The Xin'an Brigade, in its active capacity, quickly escorted the heralds to Huangzhuang again......

This time no one stopped.

I don't know if I got the order or was afraid of those spears and birds, the more than 4,000 young people who blocked the outside of the Huangzhuang silently got out of the way and let those soldiers enter the Huangzhuang. The latter brought to Huangzhuang an order to send Yang Sun, who was also one of the witnesses, to the headquarters, and also brought an order for all the militias under the Xin'an Brigade to be transferred to active duty.

But how to get people safely to the headquarters of She County is the real trouble.

Because there are countless people waiting outside.

Although the militia has become active at this time, and the Yang Sun family has also become a key witness to be protected, but in this case, no one dares to guarantee that there will be any chaos, and an accident on the road may cause chaos. Things have developed to such an extent that they have long been equivalent to a powder keg, and all that is needed for the explosion is a small spark, but even so, they have to send Yang Sun to the command headquarters.

"Let's go, break in!"

Liu Cheng, deputy of the first battalion who led the team, said.

He was a veteran who had broken three fingers during the Battle of the Yellow River.

At this time, there really is no other way.

It is not safe to stay in Huangzhuang after all, this Zhuangzi only has a few hundred people, more than 100 militiamen, a stalemate for several days, it is inevitable to neglect precautions, some people tried to climb over the wall to enter last night, fortunately the militia on duty found it in time, and after firing a few shots into the sky, they all woke up at once, and the people had to flee.

But it's hard to say if it continues.

The militia of Huangzhuang was also quickly armed, and captured all kinds of armor eliminated by the Ming army, and the Qing army's birds, knives and spears, and even bows and crossbows were also captured. Since they have been transferred to active duty, it means that they don't need to worry about any threat after they leave the Imperial Village, just fight directly. In this way, more than 100 people from the Huangzhuang, together with the escort heralds, a total of 300 people, were fully armed, combined with a standard Spanish phalanx, to escort the Yang Sun clan, who was already too frightened to stand up on the donkey cart in the middle, opened the gate of the Huangzhuang, and advanced towards the sea of people outside.

"Get out of the way!"

Liu Cheng shouted with his officer-level flintlock short gun into the sky.

The crowd in front of him didn't move at all.

"It's illegal to block officers and soldiers!"

He then shouted.

The crowd booed.

In other words, places like Huizhou have always only listened to the patriarch, not to mention the officials and soldiers, and it may not be easy to make the holy decree! This kind of loyalty between clans is not because of blood, it has lasted for dozens of generations, and blood is a fart, but because of interests, whether the clan goes out to do business or is an official, it is a group. Even if the people at the bottom need disasters or other accidents, they can be taken care of by the gentry of the same clan, the emperor can be changed, and the dynasty can be changed, but the clan will not change, which is equivalent to the ancient version of insurance. Those places that often suffer from wars and have a short period of clan duration are better, and in places like Huizhou, which have hardly encountered too many wars, the patriarch is really like the emperor of the soil.

When the magistrates of the imperial court came, they all had to look at the face of the patriarch of the big clan.

"Madamn, I don't believe you made a musket!"

Liu Cheng was also killed on the battlefield, he glanced at the other side viciously, and then waved the short gun in his hand.

Several musketeers behind him opened fire at once.

However, the bullet hit the crowd, and the mud splashed in front of the crowd in the gunshot, and those people changed their faces slightly, and at the same time, with Liu Cheng's order, the spearmen in formation pushed forward. Those people were still afraid of the dense spear forest, and they began to move out of the way to the sides, and the whole formation moved slowly forward like a giant hedgehog.

But soon it was impossible to move.

More than a dozen trucks blocked the road, and there were all kinds of downed trees and other obstacles behind it, and there was even a trench dug urgently.

"Go to the field!"

Liu Cheng wiped his sweat in winter and said.

The whole team immediately turned around, fortunately, these militias have a long time of training every year, after all, there are subsidies for training, and there are bonuses for good results, in fact, the organization of these militias is even greater than that of the Ming army before the reorganization. The hedgehog formation did not appear chaotic with the turn, but Yang Sun's donkey cart could not go, a militia directly carried her, and the whole formation entered the farmland, stepping on the winter rape seedlings and continuing to move forward, walking one by one in distress.

These rapeseeds are the main source of edible oil for Huangzhuang next year.

These are all transplanted and planted one by one.

Now here are two crops of rice in the morning and evening and one season of rape, because the sowing period can not be connected, so the rape seedlings are raised in advance.

"Leave this alone, I'll apply for a subsidy for you when I go back!"

Liu Cheng said.

Indeed, at this time, I don't care about it.

In fact, surrounded by more than 4,000 people, Huangzhuang's rape was trampled on a pile, but the word subsidy still lifted the morale of the militia.

Their opponents didn't get in the way.

