Chapter 56: The Style of That Shot

More than a thousand hook and sickle spears are like a forest, but this moving hook and sickle forest is like a giant beast from ancient times opening its huge mouth and devouring all the life in front of it.

A Qiang thousand-man team rushed forward, but this Qiang thousand-man team did not even hold on to half a pillar of incense, and was stabbed in the heart, hooked off the head or slit the throat with a sharp hook and sickle......

More than 2,000 rebel troops did not hesitate, and then swarmed up, and the result was a stunned scene, this ordinary hook and sickle formation, like a gluttony, did not show any discomfort because of the increase in rebels.

Shock.

It's just shocking.

In just a quarter of an hour, more than 3,000 rebel soldiers fell in front of the Xun Er Mansion.

What is this concept?

Such an efficient killing, I am afraid, can only occur in a thermal weapons war, and its tragedy even exceeds that of the Verdun meat grinder.

At this moment, not to mention being intimidated, even Chen Ying was shocked at this time.

Chen Ying didn't expect that this hook and sickle array would be so huge.

Chen Ying hurried into battle with a force composed of seventy or eighty percent of the recruits, these recruits, Chen Ying did not have time to train at all, in the course of the three-day rapid march, he taught the recruits a trick, straight stabbing with a gun, and a backhand back hook.

Although the recruits had already mastered this trick at this time, Chen Ying was still very worried that these recruits would flee in fear when they saw blood. For this reason, when Chen Ying arranged the troops, he lined up the horizontal knife team composed of the backbone generals of the Second Mansion to the hook and sickle formation, nominally one inch long and one inch strong, so that the hook and sickle soldiers were in the front, in fact, Chen Ying was that he used veterans to supervise the recruits.

At first, he put the veterans in front, and he wanted to gamble on the courage of the sidelines, but who had thought about the sidelines didn't even think about it, and directly ordered the attack. At this time, if he didn't change his tactics, as long as the veterans in the front row were killed by the rebellion, his remaining more than a thousand recruits would definitely collapse.

Thanks to Wei Wenzhong's reminder, otherwise Chen Ying really wouldn't have thought of this. These veterans act as overseers, and as long as anyone dares to retreat without orders, they will definitely not hesitate to enforce battlefield discipline.

When the first Qiang wolf soldier thousand-man team rushed up, many recruits were crying, their legs trembling and twisted into twists, and they stabbed a shot with their eyes closed, but when they found that these Qiang wolf soldiers who were like fierce gods did not rush in front of them at all, until these Qiang wolf soldiers either covered their throats that spurted blood, or covered their hearts viciously, fell to the ground in a frenzy, and let out a terrible howl when they were dying, they realized that it was so easy to kill the enemy.

The recruits of the Second Mansion found that they were unconsciously so powerful, and their morale was greatly boosted, and the hook and sickle spear in their hands was held more steadily, and when they stabbed out or withdrawn, the strength was even more rapid.

The eyes of the side were red, and he roared like a beast: "Kunlun God bless, kill all the Tang Nu!" ”

"Kunlun God bless, kill all Tang Nu."

The narrow mountain road is very beneficial to the second mansion, they don't need to worry about the enemy attack from the left and right flanks at all, they just need to concentrate on dealing with the enemy in front of them. What's more critical is that there are more than 40,000 people and horses in the air, but in this narrow terrain, they cannot give full play to the advantages of a large number of people.

Seeing this scene, Wei Wenzhong's mouth actually grinned to the root of his ears.

"General Chen is really a god, such a formation is enough to be proud of the world!"

Chen Ying pursed his lips and smiled disappreciatively. In fact, at this time, his hanging heart finally put it into his stomach. In fact, this set of formations was not created by Chen Ying, but imitated the Polish hussars more than 800 years later. Chen Ying stumbled upon the glorious exploits of the Polish hussars from the military forums of later generations, and this glorious cavalry unit created countless myths in military history, they defeated the Cossack cavalry, the Teutonic cavalry and the world-famous Mongol cavalry.

