C109

Chapter 109 - The Battle of Struggle

Although they met with a short period of panic, the spear primary matrix did not panic. Under the command of the head of the troops, the spear formation finally displayed its power.

"Everyone, do not panic. Listen to my orders …" "Thrust!" The dense mass of spears thrust out. The array of spears aimed at the 30 people in front of them didn't even need to be aimed at. All they had to do was move forward with their eyes closed.

The charging Chinese soldiers and civilians immediately felt as if they had been struck by lightning. The frontmost row was filled with blood-curdling screams, and the air was filled with the thick smell of blood.

The leader was already used to death, and continued to give orders emotionlessly. The long spear formation protected the narrow streets with its high defenses, while the buildings on both sides of the street could be seen. They didn't need to worry about the safety of the flanks.

Only then would it be considered as a battle of cold weapons which were the most frenzied of the slaughter. Xiao Letian's musket team was currently gathering and his scattered fire support was simply insufficient.

"Where is our grenade? Anything else? Where is our Molotov's cocktail? Had it all been used up? Where's my musket team? Why's it so slow … " Xiao Letian was driven mad by the sudden massacre.

It was only then that Xiao Letian realised where his weakness was. To play with guns and guns, this kind of modern military power, he was an expert. However, once he encountered a purely cold weapon combat, his lack of experience would not solve the crisis he was facing right now.

The King Yi opened his mouth at the critical moment, his calm voice instantly suppressing the noise on the battlefield. "Don't panic, stabilize the formation and tear down the doors.

With a single sentence, he had awoken the millions of Chinese people who were present, how could they have been so stupid as to use their flesh and blood to attack the primary matrix spear? Under the orders of the King Yi, the doors, the beds, and the furniture in the houses were all torn apart. The people raised their simple shields, and under the lead of the Heaven veterans and the Green Forest Grandmaster, they once again charged forward.

The wooden shields disrupted the spear formation, and the Green Forest experts saw that there was a crack in the spear tip forest, they immediately drilled into it. Although he would run into the spear formation's threat, his attack had finally disrupted the rhythm of the spear formation, and the killing machine was no longer working properly.

War in the era of cold weapons had its own unique cruelty. Without the support of ranged weapons, everyone could only rely on close quarters combat to achieve victory.

People were fighting each other, cold weapons piercing into each other's bodies, fists, knees, elbows, even teeth and fingernails becoming weapons for attack. The enemy and his people were all crowded together, desperately fighting, with layers and layers of corpses spread out across the street.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto tightly gripped his Katana and calmed down instead. He carefully observed the situation on the battlefield, not being affected by the chaos in the slightest.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto watched helplessly as his own primary matrix was shrunk as though peeling an onion, until the corpses on the ground were half the height of a human, he suddenly roared out.

"primary matrix, listen up. Retreat three steps and reorganize the formation …" Right in front of Kiyoshi Yamamoto's eyes, the well-trained lightly shouted slogans and abandoned their former comrades who were currently fighting with the enemy at the front. They retreated three steps and then widened the distance between them.

Distance was the foundation of the lance formation's survival. A distance of three meters was enough for the lance formation to once again line up in the jungle. The heaps of corpses in front of them would stop them from moving any further.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto had finally displayed the quality of a general, which was to be calm and cold-blooded. He watched as the layer of flesh that had been torn off died miserably in the hands of the Chinese without showing any emotion. His wolf-like eyes were fixated on the figure that jumped behind the wall of corpses.

When the last person was smashed into the ground, Kiyoshi Yamamoto raised his right hand high up and waved it downwards with all his might. "Stab!" "Thrust …"

"Roar …" "Hah …" With an orderly roar, the long spear thrust forward once again. The warrior who had flipped over the pile of corpses was stabbed once again.

"Everyone, stabilize... Sudden Thrust! "Thrust …" Kiyoshi Yamamoto waved his arm again and again, and every time he waved his hand, there would be a burst of fierce thrusts.

At this time, Xiao Letian, who was at the back of the line, was completely furious and flushed red. It was possible that the blood Qi that was spreading on the battlefield had knocked his head unconscious, but he actually wanted to lead his people to rush to the front, only to be tightly held by Dragon Lord and the rest.

"Let go, you bastards let go. The other side only has more than a thousand Japanese, and you all submitted already? "You guys are afraid, I'm not afraid …" Then, Xiao Letian tried to break free as if she was crazy.

"Sir, you can't go. You are the soul of the hundred thousand Chinese people. As long as you are still with us, we can organize the next wave of attacks. If anything happens to you, we will completely fail …" My lord, the banner cannot be overthrown! "

Green veins were popping up on Xiao Letian's forehead as he watched the living beings die one by one in front of him, the injured ones struggling in the pool of blood. Xiao Letian's heart felt as if it had been watered by boiling chili oil, and it hurt so much that it tore one's lungs.

"How did the fight turn out like this? We clearly have the advantage in numbers!"

Shi Dakai pulled Xiao Letian's arm and shouted, "No, although the enemies are few, the commander is very experienced, this is a narrow street, and with them standing at the top, we are at a disadvantage in numbers, we can only add oil to the fire, this is not good …"

Just as they were talking, from the distant sound of military boot, they saw that Luo Huo had rushed over with the remaining twenty Musketeers s.