In the face of the spear forest that pushed forward, no one dared to really block it.

But soon they couldn't go any further, because the trench couldn't be bypassed, and the trench was filled with water, and it was full of woods on both sides, and the woods were full of people, and as long as they entered the woods, it was impossible to maintain the formation, and it was difficult to say what would happen at that time.

"Fill!"

Liu Cheng gritted his teeth and said.

The militiamen quickly divided into groups, one group continued to form a formation to protect Yang Sun's clan, and one group began to fill the trench with the shovels they carried, saying that they were on the fence, of course, they would not be unaware that the trench was being dug outside. While they were filling in the trenches, a group of people on the opposite side tried to continue digging trenches in front of them, and Liu Cheng unceremoniously ordered to open fire again, and these people immediately dispersed with the sound of gunfire. But then a large herd of cattle appeared in front of them, and behind these cattle they were dragging down the severed trees, and the cattle kept cutting ropes and throwing down these trees to create roadblocks, and Liu Cheng was so angry that he killed two cows in a volley.

In the end, the opponent was reluctant to lose his cattle, but soon switched to a cheap cart filled with sand.

The two sides fought wits and strength like this.

However, Liu Cheng finally filled in the road, and the hedgehog array continued to move forward, but they also had to move away from those obstacles or bypass them, their advance speed was pitifully slow, almost at a turtle speed, and they waited until dark.

In fact, it was not only them, at this time, all the peripheries of the Xin'an Brigade were surrounded by the same situation, and the militia that was ordered to gather reinforcements was also unable to move an inch in the vast sea of the people's war. Although this word is a bit helpless, after all, it was Yang Qing who was originally the best at doing this, but now it has become the gentry, and the militia of Huangzhuang are like the British army in Sanyuan, trapped by the quagmire of clan power.

People are not attacking the militia.

They don't even throw stones, they don't openly block them, they just create all kinds of obstacles in front of the militia, make it difficult for them to move an inch, and slow down their advance.

Until dark.

"The moon is dark and the wind is high, killing people and setting fires!"

Liu Cheng stood in front of the militia in formation, looked at the shadowy figure in the darkness in front of him, and said somewhat helplessly.

Behind him was a standard quadrangular formation, with muskets and archers at the corners, and a dense array of spears lined up in a dense forest, and the militiamen all looked at the darkness around them with apprehension and even panic, and the figures in the darkness, and in the middle of the entire formation was a pregnant woman.

"It's really a mess!"

He said.

Almost at the same time, the low roar of cattle was heard in the darkness, followed by a dozen ploughing cattle galloping to the sound of firecrackers.

"What's the panic, haven't you seen a cow?"

Liu Cheng shouted at the trembling subordinates beside him.

The general's composure was very effective, looking at the composure on his face, and then thinking about his legend that he was said to have killed hundreds of enemies, under the discipline of daily training, those militiamen did not run away after all, and they saw that the cattle were less than ten feet away.

"Fire!"

Liu Cheng roared without hesitation.

After saying that, he was the first to pull the trigger, followed by dozens of bird guns also fired, and then a dense stream of crossbow arrows, and more than a dozen ploughing oxen screamed sadly, most of them fell five feet away, but there were still six close to the formation. Four of them turned around in front of the formation, but two of them turned too late and crashed into the formation at once, but with the roar of the spearmen, one spear after another pierced their bodies in an instant.

But at the same time......

"The king on the Yellow Mountain is washing the village!"

A series of chaotic shouts rang out, and hundreds of masked militants behind the herd rushed straight in.

"Return the king of Tama Yellow Mountain!"

Liu Cheng couldn't help but smile, and just as the nearest militant arrived in front of him, his short gun was loaded and raised, and the trigger was pulled almost against the latter's head. The latter's brain burst out, and he swung his empty gun to the left, the hard handle of which was slamming into the temple of the other militant, and even visibly dented downward, and in the fall of the two corpses, he threw the short gun into his right hand, which was only two fingers, and pulled out the knife at his waist in his left hand.

And at this moment, more militants rushed in.

But these rabble didn't know how to break through the Spanish phalanx, and the dense forest of spears suddenly resisted them, and these unlucky fellows were pierced one after another. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the swiftly loaded birdmen and crossbowmen fired one after another, and were rushing towards their follow-up militants one by one......

"Kill, this is a bandit, just kill!"

Liu Cheng swung his knife and slashed down an enemy, then shouted at the militiamen.

The latter is also obviously aware of the gap between the two sides.

Most of these militiamen, who were also on the battlefield for the first time, immediately became excited, saying that since they were bandits, then killing one would be a reward, and these rabble were obviously giving silver. With an exuberant roar, the dense spears and bullets and crossbow arrows all flew towards the enemy, and in the blink of an eye, the dead bodies on the periphery of the formation began to pile up...... (https:)

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