Wu Yanluo stopped laughing, put on a serious face, and said solemnly: "My brothers and I were born in the border army and have been in battle for many years. Even the Tatars have fought and killed many people. How can we be afraid of you stupid village bulls shouting for a fight?" I have ruined many lives, both bad people and good men, and I am much more arrogant than you. But if these people are defeated, it will be easier to kill them. Think about those pigs, dogs and beasts, who have to struggle to death before they die. Killing is easy. Once caught, knowing that death is inevitable, they straighten their necks obediently and take the knife, hoping for less pain and a happy death. All heroes and heroes are just deceiving gods and deceiving others. With your body dismembered, any hero is just a pile of rotten flesh and a handful of fishy bones. After a while, I will disembowel you and drink your heart and liver. When death is imminent, let’s see how you still boast about it. hard!"
Wu Yanluo's fierce words were like reassurance, stimulating the ferocity of the bandits, and the morale that had been slightly low just now was revived.
Seeing that there was no room for turning around, Zhao Liangjian frowned, his face was as frosty, and he said in a cold voice: "You have a lot of anger in my chest. You have the murderous aura, and I have the righteousness of the mountains and rivers. It just depends on how you compare."
At this time, both sides were murderous, and their respective queues moved forward, getting closer and closer, and they were about to take over the melee.
At this time, Zhao Liangjian suddenly shouted loudly: "Wait a minute!"
Everyone on both sides was very nervous. When they heard this, they couldn't help but were stunned. For some reason, they all turned their attention to Zhao Liangjian.
Zhao Liangjian said to the thief Wu Yanluo in a deep voice: "Fighting is necessary, but how to fight must be particular. Look, heroes, my brothers are all familiar with guns and sticks. I don't think the brothers of heroes are the same." Mediocre skills. When two powerful forces are fighting, a lot of lives will inevitably be lost in the melee. You may not be able to get away with it, and the two attacks are just a waste of people. And I am afraid that it will be difficult to recruit such good people to join the team in two attacks in a short period of time. In fact, It's of no use. Why don't I come up with a charter? You and I don't want to fight. It's better to follow the usual rules. One person from each team will attack each other, split and fight, and compete with guns and sticks. It's just one competition, each based on his true ability. If I lose Now, leave the chariot and horse. If, thanks to the surrender of the heroes, Zhao wins half the battle, he will ask the heroes to get out of the way. In this way, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will not hurt his brothers. What does the leader think?"
Wu Yanluo saw that Zhao Liangjian's group was strong, well-armed, and well-organized in their advance and retreat, and he also had scruples in his heart. He rolled his eyes and glanced at the forest from the corner of his eyes. He suddenly felt at peace in his heart. He still had a surprise attack. The two men in front started to take action. When the attention of everyone in the escort office was attracted, with a whistle, the brothers started to move. They rushed out from behind and broke up the formation of the escorts. They immediately started a melee and killing, which allowed them to give full play to their numerical advantage.
Thinking of this, Wu Yanluo rolled his eyelids and waved his hand to stop the thieves. He lowered his head and pretended to think for a while, then nodded reluctantly and said: "Hey, you are very calculating. Well, I don't want my brother to get hurt either. OK, that’s it.”
Zhao Liangjian felt relieved when he saw Wu Yanluo agreeing. He glanced at the forest beside the road. He didn't know how Liao Sanniang was doing, and he felt a little uneasy. But now that the matter had come to this, there was no way out and he could only act accordingly.
The two groups each took a few steps back to make room.
Zhao Liangjian tightened his belt, picked up the fetlock steel whip, walked carefully on the road, and said: "Since Zhao mentioned this matter, I can't say it. I have to take on the errand. I wonder which of your heroes can give me advice?" After saying this, Zhao Liangjian took out a He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and calmly blew out a smoke ring.
Wu Yanluo looked at his team, then pouted, and a strong man in a green robe walked out from the bandit team.
