Chapter 795. The power of the crown prince
The cavalry is full of lethality, even in the Second World War, its unique mobility and flexibility have allowed the cavalry to show their strength, but unfortunately, a wrong application directly buried the precious cavalry of the Cheyenne people, and the battle of Qingcao Beach can no longer be called a battle, it can be directly called a massacre.
Even the knife was not needed, the terrier neck dropped the fire gun in hand, and directly used it as a sledgehammer, from under the fallen galloping horse, the Cheyenne warrior with a feather crown crawled out with great difficulty, and just came out of his head, and was directly slashed by him on the face door with a stick, and the clicking sound was estimated to be a brain burst, and the warrior who was enough to kill the American grizzly bear was directly shot to death on the grass beach.
But if you want to say that people don't pretend to be forced, the terrier neck has just finished its might, and before the wolf howls to celebrate, in the knee-deep grass, wearing the skin of a cougar, the Apache matriarch who is as flexible as a leopard pounces out as fiercely as a leopard, and flutters and throws the terrier neck directly to the ground, and under the frightened look of this guy, a sharp flint knife directly touched his neck.
Bang dang ~ Mars splash!
This is a small detail, Mao Xingjian said to fight with his brain, before the war, he carefully studied the tactics of the Indians, fierce, fast, but due to the backwardness of weapons, every blow will be issued according to the most effective lethal position, the most direct of which is the throat, before the war, these elites of Snake City, all by Mao Xingjian put on a metal throat armor, although it is uncomfortable and similar to goiter, but at this time, it saved his life!
It is estimated that the matriarch was also stunned, and her wild but handsome and heroic face under the crown of feathers was sluggish for a second, and then she picked up the flint knife she carried with her, and smashed it a second time on the head of the stalker that spit white foam.
Unfortunately, a second on the battlefield was too extravagant, and before the flint knife fell, a piercing pain suddenly came from her shoulder, and in the painful roar of the she-wolf, the swift and fierce Apache matriarch was picked up alive by another sailor with a bayonet, and immediately smashed to the ground.
Seeing that the warriors and even the patriarchs of their own clan were slaughtered in pain, and the Cheyenne warriors behind were even more crazy people holding all kinds of weapons high, desperately rushing forward, the originally generous southern tribal alliance was unconsciously crowded into a narrow strip by the narrow pontoon bridge.
"Attack, offspring of mountain eagles and bison!"
Suddenly, a loud roar also sounded, carrying the steel axe given to Mao Xingjian, the war chieftain stared at him with two pots of boiling water as if his eyes were boiling, the first one roared wildly, and then the Sioux warriors who had just disappeared also appeared thousands of people again, and a huge arc like the rushing tide of the sea slammed into the Cheyenne warriors who rushed across the riverbank.
This sudden appearance was so shocking that the Cheyenne people at the front shouted in fear.
"Dead man! They are dead men summoned back from the underworld by sorcerers!! ”
Regardless of the living and the dead, at this moment when the front was sluggish, more than ten meters away, holding a wooden bow, the Sioux archers showed a burst of tetanus and arrow rain covering their faces fiercely, crackling nails piercing the flesh, the thin primitive warriors screamed and fell down a large piece, and then the Sioux warriors who threw the bow howled forward like a mountain leopard and stabbed the spearhead of the ocean nails, and under the dying roar, the sharp nails with the rough tree poles directly interspersed from the other side of the flesh.
The wide Sioux formation occupies a full advantage, and the Cheyenne people who rushed across the river bank first in all directions in the charge are surrounded in the middle, and there are Sioux people in front and back, left and right, many Cheyenne people didn't even react, they were directly stabbed down from behind, and the Cheyenne people's military formation melted quickly like the remnants of snow in the hot sun.
Can! After all, there are a lot of people! Just when the Sioux warrior on the edge was killing and stabbing, there was a crackling sound behind him, and the throwing spear more than one meter long stabbed from behind, and the Sioux soldier who was caught off guard was directly stabbed and cold.
With the clatter of cracked bones, two pots of boiling water pulled the blade of the axe out of a split head, and at this moment, the spear with the still warm body pierced at his feet, and watched the warriors of his tribe cramp the wound the thickness of his forearm, and once again roared like a wild beast, carrying the bloody chopping axe, and the two pots of boiling water rushed out like a madman.
The two sides are completely typical of the North American continent warfare, there is no tactic, follow the fiercest warriors of the tribe together, the real man holds his thick dick and slams it into the flesh of the other party, and even the woman is like crazy, the wild dog roars, and the sharp flint knife in his hand smashes the enemy's face alive.
On the river beach, there are such ferocious puffing battles everywhere, and the blood of the fallen warriors of several tribes soaked the river red for a while, relying on the large number of people, after losing a considerable part of the elite, the Cheyenne people of the allied forces of various ethnic groups still seized the beachhead step by step, compressing the Sioux to retreat.
