Traveler Major League

Chapter 43

As soon as the two sides came into contact, the thrown javelin immediately wounded Du Delin, the leader of Dujiazhuang, and the eight or nine people following him. Liu Ze took advantage of the victory to pursue and ordered a row of long spears to stab them all, killing them all.

In the absence of armor and armor, even a wooden gun head hardened by fire can still have enough lethality, and the attack range of a four-meter-long spear far exceeds that of farm tools such as hoes and flails. The pikemen in the shape basically use multiple spears to deal with a Zhuang Ding.

Therefore, after being shot down by the javelin, the scattered Zhuang Ding could only be massacred unilaterally. One move is enough.

Qiao Erer and Zheng Chengdong's people rushing over from both sides also encountered the problem that their weapons were too short to kill, but they were clever and rushed around to the side of the long spear formation, trying to fight closely.

Whoosh whoosh!A flurry of javelins flew by.

Qiao's second knife split the javelin that was fired.

"kill!"

The number of long spears on both sides is obviously insufficient, and the spearmen can only stab three Zhuang Ding with a single thrust. Qiao Lao Er, who is following behind, holds a big knife in both hands. When he came out and chopped vigorously, he split the wooden gun shaft into two pieces. These wooden guns were really crudely made. They were all made of thin tree poles in the forest behind Majiazhai. The soft and thin ones were irregular. .

Going forward again, a wooden shield blocking the way was split in half by a sweeping army.

"Oh, my god!" Several times exclaimed, because of the blocking of the wooden shield, this knife only cut out shallow bloodstains on the few people who blocked it.

Just at this time, the gun array was in disarray, Qiao Er Er squatted down and hurried forward a few steps, turning the knife along with him, stood up suddenly, and raised the edge of the knife.

The gun barrel in the hands of a People's Army soldier who was squeezed by the crowd at the back and had no cover in the front was broken. He only felt a chill in his abdomen, and looked down suspiciously, only to see blood poured out together with the intestines and internal organs , he couldn't help but slipped and fell on the bloody water, unable to move on the ground, his face was pale, and his mouth could not speak.

A strange smell of blood mixed with stench diffused, and the blood stirred up by Mr. Qiao's second-hand sword flew into the air and fell like raindrops. The spearmen in front of him had never seen such a scene, and they all threw away the damaged shields in their hands. , The broken gun was thrown away, and he ran back with a strange scream, but there were people behind him, how could he run away.

Qiao Laoer took a few steps forward, cut down two people with a knife left and right, and when he was about to kill, suddenly a javelin pierced through the gap in the wooden shield on the side, Qiao Laoer turned around and picked, With a flirt, an arm flew into the air.

At this time, several long spears stabbed at them. A Zhuang Ding jumped up from the side and rear and chopped Huashan Mountain with all his strength. He cut off all of them with one knife. The blood, severed fingers, and severed hands all flew into the air, and only then did he turn his head and smile at Joe's second son. It turned out that this was Qiao's second son's personal followers, who also took advantage of the queue he broke to kill in.

Liu Ze had just led someone to stab Du Delin and others to death in the front. At this moment, he also noticed the confusion on both sides, and quickly separated from the middle with Wang Shanbao to outflank the two wings. Du Dehai was dead in the front and no one was restraining the gun array. Qiao Erer and Zheng Chengdong were immediately surrounded by guns.

For Liu Ze, this was also the most dangerous moment, because once Du Dehai led his men up to support the pincer attack, the entire gun array would be smashed to pieces.

"Master Du is dead."

"Ouch, run!"

"Surrender to avoid death, take down the Du family village, and distribute the land and the floating wealth to the poor."

With the roar of explosives and the cries of the remaining Zhuang Ding in front of Du Dehai, the team of tenants and farmers mixed together by the three Zhuangzi on Du Dehai's side completely blew up the nest. Sa Yazi slipped away.

At this time, Qiao Lao Er, Zheng Chengdong and others who had already rushed into the gun formation also heard the movement outside, but they were surrounded by people, who could only hear but not see the changes behind them, so when the middle gunmen surrounded them, , it is already too late.

Seeing the situation, Qiao's second brother immediately shouted: "Rush out with me!"

After finishing speaking, he leaned on his shoulder and knocked down the wooden shield in front of him, swiped his knife left and right, and easily chopped down the two of them, cursing: "You bastards, you can fight in groups, there is a kind of one-on-one!" Dare to go forward, they all retreated cautiously, this time the front was completely empty, and they were killed through.

Before he could be happy, there was a burst of screams from behind, and when he turned his head back, Qiao Lao Er's heart sank for a moment, and a gun shot out of the chest of his close friend who had just fought side by side with him, originally following behind Qiao Lao Er There are not a dozen of them left now. Some of them were shot to death by javelins while charging, but most of them were stabbed to death by the spearmen who surrounded them.

There were two more guns coming up and down on both sides. Qiao's second child rolled forward and dodged, and he didn't go back. He stood up and ran. Only then did he see Zheng Chengdong's shoulder from a distance. Holding an arrow, he ran ahead with two Zhuang Ding covered in blood.

At this point, the backbone forces of the three Zhuangzi were almost completely wiped out. Although the people's army was nearly collapsed with nearly [-]% casualties, they still had the strength to fight the wind. It's okay to be bold, but you don't have the guts to do it with real swords and guns.

In this era that is worse than anyone else, the people's army is full of guns and aggressive, chasing the escaping figures of the remaining 200 villagers.

Occasionally, those who couldn't see the situation clearly rushed up to resist, and all of them were stabbed down by rows of long spears.

At this time, the general situation of the battlefield was settled. Li Cunbao, who didn't know where he was hiding, ran over with his bandaged arm. Liu Ze stopped the blocking soldier and asked with a smile, "Cunbao, where did you go? I just returned I'm worried that something will happen to you!"

Hearing Liu Ze's concern, Li Cunbao's heart warmed, and he felt that he did not take the wrong risk: "Boss, I figured it was time, so I took advantage of the time to pee, ran to the back of the forest, and made a big circle. No, I also met a few boys in our village who were lighting a fire there, and I was there to help, and when the fire started, I hurried around."

"You guys have done a great job spreading the news in Zhuangzi!" As he spoke, Liu Ze pointed to the fleeing villagers in front of him and said, "Look, you don't even have the heart to fight anymore. You have to do your best!"

"It's better for the brothers to fight well. Let's chase after the master, and don't let those village heads get away."

"Yang Zeming."

"To!"

"Your platoon will suffer the least damage. Take your platoon and go directly to occupy Dujiazhuang first. Remember to tell the villagers about our policy!"

"Yes, divide the land and land and distribute the floating wealth!" As promised, Yang Zeming immediately took the lead to take the lead.

"Cheng Mo, you and the militia company are here to clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded. The others follow me, let's chase death and chase north!"

(End of this chapter)