Chapter Forty-Six: Bloody Training

Jiang Zhiping sat on the boat, covered in paper armor and holding a spear three feet long.

Paper armor is a type of light armor and the cheapest type of armor. All the recruits who went to war wore this cheap armor. Jiang Zhiping knew that paper armor had good defense against bows and arrows, but he was afraid of melee weapons. And the spear in his hand can prevent the natives from getting close. With the sailor's bow and arrow behind him, he wasn't worried about getting hurt.

Cotton armor and leather armor cannot be used at all in hot and humid Southeast Asia, and when you wear it on your body, you will fall down from heat stroke before you can fight.

There are two kinds of sailor boats for attack missions, one is a small gunboat, seven zhang long and one zhang wide, with a light Franc cannon at the bow and stern, and a number of light guns such as bowl guns and tiger squat guns on both sides, and there are six such light gunboats in total. The other is the troop transport boat, five feet long and seven feet wide, without artillery, only the ship's bird gunners and hand-to-hand combatants serve as long-range firepower, and there are twelve such troop transport boats.

The fleet entered a bend in the river and gradually approached the tribe of Sulu Shengfan.

The Shengfan tribe to be attacked this time is a tribe of more than 1,000 people. In this tribe, there are about 300 Sulu Shengban warriors who can fight. The attacking company convoy consisted of more than 200 sailors, more than 500 recruits, and more than 200 army troops waiting in ambush on the retreat of the Sulus.

Suddenly, Jiang Zhiping heard the shouts of the natives on the shore.

"They've found us!" Jiang Zhiping shouted.

The sailor sneered at Ye Junyi: "If you find it, you will find it!" It's almost as good as they came to die! ”

At the bend of the river, three canoes rushed out, went down the river, and bravely killed the Nanyang Company warship that was going upstream.

"Fire!" Ye Junyi roared.

The light Franc cannon in the bow of the small gunboat spewed fire, and the river was filled with choking white smoke.

The shotgun burst out of the muzzle, the wire wrapped on the outside broke, the paper skin broke, and the iron beads inside erupted like a torrential rain, flying towards the canoe more than 100 meters away. Suddenly, the canoe was swept by a violent storm, and the Sulu on the boat was beaten into a hornet's nest and fell into the river like dumplings. Some of the iron beads fell into the river, and the water on the surface of the river was like a boiling pot, stirring up countless small water columns and blisters.

The troop transport boat passed by the side of the canoe, and several sailors and soldiers used bamboo poles to lift the canoe to the ground, and Sulu Shengfan, who was injured but not dead in the boat, also fell into the water and struggled in the river. There were also Sulu people who had just been hit by a shotgun and were not dead in the water. For a moment, the head of the river floated, and the Sulu people struggled, waving their arms, trying to swim back to the shore.

"Thorn!" The officer of the sailor gave a cold order.

The recruits on the ship, with trembling hands, followed the officer's order, with guns in both hands, and tremblingly stabbed the heads of the floating people on the river.

Some of them were stabbed at once, and the spears pierced the neck and chest under the head, and when they were pulled out again, the head sank into the water, and a pool of blood appeared on the surface of the river. There were also recruits who didn't hit their target because their hands were shaking so badly. For that kind of recruit, the officer of the naval division standing behind him did not hesitate to whip it down.

The whip of the sailor officer was drawn hard and accurately, all of which greeted the recruits' calves without paper armor protection. A whip went down, and the new soldier grinned in pain.

The spears stabbed out one after another, and the human heads floating on the water became fewer and fewer, and finally all disappeared.

The blood-stained river slammed into the boat, causing a blood-colored wave. The paddler's oars paddle in the river, raising their paddles with red foam.

"Wow!" Some of the recruits couldn't help it, lying on the edge of the boat, muffling and vomiting into the river.

The officer of the sailor division was not polite, and the whip was slammed on the calf of the recruit, who had no paper armor protection: "Get up!" Take up your weapons! ”

On the banks of the river, more and more Sulu people rushed to the canoes moored on the shore. The Sulus shouted unintelligible birds, brandished spears with stone spears, bows and arrows with animal bones, and scrambled to climb into the canoes.

"Fire!" Ye Junyi gave a cold order.

The light Franco-Rang machines, bowl-mouth guns, and tiger squat guns on the small gunboats, the bows and arrows and bird guns on the troop-carrying boats, and at the same time poured a dense number of projectiles and arrows into the shore, and the Sulu people fell in pieces. Many fell into the water, and others had already climbed into the canoe only to be killed in the cabin or knocked into the water.

Seeing that the "fire-breathing iron can" was wantonly slaughtering his own people, Sulu Shengfan, who was not dead, was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. There was another burst of arrows and projectiles from behind, and Sulu Shengfan suddenly fell in a large area.

"Ready to land!" Ye Junyi shouted.

Jiang Zhiping stood at the bow of the boat with a spear in his hand. When he had just assassinated the Sulu people who had fallen into the water, Jiang Zhiping had no mercy when he remembered the villagers who had been slaughtered, and the spear in his hand had already pierced three Sulu people, one of whom was directly pierced through the skull by Jiang Zhiping. The tip of the spear pierced through the Sulu's left eye and exited the back of the head. When the spear was drawn, it sprayed the surface of the river with white brains and dark red blood, polluting a large area of the river.

