Iron Age

Chained horses, the main weapon of the Qing Dynasty, five Yanyun Jian horses in chain armor are connected into a whole with iron chains. There are sharp ramming horns on the horses' heads. The huge impact can tear through the enemy's defenses. The long spear tied to the horse can pick up the enemy, and the horse can knock the enemy into the air. The elongated scimitar in the hand of the heavy armored knight is not for vegetarians, but for drinking blood. The riders of the serial horses are the same as the horses. They must choose the tall and strong Manchurians with excellent riding skills and outstanding martial arts.

The knight of the serial horse is not only higher than ordinary infantry, but even higher than ordinary cavalry. He belongs to the imperial guard army of the young emperor of Qing Dynasty. Relying on this iron cavalry, he defeated the frontier army of Ming Dynasty several times in a row , extended the border to the south by a hundred miles.

It is the dream of every soldier and young man of the Qing Dynasty to be a rider of a serial horse.

Such a sharp army is almost invincible.

Although his opponent slave army is determined to die, the innate law of restraint between cavalry and infantry cannot be violated.

The chain of horses like an iron wall ran into the formation of the slave army. Before the spears in the hands of the slaves pierced the horses, they were savagely split by the knight's long scimitars, and the spears on the horses quickly harvested In life, countless slaves were knocked over by the sharp point and fell to the ground, and then trampled into a pulp by horseshoes.Countless heads were cut off easily by the knight's long scimitar, spraying blood and flying into the air.

Only very few people can face the cavalry charge without breaking their minds. Such a calm person can only chop off the horse's leg at the moment when the cavalry arrives, but the horse's leg is not so easy to chop. Can be trampled to death.

The battle formation is about to collapse at the first touch. The complete defeat of the slave army, which is not dominant in terms of numbers, training, weapons, and organization, is expected, and it is difficult to pull back.

Only Zhamuhe kept shooting arrows. He rode on the horse and kept turning around and shooting. The feathered arrows just shot into the blindfold of the serial horse and the horse. The eyes of the armored horse must be exposed to observe the enemy. Taking advantage of this loophole, he only shot one horse in a group of chained horses at a time, which temporarily prevented the entire group of chained horses from moving forward. At high speed, the other horses fell together, and the daring slave warrior took the opportunity to cut the throat of the fallen knight, but he was also chopped to death by the knights who arrived quickly.

Quickly downsizing, blood flowed like a river, Liu Ziguang's eyes were red seeing this tragic scene, and he rushed up to the serial horse on foot with bare hands.

Facing him was a group of serial horses. Five tall horses covered in iron armor rushed forward like lightning. Six sharp long spears trembled. A ruthless light flashed in the knight's blindfold. Two long machetes closest to him slashed down at the same time. !

Liu Ziguang rose up from the ground, causing two long scimitars to slice through the air. The horse also felt that its feet did not feel comfortable stepping on the human body, and was a little puzzled. Stepping on a horse, the knight's vision is not smooth, he only felt that there was a big thing falling beside him, he turned his face to look, he is good at it, he has such a handsome lightness skill, he hurriedly swung his knife to chop, but his hand was empty, Liu Ziguang had two more long machetes in his hand .

"Go to hell!" Liu Ziguang swung two long knives fiercely at the same time, chopped two heavily armored knights around him into two pieces, and chopped off the heads of two horses, and suddenly a group of chain horses fell to the ground , The cavalry behind couldn't hold back the huge inertia, so they had to step on with their horses and horses. Being a serial horse rider is not only a sight, but also the consciousness before a tragic death, the knights behind thought.

Liu Ziguang followed Zhamuhe's tactic, cutting down only one horse and destroying a group of chained horses. The light figure of him jumped up and down on the first line of chained horses, beheaded the horses, and a large number of chained horses fell under his blade On the ground, because the five horses were connected together, it was difficult to turn over. Some knights were crushed by the horses and could not move.Some who were not under the pressure of the horses were also unable to move because of their heavy armor. They were rushed up by angry slaves and put their knives into their masks for a while, and died tragically in front of the battle.

