The early morning sun dispelled the thin mist, and five corpses and three seriously injured and dying villagers lay in front of the gate of Ma's Zhuangyuan. One of the bankers, who had been shot in the abdomen, crawled all the way to the gate, dragging out long blood marks where he went. The dealer leaned on the door with half a suppressed body, and his hand clasped the knocker, but the door was closed. The dealer also remained motionless, apparently dead for a long time.

The mountains are lonely, the mountain villas are heavy, and the four fields are silent. Only the white Sensen's "five steps out of the village, die!" A few big words are terrifying.

At noon, the door of the village suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers and villagers with obviously new wooden shields swarmed out. In the front row are the bankers, who are responsible for raising their shields for defense. In the middle are servant soldiers, including Han, Jurchen, and Goryeo, who are armed with spears and short knives, ready to engage in hand-to-hand combat. At last there were seven or eight Mongol Tatars, each armed with a stubborn horn bow and five or six arrows between their fingers, and when they rushed to the foot of the banyan tree, they raised their bows in unison and fired them at the grove at the foot of the mountain fifty paces ahead.

The grass and trees in the forest crackled, but no one screamed in pain from an arrow.

The Mongols did not stop shooting arrows, and continued to shoot at the spot where they thought it might be Tibetan. The shrill roar of the arrow through the air made the blood sink and the scalp tingle.

At this moment, the sound of a return shot was finally heard in the woods - bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!

There are three rings every time, the time is in order, and the shooting is fast and slow, but if you listen carefully for a long time, you can hear that it is basically three rings, and the projectile shot goes straight to the weak point of the shield dealer and goes down three ways. These wooden shields can actually cover the vital points of the chest and abdomen, and it is impossible for the hands and feet to completely block them. The shield that really covers all parts of the body is very heavy, and you can't walk dozens of steps with it in your hand. In ancient times, the first thing in combat was physical strength, and the physical strength was consumed on carrying a shield, and when it was really hand-to-hand, it was waiting to be slaughtered. The kind of heavy shield that is completely covered is only useful for defending the city, and is not suitable for field combat at all.

The sound of gunfire was scattered and unhurried, but almost every shot was accompanied by a farmer who groaned and sat down, and the bones of his shield rolled to the ground. By the time the assault team rushed to the edge of the forest, the Zhuang Ke in the front row had been beaten to pieces, and less than three or four percent of them could still hold shields, and most of the servants behind the shields who were ready for hand-to-hand combat were exposed.

A column of thunder cannons suddenly flew out of the mid-mountain ridge behind the forest, crossed the front and middle rows, and landed steadily a few steps behind the Meng Tartars in the last row.

Rumble! With a bang, the seven or eight Mengtars who kept firing arrows to suppress them blew up two of them, and the rest were so shocked that they almost dropped their bows and arrows.

At this time, a violent roar came from the forest: "Fight! ”

Shi Yang rushed out first, the double-barreled shotgun in his hand spewing furious flames. Wang Ping'an followed closely, and fired three shots in just two seconds, but before he could load, he pulled out his left gun and shot a burst of random shots, knocking down all the servants who were ten paces away.

Ding Xiaoyi rushed out, Ding Xiaoyi rushed out, Zhang Junbao, Grasshopper and other teenagers held all kinds of long and short weapons, constantly bombarding the enemy in front of them a few steps away. The dealer and the servant soldiers fell to the ground like dominoes, and the Montaster who was hiding at the end to release the cold arrow was finally fully exposed.

In the face of this never-before-seen weapon of sound and light, the Mongols have completely lost their initial rebelliousness, panicked, unable to open their bows, and have no accurate head.

Shi Yang's eyes were red, his expression was hideous, like a wild beast, from the moment he rushed out of the woods, he was in a completely defenseless desperate state, which would kill all the way to within ten steps of Meng Tarzi, and his voice was hoarse and roared: "The youth team is on the bullet!" ”

"Zhang Junbao finished playing!"

"The grasshopper is finished!"

"Han Tiehu has finished playing!"

"The junior team listens to the order - shoot at close range!"

Shi Yang filled the barrel of the two shotguns, did not aim at all, and held the gun to the side of his waist, aiming at the panicked Mengtarzi.

"Ready—fire!"

Bang bang!

This round of close-range fire salvo completely crushed the Yuan Soldier Commando. As the melee squad "Sea Clan" rushed out of the forest and chased all the way, a full team of fifty people, and only twelve or thirteen people were able to escape back to the village.

