Chapter 6: There are many rights and wrongs for the first time, and the knife immediately cuts the mess (6)

Li Guanghang originally thought that it was a beam brick, and the ancients would often hang a brick and stone on the beam, one said that it was used to ward off evil spirits, and the other said that it had the effect of consolidating the beam. But Li Guanghang looked at it confidently, this is clearly a mace with a spearhead!

Li Guanghang remembered that the Ming dynasty Mao Yuanyi's "Wubei Zhi" volume 14 "Mace" recorded: "Take a strong and heavy wood for it, four or five feet long. There are four different names: gun, pestle, rod, and stick. Implanted nails on it, such as wolf teeth, called mace. “。

The striking effect of this weapon depends not only on its weight, but also on the many sharp iron nails on the hammer head, which often produce a peculiar killing effect. Even against the enemy in armor, it is very powerful, and for lightly armored or even unarmored infantry, it is even more fleshy with a belt hooked out of the body. Moreover, its strange appearance, huge stick head and terrifying lethality will also have a certain deterrent effect psychologically, regardless of the martial arts attainments of the person holding this weapon. Therefore, on the battlefield of horse warfare where thousands of horses are galloping, this kind of weapon is absolutely indispensable.

Besides, this is no ordinary mace.

It stands to reason that the front part of the mace should be a solid full thorn, but this mace has three small holes the thickness of the index finger in the front part, and there is only one spearhead, standing alone between the three holes.

This turned out to be the three-eyed gun that was equipped with the Ming Dynasty's million-dollar border army!

Li Guanghang of later generations has seen the records of the three-eyed gun in many historical materials, and most of them are used to equip the border army. The three-eyed gun has a short barrel and cannot be aimed at three points and one line, but it is still quite powerful at thirty or forty paces. Especially after Qi Jiguang's army reform, the Northern Army used a large number of three-eyed guns, instead of bird guns.

One of the reasons is that the border army mostly fights against Tatar cavalry, generally speaking, if the firearm does not use a segment shot, if it wants to cause considerable lethality in front of the cavalry, it can only be placed in a salvo within forty or fifty paces, and this distance can be rushed to the front in an instant for the war horse. Moreover, the hidden dangers left by the Ming Dynasty guard system led to the general low morale of the soldiers, and there were many cases where the generals fired their guns without waiting for the general's order. Therefore, the impatient man in the north screamed after a wave of guns, and then waved the three-eyed gun in his hand, and smashed it towards the opposite war horse with his teeth and claws.

And for Li Guanghang, the role of the three-eyed gun is very great for himself, and it is difficult to practice the archery and spear skills for a while, and the short-range firearm of the three-eyed gun gives Li Guanghang, a novice weapon, more opportunities to break armor and kill the enemy while making up for the short-range output. After all, no armor can withstand such a heavy blunt blow.

And there is not much time left for Li Guanghang, he needs to learn to use armor and weapons as soon as possible.

"Maybe the broadsword technique can be used on the three-eyed gun." Li Guanghang remembered that he was wielding a thick-backed machete in the anti-Japanese base in North China, and reaping the lives of the Japanese invaders in the fight against Japan again and again, and he couldn't help but boil his blood again.

"The big knife slashed at the heads of the devils

Patriotic compatriots of the whole country

The day of the War of Resistance has come, the day of the War of Resistance has come!

In front of you are the Volunteers of the Northeast

There are people from all over the country in the back

Our Chinese army marches forward bravely and looks at the enemy!

Destroy them

exterminate

Come on!

The big knife slashes at the heads of the devils - kill! ”

……

"Mother."

In Li Ling's mansion outside Suzhou, Li Qin was wearing a purple-green moonlight suit, which looked a little smart, as if the bright moonlight showed a halo of brilliance, which was very beautiful.

"Where did Big Brother and Daddy go!" Li Qin was lying by the door of the "back garden", looking at his mother, his eyes blinking.

"Whew!"

In the corner of the "back garden" near the gate, Li Ling's wife, that is, Li Qin and Li Guanghang's mother, was putting the spear that had been waving for a while on the ground, retracting her movements, and wiping a handful of snow-white cheeks with her dirty hands.

If there were others again, they would be surprised that this woman was a lustful person.

Her name is Sonar, which means pure. His hometown is from Yilijiangli, which is located at the border between Xinjiang and Kazakhstan in later generations. By chance, he came to the border of the Ming Dynasty, got acquainted with Li Ling, and followed Li Ling to Jiangnan.

With fair skin, a tall nose bridge, deep eye sockets, long eyelashes, and black and bright hair, she looks a little like a Uyghur female star in later generations.

The only thing that makes people feel uncomfortable is her strong abdominal muscles and the development of calf muscles, of course, these have been covered by a plain short fight.

