Mang Gurtai's eyes almost burst into flames, these despicable Han people!
They are too cunning.
The guns they used were half a foot longer than Zhenglanqi's spears.
When charging, he deliberately held it forward. It looked shorter than Zheng Lanqi's gun, but at the last moment he suddenly thrust out with all his strength.
It's a pity that those white-toothed soldiers were plotted.
He was stabbed down in advance by a long spear that sprouted out.
They succeeded with one blow and showed no signs of fighting.
Then these people gathered together again, formed a wedge formation, and came through.
In an instant, the anger of the Zhenglan Banner Cavalry rose.
Then heavy arrows and three-eyed blunderbuss were fired at them intensively, as if they were free of charge.
The armor made a loud crackling sound, and suddenly several people fell off their horses.
Mo Desi took out his fire ax and used it on a white-toothed cavalryman who rushed towards him brandishing a sword.
The white-toothed soldier hurriedly used his saber to block. The blade of the ax struck the blade, making a loud, ear-splitting sound.
With a snap, the sword was cut off by the fire axe.
The broken blade immediately collapsed and flew away.
The white-toothed soldier looked at it in horror as he still had half of the sword left in his hand.
This sword is already a relatively good cavalry sword in this era, and it takes three hundred refinements.
However, it is still not enough in front of modern axes made of alloy steel.
It breaks in one blow, no different from those inferior weapons.
Mo Zuo's physical strength was amazing, and the ax that cut off the knife kept cutting, and the ax continued to cut downwards.
The ax blade struck the cavalryman's chest at an angle, a burst of armor pieces flew out, and the ax head sank into the chest cavity.
It was stuck by the hard bones of the chest.
I pulled it out on the grinding table, but it didn't come out.
At this time, the cavalry of the Zhenglan Banner had already surged forward.
Mo Zui immediately gave up the axe, pulled out his cavalry sword, and began to chop fiercely.
The cavalry knife that Yang Fan equips everyone with is the Type 65 cavalry knife.
Modern cavalry swords have been improved to perfection after thousands of years of experience and lessons learned in cavalry combat. One more is not too much, and one less is not a lot.
The alloy steel material, forging process, weight, curvature, sharpness, durability and other properties are brought to the extreme. It is far beyond what Jiannu's knives can match.
The sword on the grinding table was swung like a wheel, almost drawing lines of light and shadow in the sky, and the polished and mirror-like blade emitted a dazzling light.
Because these slaves were tall and strong, they liked to use heavy weapons. In the Forbidden City exhibition, the Eight Banners in the early Qing Dynasty, the iron swords they used were hard to tell whether they were iron swords or iron rods.
Their weapons are generally very heavy and very useful for smashing.
The Type 65 saber has a moderate weight, and because it is light, it can be swung very quickly.
The team trainers stabbed the enemy before the other.
The sharp modern alloy steel saber successfully broke through the opponent's cloth armor, chain armor, and cotton armor, stabbing the opponent to the core.
The modern way to use the saber is to directly extend your arm and stab the enemy forward when hedging. However, Jiannu's method is to hack the enemy to death.
Cutting is two movements. First, you have to raise it high, and then cut it down with force. Stabbing has only one movement. Just raise your arm and straighten it.
Jiannu usually raised the saber in advance, charged with the saber, and when engaging the enemy, cut it down with force, thus saving an action.
Because when the two sides are hedging, life and death are in an instant, and whoever is faster wins.
The team trainers, on the other hand, straighten their arms and stab the enemy with their sabers. There is no movement and they directly hit and stab the enemy to death. So they are faster.
Stab to death, chop to wound. Stab will definitely kill, but slashing may not necessarily kill.
The 18th century was the last glorious era of cavalry.
When the German cavalry charged, they always stretched their sabers forward with their arms to assassinate the enemy. There are similar plots in many movies.
It looks very spectacular.
Mang Gurtai looked at these people. Once again, after throwing down a few corpses, they made the cavalrymen of Zhenglan Banner fall into disgrace, and then left in a dashing way.
Mang Gurtai was so angry that he almost went crazy.
Damn it, when have I ever fought such a useless battle?
What has become of Zhenglanqi? You can come when you want and leave when you want.
But Mang Gurtai ignored these minions. Instead, he directly led the summoned Bai Baiya La Bing and his other two sons. The eldest son Mai Dali and the third son Saharian rushed towards Yang Fan.
Yang Fan touched the horse's belly with his spurs. The horse felt pain and immediately burst out with great strength and rushed out to fight against Mang Gurtai and his son.
After Yang Fan's horse sprinted, he was several horse lengths ahead of Lin Yueru and Tu Shanyue.
Because Yang Fan's weapon was a flail, he was afraid that he would be unable to hold it back and accidentally injure them both.
Mang Gurtai waved his hand, and his general Mi Mi immediately came forward with a cast iron mace.
Mi Mi is just over two meters tall, like an iron tower. The long-handled mace in his hand is cast in one piece and weighs more than fifty kilograms.
Yang Fan's side is not bad either. The flail is also cast, using wear-resistant and impact-resistant manganese steel.
Yang Fan's war horse had the same idea as his, and suddenly accelerated and rushed forward.
This is an extremely excellent war horse. Before Mi Mi could react, he was bullied in front of him by Yang Fan.
Yang Fan picked up the flail and smashed it violently.
At this time, Yang Fan felt that time seemed to have slowed down a lot, and the movements of his opponent and the people around him were all in slow motion.
Yang Fan could clearly see Mi Mi's shocked expression.
But his expression changed very slowly.
The mace in his hand also moved slowly, as if trying to hold up the huge exclamation mark with countless steel teeth on the head of Yang Fan's flail.
But before his mace reached one-third of the distance, the exclamation point had already hit his head hard.
Lin Yueru and Tu Shanyue felt their eyes blurred as the master's horse suddenly accelerated and rushed out to face the strong and tall Jiannu.
Then I saw Yang Fan's arm swinging up the flail, and afterimages were drawn in the air.
Immediately afterwards, a pop was heard, and people and horses were smashed to the ground.
Lin Yueru and Tu Shanyue looked at it and gasped immediately. They saw that half of Mi Mi's body was gone, and even the waist of the war horse was broken. One person and one horse were killed immediately. They were spread out like a pile of garbage.
On the ground.
Yang Fan smashed Mi Mi to death as soon as he made a move, and suddenly felt a pleasant sensation spreading throughout his body like an electric current. His whole body seemed to have endless strength, and it would be uncomfortable if it didn't release.
After meditating for a long time, Yang Fan had accumulated too much energy. Yang Fan felt that countless heat currents were conflicting in the eight extraordinary meridians of his limbs, as if looking for a breakthrough.
Yang Fan seemed to have found a channel to vent his anger during the fight.
He simply rushed into the dense crowd of slaves in front of him, raised his flail, and moved as fast as lightning, pulling out afterimages and beating them violently.
At this time, the Jiannu surrounded him, and countless weapons fell on Yang Fan one after another. There were long knives, lances, iron forks, and maces.
This chapter has been completed!