On a bloody battlefield, Shi Yang pulled out his machete and cut the throats of the injured and undead soldiers one by one. Looking at the large stream of blood gushing out and his desperate eyes, Shi Yang's once simple eyes revealed crazy pleasure, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

Knife after knife, blood splattered all over him, until the wrist holding the knife was buckled, and Wang Ping'an's hoarse and concerned voice came from his ears: "Brother Shi, stop, you are injured, you have to be bandaged." ”

Shi Yang glanced lightly at his left arm, an arrow was firmly inserted into his shoulder, and when his body shook, blood was faintly oozing.

"I've suffered a lot from arrow wounds." Shi Yang lowered his head and opened his mouth, bit the shaft of the arrow, shook his head violently, and pulled out the arrow with a sneer, marking the blood from the wound. Shi raised his brows without frowning, and spat out arrows.

Wang Ping'an was in a hurry, turned his head and shouted: "Ding Xiaoniang, come and bandage!" ”

Ding Xiaoyi hurried over with a shotgun on his back, and the blades of grass left over from the ambush on his head and shoulders had not had time to be brushed away. Under careful inspection, this arrow did not hit the vital point, and Meng Tatar was shocked by the unprecedented weapon at that time, and he was at a loss, not only did he lose his accuracy, but his strength was also weak and weak, and he only entered the flesh for three points at such a close distance, and did not even touch the bones. In this era, as long as such an arrow wound is not infected, it is indeed not a serious injury.

Wang Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the closed gate, and said hesitantly: "After this battle, the Yuan soldiers must no longer have the courage to launch a frontal charge from the gate." ”

On the small hill, several leaders and junior members of the squad were discussing the gains and losses of this battle and the next tactical tactics.

"It was a good fight, especially the junior team. Of course, the melee team also performed well, and the final wave of pursuits took out a lot. When Shi Yang was emotionally unstable, Wang Ping'an, who rarely spoke, had to temporarily act as a summary spokesperson. After saying a few good words, Wang Ping'an seemed to notice that something was missing, and hurriedly added: "We defeated a group of Yuan soldiers, among which there were many Mengtars, and none of our own side died, only three people were injured. This record ...... Tsk, it's amazing, whether it's in the Song army or the Yuan army, it's a big victory. ”

Ding Xiaoqi said: "Then are we going to attack Zhuangzi next?" Avenge Sister Shu'er. ”

"This ......" Wang Ping'an glanced at Shi Yang and rubbed his hands, "If our guns and ammunition are enough......"

"We don't have many guns and bullets, and both the junior team and the melee team lack combat experience...... To put it mildly, even a few of us haven't been through a few battles. It will be difficult to storm Zhuangzi, and it will also expose our strength. Our safest battle plan is to blockade Zhuangzi with shotguns just like the original sniper of Chen Yi at sea. Ding Xiaoyi drew a simple schematic diagram of the Liang family's courtyard on the ground with a tree branch, "The Liang family has two gates, the front door and the back door. I sealed the gate, Brother Yang guarded the back door, and the black pill guerrilla, to see who wanted to sneak over the wall like those two guys in the early morning and end up with them. ”

Kuromaru smacked his lips: "It's a pity that those two guys ran away in the early morning." ”

"We have only two goals – to kill and to save people. Kill the Tartar Baihu Bagen and save the horse. The rest of the minions don't have to worry about him. When Wang Ping'an said this, he subconsciously touched his bullet belt. After only three small contact battles, nearly half of the ammunition was consumed, and if you fight any scum, you really can't bear it.

"That's it." Shi Yang stood up, turned around and walked towards the back mountain. There, Shu'er's body was parked. Shi Yang made an oath not to slaughter the Liang family's village and never bury Shu'er.

Looking at Shi Yang's back, Yang Zheng gestured with a gesture, meaning "Fortunately, he hasn't lost his mind yet." ”

As Wang Ping'an said, for two whole days after that, the Yuan soldiers did not launch an attack again, and there was no sign of breaking through. Liang Qixin sent someone to negotiate, and Shi Yang's reply was, "Return the horse squire first, otherwise there is no negotiation." And the people who came to negotiate cut off their ears, claiming: "If you have words first, those who go out of the village for five steps will die!" You have been out of the bank for more than five steps, and for the sake of negotiating, you will only take one ear. ”

On the third day, Bagen shot an arrow from the wall of the village and nailed it to the big banyan tree, and a roll of white paper was faintly visible on the shaft of the arrow.

Zhang Junbao was ordered to retrieve it, and everyone unfolded it to take a look, and there was only one line of words written on the paper: "Covenant war!" One-on-one, warrior duel, the loser leaves his life, and the winner achieves what he wants. Do you dare to fight?! ”