"Wow!" Seeing this bloody scene, several recruits around threw down their spears and threw up their spears on the edge of the boat.

Of course, Ye Junyi was not polite, and immediately raised his whip and slapped the calves of those recruits one by one.

"Ashore! Attention, give me a stab in the cabin, by the river, in the water, all the raw pans! Ye Junyi gave the order ruthlessly.

The boat rushed to the shore, and the recruits, under the supervision of the officers and men of the naval division, went ashore one after another.

According to Ye Junyi's order, the recruits armed with spears stabbed spears at the Sulu people who were lying on the ground twitching.

A recruit walked up to a corpse that had been disemboweled, only to see that the corpse's belly had been torn open by several iron beads, and it had already been beaten to pieces, and its broken liver and white intestines were mixed with dirty blood and all kinds of green and yellow filth, flowing all over the ground.

"Wow!" The recruit's face changed dramatically, he turned his head, threw away his spear, and crouched on the ground and vomited.

An officer of the naval division had already walked behind and whipped it down: "Stand up!" Grab your weapons and keep fighting! ”

The troop carriers in the back approached the shore one after another, and the recruits jumped off the boats one after another and boarded the river bank under the shouts of the officers of the naval division. But the bloody scene made many recruits weak in their hands and feet, and they couldn't form a formation at all.

Sulu Shengfan on the shore saw his opponent landing on the shore, and they all turned their heads and rushed over.

The officers and men of the Marine Division, who were in the rear to cover the fire, greeted the Sulus with random arrows and birds, and pinned them to the ground one by one.

The officers of the Sailor Division waved their whips and shouted for the recruits to quickly form a line.

"Smack" The whip in Ye Junyi's hand slammed into the back of a recruit: "Pick up your weapon!" Stand in formation! Just stand in line as you normally train! Use your spear to stab! ”

The recruits stood in formation under the leather whip, armed with spears, and marched forward in a neat formation under the command of a war drum according to the command of an army soldier.

"Whoosh" an arrow made of animal bones and pierced into the paper armor of a recruit.

"Ahh I've been shot! I'm going to die! The recruit cried, clutched his chest and crouched down.

There was a guy who was out of order, and there was a bit of confusion in the formation. However, under the shouting of the officer, it quickly returned to normal.

The crouching recruit was whipped severely: "Stand up! ”

The recruit staggered to his feet, only to realize that the arrow did not hurt in his chest at all, but the pain was in the calf that had been whipped by the whip.

The officer pulled out the arrow: "This backward arrow can't penetrate the paper armor on your body at all!" Get back! Keep fighting! ”

In fact, before the recruits set out, the officers explained to them that paper armor could defend against the bows and arrows of the natives, and even the spears with stone spearheads could be blocked. As long as it is not stabbed at close range with a sharp steel knife or a sharp iron spear, the paper armor can block all damage from the natives. But when they arrived on the battlefield, some recruits were frightened by the arrows that hit them, and they thought they were going to die, even though they were unscathed.

Protected by paper armor and wearing a six-petal iron helmet with wide brims, the natives could only inflict damage unless they could accurately shoot the recruits in the face, forearms, or calves. But it's easier said than done to shoot at these parts! What's more, there are also the sailor archers of the company's escort team suppressing them, and most of the natives are killed by the sharp arrows that come before they can release their arrows.

Realizing that their bows and arrows were useless to the guards of the convoy, the natives dropped their bows and arrows, grabbed the spears of stone spears and animal bones, and grabbed the stone hammers and stone axes, and rushed to the new convoy with a scream.

"Let's go! Forward stab! Chen Bingbo yelled.

Chen Bingbo, who was also Wang Xinyu's personal soldier, was now transferred to serve as the commander of the personal soldier.

"Kill!" The recruits let out a resounding roar in unison, and marched forward in unison under the orders of the officers and war drums.

Armed with a variety of variegated weapons, the Sulu soldiers rushed to the recruits. But to their sorrow, their spears were shorter than those of the recruits. This means that they can't stab the recruits, and the recruits can stab them to death with ease.

As for those Sulu Shengban, who were armed with stone axes and stone hammers, they couldn't get close to the spear array that stabbed out like lightning continuously, and before they could get close, they were killed one by one.

Several desperate Sulu Shengfan threw out the stone axes and stone hammers in their hands, turned and ran.

Two recruits were wounded by stone weapons thrown by Ikuban, but the recruits in the back immediately replenished the formation, keeping the front line of the first row straight into the enemy line.

Seeing the Sulu people who rushed up constantly being stabbed by themselves, those Sulu Shengfan, who were usually very fierce and like evil wolves, were slaughtered like lambs today, and these recruits became more and more comfortable fighting. The neat array of spears was like a razor, piercing back and forth through the Sulu crowd, leaving corpses strewn in its wake.

The Sulu people no longer had the morale to fight to the death, and they all turned around and ran.

