Yang Qi led his troops to approach the spear formation of the Anzhou army, and Yang Su, the lord of the Lang who had just attacked the front tribes, had already issued an order: You either break through the enemy army and come back alive, otherwise you don't have to come back!

The ministry is the military establishment division of the Han Dynasty and the private division, which evolved with the times into the name of private soldiers.

In the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, wars broke out, and in order to protect themselves, the local wealthy families used the military establishment department to form their own clans, guests, tenant farmers and protégés.

Therefore, the trilogy is also a common code name for the private armed forces of the family surname, and the kind of private trilogy belonging to the wealthy family is also called a family soldier on some occasions.

They inherited the tradition of private soldiers since the Eastern Han Dynasty, they were tribals when they fought, and they were tenants in peacetime, and the Lang lords divided the fields for them and their families to cultivate, and the subordinates gave their lives to the Lang lord as a reward, and they were the domestic slaves and property of the Lang master, which was passed down from generation to generation like other real estate and land.

During the Three Kingdoms, Ling Cao, a general of Eastern Wu, followed Sun Ce to Jiangdong, and later followed Sun Quan to fight against Huang Zu, a general under Liu Biao in Jingzhou, in Xiakou when he was shot to death by his subordinate 'Jinfan thief' Gan Ning, and Sun Quan let his son Ling Tong inherit his father's private army.

In today's era, it is a matter of course to raise the private soldiers of the tribe, the general of the tribe will always be subordinate to the private property of the main general, and it is also a matter of course for the son to inherit the father's ministry, so for the tribe, the lord of Lang has nothing to say if they let them die.

Yang Su, the head of the march, saw that his side was fighting more and was still deadlocked with the other party, and now it was really unbearable, not to mention that the main village had not even taken down one of the three small villages, and it would not work if it continued like this, so he decided to use his own troops to solve the problem.

Yang Qi knew that the current situation was obvious, as long as he could break through the spear formation in front of Zhongzhai, then it would not be far from taking Zhongzhai, and as for the life of himself and the hundreds of comrades behind him in order to achieve this goal, it was not important at all.

In August last year, they followed the Lang lord Yang Su to crusade against the Xingzhou assassin Shi Yu Wenxuan who responded to the call of the Xiangzhou governor Chi Hui to rebel, and the two sides fought fiercely in the tiger prison.

In that battle, they braved the arrows to rush into battle, fought bloodily with the enemy, and exchanged up to eighty percent of the battle damage in exchange for the collapse of the opponent's army, and then were taken advantage of the situation by their own side to break in, and finally collapsed, the enemy general Yu Wenxuan was chased by the cavalry led by Lord Lang for a night, and finally was beheaded under the horse.

The hideous scar on the face of his comrade Yang Liu is a memorial left by that battle, and Yang Qi himself was seriously injured and wounded, and more than ten scars all over his body were crisscrossed like centipedes, and they were meticulous.

But it's all worth it, Lord Lang made great achievements and was awarded the title of Qinghe County Duke, and the subordinates and bereaved families who made great achievements and died in battle were all richly rewarded.

In a year, Lord Lang has practiced more elite troops, so Yang Qi has no doubt about whether this breakthrough can be successful, those spears densely packed with formations look tricky but not without flaws.

Today's method is very simple, before rushing into the formation, throw the short gun into the spear formation to cause damage and chaos, and then exchange human lives for the opportunity to rush into the formation, even if the comrades in the front row are stabbed, they must rush forward with all their strength, and strive to let the spear stab themselves.

Dressed in armor and wearing masks and helmets to protect the vital parts, they would not be able to breathe for a while, and they used both hands to pull or clamp the spears as much as possible, and with them as a live target to attract the spears, the comrades in the back row continued to rush forward.

Even if fifty, hundred, two hundred, or even three hundred people died, they would have to trade their lives for their comrades for a chance to break the formation, as long as those comrades behind them who had experienced a hundred battles could rush into the enemy's formation, it would be the beginning of victory.

Armed with shields and short spears, and armed with swords and daggers, they were so athletic that they would attack people and burrow through the crowd like loaches, and the spear formation would not be more stable.

The ordinary soldiers behind the spears were also in a mess and had a chance to rush in, and at that time, the Anzhou army, which only had long weapons, had no choice but to die, and they had caused so many casualties on their own side, and no one would allow them to surrender.

Especially the main general of this spear array, Lang mainly cut it down to make a night pot!

Yang Qi and several comrades rushed to the front, he raised the shield in front with his hand, and suddenly the force was suddenly forced, and then there was a 'dummy' sound, he knew that this was the effect of the arrow shot by the other party hitting the shield, he turned his head slightly sideways and glanced at the spear array in front of him, and found that it was almost close enough to be able to throw a short spear.

Just as Yang Qi and his comrades were holding a short spear in their right hand and preparing to throw it, he saw a row of people suddenly walking out of the spear array in front of him, each of them holding something similar to a small clay pot in their right hand, and the rope under the small clay pot seemed to be pulling with their left hand.

