Wu Zheng felt that his luck was improving.

Things went unexpectedly well, no, it should be said, unexpectedly lucky.

In the early morning of the next day, not long after the Li Ruhai people left Shining Town, the scouts sent to the west came back to report that there were only about 300 Tartar cavalry coming to Shining Town, and they had reached the Three Realms at this time, about fifty or sixty miles away from Shining Town.

Although I don't know, why there are so few Tartars, and I don't know where the Tartars who divided their troops went?

But for Wu Zheng, doing his part is already Amitabha.

The so-called not in his position, not in his own politics.

When the sky falls, there should be a tall man to go to the top.

So, Wu Zheng quickly gave the order, everyone took their places, and prepared to meet the enemy.

It was a cloudy day, and the sky, which should have been bright, looked gray.

After waiting for half an hour, the Tartar still did not come.

Everyone was in a hurry.

It's like having enough energy and no place to exert it, and it's uncomfortable.

In particular, the gang of ruffians on the roof have become agitated.

Wu Zheng was also worried that something would happen to Li Ruhai, so he handed over the command to Chen Sheng and went to the City God Temple in the south of the street.

Lying on the roof of the City God Temple, looking at the official road to the west, it was empty.

Wu Zheng was really worried, fifty or sixty miles away, at the speed of cavalry, half an hour should have arrived.

Could it be that something really happened?

Just when Wu Zheng was thinking wildly and growing hair in his heart, he heard Xiao Anzi beside him hurriedly say: "Young master, here!" ”

Wu Zheng hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, several black dots appeared on the official road in the distance, and the black dots were getting bigger and bigger.

"Quick, go back and tell everyone to prepare, the Tartars are coming."

Wu Zheng stared intently, at this moment, Wu Zheng suddenly found that he was not nervous, but had a trace of expectation in his heart.

Maybe it's because I've been waiting for a long time.

When he saw the figure of Li Ruhai walking in the head, Wu Zheng quietly slid off the roof and ran towards the Beixian Ya.

……。

Shen Zhiyuan's palms were full of sweat.

He was nervous.

It's the first time I've led a soldier.

But Shen Zhiyuan complained to Wu Zheng in his heart, saying that it was good to lead the troops, this is good, the first command in his life, but his subordinates are such a group of ruffians.

The evil-eyed Wu Zheng, Shen Zhiyuan complained hatefully.

The well-trained crossbowmen of the guard lay on the roof with bated breath, watching intently at the Tartar cavalry, which was less than a few feet away from him, and quickly passed under his nose and eye.

The speed of the Tartar cavalry was not fast, in fact, it was not possible to be fast if it wanted to.

Shining Street is too narrow, with a maximum of three riders side by side, and one more ride will collide with each other.

There was no sound in the whole street except the scattered sound of horses' hooves.

A dozen Tartar forwards entered Shining Street, galloped forward for a mile, then stopped, looked around at random, and a few cavalrymen turned their horses and went back to report the news.

Wu Zheng, who peeked through the crack in the yamen door, glanced at Chen Sheng appreciatively, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

Fortunately, Chen Sheng reminded him to dig only half of the street to the north, and did not dig a pit in the entire street.

Chen Sheng's reminder was very timely, he expected that the Tartars would definitely send scouts to reconnoiter before entering Shining Street.

If the pit is detected early, it will cause the Tartars to be alerted, and it will be difficult to introduce them into the streets.

The Tartars finally entered the streets.

The dense figure made Wu Zheng's eyes blink.

The soldiers behind him and beside him clenched the hilt of the knife in his hand.

……。

The speed of the Tartar cavalry increased markedly, and in the face of such an empty street, anyone who led troops would be alert.

Although there is the surrender of Shangyu County, the Tartars never trust the Ming people easily.

Passing quickly is the most correct countermeasure.

The sound of "rumbling" horses' hooves resounded through Shining Street, and it didn't take long for the Tartar cavalry to cross half the street.

There is a pit all the way ahead.

Wu Zheng's heart suddenly lifted.

Due to the reality of the streets, each pit is not big, and if the Tartar is conscious, as long as he jumps on his horse, he can jump over.

Only when the front horse stumbles and falls into the pit can the back horse crash into it.

But at this moment, an unexpected situation happened.

Among the hundreds of ruffians who were temporarily recruited, a birdman couldn't hold back the tension in his heart, suddenly shouted and screamed, and threw the stone in his hand out.

"Straight fuck X bastard!"

Wu Zheng roared violently, he was so hit by this accident that he wanted to kill.

It's too far away to give orders.

Wu Zheng could only kick open the gate of the yamen, and shouted with a steel knife in his hand: "Kill the enemy with this official!" ”

More than 300 people, under the leadership of Wu Zheng, Chen Sheng, and Chi Erhan, charged south.

The sudden throw of the ruffian made the tartar immediately aware of an ambush.

Roars rang out one after another.

When the Tartar striker heard of the sudden change, he ignored the front and turned his mind to the roofs on both sides.

The so-called crooked beating is also correct.

As the forward horses sank into the pit, the cavalry behind continued to ram forward.

For a moment, the scene seemed extremely chaotic.

The people in ambush in the shops on both sides quickly bolted the street with bamboo.

So in the crisp sound of "Bili Horn Pull", Tartars kept falling from their horses.

On the rooftops, the crossbowmen of the guard reacted quickly and immediately launched a barrage of arrows at the Tartar cavalry half a street.

Shen Zhiyuan kicked down the damn ruffian.

Then loudly ordered the attack.

Countless stones, sticks, and canisters of fire oil were accompanied by arrows to greet the enemies in the streets.

The battle was truly terrifying, and the shouts of both sides were intertwined.

It's just a ghost crying wolf.

In particular, the ruffians of the hundreds of people, from top to bottom, took advantage of the terrain and threw at the Tartars at a distance of two or three zhang, which was called a bravery.

Not to mention, the "bravery" of these people really has a deterrent effect on the Tartars.

The burning of the oil tank produced the smoke of the master.

In the chaos, it was impossible to judge how many ambushers there were, and could only guess by sound.

The wolf-crying howls of the ruffians gave the Tartars a delusion, and their morale quickly dropped.

When Wu Zheng led more than 300 people to rush in front of him, the resistance immediately stopped.

There is no danger in this battle.

Wu Zheng looked at the wolf-like Shining Street, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he was secretly happy.

Fortunately, only three hundred enemies came, and half a street was enough to accommodate them.

If all 1,000 cavalry had come, most of the enemy would have been unharmed.

They are safe and sound, and their end has come.

Li Ruhai came over with his subordinates, smiled and said to Wu Zheng: "Congratulations, my lord!" ”

Wu Zheng said with a smile: "You should take the first credit." ”

When Shen Zhiyuan came over with the troubled ruffian, Wu Zheng pointed at him for a long time and couldn't scold.

I was so panicked that I stretched out my feet and kicked over, before I spit out one word, "Get out!" ”

Poor boy, he also knew that he was in trouble, so he hurriedly got up from the ground, and did not forget to thank Wu Zheng for clasping his fists, "Thank you for not killing." ”