Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 998 Closing
bang bang bang bang bang——

Facing the Manchurian iron cavalry rushing head-on with the determination to die, the chasseurs who rushed ahead had no intention of holding back their hands. They pointed two pistols at the enemy dozens of meters away and repeatedly pulled the trigger. The gunshots were as dense as popping beans .This distance is too far for a pistol, let alone a high-speed sprint head-on, even if the opponent stands there and asks you to shoot with a pistol, it will be difficult for you to hit it.But it doesn't matter, the principle is the same as queuing up to shoot, if the accuracy is insufficient, the quantity is supplemented, more than 2000 pistols fire in turn, each pistol is loaded with five rounds, and more than 2 rounds of bullets are poured out within ten seconds. What kind of firepower density is it?There is no need to aim, the gun is pointed at Zhang San and hits Li Si, which is also a profit!
The chests, abdomens, and shoulders of the cavalrymen of the Qing army, and the necks and heads of their horses burst out with blood mist one after another. Those who were shot fell down screaming as if struck by lightning. The casualties are undoubtedly huge. The most aggrieved thing is that you can't fight back after being beaten. The effective killing distance of pistols is far stronger than that of bows and arrows!

But the Qing army was not passively beaten. They quickly drew their strong bows and shot heavy arrows.Chasseurs pursue lightness, agility, and strength, and their armor is much thinner than that of Lancers. Some simply use three-finger-wide ceramics instead of steel armor blades in order to be lighter.There is no doubt that this kind of armor cannot stop heavy arrows. A hail of arrows came and they suffered many casualties.But the archers of the Qing army who opened their bows also fell down after being shot. Few people could shoot three arrows in a row—the firepower on the other side was too fierce!
The distance between the two sides is only 30 meters.

With red eyes, the cavalry of the Qing army took out a thick, long, triangular heavy arrow from the quiver and put it on. This is a triangular armor-piercing arrow made of pure steel. It is not far away, 30 meters is the best range.But its armor-piercing ability is amazing. It may not be able to do anything with the 500 mm thick breastplate and thicker steel helmet on the Lancer, but it is more than enough to tear the body of the Chasseur.However, before they could draw their bows, the Chasseurs gave a whistle, and the two sides separated as hell, and ran wildly towards the two wings!It was different from charging on the wall. This time they charged in a more open formation and turned easily. The effect was the same as the legendary drop of water being thrown into the sea. Out of the black reef—more than [-] horses were lined up in three rows, and a knight riding on a tall horse was clamped under his ribs, and they slammed into it like a fast-moving iron wall!
Lancer!
The damned Lancers were uncharacteristically charging after the Chasseurs. This was not their usual tactic!

The cavalrymen of the Qing army who were aiming with their bows widened their eyes in amazement. Some people threw away their bows and arrows and picked up their spears desperately. More people shot out the heavy arrows that were already on the string with a look of despair. !

Then, the speeding iron wall slammed into it, and these cavalrymen who were about to shoot an arrow at their opponents when they were about to die were knocked into the sky, and a large amount of blood gushed out from their broken bodies, turning into a rain of blood.The nightmarish scene reappeared again. The Lancers carried thunderous kinetic energy and cut into the middle of the Qing cavalry. There was no need to deliberately attack anyone. The four-and-a-half-meter-long cavalry just pointed straight ahead, and the enemy slammed straight into it. Come up, and then be picked to fly.The extremely sharp spear pierces the armor easily, tears the flesh, and releases a large amount of dirty blood. The archers who were too late to pick up the long soldiers were wiped out in the first place, and the Qing cavalry who hurriedly picked up the long soldiers were wiped out. It wasn't much better, too hastily, most of the spears they stabbed were off-point, and their length was not as good as that of their opponents, often before they were handed to the Lancers, the Lancers' horses pierced their chests.This is the most gorgeous and brutal impact. The black lancers are like hell ghosts. Wherever they go, there is a muffled sound of flesh and blood being torn apart. The frantic howls resounded throughout the battlefield, making people feel creepy!

Wu Xiang was dumbfounded.

Zu Dashou was stunned.

Wu Sangui was dumbfounded.

All the officers and soldiers of the Qing Army and Guan Ning Army were stunned!

