"Kill!" The people in the first row collided violently. In just a few breaths, the first batch of regiment members who participated in hand-to-hand combat were almost wiped out. The weapons held by the regiment members were all kinds of.
Most people only have a waist knife, and a few people carry spears or clubs.
Most of the regiment members had no training and just slashed with the knife wide open and wide. Although this kind of folk knife imitated the official knife, the material and production were very rough. In order to make up for the lack of strength of the material, blacksmiths often used
It adopts a relatively broad and thick blade, and its weight and size are larger than that of ordinary waist knives. People who have not received special training in knife skills cannot use it well. They often open their front door with one lift of the knife, and are directly killed by a bayonet.
There are indeed several regiment members with similar sword skills, dancing their swords into a ball of white light. However, war is not about selling out tricks, and fancy moves are of no use. If you "show a flaw", there will immediately be two or three bayonets from different positions.
They all stabbed him in all directions, and he immediately fell to the ground dead with blind eyes.
The really useful ones are those Ming armies that defeated the Ming army after a long battle. Their sword skills are all actual combat techniques passed down from generation to generation in the army. They are simple and practical, such as "breaking a gun with a single sword". Although the name is not gorgeous, it can be used in some situations.
Experienced soldiers can still fight against bayonets. However, there were not many such regimental warriors, and they were quickly "focused on" and killed one after another.
A regiment member holding a spear stabbed Ye Canming, a Fubo Army soldier. Spear is the name in the south. It is actually a short gun with eyebrows. This weapon usually uses bamboo or wooden sticks as the gun body, and an iron gun is mounted on it.
The spear head is made into a sword shape or a triangular shape. Although the workmanship is generally not as sophisticated as the "standard spear" made in Lingao, for the Ming army and local armed forces who lacked quantity and quality of firearms, the spear dart was used in hand-to-hand combat.
The weapon that poses the greatest threat to the Fubo Army. In real historical time and space, whether it is the Red Army period or the Anti-Japanese War, for TGs lacking weapons, spears are very important hand-to-hand weapons. If they are well-trained and have high morale, they can be used in hand-to-hand combat.
It can even fight back and forth with enemies equipped with bayonets.
However, at the moment, training and morale are two things that obviously have little relevance to some members of the regiment. Moreover, after the early bandit suppression and security battle in Qiongbei, Fubo Army also put a lot of effort into the attack and defense of spear darts.
"Beware of stabbing to the left." Ye Canming silently recited the fighting skills taught to him by the instructor. The instructor said at that time: When the enemy stabs me to the left, I should use my left hand to swing the gun slightly forward and downward to the left (about one punch each for the left, front, and downward)
), at the same time, swing the gun butt slightly forward with your right hand (about one punch), and use the combined force of both hands to slam the enemy's gun with the left side of the bayonet holder. The posture at this time is: the left arm is slightly bent, and the muzzle of the gun is approximately in line with the left thigh.
Make a line on the outside of the arm... When guarding against the left, the swing of the gun cannot be too large. Otherwise, if the enemy comes to trick the left and stabs the right, the right side will be exposed and be stabbed by the enemy. After guarding, take a shortcut and quickly move towards the right.
The enemy counterattacks.
After long-term training, long and boring tactical movements have become his instinct. Ye Canming quickly hit Tuan Ding's spear with the wooden bayonet holder. A strong force came from the spear, and the Tuan Ding's mouth was shocked. Although the spear was not released,
, but was knocked aside. As soon as he said it, Ye Canming immediately stabbed Tuan Ding in the chest with a knife. With a bang, Tuan Ding was stabbed in the chest, his eyes widened, and he hit the ground heavily.
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The hand-to-hand combat lasted very short time. Both the physical fitness and training of the regiment members were far inferior to that of Fubo Jun, a professional soldier. Not to mention the training level, most of the regiment members were sallow and thin, with sunken cheeks, while Fubo Army was generally strong and in good shape.
The level of nutrition made their faces glow with a well-nourished oil. Whether it was a thrust or an anti-stab, the Fubo army's movements were clean and neat. The sound of weapons colliding and bayonets piercing flesh resounded throughout the battlefield, making people feel sour.
Shao Laosan failed to capture the prisoners, and two regiment soldiers died in vain. His head was also scratched by shrapnel. Seeing the large group of people rushing up, he also jumped up and followed the attack. Unlike the regiment members, he was not only dressed in cloth
The visor and the waist knife in his hand were also Ming army standard swords made locally in Guangxi - not the bad stuff distributed by the Ministry of Industry - the few soldiers who charged with him were given special care by the Fubo Army because they were wearing armor, and died.
The crowd was in a state of confusion, but he was the only one who acted according to the opportunity, hid behind the crowd and did not rush forward, and escaped two rounds of volleys from the Fubo Army.
He saw Ye Canming stabbing the bayonet into Tuanding's body and was unable to pull it out for a moment. Knowing that he had an opportunity, he quickly swung his sword and slashed hard at the back of Ye Canming's head.
Ye Canming was pulling out the bayonet from the corpse when he suddenly felt a cool breeze on the back of his head. Shocked, he immediately let go of his rifle and rolled on the spot. The knife missed his aim and drew a long bloody mark on Ye Canming's back.
Regardless of crying out in pain, Ye Canming grabbed the spear in the hand of the regiment member he assassinated and confronted Shao Laosan.
