Lu Ming

Chapter 424: School Field ([-])

The ten armors that had been targeted were sent back to the Ming people again.

Mei Fuxi, who had already walked in front of people, with a serious expression on her face, reached out and grabbed a pair of armor for a closer inspection.

Of course, the armor has not changed, it is still made of fine iron and cowhide, and the emblem of Zuowei is still engraved on the inner lining.It's just that there are a few more holes and cracked marks on the armor surface at this moment.

Mei Fuxi slowly stretched out her finger, and pressed lightly on the bullet hole, feeling the burr on the edge.

Next he raised his armor.Sure enough, looking through the hole, there is also a hole in the back - the best armor has been pierced.

Count carefully.

On his front, there are a total of four gun holes and a piece of armor that is about to shatter.These five wounds created three holes in the back of the breastplate.That is to say, the continuous shooting just now hit five shots and pierced three shots.

Closing his eyes and slowly raising his head, Mei Fuxi looked up to the sky and let out a long breath—at this moment, some of his inherent cognitions for many years collapsed.

Since the Mongols invaded the Central Plains, there has been a fixed pattern of cavalry fighting against infantry: peripheral harassment, impact temptation, archery, and continued harassment
This cycle mode makes the infantry fighting in formation completely helpless.

Don't underestimate the Mongolians who circle around at 50 meters and ride pony horses.At this time, the army formation could neither disperse to charge, nor shoot arrows into the air, because when the arrow formation was organized and shot into the air, the cavalry on the opposite side had already run away.

In this case, the infantry is like a bull surrounded and bitten by wolves, and it will sooner or later collapse.

Relying on this light cavalry model, the Mongols went south and defeated the Song Empire, which was fighting in formation, and went north to defeat the slow European cavalry, creating an extremely vast empire.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, hundreds of years later, the situation still hasn't changed much.

The elite Eight Banners soldiers of the late Qing Dynasty not only inherited the Mongol cavalry model, but also innovated on this basis-Bayala white armored soldiers wearing two or even three layers of heavy armor could directly rush into the Ming army at critical moments Array, slash and kill, quickly destroy the opponent's formation.

The Ming army, like their predecessors in the Song Dynasty, still had no good way to deal with it: the three-eyed blunderbuss and bird blunderbuss were at a distance of 50 meters, and they were not enough to threaten the enemy wearing armor, and they were not as practical as the opponent's heavy arrows.

In this case, unless there are Western cannons weighing several thousand catties in the array, they can hit the enemy. An effective way to kill enemy cavalry in a large area from 50 meters away.

For a long time, for descendants of soldiers like Mei Fuxi who have read military books, received experience from veterans who survived the war, and know the real situation of the war, it has become a fixed thinking that the Ming army cannot fight against the Tatar soldiers tactically.

This is the painful recognition that has been exchanged for the downfall of hundreds of thousands of elite frontier soldiers for more than ten years.

But this cognition was shattered today by the iron armor in front of him.

The moment the green-coated soldiers fired the gunpowder just now, they were really standing three hundred steps away.And now the gun holes that Mei Fuxi saw actually penetrated the excellent armor.

In other words, if the Tatar soldiers surrounded the group of green-coated soldiers, the men in armor would be beaten to death on the horse three hundred paces away—it is useless to have a large number of people. It seems that there is more energy left.

"With such a sharp weapon, who in the world can stop it? If you can't blame this little army, you dare to go north to serve the king!"

While the breastplate was being circulated among the crowd, words like this kept coming out of people's mouths.The originally lively school field slowly fell into silence at this moment: Ming people couldn't help but started whispering to each other, and there was a buzzing sound above the stands.

There was the old guard who ran away all the year round, with a strong sense of crisis, at this moment he couldn't help but look around at the green-coated soldiers surrounding the school grounds.These Ming people who didn't care before, when they understood the power of the firecrackers, now they reacted: this circle of seemingly sparse and powerless southern soldiers can completely kill thousands of heroes in a few breaths. Killed on the spot!
Many people's necks felt a chill at this moment.

After seeing that the atmosphere was almost brewing, Xiaoxiao Wu, the host on Dianjiang stage, spoke again, happily announcing the next program: single-player shooting.

This time no one was fooled.Ming people now know that this man who uses a mechanical device to make a loud voice seems to be polite, but he is actually mocking the natives.

However, this so-called "program" still has to be watched, even though I feel the pain of being despised.At this moment, all the Ming people stood up, stretched their necks, and watched ten other brand-new armors stand on the table in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, a "man in colorful clothes", who was ridiculed by everyone since he landed in Tianjin, stood in the shooting position just now.

At this time, no mentally retarded person dared to laugh at that floral dress anymore.All the bright people on the field held their breath, looking forward to the show that will happen in the next moment.

At the same distance, at the same location, the special forces team members more than 300 meters away are only a small point in the eyes of Mingren.

