Chang people call all non-Han people Fan people, especially those who live in the mountains and forests, as Fan barbarians. Many people who call themselves scholars call them savages, mountain and forest savages.
When it comes to talking, the savages are definitely not as good as these literati.
But if a hundred of these scholars were thrown into the mountains and forests, ninety-nine of them would die in ten days, and the remaining one would join the Fan tribe as a younger brother.
Even Chu Qing has never been to Hucheng, let alone how the Hunu tribe lives in the mountains and forests.
Chen Yan, Gao Fenghuang and others have experienced this for several months, so they know very well that no matter how elite the Chang Dynasty's army is, if they enter the mountains and forests, with the same number of people, they will be killed by the Ban people. If it is in the dark night, When fighting in China, let alone fighting against Fan people, the direction cannot be clearly distinguished. If you hold up a torch, you will really become a living target.
This is also the unique advantage of the Ban people who live in the mountains and forests. I dare not say that the vision in the dark is like daylight, at least it is much better than ordinary people. Plus they are familiar with the terrain, fighting in the dark has no problem at all.
This is true for the Lake Girl tribe, and it is also true for the aborigines of this strange Ryukyu Island.
No one knew that countless figures were hiding in the darkness and dense forest, holding their breath and watching them in the dark.
Chu Qing was very excited and wanted to show up to cheer him up.
He always thought that killing Japanese thieves with his own hands would feel great.
Now he knows that the feeling of Japanese thieves killing each other is even better.
The stream had already been dyed red, and the ignited weapons and provisions illuminated the faces of the Japanese thieves extremely ferociously.
"Look, I said it, normal people can't guess the motivations and actions of the Japanese thieves. I'm so lucky today that I encountered the Japanese thieves killing each other, hahaha."
Chu Qing slowly stood up, wrapped the cloth around the handle of the knife, and prepared to lead his brothers to intervene.
The third brother glanced at Chu Qing and felt a thump in his heart.
He knew that whenever his young master said he was lucky, something special would happen.
However, after noticing the uncle next to him who was looking for someone to borrow a knife, the third brother felt at ease again. Not only were the positives and negatives balanced, the uncle should be much stronger.
Almost all were killed, and no one could tell which side was which. After a while, more than a thousand people were fighting in a melee, and only more than 300 people were left. More than 200 people killed more than 100 people.
In large-scale melee battles with cold weapons, especially in rugged terrain, proportionally speaking, the battle losses on both sides did not rise very quickly. In many battles, tens of thousands of people participated in the battle. After fighting for a whole morning, the number of casualties may not even be two or three thousand. .
However, if it is a small-scale melee on such a relatively wide terrain, the battle damage rate will increase very quickly.
Cuttlefish, who was carrying a divine arm crossbow, asked: "Are you using gunpowder arrows?"
"No." Chu Qing shook his head: "Who knows if there are other Japanese thieves nearby, let's fight hand to hand. There are not many survivors left, and the physical strength is almost exhausted. We intervene suddenly. Whether they have fighting spirit is a matter of debate... "
After a pause, Chu Qing showed a treacherous smile: "When the winning camp enjoys the moment of victory, we will rush out and give them a fatal attack on foreign capital."
After observing for a moment with squinted eyes, Chu Qing pointed at a tall and fierce Japanese thief wearing full-body armor: "That one, leave him alive, he looks pretty fierce, pick off his hand and hamstrings, don't kill him." die."
The soldiers began to whisper to each other, and pointed to the comrades around them who looked like a general among the Japanese thieves. This would be the only survivor, but he would only live for an extra moment and a half at most. Third Brother and After he "communicated", he was still going to be killed.
The internecine killings of the Japanese thieves finally ended. Even if they killed their own people, these Japanese thieves showed no mercy and were extremely ruthless in their attacks.
What made Chu Qing and others secretly surprised was that even if many Japanese thieves lost their fighting ability and were lying on the ground, other Japanese thieves would completely kill them. This situation was somewhat abnormal.
You must know that when the army is fighting, if the enemy thief is fatally injured and loses the ability to fight, the army will not immediately make up for the damage, but will continue to consume the enemy's vitality. First, it will save physical strength, and second, during the melee, The last touch will be distracting. Even if it is less than one second, one extra action can determine one's life or death.
But when these Japanese thieves kill their own people, they must make sure that the enemy is dead, and then slash the butcher knife at another enemy. This situation is extremely abnormal.
No matter what, the battle between the thieves is over.
And the battle of the East China Sea Marine Corps, the first unofficial pirate group since the beginning of the Dachang Dynasty, began.
Qin Qi, who was already trembling with excitement, raised his long sword high: "Chang, Wan..."
Before he could say the word "win", Chu Qing kicked him over and shouted: "Oppas, use K to reach, cool Lvmou will use K to reach, Smecta, special reach!"
As a little learning master who often browses Japanese and Korean materials, Chu Qing is proficient in more than one small language, including European and American ones. He has read more or less... No, he has also dabbled in more or less.
The soldiers didn't understand, but they were all used to it. Marshal Chu was just like this, nagging every day, just rush up and chop the Japanese thieves to death.
There is no need to form a formation at all. To deal with such tired soldiers, just rush up and stab them and that's it.
In fact, after marching all the way, these navy troops were also a little tired. The tired soldiers versus the tired soldiers, it depends on who is more tired.
The soldiers are not idiots. They are just in the name of pirates. Chu Qing must have spoken the language of Fanbang. Everyone will understand immediately. They are just afraid that they will be exposed as Chang people by letting them go alive.
Holding their long swords high, the soldiers were like tigers coming out of their cages, shouting loudly.
