At his urging, the soldiers quickly boarded the boat and rushed towards the opposite shore. The expected artillery interception did not appear, and Wu Shuang led the team to the coast smoothly.

After going ashore, Wu Shuang quickly asked the team to form a defensive formation, and without waiting for anyone else, he directly advanced towards the Jurchen camp.

Wu Shuang always wanted to get the honor of counterattacking Liaodong first, so as soon as he came ashore, he immediately advanced to the Jurchen camp.

Although today's Jurchens were a little abnormal, not only did they not intercept the Changxing army crossing the sea, but there was no movement even in the camp, Wu Shuang still resolutely rushed towards the camp.

After Wu Shuang arrived at the camp, he found that the camp was empty. The Jurchens had withdrawn at some point, and they were nervous in vain.

Just when everyone was relaxing, a hundred and ten Jurchen armor soldiers suddenly rushed out in the woods on the side, and they brandished their swords and rushed towards Wu Shuang's hundred people.

The appearance of the Jurchens made Wu Shuang's team tense for a while, they almost forgot the skills taught by the instructors in their usual days, and some of them turned around and ran.

The man who wanted to escape had not yet taken three steps before he was shot in the thigh by an arrow. Wu Shuang said with a cold face: "Take it!" After the war, it was handed over to the commander's personal soldiers. ”

"Don't, Xiucai! I know it's wrong, let me go! The soldier kept begging for mercy, but Wu Shuang was unmoved.

Escaping on the battlefield and not shooting him on the spot was already soft-hearted, how could he let go of this guy who fled when he saw the Jurchens.

"Spear and shield guards, fire guns and guns are ready for battle!" Wu Shuang's shouts made the panicked recruits move, and the rigorous training made the soldiers form a conditioned reflex.

These standard tactical maneuvers do not go through the brain at all, and the soldiers instinctively stand in battle formation.

As soon as the Jurchen armor soldier passed sixty steps, Wu Shuang immediately opened the order to fire. A fire gun rang out, and for a while, the team was filled with gunsmoke, and the sound of guns resounded throughout the battlefield.

Ma Xiaoliu stood in the second row, he was half-squatting on the ground. Listening to the sound behind me, I felt a feeling of wetness in my lower body.

The memories of being on the ship suddenly hit his heart again, and looking at the Jurchens with hideous faces, his heart couldn't stop beating. Ma Xiaoliu felt that his heart was about to jump out of his mouth, and he shouted with all his strength.

"Come on! Jiannu! Lao Tzu is not afraid of you! A roar came out of his throat, as if he wanted to shout out all the fear in his heart.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

"Damn Jiannu, grandpa is waiting for you to die!"

……

For a while, Wu Shuang's team shouted all kinds of slogans.

At this time, the gap between the recruits and the veterans can be seen, and one round of lead bullets can be fired in three breaths during training, and a second round has not been issued after more than ten breaths.

The Jurchens quickly rushed forward, and they shot heavy arrows at their horses and covered the Changxing army. For a while, Wu Shuang's team screamed again and again, and many people were wounded by bows and arrows, lying on the ground and howling.

The remaining soldiers became even more nervous, and the Jurchens did not fire a second round of bullets until they reached thirty paces. After a burst of gunsmoke, one-third of the Jurchen armor soldiers who were originally one hundred and ten fell off their horses, and the rest continued to rush up.

"Grenade! Cast! Wu Shuang ignored the wounded soldier and loudly ordered those who could still move to throw grenades.

At this moment, he regretted a little, he shouldn't have let a group of recruits take risks for the so-called first counterattack on Liaodong.

In order to be the first to land in Liaodong, he made a military order in front of the commander. If they could not withstand the attack of the Jurchens, they would be severely punished.

Seeing that more than 20 people had fallen from the robes he had been with day and night, his heart was full of remorse, and his eyes were full of hatred when he looked at the Jurchens.

Fortunately, although the recruits were nervous, most of them had seen blood and knew the cruelty of war. Ma Xiaoliu and they have participated in the battle against the water bandits, not to mention, even the displaced people in Shandong are no strangers to death.

There is no death among the displaced people, especially those who have participated in the siege of the city, the filling of the river, etc., and they understand the danger of war.

What they lacked was nothing more than the experience of the match, and after the battle just now, these recruits gradually recovered from the panic.

Hearing Wu Shuang's order, he immediately threw the grenade. The grenades thrown by the recruits did not pay attention to the level of the veterans at all, and they were thrown out in one go.

After the explosion and the smoke of gunpowder, fifty Jurchen armored soldiers rushed up. These armor soldiers who were holding the dying saw the panicked faces of the recruits of the Changxing Army, and they grinned and screamed on their horses.

The armor soldiers didn't wait long for them to be complacent, and three sharp arrows shot at them one after another. The three soldiers who rushed to the front fell to the ground, and the morale of the soldiers was stagnant, and the recruits erupted in cheers.

Wu Shuang's Lianzhu Arrow Method came too timely, injecting a shot of strength into the Changxing army, which was about to fight with the Jurchen armor soldiers.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!" Wu Shuang's voice sounded from the rear of the team, and at the same time, three sharp arrows were shot, and the three armor soldiers of the other party were shot off the horse again.

