Since the other party was willing to surrender, Zhang Kewang naturally did not attack, but just stood in place and watched quietly, wanting to wait for the other party to finish moving the grain.

Hundreds of chicken carts carrying grain came and went back and forth, and it took half an hour to stop.

Fifty steps away from the gate of Mengjiazhuang, thousands of marijuana bags were piled up like a hill.

"Hehe, count you as acquaintances."

Zhang Kewang raised his chin towards the gatehouse, then pulled out a wooden shield from behind the saddle, and took Zhang Dingguo and several subordinates to ride the horse towards the pile of sacks with the shield, while guarding against cold arrows on the gatehouse.

When they got closer, his subordinates raised their knives and guns and stabbed them into the sacks, only to see yellow millet and millet gurgling out of a few sacks.

Several subordinates opened the sack, stabbed the sack in the middle a few times, and after confirming that the sack in the middle was grain, they circled around the hill again, and the knives and guns in their hands kept sticking out, piercing hundreds of sacks in a row.

It didn't take long for one of his subordinates to say excitedly: "Young General, it's all grain, and it is estimated that there are more than 4,000 stones." ”

Zhang Kewang circled around the hill and made sure that all the food that flowed out of the sacks was food, and then nodded with satisfaction.

This trip was quite smooth, and thousands of stones of grain were taken without blood, and the father-in-law would definitely be very happy when he returned.

But what about the seven thousand taels of silver and hundreds of horses?

Could it be that the man surnamed Qin wanted to send him away with grain, so that he could leave the silver and horses, and still occupy Mengjiazhuang?

Hum! He thought it was beautiful.

Silver, horses, women, including this Zhuangzi, he also don't want to stay.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kewang had a gloomy face, raised his head and shouted towards the gatehouse: "Qin Chuan, why don't you open the door of the village quickly and welcome the army into the village?" ”

On the gatehouse, Qin Chuan smiled and said: "Young General, rest assured, after you kill Li Biaofeng and Tongtianzhu Bashanhu and others, Qin will open the door of the village and welcome the young general into the village." ”

Zhang Kewang's eyes narrowed: "You play with me?" ”

"Don't dare."

"Believe it or not, the master razed your Mengjiazhuang to the ground and killed a chicken and dog?"

"Huh."

Qin Chuan smiled again, and raised his voice: "The big guys have seen it, they have the heart to serve the eight kings, and the four thousand seven hundred stone grain has been given in full, and I just want to ask the young general to kill a few people, and avenge the life and death for the next one, after the matter is completed, Mengjiazhuang will definitely be offered." ”

"However, if the young general is not even willing to help with this little favor, and wants to storm Mengjiazhuang to chill people's hearts...... Hum! Qin is not a vegetarian, he must first kill a river of blood, and then burn Mengjiazhuang to ashes, no one can think about it. ”

"You dare?"

Zhang Kewang was furious.

"Major General can try."

"Good! I want to see how capable you are. ”

"Cough, Qin has some ability, and the young general's mother knows best."

"You!"

Zhang Kewang's face was pale, and his face was hideous.

"When the village is broken, the master will definitely kill you dog thief alive!"

"Okay, then I'll burn the grain first."

As he spoke, Qin Chuan smiled sheepishly, and then waved to the side.

Luo Ba, who was beside him, took out his bow and arrows, tied strips of cloth soaked in fire oil to the arrows, lit them, and shot them at the pile of grain with a "whoosh".

Before the sack could burn, Zhang Kewang's men rushed over and pulled out arrows to extinguish the flames.

"How dare you ......"

Zhang Kewang was so angry that he screamed.

Zhang Dingguo hurriedly shouted to the back: "Quick, quickly take the shield to resist and move all the food to a distance." ”

This grain is their main target, and it can't be burned.

The 3,000 subordinates in the back hurriedly swarmed up, and some of them either raised their shields or simply spread the newly built shields on the grain pile, and kept the grain pile tight.

Others carried sacks on horsebacks and led them to distant distances.

On the gatehouse, more than a dozen archers shot rockets one after another, pretending to burn food, but in fact they were specifically shooting at each other's people.

The four veteran archers, led by Luo Ba, were very accurate, and one or two of every four arrows could hit the enemy who was carrying food and lacked shield cover.

Although the rest of the archers were also old bandits from Jiuji Mountain, their accuracy was much worse, and most of the arrows fell on those shields, and occasionally through the gaps and landed on the sacks, they were also quickly extinguished by the other party.

