The history of human warfare does not mean that cold weapons were completely eliminated after entering the era of hot weapons. No matter in the 19th century or later in World War I, World War II, or even in the local conflicts after World War II, all countries did not give up the training of combat skills, especially bayonet combat.
Because all military strategists know that cold weapon combat training includes hand-to-hand combat, which is the most effective training method for soldiers. This kind of training is absolutely indispensable for an ordinary citizen to upgrade to a veteran.
To put it simply, equipment training is just a game of "familiarity". If you give a blue-collar worker a foreign gun, he may be able to achieve good results in half a day. Even a young man working on a farm can be trained if you let him play with a rifle for three days in a row and the supply of bullets is open.
But we must remember that craftsmanship can be trained, but how to train people’s murderous intent? The Chinese nation has been a farming culture since ancient times, and ancestors have taught their descendants life skills and principles of life from generation to generation. The stories told by the white-bearded grandfather in the fields to the children are all about loyal ministers and filial sons, opera jokes, etc., which are the worst. You need to talk about some rules of farming, such as "plant melons and beans before and after the Qingming Festival" and "swallows fly low and snakes cross the aisle, and heavy rain comes in the blink of an eye" and the like.
You see, this is the cultural heritage of the Chinese people. You've never seen the old man with a white beard at the head of the village teaching killing techniques to a group of children with crotchless pants, right?
"The bayonet pierces the heart. He has to be stirred to die quickly... The knife must grind the blood groove, otherwise it will get stuck... There is a large artery on the side of the neck. As long as the knife cuts it, it will be hopeless... …”
"Remember it all. If you don't have food, go and rob. If you don't have a wife, go and rob. Anyone who dares to stop you will be killed with one blow. Whoever kills more will be the most glorious... That boy from the Li family is already ten years old. , He doesn’t even dare to kill a cow, let him kill someone tomorrow to practice his courage!”
You see, if someone in China taught their children like this, it would take less than three days for the government to come out and arrest them. This is not like the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners who only heard the stories of Genghis Khan, Temujin, and Nurhaci killing people. , training children in scimitar, horse, and killing techniques from an early age.
Murderous aura is not something you are born with, it must be cultivated. When a person can stab a cold iron object into someone else's body as calm as water, when he takes away a living life, his face does not change and his heart does not beat. At that time, you had no idea what kind of training he had received before this.
The military is a place that requires murderous intent. If you don't dare to kill people on the battlefield, it's okay. Therefore, even if Europe has entered the era of popularization of firearms ahead of schedule, assassination training has not stopped.
On the Crimean battlefield, the British and French forces charged the Cossacks with bayonets in hand amidst the roar of artillery; in the Battle of Sadowa in the Austro-Prussian War, millions of army troops on a front line of dozens of kilometers ran out of bullets and collided with each other. They come together to fight with the bayonet; and there is also the miracle in Shiqiao Highlands. At the most critical moments of the battle, Xiao Letian led the sword-drawing team to rush forward and use the bayonet and the sword to reverse the crisis.
No matter in any era, even if it enters the era of interstellar warfare in the future, troops who dare to fight hand-to-hand are more capable than those who can only operate equipment. This is the soul of the army that cannot be easily discarded.
The current battlefield situation once again proves Xiao Letian's point of view. If a soldier dares not fight hand-to-hand, then he is not a qualified soldier. The Green Camp soldiers had never received combat training from the beginning, and their murderous aura was not much greater than that of ordinary people. Today, the snipers were stimulated to perform beyond their normal capabilities.
This kind of temporary bloody courage has strong explosive power but poor durability. If the battle goes smoothly, you will become braver and braver. Once the situation is frustrated and more people die, morale will naturally plummet.
Listening to the sound of horse hooves approaching in the distance, the arrogant cavalry howled in the night wind, adding more urgency to the battlefield. The defenders of the fort can't do anything without blocking this gentle slope. If the horses are allowed to break in, the impact of the horses alone can completely turn the fort upside down without the cavalry taking action.
But who would have thought that this group of French soldiers would be so tenacious. When the Green Battalion soldiers were far away, they would not chase them but would fire their guns intensively. They would not hide when they came up to them, they would fight like a rock with their bayonets. When one fell, they would leave to replace the next one. , this bayonet line of defense is not made of steel.
"Old and young gentlemen... charge again, let's charge again... no one can survive when the cavalry comes up... fight with them..." The officers of the green camp were hoarse from shouting, but everyone was already attacking in succession. Seven or eight times, four to five hundred corpses were left behind, and the fire in everyone's hearts gradually weakened.
When Ye Qiu saw that this was okay, the charging soldiers' footsteps became more and more scattered, and the weapons in their hands even started to shake. There was already a look of withdrawal in their eyes. Soldiers who had undergone rigorous training were too unreliable.
"Charge over, charge over... You damn dog Tatars, all die..." Ye Qiu's bayonet flashed and he picked another Eight Banners soldier to death, but the human wall in front of him could not be broken through in a short while. , the battle situation on the opposite side is really beyond his reach.
Now Ye Qiu didn't care much anymore. He took out a signal firework from his arms and wanted to crush the wax seal. As a result, Pang Chaoyun next to him grabbed his hand, "Are you crazy? The Special Administrative Region is already under attack from both sides. How can I still ask for help from them?"
The fireworks in Ye Qiu's hand were an urgent signal for help. When they left the special zone and went to the fort for support, General Liu Lang personally gave it to him. The general also said, "I don't need to explain how important the Dagukou fort is." , the signal is a military order, as long as the signal lights up, I will personally lead the troops to support you..."
