"Open the gate and enter the ditch."

The trench in front of the gate was only half a man deep, and there were no spikes inside.

It is specifically designed for the purpose of shooting firearms.

Wang Zezhi wanted to test the power of firearms with bows and arrows, and through the tests of the past few days, he found that simple firearm shooting was unrealistic.

First of all, it takes a long time to load ammunition, and if you want to shoot continuously, you need to be rationed two muskets per person, and you have to have a special person to assemble the ammunition.

Secondly, there will be a delay of a few seconds in ignition, and a few seconds is enough to divide life and death on the battlefield.

Finally, there is the firing distance, if the enemy has a strong enough crossbow, it is completely possible to shoot into the musket position.

"They opened the gate of the wall, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The family who rushed to the front was ecstatic when he saw the gate of the village opened, he howled and led hundreds of people behind him to rush over.

"Shoot!"

When they entered the range of the bird's gun, Wang Zezhi decisively ordered.

The birds, the three-eyed guns, the Lumi guns, and the Furlong cannon at the head of the walled gate were fired in batches.

"Papapa~"

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The guns rang out, and the gangsters and family members who rushed into the Black Tiger Village within a hundred steps were instantly killed and wounded.

Blood spread all over the battlefield like mist, severed limbs and stumps flew everywhere, dark blue fireworks rose from time to time, and the people who rushed to the front had fallen in pieces before they could react.

The people behind thought they had broken through the walled gate, and chased after them with excited howls.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

"Papapa~"

Fireworks erupted, and hundreds of people fell to the ground until all the firearms ran out of ammunition and bows and arrows began to fire.

Wang Zezhi thought that loading ammunition on the battlefield wasted time, so every warrior was equipped with a shotgun with a bow and arrow, and there were also Japanese knives and waist knives in close combat.

Then there was the time for the warriors to perform the instantaneous bow and arrow, and although some of them were not very accurate, they could not resist the fast rate of fire, and they shot a lot.

Bows and arrows were like dark clouds, constantly washing away the attacking enemies.

They are like schools of fish that have met a great net, and they are constantly caught by arrows and perish.

"Kill!"

"Get in!"

"Kill one person, and reward a thousand taels of silver."

The man who took the lead was not dead, he looked at the gate in front of him and shouted arrogantly.

He ran and realized that something was wrong, and when he looked back, there were only dozens of people covered in blood behind him, and at this moment they were trembling and gathered together, leaning on each other, holding knives as defense.

The family looked left and right at a loss, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

At this moment, there were more than 200 people in the Black Tiger Village, some holding bird guns, some holding bows and arrows, and some holding swords, all of them were eager to look at them.

Originally, I was a little timid when I entered the trench, but now I saw that these people didn't even touch their hair, and a large number of them were already dead, and they became excited.

They looked at Jia Ding and the dozens of people behind him, eager to fight with knives.

Wang Zezhi's eyes showed a strange glow, and he looked at the dozens of people under the village in amazement, these people can rush over from such a dense firepower, either they have real skills, or they have great luck.

If he could use it, these people might be able to do wonders when it came to attacking and plundering cities.

"Don't kill them."

Wang Zezhi has a heart of love for talent.

"Wenju people, fish and meat township, plague hundreds of people, we are here to occupy the mountains and revolt, it is really forced to helpless, if you understand the righteousness, should be used for me.

Will you follow me? ”

Wang Zezhi was at the door of the stockade and said loudly.

"Yes, yes, I'm willing."

The people behind the family, seeing that there was a way to live, did not hesitate, and put down their weapons and knelt on the ground to beg to surrender.

The family looked behind him, and then looked at the people in the Black Tiger Village, hesitating.

How could he not know about the things that Wen Juren did, he also helped to do a lot of hurtful things.

"Eh~"

Thinking of this, the family threw the knife to the ground and knelt down.

"Very good, Xiao Liuzi takes prisoners, Qi Qi is under his command, load gunpowder, pursue, don't go deep, and return quickly when you reach the official road."

"Order."

Everyone received the order and took action one after another, Wang Zezhi looked at Qi Qi who was chasing after him, and said to Ah Niu: "Protect Yang Zhihui and treat the injured prisoners." ”

"My lord, they just attacked the stockade, what are they doing to save them?"