In the room of the gatehouse, the only remaining three-pole bird gun rang out from time to time, and the lead made the opponent's shield crackle, and from time to time there were one or two screams.

The three-eyed gun didn't sound, and at a distance of fifty paces, the lead flew over there and had no strength, and it couldn't kill anyone at all, not to mention that the accuracy was extremely poor.

Under the threat of bows and arrows and birds, although Zhang Kewang had 3,000 subordinates, the speed of moving grain was very slow, and more than 4,000 stones of grain moved for more than half an hour.

In the end, after leaving behind more than a hundred corpses and dozens of flaming shields, all the grain was finally moved safely two hundred paces away and piled on a raised dirt slope.

Although not a sack was burning, Zhang Kewang was already so angry that even Zhang Dingguo, who had always been calm, was angry.

The son of a bitch surnamed Qin has to pick his skin!

After only resting for a quarter of an hour, Zhang Kewang raised his spear again, took the lead, and went straight to Mengjiazhuang.

Zhang Dingguo and nearly 3,000 subordinates behind him also carried the eight long ladders, and the sound of killing shook the world and rushed towards Mengjiazhuang.

If it is not early today, the sun will go down in more than an hour, and Mengjiazhuang must be taken before dark.

They came on light horses, and their equipment was not neat, and less than twenty percent of them had shields, and when they went to Mengjiazhuang to find large shields made of wood, almost all of them were burned, and they soon tasted the taste of bricks.

But this army of soldiers and horses is Zhang Bingzhong's elite, and its combat power is much stronger than those crooked melons and cracked dates in a day, and there are eight long ladders, and they soon stared at the rain-like bricks to climb the wall and climb into it.

Qin Chuan did not command from the gatehouse this time, but personally led thirty old bandits from Jiuji Mountain to rush back and forth along the inner side of the wall, constantly strangling those enemies who did not fall to their deaths and avoided the thistle.

Seeing him take the lead, and seeing them like a pack of wolves, the enemies fell one after another everywhere they passed, and the morale of Emperor Guan's army and the displaced people also rose, and the dense guns and spears pierced the enemies who jumped down one by one into a hornet's nest.

Half an hour later, Zhang Kewang's subordinates not only failed to attack Mengjiazhuang, but were also burned by the other party with three long ladders, and the people who climbed into the wall couldn't even lift up the waves.

And Mengjiazhuang's side is more and more courageous, although the arrows flying in from outside the wall are overwhelming, although there are always their own people screaming and falling, but they have already killed the red eye, more than 1,000 people lined up along the wall, with shields, some people jumped down and stabbed randomly, the more they stabbed the more excited.

Zhang Kewang was very surprised by Mengjiazhuang's strong resistance, and the information he obtained clearly showed that the only capable fighters in Mengjiazhuang were the thirty or so old bandits surnamed Qin, and the others were either homeless people who had just been taken in, or miners who had just been transferred from the Black Mountain mine, and they had no combat experience at all, and the number was at most a thousand, among which there were many old, weak, sick and disabled.

Seeing that his subordinates were demoralized and there was a possibility of rout at any time, Zhang Kewang asked people to ring the gong and call the troops back.

He knew that he had underestimated the enemy.

Mengjiazhuang is estimated to have more than a thousand people, and the combat power of those miners and homeless people is not as unbearable as imagined.

His preparation was a little insufficient, and the attack method was single, purely relying on the bow and arrow to suppress, and then taking a long ladder to climb over the wall, the attack was definitely able to attack, but the casualties were too great to accept.

If he continues to fight like this, he will not have the face to go back to see his father-in-law.

You have to collect it back first, and then find some wood to use as a crash wood, and even build a rushing car and a siege tower, so as to take Mengjiazhuang at the lowest cost.

……

Qin Chuan climbed to the top of the door, wiped the blood on his face, and looked at the retreating enemy, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As for whether he could hold Mengjiazhuang, he didn't have much hope.

However, after discovering that the generals of the cavalry were two little dolls, he felt that there was a play.

What about Sun Kewang and Li Dingguo? No matter how famous they are in later generations, they are now just two little children.

But anyone who is young and ambitious will inevitably be a little sharp and arrogant to a greater or lesser extent, and Sun Kewang is the same.

Only after being tempered and taught by old foxes from all walks of life in turn can it be possible to become a generation of famous generals.

Qin Chuan felt that he had an obligation to teach these two children to be human beings.

In another hour, the sun will set.