Ye Qiu really didn't want to take out this firework unless he had to, but the situation in front of him was beyond his control. "There's nothing we can do. If the Dagukou Fort loses control, we'll be protected on three sides. To the west is Mailer's camp, and to the south is Mailer's camp." It’s the artillery of the fort, and there are French battleships to the east. The only north we have left is relatively safe...but there is a salt field over there, it’s a desperate place!”
Ye Qiu was right. Ever since the French warships blocked the SAR pier, everyone has been in a desperate situation. In the past, if you couldn't fight, you could escape by sea ship, but now you can only stick to this way.
"Don't even think about breaking out of the siege to the north. The further north you go, the more the Qing Dynasty's inherent territory. You can't fight outside the pass, right? Now either hold on or die together..."
After speaking, Ye Qiu crushed the wax seal tightly, and a thin layer of yellow phosphorus burned in the wind. Soon, a bright signal flare rose into the sky, sending a final signal for help to the Special Administrative Region.
"Brothers from Green Camp... hold on for another half hour. I, Ye Qiu, beg you to hold on for half an hour. Our reinforcements will arrive within half an hour..."
Ye Qiu's roar shocked everyone, including the French, the Eight Banners soldiers, and the Green Camp rebels. They were all stunned at that moment.
The first people to react were the soldiers of the Eight Banners. They screamed and cursed, "Fart, you just wait to die... Lord Mailer and the warships at sea have already surrounded the special zone, you just wait to die!"
"Hahaha... What a ridiculous joke this is. Under the artillery fire of our French, you want to spend an hour deploying troops under the cover of night and under artillery fire? Are you making me laugh?"
"The translator... told these soldiers that their resistance has won the respect of the legal people, they can surrender, and I will exempt them from the death penalty..."
What he said was so arrogant. He was truly worthy of being the first army of the 19th century. His aura could choke a large number of people to death just by saying it.
The Green Camp soldiers have really reached the critical point of collapse. They have never thought that they would encounter such a cruel war in their entire lives. They are not prepared physically or mentally.
Now they actually heard the French's promise that they would not kill the prisoners, and actually gave the Green Camp soldiers present hope of living. At that moment, at least half of the soldiers had more hesitation in their eyes.
Pang Chaoyun felt this atmosphere keenly. He suddenly pulled out his bayonet, raised his left hand high, exhausted the air in his lungs and shouted, "Brothers from the Green Camp... listen to me... just listen to my last words!"
"Brothers, you have come this far. If you step back, all your efforts will be wasted. Even if the Qing demons don't kill you, what else can you do in the Qing Dynasty? Answer me..."
"I, Pang Chaoyun, declare my allegiance to heaven today... I swear on my life... If reinforcements are not available within half an hour, I will commit suicide in front of you... And by then, you can leave here at will, and we will never stop you again. …”
"Brothers, just trust us for the last half hour...just the last half hour!"
Pang Chaoyun's roar shook the entire fort. The sharp bayonet was stuck between the ring finger and little finger, and blood was already piercing the edge.
"No...Old Pang, you are crazy..." Ye Qiu subconsciously wanted to snatch it away, but Pang Chaoyun's bayonet had already moved. He pulled it down hard, and a string of blood beads spurted out.
"Hmm..." With a muffled groan, Pang Chaoyun's face turned pale in pain. He turned his right hand and firmly grasped the severed finger and raised it above his head.
"I swear to God...I only ask you for half an hour. If you regret it, I will strike five thunderbolts from the sky!"
This is an unimaginable scene, and it is a scene that everyone present will never forget. No one expected that this group of new soldiers would be so ruthless, and they would raise their morale.
"That's all, that's all...just keep these more than 100 kilograms here...Grandpa, I have been riding horses for heroes in this life, and I will have no regrets when I die...There are still eggs in my crotch, with I rushed over and smashed with all my strength to break open this damn hedgehog array..."
Blood! Only blood! Only blood on the battlefield can inspire more blood! On the battlefield of Zhiyang Zhigang, there will never be a shortage of good men who risk their lives. All they need is a reason, a reason that allows them to die calmly!
nice! New army! nice! Our King of Soldiers!
Not knowing who was the first, a low singing voice sounded from the snipers. It was a song that Xiao Letian once taught them, a military song that no one dared to sing in the land of the Qing Dynasty.
"I go up the mountain as a tiger, I go down to the sea as a dragon, I am a great hero in the world! I wave my hand to make rain, I dance to make the wind, look at my Chinese dragon rising in the east. After many thunderstorms, how many winds, and thousands of games Frost, I have spent thousands of winters, why should I be afraid of the wind, why should I be afraid of the rain, why should I be afraid of the shaking of the mountains and the ground. If I were shaken and lifted up into the sky, the force could swallow up a rainbow... I have gone through bloody storms, heard thunder and lightning, experienced ups and downs, but still Don’t be moved by it, let it rise and fall, let it rise, let the earth crack and the sky collapse, always yearn for the red sun in the east..."
"I go up the mountain as a tiger, I go down to the sea as a dragon, I am a great hero in the world! I wave my hand to make rain, I dance to make the wind, look at my Chinese dragon rising in the east. The sons and daughters of Pu Tianlong are twisted into a rope, do not believe in the mysterious land of China I do not lead the winds of the world. The mighty energy is like the great waves, surging with billions of dragon species. Among the turbulent winds and clouds, there is my Chinese dragon... Even though we have gone through hardships, even though we have suffered pains, through hardships and pains, the dragon clan still appears majestic. Do you feel that it is extraordinary? , I don’t think it’s ordinary either. You and I only believe in the glory of the dragon race…”
This is the first time that Xiao Letian's war song has sounded in the land of the Qing Dynasty. This is the real roar of the hidden dragon!
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