Huang Taiji was lucky. He was squeezed into the last row by his soldiers. When the Lancers of the Heluo New Army plowed up his last bones and blood and appeared in front of him like plowing the fields, he was shocked. The kinetic energy has been greatly consumed, and many gaps have appeared in the formation during the violent collision—such a tragic collision, it is impossible to maintain the front line until the end, and it is reasonable to be broken away.This hero was unexpectedly calm. He turned a blind eye to the screams and blood splatters around him, and turned a deaf ear. He just stared at the white figure. When this figure appeared in front of him, he finally let out a roar: "Yang Menglong——" tried his best to stab the white camel that Yang Menglong was riding.Time seems to have gone back a few years ago, when the Qing army encountered the Heluo New Army for the first time, and was also rushed to a mess by the Heluo New Army's lancers. The difference was that at that time, Yang Menglong was chasing him closely, taking photos. He watched his steed forcefully thrust out a shot that nearly killed him and kept him fighting in his dreams for years to come.Now the grievance between him and Yang Menglong should be settled, and the way to end this grievance is to stab Yang Menglong's mount with a spear!
The idiot howled in horror, but Yang Menglong was very calm. He was no longer the rookie who was forced to scramble by four Qing soldiers when he first came to this world, and almost lost his life. From the Yiluo River Valley to Liaodong, from Shandong to Taiwan, he has experienced hundreds of battles and has accumulated a wealth of experience. If this can make Huang Taiji overthrow him, he will return to modern times as soon as possible to let his master mess around. Kill it!I saw his horse's lance slapped down, and within a short period of time, he pushed the deadly lance away from the idiot's vitals, and at the same time, a spin thrust stabbed towards Huang Taiji's war horse!

Blood splattered and the two commanders fell from their horses almost at the same time.As if by fate, Yang Menglong's horse stabbed the vital part of Huang Taiji's horse at once. The impact was so fierce that it almost penetrated the chest and neck of the horse, and Huang Taiji's horse's sharp edge also passed through his thigh. It passed by and opened a deep and long gash.He stabbed Huang Taiji's war horse at a relative speed of about [-] kilometers per hour. The impact was obvious. The pole instantly stretched into a bow shape. If he hadn't let go quickly, his arm might have been dislocated. .But even so, he was still shaken by this huge force and fell off the idiot's back.Huang Taiji's horse suffered fatal injuries and fell suddenly, throwing Huang Taiji away.The two people rolled on the ground several times, then quickly jumped up and stared at each other.

Dozens of Lancers surrounded him, pointing their spears at Huang Taiji, as long as Yang Menglong gave an order, they would immediately turn him into a hornet's nest.The cavalry of the Qing army let out a horrified roar, and rushed towards this side recklessly, and were immediately surrounded by the chasse cavalry, even though they rushed left and right, they couldn't get any closer.

Yang Menglong looked at Huang Taiji covered in blood and mud, and said in a deep voice: "You have already lost, surrender!"

Huang Taiji sneered: "Surrender? Then, like Jieli Khan, your emperor will pull you out every festival to sing and dance for your rulers and ministers, and finally vomit blood and die?"

Yang Menglong said: "This is the best ending."

Not long after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, the Eastern Turks dispatched 10,000+ cavalry to attack Chang'an with lightning speed, trying to kill the Tang Dynasty in its cradle.However, the Tang army was not on a full-fledged journey. After several fierce battles, the Eastern Turks realized that it was impossible to destroy the Tang Dynasty in one fell swoop. In the end, they fought with Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty at Baimaqiao and made peace. , the Turks failed to invade Chang'an, and the Tang army failed to defeat the prairie wolf.The Tang Dynasty held grudges very much. Four years later, the Turks encountered a blizzard that occurred once in a hundred years, and as many as nine out of ten livestock died from freezing, and the grasslands were full of mourners.At this critical juncture, Datang suddenly dispatched an army of 10,000+, and launched a devastating offensive against the Turks on a front that stretched for hundreds of miles.Of course, Tang Jun did not hurt him, but treated him politely and brought him back to Chang'an as a trophy to Emperor Taizong.Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty was very satisfied with this gift, and he treated Jieli Khan with courtesy, and invited him to perform a cheerful prairie dance for the emperors and ministers of the Tang Dynasty and the state guests from foreign countries every time there was a big banquet for officials and state guests. , or come to the most dazzling ethnic style in the grassland... It's a pity that Jieli Khan couldn't figure it out. He lived in Chang'an for several years, and he kept his breath in his heart. In the end, he suffocated himself to death, which really made Tang Taizong very regretful. .But there is no need to regret that the powerful Tang army has been fighting for more than 150 years, attacking foreign countries, or quelling rebellions. Chance.The fate of the captives brought to Chang'an is nothing more than two. One is to sing the most dazzling national style to the Emperor of Tang Dynasty like Jieli Khan, and the other is to hang their heads on the wall of Chang'an City and sing the most dazzling national style. Whether the wind or hangs on Chang'an City depends entirely on the mood of the Tang Emperor, and they have no choice.Huang Taiji is familiar with history books, and he is very familiar with this set. Of course, he will not be fooled.After all, he is also the king of a country, so what is it to be taken into the palace of the Ming Dynasty and treated like a monkey by others?Even if you die, you have to die with dignity!
Huang Taiji slowly took off his helmet and armor, stared at Yang Menglong and nodded slightly, and said: "You are very good, you are really good, it is not wrong to lose to you."

