In the eleventh year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty, on the fourth day of October, it was not the end of the year.
Mafang, an ordinary and ordinary village, was fortunate enough to become Zhang Cheng's new starting point after he came to this world because of the temporary stationing of Qing army sentries.
The life of a warrior and an iron horse officially begins here, and the unknown end point cannot be determined and can only be measured with footsteps and a machete.
Wherever you go, kill wherever you go. Kill him until the sun dims and the moon dims, and bring peace to the world!
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South of Mafang Village, at the intersection.
Three Tatars, Aha, were holding waist knives and leaning against a wall to avoid the biting cold wind. A thin layer of snowflakes had accumulated on their tattered cotton-padded jackets. From time to time, they looked out of the village entrance with their eyes.
With.
"Wang Laosan, tell me what's going on. I think it's a bit mysterious today." The coated Aha in the middle shook off the snow on his body and spoke to the two people beside him.
"Come on, I wanted to follow the master to get some credit, but before I got the oil and water, I ran into these fucking idiots." The coated Aha on the left leaned against the wall lazily.
He was cursing and talking, but his body remained motionless, allowing more and more snowflakes to accumulate on his body.
"Oh, I feel something is wrong."
The coated Aha on the right poked the companion in the middle with his elbow and looked straight at the entrance of the village.
The wrapped man in the middle, Aha, stood up, left the earth wall, stood on the road, and looked at the road outside the village entrance. Snowflakes were falling, and his eyes were filled with white.
The ground was silver-white, the dry branches were silver-white, and the sky was also silver-white.
He turned sideways and cursed: "Coward, there's something wrong with the ball..."
"Boo...hoo...boo..."
On the white road outside the village entrance, three arrows flew towards them. The sound of the wind covered up their sounds. Only when they got closer could a faint sound of breaking wind be heard.
"ah!"
The coated Aha who just felt something was wrong was shot through the heart by an arrow. He was still leaning against the earth wall, like a zombie, with his mouth wide open and his eyes protruding, which was very scary.
The coated Aha who was standing on the road was struck by an arrow from the back of his neck, and the tip of the arrow came out of his throat. He raised his hands and scratched his neck, but he seemed so weak, and his movements were getting worse and worse.
Slowly, the expression on his face gradually solidified, and suddenly his knees softened and he knelt down and fell to the ground.
As for the coated Aha named Wang Laosan, although he had been leaning lazily on the earth wall, motionless, his reaction was quick.
He caught a glimpse of a cold light flashing in the wind and snow. A man was sliding down against the earth wall, sitting directly on the ground with his buttocks. The arrow was hitting his head at a fist-high position. It was fixed there, and the arrow feathers were still in chaos.
Trembling.
Wang Laosan threw his knife into the wind and snow outside the village entrance, got up, and ran away, shouting as he ran: "Ming Gou, Master, Ming Gou is coming..."
"Boo...hoo..."
The two arrows broke through the wind and snow, one after the other, and shot quickly.
"Oh…………"
Wang Laosan shouted twice, ran forward three steps, and fell to the ground with a "pop". He was hit by an arrow in the chest and lower abdomen. He was about to die, and his hands were waving randomly in the white snow.
I grabbed it, but there was nothing.
"Tap tap tap tap..."
A group of knights appeared in the wind and snow. They wore helmets and armor and wore bright red cloaks. They rode four abreast and ran along the road into the horse stable. The red clouds in the wind and snow were particularly bright.
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"Every team dismounts, Team A forms a defensive formation, Team B and Team C go up to the roof, hold bows and blunderbuss, and shoot freely!"
Hu Dake shouted loudly.
The sound of armor leaves colliding together with the neighing of war horses was heard. The knights behind him got off their horses one after another and acted according to the order.
After the sergeants of Team A dismounted, they quickly ran to the front to form a three-row infantry formation.
In the first row, ten sergeants of the first armor squatted on the ground holding shields, forming a shield formation. The two rows of sergeants in the back stood, holding three-eyed blunderbuss and bows and arrows in their hands.
Ma Sanzhuang, an officer of Team A, and a horse shoemaker, and two escorts of the Fire Soldiers guarded the formation behind three infantry lines.
Behind them were Hu Dake's four bodyguards in front. Hu Dake and General B had General Wang Tieren behind them, as well as General B's two guards. They sat on their horses and observed the Qing cavalry on the opposite side.
The sergeants from Team B and Team C quickly ran to the houses on both sides, assisted each other, and quickly climbed up to the roofs of the houses on both sides of the empty street that were still intact but had a layer of snow on them.
Hu Dake knew very well that in this narrow street, the movement of cavalry was very restricted, while the infantry was more flexible, so his strategy was to form a defensive formation with one team and two teams to guerrilla.
"Kill the slaves!"
He clenched the mace in his hand, and when he saw that the first two rows of the Qing cavalry on the opposite side had turned the corner, he shouted loudly and decisively.
"Kill the slaves...Kill the slaves...Kill the slaves..."
The knights had already been holding back their energy. When they gave the order, everyone roared in unison.
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The Qing cavalry on the opposite side was temporarily formed by the Tatars guarding the entrance to the village in the south. They were six infantrymen, accompanied by five auxiliary soldiers and ten coated aha.
The movement at the entrance to the west village alerted them. The group left three coats to guard the north entrance. They were preparing to rush to the north to meet up with the brigade and start arguing again. However, they did not expect that in this empty street, Hu Dake would bet against them.
Upright.
