Chapter Eighty-One: Pi Zhen Has Conquered

"Bang!"

Wang Kefan fired, and the Qing general fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

Another shot rang out, unusually crisp, even though it was clearly audible on a noisy battlefield.

"Whoosh!"

A cold arrow flew out of the flag gate of the Qing army, shooting towards Wang Kefan.

Wang Kefan hit a shot, didn't look at it anymore, turned around and handed the bird gun to the auxiliaries, and was about to take another bird gun, but suddenly saw the auxiliary soldier's expression changed greatly, and at the same time there was a terrible sound of wind tearing the air behind his ears.

"Cold Arrow!"

Wang Kefan's heart froze, and before he had time to make any movements, he felt that the helmet had been hit hard, and an iron-core wolf tooth arrow hit the helmet Sakura, and the arrow was inserted into his hair bun, and the fluttering edges kept vibrating.

Wang Kefan grabbed the firecracker, turned around and quickly raised the gun, already aiming at the direction where the cold arrow was fired, but saw that a Qing general under the green flag was slowly sitting down, his face was covered with blood, his eyes were dull, and he had been killed.

Na Qing threw a hard bow at his feet, and there were several iron wolf tooth arrows stuck in the quiver behind him, Wang Kefan only glanced at him, and was sure that the cold arrow just now was put by him, turned his head and looked at the other side, but saw Wang Yi holding a bird gun, and a wisp of green smoke came out of the muzzle of the bird gun.

Wang Yi, the Jiangxi auxiliary soldier who volunteered to fight!

"Wang Yi, come here!"

Wang Kefan called him to his side, stretched out his hand and handed over the bird: "Good marksmanship, fight hard!" ”

Wang Yi took the bird's gun, raised his hand and shot it, another Qing soldier fell in response, Wang Kefan took two steps back and squatted, took off his helmet, beat his bun, and took out the iron-clad wolf's tooth arrow.

"It's dangerous!" This arrow is dirty, and it will be done at a glance, if it is hit by this arrow. Even if you don't die on the spot, the wound will be infected and inflamed, and there are no antibiotics in this era, as long as the wound is infected, it is basically dead.

There was a hole in the helmet, but the helmet cherry blossom did not fall off, Wang Kefan put it back on, stood up and raised the wolf tooth arrow high, and the surrounding soldiers of the Gongyi battalion immediately let out a burst of cheers.

When the soldiers of the Ming army saw Wang Kefan being hit by an arrow, they panicked. Under the attack of the Qing army, he retreated step by step, and suddenly saw that he was safe and sound, and his morale was immediately boosted, and he stood firm and fought bravely, and withstood the attack of the Qing army.

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Bang! Bang! ”

"Bang! Bang! ”

Wang Kefan and Wang Yi fought side by side. The two men fired one after another like a game, and there was no missing shot. Knocked down one Qing army after another. Seven or eight auxiliaries behind him were busy loading, and none of them could supply the speed of the two of them.

"The marksmanship is really good!" Wang Kefan was secretly surprised in his heart, before he transferred to civilian service, he stayed in the army for seven or eight years, received formal shooting training, and after the Gongyi battalion had a bird gun. He often practices and is a recognized sharpshooter in the Gongyi Battalion, but compared to this Wang Yi, it seems to be a step behind.

This can only be explained by talent. If Wang Yi was born in the 80s of the 20th century, he might be able to join the shooting team to win glory for the country, just like Xu Haifeng loved to play air pistol when he was young, and finally achieved positive results and won the first Olympic gold medal......

If you want to be a sharpshooter, in addition to the necessary physical conditions, you must pass the test in your heart, and you must have the demeanor of a general who has collapsed in front of Mount Tai and has the same color - this Wang Yi is a good seedling!

The two men used seven or eight bird guns to shoot in turn, supporting an area of more than ten meters in front, and the pressure on the auxiliaries in front of them was greatly reduced, and the Qing troops who rushed over were shot one after another and fell to the ground.

However, the Ming army in other directions could not withstand it.

