Chapter 107: Taniguchi Scuffle

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In just fifteen seconds, the corpses of the Mongolian Tartars were spread on the ground, and the nearest corpses were all one hundred and fifty meters away, and the Mongols who fell to the ground were no less than three hundred.

After the cavalry of the first column fired, they hurriedly handed the five-eyed guns in their hands to the back (the five-eyed guns plus the wooden handle were more than two meters long), and the cavalry in the back hurriedly handed the five-eyed guns in their hands to the front, while the second row continued to exchange five-eyed guns with the third row.

The ammunition of the five-eyed guns in the hands of the third row has been knocked out and can only be used as cold weapons now, while the five-eyed guns in the first and second rows can still be used.

The Mongolian cavalry also found the Ming cavalry blocking in front, but their crotch was a startled horse, and it would take a little time to control it, even if they didn't want to rush, they couldn't, the war horse under their crotch would take them to charge.

Soon the Mongolian cavalry three hundred meters away charged up again, the second round of five-eyed guns fired again, and another group of people turned on their backs, and hundreds of Mongolian cavalry were killed on the way to charge, and the bows and arrows in their hands did not have time to put them at all, so they went to see Changshengtian.

The charging Mongolian cavalry was also frightened, and they also wanted to turn around, but the war horses under their crotches were still galloping, but fortunately, Lu Jianxing had stopped shelling, otherwise there would be more Mongols rushing up.

The third round of fire "bang ......" sounded like fried beans again, and the Mongolian cavalry died one at a time, and now the Mongolian cavalry almost strangled the war horse under their crotch, but the corpses of people and horses were already covered in Shanghuyukou, and the blood they shed had soaked the dry ground.

Jinong also came to 500 meters from Shanghuyukou at this time, and Jinong at this time understood the real intention of these Ming dogs, which was to eat them all!

Jinong has already fallen into this soldier's Jedi, and there is no point in regretting it, the most important thing in front of him is to rush out of this Huyukou Valley, and only to die and live:

"Sons, the whole army assaults ......"

Jinong had no choice but to command all the cavalry to desperately break through, and if he didn't succeed, he would become a benevolent.

Of course, the countless Mongolian Tatars also understood their dangerous situation, drew their waist swords, and shouted "Wow Wow...... Rush at the Jinyi Guards 300 meters away, the sound of "click" horses' hooves was deafening, and the flying dust covered the sky.

The Shanghuyu Pass is only less than 500 meters wide, and 300 cavalry can block the mouth of the canyon, and Yang Tingjian's more than 1,100 cavalry can just line up in four columns.

The Mongol Tatars began to desperately attack, and Yang Tingjian's first three rows of firearms were also finished, and the cavalry in the fourth row could not be used for the time being, which was a reserve force that could only be used when it was dangerous.

Yang Tingjian was holding the two-foot Mo knife in his hand, but he didn't turn on the high-voltage electric rod switch on the Mo knife. This is mainly because Shen Lian's superhuman martial arts stimulated Yang Tingjian, so he was learning the "Guan Gong Sword Method" downloaded from the Internet whenever he had time, which was said to have been created by Guan Yu, the god of war.

The book says that God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, as for what kind of power there is, Yang Tingjian has to practice it on this battlefield, and all martial arts tricks must be constantly sharpened in actual combat in order to be sublimated.

"Le Yichuan, you lead the fourth team to defend the exit, as long as there are Mongolian Tartars who slip through the net, they will all be killed."

"My lord, let's lead the charge, after all, the lord is the boss, and there can't be the slightest mistake......"

"No, don't you know the means of being a teacher, these Mongolian Tartars are Tuji Wagouer......"

Le Yichuan didn't dare to persuade him, Yang Tingjian's character Le Yichuan knew it, Yang Tingjian was usually very talkative, and he was also very kind, once he fought, he never said the same, and he took the lead in every battle.

"One, two, three teams are ready...... Kill ......"

Yang Tingjian shouted, then quickly put down the mask, and then clamped the war horse under the crotch, and rushed out, followed by Yang Tingjian's charge of cavalry There are 900 people, Le Yichuan with more than 300 people to defend the exit, intercept and kill the Mongolian Tartars who have slipped through the net.

"Kill...... Click...... Wow wow......"

The cavalry of the Jinyi Guards shouted "kill", the Mongolian Tatars shouted "wow", the two teams of cavalry were only a few hundred meters apart, and they couldn't rush up at all, and in an instant, the two cavalry forces collided together.

Although everyone's speed was not fast, there were still thirty or forty cavalrymen who fell off their horses because of their war horses colliding together, and what made Yang Tingjian vomit blood was that more than half of them were people who fell off their horses with their own hands, even if he was wearing Gothic plate armor, it was more dead and less alive.

This is also a matter of no choice, in such a narrow valley, the cavalry that charges relatively little has not much to dodge and airborne, everyone can only strangle the war horses under their crotches before colliding, and then attack each other with the cold weapons in their hands.

Now in this narrow valley, everyone has no way to charge, they can only ride on horseback to split, and the superior strength of the Mongolian cavalry can not be brought into play at all, so they can only use the first-line troops that are not similar to Yang Tingjian.

Hey...... Riding on the horse and slashing on the spot, Yang Tingjian's cavalry was not afraid at all, because they were wearing Gothic plate armor, heavy five-eyed guns in their hands, and light and fast embroidered spring knives at their waists, and most of the Mongolian tartars were leather armor, which was like no armor.

Yang Tingjian is also on the front line, waving the Mo knife in his hand, slashing, chopping, stabbing and sweeping, any trick is at this time, life and death are between one move, there are no fancy movements at all, the knife sees blood, and the knife kills.

Yang Tingjian's experience at this time was: use the fastest speed to stab the weapon in his hand into the enemy's body. The others are, what Guan Gong knife method Yang Tingjian has long forgotten at this time and went to the Nine Heavens Cloud.

A Mongolian Tartar brandished the scimitar in his hand, and slowly squeezed in front of Yang Tingjian on horseback, perhaps the people behind squeezed the Tartar, Yang Tingjian could see from his frightened face that the Tartar actually didn't want to come up, but the crowd sent him up.

There was no way, so he had to grit his teeth and swing his knife to cut, Yang Tingjian didn't bother to pay attention to him, and the one-foot-two-foot Mo knife in his hand "swept away thousands of troops".

The blade of the Mo knife can be two meters long, and it is made of modern alloy steel by Yang Tingjian, which is like clay, coupled with the strength of Yang Tingjian's world weightlifting champion, after a knife light, it is the end of everyone and horses.

War makes people lose their minds, war makes people cruel, Yang Tingjian has long forgotten what benevolence and morality are because of the stimulation of blood at this time, and his mind is to slash and kill, keep slashing, killing the enemy, and living himself, it's as simple as that.

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