The whole tribe was already in chaos, and the young and middle-aged men of Sulu who had fled back abandoned the tribe cottage with women, old people and children, rushed out of the only gate in the south, and fled deep into the jungle.

Wang Xinyu, who had already been ambushed on the only retreat of the Sulu people, heard the noise coming from the mountain road, and knew that Sulu Shengfan was coming.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!" Wang Xinyu gave an order.

Seeing the Sulu people appear in the mountain road, Wang Xinyu shouted: "Release!" ”

The Spanish mercenaries lying in ambush on both sides of the hillside pushed the boulders down the hillside.

"Boom" huge stones tumbled, rolled down the mountain, and smashed into the crowd of Sulus, smashing the Sulu ghosts and howling wolves. One of the five or six hundred pounds of boulder crushed three students in a row, crushing them into meat patties. A stone the size of a millstone smashed directly on the Sulu people's heads, smashing the Sulu people's brains. Some people were hit by stones in the body and immediately vomited blood and fell, and some people were crushed to their hands and feet, holding on to the injured area in pain, and their facial expressions were distorted and deformed, but then a stone came and helped him end the pain.

The musketeers pushed the chopped wood down the hill.

The rolling logs fell on the piles of stones that were gradually rising, creating a wall of stone and wood on the mountain road, blocking Sulu's path.

"Kill!" Wang Xinyu pulled out his steel knife and pointed at the Sulu people under the mountain.

With the Spanish halberd mercenaries in front and Liu Qi's musket team behind, they descended from the mountain and climbed the wall of stone and wood.

At this time, some Sulu people who tried to escape also climbed up, and they were stabbed by the condescending halberd soldiers, and a bloody hole appeared in the chest, and they fell backwards on their backs, and rolled down from the pile of rubbles one by one.

"Fire in the front row!" Liu Qi gave an order.

Liu Qi's family team learned to shoot in three stages after Wang Xinyu's training in the past few days, and the fifty musketeers were divided into three rows, two rows of seventeen people, and one row of sixteen people, and took turns firing fiercely at the Sulu people who were blocked on the mountain road.

Bullets continued to pour into the Sulu crowd one after another, sending flesh and blood flying and a blinding mist of blood filling the air.

"Kill!" The mercenaries jumped from the rocks and slaughtered the Sulu with halberds in hand.

Jumping off the rocks, unable to form a team for a while. But to deal with the Sulus, who had already collapsed, the mercenaries had strong plate armor on their bodies, and there was no need to form a group at all. At this time, Wang Xinyu also discovered the benefits of the halberd: it can not only form a spear formation to fight, but also use it to deal with cavalry, and it can fight alone. Zheng Jiajun's long-handled knife can also take over the battle, and it can also fight alone. However, the long-handled knife is not as long as the halberd, and the battle in formation is not as good as the halberd soldiers; Fighting alone, the long-handled knife lacks a hook action, and it is not as powerful as the halberd.

Shouts of killing also sounded behind Sulu Shengfan, and the sailors and recruits had already arrived.

Seeing that there was no way to enter the heavens and no way to enter the earth, these Sulu students knelt on the ground one after another and surrendered to the company's escorts who were attacked from both sides.

But in Wang Xinyu's eyes, the battle is not over yet.

"Kill!" Wang Xinyu gave an order to those recruits, "Kill them all!" Not a single one to stay! ”

For this tribe, Wang Xinyu didn't want a captive. Because there are too many people, even if you leave the women, you can't manage it, so it's better to kill them all.

"General!" One of the recruits arched his hand, "But they have already surrendered, and it is ominous to kill prisoners!" ”

Other recruits also said: "General, we are a division of benevolence and righteousness, and most of them are women, children, old and weak......

Wang Xinyu glanced at the recruits, and suddenly his eyes flashed with anger, pointing to the Sulu Shengfan who was kneeling on the ground and said to the recruits: "Have you forgotten the compatriots who were slaughtered? It's these Sulu Shengfan, how many Han Chinese did they kill? Those women, they have also eaten the flesh of our compatriots! And those children, who watched their families being killed by us, the seeds of hatred had already sprouted in their hearts, and when they grew up, could you guarantee that they would not seek revenge from us? ”

Jiang Zhiping thought of the children and old people who were killed in his village, and the woman who was ravaged to death, his eyes were red: "General! I got it! ”

After speaking, Jiang Zhiping held up his spear and pierced the chest of an old Sulu man. Then another shot pierced a Sulu kid about seven or eight years old.

"Kill!" The soldiers were aroused by Jiang Zhiping's murderous aura and slaughtered the Sulu crowd one after another.

In a few moments, all the Sulu people fell in a pool of blood.

But at this time, almost all the recruits, seeing the corpses everywhere, squatted down one after another, and vomited profusely. Even Jiang Zhiping, who had fought before, looked at the children and women who died in his hands, and then saw that there was still a piece of intestines hanging on the tip of his gun, and he bent down and began to vomit.

"Dinner in the evening! Tofu brain, fried liver, fried pig heart, fried intestines, and one person has a red persimmon! Wang Xinyu shouted.

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