Chapter 62: The Javelin Shows Off Its Might

  Just now, Ma Hou'er and two leaders led nearly a hundred people to block the road junction. The original plan was to ambush Xiao Tianjian's group from behind, blocking Xiao Tianjian's breakthrough, but they never expected that Xiao Tianjian would go against the trend, not only did he not intend to break through, but instead gathered his men and suddenly attacked Wang Tiandong, rushing towards where Wang Tiandong was located at a speed so fast that they couldn't react in time.

  When they saw Xiao Tianjian leading his men to attack Wang Tiandong, they realized that they were wrong, and it was a big mistake. They hastily summoned their subordinates to rush towards Wang Tiandong's side, wanting to launch a flank attack on Xiao Tianjian's group and support Wang Tiandong to rescue him.

  But before they could rush over, the battle on this side had quickly come to an end. Several of Wang Tiandong's men fled over in a desperate bid for survival, rushing into their crowd and shouting wildly, causing Ma Houzi's people to become flustered as well.

  Let's take another look! However, Wang Tiandong was nowhere to be found. The one surnamed Xiao led his men and quickly defeated Wang Tiandong, who had gone missing without a trace. This made Ma Houer and the others lose their minds, and they involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

  "Leave the auxiliary troops to guard the prisoners! Form up the combat troops! Hurry up! Everyone, march in step!" Xiao Tianjian called out to his subordinates, temporarily abandoning the prisoners who had been frightened out of their wits. He turned around and immediately faced the other two groups of Wang Tiandong's subordinates who were charging over, and gave the order to march in step.

  The sound of the bamboo flute rose again, and after a brief confusion, Xiao Tianjian's subordinates reformed into a neat square formation, advancing towards the remaining Wang Tiangong troops.

  Xiao Tianjian and his men have been training in guerrilla warfare for some time. Although their ability to attack fortifications is not great, they are still familiar with head-on confrontations against these mobs. The power of the javelin earlier excited everyone, and morale naturally surged again. So even though there were only thirty or so soldiers, when facing over a hundred opponents, they didn't flinch at all. On the contrary, their tense expressions eased up a lot, and even the one with blood on his face didn't fall back, persisting with a bloody face, standing in formation and continuing to fight together.

  As for Xiao Tianjian's side, the ferocious performance made the remaining guys who were already leaderless look at each other in dismay, not knowing whether to rush up and fight to the death with Xiao Tianjian's gang or to quickly slip away. A fierce argument broke out among several leaders, some suggesting that they should leave immediately to avoid suffering the same fate as those who had been defeated, while others proposed that since they still outnumbered Xiao Tianjian's side, they should put up a fight and rally everyone to overwhelm Xiao Tianjian's gang.

  Xiao Tianjian didn't give them time to deliberate, and with a loud whistle, he commanded his men to charge forward immediately.

  As soon as they saw the Xiao family's men rushing over, Wang Tianglong's subordinates who had just gathered together became flustered. Each of them had their own subordinates, and no one could control the situation at this moment. Seeing Xiao Tianjian's men pressing in, they shouted to gather their subordinates and prepared to fight a desperate battle with Xiao Tianjian's men.

  Although they didn't understand what the formation was, after doing this kind of work for so long, they naturally accumulated some experience. At least they knew that at this moment, they couldn't mess up their own formation first, otherwise, once they were counterattacked by the opponent, they would lose even faster.

  Then several leaders shouted: "Brothers, don't be afraid! We outnumber them, let's go shoulder to shoulder! Kill them and rescue our boss! The boss won't let you down! Shoulder to shoulder...!"

  With their current numbers being two or three times more than Xiao Tianjian's side, some of them thought they still had a chance to turn things around and thus gathered their men to put up a resistance.

  Among the most cheerful ones was Ma Hou'er, this monkey hated Xiao Tianjian the most, and he must avenge the slap in the face last night. He had several people under his command holding bird guns, and he thought he could still deal with Xiao Tianjian's gang, so he called on his subordinates to hurry forward, loading bullets, quick shooting. In his opinion, as long as they knocked down some of their opponents, the other side would immediately fall into chaos.