He had retreated to the mound platform a mile away, the telescope was constantly passing over the fierce battlefield, and Mao Xingjian's hand holding the flagpole of his royal flag was shaking.
But he let go of the flagpole again, touched the horn barrel shotgun on his waist, and the East Palace housekeeper Nangong Bingwen and the East Palace secretary Chen Zao beside him persuaded him bitterly.
"Prince! Lord Song has explained that he must wait for all these Cheyenne people to cross the river, it is too early! ”
"The barbarians in front can still withstand it!"
persuasion after persuasion forced Mao Xingjian to tremble and hold his hand on the flagpole again, but the green tendons on his forehead burst out, every time he saw a person fall and a person screamed, his cheeks twitched violently, and it didn't take long for him to let go of his hand again.
"Prince, don't be impulsive! The chance to slaughter these barbarians is just around the corner! ”
Again, Chen Zao hurriedly clenched his fists and bowed, but this time, he persuaded wrongly, the hesitation of these words stimulated Mao Xingjian's nerves so violently that he didn't even have time to react to Han Xiaomo, who was closest to him, he had already pulled out his flintlock pistol like lightning and pulled the trigger violently towards the sky.
Bang~
The artillery of the Ming army, who had already tensed their nerves, and carried the fire tongs, also stabbed the red-hot iron chisel into the butt of the cannon like a nerve reflex, and on the flat grassy plain, the loud cannon sound shook out for more than ten miles! In the upper reaches of the Snake River, Song Yongzhong, who had been listening with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes.
Simply turned over his horse and raised the flag high, and the New World Cavalry Captain was like a wolf king, strangling his war horse and roaring violently.
"The prince has an order, attack !!"
In the next second, the earth trembled violently! Thousands of heavy hooves pounded the earth, roaring like a landslide and tsunami, but let's not forget that in the beginning, the hairy Snake City was called the Cattle Department, and more than a thousand North American bison, driven by Indian riders, rushed towards the south like a torrent that burst the embankment.
To tell the truth, the ox body is bulky, far less flexible than the war horse, the speed is slow, the shoulder is high and the bottom is high, and the fight against the horse cavalry needs to attack on the back, which is extremely difficult, which is also the reason why the bull cavalry has never appeared in history, but in this new continent without horses, all the shortcomings of the ox cavalry have been transformed into advantages, in the heavy shocking voice, those Cheyenne warriors who were still squeezing and fighting stopped in shock, looked north, and in a rush of smoke and dust, carrying the Sioux warriors, Bighorn bull heads with red-eyed eyes appeared in their pupils.
In the face of this torrent, no courage can be relied on, and people's first reaction is to run! The army of the southern tribes, which had just fought bravely, fell apart in an instant, and the Cheyenne tribesmen, who were carrying bloody wooden guns, shouted in fear and turned around and ran back.
But the two-legged ones can't run the four-legged ones in the end, one mile away, in an instant, the sharp horns and knives rattle through the crowd, the heavy hooves trample on the body of the fallen human body and make a crackling sound of bones breaking, one by one blood nests were trampled on the soft muddy ground on the bank of the Snake River, this group of North American bison finally had a chance to take revenge on humans, and the tens of thousands of Cheyenne people who rushed across the river were ploughed by them like fields, and everywhere they passed, countless stumps and broken arms, corpses were all over the field!
But Song Yongzhong was on fire, the original plan was that this wave of charges would completely crush the entire Wubu Alliance, but next to the herd of cattle, on the other side of the Snake River, there were still black and oppressive Cheyenne warriors looking at everything on the other side of the river in fear, and only one-third of the planned results were achieved!
"The Woman's Kindness !!"
Angry to the point of losing his temper, peeled out of the hurricane herd, Song Yongzhong kicked the war horse manically, rushed to the Indians who were standing on the pontoon bridge and crashed into a ball, the revolver obtained from Mao Xingjian's hand kept pulling the trigger, and in the pounced gunshots, the Cheyennes who were close to each other were knocked into the water one after another, and his crazy killing intensified the retreat of the Cheyennees, and finally, the terrible horn sound sounded on the other side of the river, The Southern Indian warriors, who rushed up like a rising tide, fled back in the same hurry as the ebb tide, completely abandoning the warriors of their own race who were still struggling on the north shore.
Finally, with a sigh, he changed a few bullet nests in a row, and the revolver that was already red and hot was thrown directly into the water by Song Yongzhong, and as soon as he stretched out his hand and pulled out his standard saber, holding the belly of the war horse, Song Yongzhong was full of anger and rushed into the remnants of Cheyenne who were still struggling.
At the other end, holding aloft the bloody steel axe, the war chieftain also let out a final roar from two pots of boiling water.
"Offensive !!"
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