A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 528 Flesh

Xie Yike and the others rushed forward, and the Yebushou people in the two rows in front all raised the pistols in their left hands when they were thirty steps away from Qingqi.

On the opposite side, the Zhenghuang Banner sentry cavalry, the first and second rows in front, most of them are vest soldiers of this group of Qing cavalry. Watching Ye Bushuo of the Jingbian army raise their pistols neatly, many of them have pale faces and severe Adam's apples Facing the firearms of the Jingbian army, no one is not afraid.

Moreover, firearms are no more than their javelins, iron bones and other throwing weapons. When firing, the movement is not obvious, and it is difficult to dodge predictably. After the trigger is pulled and the bullets come, it may be too late to dodge.

Predicting the distance between the two sides is the job of Ma Ziren, the chief officer in the first row. He holds a long knife in one hand and his own gun in his left hand, and the hand holding the gun remains motionless.

His face was as heavy as water, and he could clearly see the ferocious expressions of the Tartars on the opposite side. Many of them were holding their own javelins and other things, ready to shoot.

After estimating that the two sides had entered 25 steps, he suddenly shouted: "Let go!"

There was a loud bang, and puffs of pungent white smoke rose, which were instantly thrown behind by the galloping horses.

The Jingbian soldiers in the first and second rows fired their guns together at night, and the sentry cavalry of the Zhenghuang Banner on the opposite side had already concentrated their attention. After hearing the sound of the guns, they subconsciously dodged, wanting to hide in the stirrups or something, but what did they do? Comparable to gunshots?
I saw the Zhenghuangqi Tartars bleeding from their bodies, screaming and falling off their horses, and some of the Tartars' horses were hit, and they jumped up wildly in pain and fright.

In a blink of an eye, there were one or two platoons, and even the third platoon of Tartars, eight or nine men were shot and wounded, and the surging Zhenghuang Banner cavalry was stagnant.

But in an instant, the two sides got closer, and the remaining Tartars roared, not to mention the remaining Tartars in the first and second rows, but also the Ba Yala in the third row, as they rode their horses towards them, they threw their javelins with all their might. , Tie Guduo and other weapons.

With a muffled sound of pain, most of these Tartars with the yellow flag used their right hands to throw their weapons. It is undeniable that they were very accurate. Faced with the javelins, throwing axes and other objects that were shot, Ma Ziren and others dodged one after another.

However, there are always people who can't react in time. Beside Ma Ziren, there is a soldier who does not accept him at night. A javelin shot by the lightning directly penetrates his chest. The huge inertia directly makes him fall off the horse.

A flying ax circled over and almost cut Ma Ziren's neck.

In front of the bench, an iron bone shoots towards his face with a cold light. This iron bone is like a miniature version of his big hammer, and the hammer is full of spikes.

Roar!
A low growl came from the bench's throat, and the hammer in his right hand seemed to be nothing, and he flicked it easily, with a bang, sparks shot everywhere, and the iron bone flew to nowhere.

He didn't close all night on the left side, but he didn't have the reaction force of a bench, and he misjudged the direction of a weapon thrown in front of him, and was cut in the neck on the left side by a throwing axe.

He rolled off the horse, and the blood on his neck gushed out like a fountain.He clutched his neck tightly and struggled desperately on the ground, but blood kept gushing out from between his fingers, his eyes were wide open, he didn't know what he was thinking...

There were also some Yeburen horses who were shot by Tie Guduo and others, and with muffled groans, they fell off their horses one after another.

The throwing weapons of the Qing soldiers were very powerful at close range, and they actually caused seven or eight casualties to Ye Bushou of the Jingbian army.

Especially those in the front row who suffered heavy casualties.

But at this moment, the two streams of iron had already collided head-on, and the cruel hand-to-hand combat with cold weapons began.

Ma Ziren let out a roar, and passed by a vest soldier.The moment they passed by, the horse fork that barely avoided the vest stabbed at it, the knife flashed, and it slashed on the back of the vest's neck. In the blood mist that was brought up, the vest fell into the dust.

His chopping method is also the key technique of riding a saber, he chops from behind to the front of the enemy, so that when fighting, he will not lose his balance in the air, and he will not be unable to pull out because of the saber getting stuck.The saber technique of slashing at the speed of the horse usually involves keeping the saber horizontally.

However, it is obviously not effective against enemies in heavy armor.

Jie Yifeng's horsemanship has been maximized, he spotted a vest holding a tiger tooth knife in front of him, and using the horse's posture, he smashed at him with a heavy hammer in his hand.

The tartar was also extremely strong, with a face covered with scars under the tall and pointed helmet.

But just now he threw an iron bone with his right hand, and then took the tiger tooth knife in his hand, Jie Yifeng had already rushed in front of him fiercely.