Chen Ying found that military enthusiasts summarized the magic weapon of hussars to win in three points: discipline, equipment and tactics, and the Polish hussars were the first troops in the world to put forward the strategic idea of cavalry phalanx. This made Chen Ying see an opportunity to learn. Of course, at this time, Chen Ying did not have a cavalry formation, and the only Yue cavalry regiment with more than 200 cavalry could not be moved at all in the narrow Shizhou. Chen Ying, a military layman, had a big brain, and transplanted the cavalry dense formation tactics of the winged cavalry to the infantry tactics.

He lined up more than a thousand hook and sickle gunners in a dense formation, people next to each other, shoulder to shoulder, unable to move. The hook and sickle gunners in this formation didn't even have a chance to turn around, they could only huddle and continue to move forward.

The Hook Scythe in this Phalanx can place three or four times the strength of a normal spear formation in an average unit area, which also means that an enemy needs to face three or four hook scythes at the same time, and if he dodges, he will be hit by one of the hook scythes or several at the same time.

On the battlefield, slowly only one voice remained.

"Shhh

The sound of a cold voice sounded in fear, directly infecting the other rebel soldiers, who slowly retreated in unison.

Mo Dake, who was beside him, looked at Chen Ying who was in the middle of the Tang Army with an uneasy expression, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his face.

Chen Ying drew his horizontal knife and swung it forward.

All the soldiers of the Second Mansion of Zhongxun won the first battle at this time, and they were very excited, especially the recruits in the army who found that these rebels seemed to be very stupid, like fools, standing there and not moving, letting them slaughter.

Thankfully, the rebel soldiers didn't know about it, otherwise they would have cried to death here.

They weren't stupid, they weren't stupid, they weren't stupid, they didn't want to hide, three or four hook and sickle spears stabbed at the same time, almost blocking all the space they could dodge, they couldn't avoid it at all, and there was no way to retreat.

"Kill!"

More than 1,000 hook and sickle gunners from the Second Mansion took a step in order.

However, the rebellion, which had more than 40,000 men, retreated in a hurry.

All the rebel soldiers, including the sidekicks, suddenly felt a sense of powerless despair in their hearts.

Yes, it's despair.

If it was a battlefield fight, these rebels who dared to lick blood on the edge of the knife would have already put life and death aside. But they didn't even see the enemy's side. Even if it is the most elite unit of the Tang Army, even if they are defeated, they may cause casualties to the enemy, and a total of ten lives for one life can also consume Chen Ying's troops.

However, Chen Ying's department was like a divine help, fighting for more than a quarter of an hour, and the casualties were still in the single digits.

Just being beaten and not being able to fight back is the most frustrating.

He was also ruthless at this time, pulled out his war knife, and slashed it on the neck of a Tibetan tribal leader, whose face was flushed with plateau red, and rolled to the ground like a leather ball.

Sticking the knife into the ground, the blade of the knife is nearly half a foot along the road.

"Whoever has passed this knife - die!"

The thousands of Qiang wolf soldiers around Mo Dake roared at this time: "Death to those who pass this knife!" ”

The Tibetan tribes, bandits, robbers, sand thieves, and ruffians suddenly bowed their heads, as if they were mourning.

"Fight, fight with Hangou!"

"Kill all the Han dogs, Kunlun God blesses!"

"Horizontal and vertical are all dead, fight!"

Seeing this, Chen Ying was not in a hurry, and shouted: "Brothers, are you tired? ”

"I can't die yet!"

Zhang Huaiwei spit out a mouthful of phlegm with a blood star and said, "I can't die yet!" ”

Chen Ying shouted again: "Are you afraid? ”

"Lao Tzu will hide them in the crotch!"

Chen Ying shouted: "Kill all the rebels!" ”

"Kill all the rebels!"

Just when Chen Ying led the troops to prepare to charge, suddenly the hook and sickle spear of a hook and sickle gunner in front of Chen Ying who was dripping blood suddenly stabbed at Chen Ying, and when Chen Ying found out, it was too late to dodge.