The group of people sneakily touched the edge of the forest, quietly raised their heads, and glanced towards the middle of the road. At this time, Xiong Pi, who was immersed in paving the way, felt a chill in the back of his head for no apparent reason.
"That thief lowers his head to clear the way. He must be easy to fight. The thief behind has not noticed us yet. Well, my lord told me to capture the spies, but I didn't say how many. Just capture the one behind. A Ze, A Jun, you wait. "Stay here, I'll shoot down the thief in front with my bow and arrow, and you go catch the one in the back!"
Among the two regiments, Wei Ze is from Guangxi. His ancestors were transferred to Guangning by the Ming Dynasty to "prevent Yao" and settled here. He is a local man who makes a living by walking in the mountains for farming and hunting. He is good at walking on mountain roads and is short and powerful. Another man named Ajun, Li Junjun, is also a hunter. He has good strength and can also walk in the mountains and hunt, but He has a simple mind and is not very smart.
Judging from the abilities of these two people, it should be effortless to suddenly rush out and capture an enemy soldier.
The two nodded silently to express their understanding.
Shao Laosan spat into the palm of his hand, took off a bow from behind, and signaled the other members to prepare for shooting. He bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aiming steadily at Xiong Pi, who was unconscious. Xiong Pi wielded his machete to deal with the bushes. He worked for a long time, and the back of his neck was glistening with sweat in the sun. Less than sixty steps away, he was sure to shoot through with an arrow. Li Luhu touched it.
"Huh?" Deep in the woods, several branches suddenly swayed unnaturally. Li Luhu immediately paid attention. When he looked closely, an arrow had already shot through the air and was heading towards Xiong Pi, who didn't know the disaster was coming. Without thinking, Li Luhu jumped at Xiong Pi and roughly pushed him down on the mountain road. The two of them were hurt by the stones, and their hands and faces were suddenly scratched several times by thorn branches. This move not only saved Xiong Pi, but also himself. Several feather arrows also flew past the place where he was standing just now, and missed the target.
"I'm so embarrassed..." Xiong Pi was confused for a moment and cursed.
"The enemy is attacking!" Li Luhu ignored the nonsense and threw away the machete in accordance with the order - "When attacked, lie down immediately, and then use your gun to fight back quickly! Don't count on the machete in your hand. The bayonets of the leading soldiers must be equipped with bayonets. Much easier to use than a machete!" The instructor's roar back then has now become their instinct. The two men leveled their rifles, fired two shots in the direction of the arrow, and then fled backwards without looking back. Xiong Pi's shot missed. Li Luhu had been observing the dense forest just now. His roughly aimed shot seemed to hit the chasing regiment, and the clear gunshot echoed in the forest.
"Ah! Ah!" Li Junjun, who was hit in the torso, fell to the ground and screamed in pain. The mini bullet tore his right arm, almost leaving the part below the elbow bloody. Shao Laosan didn't care about the life or death of several regiment members. He remembered to catch the Kun thief and did not stop to rescue him. He gritted his teeth and continued to chase while holding the waist knife. The several regiment heroes also rushed out at his shout. The woods, trying to catch these two alert spies. They were less than thirty meters away from Xiong Pi and the two, and Wei Ze, who was rushing at the front, was almost within reach of the two spies. He jumped up and slashed at Li Luhu with his knife.
Li Luhu felt a cool breeze coming from the back of his head. He had no time to turn around. He rolled to the left to avoid the powerful and heavy blow. However, he used too much force and his left foot was knocked off him. It started to hurt. Wei Ze, who came later, saw the opportunity and raised his sword and struck again. Li Luhu tried to pull out the rifle underneath him to fight, but he couldn't. Beads of sweat as big as soybeans fell from his head. Rolled down. The enemy was already very close to him. He clearly saw the ferocious face of the enemy who was wearing a torn jacket and a bamboo hat, and he could smell the bad breath coming out of his mouth.
"Kill!" A bloody three-edged bayonet suddenly appeared from the enemy's chest. With a beautiful step and thrust, Xiong Pi's spear stabbed from behind and shot out from his body. Wei Ze's face showed a look of surprise and unwillingness. Xiong Pi jerked the bayonet and pulled it out, and a bloody arrow chased him. The murderous weapon spurted out, splashing all over Xiong Pi, and the enemy's corpse fell to the ground.
"What are you still waiting for? Run!" Xiong Pi stretched out his hand to pull up Li Luhu. At this time, Li Luhu couldn't care less about the pain. He picked up the rifle as a walking stick and limped back, but With this delay, the enemy behind them chased them more and more closely, and they were about to catch up. Shao Laosan’s weird vernacular roar filled the air.
Li Luhu gritted his teeth, threw the rifle behind him, and took out a grenade from his arms. At this time, although the grenade made by Lingao was still filled with black powder, it had been replaced by compressed black powder, which was several times more powerful and also equipped with With the fire hose, there is no need to light it anymore. Li Luhu poked open the moisture-proof layer made of oil paper, grabbed the cork and pulled hard, and the fuse immediately sizzled. He threw the grenade at the pursuers behind him, then pulled Xiong Pi, and the two fell to the ground. .