The next moment, a whip of fire shot out from the strange gun in the hand of the man in flower clothes.

The 17mm standard armored bullet fired from the MK7.62 assault rifle is not at all comparable to the [-] bullets that shoot lead bullets.

Just the first box of [-] bullets tore apart all the armor on the table, and the fine iron braided armor and cowhide were beaten flying all over the sky.

After changing the magazine extremely quickly, the special forces team continued to aim at the armor with the scope and fired a second round of bullets.

The flaming bullets flew continuously before Mingren's eyes, and the visual effect was like watching a blockbuster movie, which made everyone dumbfounded.

The shooting time was still very short, still not more than half a minute.

When the loud gunfire stopped, the "wreckage" of the armor that had been ravaged by two rounds of NATO bullets was once again sent to the Ming people.

Ten pairs of tattered armor once again refreshed the cognition of heroes.Now when looking at the pied soldiers standing around the platform, the heroes even had a trace of fear in their eyes.

After the target-shooting and face-slapping session called "Enhancing the Fun", which was actually to brighten up the muscles, the atmosphere on the school field became particularly weird during the rest of the lunch time.

The Ming people were not fools, and they quickly figured out what they meant by the guns: the Southerners' chief soldiers really didn't need to use them as cannon fodder, they were simply recruiting auxiliary soldiers.

As a result, some people who didn't intend to die at first began to feel alive, especially those caravan guards.

Previously, these veteran businessmen were unwilling to apply because the cost-effectiveness of being an auxiliary soldier was too low: no matter how much money you can earn, you have to spend your life, right?
However, after the noon session, it seems that the cost-effectiveness of this job is very high-not to mention making a lot of money, the danger is still very small.Unless you meet the main force of the Tartars, otherwise, those pied soldiers may easily kill the Tartar cavalry with less than a thousand people.

Besides, this Haokuo surnamed Cao is already a real hammer, so the one man and two horses that he promised to give everyone before, there must be a real one. If they meet the Tartar brigade, the brothers can also turn around and run away, right?
So after whispering and analyzing the pros and cons, the situation turned around in just one lunch time.Many guards changed their minds: Since there is no need to go to battle to die, and there is still a lot of money to be earned, why not go to the north for a tour?
You know, these people usually work for the businessmen and lords, and they only earn a few dozen taels of silver by running around the mouths of horse thieves and bandits.

In the afternoon of that day, there was a gratifying increase in the number of people who went to the rostrum to do the second registration.As of dinner time, Cao Zongbing had recruited a total of 320 qualified cavalry.

This figure is very close to the target.You only need to recruit a little more tomorrow, and you're done.

That night, Mei Fuxi, who was full of worries, came to his father's study and described what he saw and heard today.

In fact, the moment Mei Fuxi saw the broken armor, the blood all over Mei Fuxi's body became hot.He was young and mature before, it was because he couldn't see hope, but if he could see hope, who would not want to kill Tartar?

After all, Mei Fuxi still didn't sign up.He is different from those guards who leave as soon as they say it. He is the only son in the family. For such a big matter, he has to go back and discuss it with his father.

After asking in detail, Father Mei still did not agree: In battle, swords and guns have no eyes, even if the weapons of the southerners are sharp, what if there is a mistake?The Mei family is not short of that little money.

After failing to communicate with her father, Mei Fuxi went to the school grounds to watch the excitement the next day with a heavy heart.

There are many fewer people in the school today.Those cards that did not pass the test yesterday were all taken back, so today, except for some newcomers, most of them are the same as Mei Fuxi, who have met the requirements but have not signed up.

After discovering that there are still a lot of hesitant elites like Mei Fuxi, they have some ulterior motives for this recruiting, and the long-term planning of the crossing crowd finally had to come up with the trump card - Quan Niu Banquet.

Facing the muddy field outside the side gate of the school yard, more than a dozen purchased Mongolian cattle were tied up two miles away.

Then several special forces members who simulated the encounter came to the side door on horseback.The team members immediately stopped their horses, got off their horses, and unloaded the big killer on the horses: the M2 heavy machine gun.

Needless to say how the ending will be.

In short, when the Ming people saw this light and handy "big gun" that could accompany the cavalry marching and dismembered all the cattle two miles away, they all clamored.In the afternoon of that day, the progress of recruitment was greatly improved, and the total number of people soon reached as many as 500.

Mei Fuxi was the last to be recruited at the big pot beef feast that night.

The recruitment process is simple.When Cao Zongbing, who was wearing a bright red official robe, came to toast his newcomers with a wine bowl, he and Mei Fuxi replied like this: "You are capable, why don't you follow the general to kill the Tartars?" ?”

"My lord, there is no shortage of money in Fuxi."

"Oh, if I will lead you to kill the Tartars with my own hands, and then I will reward you for the merits afterwards, so that I can win my wife's shade in the future?"

"Fuxi dare not obey orders?"

(End of this chapter)