At the foot of Jinniu Mountain in the northwest of Jinan, a Qing army with a red flag is marching. This Qing army was part of the vanguard of the Qing army that went south to Jinan, and it was subordinate to the first leader of the Red Banner, Najia Niergua. Since Niergua entered the fortress, along the way to conquer the city, the Ming army in various places only dared to refuse to accept the big city, let them kill and plunder the villages and towns outside the city, since the entry of Najia Niergua, it can be said that there is no opponent, very arrogant

Now leading the vanguard of this road is the leader of the Zo Leader Hong'oni Macha, who is the most ferocious person among the 18 Zo Leaders of the First Staff of the Red Banner Najanilgua. Therefore, Najanilgua took Hong'an Nimatsa as the vanguard and penetrated into Jinan Mansion to carry out a tentative attack. And Najanilgua led the remaining 17 assistants to arrive. Hong'an Nimacha's arrogance was still greater than that of Najanilgua, so he quickened his march and opened a two-day journey with Najanilgua's army, and Jinyiwei immediately transmitted this information to Jinyiwei in Jinan

Situ Gong took the note from the pigeon's feet and gave it to Song Youliang with both hands, Song Youliang looked at it, and handed the note to Wu Mengming. Wu Mengming said with a smile: "Marching and fighting is not my forte, so it is better for you to discuss with Ge Zhu of the Jimo Battalion!" ”

There are two school fields in the city of Jinan, one in the southwest corner and the other in the northeast corner. Song Youliang's five battalions of soldiers and horses had three battalions (Liangzi Battalion, Xu Zi Battalion, and Panzi Battalion) stationed in the southwest corner of the school field, and two battalions (Jiang Zi Battalion and Zhang Zi Battalion) stationed outside Luoyuan Gate. The camp of Jimo Camp is in the northeast corner of Jinan City

Song Youliang took Xu Erduo to the gate of the Jimo camp, and after the soldiers of the Jimo camp passed the word, they led Song Youliang into the camp

Although Ge Bottle is the general manager of the third grade, the armor he wears is similar to Xu Erduo, which makes Ge Bottle blush more and more when he sees Song Youliang's mountain armor.

The cheekbone on Ge Zhu's left cheek jumped, "What is Song Shoubei looking for this official?" ”

"I hope Ge will always be able to help me." Saying that, Song Youliang spread out the map, "Qing Army I~"

"Huh!" Ge Zun interrupted Song Youliang and said: "There are more people in your department than me, and I have excellent weapons, so I don't dare to sacrifice ugly people!" ”

Song Youliang smiled: "What did Brother Ge say?" Although there are many people in our department, most of them are new soldiers, and the soldiers and horses under the command of Brother Ge have been in battle for a long time, although there are few people, they are all brave! When I entered the camp just now, I was already intimidated by their mighty aura! ”

Ge Tuo smiled slightly, when he was welcoming Song Youliang into the camp just now, he specially arranged for his hundred family members to form two teams to welcome him. These 100 people were carefully raised by Ge Zun, and they were naturally majestic. Song Youliang said this, whether it was sincere or not, Ge Zhu finally felt that he had regained some face. Only then did he say: "It's not that I rely on the old and sell the old, the weapons and armor are no longer good, bad, expensive and cheap, but whether the people who use them are appropriate!" ”

"That's what Brother Ge said!" Song Youliang echoed again

Ge Zun smiled and said, "Then does Song Shoubei have any plans?" Katsuru set his eyes on the map

Song Youliang said: "The soldiers and civilians of Jinan City need a victory to boost morale, even if it is a small victory. The scouts found out that there were 300 lone troops of Dongyu who went deep into the area of Jinniu Mountain, and I plan to join forces with Brother Ge to eat this Dongyu! ”

"I heard that the Song garrison brought 3,000 soldiers and horses, it shouldn't be a problem to eat these 300 Eastern captives, right?" Ge Zhu still had some thorns in his words, Song Youliang was still smiling, but Xu Erduo was already full of anger

"Could it be that the brothers of the Jimo camp will just sit and wait for death? Don't the brothers of the Jimo battalion need a victory to boost morale? Song Youliang raised his eyes to look at Ge Bottle, and his sharp gaze made Ge Bottle uncomfortable

