Chapter 182: Asking for the People's Life
High alcohol can burn, this is a chemical knowledge, the people of the Tang Dynasty did not know, in fact, they did not even know what high wine is.
A little spark can start a fire, more than a dozen dead soldiers were caught off guard and were burned screaming and rolling, in extreme pain, the rest of the dead soldiers retreated a few steps, still gathered in formation, their eyes stared coldly at the gate of the county government, the robe covered in fire in front of them did not arouse their pity at all, in their hearts, the lives of these dozen dead soldiers had been abandoned.
"Rush in and kill them all!" The knight at the head was so angry that his tone became strange.
The dead soldiers rushed into the county government like locusts crossing the border, and just rushed to the middle of the courtyard, the twenty or so people who rushed in front suddenly felt that something was wrong under their feet, and before they could react, their bodies sank suddenly, and more than 20 people all fell into the big pit dug in the middle of the courtyard.
After a terrible scream, the more than 20 dead soldiers all died in the pit, their bodies stuck in the sharp knives in the pit, bloody like the skewers just made by the Turpan master.
Li Twelve Niang stood under the stone steps outside the main hall, looking at the tragic situation in front of her, her eyelids twitched a few times, and she turned her head to look at Gu Qing.
This kid is bad enough, the organs set up are simply impossible to prevent, and every mechanism is very fatal, it is hard to imagine that the Gu family and his wife are a generation of heroes, why their descendants act like villains.
However, Li Shiniang had to admit that the effect of this poisonous organ was extraordinarily good. The two sides have not officially faced each other until this moment, the enemy has already killed seventy or eighty people, if Gu Qing did not install a mechanism, to achieve such a heavy loss target of the enemy, at least half of his own side will die.
The unguardable mechanism made the dead soldiers red-eyed, they had never encountered such an aggrieved fight, the two sides had barely met, their side lost a small half of the people, all kinds of organs ingenuity, finally had a guard against the bamboo arrows shot in the dark, and was immediately drenched by the high wine, just had a fear of the terrible high wine, and dug a big pit in front of him......
Guarding against this but not that, everyone was in a state of high mental tension, and when they pushed forward, the dead soldiers unknowingly lost their indomitable spirit, and every step was taken carefully, for fear that an unbelievable mechanism would emerge from somewhere, and a vicious battle without gunpowder was gradually mastered by Gu Qing's side.
There were still more than a hundred dead soldiers, ignoring the corpses of the robes scattered all over the pit, they continued to form a formation outside the pit, a row of long halberds in front pointed straight ahead, and with the order of the leader, the dead soldiers took a step forward like soldiers on the battlefield.
I have to admit that the combat quality of this group of dead soldiers is very high, the casualties are nearly half, but the team is not chaotic at all, after a short period of turmoil in the morale of the army, an order from the leader can make the morale of the army as stable as a rock.
Gu Qing hid behind the pillars of the main hall, quietly observing this group of dead soldiers, his heart becoming heavier and heavier.
I'm afraid it will be difficult to win tonight, the enemy's force is too strong, and his side is inferior to the enemy in terms of numbers and combat quality, and the only thing that can be relied on at present is the advantage of the terrain and fewer and fewer mechanisms.
Pulling out the dagger from his arms, Gu Qing subconsciously looked at Zhang Huaiyu who was standing not far away, and a thought suddenly popped up in his heart, the fate of this life will not stop tonight, right?
With a sharp swing of the dagger, he severed a rope tied to the pillar, and the rope was connected to the mechanism, and two rows of logs nailed with spikes suddenly swung from the east and west sides of the courtyard to the middle of the courtyard like swings, and the spikes pointed directly at the dead soldiers in the courtyard.
When the dead men heard the movement, they turned their heads and saw two logs covered with spikes crashing into them, and they couldn't help but be frightened, and hurriedly ducked down, but several people were still unable to dodge and were pierced through the chest by the spikes.
As soon as the log swung over, Gu Qing cut another rope, and several baskets of lime powder catapulted out from above the pillars, and the white lime powder instantly spread over the courtyard, and the eyes of the dead soldiers were suddenly confused, and dozens of people covered their eyes and screamed.
The dead soldier led by him was about to explode, and raised his knife and shouted: "Despicable villain, how many tricks do you have, use them all!" ”
Gu Qing stood under the pillar and said loudly: "The enemy's formation is out of order, kill it quickly!" ”
The guards and heroes who were ambushed around the courtyard received the order, and immediately shot out like arrows off the string, taking advantage of the chaos of the dead soldiers, the heroes rushed to the middle of the courtyard and raised their knives to split, and instantly put down more than a dozen people.
The dead man at the head was in a hurry, and until this moment, more than half of his men had been lost, and almost all of them died under the calculations of the other party's organs.