Shao Laosan succeeded in one move, and immediately launched his back moves in a steady stream, attacking Ye Canming one after another, each one as fierce as a knife. The spear in Ye Canming's hand was just a piece of bamboo, not strong enough, and the left and right branches were at a disadvantage. He had to work hard
Use the spear to hit the back and side of the enemy's saber. However, the crudely made spear is indeed far less strong than the iron saber. Seizing the opportunity, Shao Laosan made a powerful vertical slash. Ye Canming was unable to dodge and could only force it hard.
Block, with a click, the spear in Ye Canming's hand was chopped into two pieces. A sinister smile appeared on Shao Laosan's face, and he raised the sword above his head with both hands. Ye Canming could not resist, and sighed, closing his eyes and waiting to die.
"Bang!" A rifle stretched out from the side and held the slashing sword. Ye Canming, who was waiting for death, looked at this scene in disbelief and looked up.
"Platoon leader!"
The person who came was none other than Li Gangsheng, the top assassination master here, the commander of the Fubo Army and the platoon leader. He leveled the bayonet and stared coldly into the eyes of the enemy soldier Shao Laosan. Shao Laosan immediately felt that the new opponent was different.
As usual, Shao Laosan drew his sword back to his side and began to weigh his opponent's worth.
The two of them were focused on nothing, and they faced each other on the ground and circled for more than half a circle. Shao Laosan roared, raised his sword and slashed down.
"It's just that." Li Gangsheng turned sideways and dodged this fierce tiger-like knife. Taking advantage of the opportunity when Shao Laosan's old strength was gone and his new strength was not yet regenerated, he turned around the rifle and hit Shao Laosan hard with the butt of the rifle.
On the three heads, steady, accurate and ruthless!
A heartbreaking "click" sound came from the joint of the skull. The solid butt of the Mini rifle was stained with red and white liquids. The red was blood and the white was brain. Shao Laosan's head looked like a familiar one.
Toru's watermelon was smashed violently and he died on the spot.
"The fifth one." Li Gangsheng only had a thought in his mind, and cast a cold glance at Ye Canming, who was still slumped on the ground. The latter hurriedly pulled out his rifle from the corpse and followed the company commander forward to kill.
The first wave of hand-to-hand combat ended very quickly. Although the regiment had many people, their training and quality were far inferior. After the brave men in the regiment were killed as quickly as possible, the remaining people fled in all directions. Thirty
Several Fubo soldiers pursued them fiercely with bayonets drawn. In the hand-to-hand combat, only four of them were injured. Except for the Fubo soldier who was stabbed in the abdomen by a spear, Ye Canrong, who was slashed on the back, was already the most seriously injured casualty. However,
The excessive secretion of hormones made him unaware of his wounds. The bravery of platoon leader Li Gangsheng inspired his tremendous fighting spirit. He held his rifle flat and shouted to the platoon leader who followed him closely. It seemed that all the enemies in front of him would
They were easily trampled down.
"Hold it! Hold it!" Seeing that the army was defeated like a mountain, Mr. Yang was furious. More than 200 elites ambushed less than 40 people, and they were beaten to pieces in just one meal. He suddenly realized that he was going to "rebellion"
How ridiculous is the idea of "supporting the Ming Dynasty" to gain fame and "bring glory to the ancestors". With their combat power, once all these more than a hundred people are here, they will not leave a bone and dregs behind even if they swallow their own troops.
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He knew very well that if he failed here today, his family would be doomed - the big and small Jin gentry and powerful people in the county were all watching the wind and pulling their banners. If he failed today, there would be no need for the Australians to take action. The surrounding powerful people, Hakkas, and Yao people
...Everyone will jump out and bite themselves first.
Yang Erhu had already been swarmed back by the defeated soldiers. He had already wanted to retreat, but looking at his uncle who was furious and ashen-faced, he knew that if this battle was lost, nothing could be done next. Gritting his teeth, he resigned from the personal soldiers.
He grabbed a Japanese sword in his hand and hacked the two regiment members who were running ahead to death, shouting: "Behead those who retreat!"
Several soldiers around him also drew their swords and waved them in the air, shouting: "Behead those who retreat!"
Only then did the defeated army regain some stability. Yang Erhu, with a livid face, shouted:
"If there is no way to retreat, come on, everyone! Charge forward and behead the thief with a knife and reward him with one tael of silver! If you behead him, you will be rewarded with five taels! If anyone dares to retreat, don't blame me for being ruthless and unjust! Not only will he be killed, but his whole family will also be killed!"
Seeing that the group members did not dare to run around, Yang Erhu said: "Don't be afraid, everyone, there are only a few dozen thieves, let's go up and chop them to death with one sword!"
At first, all the members of the regiment were a little frightened, but when they heard that the master had offered an unprecedented reward, they saw that the number of Kun thieves who rushed towards them was only about thirty. After all, they were outnumbered, so they rushed forward and killed them all with one blow.
They killed him. Everyone immediately became noisy. When Yang Erhu saw that his morale was ready, he asked his cousin Yang Xiaodong to lead the charge.
"Xiaodong, it's up to you!"
"Brother, don't worry!" Although Yang Xiaodong is not a martial artist, he has liked to dance with guns and sticks since he was a child, and his family has invited several teachers to come. Although he is young, he is very brave when he charges. A few days ago, Yangjiazhuang "Eastern Expedition"
During the "Westward Campaign", he led a group of brothers and nephews from the same clan and rushed forward. They made many achievements and killed many people, calling themselves "fierce generals".