"We're all Ming people, let's go."

Although Ah Niu was a little incomprehensible, he was still ordered to escort Yang Zhihui to Yang Zhihui for treatment.

The family who was being escorted into the Black Tiger Village looked up at Wang Zezhi at the gate of the village, and his eyes exuded a different look.

A mile away, Wen Juren.

He watched as the family led the people to rush over bravely, and he craned his neck, his face turning red with excitement.

"Okay, okay, hahaha..."

Wenju was in a good mood, happily opened the fan, took a few personal friends, and walked towards the Black Tiger Village.

He didn't notice at all, and none of the officers and soldiers, officials, and wardens behind him followed.

Wen Juren walked twenty steps and gradually realized that something was wrong.

Under the Black Tiger Village, there were fireworks all over the place, and then a few dark clouds flashed, and he stopped and observed that there were no dark clouds at all, but shadows formed by too many arrows.

The rain of arrows fell, and the people who rushed over began to become sparse, and the people who fell to the ground screamed loudly and wailed like the magic sound in hell, spreading throughout the four fields.

Wen Juren shuddered, shook his head, and when he looked again, he only saw dozens of people stopped in front of a cloud of smoke.

There seemed to be a fierce beast in the smoke that wanted to choose a person to devour, and the dozens of people gathered together tremblingly, and then the dozens of people knelt on the ground and begged.

"Run! Escape! Escape! Quick, help me get on the horse. ”

Wen Juren was shocked, screaming for his personal servant to lift him to the horse.

He galloped wildly.

However, he didn't have to run a few steps before he was blocked, and it was the officers and soldiers who stayed behind him.

These people are nominally here to help in the war, but in reality they don't really charge into battle, at most they come to the platform.

Many of them were also bought by Yu Zhong, and at this moment, their eyes flickered, and they stared at Wen Juren with unkind expressions.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Wen Juren rode on the horse and scolded twice, and suddenly found that these officers and soldiers did not look right, he rolled his eyes, pointed to boxes of gold and silver with a fan, and said.

"Let me pass, it's all yours."

The officers and soldiers struggled for a moment to make way for a passage.

"Drive!"

Wen Juren drove the carriage and fled back to Shouyang County with his only remaining personal friend, Ding in embarrassment.

Those officers and soldiers carried gold and silver and followed behind Wenju people slowly.

"In a row, there are about 160 people carrying boxes in front, looking at the clothes that should be officers and soldiers, they are walking very slowly, and they seem to have no fear."

"Oh, bow and arrow shooting, probing the real and the false."

"Order!"

More than 100 people led by Ziqi quickly chased after him, throwing bows and arrows from a distance.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

"Ah~Ah~Ah~"

"Dodge!"

These officers and soldiers were all soldiers, and when they heard the sound of arrows flying, they lost their boxes and hid.

Only a dozen or so slow to react were shot by the arrow and fell.

"Your own people, your own people, don't shoot arrows!"

The garrison shouted as he took a piece of cloth from his bosom and shook it.

"All in one, the other party has surrendered."

"Have you put down your weapons?"

"Nope."

"Shoot again."

"Order."

Qi Qi, born as an orphan, grew up alone in this troubled world, and has seen all kinds of people, so he is not as impetuous and reckless as ordinary young people, and is quite cautious.

"Boss, let's see if we can shoot that leader."

When the garrison saw that Qi Qi and the others were few, he thought about whether he could kill a few of them, and go back to ask for merit, and with military merit, they could still get some money.

The officer named Lao Mi, who was an archer, stretched out his hand and gestured in the distance, and said, "No, there are still fifty steps left." ”

The reason why there is such a big gap is due to the Wenju people.

It is precisely because Wenju Ren's weapons are sold that these weapons are quite sophisticated, and their quality is two grades higher than that of the officers and soldiers.

The garrison officer glanced at the thirty archers in the ranks, and could only give up regretfully.

Fifty paces is the distance between life and death, and he doesn't want to die.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

"Ah~"

"Ah~fuck, my eyes, ah~"

Another wave of arrows, this time the angles of the arrows were more tricky, and the officers and soldiers who were hiding suffered heavy losses for a while, and even the garrison officer was shot in one eye.