"Retreat! Hurry back! Retreat to the door and form a formation! ”
However, the dead soldiers can no longer retreat, a series of mechanisms are released, they are stunned, the heroes of the rivers and lakes take advantage of the situation to kill the crowd of the dead soldiers, the enemy and us are scuffled together, the dead soldiers are bitten by the heroes of the rivers and lakes, they can't retreat at all, and there is no time to calmly line up.
Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the enemy's position was destroyed, the lethality would be reduced by at least half, and the next thing would be to fight separately, just depending on the level of individual strength.
Gu Qing glanced at Li Twelve Niang and said, "Aunt Li, take care of yourself, I'll go to the door of Gensheng's house to guard." ”
Li Twelve Niang nodded: "You also have to be careful, if you are in danger and shout for help, I will save you." ”
After saying that, Li Twelve Niang was on tiptoe, and also flew into the courtyard to fight with the enemy.
Outside, there was a sea of corpses and blood, and inside the house, Song Gensheng was still sitting in front of the desk, with a clear expression and a hard work.
“…… In the land of Liuhe, the clothes are ugly, the barbarism of the eight wildernesses, and the flesh is coarse. How can people survive after being hungry and cold for a long time? Rely on the land, work in the countryside, bow down and be reverent, frightened and pray, only for a rough stomach. The world has been prosperous for a long time, prosperous in the princes of Gungon, the territory is poor, the poor is in the people, the world's fields are gathered in the monarch and the ministers of the nineteenth, and the people are left to the people eleven, the people lose their land and starve to death, the powerful feast and pour the money on the flowers, this is the loss of the monarch and the minister. The lesson of the water-covered boat, the death of the ant breakway, the same in ancient and modern times, what is the minister's words, and the king is ...... to hear it"
The screams outside the house came to Song Gensheng's ears, Song Gensheng's pen suddenly paused, his eyes gradually turned red, and then tears flowed down his cheeks, and the hand holding the pen trembled uncontrollably.
The formation of the dead soldiers was broken, and the two sides fought each other and fell into a scuffle.
Zhang Huaiyu held a sharp sword in her hand, and most of her white clothes were dyed red, including her blood and the blood of the enemy.
Li Twelve Niang is like a butterfly wearing flowers, jumping and striking in the crowd, and every time the sword is stabbed, it will always be unexpected.
Chen Fufeng and Luo Fei and other heroes staggered slightly, their arms and legs had been injured in many places, Chen Fufeng waved an iron boring with one hand, and covered his abdomen with the other, obviously suffering a lot of injuries to his abdomen.
Luo Fei's fat face, which looked quite pleasing and honest, was pale at the moment, holding a pair of big axes in both hands, slashing left and right, like a round hedgehog rolling in the crowd, the big axe was like a streamer across the night sky, and the snow-white brilliance was with a little scarlet blood.
Gu Qing was still standing motionless outside the door of Song Gensheng's house, staring at the battle situation in the middle of the courtyard with his eyes. Seeing the guards and heroes who had been chatting and laughing falling under the enemy's sword halberd, Gu Qing's teeth were gritted loudly, but he still didn't move.
He didn't have martial arts, so he rushed down rashly just to send him to death, but instead dragged Zhang Huaiyu and the others back, so that they had to be distracted to protect him. And the position Gu Qing is standing in at this moment is the last line of defense to protect Song Gensheng, although this line of defense is not too strong, it is a line of defense after all, no matter how insignificant it is, it is the last bloom of a life.
Seven or eight weak figures approached Gu Qing silently, and when Gu Qing saw them out of the corner of his eyes, he was shocked, and immediately clenched his dagger and looked at him coldly.
At a glance, Gu Qing's expression suddenly relaxed.
These seven or eight people are acquaintances, they are teenagers from Shiqiao Village, long before Gu Qing went to Qingcheng County, Zhang Huaiyu brought them out of the village to protect Song Gensheng.
Most of the teenagers are fifteen or sixteen years old, and they are the best people in Shiqiao Village, and Zhang Huaiyu specially selected them before bringing them out. They followed Feng Aweng and Zhang Huaiyu every day to practice their skills and practice formations, and the performance of these people was the best among the teenagers in the same village.
The teenagers approached quietly, startled by Gu Qing's cold eyes, stood still for the first teenager, and hurriedly said, "Gu Langjun, it's us, have you forgotten?" ”
The corners of Gu Qing's mouth tugged: "I haven't forgotten, I remember you, your name is Liu Hong, the Liu family in the east of the village." ”
Liu Hong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled lightly: "It's good that Gu Langjun remembers us, when you opened the porcelain kiln, they and I both went to your porcelain kiln to work and earned the wages you gave." ”
Gu Qing lowered his face and said, "Why are you here?" It's too dangerous, so quickly withdraw and retreat to the outside of the county office to wait. ”
Liu Hong hurriedly said: "We were brought by Miss Zhang to protect Song Gensheng, you are bleeding desperately, we don't know what to do, fortunately Gu Langjun is here, it is better for you to give the order, we will line up here, rush in and fight......"
