Chang Le's handcuff was almost on Darha's nose when it sounded. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Darha is not like the Fire Cloud Evil God who can use his fingers to hold bullets at close range, and come to an abnormal human being who "you have science, I have divine skills". At such a distance, he couldn't avoid Chang Le's shot, and the bullet hit him in the chest, easily piercing through the two layers of armor on his body, and then carrying the fragments of armor into his chest.

At this time, Darha was raising the waist knife in his hand and slashing at Changle with a shout. Darha had already noticed just now that the armor on Changle's body, at least the armor on the torso, was very strong. A direct stab may not be able to cause much damage, but Darha knows that no matter how good the armor is, a slash in the neck can solve the problem.

However, such a blow required a lot of force, but at this moment, the bullet from the handcuff entered Darha's chest, and the lead bullet quickly deformed and slowed down in his body, transmitting huge kinetic energy to his internal organs, his lungs, and his heart were violently pushed away by this force, thus forming a huge cavity. In the process, his lungs were torn in half, and a large hole was torn open in his heart. The negative pressure formed by the huge cavity caused a large amount of blood that was originally in the heart to be sucked into it, which instantly led to severe ischemia of other organs in Darha. So almost at this moment, Darha felt that all the strength of his body was gone, the knife he raised high hung down weakly, and his legs could no longer support his body, he fell at Changle's feet like a pocket full of dirt.

At the same time that Changle fired his handcuffs, the other model soldiers also played a second round of volleys. More than a thousand flintlock pistols roared loudly, and the smoke from the spews blurred the sight in front of most people. This time, the distance between the two sides was closer, and the hit rate was naturally higher, and five or six hundred Qing soldiers were knocked over almost at once.

Now almost all the soldiers in the front row of the Qing army have been knocked down, and those soldiers in the back row have just endured the last shelling, and the same loss is not small. In the shelling and charging just now, there was some confusion in the formation of the Qing army, and at this time, no one could organize the scattered army at once.

Chang Le put away his handcuffs, put a copper whistle hanging from his waist into his mouth, and blew out a set of sounds vigorously. In a noisy battlefield, it is difficult to hear ordinary shouts. Therefore, many instructions must be issued by relying on whistles. The meaning of this set of whistles is actually very simple, it is just the seven words "bayonet charge on the infantry".

In fact, immediately after this shot, he got on the bayonet and charged, which was predetermined before the battle. So by this time many soldiers had already pulled out their bayonets from their waists and put them on the barrels. Then he rushed forward with a shout.

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"Another shot so soon?" On the larch in the distance, the sand dragon's eyes widened, and the speed at which the model army reloaded and fired was completely faster than he had imagined. But then he saw something that made his jaw drop, and a group of musketeers actually took the initiative to rush towards the Qing army on the opposite side and launched a hand-to-hand combat.

Sand Dragon rubbed his eyes to see that there seemed to be an extra piece of something on the muzzle of the musketeers, which looked like a small dagger. In this way, these muskets became a short spear.

"Well, these guys' short spear technique seems a little wrong...... That's right, this thing isn't really a short spear after all, and you can't use techniques like a slide bar. Sha Zilong secretly commented in his heart.

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Indeed, even a flintlock pistol with a bayonet attached to it was no match for a real short spear in hand-to-hand combat. But this shortcoming is well compensated for by a number of other factors. First of all, the morale and fighting will of their opponents have been defeated, and the formation and formation have also been disrupted, and they cannot play their full level in battle. Secondly, good armor made up for the shortcomings of the weapon, although the defense of the model infantry at the arms and calves was not very good, and the defense of the iron mesh made of wrought wire was limited, but the cuirass of the torso, as well as the covered armor on the head, provided very good defense, which made it difficult for ordinary cold weapons to inflict fatal damage on them. In fact, the waist knives, ladder knives, and shun knives commonly used in the hands of the Qing army basically had no way to take the cuirass of the model army. And on the contrary, the model army of the three. Edge. The bayonet could easily pierce all kinds of armor of the Qing army. The Qing troops in the front row have seen with their own eyes how the light and heavy arrows they shoot are blocked by the armor of the "Ming army" on the opposite side, and they will also have a basic impression of the defensive power of the armor of these "Ming army". However, most of these people were killed by the last volley of the Model Army. Moreover, the model army also has a problem that their cuirass is cloth, which is not at all conspicuous in the past.

So at the beginning, when the Qing army was fighting hand-to-hand with the model army, they still followed the general way of fighting, greeting the torso of the model army with a knife and a gun, and then they found that those guys in the model army didn't want to die one by one, and they didn't block at all, and directly stabbed them with a bayonet in exchange for life. Then, the Clearers who felt they could take out the Model Army before they were all dead, and the rest of them inevitably crumbled when they found that the result of each of their attacks was "we failed to penetrate their armor".

As a result, large groups of Qing troops began to retreat, although they were still much more numerous.

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Wang Sansheng watched in amazement as a group of musketeers chased after the Jianshen who outnumbered them, and kept knocking down the Jianshen one by one from behind.

"Mother! Isn't that vicious? Actually chased Jianshen like this. ”

"First of all, I used artillery to force Jian Yan to charge in advance, so that their physical strength was consumed halfway, and at the same time disrupted their formation, and then it was a volley of muskets, and a large row was killed...... That's it. Sha Zilong sighed and said, "This is also Jianxuan, if you change someone else, you will already be defeated if you can't even rush to them." ”

After saying this, Sha Zilong sighed a few times in a row.

"Big brother, this Jianxuan has lost the battle, why are you sighing!" Wang Sansheng asked puzzled.

"Hey, Brother Sansheng, I thought, in the face of such an army, what is the use of those martial arts that we have practiced all our lives!" The sand dragon sighed.

Today's school exam, the papers were graded overnight, and I had to do two ks.