Zhao Liangjian saluted and asked, "A good man is bestowed with a name."
The strong man said coldly: "The dead don't need to know my name."
The man walked up to Zhao Liangjian with a two-meter-long spear in his hand. He looked at the steel whip in Zhao Liangjian's hand, sneered and said, "Put the whip into the spear and you're dead."
Zhao Liangjian held the cigarette sideways in his mouth, waved the whip in his right hand, and said with a smile: "That's not necessarily the case. You are not using a gun that is eight feet tall. If I take a step forward, I can hit it."
The strong man chuckled and sneered, saying: "The world prides itself on being able to beat the elders with short blows, but in actual combat, everyone will be defeated by a spear. The steel whip is heavy and slow to swing. It is mostly used to pierce armor. My spear only needs one strike and one strike." You settled the bill immediately, fighting alone was just seeking death, I don’t know how you survived to this day.”
Zhao Liangjian smiled and said: "It's useless to talk too much. You can see the truth behind the scenes."
The muscular man said harshly: "Okay, I'll give you a ride on the road to hell."
Having finished speaking, the two of them concentrated on the situation, opened up their posture, and wandered around the scene.
The strong man dismounted his horse, put the rifle shaft against his abdomen and waist, twisted his hands, and shook the gun. His posture was extremely energetic, which attracted a burst of applause from the thieves.
Zhao Liangjian saw that the man was holding a gun with his back hand concealed, and knew that his opponent had some skills.
When holding the stick, the back hand should expose three inches of the stick tail. When holding the gun, the entire palm should wrap around the base of the gun shaft. The spear should be thrust out. If it is straight forward and stabbed flatly, it is for retaliation. When encountering resistance, the spear tip will only rely on the force of a punch. Hard to penetrate.
The palm of the hand covers the tail of the spear. When the spear is thrust out, the back hand rotates and pushes the barrel of the spear, giving the spear a corkscrew force that can penetrate the armor.
Zhao Liangjian saw that his opponent was powerful, and his expression became serious. He held the handle of the whip with his right hand and pointed the steel whip diagonally. He did not move forward, but just wandered outside the circle of guns. The two of them crossed paths and turned twice, but Zhao Liangjian did not find any trace. gap, his complexion couldn't help but become more and more ugly.
Zhao Liangjian was so nervous that he forgot to throw away the cigarette in his hand. The cigarette butt was tightly held between his left fingers. The red flame flickered on and off, just like Zhao Liangjian's ups and downs.
Zhao Liangjian looked for an opening and jumped forward, but as soon as the tip of his spear moved, his opponent immediately jumped away. Not only did he not move his opponent's steps, but he was moved by the enemy's gun, and fell into the rhythm of a strong man.
The men with guns got closer and closer, forcing Zhao Liangjian to fight.
Zhao Liangjian's space for movement became smaller and smaller, and cold sweat fell on his forehead. He kept shouting "haha, haha" and waved his left hand, constantly trying to disturb the sight of the strong man.
The strong man had a calm mind and was neither impatient nor impatient. He only moved with duck steps. The duck steps were like squatting. When moving, his back foot crossed in front of his front foot, one step covering the other. This is the so-called cover step in today's Sanda, and he flashed left and right. Extremely flexible.
The strong man did not follow Zhao Liangjian's actions. No matter what Zhao Liangjian did, he remained unmoved. He had already seen through that Zhao Liangjian wanted to create offensive opportunities through movement.
To use shortcomings to reduce strengths, only by taking risks, getting close to the opponent, forcing the opponent to stab with a spear, flicking the head of the gun or smashing the barrel of the gun, and invading the inner circle, can you have a chance of winning.
