A battle-hardened warrior had long since set his sights on the little greenskin on the other side, and as far as he could see, the firearm in the boy's hand flashed at least three or four times, and each time the fire flashed, a good brother would be planted in front of him or beside him. He didn't know when it would be his turn, and he didn't dare to think about what would happen after being knocked down, he only prayed with his head down along the way, praying that Immortal Heaven would allow him to rush in front of the other party before being knocked down by the other party!

Immortal Heaven seemed to have really blessed him, after firing an arrow that forced the short greenskinned soldier to bend down and dodge, thus losing one last chance to shoot at him. When the other party raised the firearm in his hand again, he had already rushed in front of the other party. From the other party's dark face, he finally saw the look of horror that he had not seen for a long time, he laughed and crossed the blade of the sword, and leaped towards the target - then he didn't even need to swing the knife to cut, as long as the blade was placed in the right position, the galloping horse would naturally easily bring the opponent's head down, this kind of work he had done many times in the past when chasing and killing the defeated Ming army, and he was very skilled.

He even noticed that the kid was originally standing in a small dirt pit, which was good, and even the strength to bury the corpse could be saved, of course, a big golden warrior like him didn't actually have to do that kind of physical work, just cheap those clothed minions.

As he was smug, the warrior suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the little man on the other side reacted differently than anyone he had ever met before—those who had been hunted down in the past had either run for their lives and then he had caught up with ease. Either you muster up the courage to rush up to meet the battle, and then be knocked over by him, you can deal with it anyway. However, the green-skinned sergeant made only one movement when facing his fast broadsword - he buried his head down. Curl up your whole body and shrink into the pit like a groundhog!

The Houjin army had long found that the greenskins on the opposite side were generally short, so they were very confident in hand-to-hand combat after approaching. They firmly believe that as long as they can be close to each other. A big golden warrior can take on at least two or three green-skinned monkeys. However, the opponent's short stature became an advantage at this moment - when he was concentrating on hiding in the pit, the Houjin warrior found that his knife could not reach the opponent unless he bent down, but that would not only be a very awkward posture, but also unable to use strength.

The Houjin warrior hesitated for a moment, considering that he should ride his horse to trample on his opponent. Or simply jump off the horse and go to the other side on foot - but neither is a good idea. Horses are very intelligent animals, and even if they are ordered by their owners, they may not risk breaking their legs to step into the pit. And if they dismounted, the cavalry would lose their greatest advantage.

Moreover, although the opponent has shrunk, it is not in a state of slaughter - the only position that he can attack the opponent at the moment is the head and face, but those greenskin soldiers are not wearing armor all over their bodies, but each of them wears a metal helmet on their heads, and it is not easy to inflict fatal damage on them from the head. The other half of the metal that emerged from the pit was a bright bayonet, which was attached to the fire pipe. Maybe not as good as a real spear, but it can still be used to stab people!

- Even a hedgehog with only one thorn is not easy to mess with!

After only a moment of hesitation, the warrior no longer had to worry about how to choose—with several gunshots, he and his men and horses were hit by at least three or four bullets at the same time in an instant, and he fell down in severe pain. The post-golden brave man finally figured out a crucial problem: the formation of these green skins did not matter if they were scattered, because the other party was originally very scattered. And even if he rushed into the opponent's formation, he would have to face more than just the green skin in front of him, he was still under the threat of dozens of firecrackers around him at all times! That's why the little man didn't hurry up and shrank into the pit, because he just had to keep himself from killing him, and there would be other greenskins to clean himself up!

Before finally losing consciousness, there was only one question left in the mind of this still nimble post-Jin Jun: How did these green soldiers train? Why do they have the ability to cope with almost all situations? No matter what happens, they always seem to find the best way to cope?

-- This is actually the effect of the drill code. Joan's naval training pays great attention to the drill code, and they believe that the purpose of the drill code is to "act according to the code when you don't know what to do." Even doing something wrong is better than not doing anything." Therefore, the military group has carefully simulated various unexpected situations in peacetime, including the situation of "being rushed into the formation by enemy cavalry" at this time.

After repeated comparisons and experiments, the final response plan finally determined by the military team was a bit contrary to common sense - when the enemy cavalry rushed into their own formation, the best response plan they set was not to jump up and fight with the enemy. Instead, hide in the tunnel and try not to engage in hand-to-hand combat, and then let nearby partners take advantage of their muskets to destroy the enemy.