"boom!"
Two hundred meters away, Li Gangsheng's 3rd platoon had stopped advancing. Whether it was gunshots or shouts of killing, it had already indicated that the leading soldiers dispatched had been attacked by the enemy. Now, what should be done is to prepare for battle immediately. Li Gangsheng's brain was spinning rapidly. .
For marching troops, it is very important to send out how many vanguards and in which direction. For the Ming army, they will only send out patrols if they have more than 100 troops. The Fubo Army stipulates that the minimum organization for sending out vanguards is an infantryman. To be precise, when the squad is in a marching state where the enemy's situation is unknown, even a ten-man infantry squad will send out leading soldiers to move in front of the team. When searching and attacking, there is even more emphasis. He still remembered what his company commander, an experienced veteran officer who had participated in Qiongbei security wars many times, told them:
"Whenever troops are ambushed, most of them take the road down the mountain to save effort. In the final analysis, they are beaten because of laziness; but my officers and soldiers walked along the ridge, always maintaining a condescending posture. There are all elite soldiers patrolling, and battalions, companies, and squads line up step by step, just like a huge position is being set in motion. No matter how complex the terrain is or how urgent the situation is, the formation is always stable and ready to fight at any time, and it is to find the enemy to fight. Is there any reason for being ambushed? During the Three Kingdoms period, Ma Di was defeated at Jieting Mountain. It was because there was no water in the mountains in Hanzhong, while the springs in the mountains in Hainan were tinkling and the scenery was so beautiful!"
There were no ridges to walk on in this small hilly area. If they simply wanted to march quickly, they could have taken the flat road in the valley. However, he stubbornly chose to take the mountain road. Sure enough, there was really an enemy waiting for him in front. He won the prize! A cold smile appeared on his lips.
"All are here, bayonets on!" He gave the first order.
Thirty-four soldiers, together with himself, took out a triangular bayonet from their waist and put it under the muzzle of the rifle. At present, the steel produced in Lingao was not able to mass-produce high-quality dagger-type bayonets. At the same time, compared with the spears and various armors commonly used by the Ming army and Jiannu, the short sword bayonet is not satisfactory in terms of lethality and length. Therefore, the standard bayonet of the Fubo army refers to the British army in the 18th century. The French army has a sleeve-shaped triangular spear bayonet with a bayonet length of 500 mm. It can easily penetrate even the cotton armor of the Jiannu slaves and the thick leather armor of the Ming army.
Ye Canming, a soldier of the Fubo Army, took out the bayonet from the bayonet sheath on his waist, put the sleeve under the muzzle of the gun, and shook it left and right - the sleeve was very strong. The robes on the left and right were all doing the same action. Looking at the cold light of the bayonet, he couldn't help but feel refreshed. A murderous aura rose in the formation. He had a hunch that today's bayonet would not be in vain. It will definitely be stained with the blood of the enemy.
Ye Canming is a precious "local". A few years ago, his hometown was hit by a disaster, and the harvest was not good. Unexpectedly, his family had trouble and he incurred debts. The creditor took over the house at a compound interest rate, and even his sister had to be dragged away to pay off the debt. Seeing that the whole family was about to be destroyed, he stamped his feet and fled with the whole family to Lingao. Zhaoqing Prefecture is located in a mountainous area, and the land is much poorer than that in the Pearl River Basin. There are many locals who have left for other places to feed the army - not to mention to avoid debts.
Before the Guangdong Campaign, soldiers with Guangdong origins were treated as treasures and evenly dispersed into various combat units after some training. In addition to infantry skills, they generally had to learn some battlefield rescue, and were also given some medicine, alcohol, Bandages and the like serve as assistants to the army health workers, and can also be used to go to the grassroots to win people's hearts in the future. Australians call this "doing mass work."
The two men stumbling in front were running towards them. Ye Canming could see clearly that they were the two leading soldiers they sent out in the morning. One was running in front, and the other was limping slightly behind. He didn't know whether he injured his leg or sprained his foot. The leading soldier running in front - he must be Lao Li from Nanzhili - threw a grenade with his backhand, and there was a bang. The pursuing soldiers on the opposite side were unable to dodge and injured several of them. One of them was lying on his back on the ground. Ye Can shouted loudly, as if he were killing a pig, and he must have been seriously injured. Ye Canming secretly praised this beautiful move, but there was another shout in the distance, and a large number of enemy soldiers suddenly emerged from the depths of the jungle and rushed towards them.
As soon as the gunfire rang out, Mr. Yang Qian knew something was wrong. Shao Laosan missed it! The Kun thief brigade must have known that there was an ambush ahead. Fortunately, the Kun thief didn't know how many of them there were, so it was still too late to rush out - at least they could catch him off guard.
"Uncle, the thief has noticed it. He won't come again if the opportunity is too late. Let's go up! Please uncle, lead the rear team and follow my nephew!" Mr. Yang Qian made a decision immediately and shouted: "Brothers, come up here!" With two hundred people, he rushed out of the forest and carried the precious squatting tiger cannon. The gunners set up the squatting tiger cannon. Yang Jiao took a rough aim and stretched the match rope to twist the cannon.
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