Chapter 119: The Battle of Yongxi

Yongxi is not too big a river. It flows from under Alishan to the Taiwan Strait.

The distance between the two banks is only a few tens of meters, and the river is full of canoes of all sizes.

These canoes are very rough in workmanship, but they are just hollowed out in the middle of a big tree, the large canoes can hold a dozen people, the small canoes can only hold three or two people, in addition, there are large and small bamboo rafts, wooden rafts. It covered almost the entire surface of the river, but after a while, someone stared at the south bank. Before he could shout anything on the south bank, an arrow flew in the distance, nailing the man to the ground.

Qi Jingtong kept his hands, pulled the long bow, and inserted heavy arrows on the ground, discharged in a row, he didn't look at it, an arrow shot out, and then his hand pulled down, and then shot an arrow, the arrows were like beads, almost end to end. It's as if they have eyes.

However, this is not a border army after all, there are a few archers who can be like Qi Jingtong, and there are just a few family members around Qi Jingtong. They all stood beside Qi Jingtong and followed Qi Jingtong to shoot arrows together.

Qi Jingtong fished down with his hand, and suddenly fished it out, only to find that all the heavy arrows inserted in the ground were empty, and then he felt that his arms were extremely sore, and if he shot again, he couldn't raise his hand at all.

Qi Jingtong sighed, pulled out a Yanling knife from his waist, his hand was slightly slanted, and the tip of the long knife pointed at the ground. The sunlight seemed to be flowing water, flowing from Qi Jingtong's knife, like flowing water, Qi Jingtong shouted "Kill." "Take the lead and rush out. The family members of the Qi family hugged Qi Jingtong, left and right around Qi Jingtong, firmly protected Qi Jingtong, and rushed towards the opposite side.

The more than 100 soldiers handed over by Zhu Houhuang to Qi Jingtong didn't know what to do for a while? Because Zhu Houhuang himself attaches the most importance to the queue and despises this practice of leaving the queue and rushing over, all they learn is to fight in formation. But most basically, they did not dare to throw the Lord into the enemy, not knowing who shouted and said, "Kill." ”

Then the men rushed down, followed by the strong men of the villages.

Qi Jingtong only wants to fight in a melee, instead of fighting in a formation like Wu Ming, it is not that Qi Jingtong's experience in the battle formation is not as good as Wu Ming, but on the contrary, Qi Jingtong of course knows that these soldiers around him, except for the hundred old pawns and the family members around him, are simply a rabble, and it is impossible for them to fight in formation. Therefore, at this point, Qi Jingtong had to fight with the other party, but Qi Jingtong was still more at ease with these strong men, although he had not been trained, but these villages had a foothold in Dongyong, and they all had their own reliance, these recruited strong men, what kind of serious battle formation method, although not, but the most basic courage was still there, and Qi Jingtong had already given him all the clothes, a brand-new mandarin duck battle jacket, sharp knives and spears, better than the equipment of the general border army, much more powerful than these natives.

It was not as Qi Jingtong expected.

Qi Jingtong is very close to his family members are all first-class warriors, and they cooperate with each other quite tacitly, more than a dozen people seem to be one, and when they cooperate, they seem to be accurate killing machines. collided with the natives, but after a while, I don't know how many people died in the hands of the Qi family's army, but Qi Jingtong, although the long knife was in his hand, but the long knife was not stained with blood. He sees six ways and listens to all directions. Wherever you see a weak army, you will kill it. The dozen or so of them were like precise scalpels, instantly drawing a long mark among the natives.

Immediately after that, hundreds of people crashed into the natives, and the natives, who still had a little courage for a moment, were instantly suppressed.

What are the weapons of the natives? Wooden guns, long sticks, and bone, iron, and bronze weapons, these weapons were a mess, and they were almost all used. And what is the armor on the body, but it is just wrapped in animal skins, and these animal skins are not well tanned, and there is no protection at all. Only the leather armor on the first few people is like one thing, as if it was made of crocodile skin. As for the rest, it is mostly deerskin. When you encounter a sword, you don't feel the slightest obstacle at all.

At this time, only half of the natives went ashore, and when they saw the situation on the other side, the people who were still crossing the river couldn't help but be anxious. Immediate speed. rushed forward bustlingly, but the guards of King Yong, who Qi Jingtong bravely brought up, rushed forward desperately. The natives didn't have any arrays, nor did they have a special banner, and there was no team behind them at all. It all depends on a few people led by the warriors to boost morale. And these so-called warriors either died under Qi Jingtong's magic arrow at the beginning, or died under the fight of King Yong's personal guards. In this way, these people can't help but retreat back.

The front retreated, the back squeezed, and for a time it was squeezed together on the south bank of Yongxi.

Seeing this situation, Qi Jingtong did not rush forward, but retreated a little back, commanded the army of King Yong, formed a sparse encirclement, and forced these people to retreat back with spears.

All those who ran slower were killed. For a time, all the natives seemed to be frightened antelopes. Crazy retreat. This kind of madness can be contagious, for a while, all the natives jumped into the river like crazy, and it didn't matter if there was a boat or not, anyway, most of these natives could swim, and they jumped into the Yongxi with a puff.

Although Yongxi is not wide, but the current is still very turbulent, many people who are not good at swimming, before they have time to call for help, they are washed downstream, anyway, these people are not drowned, it is considered to have escaped. But many more people are not very lucky on wooden rafts, bamboo rafts, or canoes. From time to time, someone falls from the raft into the water. There is also a canoe that rolls over because of the center of gravity and becomes a driftwood on the Yongxi River.

And that's just the beginning. There are more and more people waiting to get into the water, and there is no room for swimming. They caught on to others, and a little bit of others. It's like grasping a life-saving straw, and the final result is that no one can save anyone's life, and they sink to the bottom of the river together.

Qi Jingtong stood not far from the riverbank, and when he saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief, he rubbed his shoulders and said, "Order, don't kill all these native captives, it's useful to keep them." Then he said to the housekeeper beside him, "Bring me a bow." ”

A big bow was handed over, Qi Jingtong pulled it away, slightly struggling, and shot an arrow out, knocking the natives on a canoe to the ground. The people around Qi Jingtong have learned the same, especially those who have been conscripted, they live in Dongyong, and their archery skills are not wrong, the sparse rain of arrows shoots into the river, and after a while, in the stream of Yongxi, there is a trace of red rendering, which is the color of blood.

Qi Jingtong shot a few arrows, felt that his arms were sore, and knew that if he shot again, he would hurt his muscles and bones, so he stopped, looked at the strong men around him, sighed slightly in his heart, and said secretly: "These people are good seedlings, but they still need to be trained." ”

According to his orders, these people should clean up the battlefield, but only the hundred old soldiers took care of the prisoners to clean the battlefield. These people are shooting arrows here, but although his bow is not good, they are all ordinary hunting bows, and they can't shoot many steps, but they are good in accuracy, and they are all first-class archers with a lot of strong bows and more practice.

Qi Jingtong's thought was just a flash, he focused on the battlefield in front of him, and said, "Ask those captives, who are they?" Why go and do it again? ”

After a while, the news came, it turned out that this group of people was not in the same group as the natives who had just slaughtered the village, and these people simply saw that the previous group of people had made a fortune, so they could be regarded as spending Yongxi to pick up cheap.

Qi Jingtong sneered and said, "Report to the king, and ask for instructions on the next move." ”

Qi Jingtong had actually guessed what King Yong would do in his heart, but looking at his red face because of the big victory, he felt that it was better to use King Yong to suppress them.