(How do you think you're suspected of a Falangist?) But it doesn't matter, it will change in the future! Now it's just a stopgap measure! ）

The muskets of the officers and soldiers rang out again, and the ping-pong pong slammed into the wall, and the archers once again began to fire arrows at the wall.

Even the two Furlong cannons raised their muzzles with skids and aimed them at the wall, and the guns were loaded with shotguns and fired at the wall.

Dozens of villagers struggled to push the cart with a log, squeaking towards the gate of the village, and some villagers held rattan signs to provide them with cover, the heavy logs pressed on the cart, making the cart a little overwhelmed, and the axle made a strange creaking sound.

Li Xuanzhu and his subordinates hurriedly lay down under the wall, listening to the movement of the female wall of the wall, like hailstones, spitting a mouthful of foam, spitting out the sand in his mouth, and after a few mouthfuls, he scolded: "Damn! If you really let the palm of the plate say right, if you pile people here and carry them, I don't know how many brothers will die! The cannon of this officer and soldier is really powerful!

I said don't be stunned, carry the injured brother down quickly, and send him to the stockade so that Doctor Lu can treat him quickly! Don't show your head for the rest! I'm thinking it's almost time! It's time to go back! I can't fight them here! If you run for a while, you can make a little bit of a difference! ”

"Bang dang ......" the gate suddenly made a loud noise, the whole gate shook violently, the dust sprinkled down, the latch of the gate on the gate crunched and broke, even a thick wood on the top door was broken hard, and half of the wooden stick flew out of the distance.

Everyone on the walled wall was startled, and Li Xuanzhu hurriedly beckoned people to be on top of the walled gate, and without showing his head, he directly lit two cans full of tung oil and threw them off the female wall.

The two fire pots fell in front of the village gate, and suddenly fell to pieces, and the tung oil inside splashed everywhere, and some tung oil splashed on the Xiang Yong who was pushing the car and hitting the door, and then a fire broke out, and even the log that was used as a ram was stained with some, and it immediately burned.

The two fire pots suddenly burned the villagers who hit the door with the cart and jumped with chickens and dogs, and a villager who was full of fire threw away the rattan card in his hand, screamed and threw himself to the ground, rolling all over the ground, trying to extinguish the flames on his body, but the tung oil was easy to extinguish as soon as the fire caught fire, and the unlucky guy was burned loudly and screamed, and the skin on his body was burned to the outside and tender inside, emitting a stench, which scared the villagers who pushed the cart to turn around and run, and even the crash did not care about dragging it back.

"Herald, no retreat! Let them keep banging on the door! Whoever dares to run back, shoot him! Two more times the door won't be able to resist! Hurry up! Ding Baoquan saw that those townsmen had just been hit by two fire pots, so he turned around and wanted to flee back, and immediately shouted loudly, what are the dead two Zhuang Ding! As long as he attacked him, Ding Baoquan would be regarded as a great achievement, and in the future, in front of Shangfeng, it would be better to speak, so he didn't care about the life or death of these villagers, and loudly ordered them to turn around and go back and continue to bang on the door.

After hearing Ding Baoquan's order, the archer turned his bow and arrow, pointed at the villagers who were about to flee back, and shouted loudly: "Ding Qian always has an order, you are not allowed to retreat, and those who violate the order will blame Lao Tzu for being polite!" Get back! …… Go back."

Those villagers who were about to run back were stunned, and immediately someone scolded: "Grandma! You don't have a backache when you fucking stand and talk, but you can try it! The pole throws the fire jar into the ground, who is not afraid of the fuck and comes up by himself! ”

The one in charge of commanding the archers was a general flag officer, and after hearing this, his eyebrows twisted back and scolded: "Less damn nonsense, isn't it just that the pole lost two fire jars?" We always have an order, and those who retreat without permission will be killed! Come on, release the arrows! Look the fuck who dares to run back! ”

As he spoke, the archers immediately shot a row of arrows, but instead of taking the bodies of the villagers who wanted to retreat, they shot the arrows on the ground in front of them, and immediately formed a line in front of the villagers who wanted to escape back.

"You bastards have heard this, and if you dare to run back again, don't blame Lao Tzu for being polite! Go back fucking and keep banging on the door! ......" The chief flag officer waved his waist knife and shouted to the villagers again.

Although the villagers did not want to go back to be burned, but they couldn't escape back, this officer and soldier had no relatives with them, once they turned their faces, they didn't dare to shoot arrows at them, so the villagers really had no choice, so they had to scold and reluctantly turn around and return to the front of the walled gate, and began to pull back the crash again, sprinkled the fire on the log with sand, and rushed towards the gate with a roar again.

