Lu Ming

In the northern mountains in winter, there is still snow everywhere, and there are messy forests and shrubs everywhere up and down the mountains, and occasionally there are frozen rivers, mountain streams, and villages blocking the way-according to the regulations, the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Battalion must bypass these scattered mountain villages. Cannot be found by mountain people.

In this way, the north-south thickness of the mountains was only 100 miles, and the Meifuxi team maintained a slow search formation, and it took four days to see the end.

At noon, facing the sun without heat, standing among the trees on the top of a mountain, all the members of the team sat on the horse and looked at the north quietly.

From their angle, they could already faintly see the distant plain through the gradually thinning mountain gap ahead.The Zunhua Plain, which is only 10 kilometers wide, is just in front of the left front of the team, and it can be entered only by crossing a few more hills.

However, that's the end of the team, and the next infiltration plan will be more dispersed.

Right now, there is a high possibility of encountering Eight Banners scouting horses at this position, so the previous search formation is unnecessary, and a group battle formation of three or at most four is the best choice.

After speaking with the headquarters and reporting, Chen Huoding told Mei Fuxi: "The battalion headquarters" ordered to rest on the spot.

After receiving the order, Mei Fuxi immediately assigned tasks: two team members with binoculars went to the sides of the mountain to serve as lookout posts, and the rest got off their horses and began to rest in this cypress-dominated miscellaneous forest.

The team members started camping skillfully.Someone took out bags of mixed wheat, black beans and buckwheat and hung them on the horses' heads one by one.Some people lit the kerosene stove and shoveled clean residual snow from the side and put it into the pot.

Along the way, the alcohol fuel used for testing has long been exhausted, so now we can only use kerosene for cooking.

Kerosene has a little smoke and a kerosene smell compared to alcohol fuel which is smokeless and odorless.But in the mountains and forests of the seventeenth century, the smell of smoke was not enough to be observed by human eyes from a distance, so it was still very safe.

The slush in the two kerosene stoves was quickly bubbling, and then some bacon and dried vegetables were thrown into the pot.At the same time, a thin metal steaming grid with mesh was used as a pot cover, and some meat pies were placed on it.

Marching in winter in the north has this advantage: all the food is frozen hard by the cold weather before it is put into the pan, and there is no danger of spoilage.

You must know that it has been the seventh day since the whole army of Feihuying set off from Tianjin Wei. If it is in the south, most of the food will grow hairy in seven days.

The team who were preparing to eat didn't know that at the same time they were cooking the bacon, the canned boat carrying the field artifact was already floating in the sea off Tianjin.When the Flying Tiger Battalion makes an official battle next time, Mei Fuxi and the others will be able to eat southern fruits.

From this point of view, the army deserves to be the nation's largest money-consuming household.

In later generations, the annual military expenditure of the rabbit is about 7000 billion, and how much is the total net worth of the two horses that people are familiar with?

This ratio is normal.Once you have property, you must have corresponding force to protect it.For people like Daming, who usually raise the army as beggars, and then expect soldiers to transform into warriors overnight when they go to the battlefield, it is impossible to justify not subjugating the country.

The time-traveling people from later generations, in terms of military treatment, are naturally in line with the ideas of later generations.

A canned lychee, whether it was sold locally in Tianjin or shipped to Beijing, could be sold for 10 taels of silver per can with eyes closed in the seventeenth century.

How do you say that?A concubine who rides the world of mortals laughs, but no one knows that it is Lychee.

Tang Minghuang and Concubine Yang Guifei can testify to the attitude of the ancients in the north towards the southern lychees.

So the cross-travelers also gritted their teeth in this regard: even if they just distribute a few cans to the soldiers before going into battle, it also represents a large amount of military expenditure.

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As the bouillabaisse begins to churn in the pot, the pie on the steamer grid is softened by the steam.At this time, the team members took out their military iron lunch boxes, filled them up in turn, and began to eat and drink comfortably in the woods where the temperature was below zero.

Meanwhile, the two kerosene stoves cannot rest: the water from the freshly melted snow will be taken to drink the horses.

After an hour, all the horses had eaten enough concentrate and drank enough water.

Fighting in the north, to put it bluntly, horses are more important than people.Before this, the crossing crowd had been active in the south and played mainly with boats, so they did not estimate the importance of horses, especially regarding the needs of elite cavalry and scouts in terms of horses.