Sonar has followed Li Ling to Daming for many years, and he already knows the Chinese language well.

"Your dad knows how to run around outside all day except dancing guns and sticks, and now he may be taking your eldest brother to do something wrong. Let's go, go into the kitchen, and my mother will make you something good. ”

"Mother, Qin'er is not hungry, let's come back and eat together." Li Qin said no, and he couldn't hold back his excitement in his heart, after all, his mother's cooking skills were much better than the hired cooks.

"It seems that some people don't want to eat the 'Beshbarmak' made by their mother!" Sonal looked at Li Qin innocently, spread his hands and said.

This "Beshbarmak", which means five fingers, is what later generations called hand-grasped mutton. Li Qin, who was born in a traditional Chinese family, has long been annoyed by his grandfather's old rules, and he finally can indulge it, but Li Qin doesn't want to let it go.

"Then ...... Eat a little. ”

……

Li Guanghang tried on his armor by the shore of Taihu Lake. Although cotton armor is a kind of light armor, the net weight is also about 20 catties, plus chain mail, a proper heavy armor, to say the least, there are more than 30 catties. Although this is a moderate weight for Zhang Yikui, now he is Li Guanghang! A white-faced scholar who has not been trained and has no strength to restrain the chicken, you let him wear such a heavy armor, how can it be like giving a primitive person a Gatling, so that he will not burst into blue fire.

Moreover, because Li Guanghang was thin and weak, and he did not wear many clothes in the summer, there were still many gaps in his armor.

Li Guanghang realized that his martial arts training plan might be in vain, and with such a body, it is better to think about how to get strong quickly first.

"Fitness? You're talking about fitness! Li Ling flipped the fish that had been pierced by a wooden stick, glanced at Li Guanghang, and looked at his son, who looked like a scholar in clothes, and felt a little incredible.

"Of course that's fine, it's just that it depends on whether you can suffer or not." After all, this kid was forcibly dragged by the old lady to read poetry books for so many years, and suddenly wanted to practice martial arts, which made Li Ling feel a little surprised.

"Although my son is a scholar, he is very good at suffering losses and standing hard work." Li Guanghang thought to himself, can he not endure hardships and stand hard work? Life in later generations has been so miserable, how many years have passed, and the country has always advocated "carrying forward the spirit of hard struggle", as a party member, how can he not implement it.

"Yes! Oh, yes! Otherwise, my son would not have achieved fame at such a young age. Li Ling was suddenly a little unwilling, staring intently at the grilled fish.

Li Ling actually wanted to teach Li Guanghang to practice martial arts, but how could the old lady agree! The reason why Li Guanghang's milk name is Yong'er is because of Li Ling.

"Okay, tomorrow, come out with me"

"Today, I'll take you to find something to replenish your body." Li Ling looked at a forest in the distance and smiled slightly.

In the woods, two black-clothed sharps who were already exhausted should not be one. The fat Ruishi had already fallen asleep on the ground, and only the thin Ruishi was still carrying a bird gun on his back and wearing a pair of "black-framed glasses", staring closely at the official road.

Li Guanghang and Li Ling's father and son have gained a lot along the way, relying on this Li Ling's martial arts, and now in the trophies, there are all kinds of things that fly in the sky, swim in the water, and run on the ground. Just as he was about to reach the edge of the forest, Li Ling noticed an anomaly.

"Wait a minute," Li Ling hooked down and groped forward, Li Guanghang also noticed the fat and thin two, who also hooked their bodies and followed Li Ling closely. Li Ling was surprised by Li Guanghang's sensitivity, but he didn't think much about it, and the two stopped not far away.

Li Guanghang recognized the thin man, who was the little guy who went to the West Wing that night.

"Do you know what kind of firearm it is?" Li Ling asked Li Guanghang with the appearance of an elder.

How could Li Guanghang not know that this was a type of arquebus. But the opportunity to pretend to be forced will be given to Li Ling.

"I don't know."

"That's the iron cannon of the Japanese Kou, and your father and I have also read books." Li Ling looked a little proud, but then he looked a little worried, and frowned, "How can there be a firearm in this Suzhou, could it be ...... Are these two people a wolf? ”

Li Ling suddenly grabbed a fist-sized stone, looked at it with one eye, threw the stone out, and hit the back of the head of the thin man who was watching, and the thin man fell down without saying a word.

"Yong'er, tie up these two with your father and escort them to the prefect tomorrow."

When the fat man woke up, he found himself and the fainting thin man tied to a tree by the Taihu Lake.

Fat man, that's angry! There are more mosquitoes in this lake than in the woods.

In the silent night, there was a curse from a fat man......