In fact, the movement of blocking and holding the spear relies on the strength of the waist and hips to open and close. Even if a short-hand soldier is lucky enough to reach the barrel of the spear, it is equivalent to using the partial strength of the arms and shoulders to fight against the enemy's core strength. If the arms cannot twist the waist and hips, there is a high possibility that the spear cannot be moved. The enemy's spear relies on inertia to break through the obstruction and penetrate directly, causing damage.
From Zhao Liangjian's perspective, he could only see the enemy sideways. The area where the enemy could be attacked was very small, and all of it was covered by guns.
Viewed from the front, the projection of a very small prismatic spear tip is suspended in the air, shaking constantly. It is difficult to judge the distance and the timing of attack. It brings huge psychological pressure to people, making people unable to help but turn around and run away immediately.
The man with the gun kept adjusting his pace and gradually approached Zhao Liangjian until he was less than two meters away from him. The strong man shook his shoulders and fired the spear at the right moment. He used his strengths to bully his weaknesses, took the initiative to attack, and struck head-on.
The gun point struck his face, and Zhao Liangjian subconsciously grasped the handle of the whip with both hands. The cigarette butt held by Zhao Liangjian's fingertips now emitted a wisp of white smoke and was extinguished.
Zhao Liangjian took half a step back, stretched out his three-foot steel whip, and met the strong man's spear tip.
When the steel whip was explored, the tip of the spear connected with the tip of the whip.
The strong man felt a subtle squeezing sensation coming from the barrel of the gun. He closed the gun with both hands, turned the middle handle outwards, and turned the back hand to his chest. He squeezed and squeezed, blocking the front end of the steel whip from outside the circle.
The strong man uses his waist and hips to send force, twists his back hand, and prepares to lunge.
The gun barrel rotated clockwise in his hand, and the gun tip rolled with the gun barrel. The moment he exerted force, he could already smell blood. He had even foreseen the scene of Zhao Liangjian being pierced through the chest with a short spear, which made him feel extremely happy and excited.
The next moment, he saw bright fireworks.
The thunder-fire whip has a hollow front part and a five-inch medicine chamber. It contains gunpowder and lead, which is both hot and cold. It can be used for firing and slashing, which is analogous to the three-eyed blunderbuss.
In fact, this weapon is thick in diameter and heavy in weight. It has neither the accuracy of a fire blunderbuss nor the flexibility of a steel whip. It cannot have both its advantages and disadvantages, so it is almost unused.
Almost means that very few people use it, not that no one uses it.
What Zhao Liangjian used was the Thunder Fire Whip.
Zhao Liangjian's Thunder Fire Whip has better steel material and thinner whip wall. The ball joint outside the steel whip is a reinforced hoop. Its appearance is similar to that of an ordinary whip mace and is very deceptive.
The medicine chamber is longer and contains fine iron sand. The gunpowder is military propellant removed from the whole paper package bomb. It has high combustion efficiency and a burning rate suitable for firearms. It can ensure that the iron sand is effectively spread close to five meters.
The ignition hole of the ordinary thunder fire whip is opened at the rear end of the whip pole, but the ignition hole of Zhao Liangjian is opened on the hand guard plate to hide the medicine line.
Zhao Liangjian waved his arms and shouted loudly to attract everyone's attention. He transformed into a clever magician, pulled out the cotton plug from the whip, changed his hand to light the match, and put out the cigarette butt. To deceive everyone, people only thought that the fire in his hand was still a cigarette butt, but in fact, it was already a cigarette butt.
Zhao Liangjian counted silently for four seconds until the extremely short powder line burned out, and then stepped forward to take over with the enemy. The gunpowder in the medicine chamber ignited, and the fume hole returned smoke, emitting a wisp of white smoke.
It is very dangerous to use the steel whip to lure the enemy. Only by flexible footwork can a stalemate be formed. Only by knowing the timing accurately can the target be hit when needed.
A red cone-shaped fine spark, wrapped in smoke, spurted out from the mouth of the whip, and a handful of iron sand was all stuck on the face of the strong man.
(End of chapter)
