Chapter 625: Deathmatch (seventh more)
Liu Tang stretched out his hand, his hand hanging high in the air, his eyes staring straight ahead like an eagle.
He trained all the 1,000 Warriors Camp. The Warriors Camp is an elite of the Ming Dynasty, and is much stronger than the Ming army of the garrison. In the current garrison, it is good to have one exercise in a month, but the Warriors Camp is always available every three days.
What's more, most of the elite commanders in this Warriors' new camp were drawn from the Warriors' camp.
Now... Liu Tang's face showed a bit of ferocious look, and a strange excitement appeared on his mouth... He hadn't smelled bloody smell for a long time.
Finally, he put his hand down fiercely.
"kill!"
This is what you came to your door, so... let's all die.
More than a thousand soldiers of the Warriors were ready to go. As soon as they heard the order, everyone immediately raised their swords and guns and rushed forward with great momentum.
But... it was fine at first, but I could barely maintain the plum blossom formation, but as soon as I rushed out dozens of feet, I suddenly became a little messy.
Liu Tang saw it, but smiled loudly.
Although these new recruits were a little messy, they were rushing to join each other and had high morale. In contrast, the new army on the opposite side was uniform, but they were step by step, and they seemed to be slow and slow. How could they see the momentum?
When you go to the battlefield, momentum is the most important. This is Liu Tang’s experience.
He was also excited at this time, so he picked up the knife, shouted loudly, and rushed forward with his own troops.
The dense warriors of the Warriors camp rushed over like storm waves. Ye Chunqiu still took one step after another, standing side by side with Wang Shouren, and more than a hundred new troops followed each other.
The hand holding the stick was soaked in cold sweat and the palms were sticky. Just over two months ago, they were just the most ordinary scholars. Their situation was extremely bad. Although they studied, they did not achieve anything. Most of them had a bad family background. Although they were supported by their families to read and write, they could not help but fall into a confused situation after they had no hope of career.
Are they going to farm in the fields? It's so bad, why are they willing to make mud legs?
Open a library to teach? Haha... How can you support a family of old and young people based on this alone?
They suddenly discovered that the high-ranking scholar was useless.
But now, they are here shoulder to shoulder, just like in the past practice, holding sticks in both hands, remembering each exercise command, step by step, the enemy on the opposite side is like a big wave, they can clearly see the hideous faces and hear the deafening shouts and killing.
Are you afraid? Of course there are some, but those who walk side by side with them give them a sufficient sense of security.
In these days, the insults that the Warriors camp has been subjected to have become another concern for them to move forward.
"stop!"
Ye Chunqiu's voice came out.
Click...
Everyone stopped.
Because at this moment, the enemies on the opposite side are already rushing to come one by one, one after another, as if they are endless.
Ye Chunqiu looked at the rushing torrent intently, and he couldn't help feeling nervous.
In the light brain, countless times, data told myself that after the Industrial Revolution, the army with modern organizational strength swept the world by relying on this. The muskets at that time were far from fatal. Therefore, often at this time, when hundreds of elite soldiers of the great powers encountered thousands of Eastern troops, they could not defeat the enemy with the muskets in their hands. So they raised their bayonets without hesitation. Using this method, they used ten or hundreds of times the enemy. What's even more ridiculous is that hundreds of British troops, later generations always talked about the sharpness of the firearms of the great powers, but they didn't know that the real powers' powers were this coordinated melee combat and their incomparable organizational capabilities.
The same so-called colonial army is equipped with modern guns, but it is still vulnerable to the army with modern organizational capabilities.
And now... the time has come to test the results.
Ye Chunqiu raised his sword high and did not shout for killing, because the enemy was rushing towards him like a wolf or a tiger.
"prick!"
The front enemies were only ten feet away. They held their swords high, revealing fierce lights one by one, and the long swords and spears flashed with cold light.
Ye Chunqiu roared.
Huhuhuhuhu...
The stick wind whistles.
A hundred long sticks suddenly stabbed out...
Ye Chunqiu looked nervously in front of the team, and at this time... a miracle happened.
More than a dozen enemies rushing in front fell down, and the sharpened part of the long stick pierced into their flesh and blood, revealing a bloody hole.
The person who was stabbed suddenly discovered that the scholars on the opposite side who should have been powerless and who had been looked down upon by them were as powerful as a cow.
How could they know how explosive the body is under these nerdy faces? Their body refining technique has been practiced for two months. They have chicken, duck, fish and meat every day, and these nutritious things make them full of energy through body refining technique.
On the other hand, although they entered the elite Warrior camp, the only better place than those poor military households was that they had a bowl of white rice and a bite of vegetable soup, and these foods could not provide the calories needed for high-intensity training. Because of this, the entire Ming army, even the personal army, could not practice day after day, and even more so that it was impossible to achieve four or five hours a day, because they could not bear it physically. It was already the limit to be able to practice for three days for two or three hours. No matter how many people... I don’t know how many people were going to faint.
And they are obviously lucky, because most people in this era only have two meals a day, and many people are extravagant to even have enough rice.
boom……
The two military horses finally collided together, like harvesting wheat, a group of people fell down, and then made many tragic screams.
The person behind him lifted the knife, and because it was inertia, he stepped on the body of the person falling in front without hesitation and continued to rush.
Ye Chunqiu's voice still rang: "Thorn again!"
The pricks and the pricks are only a few times apart. In such a short period of time, it is impossible to complete so many high-intensity movements. Fortunately, the students who have been practicing for a long time have become accustomed to it. Suddenly, the stick wind rises again, and the dense long sticks are poked out at once, and the force of their hands is added to the stick, one by one, with a rush of overwhelming momentum.
Uh...
The enemies that followed fell down again.
Chapter completed!