Chapter Fifty-Six: Chongming's Resistance to the Japanese (Part II)

The drums of war were beating, and in the open space of dozens of zhang square by the beach, the scene of the officers and soldiers of the guard post assembling was very chaotic, and there were many weapons of the Ming Dynasty, swords, guns, and arrows, and so on, and the sea ships of the Japanese came very quickly, less than a mile from the shore, and the officers and men of the guard post on the shore were still in a hurry to form a team, and only heard a noisy scolding, roaring and crying, and the weapons were hurriedly bumping into each other, and it became a pot of porridge.

The other three thousand households of Shaoxingwei officers and soldiers were stationed at the north and south ends of Chongming Island, and it was estimated that they would not be able to rush for reinforcements for a while, and the commander Zhang Kui also led the officials to the southern end, leaving only Lu Zhilong's 1,000 households and Qin Kan's 100 households supervising team.

Lu Zhilong was draped all over, holding a ring-type machete weighing more than 20 catties, scolding and scolding through the team, kicking his subordinate officers and soldiers a few times from time to time.

Qin Kan ordered Ding Shun and Li Er to tie a red scarf on their left arm, and hold a knife to line up the two sides of the formation of officers and soldiers.

In the chaos and noise, an invisible murderous aura condensed in everyone's hearts, pressing heavily on their chests, and the salty air seemed to be wafting with a few traces of rotten blood, making people feel the urge to vomit for no reason.

This is war, and it is like a beast that destroys all living beings and hopes, and humanity can only tremble before it.

When the more than 10 ships of the Japanese were only 20 feet from the shore, at last, some of the officers and men of the guard could not stand the pressure of this great terror, and suddenly threw away the weapons in their hands, and ran out of the team like crazy, crying as they ran. The originally barely formed team suddenly panicked and confused.

Qin Kan gritted his teeth and shouted: "Cut!" ”

Ding Shun didn't say a word, his hand raised the knife and fell, and the escaped sergeant screamed miserably, and was slashed to death by Ding Shun, and his body was still twitching on the beach.

Lu Qianhu of the whole team turned his head to look at Qin Kan, and the complicated gaze of regret and gratitude made Qin Kan's heart tremble, and he turned his head to look away, but his teeth bit his lower lip.

This is a war, everyone has to die when the army is in chaos, and the killer is to save the lives of more of his own people!

Qin Kan kept convincing himself in his heart that this was the first time he had seen a murder with his own eyes, and it was also an order given by himself.

There was a breath of adverse breath in his chest, and he wanted to vomit, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Cowardly escapee, slash!" Qin Kan seemed to be emboldened, and shouted again.

"Slash!" The Jinyi Guard Warlord roared in unison.

This roar finally suppressed the chaotic commotion of the formation, and the ranks of officers and soldiers gradually quieted down.

Lu Zhilong also roared: "The bow and arrow come forward, and the spearman presses back!" Everyone acts according to orders, and those who violate military orders will be killed! ”

More than 100 archers divided into two rows and pulled their bows, one on one knee and one upright, drew out the tail arrows in their quivers and placed them on the bowstrings.

Hundreds of other sergeants, armed with spears and knives, stood behind the archers.

Qin Kan's warlords pressed on both sides of the battle array, and the geese were scattered and standing.

More than 1,000 people quietly watched as the Japanese ship approached slowly, approaching ......

Finally, when the sea ship was only a few feet away from the shore, the speed of the ship gradually slowed down, and more than a dozen sea ships plopped down and jumped down more than 100 Japanese pirates, their clothes were very messy, some were literati long shirts, some were samurai short shirts, some were in kimonos, and even some were naked, with only a traditional Japanese crotch cloth around their crotch.

Their weapons were also varied, swords, guns, swords, sticks, and even harpoons, led by a dozen people with combed hair, black paint on their scalps, and their images were indescribably strange and ugly, and they swam in knee-high water, and their faces were hideous towards the shore, and their mouths let out strange screams. …,

Qin Kan's heart has already risen to his throat, this battle is a matter of life and death, and it is related to the life and death of more than 4,000 Ming officers and soldiers, including himself.

More than 300 Japanese soldiers came down from more than a dozen ships one after another, and a dozen or so people led by them were less than ten feet from the shore, and they were already within the range of bows and arrows.

Lu Zhilong squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, raised the machete in his hand high, and ordered loudly: "Release the arrow!" ”

Whoosh!