The serial horses of the back team were caught by the front ones, and some of the poorly coordinated horses also fell to the ground, forming a chain reaction, and the formation advancing like an iron curtain was actually delayed by one person!

The non-stop knight hangs his long scimitar on the winning hook, draws out his bow and arrows and shoots at this flying guy. How can ordinary bows and arrows hurt Liu Ziguang half a point? The arrows shooting all over the sky don't know who they hit in the end, anyway, Liu Ziguang Still active in the formation of chained horses like ghosts and ghosts, they kept knocking groups of chained horses to the ground.

The speed of advancement was delayed, and the slaves retreated to the north gate. Anthony and Duncan had just promised to help Liu Ziguang take care of the eldest lady, and now they will lead a few people to protect the two young ladies and Yu Xiaolong.Some timid slaves had already jumped into the moat and swam desperately to the other side. The fear brought by the serial horses was really shocking.

The precious son became a slave hostage again. Yu Hualong did not dare to order to shoot at the slaves. In order to prevent his son from being killed by a serial horse, he asked his younger brother Yu Huahu: "Huahu, is the steam burning enough?"

City defense captain Yu Huahu replied: "Brother, it's already burned enough to launch."

"Okay! Order to launch the steam crossbow, the target: the chain horse of the Qing Dynasty."

"No~!" If you don't hit the serial horse, I'm afraid the morale of the defenders on the city wall will also be a problem.

The city wall is still the same, but the interior of the city wall is busy. There is a dark room under the entire northern city wall. There is a long line of vacancy suddenly in the city bricks three feet below, exposing the tip of the crossbow. Hundreds of powerful large crossbows are Aim for the chain horse.

This kind of large-scale crossbow, the bow string is a steel wire with strong toughness, and it cannot be pulled by manpower at all. Even with a winch, it is very slow. The crossbow arrow is made of tough bamboo in the south. It is five feet long, with a small opening in the front to whistle in the wind, and four simple tail fins at the back to ensure flight stability and range.The bow string is wound by steam, and a dozen stout boiler workers with their upper body naked, quickly throw coal into the raging fire. The fire boils the water in the furnace, producing high-temperature and high-pressure steam, which pushes the piston and crankshaft, pulls the The bowstring is backwards, after the hook is hooked, the excess steam is released, and the stringing push rod moves in the opposite direction, pushing another group of steam crossbows to be stringed, and the arrow slots of the previously stringed group of crossbows have been automatically placed An arrow, of course it would be more appropriate to call it an arrow than a javelin.After the bowstring hook is released, the strong rebounding steel wire string pushes the javelin in the arrow groove to move forward quickly, and shoots out according to the direction the crossbow head is aimed at.

The head of the crossbow can swing 120 degrees up and down, and [-] degrees left and right. Every ten large crossbows form a group, and can be aimed at the direction where the enemies gather under the force of the crossbowman shaking the rocker arm.

Now the crossbowmen are aiming at the chaotic serial horses. The range of the javelins with tails is more than twice that of ordinary bows and arrows. A hundred javelins fired by a hundred steam crossbows fly in mid-air, The air blows in from the whistle, and there is a sharp whistling sound. Before the first batch of javelins hit the ground, the second batch and the third batch flew out.

The steam piston is reciprocating, continuously winding, firing, rewinding, and firing. The manpower feeding machine is simple and reliable. Bundles of javelins are put into the delivery port in an orderly manner. The moment the javelin was put into the quiver.

The officer with a binoculars observed the distance of the chained horses and the results of the wave and the landing of the javelin on the city wall, and instructed the crossbowmen to adjust the angle of the crossbow head so that the javelins could hit the chained horse's follow-up troops.

