"Uncle, what if the enemy is not fooled?" Zhao Ji touched the big bag on his face, glanced at his uncle's face, and felt that it was really not a question of whether to wipe mud or not.

Obviously, there was a big mosquito lying on my uncle's cheeks, moving his arms and legs, posing, and pouting his buttocks...... I didn't get into it. The mosquito still wonders, is the buffalo skin thick, let's take it right, is it the wrong thing?

immediately took off and circled around my uncle's head twice, and after confirming that it was a person, he fell back to his original position, and changed several positions and still didn't get in. Angry, the mosquito flew in a disordered manner, so he had to land on the blade of grass next to it and plan to rest for a while, but a small frog suddenly sprang out of the water, opened its mouth and swallowed the mosquito.

"Do you know what my uncle is best at?" As soon as Hong Tao's left eye was closed, he killed a big mosquito that was planning to communicate with his heart, and let its corpse hang on his eyelashes to deter Xiaoxiao.

"The sixth brother said that it is the way of businessmen, no matter what is in the hands of my uncle, it can be turned into money!" Zhao Ji has been famous for this uncle for a long time, but he has never been close, only hearsay, and has no understanding of his own.

"No, don't listen to your starlings, in fact, my uncle, what I'm best at is telling nonsense and deceiving people. The essence of governing the country, businessmen, and marching and fighting wars is to deceive people. Obviously, we have no way back, but we want to go north in a big way, which is a lie. Obviously wants to take the road and escape, but he has to set up a decisive battle here, which is also a lie. The enemy can not be fooled once, but he can't stand the uncle from lying to them every day, as long as he is fooled once, it is enough. ”

Hong Tao thinks that when he used to teach the children's group, there was too much positive education, and as a result, they all grew into crooked melons and cracked dates, so it was better to do the opposite, teach bad from a young age, and it would be the other way around when he didn't grow up, Zhao Ji was the experimental material. A king of a dead country is not a good thing in the first place, so let's contribute to the cause of education.

"Then why didn't my uncle trick the yellow-haired monster to stay, the emperor's brother still wants to marry her as the queen." Zhao Ji has a little understanding, no wonder mosquitoes can't bite in, can he say that the deception is so unfathomable, and he is still afraid of mosquitoes?

"Alas...... Oops, this big mosquito...... Don't move...... Syllable! Hong Tao sighed deeply, which pot is not opened, who said that children can't fight? I'm not beating you, I'm helping you fight mosquitoes, why use so much effort, figure it out for yourself!

"Eighth Uncle...... Did you teach me how to use a knife? Zhao Ji was pumped by this big mouth and stared straight in front of his eyes, and there was a wet mud handprint on his face, knowing that he was being bullied, but he couldn't resist, he held his mouth and held back his tears for half the weather, quietly walked to the other end of the wooden row, and stabbed Baga, who was holding a long knife and pretending to sleep.

"It's hard to learn a knife, and it's useless for you to learn it." Baga opened one eye, looked at Zhao Ji, whose tears were rolling in his eyes, and reluctantly gave an answer.

"Useful...... Brush Brush Brush! Zhao Ji lowered his voice a little lower, and made a slashing gesture at Hong Tao's back. has grown so big, and no one has ever slapped himself, it's too aggrieved.

"Good...... Hit the mosquitoes on my body, hit them hard, kill ten and I'll teach you! The corners of Baga's mouth twitched, and he smiled. Then he took out a short knife and cut off a reed pole from the side of the wooden row and handed it to Zhao Ji.

"Smack...... Smack......" Zhao Ji also fought, and the first two hits were empty.

"Hard, it just stabbed you!" Baga opened one eye again, waved the short knife, and slapped a mosquito on his leg with the knife face, still with blood.

"Smack...... Hit, one! Zhao Ji plucked up his courage, looked at a mosquito that landed on Baga's back, and pumped it hard.

"Master, this kid may really be able to learn knives...... "In just a few minutes, Zhao Ji killed five mosquitoes on Baga body, don't look at the strength, but the eyes are fast. This made Baga a little surprised, and asked Hong Tao in a low voice who was still competing with the fish in the water.

“…… Then learn, the liar knows how to swordsmanship, and no one can stop it. It's a pity that the thin gold body, anyway, I don't know what the thin gold body looks like......" Hong Tao raised his head and thought about it, the big liar who can play with knives seems to have a broader way out in the future than a pure liar, and agreed.