"For a long time, our army has been fighting in the field with Dongyu, and the battle has been defeated, so we can only hold on to the city and defend the city with the advantage of firearms!" Ge Zhu had to avoid Song Youliang's knife-like gaze, and secretly said in his heart how could a 20-year-old young man have such eyes and momentum

"Is it only the life of a turtle with a shrunken head?" Song Youliang took a step forward and continued to look at Ge Zhu, at this time Ge Zhu was still avoiding Song Youliang's gaze, but a strong man beside Ge Zhu, who had been silent, took a step forward and stopped in front of Song Youliang: "Why do you want to ridicule my master so much?" ”

The man spoke in a rough voice, like a bell, and a scar from the corner of his left eye to his nose was very terrifying, "The East Captives have the advantage of riding and shooting, and my generation is infantry. The garrison has no actual combat experience, and it is certainly admirable to be enthusiastic, but it is not advisable to talk on paper! ”

"Bold!" Xu Erduo had been holding back for a long time, and he roared loudly: "What are you, dare to talk to my family like this?" With that, he raised his hand the size of a fan and was about to push him. The man grabbed Xu Erduo's hand, one to pull and the other to push, and the two compared their strength. Song Youliang was surprised to find that there were more than Xu Erduo who had strange powers, and this person did not fall behind in the slightest in terms of strength compared to Xu Erduo

"Don't be rude~" Song Youliang and Ge Zhu shouted at the same time

"Humph!" Xu Erduo and the strong man each let go, and Song Youliang, who was standing behind Xu Erduo, could see that Xu Erduo's hand behind his back kept shaking and loosening

Ge Zhu smiled proudly: "This is my Ding Gefu, I didn't hurt Lord Song's subordinates, right?" ”

Song Youliang saw that the strong man also put his hands behind his back, and he also understood eight points in his heart, and he smiled: "Each other." There is such a good man in Jimo Camp, I want to ask Brother Ge to help me even more! ”

Ge Fu raised his head at Xu Erduo with a provocative look

Hong'onimatsa's men and horses quickly passed through Jinniu Mountain, and they did not encounter any obstacles along the way, not even the shadow of the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers, but Hong'onimatsa had long been accustomed to such a situation. Hong'an Nimatsa is eight feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his face and beard are becoming more fierce and rude. He wore cotton armor and carried a Jurchen sword.

"Huh?" Hong'an Nimacha's eyes fell on a colorful wooden box on the side of the road, he raised his hand and signaled to stop advancing, Hong'on Nimatsa pointed at the box with the big sword in his hand, "What is that?" ”

A small soldier hurriedly ran over, "Hui Niu Lu is really a lacquer box of a Southern Barbarian!" ”

"Lacquer box? Most of them were thrown by the southern barbarians when they fled for their lives! Hong'an Nimacha pouted, "Take it!" ”

"Wow!" The soldier picked up the lacquer box and was about to walk back

There was a loud bang

The lacquer box exploded in the soldier's arms, and a loud noise and flying sawdust slammed on the door of the horse's face under the crotch of Hong'an Nimacha

"Huh~~~" The war horse neighed, screamed and jumped up, Hong Onimaca was caught off guard, and fell off the horse

The Qing soldiers were also in a commotion, only to see that the little soldier holding the lacquer box was blown to pieces, leaving only two feet in place, and the rest of the soldiers were blown into countless pieces of meat and scattered to the ground

"It must be a trick of the Southern Barbarians!" Hung Nimatsa was embarrassed to get up and wipe the flesh from his face

Before Hong Onimatsa's hands left the ground, he only heard the sound of the bell, and Hong Onimatsa's head seemed to have been hit hard, and his head involuntarily tilted back, almost breaking his neck. This blow made Hong'an Nimaca dizzy, and his eyes were full of stars

Before Hong'an Nimatsa could react, a burst of gunfire rang out like a series of cannons, and more than a dozen unprepared Qing soldiers were immediately shot and fell to the ground

"Whew!"

