Du Feng and a few of his companions, as they had robbed caravans, squatted on the branches.

Swinging around in the pine trees, that is their ability to pick pine towers, rob caravans, and hide footprints. There is also no need to tie a rope to a tree branch.

Seeing the Rakshasa team, Du Feng frowned and hissed a cool breath.

Everything is just as Liu Yu guessed, these Rakshasas don't have skills such as striking east and west, arraying and rounding up.

It's not that they won't, it's just that the bullying tribe is used to bullying, and they really can't use those skills.

After a simple formation, line up the three guns.

However, this cannon is a bit shabby.

There was no gun carriage, only three barrels, tied to a sleigh and pulled by two moose.

When they arrived at the place, the four Rakshasas carried the rope and lifted the barrel of the cannon as if they were carrying a pig after killing it for the New Year.

The gunner, who looked very experienced, chose a ridge and put two logs underneath.

muttered a few words that Du Feng didn't understand, found a branch from the ground, broke it, tried the height, and put it under the cannon body.

The gunpowder was loaded, and the man behind the cannon swooped away. The gunner lit the fuse with a torch and slammed it......

The shells flew so fast that Du Feng couldn't see clearly.

I saw that the cannon could fly backwards for two steps, and it landed on the snow with the sound of boiling water. The gunner next to him, wearing gloves, lifted the barrel of the cannon again and laid it on the dirt slope.

Turning his head to look at the fence of the village, Du Feng also admired.

It seems that this cannon is so shabby, but this gunner is a master, relying on a few branches and a few skids, he can actually hit with one shot, and it hits directly on the fence of the village.

The Rakshasas in front of the cannon and the naturalized tribal people who came with them were lined up in three sparse columns.

He took out the axe that was more than half a man tall and stuck it in the ground. He used the fork of the axe as a gun carriage, and attached the heavy arquebus to the axe.

Bang bang bang......

The shooting was carried out in an orderly manner, and it could be seen that the level of training was still there.

Occasionally, a few arrows flew out of the fence of the village, but at such a distance, the arrows were already soft and powerless.

Everything was as Liu Yu expected, after shelling about six or seven times, maybe the temperature was too high, and the cannon was not released.

The Rakshasas who were wielding the cannons also carried muskets or axes and walked to the front.

The fence of the village had been smashed to pieces, but the tribe's primitive bows and arrows did not do any harm to the Rakshasas, and one of the arrows fell on the body of a Rakshasa man, but it did not even penetrate the leather jacket.

The Rakshasas then shouted "Ulla", carried muskets on their backs, and rushed towards the village with heavy axes.

The rush was very methodical, and he didn't start running at a very long distance, but only started to rush after he was close in line.

Next to the three cannons, there were only six Rakshasas left. Sitting on a powder keg, smoking through the fire, he leisurely stepped on a cannonball under his feet, rolling back and forth.

It looks like it's a play. It's as simple and defenseless as usual against those tribes.

It seems that capturing the cannon is simple.

But it's not. That's why Du Feng frowned and inhaled cool air.

Indeed, there are six people, a few brothers on his side, plus the four good hands that Liu Yu allocated to him, it is easy to kill these six people.

Liu Yu said that the timing was for him to grasp by himself. This seems to be the perfect time.

But......

There were only six people, but there were a large herd of dogs.

A horde of terrible dogs.

What Du Feng saw was a group of vicious dogs with black tops and white fur, probably because of the sledding, all of them were very strong.

Pointy, inverted triangular ears.

Apricot-like eyes look bluish, and white hair on the forehead.

Some vicious dogs make low, hoarse barks that don't sound good.

These dogs look like wolves, and their barking sounds are a bit like hoarse wolves.

Du Feng thought to himself, these dogs were born in a bitter cold land, and they must be savage and fierce. The Gundam is fierce and can pull a sled, and it is bound to be ruthless.

It looks like a wolf, but it is afraid that the ferocity is no less than that of a wolf.

Dozens of vicious dogs lay beside the cannons, curled up or lying on the ground, smoking rakshasas tossing them with pieces of meat to tease them, and these dogs treated the gunshots and shouts in front of them as if they were nothing.

Obviously, he is very familiar with breeding, Du Feng has also raised dogs, and knows how crazy the dog will bite if he attacks his owner.

Now, the best chance to capture the cannon is just around the corner.

If you don't jump down to grab the cannon at this time, even if you win in front, your credit will be lost.

The partner next to him also noticed the group of vicious dogs that he hadn't considered before, looking at these wolf-like vicious dogs, listening to the hoarse roar, and the ears as sharp as wolves, they all knew that they were afraid that they would not be easy to deal with.

They have seen wolves and know how ferocious they are. Each of these vicious dogs looked like wolves, so big, so muscular, with a fierce fur and an amazing roar, no less than those hungry wolves in the mountains.

Du Feng gritted his teeth, reached out and took off the leather jacket of his partner next to him and put it on his body.

"In a moment, you go down and grab the cannons. I'm going to cut down those dogs. ”

As he spoke, he snatched another piece of his partner's leather jacket and held it tightly on his throat.

There is even one piece around the crotch, and he is not afraid to bite his leg, Du Feng is afraid that he will bite his thing directly, and there is one more insurance around his waist.

"Brother Feng, don't go down. Lord Liu is prepared, if we don't take these cannons, the Rakshasa people won't be able to win. ”

"Yes, Brother Feng, those dogs below are not weaker than wolves. Look at that. ”

Du Feng couldn't help but say, reached out and tied the leather jacket around his neck to protect his throat, and felt out a few horseshoe nails and handed them over.