The arrows shot out all over the sky, and more than a dozen of the would-be robbers who were swimming in the sea immediately fell, but they were still swimming forward unrelentingly, and their eyes were full of fierce light.

"Shoot the arrows again!" Lu Zhilong ordered loudly.

Whoosh!

As the Japanese approached step by step, there was a small commotion in the ranks of the officers and soldiers of the guard, and several sergeants threw down their weapons and ran out of the team desperately.

When all the pirates forced their way ashore in a non-stop rain of arrows, Lu Zhilong ordered the bows and arrows to retreat, and the spearmen to march forward.

The two sides began to charge several feet apart, and the two sides got closer and closer, and finally collided head-on together.

Qin Kan struggled to support his trembling body, leading the Jinyi Guard to follow the team step by step.

Rumble!

With a loud crash on the shore, the two sides fought each other in close combat, and their swords and spears stabbed mercilessly, and both sides slaughtered each other's lives with all their might.

The shadow of the sword and the screams of despair before death are intertwined into a hellish song of death.

The smell of rotting and rust-like blood soon filled the air, the red blood and the white bones of Sensen, as well as the soldiers who fell to the ground and wailed with their stumps, the scenes were so cruel that they made people crazy, which fiercely stimulated Qin Kan's heart.

After less than an hour of fighting, the Japanese invaders could not resist it, and hundreds of people began to retreat in panic, jumping into the sea and fleeing towards the boats.

Qin Kan felt his heart pound violently.

It's about to win! It's just a little bit there!

A bald man wearing a Japanese samurai uniform took the first step, and suddenly let out a terrible howl like a ghost, and then slashed at the back of a guard sergeant, and then threw the wabe like a madman, hugged the sergeant's shoulders with both hands, and bit down on his neck with a mouth, and in the sergeant's scream, the wako took a big bite of the belt meat, chewed a few times in his mouth, and swallowed it alive, and then grinned blood-red mouth, The officers and soldiers shouted loudly.

This move stunned all the officers and soldiers, and an inexplicable fear struck everyone's hearts deeply, and the high morale of everyone in front of them instantly dropped to the freezing point.

Qin Kan's heart sank suddenly, he knew that something was wrong, and he was just about to ask Ding Shun and Li Er to tightly suppress the formation, but before he could speak, he heard someone among the sergeants suddenly shout in extreme fear: "We can't fight, he's not a human, he's a ghost!" It's a ghost! ”

One, two, three......

The officers and soldiers who were only one line away from winning threw down their weapons at this moment, turned around and ran, no matter how the Jinyi guards on both sides of the battle were slashed and deterred, they could not withstand the fleeing officers and soldiers who were defeated like a tide.

Defeat is like a landslide!

Lu Zhilong was furious and personally smashed several fleeing sergeants, but he was still staggered by the impact of the soldiers who kept rushing to the rear.

"Brothers, don't run! Don't run! There are only 12 of them, only 12 of them! Lu Zhilong's eyes were bloodshot, and his roar was full of pathos.

Qin Kan was also shocked by the defeated officers and soldiers and kept retreating, and kept shouting for the military law to deal with the escapees, but it had no effect at all.

In the chaotic army, the twelve Japanese robbers saw that they had frightened away thousands of officers and soldiers, and they couldn't help but laugh proudly, and a scene that made the people sad appeared, on the empty beach, the twelve Japanese robbers arrogantly raised their swords, chasing and killing thousands of Ming officers and soldiers who had no fighting spirit and no morale.

Lu Zhilong didn't retreat, he can't retreat! Going back is also a dead end.

Facing the Japanese knives of the Japanese robbers, Lu Zhilong stood up, and the ring machete struggled to cut out, and the Japanese coke led by him flashed quickly, and the knife missed, and the Japanese coke next to him stabbed out, instantly stabbing Lu Zhilong to the heart.

Lu Zhilong seemed to lose all his strength in an instant, threw down his knife, knelt down in the direction of the officers and soldiers fleeing, and still shouted weakly in his mouth: "...... Come back, come back! They...... Only, only 12 people...... Twelve people! ”

After a few convulsions, Lu Zhilong fell to the ground in a dejected manner, dying of exhaustion, without blinking his eyes until death, his eyes staring ahead, full of pathos and desolation, until he died, he did not solve the doubts in his heart.

Thousands of officers and soldiers were frightened by the twelve enemies and fled, what is this for?