"Smita Smita~~~"
“Smita, it’s so special~~~”
The Ying thief who had just finished the battle turned his head and turned around. The first expression on his face was not panic, but confusion, deep confusion.
Looking at this group of killing gods shouting Smecta with murderous intent, the thief's mind went blank, as if his computer was down.
They couldn't understand what was happening.
Where did these "Smectas" come from?
They don't need to know where Smecta came from, they just need to know how they disappeared.
Facing the Japanese thieves, the Marine Corps troops had only one language: drink the blood of the enemy thieves with long swords!
This time, Chu Qing rushed quickly, with his third brother still protecting him, while Qin Qi took Bao Dan's place.
Chu Qing ran the fastest, leaping high, and then...actually, the leap was not too high, he just sprinted, about forty centimeters above the ground, no matter what, he used his strength to split Huashan.
It's not unreasonable for Mrs. Tao to be jealous of Fu San. In this world, the third brother will always be the person who knows Chu Qing best.
The third brother did not choose to take action, but asked his young master to take first blood. All he had to do was to prevent any hidden arrows from attacking, so that Chu Qing could concentrate on killing people, and he would only take action when encountering a tough situation.
Chu Qing's knife struck hard on the shoulder of Ying Thief, who finally showed fear.
"Ah~~~"
This "ah" sound is very exaggerated, but it is indeed the sound that the Japanese thief shouted after being stabbed.
"Go to hell." Chu Qing kicked the Japanese thief in front of him down, blood spattered, and the six hundred soldiers waved their swords and told the Japanese thief in their own language that the debt collectors were here!
No matter how later generations of film and television works weakened the Japanese thieves, one thing cannot be denied. The Japanese thieves are very fierce. This fierceness is deep in the bones, and it is not just a matter of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Without any warning, a group of uninvited guests arrived. After a brief period of shock and panic, the ferocity in the thief's bones was once again aroused.
The sound of swords and guns clashing was endless, and blood and bones flew everywhere.
Although the Japanese thieves had fought hard and had already exhausted most of their physical strength, it did not mean that they would be captured without mercy. Moreover, they also saw that these brave men who shouted Smecta were not prepared to capture them alive, no matter what. It's all about death, why not give it a try.
No matter how fierce he is, it is the body that determines life and death. The mental fighting spirit cannot change the physical exhaustion.
The moon is not as strong as the sun. The shy moon pulls the dark clouds, blocking its sight, unwilling to look at this one-sided massacre on the earth.
"Kill all these Ying... Smecta them, kill them to death!"
Chu Qing roared and rushed towards the Ying thief general who was extremely brave just now but now kept retreating and yelling.
Just now in the dark, I felt that this Japanese thief was extremely strong and tall, but because of the reference, he was actually just over 1.7 meters tall, and he was still a fat man after all.
Chu Qing's facial features had become a little ferocious.
Since Wang Tianyu is not here, as the commander-in-chief, he will naturally take down the enemy general. This is the rule!
Qin Qi used a sword instead of a long knife, and his swordsmanship was extremely elegant.
There were not many people around Chu Qing who used swords, and the only one left was Nangong Ping.
It's just that Nangong Ping went astray, and now when he goes to the battlefield, he looks like a man walking around like a Mohist machine. He sprinkles powder on his sleeves, picks out iron balls from his crotch, draws a dagger from his waist, and sometimes there are two wires sticking out of his boots. The sword on his waist has completely become a decoration.
Qin Qi didn't have so many chores. His family background was rooted in martial arts training at a young age. The long sword was like a poisonous snake spitting out messages.
The third brother had Qianji in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. He watched Wulu and Chu Qing with his eyes and listened to all directions, but he hardly took any action.
Chu Qing didn't need to worry about his left and right sides. He knew Qin Qi's skills and even more so his third brother's bravery. He ran directly in front of General Fatty the Thief in a straight line.
General Ying Thief yelled for a long time. When he saw that no one could come and fight alongside him, he retreated with his right leg and roared with blood-red eyes.
"Is Anadava going to die?"
"Ganyima, that's a big watermelon!" Chu Qing slashed out with his long sword: "Suffer death!"
With a "bang" sound, Chu Qing's sword flew away and was broken by General Ying Thief's long sword. The sword was drawn out very fast. Just as he was about to use the second sword, the third brother waved his hand and Qianji drew a stream of sword. , pierced the opponent's palm.
Chu Qing instantly broke into a cold sweat. He really didn't expect that the opponent's knife was so fast, let alone that the opponent's knife was so hard!
Chu Qing was stunned for a moment and yelled: "Fuck him together!"
The third brother was waiting for this sentence. In Chu Qing's eyes, the other party was a master, but in the third brother's eyes, the other party was broken in every way.
Using both legs, he leaped high into the air, not splitting Huashan with all his strength, but stabbing straight into the heart of the Ying Thief General.
At this moment, two streams of light came from nowhere, one went straight to Fu San's flank, and the other went straight to the brow of General Ying Thief.
Qin Qi's expression changed dramatically, and he quickly extended his long sword, blocking one of the arrows. The other arrow hit the head of the Ying Thief General, and the arrow penetrated three inches into the skull.
The third brother turned around and looked at Chu Qing with a look of horror on his face.
Has the young master mastered the art of concealed weapons to the point where he can fling arrows out of thin air?
Chu Qing waved his hands repeatedly: "It's not me, not this time..."
I can't speak any more.
Not long after, countless figures came out from all directions, countless, like ghosts and ghosts in the dark night.
Chu Qinghuner was so frightened that he flew away: "Form up a formation, everyone come over and form an formation!"
The third brother was extremely calm, looked at these uninvited guests, and nodded secretly.
I'm just telling you, it's true!