This time, the cabinet and the general staff realized the importance of war horses at certain times through the report sent back by the senior officials from the northern delegation.The army's half-dead stud farm finally ushered in the dawn. The embryo transplantation of Arabian horses has been put on the agenda, and it seems that a batch of them will be imported.

After eating this high-quality field lunch, the team began to rest.Several people took out cigarettes from their pockets at this moment, and Mei Fuxi was no exception. What he took out from his pocket was a hard case of Yellow Crane Tower, the most expensive brand.

After joking and joking with the team members who came to smoke cigarettes, the rich second generation finally treated the guests.

The only one who doesn't smoke is Chen Huoding and Chen Erye.

After joining the special forces, the second master stopped smoking while performing tasks.Smoking will make the body smell bad, and it is easy to expose yourself in some tasks that require latent infiltration.

But this doesn't mean that the second master has no entertainment... Picking up the MK17 rifle in his hand, the second master began to skillfully polish the gun.

Back then, when I followed my eldest brother Zhou Tong to Hangzhou to meet the rebel Cao Daoren, the bandit Chen Erye still yelled for a pistol before he would rebel.

Now the second master is sitting thousands of miles away in the northern mountains, with an automatic rifle in his hand and an M9 pistol in his waist. He is completely armed to the teeth. Thinking about it, the world is really unpredictable!

Just when Second Master was happily cleaning the gun, Mei Fuxi, who was smiling, came over and began to wipe the gun with Second Master.

In Mei Fuxi's hand, he had a shot of [-] blocks.

After more than a month of training, the Flying Tiger Battalion has stabilized the structure of the entire army by eliminating the chaff and keeping the chaff.At this time, the captain of the sentry, like Mei Fuxi, was allowed to receive shooting training, and was then issued with muskets.

Smiling and wiping the only musket in the team, Mei Fuxi once again began to get close to the second master, trying to borrow the "continuous gun" in the second master's hand for fun.If it really doesn't work, the sharp short gun on Erye's waist is also a good thing!

However, someone was doomed to fail again, and the second master ignored this naughty boy at all.In the eyes of the second master, anyone who has never fought in battle is a slippery person...

Just then, the radio sent another signal.

After Chen Huoding heard the notification sound, his face became serious, he put away his gun and got up, walked behind a big tree as required, turned on the radio, and then a series of voices mixed with many coded words came from the earphone.

After listening to the news handed over by the battalion department, Chen Huoding also used some code words to reply to the past. After the two sides exchanged a few words, Chen Huoding turned off the radio.

The news from the radio was simple: there were three Tartar scouts coming in this direction.

The order sent by the radio station was also very simple: I don't want to see ten people rushing to deal with the Tartars, and asked Chen Huoding to seize this rare opportunity to test the team's training results.

Chen Huoding expressed his understanding.

In fact, in front of Mei Fuxi, a so-called reconnaissance team, the special forces had already pulled a net to monitor on the edge of the mountain range.

The two-person special operations team was divided into ten groups, not only monitoring the main mountain passes leading into the mountain from the corridor, but even last night, some team members went out to investigate around Zunhua City.

So for the Eight Banners Sentinels who entered from these mountain passes, their every move was under surveillance.

"Assemble." Chen Huoding, who turned out from behind the tree, quickly assembled ten team members, and then conveyed the instructions of his superiors to Mei Fuxi in public: organize a team of pioneers to investigate ahead, and the rest stand by on the spot.

Mei Fuxi did not suspect him after listening. According to the previous training mode, he ordered two players on the spot and formed a forward team with himself.

After the three-person team packed up their luggage and weapons, they formed a character shape and descended to the bottom of the valley along the gentle slope on the left side of the top of the mountain. Following the direction Chen Huoding pointed out, they scouted along the way.

At this time, Chen Huoding was also riding a horse, and followed the group at a slightly longer distance. The four of them formed an irregular diamond shape.

Half an hour later, the team that had just turned into a valley met the Tartars.

The two sides found their opponents at the same time in this short valley with a distance of 300 meters.

Three to three.

Chen Huoding hadn't abducted him yet.

Chapter 434 Chaos

At the bottom of the valley, where there are many rocks and miscellaneous trees, the two groups of Tanma who met unexpectedly looked at each other for three seconds.

Unlike the other two well-informed guards beside him, Mei Fuxi, who had been staying in Tianjin Wei, saw a real Tartar for the first time today.

The three Tatar soldiers also stood in the shape of a character. The leader was short and stocky, with a full face and a vigorous expression. On his bluish scalp was the iconic pig tail of a Tatar.

