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He couldn't help but clench the big gun in his hand.

Guo Yuan looked at the war knife in the opponent's hand, and a battle intent that had been silent for a long time rose in his heart, and he said proudly: "Purple Thunder Dragon Knife Nalan asks the sky!" ”

The enemy general also looked at the eagle-beaked silver spear in his hand, and said, "Desert Flying Eagle." ”

Guo Yuan muttered: "The old man has been silent for many years, and I can't imagine that there are still people in the Qing court who remember this name. ”

Nalan Wentian said lightly: "The old general was guarding the northern border of the desert, and a hawk gun in his hand killed the grassland coalition army, and he was the object of admiration of every child of the Eight Banners at that time. Fang Rui is a famous general of the Han Eight Banners, but he can't even take a shot from you, which is reasonable. ”

Guo Yuan said: "His axe technique is very fast and powerful. If it's not for the enemy, at least ten shots from me. ”

Nalan asked the heavens: "Underestimating the enemy is a taboo for soldiers, and Fang Rui's death is not unjust." ”

Guo Yuan said: "If you don't want to follow in the footsteps of your subordinates, I advise you to quickly lead your troops to retreat." ”

Nalan Wentian smiled, and then a trace of undisguised contempt appeared in his eyes, and said: "No matter how high the eagle flies, there will always be a day when it will grow old. Old general, your time has passed. ”

Guo Yuan looked at the rising sunset in the sky, and smiled indifferently: "Really? ”

Nalan Wentian said lightly: "Since this is the case, then I will only ask the old general for a few tricks." ”

The killing intent that came out of the body violently intersected on the flat ground between the two, raising up a cloud of dust and obscuring everyone's vision.

Guo Yuan let out a low roar, picked up the war horse under his crotch and rushed forward, and Nalan Wentian drove the black war horse to meet him.

The two horses staggered, and a crisp sound of metal clashing erupted.

The two riders slowly stopped after fifty paces apart, and turned their horses to look at each other from a distance, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Guo Yuan slammed the eagle gun in his hand and swept up again.

At the moment when the swords intersected, the two turned side by side, galloping and fighting for the swords and guns in each other's hands.

Guo Yuan's eagle spear is sometimes like a white snake spitting letters, sometimes like an eagle striking the sky, not only the marksmanship is fast and accurate, but even the attack angle is also very tricky.

It's a pity that Nalan Wentian is not an ordinary general. His sword was not as fast as the Eagle Spear, but it was unusually heavy. The dark and clumsy heavy knife hovered around his body like a swimming dragon, always turning into an eagle spear that attacked him at a critical moment.

In the dust, the two have staggered back and forth for more than 30 rounds, which can be called chess opponents and good talents.

I was a little nervous at first, but the more I looked at it, the more I was fascinated. The wonderful moves between the two famous generals brought me a strong impact on my soul, especially the subtle changes in the eagle spear, which opened the door to a new martial arts for me.

After another ten times, Nalan Wentian slashed at the top of Guo Yuan's head with a knife, Guo Yuan's body suddenly trembled when he blocked the gun, and then forced Nalan Wentian to draw his knife back to defense, and then dragged the eagle gun back to the main formation.

Nalan asked the sky to chase after him, but Guo Yuan turned around and shot an arrow.

Since Guo Yuan was once famous for his light riding and flying shooting, it is naturally not a problem to wear Yang in a hundred steps. But when the arrow was about to approach the face gate of Nalan Wentian, I saw that the purple thunder dragon knife flicked slightly, and it hadn't touched the arrow cluster at all, but I saw that the entire arrow cluster was like a bullet on a copper wall and flew into the slope.

Guo Yuan's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he accelerated his horse and swept towards the formation, while Nalan Wentian also seemed to be shocked by the opponent's archery skills, and stopped for a while.

The soldiers of the Taiping Army naturally thought that this was a tactic agreed in advance, and they retreated to the Tiger Leaping Ridge behind them as planned.

I felt that something was wrong, but he didn't have time to think about it, because tens of thousands of enemy soldiers had already crossed Nalan Wentian and swooped down on Guo's reinforcements' array.

More than 1,000 people in my Desheng battalion immediately launched a large array of guns and arrows, with three layers in front and back, the first layer of spearmen pressed the formation, and the second and third layers were archers, who were responsible for firing arrow clusters in turn.

Hundreds of arrows were fired at the enemy, pinning hundreds of Qing soldiers to the ground, and slowing down the Qing soldiers who lacked military discipline. However, the number of Qing troops was so large that as soon as the soldiers in front were shot down, they were overwhelmed by the footsteps that rushed up from behind.

Captain Yang Lin shouted, "Stop shooting and turn into a spear formation!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the gunners in the first row abandoned the eight-foot rifle in their hands and raised their two-foot spears from the ground. The archers in the last row immediately put down their bows and arrows, picked up an iron shield almost a man high from the ground, and then came to the first row of spearmen as fast as they could.

The spears stretched out from behind the shields, like sharp thorns, radiating a cold edge in the sun.

This is one of the infantry formations that the Taiping army practices on a daily basis, and they are already very familiar with it, only the real combat experience is missing.

When the enemy's infantry rushed to the front of the formation with all kinds of weapons, the shield wall in the front row resisted them to death, and the shield soldiers drew the Kangxi swords at their waists, and from time to time stabbed the enemies close to the shields through the gap between the two shields, and the spears in the rear took advantage of their own length to cross the shield wall in the front row and constantly poke at the enemy.

I stood behind the shield wall and stabbed my heavy spear in front of me, and all kinds of wails rang in my ears. I don't know how many Qing soldiers I have stabbed, but I saw groups of enemy soldiers fall by the shield wall, and the red blood has spread to my feet through the shield wall.

For the first time, I felt how different a real battlefield fight is from a martial arts fight.

These Qing soldiers may not have experienced a certain formation drill before, so they only rushed forward desperately, causing huge casualties.

However, due to the large number of enemies, a gap was finally torn in the shield wall. A large number of soldiers poured in from the gap, frantically slashing and slashing the spearmen who had lost the protection of their shields.

Since the spear was too long for hand-to-hand combat, my platoon had to abandon the spear and draw the saber at the waist to engage in fierce hand-to-hand combat with the enemy troops rushing up.

The Kangxi slasher is one of the sabers of the Qing army, its handle is nearly one foot long, and it can be held with one hand or with both hands to increase the strength of the knife; The blade is narrow and long, and the steel fire is very good, and the texture is extremely hard, which is not only suitable for chopping, but also can be used to stab, which is a very advanced cold weapon in the world.

I used the Kangxi chopping knife to split a spear that pierced in front of me, and with a step up the knife, I opened a long bloody wound at the throat of the other party.

A Qing soldier raised an eight-foot-long rifle and poked at my face, and when he leaned into the opponent's upper right side of the empty door, the back of the long knife slammed heavily into the front of the third of the gun with the right twist of his wrist. (To be continued.) )