The Jurchen armor soldiers also rushed to the front of the Changxing army, and the armor soldiers who rushed to the front collided with the spear and shield soldiers in the front row.

Suddenly, the front row of the Changxing army was a group of people on their backs, although the spears on the shield shelves stabbed the Jurchen horses down.

But they also managed to knock away several spear and shield soldiers in the front row, and the Jurchen armor soldiers smashed into the array of the Changxing army along the gap that they collided with.

Wu Shuang couldn't help but be anxious when he saw his array being broken by the other party, and he shouted loudly to the overwhelmed firecracker: "Is it a burning stick in your hand?" When will you not shoot yet? ”

"Xiucai! The instructor said that the firecrackers must be shot in line to be powerful, and now they are not in an array at all, how can they shoot? One soldier said in a panic.

Wu Shuang was immediately furious, he shot the bow and arrow in his hand and roared: "When is Dutemu, what do you have to worry about queuing." If you don't open the gun again, Lao Tzu will engage in your military law! ”

It was the first time for the firecrackers to see Wu Shuangfa with such a big fire, and they didn't dare to disobey the order, and they started shooting piecemeal at the Jurchen armor soldiers on the horse.

At such a close distance, the Jurchen armor soldiers on horses became the best targets, and after a bang, there were still more than thirty armor soldiers left on the horses.

The Jurchen armor soldiers realized the threat of the firecrackers, and they jumped off their horses and fought on foot under the command of Niu Lu Zhangjing.

The combat effectiveness of the Jurchens who jumped to the ground did not weaken in the slightest, and they danced with big swords and tigers, killing the spear and shield sisters of the Changxing army against the defeated and retreating.

Ma Xiaoliu no longer had the position he had just now, he had already put up his shield and fought against an armored soldier with a gun in both hands.

The soldier in front of him was very fierce and had already slashed three of his companions. Ma Xiaoliu's eyes were fixed on the enemy, and the palms of the guns were involuntarily oozing sweat.

Suddenly, the Jurchen armor soldier on the opposite side moved, and he danced his big knife and rushed towards Ma Xiaoliu. Ma Xiaoliu immediately followed the usual training movements, his back hand was close to his waist and abdomen, his front hand was aimed at the enemy, and he used the power of his waist and abdomen to stab the spear in his hand.

But his must-kill blow missed, and the Jurchen armor soldier suddenly dodged his must-kill shot, and also clamped Ma Xiaoliu's gun with his armpit. At the same time, the Jurchen armor soldiers also deceived themselves, and the big knife in their hands slashed down on the head.

Ma Xiaoliu wanted to draw his gun to block, but the spear was caught by the enemy. Seeing that the enemy's steel knife was on top of his head, Ma Xiaoliu quickly turned around and bowed his head, giving up his back to the Jurchen armor soldiers.

The Jurchen's big knife just slashed the shield behind Ma Xiaoliu, and the huge force slashed Ma Xiaoliu and rushed forward, and a dog gnawed mud and fell to the ground. If it weren't for the protection of the helmet, Ma Xiaoliu, who had just become married, would have broken his appearance.

Ma Xiaoliu, who fell to the ground, was just about to turn over and get up, when the Jurchen armor soldiers came closer. The big knife looked at Ma Xiaoliu with the sound of the wind, and just when Ma Xiaoliu thought he was going to die, a sharp arrow hit the throat of the Jurchens.

The big sword of the Jurchen armor soldier stopped in the air, and he looked at Wu Shuang more than a dozen steps away unwillingly. His body shook and fell to the ground, and the big knife in his hand was also "Dang!" "A thud fell to the ground.

Ma Xiaoliu, who was stunned, heard Wu Shuang's voice in his ears, "To assassinate the enemy, you must observe the enemy's dodge, and you must pay attention to the direction of the enemy's dodge." I can't save you every time, be careful! ”

Wu Shuang in melee combat is like Li Guang's possession, and whenever a recruit is in danger, his bow and arrow will not be missed.

His support gave the recruits a boost of confidence, and they gradually took the initiative in the engagement. The musketeers also saw the opportunity to shoot, knocking the Jurchen armor soldiers to the ground.

"Changxing Army! Advance! Wu Shuangdi's voice sounded in the team, and the whole team shouted after him.

"The Changxing Army is advancing!"

"Forward!"

"Kill all the slaves!"

……

In a series of slogans, Wu Shuang's recruits were like rainbows, defeating the remaining Jurchen armor soldiers.

It didn't take long to be slaughtered, looking at the corpses of the Jurchen armor soldiers all over the ground, the more than fifty recruits who were still standing cheered in unison, "We won!" ”

Wu Shuangke did not have the joy of victory of the recruits, although they withstood the attack of the Jurchen armor soldiers and completed the task.

But the casualties paid were too great, and the casualties of more than 40 people made Wu Shuang's heart bleed.

A recruit who had been hit by an arrow fell to the ground with his chest heaving violently, his mouth slightly open, as if there was something unspoken. Wu Shuang came to the soldier and put his head to the soldier's lips to hear the soldier's last words.

When he put his ear close to the soldier's mouth, what he heard was: "Changxing Army!" Advance! ”