"Get out! Half-grown child, I don't know how thick the sky is, is he blind? Didn't see how many people died? Gu Qing shouted angrily.
Liu Hong stiffened his neck and said, "No! Miss Zhang took us out just to fight hard, how can there be a reason to see the excitement, if you don't give the order, we will rush in by ourselves. ”
Gu Qing was furious, grabbed Liu Hong's clothes, pulled him to him, approached his face and said coldly: "Everyone in this courtyard has to listen to me today, what is the crime of disobedience Feng Aweng didn't tell you?" Stay here honestly, you're too young for you to be able to do anything in this kind of scuffle. ”
Gu Qing has supreme prestige in Shiqiao Village after all, even if he goes to Chang'an to be an official, his words are still true in the village, and no one in Shiqiao Village dares to disobey.
Seeing that Gu Qing lost his temper, Liu Hong didn't dare not listen, so he had to take everyone back two steps back.
Gu Qing pondered for a moment, pointed to Song Gensheng's house, and said, "If you really want to help, then form a good formation in front of Gensheng's house, and if a thief breaks in, you will use the combined attack technique that Feng Aweng taught you to kill him." ”
Liu Hong heard that this task was better than nothing, but it was better to do something, so he agreed.
Seven or eight young men held halberds in their hands, lined up a small fishwing array in front of the house, and waited for them with their halberds in a wary expression.
In the middle of the courtyard, the fighting has become white-hot.
What Gu Qing didn't expect was that after the formation of the dead soldiers was broken, their personal strength was also very good, the guards and the heroes fought for a long time, but they had gradually fallen behind, and the dead soldiers seemed to have a spirit, and they walked while fighting very tacitly, seeing Gu Qing and the others standing motionless in front of a room, the dead soldiers suddenly understood something, and they gradually moved towards that room.
Gu Qing had been observing the battle situation, and seeing that the dead soldiers were consciously moving towards him, Gu Qing's eyelids jumped, and he suddenly felt bad, looked left and right, and took out a well-concealed machine crossbow from the bushes next to him.
Holding the crossbow with both hands, Gu Qing aimed at a dead man who looked strong in martial arts, quietly aimed at his chest, and then with a snap of his fingers, the short crossbow arrow shot out, who knew that he actually passed by the dead man.
Shot missed.
A trace of chagrin flashed in Gu Qing's eyes, and then he continued to wind the crossbow, aimed at the dead man again, and his fingers buckled again, this time he finally shot, but it didn't hit the vital point, and the crossbow arrow shot on his arm.
The dead man snorted in pain, still gritting his teeth and fighting with Luo Fei, Luo Fei saw that he was injured, and suddenly as if he had stimulated his physical potential, a pair of mountain axes smashed into the dead man like a storm.
After a dozen tricks, the dead man couldn't dodge, and was finally hit in the head by an axe, and fell to the ground and died after a scream.
Gu Qing nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled at Luo Fei from a distance.
With this result, Gu Qing seemed to understand what role he should play in the melee, so after collecting some crossbow arrows, Gu Qing quietly hid behind the pillars, aimed at the dead soldiers in the melee with a crossbow, and shot a crossbow arrow while people were unprepared, and then quickly changed positions with a shot like a sniper, hiding in a dark corner and sneakily hurting people.
Gu Qing joined the bastard and did not make the situation better, I don't understand what kind of experience the dead soldiers had, what kind of harsh training they received, compared to a plate of scattered heroes, the dead soldiers are obviously well-trained, and under the tacit understanding of each other, the guards and the heroes of the rivers and lakes saw that the casualties were getting bigger and bigger.
When Gu Qing noticed that the screams and shouts in the courtyard were becoming more and more sparse, he was shocked to find that there were only a dozen people left on his side, and the rest were all killed or seriously injured.
The living guards and heroes of the rivers and lakes were also a little unable to support it, and even Li Twelve Niang was panting and barely resisting the attacks of the dead soldiers.
Only Zhang Huaiyu is a little abnormal, she seems to have inexhaustible strength, her hair is messy, her eyes are coldly staring at the enemy in front of her, the sword flower that she shakes out casually is dazzling, and the whole person is in an unhealthy state of abnormal excitement.
Gu Qing unconsciously glanced at her a few more times, and the more she looked at her, the more she frowned, so she raised her voice and shouted: "Zhang Huaiyu, retreat quickly!" Retreat to me! ”
Zhang Huaiyu swung his sword and stabbed, ignoring it.