Chapter 135: Leave a Life
As soon as the "enemy attack" heard the sound of the horn, the elder Bukhato quickly and loudly reminded the travelers to pay attention to the enemy attack. He is worthy of being a veteran of a hundred battles, and his reaction speed is very fast.
But as soon as the order sounded, the soldiers of the Black Armor Army also quickly jumped out of the snow, and the soldiers on both wings of Jiannu were only a few steps away from the soldiers of the Black Armor Army who were in ambush.
The knife is fast enough, and the melee ability of the black-armored soldiers is also unparalleled in the world, almost in the blink of an eye, the soldiers on both wings of Jiannu were reimbursed in a miserable scream, and only half of the Jiannu who walked in the middle escaped because they were still far away from the black-armored soldiers who were in ambush.
In this annoying old north wind weather, not only the Black Armor Army can't use bows and arrows, but even Jiannu can't use bows and arrows and fire guns.
Therefore, everyone can only fight in close combat, and Jiannu's melee fighting is unparalleled in the world, and he has not met an opponent. But the Black Armor Army is not a vegetarian, Yang Wenli's melee skills are concentrated in one skill, blended together, and created three tricks of splitting and cutting, although it is just a simple three moves, but it is a great skill, there is a great power that shocks the earth, he focuses on strength and speed, abandoning other fancy actions, the speed of the soldiers' knives, incredibly fast, and powerful, Jiannu rarely has a few people who can resist a move, let alone three moves.
Only those veterans, who are longer than the military and whose reaction speed exceeds that of ordinary people, can withstand the offensive of ordinary soldiers of the Black Armor Army. But it was only a little delayed to see the king of Hades, because the black armor army often surrounded and killed one person by several people, and they did not have three heads and six arms, so they prevented the first move, and then they were stabbed by the soldiers who came from behind.
"Assemble, everyone form a formation, and work together to fight the enemy." Old Bukhato walked in the middle, and at this time he had not yet engaged the Black Armor soldiers, so he desperately shouted to his people to form a formation.
Old Buharto has experienced a hundred battles in his life, and he doesn't know how many strong enemies he has fought against, but the combat effectiveness of these black-armored soldiers who suddenly appeared is what he has seen in his life.
Mainly fast, accurate, ruthless three points, too fast, even his eyes are difficult to see, the momentum is fierce, all the clansmen are separated from the head, without exception, it can be seen that the strength is fierce, that one by one the soldiers in black armor are as brave as ten thousand people, after all, the clansmen are just mortals in the flesh, how can they be able to defeat this killing god who comes out of hell one by one?
He knew that it was difficult to be good today, and maybe all the people of the clan would have to go to see the Immortal Heaven. But he has gone through a hundred battles, and he has long put life and death aside, he has killed enough people in this life, it is already worth it, let him meet these elites of the Ming army today!
With a swing of his mace, old Bukhato slammed it at a young, tall, muscular soldier who was charging at him. The mace is a heavy weapon, powerful and heavy, specializing in breaking heavy armor, almost unstoppable, but sacrificing speed, stepping on ordinary people, of course he can see success with one move, but unfortunately he stepped on Yang Renyu, Yang Renyu until he was still in the scabbard of the knife, only to see a piece of white light flashing like practice, old Bukhato was frozen, he stared at the bull's eyes big, looking at the other party unbelievably, the other party obviously didn't make a move, why did he get stabbed?
In the next second, old Buharto fell to the ground with half of his body, half of his body fell backwards, his stomach flowed to the ground, and the blood splattered on the snow, staining a large area red, so miserable, the little Jiannu behind him, who had never been on the battlefield, was a complete rookie, he saw the old man he had admired all his life, and he had never been defeated in a move, and he died so miserably, he was immediately so frightened that he threw away his weapon, squatted on the ground and yelled, he was already scared stupid.
Yang Renyu was about to kill him with a knife, when he heard Yang Rentian's voice say: "Spare him a life, we need information on Jiannu." ”
He couldn't keep quiet, because in less than three minutes, only the old Jiannu who walked in the middle and the stupid little Jiannu didn't die, and now Jiannu was left with his only seedling, and Jiannu's intelligence had to rely on him.
"Take him back, torture him severely, I want information on Jiannu." Yang Rentian ordered the slave soldiers standing beside him, and then he turned around and left, and instructed Yang Renyu, who was walking with him, to say: "Fifth brother, you work hard, be responsible for breaking up the battlefield, and the armor of Jiannu will be stripped off, and we will wear it for our new slave soldiers in the future." ”
"Obey the order", Yang Renyu immediately stood upright and saluted, and promised loudly.
A battle that was prepared to be done a lot ended hastily within a few minutes, and the Jiannu, who was known as invincible, was just Er'er, it seems that the Black Armor Army is already the elite of the world, and it is enough to compete with the strong beams in the world. Thinking of this, Yang Rentian quickened his pace, he couldn't wait to report the good news to the young master as soon as possible.
Yang Wenli was in the workshop at this time, like a foreman, loudly teaching his slave soldiers and those Liaodong fugitive slaves.
"Attention everyone! When the molten iron will come out, you have to line up on the side, carry a hot metal ladle in twos and twos, this road in the middle is the channel for lifting the molten iron, no one is allowed to occupy the road, you carry the molten iron up the high platform and pour it into the mold, do not return from the original road, but should go down from another plank road, and go to the back to line up, remember? ”
"Remember!" Dozens of people responded loudly, resounding through the room.
After Yang Wenli finished arranging this matter, he walked to the side of the earth blast furnace and said to Yang Lichu: "Lichu, wait for Lishan to poke the mud and put the molten iron, the two of you will pick up this long plug to prepare, and when you see that the molten iron bag is almost there, you must immediately block the water outlet, rather fill it less, not too much, otherwise when they carry it, it will splash out, this is high-temperature molten iron, isn't it fun, remember?" ”
"Remember," Yang Lichu nodded on behalf of the two of them.
"Hmmm! If the two of you can't stop it, call out loudly, don't force it, you know? Yang Wenli told them again.
"Got it," Yang Lichu and the two replied again.
At this time, Wang Rucheng, who was observing the situation of molten iron above the blast furnace, shouted to Yang Wenli: "Great Commander, the color of molten iron has turned white, and the molten iron can be produced." ”
"Good! Etiquette, poke open the mud! Yang Wenli responded with a hello, and then ordered Yang Lili to be kind.
Yang Lishan picked up a long bamboo pole with an iron tip at the front of the bamboo pole, and he stabbed the sealing mud with force, and pulled the sealing mud aside.
I saw a dazzling red-hot molten iron rushing down from the mouth of the molten iron, flowing into the molten iron bag that had been placed below, and within a few seconds, the molten iron was more than halfway through.
Yang Lichu, who had been waiting for a long time, took the mouth seal made of clay and struggled to resist the water outlet, the molten iron was a viscous liquid, and the fluidity was not strong, so it was blocked by the two of them.
The following is two people walking over, lifting the molten iron bag and leaving, walking to a mold platform to pour the molten iron into the mold, followed by the second team and the third team, a steady stream, the molten iron in the mold has a red hot molten iron constantly added, not cooled and solidified but slowly increased......
…… To be continued