With the death of Tuluha, the bravest warrior of the Jianzhou Army, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The Jianzhou armored infantry finally couldn't bear it anymore.

As the formation broke up, more and more soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty came up with three-pronged thorns of fire guns. They still used the same three-pronged thorns. "Kill! Kill! Kill!" The sound was endless, and finally the remaining armored infantry began to retreat. , and finally turned into a mad dash.

At this time, the hawk-billed gunmen were still constantly adjusting their shooting distance. These armored infantrymen who turned and fled back undoubtedly became their best hunting targets.

"Bang! Bah! Bah! Bah!" sounded continuously. Almost every two or three times, an armored soldier who had escaped a hundred steps would fall to the ground. At this time, everything on the battlefield looked more like A hunting game.

With his forehead and face turning pale, he did not dare to throw the last three thousand soldiers into the battlefield because he knew that he had been defeated.

Entering the battlefield, they may be able to cause greater damage to the opponent, but those armed with fire gun soldiers equipped with triangular spikes can quickly transform from fire gunmen to spearmen. Although their individual melee combat effectiveness is not worth mentioning, when Thousands of people charging and stabbing with such disregard for life and death cannot be underestimated.

 How many of the 3,000 of my own people will be left? Five hundred, or eight hundred? I don't even know.

 (End of this chapter)