The specific operation is not complicated, and the basic requirement of all the codes is simple and easy, which boils down to one sentence:

"Squat! Get down! Down with all who are still standing! ”

A company commander's shout reminded everyone who hadn't remembered the drill yet, including Xiao Lang - he thought the guy had betrayed him when he was thrown to the ground by the guards, but he immediately understood. So in just a moment, the position of the Qiong navy, which was still fighting bravely just now, was reduced by a while. There were jumping pits with pits next to them, drilling holes with holes, and there was nothing straight to the ground - but their rifles were still raised high, aiming at a figure that was still standing upright, and fired!

This change made the Houjin cavalry, who had just been rejoicing at the rush into the enemy's position, a little bewildered, and they did, they were tall, they were majestic, they were unstoppable—and no one wanted to stop them, except for bullets.

These cavalrymen, whether on horseback or jumping off their horses, were the most striking targets.

In a series of gunfires like violent beans, this group of more than a dozen Houjin cavalry who rushed into the defensive position of the Qiong Navy did not get a better end than their previous accomplices, and finally fell under the guns one after another. Only one man jumped off his horse nimbly and cut down a nearby infantryman before he could be shot, and then he was shot and killed, and three or four other infantrymen were kicked or trampled on by the horses, but that was all.

And at this time, Xiao Lang finally remembered what he should do according to the drill - for him, who had never experienced such a fierce battle, the countermeasures that the members of the military team had conceived behind closed doors on Hainan Island were also a plan.

"Grenade! Throw grenades! Throw it all away! ”

Xiao Lang yelled, and at the same time as he gave the order, he himself was already in action, took the grenade from his bag, pulled the lead, and sprinted two steps to throw the grenade with maximum strength. He didn't deliberately aim at any target, those cavalry ran very fast, and if they wanted to see it, they couldn't blow anyone up if they threw grenades, so they didn't have time to stop the enemy from charging before. But now Xiao Lang doesn't care if he can blow up people, he just wants to stop the other party's offensive.

The soldiers under his command responded to his order, and more grenades were thrown at a position of twenty or thirty meters in front of the formation at about the same time, and a blockade line of fire was immediately exploded in front of the formation. And according to Xiao Lang's instructions, they used continuous grenades to turn this front area into a Shura field covered with shrapnel and explosions, and at the same time forcibly interrupted the opponent's offensive.

The Houjin cavalry, who did not believe in evil and dared to rush in, was blown up by the men and horses, and the smoke, fire, and violent explosions frightened more knights - even if they themselves were still fearless, the horses that stepped down were not immune to fright, and some of the horses turned around and ran to the sides or even the rear, and the horsemen, although they shouted angrily, did not really want to make the effort to turn their horses' heads, and were led away from the battlefield with half a push.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xiao Lang reorganized his somewhat chaotic troops and prepared for battle again. This time, he was at the forefront of the formation. Maybe a few more shots will be fired next, maybe a bayonet, but Xiao Lang doesn't care - want Lao Tzu's head? You'll have to pay 10 times or 20 times your lives!

At the critical moment, he suddenly heard bursts of gunfire coming from the small hill behind him - those who could shoot here must be his own people, so Xiao Lang didn't worry about being copied back. When he looked back, it was Chen Jun who rushed over with a platoon of about thirty people who had originally arranged to stay in Nancheng. And this is also the last force that has not yet been put into the battlefield among the more than 600 people of the Qiong Navy who have landed this time.

"Why are you here? Nancheng is not guarded? ”

"Still guarding Mao, I brought all the remaining ammunition here, what is the food, just throw it away."

Chen Jun was very clear at this time, and Xiao Lang thought about it, winning this game is more important than anything else. Food and the like could be transported from the rear anyway, so he hurriedly asked the people brought by Chen Jun to replenish ammunition for everyone, especially explosives. At the same time, he also took a look at the opposite side of the shì - there were only a few dozen cavalry left, they had been charging desperately regardless of life and death, but after the way forward was completely blocked by grenades, those people could only stop first, even if they didn't want to die-all those who dared to rush in were already lying down, and it was not courage to rush in, it was purely a problem with their brains.

At this time, although the explosion stopped, no matter how brainless those people were, it was impossible for them to rush forward regardless of it. And looking at the posture, few of them dared to continue the attack, although at this time they were only about 100 meters away from this side, and the speed of the horse was instantaneous, but most of those people were quietly turning the horse's head. L