Chapter 791 Picking Fruits

This battle lasted a whole year, and the Ming army's 100,000 troops spent countless ammunition and food. The remaining troops of Jianlu were finally exhausted and tied up. Tens of thousands of new soldiers were carrying swords and shields and holding muskets.

With a spear and led by the commander, he rushed up the hillside desperately, digging his butt and climbing desperately, but he did not encounter any resistance from the established system.

A few rocks rolled down the mountain, but the rocks were only the size of fists.

Several rocks as big as fists jumped and knocked out a recruit who could not dodge.

At the foot of the mountain, Mao Wenlong looked at the slow-responsive recruit and laughed: "This guy doesn't know how to dodge."

Yuan Chonghuan looked at the new recruit who was knocked out and used his hands and feet to get up again. He couldn't help laughing, but he could smell Yuan Gong in front of him, as if he was displeased. The two hurriedly put away their smiles and made a serious statement.

The Emperor Party elders dared not be disrespectful at all. Yuan Mao and his two generations were inferior to their background, qualifications, and abilities. This Yuan Gong did not know that he was not ordinary, so he was so generous that he dared not speak out.

Yuan Chonghuan peeked at the white-haired and straight back of Yuan Gong. He felt a move in his heart. He thought that the general trend was as today, and it fell into the hands of the imperial party officials promoted by the late emperor Tianqichao. Nangong, Yuangong, Kaiyuan Magong

, Kalia King Macheng, all of them were members of the imperial party cultivated by the late emperor Jianba. I realized that Yuan Chonghuan was so excited that the world was passed down by the late emperor to His Majesty today, but now it has fallen into this group of emperors again

It is also legitimate in the hands of the party.

Haven't you seen Marshal Mao, who is famous for his domineeringness, treat him with the courtesy of his disciples?

Yuan Chonghuan was muttering that he was vulgar and was merciless. He looked down on Mao Wenlong from the bottom of his heart. Naturally, he was still harmonious in his face. The two of them were not in charge of each other and did not interact with each other. Mao Wenlong was divided into local factions of the security forces, and Yuan Chonghuan was affiliated with him.

The Staff Office Academy School, who was a life-and-death enemy in his previous life, but they were two people who could not be beaten by Bazangzi.

Mao Wenlong looked around for a moment, smiled happily and said, "I went up, attacked!"

Yuan Chonghuan was excited and raised his thousand-mile mirror to see a large group of new recruits, crossing the Jianlu defense line like a tide, attacking the hillside, and stirring up the Jianlu flag soldiers who were guarding the top of the mountain, and fell into a melee battle. The front row was made of elite veterans.

Shield Hands, axe and a spearmen howled and rushed towards the flag soldiers, stirring up a group, while a large number of new recruits in the back team took out a double-edged sword from their skins and inserted it into the muzzle.

"Sword on the gun!"

"Blade sword!"

Amid the reprimanding from the front line, rows of new soldiers inserted their guns and swords into the gun barrel, and the short gun grew in a piece, and the sword light shone brightly, which was amazing.

"kill!"

The whistle officers and team officers pulled out their waist knives and rushed into the enemy group. A large group of new recruits carried the muskets with good guns and swords. They rushed up and defeated the weak resistance of the flag soldiers. The gunsword is a bayonet, which modern people can think of.

The ancients had long thought that bayonets had appeared in Europe in the era of the medley guns. Ming people were not fools. They had long invented the gun sword, which was a small sword that could be inserted into the gun barrel, or a blade at both ends.

The wisdom of the ancients was not inferior to that of modern people. The Lumi guns made by the Ming people also had steel plates, which were said to be used as sabers, but were much sharper than gun swords.

Among the Taiwanese recruits, Ma Cheng’s consideration is nothing more than two words, cost!

The bayonet is not a great thing. A musket inserted with a bayonet is at best a spear. The bayonet on the musket is so powerful that the sword is the king of melee combat. Later generations of Chinese big sword teams often cut off the Japanese army crying for their parents.

It is not accidental, but inevitable. The side that fights close to the body can crush the side that uses the bayonet, not to mention the knife can also be equipped with a shield, and the combat power is not at the same level.

However, for the modern firearms troop production lines, the mass-produced Taiwanese recruits, the sloppy bayonet is enough.

The elite soldiers in Liao Town still have a large number of swords, and the ones they wear are still the Uzi steel sword made by the Hundred Forging Method. Any bayonet will be useless if you cut one. The reason why you don’t give a knife to the new recruits is very simple. One is that you can’t afford it, and the other is that you are new recruits.

The modern firearms and weapons mass-produced in the camp have too clumsy sword techniques. How can these new recruits have time to practice sword techniques? It will take several years for them to succeed.

In any case, when it was the time, tens of thousands of Taiwanese recruits equipped with guns and swords in the entire army exerted the powerful power of the modern soldier production line, and drowned the Jianlu flag soldiers by relying on the number of people.

The trenches dug around the top of the mountain were covered in blood, and the shouts of killing were shaking the sky.

A strong and tall Bayala soldier waved his hands and slashed left and right, and was extremely brave and powerful, sank a short-handed sword.

"die!"

The brave Bayala soldier used a night battle, and the big sword bypassed from behind, roared and jumped, and the big sword hit Huashan with a force from top to bottom.

when!

With a loud bang, a Ming army who was using swords and shields in front of him could not dodge, raised their shields to block them, and the swords and shields hit each other and splashed a string of sparks. The Ming army was cut down and knelt on one knee. Seeing that the situation was not good, he hurriedly let go and abandoned.

The shield rolls away.

"kill!"

The brave Bayala swept across the thousands of troops and chased him, but was surrounded by a group of Ming army recruits. More than a dozen recruits shivered, surrounding the brave, war-going and outstanding swordsmanship.

To pluck up the courage to pick up the gun and stab it hard. Nabayala was stabbed to the left and right, jumping up and down, and disappeared from her previous majesty. A elite eight banners with a sword technique that was as good as a god could beat ten times

Of course, there are many Taiwanese recruits who can only stab directly.

Snap!

The magical Bayala cut off a musket with one knife, and the vest and thigh were pierced by several gun swords. Amid the earth-shaking howling, the mighty Bayala soldier slashed away with a backhand and slashed away with a knife.

A new recruit from Ming army, puffed, his neck and chest were stabbed to a cold heart. The bayala soldier was bleeding from his mouth and nose, panting, puffed, and was stabbed by a gun sword from all directions in the blink of an eye.

He became a sieve that bleeded blood all over his body, and died suddenly on the spot.

More than a dozen guns and swords kept stabbing hard, disbanding the Bayala soldiers who were dead with their eyes closed.

At the foot of the mountain, the camp.

Yuan Keli was calm and calm, and laughed and said, "This new soldier in Taiwan has his own advantages."

On one side, Mao Wenlong disagreed and smiled: "But I don't know what it is worth, picking out one and putting it right is better than using our Yizhou soldiers."

Yuan Keli rolled his eyes to the sky, shook his head, feeling a little disappointed with the student's stupidity.

Yuan Chonghuan's heart moved and said with a smile: "Will you let it go? Ten to ten, hundreds to hundreds, and then the soldiers under Mao Shuai's command will not be able to succeed."

Mao Wenlong was extremely unhappy and said angrily: "It's only after you have to beat him."

Yuan Chonghuan was unwilling to argue with him, so he laughed it off and had a subtle association. In this way, the new army was quickly completed, and he could train in the new camp for half a year or even several months. As long as the armoured forces were following, how many training could be done in that year
Chapter completed!