However, Zhu Xuanyi quickly understood that this was not because Sun Yuan had any magic, but because the discipline of the Ningxiang Army was stricter than any army he had ever seen in the world.

From beginning to end, none of the more than 1,000 soldiers said a word, or even let out a shout, as if they were dumb, and in a trance, he felt that the soldiers around him were no longer people, but machines.

"That's right, that's it, my soldiers are the killing machines of the modern army!" My own soldiers have finally been trained, and after such a bloody battle, in the future, who else can stop me Sun Yuan.

Sun Yuan only felt hot all over his body, and only felt that his head and feet were full of sweat: "This is the victory of the system!" ”

Twenty or so meters deeper into the camp, there were more and more people inside, and the peasants were pushing and crowding each other, trembling under the guns of the Ningxiang army, and even if they wanted to escape, they had nowhere to go.

All of a sudden, the resistance was greater, and the musketeers could no longer advance as before.

After all, it was the first time on the battlefield, and the soldiers were inexperienced, and the guns were not as neat as before.

Moreover, because of the smelting technology, the quality of the barrel of the Ningxiang musket is not too good, and it has become hot and red, and it is impossible to shoot.

In order to cool down the barrel of the gun, some soldiers poked their muskets directly into the snow and into the ground where blood flowed.

"Poof" the smell of human blood wafted in.

At this time, it is no longer possible to attack unhurriedly, and it is necessary to change tactics.

Sun Yuan shouted: "Get on the bayonet!" The musket in his hand had already shot out the ammunition, and there was no time to reload, and the bayonet had already been loaded.

"Get on the bayonet!"

"Get on the bayonet!"

With the shouts of the officers, the soldiers drew their bayonets and inserted them into the barrels of their guns.

Sun Yuan strode forward: "The whole army is advancing, follow me, just move forward!" A few feather arrows came and hit Sun Yuan's heart.

Fortunately, he was wearing a sleeveless cotton armor on the outside and a rope armor on the inside, so he was not injured, but he was still shot in unbearable pain.

There was a violent aura surging in his heart, "Kill! The spear in his hand stabbed forward, hitting an enemy in the heart.

The enemy's face was distorted in pain, and he screamed with his mouth wide open.

Sun Yuan kicked the man into the surging crowd, drew back the bayonet, and continued to stab forward.

I don't know how many knives were stabbed, but the bayonet inserted in the barrel began to bend, and human blood flowed down the barrel and onto the butt, and it was slippery.

Bayoneted three people in one breath, and the chest was drained in one breath, the heart was beating wildly, and the chest was tight.

Seeing that the bayonet in his hand was no longer usable, Sun Yuan pulled it out and threw it aside, turned the gun, and smashed the butt of the gun forward, hitting one person in the chest.

The blow was so powerful that the butt of the gun was cut in two, and the man was blown away, spurting black blood from his mouth, and knocking down the two intruding soldiers in one go.

Seeing that Sun Yuan was so fierce, for a while, the thieves who were crowded in front of him retreated together, but the people behind were still rushing forward, and the formation suddenly became a mess.

Taking this opportunity to breathe, Sun Yuan took out the Yanling knife from the waist of the guards around him and swept it: "Kill!" "Cut the throat of an army of thieves who squeezed me.

"Kill!" Seeing that the commander was so brave, the Ningxiang army behind also let out a shout at the same time, and rushed forward desperately. Gritting teeth, blood-red eyes, bayonets stabbed forward without gaps. Just like the drill bit on the lathe in a modern factory, where it passes, the flesh and blood are flying, and it is cut out of a tunnel in an instant.

One by one, the soldiers fell to the ground, and everywhere there were soldiers of thieves who were not yet dead convulsing and screaming on the ground.

Advancing less than thirty meters, the last vestige of courage of the soldiers who broke into the camp had been shattered by the shining bayonets. Almost unanimously, the enemy in front of them turned and fled back at the same time.

Sun Yuan looked intently and saw a ten-person intruder running from that side, with knives in his hands constantly rising and slashing forward, trying to restrain the troops.

This group of people were wearing the standard mandarin duck battle jackets of the border army of the Ming Dynasty, and the hands were all well-forged Yanling knives. If you guessed correctly, these people should be the family members of the boss of the camp, the elite supervising team.

The defeat was like a mountain, and how could a mere ten people stop the defeated soldiers. In just an instant, he was squeezed to the ground and drowned by thousands of feet.

Sun Yuan had goosebumps on his body, and when it came to being tragic, the ancient cold weapon war was not something that later generations could imagine.

Now, there is no need to fight energetically, just follow the enemy's defeated soldiers and calmly drive away, and when you encounter the enemy who has fallen behind, make up for a bayonet, and then follow them, just keep an eye on them until the enemy completely collapses.

One by one, the banners fell to the ground, fell on people's heads, and fell into the fire.

"Ulla, Ulla!" More than a thousand bayonets were still shining, and they were bitten tightly on the buttocks of the rebels like a bulldog that had already developed sex, and they would not let go of their mouths even if they died.

But all the soldiers of the Ningxiang Army knew that there was no suspense in this unprecedented victory, and they didn't know who started it, shouting "Ula", and then more than a thousand people shouted in unison.

Sun Yuan was happy in his heart, and suddenly he no longer had the will to fight.

He was also agitated before, so he couldn't help shouting like this. As a military history enthusiast, Sun Yuan had previously studied the Soviet-German battlefield in World War II. In his opinion, in World War II, the German army was the strongest army of that year, and the Soviet army was just a young child who had just learned about war. However, the Soviet army's courage to fight, courage and sacrifice were the first in the world.

What the army of the Ming Dynasty lacked was the fighting spirit and bloodiness of the Slavic old Maozi.

At the moment when he was just letting out his breath, a long black weapon "whirred" and struck him on the head.

As soon as he heard this fierce rumor, Sun Yuan knew that the strength of the person who came was extremely great, and he took advantage of the weapon, but it was not something he could block.

He jerked his head down, and only to hear a thud, the helmet was knocked out.

There was a "buzz" in his head, as if there were thousands of bees flying, and his eyes were also blackened.

But he still tried his best to sweep the waist knife in his hand forward, and with a "dang" sound, it happened to slash at the man's long weapon, which shocked the tiger's mouth.

With the power of the waist knife to fight back, Sun Yuan jumped to Hou and finally regained his eyesight.

At the top of the eye is a long ash rod with the thickness of a bowl, and a circle of linen cloth is wrapped around the pole to prevent slipping. The end of the stick was covered with a thick iron sheet, and it was decorated with wolf teeth like door nails.

A person who can use such a heavy weapon must be a first-class warrior in the army.

When I looked at it again, it was a handsome young man's face, and the white face became blue because of anger: "Good thief, it turned out to be you!" ”

Beneath him was a sweaty horse.

Two Ning Xiang soldiers pounced, and were swept away by the man's stick, and flew out like paper people.

"Who are you?" This man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.