Yang Menglong said: "You are very good at being able to combine a group of bandits who only know how to burn, kill and loot into a real empire. Unfortunately, you have found the wrong opponent."

Huang Taiji smiled: "It is impossible for a person to always meet some vulnerable opponents in his life. When he meets an opponent who is comparable to himself, he exhausts all his wisdom to find his weakness, and tries his best to attack him and defeat him. It would be a great blessing to be defeated by him." He slowly drew out his long sword and pointed at Yang Menglong: "Young man, I will fulfill your dream of becoming a hero through the ages, and please fulfill my dream... Draw out the sword and fight with me Make the last battle!"

Yang Menglong stared at him: "Really don't think about it anymore?"

Huang Taiji shook his head: "You and I can only have one alive... Let me be yours!"

Yang Menglong sighed, took off his helmet and armor as well.Xue Siming, Zhong Ning, Cao Jun, Wang Rui, Wang Tiehammer and others had already dealt with their opponents, surrounded them, and shouted nervously: "Master Hou, leave it to us!" They saw that Yang Menglong's thigh was bleeding all the time , I am afraid that the activities will be inconvenient, and I am a little worried.

Yang Menglong shook his head and said, "He's right, he and I can only have one alive, and I don't want anyone else to interfere... You back off!"

All the soldiers looked at each other in astonishment, and all turned their eyes to Xue Siming.Xue Siming had no choice but to smile bitterly. He knew Yang Menglong too well. This guy has a strong knight complex, respects every opponent, and likes to defeat opponents uprightly, and completely.Huang Taiji challenged him, and it was impossible for him to avoid the battle.So he could only nod his head: "Everyone back off!"

The officers and soldiers of the Heluo New Army retreated one after another, forming a circle from a distance to surround the two men.At this time, Yang Menglong had already thrown away his greaves and pulled out the horizontal sword with ease.

There was no starting gun, and there was no need for it. The two rushed towards each other at the same time, and the two saber lights were like lightning, twisted together, bursting out with brilliance.There is no roar, no roar, only the frightening light sound of the sharp blade cutting through the blood and the sound of blood splashing. Huang Taiji has fought with Nurhachi since he was a child, and laid this foundation on horseback. His martial arts are naturally extraordinary; Yang Menglong practiced martial arts since he was a child, and in this era, he has experienced countless bloody battles on the front line of life and death. He has already experienced hundreds of battles. The two are fighting with swords like wild beasts, and they are also frightened!
puff!
With a muffled sound, blood lines shot out straight along the blood groove on the blade, and everything was over.Yang Menglong had several stab wounds on his body, his body was covered in blood, and his horizontal knife pierced deeply into Huang Taiji's chest, and a section of the knife protruded from his back. He won the birth and death fight.

The long knife hung down weakly.Huang Taiji looked down at the horizontal knife piercing his chest, and smiled hoarsely: "Yang Menglong...good boy, you are really capable..."

Yang Menglong panted, "You're not bad either. If you were 15 years younger, I wouldn't be able to beat you."

Huang Taiji laughed again, blood choked out from his throat.He stood on the ground with a long knife, barely stood up straight, looked at Yang Menglong with a strangely calm expression: "You know what? I... I had a dream. I dreamed that my Eight Banners elite broke through Beijing, Jinan, Nanjing... seized every inch of the land of the Ming Dynasty, and continued to expand, laying down a territory comparable to that of the Tang Dynasty and the Yuan Dynasty, creating a prosperous dynasty... a dream that makes people excited, in this dream... Without you...without your dreadful... new army..."

Yang Menglong was silent, and said after a long time: "You almost did it."

Huang Taiji smiled wryly: "Almost... almost..." The voice gradually weakened, and it was no longer heard again.

The evening wind blew and took away countless heroic spirits, including the king who almost created a new dynasty.His era ended sadly just as it began.

(End of this chapter)