At the west gate of Huangkou City, the Chen army who reinforced Xunyang Village rushed out, because of the overnight autumn rain, the ground was muddy and slippery, causing the war horses to fall easily, so most of these soldiers advanced on foot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is a lot of rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and when it rains in summer and autumn, everyone likes to wear clogs, but it is very inconvenient to wear clogs for marching and fighting, so the soldiers wear straw sandals on their feet, and as for boots, they can't afford to wear them.

Walking in the mud in straw sandals, it felt naturally no better, and the soldiers of the Chen army marched with one foot deep and one foot shallow, looking at the Xunyang Village in front of them, which was already full of smoke, and the hands holding the weapons couldn't help but slippery.

That is the palms of the hands are sweating, everyone thought that the Zhou army would stop on a rainy day, but it turned out to attack Xunyang Village in the rain, now it's good, everyone is fighting together in the rain, even running is stumbling, how to fight?

On rainy days, the power of the bow is greatly reduced by moisture, and it will be soft if you can't shoot a few arrows when you force the bow, and you have to rely on white-knuckle combat to win the battle in the back, even if the official army wins the battle and you survive, will you get sick after a day of rain?

If you are sick, you can't survive for ten days and a half months, and you can't survive all the hardships but you kick your legs, it's better to be stabbed to death on the battlefield, but it's much more enjoyable.

"Zhou Bing! It's the Zhou soldiers who have landed! ”

With an exclamation, many people looked at the river in front of them, only to see that several Zhou warships had docked, and many Zhou soldiers ran ashore through the tidal flats with weapons in their hands, apparently to intercept them and block the reinforcements from Xunyangzhai.

The first reaction of some soldiers was to turn around and escape, but the number of Zhou soldiers who came ashore did not seem to be as large as their own, and the troops of the leading generals were eyeing each other, so they shouted, one was to cheer each other, and the other was to give themselves courage.

It's like whistling through a cemetery at night, and the shouts are a little out of tune.

Wang San clenched the rattan card and short spear in his hand, which were his weapons and armor, the rattan card was used to block arrows, and the short spear was used to kill the enemy, more than one, plus a total of three on his back.

Each short spear is about two feet long, and the shaft is made of bamboo, inlaid with an iron spear head, and it can fly out nearly 30 steps when thrown hard, so this short spear is also called 'flying spear'.

The person who was hit by the flying spear was not dead or disabled, of course, the premise was that he could hit it, and Wang San was very confident in his ability to throw the flying spear, because he lived in the mountains when he was a child.

There are many wild fangs in the mountains, there are many people who are good at using flying spears to hunt and kill enemies, and the flying spears they use are very simple, and they do not even have an iron spearhead, but they are just a sharpened bamboo pole, but they are also very lethal when they hit their prey.

Of course, bows and arrows are better to use, but it is inconvenient to use bows and arrows in rainy days, and the flying spear, which is so simple that it does not need iron, is the best weapon for poor mountain people.

The officers and soldiers of the Southern Dynasty have always been equipped with flying spears, in order to use them in wet weather, there are many soldiers who are good at flying spears, Wang San is one of the best, and he can hold a rattan card in one hand, and he can throw three shots and three hits within thirty steps.

This time, the Zhou army came to attack on a rainy day, and the Chen army that attacked naturally included spear throwers who were good at flying spears, and Wang San was one of them, and decided to kill the enemy with the three flying spears he was carrying on his back to make meritorious contributions.

The reason why each soldier only has three flying spears is because the weight of this thing is not light, and it is unbearable to take more when marching, and each throwing spear consumes a lot of arm strength.

The three flying spears are engraved with the user's own mark, and when the battlefield is cleaned afterwards, the attribution of the battle exploits is determined according to the marks on the flying spears, Wang San is very confident in his skills, and he feels that the three money is decided.

The official army offered a consistent reward for the head of each soldier of Zhou, which was a decision just announced this morning, which was equivalent to at least seven months' military salary for each soldier, so many people were tempted.

If the head of the Zhou general is cut off, the reward is higher, and there is hope for the field, the higher the level of the Zhou general, the more the reward, if God blesses and cuts off the dog head of the one-legged bronze man, then you can be crowned!

Wang San didn't dare to expect such a great achievement, as a spearman, he only needed to throw a flying spear to kill the enemy, and he didn't need to grab the head, and afterwards the generals would record the merit according to the flying spear on the corpse, and he had absolutely no problem with three shots, so the reward was decided!

You have to buy a few catties of meat and go back, so that the family can open the meat!

"Attention, Zhou Bing is coming, and the spearman is coming forward!"

The shout pulled Wang San back to reality from his imagination, and ran forward with the other spear throwers, seeing that the other party was still about fifty paces away from him, he held the flying spear and began to prepare to throw.

Fifty paces away, if it were on weekdays, the archers on both sides would have already shot at each other, but now that the weather is wet and rainy, the power of the bow and arrow has been greatly reduced, so it is a good time to show the skill of the flying spear.

The throwing distance of the flying spear is not far, the killing distance of the general spear thrower is about thirty paces, and it is not easy to grasp the accuracy if it is farther, and a heavier flying spear is needed, and the strength consumed in the throwing is more.

Thinking of this, Wang San had some expectations: I want to see if your flying spears are accurate to me!

The Zhou army dared to use troops on a rainy day, thinking that there were spear throwers in the army, and the other party must be waiting to throw flying spears after approaching a distance of thirty steps, and then there would be a good show to watch!