The action of pulling the rope was quickly completed, Yang Qi saw them in a throwing posture and bowed his head slightly to prepare to withstand the attack of the other party's thrown objects, he and his comrades were wearing iron helmets, there was no need to raise the shield to protect their heads, that would make their abdomen and below lose protection.

Even if they didn't have an iron helmet, they wouldn't be able to block their heads, they weren't even afraid of death, let alone that their heads would be broken, Yang Liu felt that the other party was just some stones, or hot liquid with gold juice or something.

Golden juice, which collects and uses dung and urine to boil until it is boiling and then falls from the top of the city, can scald the soldiers who are besieging the city, because the feces are dirty and the wounds are rotten, so it is difficult to heal.

But before that we were broken! Yang Liu thought.

With a bang, something hit his shield, and then a burning sensation spread on his head and back, Yang Liu planned to forcibly throw the short spear after running a few more steps, but the burning sensation became stronger and stronger.

Even the hand holding the shield began to feel hot!

No, it's burning, and the neck, shoulders, and back are all hot, and the feeling is no different from the fire, it is said that the smell of gold juice is sky-high, but now except for feeling more and more hot, how can I not smell the smell.

Yang Liu found that his hand holding the shield was on fire, caused by the black water left on the upper edge of the shield, as well as the flames caused by a lot of slightly sticky black water on his shoulders and cheeks.

There was a smell of burning, and he glanced to the right and was horrified to find that one of his comrades had turned into a burning man!

Not only on the right, but also on the left, not just one or two, but many more!

Yang Liu only felt that his upper body was beginning to burn, as if a liquid slipped down his neck and ignited his whole body, and the sleeve armor he was wearing couldn't stop the spread of this burning black water at all.

Someone slapped the neck and cheeks of the fire with their hands, and even that hand burned, Yang Liu gritted his teeth and rushed forward despite the increasingly unbearable heat, throwing the short gun that had burned in his hand forward.

The lone spear landed in front of the spear formation and did not do much damage, and it was still not close enough.

However, only Yang Liu could throw a shot in his hand, and the comrades around him and behind him had turned into a human-shaped torch and rolled on the ground wailing, and the comrades who followed closely behind him couldn't dodge and burned after colliding together.

A wave of small clay pots was thrown out of the spear array, and they burst into flames in the crowd of elite troops who rushed into the formation, and then ignited inextinguishable fires, some of which even turned into fireballs in mid-air.

They ignited most of these hundreds of soldiers in an instant, and an inextinguishable fire burned on the battlefield out of thin air.

Yang Qi could no longer support the severe pain all over his body and convulsed and fell to the ground, the burning fire quickly engulfed his eyes, and he glanced hatefully at the spear array that made people feel helpless before losing consciousness.

The other soldiers watched in horror as the 'fire men' who were wailing in the burning fire retreated one after another, and no one dared to step forward, and the murderous rushing dead had already been buried in the flames, and the fierce offensive collapsed in an instant.

The soldiers in the spear array of the Anzhou Army looked at the burning men rolling all over the ground in front of them expressionlessly, not surprised, not panicked, but more sneered.

Because they have long seen the Xiyang County Gonggu made this called 'expensive Dading first year trial type hair oil bomb. ’

The murder weapon, which the soldiers simply called the 'fire oil bomb', was really powerful, and they had witnessed the demonstration, which was just a small clay pot, ripped off a rope on it, and then threw it, and a large fat pig of several hundred catties was burned.

Sure enough, it was expensive, and a big fat pig was so burnt that there was not even a piece of meat to eat!

I don't know what the black water in the clay pot is, it has a strange smell, and when it burns, it can't even extinguish the water, and as soon as something gets on it, the fire spreads to it, and it can't be extinguished except by covering it with sand.

The county prince specially selected a group of people to practice throwing this 'fire oil bomb', saying that there is this thing, and no heavy armor can break into the formation with a thick shield, and no one questioned it after watching the demonstration at the time, and now the effect of watching the 'burning people' on the spot is so terrifying, and no one has any doubts.

A disgusting smell of burnt wafted in, Yu Wenwen sneezed, and his eyelids jumped as he looked at the person in front of him.

It's not because of stage fright, but it's for the tinkling copper coins, and what others see is a hanging copper coin that is thrown out of a small clay pot and he sees.

As the name suggests, it is an incendiary bomb, and there is also an attribute of "expensive cost".

This is the first batch of finished products put into actual combat, so the 'research and development' expenses should also be counted as costs, and the average cost of a 'fire oil bomb' is 400 yuan.

This time, there were two waves of almost sixty, so there were 24,000 yuan

24,000 guan, and a little more than 2,000 soldiers under Yuwen Wen Wen are converted into almost 24,000 guan according to the pension of 12 guan per person.

Of course, he would not be so inhumane, because a soldier who can fight with two thousand can do much more than these 100 'fire oil bombs'.

"Dare to burn money with me? I'm afraid of myself when I burn money! ”

PS: Happy New Year everyone!