There is a popular saying in Europe: There are many kinds of war knives in the world, but the only one who calls it the "eagle's claws" is the Cossack Cavalry Knife! It is the war knives of the warriors!

The traditional Cossack cavalry knife is about 90 cm long and is made of fine steel smelted from Central Asian iron ore. It has a thick back and wide blade, and an oak leaf-like knife tip, which occupies two-thirds of the overall width.

The blade has a beautiful but fierce curve, an eagle-headed copper-clad handle with a center of gravity behind, and a hardwood scabbard is wrapped with copper sheets and clamped with copper hoops, which are often black.

When the steel knife is unsheathed, the chopping power brought by its own arc can easily cut off small trees and open up wooden stakes.

To describe it in one sentence: chopping a human head is like cutting vegetables!

The Cossack, holding a sword, slashed Zhu Hekun down like an eagle spreading its wings and rushing towards its prey.

Zhu Hekun was still busy stomping on the Russians under his feet. He didn't have time to dodge. Seeing that the sword was about to be cut off, a "puff" sound was heard, and the cunning sound of the sharp blade stabbing into his body.

The guy holding the Cossack sword shook violently, and he staggered, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out. The sword in his hand fell off, and flew out with inertia to rub Zhu Hekun's back and inserted it into the snow.

However, the old general Yang entered in a mess and instantly penetrated the triangular bayonet into Maozi's body, pierced from his left waist to his right waist, then pulled it out, bringing out a few sprinkling blood!

The Cossack was howling like a wild dog hitting a crazily. He didn't know where the strength came from. His hands actually pinched Yang Qili's neck, as if he wanted to strangle the old guy to death before he died.

Yang Qili is nearly seventy years old, but his majesty remains unchanged back then. When he was in the battle of the capital, he placed an order in Miyun City and shot and killed the Eight Banners Army Jialazhangjing from among thousands of troops. He retreated calmly and became famous since then.

Over the past few decades, Yang Qili has experienced more than 70 battles, all of whom are responsible for detecting the enemy situation, and has experienced countless life-and-death battles.

The Cossack colleague obviously made a mistake in his plan. The old general Yang's face sank, his hands were inserted into the wound where the enemy was penetrated by pliers. He used force with his arms to lift the big Cossack guy up and threw it to the ground.

Yang Qili thrust the three-edged bayonet and stabbed it fiercely again. Another burst of cunning sound. The Cossack was covered in blood and struggled weakly. The red and white flowed all over the ground, shocking.

Fighting on the battlefield does not mean playing a game for a hundred or ten rounds, but only one or two moves will divide life and death.

Long Xiang continued to charge when he didn't stop at night. They were flexible in shape, and they used military fighting techniques to kill and kill, and the ones who were invincible.

By this time, the remaining Cossacks were already scared. Their team was killed in just a short time, and the captain was killed! It seemed that only a few people on the other side were slightly injured.

Which part of the Ming army is this? How could it be so sharp?

The remaining Cossacks were all as dark as the faces, dodging and no longer fighting. Suddenly they looked at each other, and one of them shouted, and each of them rang out immediately.

Their escape speed is extremely fast and their position is strange. They are obviously specially practiced, which is amazing.

"Catch a living!" Yang Qili ordered.

Ye Buyan Guo Shang was the first to rush up, picked up a musket in the distance, and shot one over with a bang. He was worried, and quickly loaded and shot at the other.

When I went up to catch the two hit living mouths, I saw that the first one was already cold, and the second one was shot in his right leg and fainted. I was just frightened and did not die.

When the battle ended, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Hekun looked around and was still white, only the snow and blood on the ground.

There are still those who are not dead lying on the ground and groaning and struggling, and fighting with cold weapons is so cruel.

The captured Cossack was tied into rice dumplings and hung on a big tree, blowing the wind in the wind and snow.

Ye Busuo Captain Guo Shang sneered and interrogated himself.