Seeing that the Qing army could not attack for a long time, they made a desperate bet and pressed the last 300-man reserve force up, and the main general of the Qing army personally rushed into battle.

He rode a fierce horse under his crotch, neighing and short-tempered, wearing two layers of heavy armor, holding a steel spear the thickness of an egg in his hand, his eyes were bigger than a bull's eye, his mouth was screaming, and a saliva hung on the corner of his mouth, like a fierce god, and rushed over with three hundred fresh troops.

The green flag fluttered, three hundred fresh troops followed closely, the Qing army commander rounded the spear in his hand, like a wheel to rotate non-stop, this spear is long and heavy, no one dares to plunder its edge within two or three zhang around, there are Ming troops to avoid a little slow to be hit down by the spear, broken bones and tendons.

Seeing that he was coming fiercely, the Ming army concentrated on shooting with bows, arrows, birds, and guns, but the Qing general was not afraid, and continued to rush with heavy armor.

"Puffy Puff!"

He was hit by more than a dozen arrows, hanging on his armor like a hedgehog, and the bird hit him only slightly, as if he was not injured at all, still rushing forward with his spear, invincible in the Ming army's array, the three hundred Qing soldiers followed him, cut a gap in the middle of the left wing of the Gongyi battalion, and cut straight in.

The formation on the left flank of the Ming army was out of order.

With the advent of stirrups, muskets and other equipment, the tactics of cavalry were more flexible, and the tactics of horse lance and heavy armor were basically eliminated in the Song Dynasty, but suddenly such a Qing general with an ancient style appeared, and the Ming army was knocked unconscious.

If it was a soldier with rich combat experience in the Gongyi Battalion, there were several ways to kill this Qing general, but the auxiliary soldiers were incompetent, and they were killed by him.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Wang Kefan and Wang Yi shot continuously, and the Qing general was shot several times in succession, and suddenly turned his horse's head and rushed towards Wang Kefan.

"Stride, stomp!"

Wang Meng led the pro-army team to meet him, he only slightly sided, he dodged the spear of the Qing general, the crotch of the war horse has been bullied to the side of the Qing general, raised the horse chopping knife in his hand and cut it on the head, the Qing general put the spear back to the area, and opened the horse chopping knife with a bang.

After such a delay, the Qing general's charging speed was suppressed, and seven or eight pro-soldiers rushed up and fought around him, and the other pro-soldiers fought with the three hundred Qing troops.

The other Qing troops were killed again, the left flank formation of the Gongyi battalion was chaotic, and the Qing army was wrapped together, turning into a melee, although the Ming army was numerous, the Qing army had been on the battlefield for a long time, and quickly gained the upper hand with the advantages of the Jiajian soldiers.

With the weak against the strong, the formation is chaotic, and basically half of the loss is lost.

However, the Ming army did not collapse, they are still struggling to hold on.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Wang Kefan's face was expressionless, holding a bird gun and constantly shooting, Wang Yi, like him, could almost hit the target with every shot.

When the battle comes to this point, both sides do their best, and it depends on who can hold out to the end.

"Bang !!"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the earth shook.

The sound was too abnormal, and the two armies of the Ming and Qing dynasties, who were fighting desperately, were stunned, and many people involuntarily looked up in the direction of Pizhen.

A billowing smoke rose into the air, obscuring the clouds and the sun, and the fire was faintly visible!

"Pizhen has been defeated! The warehouses of the Tartars were burned! Wang Kefan raised the bird gun in his hand and shouted loudly to the auxiliaries of the Gongyi battalion.

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PS: The third volume is coming to an end, so let's talk about the two tricks that have appeared recently.

The plot proceeds to this point, and a Guangdong general who takes refuge in the protagonist, Liang Zhiren makes a shining debut.

The Gongyi Battalion is about to expand and needs a commander of the musket unit, and Wang Yi made his debut.

The fourth volume needs more tricks, I hope that all book friends will sign up enthusiastically, and I wish you all a pleasant reading experience. (To be continued......)