This person was wearing a gray double-breasted leather jacket, loose red cotton trousers on his lower body, a bow bag on the back of the horse, a long knife on his waist, and an iron wrench on his thumb. The word "elite" was written all over his body. .

Following behind the green-skinned tartars were two cavalrymen wearing felt hats and leather robes, with dark and rough skin, who also controlled strings and wielded knives.

At the same time that the three of Mei Fuxi confirmed the identity of the visitor, the three riders on the opposite side also started to act immediately: amidst the shouts of shouting and driving, the three of them simultaneously began to urge their horses to walk slowly here.

The reason for the slow pace is that the valley between the two mountains is full of rocks and miscellaneous trees, and the horse must find the right place to move forward.

"Deputy team, shoot!"

At this moment, Mei Fuxi, who had not issued any movement or order, was slapped on the arm by the players around him.

"Ah, yes, shoot." The young man who woke up suddenly, hurriedly took off the [-] cover on his back, and began to take out the bullets and prepare to load them.

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Battlefield experience is such a thing that a soldier will only change after he has personally experienced it.

People like Mei Fuxi, even though they were trained according to the way of generals since they were young, have superb skills and are unparalleled in the army. They are cremated with lightning, but they have never really experienced the cruel atmosphere of life and death in battle. This is always the weakness of young people.

So at the moment when he saw the three real men, the young man was stunned.

At this moment, since the Year of Apocalypse, the great reputation of the Tartars on the frontal battlefield, the brutal notoriety of killing Ming people in various places, and the dark chicken soup of "invincible", all began to ferment in the minds of young people.

Mei Fuxi was like a rookie who was fully prepared for the preseason but was stunned in the main game. All the usual learning was gone, replaced by a bunch of random thoughts.

It wasn't until the team members reminded him that Mei Fuxi woke up from the dazed state and hurriedly prepared to shoot.

Technology changes tactics.

For the three Tatar soldiers, their furthest attack distance was only 50 meters.In fact, if you want the bow and arrow to have an effect on the concentrated enemy, it is best to shorten the distance between the two sides to within 20 meters.

So the three Tatar soldiers immediately began to urge the horse forward.

On the other side of the team, there was Mei Fuxi's gun, so the three of them didn't have to move forward. The two team members drew their knives and waited quietly for Mei Fuxi to shoot.

After a "bang", a puff of white smoke came out of the barrel, and the shot missed...

Mei Fuxi, whose face was flushed, quickly loaded the bullet, and at the same time bit the tip of her tongue with her teeth, forcing herself to calm down and concentrate.

When the three Tatar soldiers advanced to a distance of 200 meters, Mei Fuxi's second shot hit the green-skinned Tartar... the horse that sat down.

Shoot people first and shoot horses, Mei Fuxi never forgot what the instructor said.For a musketeer like him who has not been trained for a long time, horse shooting is the best choice at a distance of 200 meters.

As for hitting a shaking head, it was because he had watched too many movies.At this time, unless a professional soldier shoots a burst with an assault rifle equipped with a scope, it is difficult to hit the head.

The Mongolian steed hit by the lead bullet stood up on the spot and threw the knight on its back.

The two felt-hat tartars following behind couldn't help being taken aback when they saw this scene.However, the battle-hardened Tatar soldiers reacted quickly in the next moment, and the two shouted loudly, avoided the dead horse, and urged the horse to accelerate the charge without hesitation.

Tatar soldiers who have experienced many battles have rich experience.Although they didn't expect the opponent's muskets to have such a long range, the two immediately chose the most correct response: speed up the impact and close the distance while the enemy was reloading.

After hitting the enemy's mount with a single shot, Mei Fuxi was refreshed, and the previous tension disappeared a lot.At this time, his legs stopped shaking, and his face became normal. With one hand, he took out the lead bullets and the cap from the bullet bag on his waist, loaded the rifle, and started aiming again.

However, the best time has passed.

The two felt-hat tartars had learned to be good at this time.Not only did they hide behind the horses, but they also took advantage of the cover of boulders and trees to precisely control the horses to come here.

At this time, Mei Fuxi's marksmanship couldn't keep up.After all, he is just a rookie who has undergone short-term shooting training. Whether it is the training time or the number of bullets consumed, he is far from reaching the standard of ordinary recruits.

So his last two shots missed the mark.For the enemy cavalry who were no longer advancing at a constant speed and turning left and right, both shots hit tree trunks and stones.On the other hand, the Tatars on the opposite side could advance five to sixty meters every time they dodged a shot.