These Tartars of the Zhenghuang Banner thought that the Jingbian army was a Ming army from another division, and dared to throw weapons with their right hands at close range?In this moment of life and death, because he just held the weapon in his right hand, whether it is strength or predictive power, he is far from the peak state.

Even though he reacted quickly, his body couldn't cope anymore. Just as his tiger tooth knife was turned, Jie Yifeng's big hammer had already smashed heavily on his blade.

Amidst the loud noise, the tartar's tiger's mouth burst, and the tiger's tooth knife came out of his hand. Under his horrified gaze, Jie Yifeng's iron hammer swept across his head.

Great head!

A big head, like a rotten watermelon, was torn apart and rained blood.

Even when Jie Yifeng's horse flashed by quickly, some blood, flesh and brains splashed on Jie Yifeng's head and face, and some even entered his mouth.

A salty, sweet taste.

A thought subconsciously flashed in Jie Yifeng's mind, I have never eaten human flesh, so it tastes like this.

As if thinking couldn't keep up with instinct, a tiger spear came towards him. The tartar in front of him was wearing shiny armor with a carved feather inserted into the helmet tube. His eyes were fierce and cruel. He was actually a tartar from the vanguard battalion.

This tartar is worthy of being a soldier in hundreds of battles, no matter the timing or the force of the gun, it seems to be extremely clever.However, the only mistake he made was that he should not use his right hand to throw the weapon, so that his strength and anticipation were the same as the one in front of him.

The two horses met each other, and in a split second, Jie Yifeng's figure was slightly wrong, and the long blade of the tiger spear lifted the felt hat on Jie Yifeng's head, but he swept his right hand at the same time.

Although it was just a sweep, but with the power of the horse, the strength was extremely strong.

boom!
His sledgehammer hit his right shoulder heavily, making the sound of his muscles and bones shattering loudly. Blood spurted out of the mouth of the forward battalion, he fell on his horse after running for a few steps.

Before he died, he wondered if he would regret that he shouldn't have thrown his iron bone with his right hand in front of the Jingbian army.

There were crazy shouts, weapons clashing, and the screams of soldiers on both sides before they died.

The battle with this kind of cold weapon is so cruel, and the harvest of life is so fast.However, because the Tartar sentry cavalry rushed forward and most of them threw weapons with their right hands, the Jingbian Army Ye Bushou had the upper hand in the battle at this time.

Xie Yike held his own horse, and the horse was moving at a high speed as steadily as Mount Tai, and came head-on. It was a strong man with a yellow flag.

He is not tall, but extremely strong, with his mouth open, showing yellow canine teeth, and a low growl from his mouth, giving people the feeling of a wild wolf.Holding a long pick knife, he had just chopped Yebushou off his horse, and the warrior's flesh and blood was still stained on his gleaming armor.

Seeing Xie Yike's Ma Li pointing directly at his throat, he didn't show the slightest panic, his eyes turned red instantly, his throat roared like a beast, and with a wave of his hands, the knife was about to strike at Xie Yike!
"die!"

Xie Yike's handsome face was completely distorted, and the two horses were intertwined. The well-made horse spear in his hand followed a mysterious trajectory and stabbed the strong throat of this Ba Yala.

With a snort, Ma Yang's long and bright blade broke through the resistance of the throat bone, as if tearing the tissues and muscles in the tartar's throat, and several streams of blood spurted out.

A force passed into Xie Yike's hand, and Xie Yike's fingers trembled strangely in an instant, releasing the force, and at the same time his horse's lance was slightly arched, and in the blink of an eye, the dead body of Ba Yala Zhuangda was bounced away.

At the same time, the slender blade of Zhuangda's blood-stained knife was barely far from Xie Yike's head, and then fell powerless to dust.

In a blink of an eye, Xie Yike's eyes were blank, and the two sides rushed past each other.

At this time of the battle, there were still 17 of the 13 who fought on horseback, and only [-] on the Tartar side.

There were 34 of them when they went out to battle, and Yu Yebushou and others were killed or wounded, but there were only eight or nine of them, and most of the remaining casualties were caused by hand-to-hand combat.

They chose the wrong target and the wrong tactics. Facing the rest of the tofu Ming army, they could throw weapons with their right hands at close range. Facing the Jingbian army, doing so would only lead to death.

Looking at the rest of the brothers beside him, many of them were still wounded, Xie Yike bit his lower lip, and shouted again: "Kill all the Tartars!"

When he returned to his horse first and ran, the rest of the people roared one after another, Tiao Ma also followed closely, Jie Yifeng and Ma Ziren still ran closely beside Xie Yike.

At the same time, blood oozed from Ma Ziren's chest from time to time, and he chopped another tartar off the horse with a single knife. At the same time, he was also stabbed in the chest by the same tartar. deep scars.

