Not to mention Ma Sidi, who has all kinds of feelings in his heart, Pan Ruzhen and the civil officials behind him are all depressed, as ugly as a dead father.

There are even some officials with a look of humiliation on their faces, thinking that these people pride themselves on reading the books of sages and sages, and on weekdays they scold Fang Xuan one by one, pointing out the country, and agitating the words.

But now, a martial artist actually slaughtered a four-grade prefect in front of them, and he even dared to threaten the governor, if you don't accept it, Lao Tzu will even kill you, is this still the world of the Ming Dynasty, is there still a royal law?

Suddenly, an official shouted: "No, this matter can't be left like this, we have to go to the fold to join him, we must take him down!" ”

"Yes, join him, don't swear to stop if you don't knock him down!"

The surrounding officials also shouted, dozens of people shouted together is still quite amazing, looking at these excited people, Ma Sidi rarely did not have any fear of emotion, but thoughtfully observed these people, he found that although these people shouted very loudly, but if you look closely, you will find that everyone's eyes are a little flickering.

Readers often use an idiom to describe this situation, right...... It's a lot of lust.

He secretly looked at Pan Ruzhen who was surrounded by officials again, as the governor of Zhejiang, he behaved much better than those officials, both his expression and his eyes were calm and abnormal, but Ma Sidi saw that Pan Ruzhen's hands hidden behind his back were trembling slightly.

"These people are scared, and they're scared to death."

A thought suddenly appeared in Ma Sidi's heart.

I don't know why, it stands to reason that although Ma Sidi is a military attaché, he is also an official of Hangzhou Prefecture, and he should have the same hatred and hatred as these people when he encounters this kind of thing, but for some reason he has a faint feeling of joy in his heart.

Ma Sidi is 50 years old this year, he took over his father's class from the 23rd team, became a military attaché, and finally became the garrison of Hangzhou Mansion after decades of ups and downs in the Huan Sea.

However, despite being a third-grade garrison, he still felt very aggrieved, not to mention the governor, political envoy, and inspection envoy, even if it was a small seven-grade county commander, he dared to yell at him, and he couldn't have a trace of displeasure, otherwise people would teach him how to behave in minutes.

Don't say it, even if you just find an excuse for his salary and stick it for a few months, it's enough for him to have a headache, don't say that as long as people find an excuse to join him, he will lose his official position and resign, or let him go to prison, after all, no one's ass is clean these days, and it's not easy to find something wrong?

But today he saw a different person, he realized for the first time that the civil officials were not invincible, and the military attachés could be so awesome, and people even dared to point to the governor's nose and tell him, believe it or not, Lao Tzu can cut off your head, and then you have nothing to do with me.

"So our military attache can still live so recklessly?" Ma Sidi's heart suddenly surged with a kind of realization, this world is not that civil officials are inherently stronger than military officials, but that military attaches have been suppressed and scared by civilian officials for hundreds of years, and they have long lost their blood in their bones.

These words are long, but in fact, they only turned in Ma Sidi's mind for a short time.

At this time, Li Zicheng's offensive became more and more fierce.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

During this time, Li Zicheng formed four more teams and began to launch wave after wave of offensive against Qingbo Gate.

Although the Jiangning army on the city wall repelled wave after wave of attacks of the Liukou with firearms, the Liukou's offensive did not weaken at all, and after one wave was repulsed, the next group of men and horses continued to attack, which gave people a feeling of endless and never-ending.

If you encounter a weaker defender, I am afraid that I will already be afraid, but the Jiangning army is different, these Jiangning troops who have been trained for several years have already transformed into an elite division after the baptism of this period of fighting.

But after a fierce battle for a while, the problem came.

People can withstand it, but the fire gun in their hands cannot.

One of the weaknesses of any firearm is that prolonged continuous firing can cause the barrel to heat up, and the Brown Bess Torch is no exception, especially as a breech gun, and if the barrel is too hot, it will cause the gunpowder that has just been put in it to burn prematurely, which can be fatal for soldiers.

When Yang Feng first went down to the city wall, he saw this situation.

The black-pressed hungry soldiers resisted the black pressure of the ladder and surged over, standing on the city wall and looking over, as if they couldn't see the end at a glance, giving people a great shock in their hearts, if they were a slightly weaker person, I am afraid that they would have been frightened.

But for Yang Feng, this is nothing at all, he has seen the bigger scenes, what is this little thing in front of him.

It's just that as soon as he came to the city wall, he saw a thousand general manager hurrying over, and said worriedly: "Grandpa Guo, it's dangerous here, you better hurry up to the city gate tower to watch the battle!" ”

", if I'm afraid of death, I'll not be a soldier." Yang Feng glared at him impatiently, pointed down and asked, "How is the battle situation now?" ”

After Mr. Qian was scolded by Yang Feng, he didn't dare to say any more, so he had to say: "Grandpa Qiyu, the thieves' attack is too fierce, and the sergeants' firearms are already a little overwhelmed by the long-term shooting, and they plan to slow down the thieves' offensive." ”

As if he knew what this Qian would do, Yang Feng nodded and said, "Then as soon as possible,"

"Understood."

After making a military salute, Mr. Qian strode to the side and ordered: "Everyone listens to the order, and the enemy is ready, waiting for the order to throw." ”

"10,000 enemies, throw!"

With an order, 10,000 black enemies fell from the city wall.

With a loud explosion, countless shrapnel and tiny iron beads flew everywhere, and the rogues who were crowded under the city wall waiting to climb the ladder were either blown in two, crimson flesh flying, or a huge blood hole appeared in the body, and the liver and intestines were broken. Or the whole thigh, the whole arm is blown off, the blood gushes out like a fountain, the flesh is severed, and the blood mist is filled.

Just the first round of throwing threw 10,000 enemies, causing heavy losses to the rogues under the city walls, and those hungry soldiers who were still carrying hoes to dig in the ground not long ago had never seen such a scene, and many of them immediately collapsed.