Under the thin winter sun, the two Tatar soldiers pressed their horses tightly, stepping on the remaining snow and approaching step by step.The seemingly monotonous sound of horseshoes became more and more suffocating, and the brutal killing atmosphere made people breathless.

As for the team members here, they can even see the face of the visitor clearly: low skull, broad face, narrow and long eyes—Mongolian.

When two Mongolian Eight Banners wearing felt hats advanced to a distance of 40 meters in front, Mei Fuxi's second hit of the day finally came: a Mongolian soldier's right shoulder was grazed by lead bullets, and blood flowed profusely immediately. He threw away the saber already in his hand.

Due to the existence of the 50 big cover, the two Mongolian soldiers were forced to change their conventional tactics.Normally, after advancing to [-] meters, the two sides should stop their horses and compare a few rounds of archery with each other first.Then it will enter hand-to-hand combat according to the situation-the party with weak archery will take the initiative to attack.

However, in front of this terrible blunderbuss, the two Mongolian men couldn't stop their horses, so the bow and arrow also lost their effect.

As for the so-called cavalry shooting, it is thrown out by all the cavalry in a general direction when the large troops cast cover shooting.When it comes to a single soldier trying to shoot accurately on a bumpy horseback in this situation, it's all ridiculous, and only movies will act like this.

This is the reason why the injured man lost his saber: After confirming that the opponent's blunderbuss was powerful, the two drew out their swords in advance to prepare for hand-to-hand combat, and then they were injured, and then threw their swords... This is the story of nails and horseshoes, small details Snowballing makes or breaks.

Just as the wounded Mongolian soldier drew out the dagger at his waist with his left hand and continued to charge forward through gritted teeth, the two team members beside Mei Fuxi shouted at the same time and charged forward.

These two people had been guarding caravans all year round before, and had fought with various Mongolian horse bandits before. They had already had their lives under their hands, so they were very proficient in riding battles.

Now the distance between the two sides has been shortened to within 30 meters, and the Mongolian soldiers can rush to the front in a few seconds.At this time, if you don't hedge against melee combat, your side will lose the horse's impact potential energy-Mei Fuxi is obviously not worth relying on, and the two players can't bet that he can kill the opponent in a few seconds.

When the two team members rushed out with their knives, the musket in Mei Fuxi's hand was useless.

Picking up the gun, Mei Fuxi gritted her teeth and drew out her saber after swearing at herself as "idiot", and also urged the horse to rush over.

The speed of hedging is very fast.The two team members had just picked up the speed of their horses, and the four riders had already started to pedal wrongly.

At this moment, four knives "cut" down at the same time.

In fact, the cavalry didn't have to work hard when staggering to cut people. It was more about setting the angle of the saber and waiting for the opponent to hit him: relying on the momentum of the horse can easily cut off the opponent's neck or arm.

After the four horses pedaled wrongly, the two sides quickly separated.

The result of the battle is obvious: the arm of Meng Bing, who was holding a dagger in his left hand before, flew up, and his plasma was flying, drawing a trajectory in the air like Stephen Zhou's thread of fresh flowers.

The other pair of opponents ended in a tie. The two sides fought each other in the air, and neither of them took advantage.

At this time, the Mongolian soldier was a little bit embarrassing: he had just fought with his opponent, and before his body regained his balance, Mei Fuxi had already rushed over, and took advantage of the situation to make another stab.

The Mongolian soldier's superb riding skills and superb skills saved his life.At this critical moment, he simply disengaged the stirrup of his right foot, swung his body backwards with the force of his thigh, swung his raised arm precisely, and confronted Mei Fuxi again.

The end of the first round: Fang Dayou, the bright man, formed a three-on-one situation.

The man with the broken arm was already useless at this moment: the bumping horse caused a large amount of blood to spurt from his wound, and the one-armed man who had lost his weapon was already on the verge of falling on the horse and was about to fall down at any time.

After giving the horse a buffer distance of less than ten meters, the two team members reined in the horse, turned around, raised the blood-stained long knife, and rushed towards the healthy Mongolian soldier from left to right.

Meng Bing also turned his horse's head at this time, and after a roar, he urged the horse to meet him.

Mei Fuxi, who moved a beat slower, was reining in and turning around.He had already figured it out, after the two sides kicked again by mistake, even if the Mongolian soldier survived, the shooting angle would be available, and he planned to take the gun and aim after turning the horse's head.