……

The incomparable resentment in Da Su's heart, such a result of the battle, he did not expect.

In the battle just now, he didn't throw any weapons, and he was skilled in combat, so he stabbed two Ming soldiers to death with a tiger spear.

However, his bravery alone cannot change the overall situation. After all, the Jingbian army is not closed at night, and they are also excellent fighters.

The superior force at the time of the battle has achieved such results, and now there are 13 people left on our side.Out of the five Gebush warriors who went out with him, there was only one left, and the rest of Ba Yala was also very few, why didn't he feel extremely angry?

Looking at the warriors beside them, they were all terrified and had no desire to fight anymore. This kind of battle dealt a great blow to them.However, the Ming army rushed up again quickly. If they turned around and fled like this, none of the people around them might survive.

He raised his tiger gun and roared: "My warriors of the Qing Dynasty will not be afraid of these Nanmans, kill them!"

The rest of the Zhenghuang Banner Tartars also had the courage to fight, roaring and shouting one after another, brandishing their weapons and returning to their horses to charge. At this time, there was no way out, and instead they erupted with beast-like instincts.

There was no longer a queue, the two sides returned to their horses and rushed to kill, with a distance of dozens of steps, they were all rushing forward in a swarm of roaring.

Xie Yike screamed wildly and rushed to the front, but Jie Yifeng and Ma Ziren, driving the horses, suddenly ran in front of Xie Yike, and the same for the rest of the night.When the two sides approached, Ye Bushou in front pulled out his handguns and bombarded them one after another, while Qingqi on the opposite side also threw a large number of iron bones and other objects.

But they learned how to be good, they dared not use their right hand to throw weapons anymore, and changed to their left hand, but not to mention their lack of strength, their accuracy was too poor.

After a burst of gunshots, three or four more Qing soldiers and horses fell down. The night here was not closed, and only one man and horse were hit.

At this time, Xie Yike and the others had a clear advantage, almost two besieging one.But at this time, the two sides were fighting and lost the speed of their horses. Instead, they were crowded together, and the fight was indistinguishable. Many people even got off their horses to fight.

Xie Yikece was watching the battle from his horse. Ma Ziren was wielding a long knife and was fighting with a Tartar from the vanguard battalion. They had ridden their horses and fought each other for several rounds, but they were still tied.

But this Tartar is really fierce, and Ma Ziren was injured, and his physical strength was a little weak, so he was at a disadvantage.Seeing that tartar charging again with his horse, wielding a huge long-handled axe, he was about to strike Ma Ziren in the head, Xie Yike suddenly pulled out his handgun from the saddle.

boom!
A burst of fire burst out, and the vanguard battalion was bleeding from his chest, his mouth and nose were bleeding, he fell straight down, and he didn't know where to throw the big ax in his hand.

At this time, sporadic gunshots sounded from time to time in the arena, and the fighters who fought hard at night took time to give a gun to the Tartars beside them. Such a scuffle situation was just the time for handguns to show their skills.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer Tartars in the arena and victory was in sight, Xie Yike suddenly heard a roar, but it was a middle-aged Tartar with a gloomy expression, red and thick skin, and rushed towards him madly on his horse.This Tartar was dressed as a forward battalion general, with an otter tail on the top of his helmet, and a black tassel hanging from the helmet tube. It is very likely that he is the leader of this group of Zhenghuang Banners.

Xie Yike's eyes lit up, and with a roar, he rode his horse and rushed towards the tartar.

The horses on both sides rode faster and faster. When the wrong horses crossed, a horse spear and a tiger spear burst out with terrifying explosive power in an instant.

When the weapons of the two sides collided, they both seemed to hear the sound of the air being torn apart between their eardrums.

With a loud bang, both Ma Chan and Hu Qiang flew into the sky, their tiger's jaws burst open, and blood oozed out of both.

Huge strength, and at the same time made both of them fall off the horse.

Like a cheetah, Xie Yike's nerve reflexes reached the fastest speed, he jumped up immediately after turning over, and saw the same thing with the vanguard battalion on the opposite side.

At this moment, the horses of the two were neighing, and they fled far away, and the remaining weapons of the two were on each horse.

With a sound of swiping, Xie Yike drew out the Jieshou knife on his body, and Da Su also drew out his own Shun knife.

Both are daggers, small weapons commonly used by soldiers of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

The two sides were staring at each other, Xie Yike calculated the best attack distance, and was about to pounce, when suddenly he heard a roar from the right rear, and then a heavy wind came from behind him, Xie Yike subconsciously flashed, an iron bone, hit hard on the back of his left shoulder.