"Ahh

"Shoot the arrows! - Shoot the arrows! The small leader of the Qing soldiers roared and directed the Qing soldiers to aimlessly fire arrows into the surrounding woods, and powerful heavy arrows shot at the trunks of the trees and fell into the bushes, like mud cows entering the sea without news

A few soldiers helped Hong'an Nimatsa up, only to see a round projectile embedded in his iron helmet's forehead, which caused the iron helmet to dent and jam Hong'an Nimacha's head, and blood slowly flowed down his forehead

Hong'an Nimacha, who finally came back to his senses, ignored the pain and dragged the iron helmet off his head

"The Southern Barbarians come out!"

"The Southern Barbarians come out!"

There was silence all around, nothing but echoes

The arrogant Qing soldiers began to get nervous, and they kept looking around, as if there was a southern barbarian hiding behind every tree

"Ezhen~" A Qing soldier Tatan looked around nervously, and asked Hong'an Nimacha: "Ezhen, we seem to have fallen into the trap of the Southern Barbarians, why don't we retreat first?" ”

Hong'on Nimaca wiped the blood on his forehead with his palm, and then looked at the projectile that was deeply trapped in the iron helmet and almost killed him, "Bastard, I haven't seen the face of the Southern Barbarian, you are going to run away, you are still a member of the Eight Banners, go back and ask the rest of the Seven Banners to laugh at our cowardice with red flags!" Hong'on Nimatsa threw aside the helmet that was no longer deformed, picked up the Jurchen sword from the ground, and shouted: "Warriors with red flags, keep moving for me until I find those southern barbarians!" ”

"Wow!"

The voice is still loud, but it is obviously lacking in confidence

The Qing soldiers continued to search and advance, but the speed slowed down significantly, and Hong'onimatsa arranged archers on both sides of the road, and once they found something abnormal, they could shoot their own arrows without waiting for the order. So, the Qing soldiers, who had become frightened birds, shot a few arrows into the woods or bushes without taking a few steps, and by the time they walked out of the foothills, most of the arrows of this group of Qing soldiers had been consumed

"Here comes the Tartars! Run for your life! Suddenly, in the distance in front of the Hong'an Nimatsa, several peasants appeared in the distance, and as soon as they saw the Qing soldiers, they ran east with loud shouts. Soon, cries for their lives followed, and more than 100 peasants fled in all directions in front of Hung Nimatsa like frightened sheep

Hong Eng Nimacha, who had long been holding back the fire in his belly, smiled hideously: "Look, these southern barbarians are as scared as if they have seen ghosts when they see us, kill them all~"

The thirst for killing swept away the dark clouds in the hearts of the Qing soldiers, who shouted excitedly, rode or on foot and rushed towards the fleeing farmers, all of whom reveled in the thrill of killing that was about to be at their fingertips, and no one noticed that the dirt on either side of the road had been newly turned

"Oops!" One of the Qing soldiers, Tatan, tripped over a rope at his feet and fell into the mud. "Damn it~~" This Qingbing Tatan opened his mouth to scold, but before he could say dirty, he only heard a bang, and a huge wave of air threw him into the air and tore him to pieces

Before the other Qing soldiers could react, they felt the ground tremble under their feet, and then waves of air mixed with dirt, gravel, and iron filings gushed out from the ground on both sides of the road, engulfing their figures in an instant. The bodies of the Qing soldiers were like pieces of paper that were wantonly torn and ravaged by irresistible forces, and the hot air poured into the mouths and noses of the Qing soldiers, making them unable to breathe. Flying rubble and iron filings drilled into the eyes of the Qing soldiers, cutting their flesh and skin, even though their faces were already covered in blood and flesh blurred.

When the smoke receded, none of the nearest Qing archers on either side of the road were spared, some of them rolling and screaming in pain on the ground with their bloody faces covered with their hands. Some of their exposed calves were stripped of their flesh and skin, revealing their bones, and even their entire legs were blown away, wriggling and struggling like maggots

"Ah~~~~" Hong Onimaca looked up to the sky and roared, his face full of horizontal flesh was cut off by a single piece of blood, "Come out~~Come out~~" He gasped and roared hysterically, like a wounded beast falling into a trap, "Come out~~The southern barbarian comes out~~ Fight to the death with me~"

He was answered only by the sound of a bang and a dense stream of arrows