Nanming Engineer

Chapter 143 Fighting
At a distance of nearly two hundred steps, Tan Wen and Wang Huan looked at each other from a distance, separated by many heads. Their eyes were bloodshot and red like wild animals. They both knew that the cruelest moment was about to begin. .

In the era of cold weapons, wars are unimaginably bloody. Everyone on the battlefield is desperately brandishing their weapons in order to survive. Killing the opponent alone will increase their hope of survival. This kind of face-to-face cold-bloodedness is even more palpitating. .

Tan Zhi had already fallen into a state of madness, shaking the flesh on his face obliviously, approaching, approaching, the horse galloped with all its strength, and crossed a hundred steps of ground in just one breath, the wooden shield of the stone pillar soldiers was close at hand In front of my eyes.

In thirty steps, the blade of the ax can hit the wooden shield. Tan Zhi's big ax weighs thirty catties. head.

It's a pity that his personal soldiers can't shoot arrows on the horse like the Mongols and Jianzhou Tartars. Otherwise, they can kill a group of stone pillar soldiers with arrows while they are close, and it will be easier to break the formation.

Without the fear of death coming at any time, Tan Zhi's red eyes only saw the wooden shield in front of him and the faint human head behind the wooden shield. He accurately estimated the gap between the bamboo spears that were more than two feet long extending out of the wooden shield. With his skill, With his horse control skills, he was confident that he could avoid bamboo spears and spears and directly hit the wooden shield. Although the wooden shield was thick, it would fall apart like paper under the impact of the high-speed horse.Then, with momentum, he broke through the six layers of human walls like chopping waves.

Behind the wooden shield, Minzhuang holding the shield had no time to look out to see how far the cavalry was. They lowered their heads and pressed their shoulders tightly against the shield, turning their own flesh and blood into part of the shield. The wooden teeth under the shield Already nailed deeply into the soil, his legs were firmly planted on the ground in a lunge, ready to accept the impact that might kill him.

Minzhuang with bamboo spears was the most nervous. They could feel the tremor of the ground and the force of the horse's hooves on the ground. Their faces were so tense that they could squeeze out water, and their faces were almost bloodless. Their legs were trembling, but no one was there. Dare to escape, Mr. Wang is usually kind and amiable, but when he is in war, his image of Hades is terrifying.

There are many bamboo spears, and the shield wall is strong.

The horses are majestic and unstoppable.

The collision between the needle and the wheat is about to happen.

At this moment, a sharp suona sound sounded, and the trumpeter standing next to Wang Huan finally blew the suona.

Tan Zhi froze for a moment, what happened?What are the stone pillar soldiers blowing their trumpets for?
Before he could recover his senses, dozens of small things flew out from behind the wooden shield. They were about a foot long and looked neither metal nor iron. Ten paces away.

It seems to be a bamboo tube, this is the last thought that flashed in Tan Zhi's mind.

The next second, there was a loud noise like a landslide. An explosion like tens of thousands of kilograms of black gunpowder buried underground occurred at the place where the bamboo tube fell. The soil flew up, nails and gravel were shot indiscriminately, and the charging cavalry team happened to enter this area quickly. The area was instantly enveloped in black smoke and blasted earth, and huge shock waves tore apart the bodies of people and horses.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, severed limbs filled the sky, and blood fell like rain. Tan Zhi's ax was blown into two pieces, and the man was also cut into two pieces. His upper body with his head was thrown into the sky by the explosion, and landed heavily on the shield wall. A little ahead, his eyes were wide open, but they had lost the luster of life. Even until his death, he did not understand how he lost his life.

Half of the 300-man charge team was killed in an instant. None of the heavy-armored men who charged at the front survived. They were all turned into broken corpses scattered on the ground more than a hundred steps wide in front of the wooden shield. The double-layered armor could not protect them. The thoroughness of the cavalry.

"It's an enemy of ten thousand people! General, the barbarians use an enemy of ten thousand people!" Some soldiers screamed, and there were also veterans in Tan Wen's army, who recognized the real thing.

The subsequent cavalry was suddenly stopped by the violent explosion, and their speed dropped suddenly. This was not intentional, but the horses were frightened and ran wildly, and the knights couldn't control it.

