Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"All... kill!"

Li Yaowu was not moved by the opponent's provocative and threatening attitude. As an officer of the first team, he had to stand out in the fierce competition, let alone a newcomer like Li Yaowu who was not born in Fushan and had only been in the army for more than half a year.

Over the past six months, countless people have killed countless people, suppressed countless bandits, and practiced endlessly. How many times, when others were sleeping, he had already got up to practice shooting, and the life-sized wooden stake inlaid with nine small balls was stabbed by him. How many shots, at least a thousand thrusts per day, the accumulation of physical strength has reached the peak, and the number one in the spear competition in the army, this kind of him is qualified to despise any enemy!

Looking at the ferocious and ugly faces on the opposite side, Li Yaowu calmed down. While turning his body to the right, the spear in his hand also stabbed at the end of his shout.

Fast as lightning, violent as wind and thunder! [

The spear technique taught by Zhang Shouren was originally based on quick assassination, and the footwork and pace were also coordinated with the assassination, there was nothing fancy at all.The pear flower spear, Shaolin spear, Chen family spear, etc. that were popular in the army at that time all had routine marksmanship, and the Fushan spear technique was a right turn and straight thrust!

Only thorns!

Following the loud orders of the officers one by one, every Eight Banners soldier saw that the Ming soldier on the opposite side turned half of his body regardless, leaving the side to himself. Move the target belt to the left side of the body.

"kill!"

The violent shouts of more than a thousand people were earth-shattering, and their voices were like a golden stone. At the same time, everyone used all their strength to stab the spears in their hands towards the Qing army on the opposite side.

Thousands of long spears stabbed out together, that neat power brought the beauty of violence to the extreme!

The right stab tactic was originally a magic weapon for a mature modern army to sweep away all feudal armies. An expert like Zhang Shouren has trained his soldiers to calmly and swiftly display such a coup to defeat the enemy.

Amidst the loud shouts, the pikemen of the Fushan Battalion thrust out their spears neatly, as fast as lightning, as they did during training, directly stabbing at the weak right side of the enemy, whether it is a shield or holding a long spear. , many spears pierced directly into the armor, and pierced into the body through the ribs. When they felt the vibration of the tip of the spear, each spearman immediately stepped up and continued to send the spear in his hand viciously.

The horrific cries immediately resounded through the earth. After a long period of hell-like hard training and long-term actual combat against bandits, all the Fushan spearmen skillfully transferred their spears almost at the same time, and then suddenly exerted force and pulled them out.

Countless streaks of blood chased the tip of the gun and spurted out, turning into drops of blood rain in mid-air. Because there was too much blood and almost at the same time, so a little further away, it was like seeing clouds of blood mist floating in the air. The Qing army column suddenly appeared on this side.

The blood mist was sprayed all over the perpetrator's head and face, but all the Fushan soldiers didn't wipe it off. They had successfully retracted their guns and took another step forward. Their actions continued to be in the state of preparation before the stabbing.

"Stab again!"

As the drums sounded and the orders sounded, all the spearmen took a big step forward, and once again stabbed viciously with the spears in their hands.

There was another puff puff puff sound of the gun tip piercing the flesh, and another puff of blood mist rose between the battle lines!