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

Chapter 170
Cha Lun probably experienced Yang Menglong's aggressiveness for the first time, and he was so choked up that he couldn't speak, very speechless.

He was speechless, but the little prince Boyan had something to say, and he said it with a sword.

The little prince Boyan thinks that Yang Menglong’s arrogant attitude has insulted the majesty of the Khalkha tribe, insulted his illustrious prestige as the little prince of the Khalkha tribe, and even insulted the dignity of the descendants of Genghis Khan... In a word, I won’t beat you up It won't work anymore!He asked sullenly: "You really want to get rid of this muddy water, don't you?"

Yang Menglong said: "I have no interest in chasing muddy waters, but your old man has robbed my clients and seriously damaged my reputation, so I have no choice but to do so! I will give you two options, first: take the goods yourself Return it; second, I’ll get the goods back after I beat you out of shit, you choose yourself!”

The little prince Boyan was furious, and the cavalry of the Khalkha tribe were also furious. They struck the wooden shield with their sabers and made a huge clamor!The little prince Boyan yelled: "Array! Kill all these smart dogs, and let them know what will happen if you fight against my Khalkha tribe!" The Khalkha cavalry shouted angrily and reined in their horses to retreat.The most terrifying thing about cavalry is their powerful mobility and impact, but whether it is maneuvering or impact, they need to keep a distance, otherwise they will not be able to accelerate, and cavalry who cannot accelerate are not as good as infantry.

Seeing that the Khalkha tribe was going to get serious, the leaders of the tribes couldn't help but panic. Yang Menglong shouted angrily: "Are you afraid? Our people are no less than them, and the guys are even better than them. If we get to this point I can only let them bully me and dare not fight back, find a piece of shell to urinate and suffocate myself to death! Wuyang Wei, line up!"

More than 100 soldiers agreed with a loud bang, and they were used to naturally line up in two straight rows, holding crossbows flat on their sides, and marching forward with uniform goose steps.Seeing that they moved in unison and as a whole, everyone couldn't help being very surprised. The frontier soldiers thought it was interesting and followed them.Most of the guys who dared to take military weapons to sell in the market were desperadoes, and they didn't take their lives seriously at all. Fighting and killing were simply their favorite!
The Chalun patriarch gritted his teeth and called, "Duosang, you bring all the young men with swords and horses to follow, follow the command of this young man from the Celestial Dynasty, and make sure to get the goods back!"

Duo Sang responded loudly: "Obey, patriarch!" He shouted: "Brothers from Burqin, follow me, and take back our food and clothing from those bullies!"

More than 60 soldiers from the Burqin Department were full of anger, promised, and rode forward.Several people from the small tribe who were also robbed followed suit, and gathered two hundred cavalry, more than Yang Menglong's.Duosang rode his horse and ran in front of Yang Menglong, dismounted and saluted, and called, "Master Tianchao, Duosang is waiting for your order!"

Seeing that most of the cavalry had followed, Yang Menglong was very satisfied, and said: "Okay, you can put your men on my two wings to prevent the Khalkha from stealing my back, and attack when the time is right!" Glancing at the saber in Dosang's hand, he saw several small gaps on the blade. After thinking for a while, he pulled out his own horizontal knife and handed it to him: "This knife of yours is not good, I'm afraid it will be scrapped before you cut it twice. Use mine."

Duo Sang took the horizontal knife, but he didn't see how thick the blade was, but it was very heavy in his hand. The gray blade set against the bright blade, which made people feel cold. every beard.He is also a master of knives, knowing that this is a rare and precious knife, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and shouted: "Thank you, Mr.!" Throwing away his broken knife, getting on the horse, raised the knife and shouted wildly.A ray of sunlight shone on the blade, and the cold light shone. All the Mongolian cavalry looked at the murderous horizontal knife in his hand, and then at the scimitar made of inferior iron in their hands. The more they looked at it, the more they felt wronged. Jump up and grab the knife!
The Khalkha cavalry hadn't rushed over yet.After all, they had already charged for a round just now, and the horses used up a lot of energy. They had to be rested first to be in the best condition. Besides, there were still many people chasing those who ran around with their cargo all over the world. To persuade mules and horses, these people must first be notified to return to the team.Therefore, they just released more than ten riders to wander in front of the formation, watching Yang Menglong's every move, while the main force got off their horses to rest.Yang Menglong didn't care too much, he advanced fifty steps forward, and after gaining enough room for maneuver, he issued an order: "Take the maximum elevation angle to projectile, and mark the range!"

The soldiers in the front row raised the crossbow in their hands obliquely, and at the same time buckled the machine bracket, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump!There was a metallic trembling sound, and dozens of crossbow arrows whizzed out, drawing an arc, crossing a distance of nearly two hundred steps, and stabbing obliquely into the ground, marking a twisted line.Yang Menglong took a look, most of them didn't reach [-] paces, but compared with the crossbows used in the mainland, the shooting range is quite scary.He ordered again: "Second row, press down and shoot flat, mark the range!"

The first row retreated, and the second row's upper and lower crossbows fired at the same time. There was another heart-pounding metal trembling sound, and dozens of crossbow arrows whizzed out, and they were inserted into a row on the ground.Since it is a flat shot this time, the range is nearly half shorter than that of the projectile, but it is much more neat.The rangers of the Khalkha tribe are confused, what the hell are these Han people doing?Do you think you have too many arrows?The old frontier army was secretly horrified, where did the troops come from, they cooperated so tacitly, and they really obeyed the orders and prohibitions, so it would definitely not be an easy thing to fight with them!