"Stop talking nonsense. I'll go down and cut down those dogs. There are six people down there, and you kill those rakshasas. When you're done, stick the horseshoe nails in before you save me. If the front is not smooth, use wood to wedge the nail into it and block the fire door. If the front is right, don't smash the nails. Dead cannons and live cannons are not the same work. ”

"Brother Feng......" The third child looked at those vicious dogs, and wanted to persuade them one last time.

Du Feng sighed and made his words clear.

"Brother, I'm not like you. To put it mildly, you will be a mess for the rest of your life. ”

"But I still hope to get out of this damn place. No one wants to spend their whole life in the Northeast, you can't go. Can...... But there's hope. Isn't life a life of hope and hope? ”

"My father, my mother, my sister, I have to take them out. Go to the south, go to a warm place, go to the world of flowers. ”

"If I don't do this today, my father's exploits of more than ten years of hard study and cutting people will be in vain. Lord Liu is right, he is not my father and my mother, why is he used to me? Why speak for me for no reason? ”

The few partners who have been playing since childhood took the horseshoe nails, put them in their mouths, and didn't say more, just pinched Du Feng's shoulders and signaled to be careful.

At this time, those Rakshasa soldiers had already rushed to the fence of the village, and it was the best time to go out and grab the artillery.

Du Feng clenched his teeth, thinking that it was a big deal to tear off a few pieces of meat, as long as he didn't break his legs.

He shouted fiercely, and jumped down first with his knife.

The bloated body, wrapped in several layers of leather jackets, rolled twice on the ground, stood up with strength, and ran towards the group of vicious dogs with a knife, blocking between his companion and the vicious dogs.

The shouting behind him, the shouting, the click of a knife to a bone, the popping of a dagger into his stomach, none of this was worth looking back at.

He was sure that his companion and the four good men would not have a problem dealing with the unsuspecting Rakshasa artillerymen.

Now, all he has to do is stop the vicious dogs.

The owner of the vicious dogs had been attacked, and he could imagine how crazy these vicious dogs would be.

With the knife in his hand, Du Feng breathed heavily, and the vicious dog opposite let out a hoarse bark.

However......

These scary-looking, inverted-triangular eared, wolf-like dogs didn't pounce.

Instead, he ran to Du Feng's side, spit out his tongue and circled around Du Feng twice, and even stretched out his tongue to lick Du Feng's leather jacket, shaking his body as if he was looking forward to Du Feng scratching their stomachs.

Du Feng was stupid.

The hand holding the knife was a little weak, and he had just held the determination to tear off a few pieces of meat, but he would have thought that he would see such a group of dogs.

When I looked back, I saw that the six Rakshasas had been killed, and blood was spilling all over the ground.

But these dogs, who looked like wolves, turned a blind eye, wagging their tails as if waiting for Du Feng to play with them. The blue, almond-like eyes are full of joy at seeing people.

"The Lady of the Sun...... What the hell is this, what kind of dog is this? ”

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Out of the fence next to the village, the leader of the Cossacks, carrying an axe, cut through the wooden fence. The place that had been bombarded by the shell was vulnerable, and it was pushed down with a little force.

As with the tribes they had encountered before, a few shells and a volley of muskets would scatter the tribesmen.

Continue.

What happened a while ago made the Cossack leader, who had dreams of making a fortune, very dissatisfied.

The Buramen actually dared to deceive them, set fire to the house and burned a dozen Cossacks.

Although there are fewer people who share the skins, and each person can share seven or eight more mink skins, it is necessary to teach these tribes some lessons after all, otherwise it will not be so easy to collect "toothsak" and let them pay tribute for berries and nuts in the future.

Some of the tribesmen who took refuge in the past told them that people from various tribes would go to the "sacred monument" to worship. The Cossacks thought it was ridiculous, the apocalypse and the Last Judgment had not yet come, so what was the use of praying to those evil gods?

"In a few days, the tower and the monument they said were erected by the Khitans should be destroyed."

Thinking so, he knocked down the fence, and the Cossack leader looked at the old man who was beating a fishskin drum on a wooden house in the distance, and snorted.

Sticking out his tongue and licking his beard, he bit his slightly bitter beard in his mouth slightly, and shouted to the people who had already poured in: "Array! Array! Shoot a round with a musket before rushing through. They were already like frightened rabbits, and they would have fled into the forest with just one round of muskets. ”

A few Cossacks ignored him and rushed to a nearby hut, rummaging through furs, mammoth ivory, or anything that could be exchanged for silver from the vendors.

The rest of the people still stood up obediently, and after reloading, they shot piecemeal. The fishskin drum was silent, as if frightened by the musket.

With a bang, more than 100 people no longer had a formation, and rushed towards the place in front of which was not too high and was covered with snow and seemed to be a wooden house.

In the ice castle, through the pores reserved by the wood, Liu Yu squinted.

The heavy cotton gloves had been taken off and hung around their necks, and their fingers were hooked on the trigger with a slight tremble.

The heavy leaf springs had been pulled apart, and the lookout was aimed at a very young Cossack boy.

The young man looked to be in his twenties, tall, somewhat thin, with an axe in his hand and a long scar on his left eye that stretched from the corner of his eye to his chin.

Scars, there must be a story of bravery, or of luck. But soon it became meaningless.

The Cossacks who rushed over had already run to a place four or five meters in front of the ice castle, where a lot of water had been splashed and some snow powder had been deliberately sprinkled, and it was very slippery.

Maybe it was an illusion, Liu Yu felt that he could smell the smell of the livestock shed exhaled from the bad breath on the other side.

"Put!"

There was a shout and the trigger was pulled. Regardless of the previous life or this life, this is the first time Liu Yu has killed someone.