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

Chapter 21 Bloody Battle in the Black Forest
Ertai's arrow hit the target accurately, and a young man holding an ax and his face slightly distorted by fear fell down screaming while clutching his chest.The Houjin soldiers also shot a few sharp arrows in their busy schedule, and several young people fell down from the arrows.However, the villagers of Xiaojiazhuang didn't just stand up to being beaten. Two sharp arrows were shot back, one shot was empty, and the other shot a Houjin soldier's forehead, and they were punished immediately.It is not difficult to imagine how angry the Houjin soldiers are now, mistaking a group of peasants for the elite of the Ming army, tossing and tossing nervously for a long time, forgetting to lose face to Ezhen, and losing generals in the hands of these peasants Fifteen soldiers came in, and four were knocked down in the blink of an eye. What a shame, what a shame!Now all of these guys have their faces distorted, howling ferociously and holding out their knives, and they are full of evil spirits, which makes people frightened!
However, there is a price to pay for being ruthless.

Yang Menglong yelled: "Smash them to death!"

A villager cut the rope resolutely, and several Houjin soldiers immediately heard the sound of the wind above their heads, and looked up, good guy, sections of logs were being smashed down on their heads!Probably because they thought the log was not smashed hard enough, these simple villagers nailed wooden nails several inches long on the log, not to mention being hit, it hurts just looking at it!The reaction was quicker, dodging left and right, and finally escaped. One of the unlucky ones was hit right on the face, and a few wooden nails were deeply driven into the face, and the eyes and nose were rotten. Yes, it was a miserable death.After finally dodging the log, the head-sized stone fell down again, and judging by the momentum, dozens of trees were raining stones, the impact was earth-shattering!Another unlucky guy was hit, his head was smashed flat, the other leg was broken, and he couldn't even stand up.

There are so many institutions in this forest, which is completely unexpected.Seeing the dead and wounded of his soldiers, Ertai was startled and angry. He pushed aside a stone that was thrown at him with his epee, and roared angrily, "Minggou, what kind of skill is it to injure someone with traps? It's a man's job." Fight us with real knives and guns!" He seemed to have forgotten that a group of experienced soldiers bullying a group of honest farmers is also not very capable.

Yang Menglong couldn't understand what he was talking about, but he could still guess it.This kid has a nickname called "Map Cannon", which means that when they quarrel, they shoot all over the map, and kill anyone who provokes him or whoever provokes him. Of course, such a person is not willing to suffer from his words, and he laughed loudly: " You idiot, I've tried my best to come up with so many traps, and it's clear that I want to trap you to death, and you still want to fight us one-on-one? You're out of your mind, right? Shoot them to death!"

Again! ?
The Houjin soldiers who can understand Chinese are going crazy, how many traps have these damned farmers prepared for them!Before they could react, whoosh whoosh!More than a dozen javelins came through the air.These javelins are rough in workmanship. Choose a straight branch that is as thick as an egg, sharpen it with a knife, and bake it on the fire. However, using the elasticity of the tree, the lethality is quite good. At least It's not a problem for people to stab each other.The Houjin soldiers didn't dare to risk their lives to see if these javelins could pierce through their cotton armor, so they had to use shields to protect their vital points and dodge repeatedly.The shields of the two hapless bastards were hit by javelins, and they were shaken back a few steps. Before they could stand still, their ankles tightened, and they were actually strangled by the rope. Then...then they were hoisted into the air, before their companions After reacting, javelins, bows, arrows and stones hit from all directions, poor baby, they were all beaten to a shabby shape.

Now, seven of the fifteen Houjin Cavalrymen were killed, one was injured, and there were seven left, more than half of which were lost. For a group of farmers, this was already a very rare victory, but now is not the time to cheer. , because these beasts are not dead yet.Ertai happened to be one of the people who did not die. Not only did he not die, he was also unscathed. He escaped from many traps and swung his heavy sword into the middle of the young men. With a swing of the heavy sword, the heads of the two young men were killed. It whirled and flew out, spraying out a shower of blood.Several sharpened wooden sticks were stabbed at him at the same time. He didn't even bother to hide. The heavy sword slashed and stabbed, and those who were hit would fall. In the blink of an eye, the young men who stabbed him with wooden spears were all spared!Wearing two layers of armor, he is invulnerable to weapons and arrows. What can a few sharpened sticks do to him?His eyes had turned blood red, and the tragic deaths of so many soldiers had completely angered him. There was only one thought left in his mind: kill, kill them all!
Yang Menglong saw that the situation was not good, if he continued to kill like this, it would not be long before there would be no living people in the forest!With a roar, he rushed forward and slashed at the back of Ertai's head with his knife.Ertai seemed to have eyes behind him, and he turned around before his saber fell, with a horizontal sword strike, Dang!When the sword clashed, sparks flew everywhere, Yang Menglong felt his jaw go numb, as if it was about to split open, the pain made him scream "My God" in his heart, and almost burst into tears.Ertai seemed to believe that he was the leader of this group of farmers. Why did he wear such a conspicuous cotton armor?After knocking him back with a single sword, he gained momentum, and with a roar of a tiger, he took a step forward and slashed at Yang Menglong's neck.Yang Menglong, who had suffered a lot, didn't dare to take it hard. He stepped away and kicked Ertai's shin with the tip of the knife aimed at Ertai's lower abdomen. Ertai dodged the kick, but The saber stabbed firmly in his lower abdomen.It's just that Yang Menglong, who was stabbed with a knife, looked like he wanted to cry—he couldn't stab it at all!It was only then that he remembered that sabers were never good at stabbing, not to mention that the opponent was wearing double armor, so it would be a ghost if he could stab it in!
One wrong step can have serious consequences.Ertai's iron fist hit him with the wind, knocked his feet off the ground with a bang, and flew straight out, with gold stars popping up and silver stars flying in front of him, making him want to vomit blood!Not caring so much anymore, Yang Daxia roared loudly: "Xu Gong, where did you die? Come and help!"