They suddenly had confidence in today's battle.

Yang Menglong squinted his eyes and looked at the two rows of crossbow arrows planted on the ground, and then calculated the speed of the Mongolian cavalry sprinting, the speed of loading the crossbow arrows and other factors one by one, and calculated that from the time the Mongolian cavalry entered the range to the time when they approached the enemy, he could shoot on the ground. several rounds.In the end, it was concluded that he had a chance of five or six arrows, which meant that the Khalkha cavalry had to endure five or six salvos before they could break through his firepower net.These five or six rounds of volleys will knock down hundreds of them, right?I want to see if you still have the courage to continue attacking after suffering such heavy casualties!At the same time, he still feels a little regretful, the strong crossbow is still not good. If he can have a range of 240 steps, such a long distance is enough for him to shoot at least seven rounds. With the current behavior of the Mongols, I am afraid that there is no Mongolian cavalry. It can endure the intensive volley of seven rounds of crossbow arrows without collapsing.He ordered: "When the Mongols rush over, keep the queue still. The front row is responsible for shooting, and the rear row is responsible for loading. Listen to my password and shoot, understand?"

The soldiers shouted in unison: "Understood!"

At this moment, the Conch Hurrah rang, and the rangers retreated. The Khalkha cavalry in the distance got on their horses, and Qi Qi let out a cry, and began to ride their horses over.There was a commotion among the small coalition forces, and some people wanted to ride their horses into battle. Yang Menglong yelled: "Steady! Listen to my orders!" The roar was like thunder, and those guys were startled, so they quickly stabilized.

The Khalkha cavalry continued to advance at a constant speed. Their formation was a bit weird, like horns, with two wings protruding forward and a thick middle, pointing directly at the coalition forces on both wings.I don't know whether they didn't pay attention to those mobs at all or didn't pay attention to Yang Menglong, thinking that Yang Menglong would become a dish on their plate after easily defeating the coalition forces put together by various small groups.Yang Menglong grinned, I don't care what position you are in, just come here obediently and let me shoot you in the face!

The Khalkha cavalry began to accelerate gradually, faster and faster. Countless bowl-sized horseshoes raised and fell, raising dust all over the sky, and the ground shook slightly, making a thunderous sound.All the frontier troops showed a trace of fear. The momentum of the cavalry charge was very frightening. It took too much courage for the infantry to face the cavalry charge.Yang Menglong's palms also broke out in cold sweat, but he remained motionless.

He didn't move, and neither did the soldiers of Wuyang Guard.Months of rigorous training have carved the words "orders and prohibitions" into their bones. Without Yang Menglong's order, they would not move even if a horse's hoof stepped on them.

The big cloud of smoke and dust had already approached the straight line marked by the first row of crossbow arrows, and the horse raised its hooves, and trampled all these crossbow arrows into the ground.Yang Menglong raised his right palm: "Get ready——"

Sixty soldiers in the front line raised their crossbows obliquely and aimed at the roaring Mongolian cavalry.

The Conch blew again, and the Khalkha cavalry kicked the horse's belly fiercely. The spurs pierced the horse's belly to the point of blood, and the painful horse hissed wildly.The cavalry on horseback held their bows tightly and bent down. They couldn't shoot arrows yet, and their bows couldn't shoot that far.

They can't shoot that far, it doesn't mean Yang Menglong can't shoot.

"put!!!"

With a loud shout, the sixty soldiers in the front row buckled their machine boots at the same time, and the metal trill sounded almost at the same second, making many people's ears ring.Sixty crossbow arrows shot out with electric engines, submerged in the soaring dust, and dug out a bloody fountain. Blood sprayed in the billowing dust, people shouted and horses neighed, and many Mongolian cavalrymen screamed and jumped from their horses. They fell down on their backs and were still struggling, but their horseshoes stepped on them, and many horses were shot, and they fell down with a sad hiss, and threw their masters out... Needless to say, these poor My baby will only be trampled to be as flat as the photo.When thousands of horses and horses are sprinting and galloping, they suddenly fall down, and the end is very tragic.

The soldiers in the front row had no time to see how many enemies they had killed. They passed the crossbow to their companions in the back row without saying a word, then took the crossbow from the back row, and aimed again. The entire team was terribly silent.Yang Menglong was very satisfied to see the progress of his team. When fighting against the bandits in Tongbai Mountain, there were still many soldiers who were extremely nervous. They had to rely on strict military discipline to restrain them. They can already use what they have learned in training very calmly, and they only need to fight a few more battles, and they will become real veterans!
He was in a happy mood, and whistled and ordered: "Ready——let it go!"

With a trembling sound, another row of crossbow arrows poured out, causing the Mongolian cavalry a hundred steps away to flip over.The cold arrowheads ruthlessly tore through the smelly leather armor on their bodies, tore through their muscles and bones, and penetrated their organs. The arrow shafts were still humming and trembling, and a thin line of blood burst out from the wound as the arrow shafts trembled. Shooting out, life is quickly lost with the gushing blood...

(End of this chapter)