Chapter 231 Double Sword Wang Bi In the pouring rain, Wang Bi, the deputy commander of the Third Army, took the lead into the Qing Army's camp, holding a five-foot-long Yanling sword.
A centurion tried to step forward to stop him, but he gave him a diagonal slash, cutting half of his man and his weapon short.
Another Qingjun leader stabbed him in the lower abdomen with a gun, but he turned sideways and clamped the barrel of the gun with one arm, and then responded with a sweeping blow.
"Poof", a complete head jumped into the air, blood flowing.
It spurted out from the cavity more than half a foot high.
"Follow me!"
Wang Bi raised his Yanling Saber into the air and shouted loudly.
The cold rain quickly washed over the three-inch-wide blade, making it dazzling and cold.
"Crack!"
Several bolts of lightning fell from mid-air, illuminating the Huai'an soldiers behind him.
There were two centurions in total.
Each soldier wore a piece of plate armor on his upper body, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand.
The cold-forged face shield covered his mouth and nose, leaving only two cold eyes exposed.
The green troops from all directions swarmed in, trying to drive this team out of the camp.
With firearms completely unable to exert their influence, the officers and soldiers of the Qing Army were very confident in their combat effectiveness.
However, they soon discovered that they were wrong.
Although this group of Huai'an soldiers who rushed into the camp from the east was small in number, their attack power was very powerful.
In the blink of an eye, they broke through the three lines of defense hastily organized by the Qing Army and rushed towards the commander's tent in the center of the camp without any hindrance.
"Fire arrows and shoot them to death with armor-piercing awls," someone suddenly realized and shouted loudly from behind the tent.
Someone quickly grabbed a stiff bow and put the order into effect.
However, the cold rain was absolutely fair to both warring parties.
It not only wetted the gunpowder of the Red Turban Army, but also turned the bows and arrows of the Green Army into waste.
The carved feather installed behind the arrow tail immediately became extremely heavy when it was stained with rainwater.
The armor-piercing cone, which lost its balance, could not even fly twenty steps, so it plunged into the mud, trembling back and forth in shame in the cold rain.
"Form up, form a spear formation.
Form a spear formation to stop them."
When the defenders failed in their first plan, they tried another plan.
In the organization of a commander, they hurriedly gathered in the open space near their own army, trying to give full play to their own strengths.
Thousands of spears and thorns are their specialty.
From the moment they formed an army, they practiced one drill every three days and one drill every five days to achieve this ultimate move.
As a result, among the entire Qing Army, the proportion of spearmen accounted for 70% of the team.
The outside world often calls them the Pike Army, but forgets their real name.
This response cannot be said to be inappropriate.
Unfortunately, they met Wang Bi today.
A long fighting career has made the latter grasp the timing to the point of not missing a beat.
Before the Qing Army soldiers could complete the spear formation, they had already jumped in, crouched down, twisted their waists, and made a sudden spinning chop with the Yanling Saber from the upper right to the lower left.
Several arms and gun shafts flew up alternately, tragically.
The screams are endless.
"I am Wang Bi, anyone who stands in my way will die."
Wang Bi's body did not pause at all and continued to rush forward with his sword.
More than two hundred red scarf army swordsmen automatically formed a sharp triangle behind him.
Continue to advance along the gap opened by the Yan Ling Saber, slashing the opponents encountered along the way until their corpses are strewn on the ground, and their blood flows like rivers.
"I am Wang Bi, anyone who stands in my way will die."
Wang Bi continued to swing his sword, slashing at the enemies in front of him and on both sides.
The half-inch-thick blade moved through the forest of guns with an icy cold light.
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The soldiers of the Qing Army who blocked the road fell to the ground one after another, like sheep encountering a tiger, without any defense.
He couldn't even find a chance to turn around and escape.
As soon as he panicked, he was found by the cold sword light from the forest of guns, and his body was chopped to pieces.
But Wang Bi, the deputy commander of the Third Army, did not feel tired at all.
His five-foot-long wild goose feather sword danced like an electric snake, and he could spit out the poisonous letter of death at any time.
Rarely defensive, mostly offensive.
Look for every opportunity to kill your opponent, even at the cost of your own life.
That's not a change of life, but confidence in the steel knife in your hand.
As long as he could hit the enemy's vitals half a breath earlier, or even a moment earlier, those spears piercing him would not pose any threat to him.
A dead man cannot hold a spear, and a seriously injured man cannot use the strength to kill someone.
He is Wang Bi, deputy commander of the Third Army.
A year and a half ago, the little archer Wang Dapang shivered on the battlefield.
Swinging the knife hundreds of times a day for more than 400 days, rain or shine, even a stubborn stone was polished into a sculpture.
What's more, his qualifications are already higher than ordinary people.
He is Wang Bi, commander of the Third Army Wang Bi, the first old brother who followed Zhu Ba11 to conquer the world.
He knew that his strategy was not as good as that of Xu Da and Lu Zeng, and his ability to master new weapons was not as good as that of Wu Liangmou and other scholars, so he could only find another way with his cronies.
Firearms cannot conquer the world, nor can the enemy always find a way to crack them.
Weather, roads, and logistical supply conditions will greatly reduce its effectiveness.
And in the event that firearms fail to work, the enemy and we will still inevitably have to fight hand-to-hand.
At that time, courage, cooperation, and personal combat skills will become the key to victory.
And a successful close-quarters fight is enough to scare the opponent for a lifetime.