The distance between the two sides is approaching, the ground is muddy and slippery, slightly different from Chen Bing, who stumbled forward, and Zhou Bing, who is also moving forward in the mud, is obviously much more stable.

Could it be an elite soldier?

Such a thought flashed through Wang San's mind, and he didn't think much about it, but focused on the flying spear held in his right hand, and held the rattan card in his left hand to protect his body, and his whole body was ready to throw.

Forty steps, just get closer!

Wang San stared ahead to estimate the distance, but found that the Zhou soldiers on the opposite side made a throwing move: the same running forward, the same rattan brand protection, the same raising the short spear in his right hand over his head, and then throwing it towards them with all his might.

Forty paces away, and you voted?

Regardless of surprise or not, the flying spear thrown by Zhou Bing slashed through the air and fell on the spear thrower of Chen Bing, some people were lucky to dodge, and some people were not spared.

Wang San's eyesight was very good, and when he saw a flying spear falling towards him, he didn't stupidly block it with a rattan card but rolled on the spot and escaped.

Screams continued to sound around him, and before Wang San could get up, Zhou Bing's second round of flying spears was thrown, and his feet were slippery and slippery, so he could only watch in despair as another flying spear fell towards him.

Wang San, who was temporarily cramming, blocked the rattan card in front of him, and then a 'poof' sound sounded, and the heavy flying spear pierced through the rattan card and pierced into his body wearing crotch armor.

The sharp pain came, Wang San curled up and fell to the ground and convulsed, trying to shout but a lot of blood came out of his throat, and his hands clenched the flying spear stuck in his chest, the shaft of the spear gave him a very smooth feeling.

In sight, Zhou Jun had already rushed to a distance of thirty paces, and the third round of flying spears was thrown again, but only a few of his own flying spears flew over, and all of them were dodged by the other party.

The screams then rang out, and Wang San knew that it was the wail of his comrade after being hit by the flying spear, and he now knew that Zhou Bing had so many strong spear throwers, and he threw fast and accurately at a distance of forty paces.

The yellow mud on the ground was stained red with his own blood, and Wang San's vision gradually blurred, and he saw Zhou soldiers in tight iron armor rushing up, and saw that the other party was still charging hard even if he was hit by an arrow.

The arrows fired by his archers at close range could not stop the pace of the opponent at all, and Zhou Bing was wearing long boots, although he stumbled a little when he ran on the slippery muddy ground, but the momentum was like a group of angry bulls, and he threw flying spears while running.

Round 5... Aren't you all tired...

Wang San lamented, Zhou Bing had already rushed to his eyes after throwing the fifth round of flying spears, he saw the hideous mask on the other party's face, saw the other party pull out his saber, and saw a person reaching out and grabbing him.

With a "poof", the flying spear inserted in Wang San's chest was pulled out by a Zhou soldier, and his last strength also left his body, and the rain fell on his face, and he could no longer feel cold.

。。。。。。

The cold light flashed, and a Chen soldier was split by someone with his head and right shoulder, and blood spurted out from the torso that was still standing, like a red fountain, which looked shocking.

Yi and Chen Midou retracted their knife momentum, flattened the long knife in their hand, and stabbed forward like a gun, piercing another Chen soldier through the abdomen.

With both hands flicked to the side, the sharp steel knife slashed the opponent's body, and red, white and yellow objects of various colors then splattered out, confusing Chen Bing next to him.

It was human tissue, and I didn't know if it was intestines, stomach, liver palm or gall bladder, or feces, Chen Bing, who was confused, was already stunned, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a 'clang', and he turned his head to escape.

"I'll borrow your head!"

Chen Midou stepped forward and cut the opponent over, and then slashed the head with a knife, picked up the head with a toe and held it in his hand, and then looked at Chen Bing, who was pale in front of him, and smiled:

"Who else would dare to step forward and die!!"

A gurgling sound sounded, it was Chen Bing's teeth fighting, and the Zhou general in front of them was like an evil ghost in the underworld, although there were a few arrows stuck in his body, but a long knife in his hand had already taken the lives of several people.

"Let's have a good fight!"

As soon as the words fell, Chen Midou threw the bloody head forward, so frightened that the Chen soldiers couldn't help retreating, he took the opportunity to swing his knife and rush forward, cutting down a few brave Chen soldiers to the ground in three or two strokes.

The massacre was staged on the bank of the river, and the long knife soldiers led by Yi and Chen Midou stopped the reinforcements from Huankou City to reinforce Xunyangzhai by the river.

Fighting in the rain, using flying spears instead of bows and arrows, warming up with three to five roots before receiving the enemy, and then drawing a knife and charging white-edged combat, this ferocious tactic directly defeated the Chen army.

The Chen army, which was obviously superior in numbers, was about to collapse at the first touch, and many soldiers turned around and crawled to Huangkou City to escape, and the leading generals commanded Qu to resist hard, but saw the Zhou soldiers who had just come ashore and aimed at them with crossbowmen.

The distance was so close that it was impossible to dodge, and in the drizzle, Chen Jiang saw that the crossbow in the opponent's hand was something special: the crossbow arm was metal.

"Kill the thief!"

The stubborn Chen general led his troops to rush forward, and was immediately shot into a hedgehog by the Zhou army's iron crossbow, staining the ground with red blood and turning a muddy swamp into a blood-colored swamp.