  A few men holding firelocks, although frightened, under the continuous kicking and beating of Ma Hu-er, still had to move forward, one by one busily loading bullets, preparing to open fire.

  Xiao Tianjian also knew where his disadvantage lay. Faced with the enemy's long-range firepower, they seemed very helpless. Apart from rushing over quickly at the cost of their lives, he had no other way.

  The group of people opposite was in disarray, but someone started shooting arrows. A flurry of arrows flew out from the crowd and shot towards Xiao Tianjian's side. The shield-bearing soldiers at the front immediately raised their shields to cover themselves and those behind them, blocking most of the arrows with their rattan shields. Except for one or two arrows that occasionally hit people in the back, they managed to deflect most of the arrows. As for the long spear holders, only one person was hit by an arrow, but the arrowhead only penetrated shallowly through his cotton-padded jacket and was immediately pulled out by the person himself, leaving only a minor injury.

  Xiao Tianjian accelerated the frequency of his whistling, and his subordinates also quickened their pace with the whistle. Braving the arrows shot by the enemy, they rapidly approached the people on the opposite side.

  "Bang, bang, bang......" Just as the two sides were getting closer and closer, with only about 40 steps left between them, those holding firearms finally finished loading.

  Nor was anyone directing them; once they had loaded their guns, they began firing wildly at the opposite side, bang, bang, bang.

  A guy was so nervous that he even forgot to pull out the ramrod when loading, and after a loud bang, his gun immediately burst and the ramrod flew out with a whizzing sound, but it didn't fly far before falling to the ground. The man operating the gun also immediately had blood all over his face, let out a strange cry, dropped his mangled gun, and started rolling around on the ground.

  The few guys holding the fire guns were even more frightened, shrinking back in fear. In just two days, they had already exploded two guns. This fire gun was indeed as Yan Zhongxi said, with a frighteningly high explosion rate.

  After a few gunshots, one of the shield bearers in the front row was immediately shot and fell to the ground with a loud cry. Although he had a rattan shield to block the bullets, at such close range, the shield could not withstand the gunfire. Two bullets from the guns hit his shield one after another, causing it to shatter into pieces. One bullet hit his arm, while the other was embedded in his abdomen, knocking him to the ground instantly.

  Another person was also hit by a bullet, but after the bullet penetrated the shield, it lacked power and failed to penetrate his leather armor, only making him stumble and cry out in surprise.

  Xiao Tianjian immediately tensed up, and the whistle's pitch changed slightly. He wanted to tell his subordinates to steady themselves, but he couldn't stop blowing the whistle, or else it would make their own footsteps even more chaotic. So he could only quicken the frequency of the whistle, telling his subordinates to speed up their pace and close in on the opponent.

  It was Tie Tou and Yan Chongxi who played a very good role at this time. Tie Tou shouted loudly: "Steady! No one is allowed to mess up the formation! Whoever dares to run, I'll kill him!"

  Yan Chongxi shouted loudly: "Don't be afraid! Brothers, don't be afraid! They only have this one shot! They don't have time to reload! Keep moving forward! The closer we get to them, the safer we'll be! Don't panic..."

  There were two of them at the front, holding down the fort. Several knife-wielding hands were tense to the point of collapse, but in the end, they steadied their nerves under their roar and continued to push forward with shields held high.

  Another long spearman fell to the ground with an arrow in his body, letting out a miserable cry. Immediately, another long spearman from the back row moved forward to fill his position. At this moment, no one had the ability to take care of the wounded, and everything could only wait until the outcome of this battle was decided.

  Losers are not qualified to rescue their own wounded, only the winning side can sweep the battlefield and collect their own wounded. This logic is understandable even for those who are on the battlefield for the first time, so for these two wounded men, they also have to continue pushing forward.

  "Spears at the ready!" Xiao Tianjian spat out the bamboo whistle in his mouth and shouted loudly. This time, he stood on the left side of the first row of long gunners, not only to see the situation on the opposite side clearly but also to boost the morale of his own men. When he saw that both sides were approaching within twenty steps of each other, he shouted out loud.