As the deputy commander of the Third Army, Wang Bi stubbornly believed in this and prepared for it every day.
Now, he finally waited for his own time.
Long spears stabbed directly in front and from the left and right sides, looking so weak and weak.
Wang Bi shouted and rushed forward, his body and Yan Ling Dao fused together, like a lightning elf, running rampant among the spears.
No matter how dense the spears are, there are still gaps, but the light of the sword is not thick enough.
The so-called "cooking the ox" is nothing more than that.
The sword light penetrated through the numerous gun shadows, separating the gun owners from their weapons, turning them into cold corpses.
"Crack!"
Another string of lightning rolled past, illuminating the more than two hundred armored monsters behind Wang Bi.
The already disorganized spear array suddenly collapsed, and the hastily assembled Qing Army soldiers scattered in all directions at a speed ten times faster than before, fearing that they would run a little slower and become sacrifices on the sword.
"Trash, a bunch of trash."
Commander Qiu Zhengyi, who had just arrived with his troops, cursed angrily and led his cronies to attack Wang Bi.
The spear with a bowl-thick pewter pole was shaken by him like a giant python, shaking its head and tail, revealing sharp teeth in its mouth.
"Well done!"
Wang Bi roared and rushed towards him, his sharp blade slashing directly into the giant python's seven inches.
The blade of "Dangrang" intersected with the spear shaft under Hongying, but failed to split the latter into two.
Qiu Zhengyi's spear head was specially made, with a handle nearly three feet long at the back.
He usually hides himself with red tassel, but at critical moments, he can kill his opponent by surprise.
"Suffer death!"
Taking advantage of Wang Bi's stunned state, Commander Qiu Zhengyi yelled loudly, flipping his spear outwards and pressing the Yanling Saber underneath.
Then he dragged and stirred, shifting the center of gravity of the blade, causing Wang Bi to stagger.
It was too late to say it, but it was so fast at that time, before Wang Bi could stop himself.
Qiu Zhengyi's spear had already stabbed back, and the four-foot-long spear point was like lightning, heading straight for his lower abdomen.
Even if he trusted the plate armor on his body, Wang Bi would not dare to use his abdomen to catch the spear.
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He quickly twisted his waist to get rid of the lightning's edge, and then quickly used the blade to find the opponent's fingers.
Unexpectedly, Qiu Zhengyi reacted faster than him.
He pushed the tail of the spear and deflected the blade.
Then, take a diagonal step forward.
With a spear in his hand, he lifted the two soldiers behind Wang Bi into the air.
A gap immediately appeared in the triangular sword array, and the brothers from the Third Army in the back quickly stepped forward to fill the gap.
However, the blade of the sword is much shorter than the spear, and their martial arts skills are far inferior to those of humans.
Qiu Zhengyi stabbed several of them one after another in an instant, and the entire sword array was in danger.
"How dare you, thief?"
Wang Bi was so angry that his eyebrows stood up, and he swept the wild goose feather sword in his hand, starting a night battle in all directions.
He swept all the Qing Army pikemen who were rushing towards him out of the circle.
Immediately, he suddenly turned around, abandoned these ordinary soldiers, and killed Qiu Zhengyi, the commander of thousands of soldiers, from behind again.
"Ha!"
Commander Qiu Zhengyi showed a sneer in his eyes, shouted and turned around, and at the same time, he pressed his gun sharply.
The four-foot-long spear head quickly turned around.
With a "clang" sound, it hit the blade and sent the Yanling Saber flying into the air.
"Yeah" Wang Bi exclaimed in a low voice, his face full of disbelief.
Commander Qiu Zhengyi roared loudly again, "Take your life!"
He roared like a beast, stabbing Wang Bi's throat and chest with one shot after another.
The latter was forced to dodge left and right, in a state of embarrassment.
"Save General Wang.
Save General Wang."
The sword and shield soldiers of the third army jumped on him, trying to form a protective wall with their shields to save their deputy commander from danger.
The green soldiers on the opposite side were not willing to let the cooked duck fly away.
They also roared forward and pushed the sword and shield soldiers outside the battle group with all their strength, so as to create the last chance for the commander Qiu Zhengyi.
What a handsome Wang Bi, wearing more than twenty kilograms of plate armor.
But his steps were still as nimble as an ape's, jumping up and down, avoiding the killing moves that were just around the corner.
Seeing a fat man weighing nearly 200 pounds jumping in front of him, he still refused to die.
Commander Qiu Zhengyi was not aware that he was in a irritable mood.
He let out another loud shout, "raised" his left leg and took a half step forward.
He swung his gun and swept across the army.
The force of this blow was at least two to three hundred kilograms.
No matter how strong the opponent's armor was, it would still break his muscles and bones.
However, the expected impact sound did not appear for a long time.
Wang Bi suddenly jumped forward before the gun body hit him.
The burly body quickly shrunk into a ball of flesh and rolled forward against the ground.
"Don't hide, take your life quickly."
Qiu Zhengyi missed the hit, quickly pulled back the gun, and stabbed with the gun.
The opponent is dead, even if he is at close range, he cannot avoid this move.
In the heavy rain, he stared wide-eyed, waiting to see the blood that would spurt out when the gun pierced his back.
However, Wang Bi's body suddenly rolled to the side, then suddenly stretched out, pulled out the second steel knife from behind, and spread its wings.
"Pfft" The blade, which was only one foot long, quickly passed through Qiu Zhengyi's lower abdomen.
Wipe the armor, belly, and intestines into two sections
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