Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Martial Virtues of Young People (3)

Hearing Niu Erwa's words, Zhang Ruotai's face changed: "General Niu, do they still want to go against us?" ”

Zhang Ruotai knows how strong the combat power of the group of people around him is.

If it is said that when the Dapogang camp was attacked, it was a coincidence, and when Yuzhou City was attacked, it was the advantage of artillery fire.

However, the moment they entered the city, Zhang Ruotai knew what it meant to be well-trained!

This group of people worked in groups of three or three, one main melee combat, one main defense, and one main long-range attack, and they were forced to come out and surrender in the street battle, forcing the green battalion to come out and surrender!

Niu Erwa adjusted the magnification of the telescope, and he twitched the sleeves that were thick and thin together, so that the image in the lens gradually became clearer.

"Look, the wall is waiting for you!"

There are so many flare-shaped spears on the wall, this should be a lifting gun!

That's a good idea!

If he goes straight to the village gate, I am afraid that his subordinates will be killed and injured heavily.

"Class 1, Class 2, Class 3, you guys come forward for me, find a suitable position, and finish off their gunners!"

Niu Erwa snorted coldly.

Now that the carriage and horses are clearly laid out, then prepare to withstand the artillery fire!

If it's a street fight, this gun is really unsolvable.

If this thing beats the only son, it can hit from the east of the city to the west of the city, and if it beats the scattered son, it is enough to block an alley.

It's a pity that this is a mountainous area!

The flintlock pistols in their hands are even more powerful.

Don't look at the range of the flintlock pistol is the same as the arquebus, but the conditions for the use of this flintlock pistol are much wider than the arquebus.

Moreover, flintlock pistols can be ambushed in advance.

After sending out her subordinates, Niu Erwa waited for a while, and saw that the thirty soldiers had moved in place, so Niu Erwa went to the gate of Erlang Township alone.

He walked to the position of fifty feet outside the city gate and stood still, and shouted at the top of his voice:

"I'm the third prince sitting down in the camp, I don't know which one is the head of Erlang Township?"

……

Hearing Niu Erwa's voice, the seventh uncle stabbed the old man beside him and said in a low voice:

"Baby, what is the matter with him? Remember to ask in my tone. ”

He coughed lightly and rubbed his throat: "Seventh Uncle, I ate some mountain oranges last night, and my throat is a little hot today, cough cough ......."

(Baby, is Fangcheng's name for young people, the pronunciation is wai tongue sound)

The white-haired old man had no doubts about this senior seventh uncle, and he stood up:

"I just, I don't know what happened when the general came?"

The white-haired old man didn't know at all that the thirty soldiers sent by the rebels seemed to be far away from here, but in fact, they had already been trapped in the crosshairs.

……

"How dare you assassinate the messengers sent by my king?"

Niu Erwa got straight to the point.

The messenger did not return for a day, so naturally there was more luck than luck.

He followed all the way, only to see the horse's hoof prints coming all the way, but not the slightest trace of a fight.

And being able to quietly kill the two messengers is enough to explain the situation at that time.

Either they were besieged, or they were killed when they were defenseless!

The former they have ruled out, so it is obvious where exactly the Messenger happened.

"Uncle Seven, how should I answer?"

The white-haired old man lowered his head and asked.

Uncle Seven's eyes narrowed, and the people in front of him were all veterans of the rivers and lakes!

These people are out of range!

"You tricked them into coming forward......"

The seventh uncle's eyes were full of murderous aura, he thought about it for a while, and said:

"Tell them that the Messenger is visiting our town, and if they don't believe me, they can come in and check it out."

The white-haired old man did as he spoke......

Who knows, Niu Erwa waved her hand suddenly and yelled: "Call me!" ”

He himself was a pounce, hiding behind a large tree.

"Bang!"

With a crisp gunshot, the white-haired old man fell in response.

These soldiers, who ate and slept together for more than half a year, have long established a deep friendship with each other.

If you die on the battlefield, you can only blame yourself for not being good at learning.

They were ordered to convey the news, but they were killed in this Erlangmiao Township, so the soldiers naturally hated it.

The first moment Niu Erwa gave the order, someone put down the "village elder".

……

"Ping Pong!"

"Bang bang bang!"

……

There was gunfire everywhere.

The seventh uncle looked at the old man who was slowly falling beside him in a daze, and his eyes widened:

"What kind of gun is this, shit, so accurate?"

In a panic, he didn't even pay attention to the musketeers he had arranged, and most of them had already been killed.

One after another, the gunmen were knocked down by the soldiers outside, and the remaining musketeers were shocked.

In a panic, they didn't care whether the rebels were within their firepower or not, and when they fired back in the direction where the gunfire was most intense.

However, the rebels had already looked for cover, and secondly, the range of the scattered son was too close......

……

Half a pillar of incense didn't have time, and there were no more gunshots on the wall.

Niu Erwa arranged for a part of the rebels to climb over the wall and enter the wall, and opened the gate of Erlang Township.

By this time, there were no people in the town......

As early as the moment before Zhuang Ding's defeat, the villagers ran down the back door into the mountains......

"Yingzheng, we found a messy footstep at the back door, but do we want to keep tracking?"

Ban Zhengkong finished his mouth and reported.

"Chase, why not!"

Niu Erwa clenched her back molars, and the two brothers who had ordered the order did not have a piece of intact skin that had already been whipped.

Even, because they have been hanging for too long, their arms are afraid that they will be useless.

……

When Niu Erwa pressed the 800 villagers of Erlang Temple and returned to Yuzhou, Zhu Cijiong happened to get the good news from Ye County.

Compared to how easy it was for them to seize other cities, Ye County was much more difficult.

Even, the 1,000 soldiers sent to Yexian County were killed and wounded by 300 people, plus the reinforcements of Yang Qilong's cavalry battalion, Yexian was taken.

Zhu Cijiong was busy training recruits, and for the people on the side of Erlang Temple, he just ordered them to be sent to Gaozhuang Iron Mine as usual, and then he didn't ask anymore.

This time, there were more than a dozen battles in succession, and basically all departments had already drawn up meritorious personnel.

It happened that Zhu Cijiong was going to conduct a large-scale military training, and he decided to expand the entire army to about 15,000 people on the basis of the original 3,000 people.

In his vision, there will be a training base in Yuzhou and a training base in Neixiang.

In the future, all departments will not be blamed for organizing and training the new army.

In addition, it is this battle that has incorporated the Green Battalion of about 1,000 people, and the solution of these people will also be put on the agenda.