There was a sharp pain, all internal organs seemed to be displaced, Xie Yike spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was furious, how many years ago he was hit by the bow and arrow of the Tartars here, where should he be injured now?
His thoughts drifted far away, but the reaction in his hand was not slow at all. The knife in his hand raised, and the light of the knife flashed. Behind him was a blood-soaked Tartar, Ba Yala, who was rushing towards him, with a look of disbelief in his eyes. With an expression of belief, he clutched his throat tightly, knelt down and struggled on the ground.

But at this time, Dasu saw the opportunity, and like a swift leopard, he rushed towards Xie Yike.

The strong wind and the sharp shadows made Xie Yike subconsciously narrow his eyes.

Suddenly his wrist flicked, and several sharp curved claws popped out from the two wrist guards. These curved claws were made of fine steel, shining with a penetrating cold light.If Xie Yike has watched a movie of the later generations, he will know that the weapon in his hand is quite similar to the wrist claw of an alien.

Of course, Xie Yike would not agree with this, he gave his wrist claw a resounding name: "Soul Chasing Claw!"

With a bang, the wrist claw of Xie Yike's left hand blocked Dasu's inevitable knife, and his right hand thrust upwards with lightning, the sharp steel claws were inserted from Dasu's throat, and then pierced out from his entire face .

In just an instant, many bloody big holes appeared on Da Su's face.

Da Su's body shook violently, his eyes protruded deeply, staring at Xie Yike firmly.

Huge blood clots gushed out of his mouth, as if he didn't expect that he would die here after many battles.

Xie Yike looked at him ruthlessly, his right hand twisted slowly, Dasu's body trembled more violently, until his whole head and face were smashed into rotten flesh by Xie Yike's soul-chasing claws, he just remained still, only Twitch once in a while.

"You bloody Tartar, fight with me!"

Xie Yike coughed and threw Dasu's body on the ground like a torn bag.

Looking at the situation in the arena again, because Da Ya and others rushed out seeing the momentum, five fresh troops joined in, and the remaining Tartars panicked and were beheaded one by one.

A Tartar tried to run away with his horse, but was shot down by the actor with a shotgun. All the Tartars died, and the battle was over.

……

But although his side won a big victory, Xie Yike couldn't be happy.

33 people were dispatched to fight, although those who fell under the horse because of the injury of the horse were recruited, the final number of casualties was as high as 20, many of them were killed or seriously injured, and most of the rest were like Xie Yike. With injuries.

The only ones who were intact were the five Da Ya who were originally guarding the body of the wounded.

Looking at the blood and corpses on the ground, both the enemy and us, everywhere, Xie Yike bit his lower lip.

Ma Ziren walked over clutching his chest, his head was also stuffy on the bench, and he limped when he walked.When he was fighting, he was hit by a Ba Yala's mace. Although most of the force was taken off, the remaining force still caused him a lot of injuries.

Looking at the brothers who surrounded him, Xie Yike's eyes turned red, he tried not to let tears flow, and said in a low voice: "Clean up, let's get out of here quickly."

Everyone nodded silently. Many brothers who got along day and night just left like this, and everyone felt uncomfortable.

But the current area is still in danger, if there are a large group of Tartar sentry cavalry passing by, the situation will be bad.

They acted quickly, gathered up the bodies of the dead brothers, carefully helped the wounded to the horses, and tied them up tightly if they were no longer able to ride horses.

Some Tartar horses that could be drawn in also drew in. At this time, Xie Yike and the others were beside them, but there were many horses, but the number of wounded also increased.

Xie Yike's horse has been recovered, and the horse with the head of the Tartars in the Qianfeng camp is also a fat and healthy horse.Xie Yike got on the horse, cracked his mouth, and felt a burning pain in his left shoulder. He wondered if that bone would be broken.

Everyone rode on the horses, they all looked at each other silently, seeing Xie Yike's sad expression, Ma Ziren said in a deep voice: "Master Xie, don't be sad, the brothers have already expected this day since the day they joined Yebushou. Their heroic spirits will enter Baozhong Temple worships, and the incense is not extinguished."

Xie Yike nodded fiercely, let out a long breath, and said, "Let's go, go back to camp!"

Suddenly Ma Ziren's face changed drastically, and he shouted, "There are Tartars coming from the side of the daughter's river."

All of a sudden, the Yebushou who had binoculars pulled out their binoculars and looked over there. Sure enough, there was faint smoke and dust rising on the other side of the Nuerhe River.

Xie Yike gritted his teeth: "Indeed, judging by their armor, they are the soldiers and horses of the Tartars."

At this time, the bench shouted: "There is also smoke and dust ahead."

Xie Yike looked over quickly, and after a long time, a smile appeared on his face: "It's the brothers from the Sharp Whistle Camp, and there are quite a few of them. Could it be that Master Wen has arrived?"

He shouted: "Bring the horn and pass the direction to the brothers who come over."

(End of this chapter)