Chapter 218: Not too tired, not too much

At this time, the spears of the iron dings also collided with the Japanese robbers holding long knives, and the long knives of the Japanese robbers still slashed towards the tip of the spear according to the previous way of fighting, and the bare ash pole did not kill anything.

The next Ming army with a wooden stick is the lamb to be slaughtered, this is also the familiar tactics of the Japanese robbers, the knife is cut at the end of the spear that is stabbed over the flat, there is no sound of breaking, there is a sound of metal striking, the tip of Tie Ding's spear is one and a half to two feet long in the part of the gun shaft, although each other's usual spears are much heavier, but in the phalanx, the sword and shield soldiers must be guarded against.

The front of the iron soldiers fluctuated slightly, but the deviated spear still stabbed forward, and the Japanese were afraid of killing Jiang Feng behind them, and they wanted to quickly defeat the soldiers on the opposite side, and then turn around to deal with the fierce general who killed the gods.

It is understandable that one or two brave generals occasionally appear, they still don't believe that the warriors behind Jiang Feng are also so brave, so the pace has not slowed down, and the momentum of the impact is still very fierce, so the spear tips that are slightly off the direction of the iron Ding have the strength of the iron dings' arms.

There is also the strength of the stabbed Wako, so the first confrontation between the two sides basically did not play any role in the long knife of the Wako, but was pierced through the chest by the spear - the Wako is not tall in the first place.

The screams and shouts of killing were almost at the same time, and the Japanese who rushed in front fell a dozen people at once, don't expect that in the era of cold weapons, except for some armies trained by super fierce men, almost no army can withstand one-tenth of the casualties.

What's more, there are only more than 30 Japanese robbers in front of him, and the thirty or so Japanese who are ready to follow the slashing and killing behind him have stopped the momentum of rushing forward with very incredible steps, according to common sense, this incredible action basically means that his legs and feet must be sprained.

But now it can still take care of this, but there is Tie Ding in front, and if you turn around, there is Jiang Feng, the devil closest to Jiang Feng has already been directly cut off from his head, and the other two or three Japanese who turned around and prepared to besiege Jiang Feng couldn't get close to Jiang Feng three feet in front of him.

The slightest hesitation and delay could not be allowed on the battlefield, and the Japanese robbers looked back and saw the brave Jiang Feng, who only hesitated for a little time when besieging or fleeing, and the spears in front of the iron men still had corpses hanging on them, and the twenty people in front dropped their spears and took down the broadswords behind their backs.

The civil and military officials in the city had already thrown aside the shields that were like gates, and they were all stupidly lying on the battlements and watching the battle under the city - to be precise, it was a massacre.

"Holding a spear and carrying a big knife on his back, what a strong body."

An officer looked at the iron ding below and said to himself in a distracted manner, the iron ding spear in the back row was flattened and continued to rush forward, those iron ding who drew out the big knife directly shouted and fought with the Japanese who did not have time to escape, when the Japanese knife was in close combat, it was not stronger than the embroidered spring knife in the hands of the iron ding, and even because it was not as thick as the embroidered spring knife made by the iron dings, it was far inferior in strength.

Now he can't run away, Jiang Feng excitedly wanted to laugh out loud, in modern times, it is not so easy to cut a Japanese devil so happily, and now there is more and more atmosphere of overturning the case of traitors, and it will definitely be more difficult in the future. The four pirates surrounding him listened to the screams of their companions being stabbed and cut down.

Looking at Jiang Feng's face full of blood, he was still there with a smile, becoming more and more terrifying, as if he was a demon king there. The scared knives are a little too much to hold.

Jiang Feng was happy in his heart, all kinds of feelings became more and more sensitive, looking at the four trembling devils, the big knife in his hand was picked up with both hands, and the Japanese who faced Jiang Feng knew that the weight difference between the weapons of the two sides was too great, and if they collided, the narrow and long Japanese knives would be broken.

They dodged one after another, avoiding this momentum and then prepared to rush forward and slash, but how could Jiang Feng give them such a chance, after the big knife was flat for half a circle, at the end of the action, he suddenly took a step forward, and the leftmost wolf suddenly narrowed the distance, twisted his hands, and the big knife in his hand came up in the opposite direction, his strength was also huge, and the knife on the devil's body was still raised in the lower abdomen and did not have time to react.

It was cut straight from the top, and the blade was blocked in the pelvis, but the power of the knife was there, and the wolf was actually knocked away like that.

The remaining three devils no longer have the courage to fight at all, Jiang Feng stood at the rear, so the positions of these few widows had not yet been entangled on the battlefield, and one of the outermost people suddenly screamed, threw away the long knife in his hand and ran wildly towards the road where he came.