The sharp howling all over the sky stimulated people's eardrums, the power of the steam was terrifying, ten rounds were fired in a very short time, and a thousand javelins rushed into the team of serial horses with howling, which was disturbed by Liu Ziguang in the first place The cavalrymen who were in a mess were nailed to the ground by javelins falling from the sky at this moment, and their heavy armor was torn apart like thin paper.After the javelin pierced through the human body, it also plunged into the frozen soil, and the tail was still shaking.

The subsequent series of horses were also covered by javelins with extended range. The javelins in the sky were still so powerful against the north wind. Countless knights were pierced instantly, and countless war horses were frightened by the terrifying whistle. Hissing, screaming again and again, the harsh military orders of the Qing knights did not know how to retreat, but still rushed forward. Under the heavy rain of javelins, they suffered heavy losses, and trampled on each other. The thousand-man team that attacked this time stopped ten times. Seven stops.

The sound of the Qing Dynasty's Mingjin finally sounded, and the remaining serial horses made a big turn before turning back, and the javelins stopped firing in good time.

Liu Ziguang, who was jumping to avoid the javelin, also wiped the cold sweat off his brow, "Damn it, it's Katyusha!"

The army of the Qing Dynasty remained motionless, no matter how powerful the javelin was, it could not shoot that far. Under the bright yellow banner with the word "handsome" written on it, a thin, pale young man in yellow robe said to the middle-aged general next to him: "What's wrong with the military aircraft department?" The thing to do, it was agreed to seize the north gate, the army can enter the city directly, but now it is good, first a group of beggars made dumplings for the former army scouts, and then a martial arts master appeared to kill so many of my guards, Now it is such a powerful giant crossbow bolt that smashed my chain horse, your military aircraft department is simply not doing enough, and more than failing! Song Qingfeng, ask him to come and give me an explanation."

The middle-aged general cowardly said, "It's all due to my lack of consideration, which caused the loss of His Majesty's Imperial Guard. As for Song Qingfeng, Mr. Song, he was killed by the most capable barbarian in the Ming Dynasty just before the battle, so he can't come to see His Majesty." gone."

The white-robed young man was shocked when he heard the words, and hastily picked up the binoculars to look at the battlefield. The mourning battlefield was full of serial horses and the corpses of slave soldiers, as well as javelins everywhere. How could he find Song Qingfeng's figure.

"I'm afraid I've been trampled into flesh by the horse, Your Majesty." The middle-aged general whispered.

The pale face of the white-robed young man gradually turned red, "Trash, all of them are trash, Song Qingfeng is dead, and the Death Squad who raided the north gate of the Liguo Iron Works must be exhausted. Master Zhang, wait It's time for me to consider letting you take over as your Minister of Military Aircraft in the Southern Dynasty."

The middle-aged general bowed his head and pleaded guilty: "This humble minister has failed His Majesty's trust, and I will die!"

The emperor of the Qing Dynasty snorted coldly, and said to himself, "Fortunately, I thought carefully and brought back the cannon. Otherwise, the Southern Expedition would be hindered, so how could I have the face to meet those ministers who care for their fate?"

"Come on, send an order to return the artillery and move it forward. I will smash this city!" The young emperor raised his voice and gave the order.

Seeing the serial horse retreating, the defeated slave army and the iron guards on the city wall cheered together. Liu Ziguang ran back to the city amidst the cheers, and Zamuhe came over and punched him hard, "Good boy, a broken ass Serial horse. Are you possessed by a god, and you are so powerful all of a sudden?" Liu Ziguang said repeatedly: "It's a fluke."

Everyone patted Liu Ziguang on the shoulder in a friendly way. The God of War in the slave army, such a fierce general, even the people on the city wall were amazed. Liu Ziguang didn't know that after a while, the young general in white robe broke the story of the serial horse It will be compiled into storytelling and sung in teahouses and restaurants in the Ming Dynasty.

Liu Ziguang passed through the elated crowd, walked up to Peng Jingrong, and said quietly: "I'm back." Seeing the traces of tears washing on the girl's face, Peng Jingrong nodded lightly: "It's good to be back, I'll wait for you." looking at you."

A few words are worth a thousand words.