"Lord Report, all twenty of musket team's survivors have gathered …" Xiao Letian did not wait for him to finish and shouted, "Cut the crap, get into the battle immediately, shoot for me, a long snake formation, send all the trash on the other side to hell …"

This rural man who grew up in the north had a character that was unique to Chinese farmers for thousands of years, 'tenacious'. Even though his entire body was covered in wounds, the smoke had already turned him into a black man, and his legs were shaking from fatigue. However, as long as Xiao Letian gave the order, he would jump even if it was a cliff in front of him.

"Array Forward... Line up and beat these bastards to death … " Twenty Musketeers s rushed forward against the retreating crowd. About thirty meters away from the enemies, a line of dense shooting formations was set up. They did not even need to give the order for the angry Musketeers s to immediately pull the trigger.

These were the only twenty Musketeers left in Xiao Letian's possession, and were the ones with the most fighting experience. Spencer's outstanding performance was displayed in their hands, and when the firearm appeared, the massacre would begin.

No matter how strong Kiyoshi Yamamoto was, he would never be able to change the era. When the spear came out, he only saw the other side suddenly rising into the air as white smoke, and Musketeers's figure instantly disappeared. The bullets came out of the white smoke and easily penetrated the soldier's leather armour, falling down one by one like cutting leeks.

"Where are the archers?" Where are our archers? "Ride..." Kiyoshi Yamamoto's shouts were shaky, his heart ached to the point that it was bleeding. When had he ever seen such an effective killing method?

There were at most three hundred pike soldiers in front of Kiyoshi Yamamoto. This number was not even enough to kill them, the primary matrix had already started to crumble before the archers could come forward.

The group of three hundred primary matrix s finally could not control their morale after throwing away the hundred over corpses. This group of people ran away as fast as they could, and no matter how Kiyoshi Yamamoto tried to suppress the battle, it was useless. Even if he chopped down three of the fleeing soldiers, he could not stop himself from collapsing.

The collapse of the Central Army Formation had quickly affected the morale of the long spear formation on the two parallel streets. The terrified light leaders started to move backwards and away from the battlefield, afraid that Xiao Letian, the devil, would mobilize more musketeers to deal with them.

"Okay, okay, okay. The enemy primary matrix has collapsed. "Kill …" Xiao Letian stomped his feet and roared, under his encouragement, more and more Chinese people got organized, and a new round of attacks started.

At this time, Kiyoshi Yamamoto was fleeing in an extremely sorry state under Xiao Xing's protection. His head was completely muddled from the attacks of these Gun, and he didn't even know how to break the formation. He thought about how none of the military manuals that he had read had been able to provide an example of such a strategy. He looked at the clumps of flames with a puzzled expression, and his heart was filled with despair.

It's no wonder the Mu Clan's generals did not dare to face the black ships of the Americans head-on. No wonder the foreign invaders could easily win in the war at the bottom of the Mountain Pass.

Kiyoshi Yamamoto didn't know how far he had run, maybe a hundred steps, maybe five hundred steps. When he was pressed onto a mountain rock by Xiao Xing to rest, he realized that there were only five hundred or so feet that were left.

"Nani?" The left and right formations had all retreated? "More than half of them died …" Kiyoshi Yamamoto did not even dare to look down, and at that moment, Xiao Xing suddenly spoke up from the side, "General, the gunshots of the Qing Nation's people have stopped! They've stopped shooting … "

Kiyoshi Yamamoto suddenly stood up, looked at the charging crowd, and confirmed that there was no sign of the Musketeers, and the terrifying gunshots were already gone. Could it be? Kiyoshi Yamamoto's eyes opened wider than an ox. "The people of Qing have all used up their ammunition?"

That's right, Luo Huo's musket team had finally used up all their bullets at the most crucial moment. Originally, they did not have a lot of bullets with this batch of guns, just a total of more than three thousand, but during this night of conflict, they had completely used up all of them.

Xiao Letian shook his head regretfully, "The grenade in my hand has been used up, the Molotov's cocktail have also been used up. Now, even Spencer has been used up.

Without waiting for Xiao Letian to finish sighing, Xiao Hexin and the others stuck out their chests and stood in front of Xiao Letian, "Sir, why do you feel so regretful? Our battle is not over yet. "So what if we don't have a firearm? We have hands, feet, and a steel knife, and the blood in our cavities is still warm. Even if we have to use our lives to fill it in, we will still kill our way out …"

Xiao Letian was stunned by their teachings, and in the end, shook his head self-deprecatingly. "That's right, you guys taught each other so well …" Saying that, Xiao Letian raised his head and looked at the newly assembled Japanese light army halfway up the mountain. Then, he looked back at the surrounding guards and the entire city's Chinese.

"That's right, we are hot-blooded. I don't believe that a hundred thousand Chinese people can't even break through such a small spear formation …" "From now on, I will be the first one to form the death squad. Whoever is willing to join the death squad will follow behind me …"

Carrying that mask, Xiao Letian gripped his revolver tightly and walked forward. Shi Dakai, Xiang Shaolong, Xiao Hexin, Sima Yun, Luo Huo … There was even the petite Xiao Bingtailang. The crowd silently gathered behind Xiao Letian, and followed after that Xiao character recognition flag as he strode forward.