"Fart! Is there such a small enemy of ten thousand people? The witchcraft used by barbarians, big brother, must be witchcraft!" Tan Hong's helmet was hit by a piece of flying debris, and a hole was sunken. If it weren't for the quality of the iron helmet If it was too hard, his head was broken. The Dusi was frightened, and he tilted his helmet and screamed at Tan Wen.

"An enemy of ten thousand people? Witchcraft?" Tan Wen was also shocked, fearful and anxious. The dead bodies in front of him made his brain temporarily lose the ability to think. What did the stone pillar soldiers throw out?How can there be such a great power?My mind went blank and I couldn't understand.

After a moment of hesitation, Tan Wen's face twisted again. The death of half of the people stimulated his bloodiness. He raised his long knife and shouted angrily: "The barbarian buried gunpowder in front and just detonated it. There is no way they still have it. I'll rush over! Kill him!"

Stepping on the bloody water, Tan Wen led his horse to speed up and charged again. His roar could explain the explosion just now. The ambushed gunpowder exploded once and there would be no second explosion. Tan Wen's reaction was very fast.

But the distance was too short now, less than twenty steps, and it was not enough for the cavalry to reach the top speed. But Tan Wen could not turn around and go back to run, and he had to fire the arrow on the string.

Let's just charge like this, the stone pillar soldiers are only relying on gunpowder. In terms of fighting desperately, it is impossible to block the personal guard cavalry of the dignified general with their rogue-like equipment.

Tan Wen galloped his horse for a few steps, and loyal guards surrounded him from both wings, wrapping him in the middle, and the remaining 100 riders formed a loose horizontal line in a short distance, passing through the undissipated Gunpowder, swooping away.

Zu Bian held a super-long hook and sickle gun, and plunged the ring at the end of the gun into the soil on the ground. He squatted halfway, holding his breath, and his arms muscled violently. He raised the tip of the gun and placed it on the wooden shield. On the upper edge, the sharp gun blade was facing a cavalry who flashed out of the smoke.

"Pfft!" The galloping horse bumped into the tip of the gun.

The blade of the gun pierced into the body of the war horse, spurting out a stream of hot blood, and the powerful impact pushed the body of the ash rod into a crescent moon. It won't break.

Zu Bian's face turned red from suppressing it, and his legs were almost off the ground, but he still held the spear firmly with both hands. He looked like a pole vaulter, using all his strength to withstand the impact of the horse. There was blood surging in his chest, and he endured it. He suppressed the instinct of opening his mouth to vomit and persisted fiercely.

The knight on the horse was thrown off by the standing horse. He was very skilled. While falling, he raised the long knife in his hand and slashed fiercely on the wooden shield in front of him, splitting the solid wooden shield There was a gap, but in the blink of an eye, four or five bamboo spears were pierced straight, protruding from different parts of the body, and a bamboo spear pierced a blood hole the size of a bowl. After a while, it didn't move.

The war horse that was blocked by Zu Bian's spear screamed and fell down, slamming to the ground.

More than 100 war horses hit the shield wall almost at the same time. Some horses were stabbed in front of the wooden shield with bamboo spears and spears. The horse cavalry were immediately stabbed into candied haws. Others broke the bamboo spears and rushed into the shield wall. Minzhuang, who was holding the shield, was crushed by the horse's hooves and was trampled to a pulp. However, the cavalry's momentum was blocked and they could no longer break through the five-story human wall behind them. Their swords could not block more than a dozen bamboo spears that were stabbed from all directions. Even half-body armor could not prevent assassination at close range. Each of the cavalrymen was either stabbed and lifted up by several bamboo spears at the same time like a rabbit on a barbecue grill, or they were knocked off their horses by the bamboo spears and pinned to the ground and chopped to death with knives.

The sprint of more than 100 people was quickly wiped out in the crowd of Longevity Valley people, only the middle position, and a small group of people still fighting.

These people were Tan Wen, Tan Hong and more than a dozen of their personal guards. The soldiers' fearless attack opened a gap in the Minzhuang shield wall. They charged crazily with their mounts and hacked with long knives. Even if they were stabbed by bamboo spears, several people would still cut off the bamboo spears and continue fighting. These desperate warriors gave the Tan brothers a chance to survive. They actually broke a hole in the six-layered bamboo spear array.

(End of this chapter)