The reeds are peaceful and quiet, except for some water birds that rise and fall from time to time, that is, mosquitoes are rampant, but this little movement is not as good as a fart compared to the east coast.

The Jin soldiers came very quickly, almost chasing the horsetail of the forward battalion and rushing across the Fu River, and never buckle the ropes, as soon as they came up, they attacked with all their might, more than 10,000 cavalry divided into more than ten units, and attacked on the whole line, trying to break the defense line of the new army on the south bank in one fell swoop by taking advantage of the rout.

But in the face of more than 6,000 muskets and dozens of cannons, none of them were broken through, and only a piece of human and horse corpses were thrown down. The muskets were not allowed to fire at full speed, and the field guns were only allowed to fire sporadically with shotguns when the enemy was within 200 paces.

Thirty-three and thirty-four fully understood what Hong Tao meant, and performed very hard, and the chief Jin felt that if he worked harder, he could win, and he did not hesitate to pay the price of some soldiers' casualties.

Wanyan Aguta did not cross the river immediately, but stayed on the north bank with more than 5,000 elite troops, carefully surveying the positions and various items abandoned by the enemy. In front of him were shovels, canned food, rice candy, backpacks, sleeping bags, tarps, helmets, muskets, and most of them were new objects that he had never seen before.

"This thing must be for me!" But what made him most excited was those muskets like eyebrow sticks, although he didn't know how to use this thing, but from the general structure, Wanyan Aguda had already seen some signs.

It fired not arrows, but lead bullets the size of a fingernail, as evidenced by the corpse. Being hit by this lead bullet is more damaging than being shot by an arrow from a hard crossbow, no longer a small hole, but a fist-sized blood hole, the internal organs and bones are broken, there is no need to hit the vital point, as long as the torso is hit, the person is basically hopeless.

"Let the tribal soldiers take turns to attack, don't stop for a moment, you take the headquarters to supervise the battle, retreat and shoot them all!"

But after searching the whole land, I couldn't find anything to stuff into the iron pipe, let alone how to launch it. Wanyan looked at the new army on the other side of the river and gave the order to die.

Even if you lose this one, as long as you can find the other parts of this thing and figure out how to use it, it's worth it. If a few more Song soldiers and craftsmen who are familiar with this thing can be captured, it will be a big victory, and it will be worth it to let out all these tens of thousands of elites.

Wanyan Aguta has already seen the power of this thing, if he can make the Jin army also equipped, and if he encounters any enemy, he can shoot with this thing first, so that his military heart will be shaken, and then supplemented by the Jurchen Iron Cavalry, where can he go?

If Hong Tao knew about this kind of thought, he would die of laughter. Well, they are all equipped with breech-loading rifled guns, and Nima is counting on hand-to-hand combat. Although the new army is popularizing spear stabbing, the skill of fighting bayonets is only a small part of the training, and it is enough to make do with a few strokes, and it is not required to be able to use bayonets to fight against the opponent's cold weapons.

The role of the bayonet was more to kill wounded soldiers and prisoners on the battlefield instead of bullets, so as not to consume too much ammunition. In addition, it is also to familiarize the recruits with this bloody scene as soon as possible, after all, killing a person in a few hundred meters and stabbing a person to death face to face feels completely different.

"Eldest sister, is it okay to sound the horn cannon, there are less than 3,000 gold soldiers left on the north bank, and their beetle is also there, maybe the principal can catch the main general." No matter how many people charged, Thirty-Four did not pay much attention to it, and from time to time ordered the artillery to fire less. Seeing that a large number of golden soldiers had crossed the river, he was a little impatient, for fear of delaying the fighter.

"Since Jin Bing has pressed all the lines, he won't retreat easily if he doesn't hit them. This is the case with the Dangxiang people, the Tangut people, and presumably the same with the Jurchens. The headmaster had few men and few field artillery, so it would be too much pressure for the enemy to discover his intentions too early. Let's talk about it a little longer, let the forward battalion slow down the firing frequency, put on the bayonet, and put in some of the enemy! ”

Thirty-three held down the arm raised by thirty-four, the division of labor between the sister and brother is very clear, the elder sister is responsible for tactical command, and the younger brother is responsible for execution, in terms of grasping the changes on the battlefield, thirty-three is indeed a head taller, and he is even more good at acting and deceiving people.