  A spear was pulled out by a long gunner and held in his right hand, ready to be thrown.

  "First row! Throw......" Xiao Tianjian didn't have a javelin, but he also pulled out a short axe from his waist, widened his eyes, and then let out a loud roar. He swung the short axe with all his might towards the guy who was jumping around the most on the opposite side.

  The horse monkey is jumping in front of the team, letting his subordinates reload their guns. Normally they don't train much and are reluctant to use gunpowder for practice, but now it's being used, these people are panicking, trembling with fear, unable to quickly reload, and over the past two days, two guns have exploded, leaving the remaining people somewhat fearful and hesitant to use them again.

  They originally had a tiger squat cannon, which was a good guy to deal with clustered enemies. At close range, one shot would be over a hundred scattered bullets, covering a very wide area. Almost only one shot was needed to sweep away the front row of Xiao Tianjian's team. Unfortunately, they left the tiger squat cannon at Wang Tianglong because they were calculating Xiao Tianjian and didn't want him to discover their trickery. They didn't even have time to use it, and now it has become Xiao Tianjian's spoils of war. Otherwise, with this thing, Xiao Tianjian would have had almost no chance of winning this time.

  The monkey, still in high spirits, saw his opponent getting closer and closer, snatched a rifle from one of the men's hands, wanting to load it himself, when he heard a loud roar coming from the other side.

  In his panic, he raised his head and suddenly felt a blackness before his eyes. A heavy object was blown by the wind and flew in front of him. He let out a terrified cry and tried to dodge, but it was too late. His head spun violently, his brain buzzed loudly, and everything before his eyes turned red. He fell backwards, face up, and tumbled out. The last thing he saw was a blood-red sky, as if even the clouds had turned crimson...

  When he fell to the ground, Ma Houer was no longer moving, his two legs twitching violently, his two arms also shaking violently, and his brain matter flowed out of the wound on his forehead, flowing white onto the ground, like tofu mixed with fresh blood, making people look at it with disgust.

  Almost simultaneously, several javelins fell among the front row of people, who were standing very densely and became live targets for the javelins. Almost none missed their mark, with all of them lodging in someone's body. One javelin even pierced through one person's body before lodging itself into another person behind him, stringing two people together like a human kebab, sending both crashing to the ground as they stared wide-eyed and shrieked in agony.

  Faced with such a hail of arrows, Wang Tianlong's men were almost powerless to defend themselves. Before they could even run away, the second wave of arrows flew over again, and once more there was a burst of thudding sounds as several more people became victims of the arrows.

  The people in the front row immediately fell into chaos, one by one dropping the things in their hands, shouting and covering their heads as they scurried away. Some turned around to squeeze into the crowd, while others immediately fled to both sides. In short, no one wanted to stay at the front of the queue anymore. This place was a death zone in the face of the spears, and no one wanted to die, so everyone wanted to escape.

  In addition, they are not like Xiao Tianjian and his gang, with strict discipline constraints. When they go to battle, they rely solely on their bravery, taking advantage of the situation if possible, and retreating immediately if not.

  A team of over a hundred people, having just been hit by two rows of spears, immediately dispersed. The people in the back were still somewhat calm, but those in the front had already become utterly chaotic.

  "Don't run! Don't run...... Stop! Come back......" Some leaders were still wildly shouting to restrain their subordinates from running, trying to steady the formation.

  But Xiao Tianjian shouted again at this moment: "Rifles flat, charge!"

  The iron-headed man in the front row shouted loudly, and several knife-shield men immediately rushed to both wings, making way for the long spear men. The first row of long spear men then lowered their spears together, and Xiao Tianjian suddenly sprinted forward with all his might.

  "Stab!"

  "Kill...kill..." The first row of long gunners, using all their might, held the four-meter-long guns horizontally and stabbed forward fiercely, while bursting out a loud killing roar from their lungs.

  A row of long guns burst into the enemy group like a battering ram, stirring up a bloody glow.