A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses. Although it is a bit embarrassing to be beaten and shouted, it is better than being chopped off with a sword and hanging on the horse's neck.

Xu Gong shot out an arrow, and a Houjin soldier who was about to split Qi Polu in half with a big ax had a small hole in his throat, blood splashed three meters away, and the ax stopped in midair.Qi Polu slipped through his crotch like a civet cat, and with a swipe of a knife on his dog's leg, the man staggered towards Xu Gong, who wanted to kill him with an axe, but Jinshi's hamstrings were severed, his body lost its support, and he fell down suddenly , Immediately after another knife, his head rolled to the side. This kid's quick strikes, black strikes, and ruthless strikes made Xu Gong deeply educated.

Xu Gong shouted: "This tartar was shot to death by me, his head should belong to me!"

Qi Polu raised his face and said, "Are you kidding? Did you shoot him to death? If you shoot him with an arrow, he can still hit you with an axe. You shot him to death? Obviously I hacked him to death, so it should belong to me!"

Xu Gong roared: "Without me shooting him with an arrow, can you kill him?"

Qi Polu was not easy to bully: "If I hadn't cut his tendons, you would have split him in two with an axe, and you still have the strength to fight with me?"

Xu Gong roared even louder: "Obviously it's——" In the middle of speaking, Yang Menglong's roar for help came over vigorously, much louder than him, almost surpassing the eight G of the international tenor singer the scale.Xu Gong glared at Qi Polu: "I'll settle the score with you later!" He rushed towards Yang Menglong.Qi Polu didn't talk nonsense, and with a head in one hand and a knife in the other, he entered the battlefield again and fought side by side with Qi Hu, fighting against the two post-gold soldiers. His fierceness was somewhat like that of pre-Qin warriors.The current situation on the battlefield can only be described as a mess. Dozens of farmers besieged and beat up a few Houjin soldiers without any rules at all. Everyone's mind was blank. They only knew that if they didn't kill them, they would die, and their daughter-in-law The son, father and mother must die!Smash the ax with the hoe, chop the wood with the knife, chop the wood with the gun, and when you see the opportunity, throw the weapon in your hand at the golden soldier and greet him fiercely. If the elder brother falls, the younger brother will make up for it. If the father falls, the son will make up for it. Let us live, we will kill you!These post-golden soldiers were used to the weakness of the Ming army, but they didn't expect that a group of peasants would be so terrifying. Although they could easily kill some of them with their extraordinary martial arts, but under the beating of so many peasants, Next, none of them can escape, only to be smashed into meat sauce!More than one Houjin soldier exclaimed before his head was crushed by a hoe: "It turns out that the peasants of the Ming Dynasty are so terrifying... If we had known this, we would not have troubled them. How good would it be to trouble their army!?"

They don't know that this nation has never lacked blood, but it has been suppressed for too long and forgotten.If someone is willing to stand up and lead these seemingly ordinary and ordinary farmers to rebel, these farmers will soon become the most terrifying warriors in the world!Unfortunately, what they ran into was a group of farmers who had found their backbone and someone was willing to lead them to fight to the death, so they died.Although the peasants who died by their swords were much more than their number, they still died, and their shaman god did not give them an extra life because of their heroic killing of the enemy.What's even more unfortunate is that this is just a small prelude. If any of them can survive, they will see that the guy who has the audacity to lead a group of farmers and dare to fight against the most terrifying iron cavalry in East Asia will be killed in the near future. Become an indomitable giant, smashing the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Manchuria who entered the pass to death on the beach wave after wave!

It's a pity that they have all turned into corpses flying under the simple weapons such as hoes, dung forks, and hatchets. Not to mention that they can't see things that will happen in a few years or more, and they can't even see the sun tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)