Judging from the symbol of this Russian sword, the prisoner was still a centurion, not an ordinary soldier.

After the end of the Western Regions War, Tsar Alexei deeply felt the gap between the Russian army and the Ming army. In order to strengthen the army and the country and get rid of poverty and weakness, the Russian Empire gradually started to fire gunshots, and he carried out major reforms to the Russian army.

Although the five-nation coalition forces had a large number of troops, their command system was in a mess, including the Russian army itself.

Therefore, the reform of the Russian army was mainly to formulate a clear command system, and the military rank system was born here.

The weapons in the hands of the commander of the Tsarist Russian army are both sharp blades of combat and a sign of the status of the officers. The commander relies on "scepters" and the officers rely on "short swords", also called "swords of power".

On the battlefield, in order to distinguish the ranks of officers at first glance, the Russian army used different colors of sword spears to distinguish the command level.

The commander is a golden ear, the deputy commander is a brown ear, the battalion commander is a silver ear, the centurion commander is a white ear, the deputy commander is a blue ear, the fifty commander is a red ear

Ye Busuo asked about the movements of the Russian army when the Cossack prisoners were in charge. What was unexpected was that the Russians cooperated very well and could be said to be full of words.

How many people were there in the Cossack Cavalry Regiment where he was located, how many people came out to investigate the enemy situation, where was the origin, and what was the commander's name.

"After trying to prevent the war from failing, His Majesty the Tsar mobilized the people of the whole country, and it is said that half a million people have joined the army."

Zhu Hekun and others became more and more surprised as they heard it. The Russians actually mobilized an army of 500,000?

The next moment, they felt relieved again.

The Cossack prisoner sighed: "Apart from the sea of ​​people, we are not fully prepared, and our weapons and ammunition reserves are very limited. If an artillery fires more than three shells a day, it will be subject to military and legal sanctions."

Zhu Hekun's eyes lit up. The Russian army's artillery shells were limited and they could not afford them!

The Russian captive said again: "Of course, our Cossack cavalry is not much better. The stupid boss actually thinks that cavalry relies on sabers and infantry relies on bayonets. For a warrior, using cannons and muskets is despised!"

The more the Russians said, the more angry they became. The superiors actually asked them to use their flesh and blood to resist the Ming army's bullets!

"All the explanation?" Yang Qili asked lightly with the Sanling Army Battalion in his hand.

"The explanation is almost done, please let me go." The Russian said with a look of hope.

Yang Qili smiled and said, "If it were just these, your existence would be meaningless."

He interrogated all year round and had a very skillful eye. He could see at a glance that the Russian prisoner avoided the important words and was unwilling to say "big information". Moreover, his identity was doubtful, and the more he looked at his inner clothing, the less he looked like a Cossack.

Sure enough, seeing the eyes of Ye Busu, the Russian immediately showed a pitiful expression: "I have told you, can you let me go?"

Yang Qili looked at him, stepped forward, and slowly raised the triangular army sting in the terrified gaze of the Russians, pushed it to his neck, and said coldly in Russian: "You don't have many opportunities."

The Russian was extremely frightened and screamed, trying to block the weapon on his neck with his hands, but he was tied up and hung on his back.

He screamed, and the fear of death surged into his heart: "I said! His Majesty the Tsar has personally marched south!"

In the end, the cowards revealed the bottom, claiming that he was not a Cossack, but a centurion of the shooting army!

When everyone heard the "Tsarist Individual Enforcement" and the "Shooting Army", they were shocked and they all came up with an idea: the Russians were unwilling to defend Moscow and were going to fight to the death!

The shooting army is a garrison in Moscow, responsible for defending the Kremlin, usually responsible for alert tasks, participate in combat during wartime, and also has the responsibilities of Moscow police and firefighters.

The inner red military uniforms and orange military boots of the Russians are both standard clothing for the shooting army.
Chapter completed!