After a few loud bangs, although the gate of the village is very strong, it can not withstand the violent impact of such a heavy rushing car, and the horizontal wood on the gate can no longer bear it, only to hear a click, it is completely broken into several sections, and the wooden sticks of the top door are also broken one after another, and the door of the wall is knocked open from the outside by the village Yong with a bang.

"The door is open! The stockade is broken! Rush in, brothers! Don't let those poles run! Kill! ......" Ding Baoquan has been staring at the gate of the village to watch the situation, and as soon as he saw that the gate had been knocked open, he immediately jumped up from the big chair at a speed that was not commensurate with his size, stretched out his hand and pulled out his green steel sword from his waist, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the mountain gate and roared loudly, but it was also very majestic.

Most of the low-level officers and soldiers of the Ming army are equipped with waist knives, and the actual combat performance of waist knives is stronger than that of swords, while the civil officials and eunuchs of the prison army are used to wearing swords to show the difference between their identities and martial arts, but this Ding Baoquan feels that the saber is more majestic, and spends a lot of money to make a sword for him, which is hung on his waist every day to show off.

When the gate of the village was knocked open, the officers and soldiers outside and the villagers all shouted loudly in unison, and with Ding Baoquan's order, everyone waved the weapons in their hands as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and poured towards the wide open mountain gate with a roar.

No one is stupid, at this time they all think that there are not many poles in the cottage, and there must be a lot of valuable goods in the cottage, those with fast legs have money to grab, and those with slow legs can't even catch, so who cares what is compiled or not at this time!

Hundreds of thousands of people rushed into the cottage, many people rushed into the mountain gate, originally planned to have a hand-to-hand combat with the pole at the top gate, but after they rushed into the mountain gate, only to find that no one came to stop them, but saw twenty or thirty poles, at this time the girl was crazy to run towards the cottage.

Suddenly, these people were more relieved, and the heart poles must have seen that the mountain gate was broken, and they didn't have the courage to resist here anymore, they must have wanted to escape, so these officers and soldiers who rushed into the mountain gate and the villagers were angry like bullfights, screaming and chasing after the cottage.

Ding Baoquan also scolded and scolded under the escort of his own soldiers, lined up the crowd and squeezed into the mountain gate, seeing that the black crowd had rushed in front of him, and scolded and scolded: "These bastards, they have a hand in fighting against the wind, and they are as fast as a fucking rabbit!"

Brothers, don't be stunned! Kill me in! Slaughter the poles in the stockade for me, and go back to the official to be rewarded! Kill! ”

Under the "command" of Ding Baoquan, the remaining officers and soldiers and the villagers ran even more excitedly, and rushed into the stockade one by one......

But just before they rushed into the stockade, there was a sharp suona sound from the center of the stockade, and the tone was very excited, although in the environment of people shouting and neighing, it still came far away, and it was a little worrying to hear.

But who still has the mind to ponder this! Isn't it suona? Who hasn't heard of this thing? Whatever, rushing in to grab is the last word, so although some people heard this suona sound, but no one cared about it at all, nearly a thousand officers and soldiers and Xiangyong gathered together and continued to pour into Tianlong Village like a tide.

Just after they turned a corner, the cramped mountain road suddenly opened up, in front of them appeared a large open space, a large number of rushing officers and soldiers and villagers poured into this open land, but then rushed to the front of the people panicked and stopped, and the people behind did not know what was happening in front, continued to push and shove forward, more and more people squeezed into the open land in the hinterland of Tianlong Village.

It was not until this time that more people saw clearly what was happening in front of them, and they were all stunned at first, and then panicked, so some people wanted to turn around and run back, but at this time, countless officers and soldiers and village warriors continued to pour on the road to the mountain gate, so that they could not turn back at all, and the crowd of people was still pouring into the cottage.

"What the hell did you stop up there! Hurry up! Good dogs don't get in the way, it's not good dogs that get in the way, go fast! Let's go! ...... "The people in the back who had not yet squeezed into the cottage saw that the people in front suddenly stopped moving, and they were squeezed in the middle and couldn't advance or retreat, so someone immediately scolded.

The officers and soldiers and villagers who were at the forefront were terrified one by one, and they used their strength to carry themselves not to be pushed forward, because in this flat open space in front of them, suddenly a phalanx of hundreds of people appeared in a neat row, and in the center of this team, there stood a strange red flag, on which was embroidered with yellow silk thread a headless giant holding a shield axe, and these people were quietly and closely lined together, and on these people's legs were strange gray leggings, One by one, they stood as tall as pine, holding tightly the cold and shining spears with polished heads in their hands, and they were looking at them one by one with cold eyes.

In the open space on the right hand of these spearmen, there were several people, and in the middle of them was a black object that was familiar to everyone's eyes, and on either side of these people, there were also a dozen men with muskets on their shoulders, who were also looking at them with cold eyes.