They were only eighteen riders, and only the two or three rows of cloth armor and auxiliary soldiers in the front wore armor. The two rows of coats at the back only had cotton jackets to protect their bodies. Among the seven coats, only one person wore a cloth armor.
That's all.
When they turned the corner in the first two rows, they saw the Ming army cavalry. They screamed strangely and began to charge slowly.
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The distance between the two sides continued to close, the Qing cavalry had all turned the corner, and their speed was also increasing.
Hu Dake raised his eyes and looked at the sergeants on the houses on both sides of the street, and shouted loudly: "Attention, all teams, if you kill slaves today, you will be rewarded for your merit. If you are afraid of the enemy, you will fight cowardly, and military law is ruthless."
"Kill slaves...kill slaves..."
All the sergeants shouted loudly together.
When they were about fifty steps away, the Qing cavalry began to accelerate. Their speed continued to increase, and the distance between each row of cavalry also widened, running towards Hu Dake like wild horses running loose.
"Tatars seek death."
Hu Dake cursed with a smile. At this time, he had changed his bow in his hand and pulled out a heavy arrow. Suddenly he saw another cavalry team appearing on the opposite street corner. They quickly turned the corner and rushed towards this side.
It was a red cloud.
"Kill slaves...kill..."
This shocking cry actually came from behind the Qing cavalry.
The infantrymen of the Qing army who had already launched the charge were frightened. There was no way out at this moment. Veterans who had been fighting for many years all knew the truth: live to die!
But, today they were wrong.
"Fire."
Hu Dake shouted, and with a "swish" sound, he shot the heavy arrow in his hand.
"Bang...bang...swish...bang...swish..."
In an instant, bullets and arrows flew everywhere.
There were eight three-eye muskets and twelve bows in the two rows of infantry formations. Together with the sergeants on the houses on both sides of the street, more than forty muskets, bullets and arrows flew towards them.
The four Qing infantrymen who rushed in the first row stopped forever ten steps away from the shield formation, including men and horses. The horse and human corpses were mixed into a pile, and the blood of horses and humans was flowing everywhere.
, the white snow was dyed bright red.
The second row of Qing soldiers were still fifty steps away. They were so shocked by the brutality in front of them that they forgot to charge for a moment and stood there dumbly like sculptures.
As for the coated Aha at the end, they were being mercilessly killed by Wu Zhizhong's right sentry who arrived in time, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.
Wu Zhizhong rode his horse and rushed to the front. The long machete in his hand flew left and right, just like chopping melons and vegetables. He killed three coated Aha in an instant. Using the gap created, he rushed into the Qing cavalry at the head of the horse.
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He swung his sword and slashed at a Qing auxiliary soldier in front who was wearing light armor. The auxiliary soldier was also fierce, as if he knew that it would be difficult to survive this time. He used all his strength to swing the mace to meet the long knife chopped by Wu Zhizhong.
With a "bang" sound, Wu Zhizhong's long machete was lifted away.
A coated Aha next to him took the opportunity to swing his waist knife and slashed at Wu Zhizhong, scratching his ribs but not breaking through the outer iron armor.
"boom"
A guard's three-bladed gun fired up a cloud of white smoke and hit the coated man's head at a distance of five steps. Blood flew out of his brain, and half of his head was blown away.
Suddenly, a black bullet was pointed at Wu Zhizhong.
The first row of the Qing army consisted of four infantrymen, which had just been smashed to pieces by bullets and arrows. The second row, consisting of two infantrymen and two auxiliary soldiers, had already rushed to a distance of less than twenty steps from Hu Dake.
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The third row was composed of three auxiliary soldiers and a coated Aha wearing cloth armor, and one of the auxiliary soldiers actually used a three-eyed gun.
now.
This three-eyed gun is aiming at Wu Zhizhong at close range.
"boom"
There was a bang, and as the white mist rose, a bullet shot out from the mouth of the three-eyed gun at lightning speed.
"ah……"
A scream.
"boom……"
There was another explosion.
Before the three-eyed musket in the hands of the Qing auxiliary soldier could be fired, the war horse under his crotch was hit by a musket ball fired by another guard of Wu Zhizhong. In an instant, the war horse jumped up and fell to the ground.
Just as the war horse was rising, the three-eyed blunderbuss in his hand also made a beautiful explosion. Unfortunately, due to the swing of his arm, the hot blunderbuss passed close to Wu Zhizhong's left face, leaving a mark on his left cheek.
A scorch mark.
Wu Zhizhong drew an arc with the long machete in his hand, from left to right, and slashed diagonally between the neck of Aha, who was wearing cloth armor. Half of his neck was cut off without even a sound being heard.
His head drooped sideways, and a stream of blood spurted upward.
After the auxiliary soldier with the mace deflected Wu Zhizhong's long machete, he swung the mace again and hit a guard. The guard ducked and the mace passed by and hit the horse on the head.
With a neighing sound, the war horse suddenly fell to the ground. The guard was also thrown to the edge of the street at the moment the war horse fell to the ground.
"kill……"
Wu Zhizhong shouted, and slashed his long machete horizontally at the waist of the Qing army auxiliary soldier who was wielding the mace. In the flash of lightning, the auxiliary soldier raised his mace and forcefully controlled Wu Zhizhong's long machete.
"puff……"
A heavy arrow flew through the snow and hit the auxiliary soldier's open mouth. The tip of the arrow came out through the back of his head. The auxiliary soldier didn't even have time to scream before he fell off his horse.
On the entire empty street, fighting broke out, the smell of blood filled the air, making people feel sick, bullets and arrows were flying randomly, and people or horses fell to the ground at any time.