There was a "buzz" bowstring sound, and the fleeing widow had just taken a few steps when he was nailed to his back by a large arrow that was rapidly firing from behind him, and he stumbled a few steps before falling to the ground.

I can't beat it, I can't run it, I haven't been stabbed to death, I haven't been cut down, I haven't been shot to death, I finally understand. The other party is not fighting them, but killing them. So there will be a little bit of a sense of fighting there, so flustered.

One of the three remaining widows in front of Jiang Feng was cut off by a big knife, and now there are five or six widows left on the battlefield. The faces of the two widows in front of Jiang Feng were already completely pale, and the knives in their hands trembled and couldn't hold them, and when Jiang Feng hadn't moved, the two devils on the opposite side suddenly threw away the knives neatly, knelt down, and shouted in their mouths.

No one can understand it at all, thinking that these bastards have been rampant in the Ming Dynasty for a long time, and they haven't learned what to say about sparing their lives.

One surrendered, so did the rest, and the remaining four or five were all kneeling in pools of blood, begging for mercy with tears in their eyes - of course, these words were still in Japanese, and no one could understand them.

Jiang Feng kicked the wolf in front of him over, spat at the wolf who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, and said quite boredly:

"What a fucking waste, I thought that the devils in the south were stronger than those encountered in Yantai Mountain, so I tied them up and put them together."

The iron dings obeyed the orders violently, and the short axe in Liu Shisan's hand was quite sharp when he rode a horse, but when he was fighting against the long sword of the wolf, it was a little inconvenient, if it weren't for the iron ding's spear and the archers behind him who were guarding him, I am afraid that he would have been injured a long time ago. Jiang Feng had already cut six knives there, but this time Liu Shisan was convinced, he insisted on not using the standard weapons built by craftsmen, saying that he was skilled with a short axe.

Above the city, whether it was civil officials, military attachés, or soldiers and colonels at all levels, they all stretched out their necks and looked stupidly there, and they only reacted when the iron soldiers tied up a few widows and threw them on the ground. However, this reaction also changed from stunned to frightened.

Zhejiang Chengxuan's political envoy Yamen's right political counselor stammered:

"This, this ......"

These were the only words that could be spoken, and the others could not even speak, and the killing under the city frightened not only the Japanese but also the officials and soldiers at the head of the city. Some timid civil officials were already so frightened that they were trembling all over their bodies, and they just leaned on the battlements of the city wall to support themselves from softening.

The most normal performance was Liu Shunhua, who stroked his beard there and said in a deep voice:

"It seems that the report document that read the heads of the five hundred Japanese coquette did not have water......

Hearing this, the Hangzhou garrison on the side finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed on the ground, muttering there in a low voice:

"Is this still the army of the Ming Dynasty?"

Dozens of real Japanese robbers were beheaded, whether it was military merit or pacification of the people, this was a big deal, and in addition to this group of pirates, the spies did not say that there were any other dangers, so the city gate of Hangzhou was opened again on the same day after the unprecedented closure.

With Liu Shunhua, the political envoy of Zhejiang, the civil and military officials rushed out under the escort of the soldiers, ready to reward them outside the city, if it was an ordinary military attaché, Liu Shunhua would not pay attention to it at all, and went directly back to the yamen to discuss the meritorious deeds.

But it was his son-in-law who showed his face this time, and his face was also bright anyway, and Liu Shunhua was also quite keenly observed, when he was guarding against the Japanese in Shangchengtou today, although the civil and military officials were obedient, there was always some yin and yang in their actions.

In particular, Jiang Feng's arrow did not hit, and the laughter and all kinds of sarcasm that followed fully explained the attitude of the following people towards him, the head of the civil affairs of a province. Even if he wanted to prevent his son-in-law from going to the city to take risks, he was embarrassed by the military attachés around him.

However, in just a short period of incense, these arrogant widows in the city were cleaned up by Jiang Feng like chopping melons and vegetables, and the officials in the city were immediately much more polite. The Ming Dynasty has always been a noble and lowly martial artist, and he didn't expect that he, a political envoy from a bachelor's degree in Hanlin, would ask the son-in-law of the commander from Jinyiwei to support the scene, which is really ridiculous. But Liu Shunhua still has some benefits in his heart.

As soon as the group of people reached the city gate suspension bridge, they saw Jiang Feng commanding his subordinates to take the remaining four captured widows and make them kneel on the ground. Jiang Feng walked in front of the four widows with a knife in his hand, and said with a smile:

"It's not tiring to kill devils, no matter how you kill them."

The knife fell, and the blood appeared!!