A steady stream of footsteps slowly stepped towards the manor a mile away, but the thieves in the village were unaware, not even a sentry, and death was quietly approaching this group of inhuman beasts.

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"Don't say it, don't say it, I'll go out first, haha! You drink again. A thief unbuckled his belt and went out, drawing a chorus of laughter from his companions.

As soon as the thief went out, he was cut in the face by the oncoming cold wind, and a cold sting pain made his alcohol-numbed head sober up a little.

"What the hell is the weather, it's so cold." The thief cursed secretly, walked to a corner outside the door of the ancestral hall, and began to make it easier to ask.

Just when he was finished and was about to go back to the ancestral hall to continue drinking and bragging, a strong uneasiness suddenly rose to his heart, and he was depressed and uncomfortable. He shook his head, trying to shake the uneasiness away, but it only grew stronger.

"What's going on?" The thief intuitively felt that this feeling came from outside the village, and then he walked to the wall of the village like a ghost and glanced at it, and suddenly his pupils dilated, and the alcohol immediately dissipated......

I saw that less than 200 steps outside the village, a team of thousands of people holding spears that had never been seen before was slowly pressing towards their place, and flags were fluttering all around, mixed with the aura of slaughter......

"Mom! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Someone! The thief ran towards the ancestral hall in a panic, and fell several times along the way, and his arms were worn out......

"What? Enemy attack? Hahaha......" After hearing the thief's scream, several of the thief leaders who smelled of alcohol didn't react, just took it as a joke......

"Everyone is out there, let alone thousands! Boss, get ready for battle! ”

Seeing that the thief's face was full of anxiety, the leaders also woke up most of the drunkenness, "Brothers, copy guys!" I'd like to see which blind guy dares to come to my place and feel uncomfortable! ”

The leader gave an order, and all the thieves in the ancestral hall grabbed their weapons and ran towards the village wall with a curse.

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One hundred steps, the flags of the Jingwei battalion immediately stood in formation, and the Han Feng archers headquarters at the forefront immediately ran to the downwind position of about ninety steps, a column of 100 people, the bow in their hands had been taken off from their backs, and the arrow box was also standing on the ground, waiting for the order of their own flag commander to start shooting arrows in their hands.

"Shhh...... This is the officer?" The thieves on the wall of the village couldn't help but tremble when they saw the neat and solemn phalanxes in front of them, and the thieves around them were also full of fear.

"Aim!" Han Feng shouted, and the auxiliaries on one side struck the three marching snare drums heavily, and the four rows of archers nervously bent their bows and arrows under the rhythmic drum beating, pulled the bowstring, and took the arc of the bow and arrow of the first person on the left side of each column as the center, nervously and orderly adjusted the angle of their arrows.

The sand in Han Feng's fist slowly sprinkled down, and after calculating the wind direction, he gave an order: "Release!" "With another drum sound, four hundred feather arrows whistled through the sky and shot towards the wall of Wangzhuang......

Burst...... Burst...... Burst......

The thieves, who had not had time to react, watched the arrows in the sky swoop into their formation like locusts, and suddenly there was a wail on the wall of the village.

One of the thieves saw the arrows rushing towards his head, and he froze for a few seconds, and when he remembered to dodge, several feathered arrows had already entered his head and chest and other vital places, and he fell straight down before he had time to cry.

The other thief turned around and was about to run, when four feathered arrows pierced his back and pierced his internal organs, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling chills all over his body, and gradually lost his breath in the cry.

Burst......

"Ah, no......" An arrow pierced the neck of a rogue, and he fell to the ground in disbelief, suffocating into the infinite darkness......

"My legs ...... I've been shot in the leg! "A thief was shot in the thigh by a sharp arrow and fell to the ground with his buttocks, clutching his injured thigh and crying. Dozens of thieves around him who were not shot to death fell to the ground and clutched the injured parts of his body and wailed, such a cold day, without medical care, even if he could survive, he would be useless.

This wave of feather arrows caused more than 30 casualties among the thieves, and the sound of crying fathers and mothers on the wall of the village was boundless and desolate. But it's a pity that Han Feng didn't stop there......

"Aim! Adjust the angle! Pull the strings! Every time Han Feng shouted, Wang Cheng's marching drum struck heavily, accurately conveying Han Feng's instructions to the ears of all archers.

Due to the remarkable results of the first round of shooting, the soldiers under the archers also crossed that hurdle in their hearts, and quickly completed all the steps according to the instructions, with a sound of "Release!" The drum sounded, and there was an astonishing salvo of feathered arrows...... At the moment when he released the bowstring in his hand, the sound of strings and the sound of feather arrows cutting through the sky was unusually harsh, and everyone looked at the thieves who were shooting down behind the village wall with a rain of arrows under the black pressure, and suddenly felt spectacular......

Burst...... Burst...... Puff puff puff......

The sound of sharp blades entering the flesh resounded throughout the village wall, and countless thieves in cloth armor or even no armor were shot under the wall by this wave of arrow rain one after another, and the scalp numbing cry completely resounded inside and outside the manor this time, as if it was on the verge of collapse, but before it could react, the third wave of arrow rain hit again......

"No, I don't want to die! Lao Tzu hasn't lived enough! I'll be a soldier for another half a year...... I can't die! Yes...... No...... Yes...... Uh...... "A thief with a round shield desperately raised the shield above his head and buried his head in the shield, but unfortunately, the diameter of this round shield was too small, although it protected his face, but his shoulders, chest, legs and even waist were full of feather arrows, so he slowly died in fear, and his face was full of unwilling expressions.

"Yes, these three waves of arrow rain are conservatively estimated to have caused at least more than 100 casualties! Re-aim ...... Uh......" Han Feng saw that his archers were playing well and were about to prepare for the fourth round of shooting, when he suddenly felt a chill coming from Yang Fan's department behind him, he turned around and couldn't help but shiver. I saw Yang Fan staring at himself with a cold light in his eyes, as if to say: It's almost enough, my side hasn't opened yet......

Han Feng smiled apologetically at him, and then commanded the archers to lift the arrow box and put away the bows, retreat to the rear in an orderly manner, and join Yang Youhuai's troops.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and shouted in his heart that it was finally my turn, so he said, "Brothers, it's our turn!" Don't disgrace my Yang Qi's face! 100 steps ahead! The main entrance of Wangzhuang! Mark time! Walk! ”

"Drink! Drink! Drink! ”

"Woo woo woo~"

As the 350 soldiers under Yang Qi's command approached the village wall with neat steps, Wang Cheng's auxiliary troops also sounded the horn of attack, and the thieves in the village on the opposite side were even more frightened and had already lost their combat effectiveness.

"Boss, run! Can't hold it! A thief cried out to the leader with a bloody face, and the pressure of the spear phalanx completely frightened his dog's guts......

The leader was cloaked in a cloak, and he was lying behind the village wall with a copper knife in his hand, trembling all over. According to a rough estimate, the three waves of arrow rain just now have caused at least one hundred and twenty or thirty people under his command to be hit by arrows, except for those who were killed, most of the rest have lost their combat effectiveness, and more importantly, now their morale is low, and they can no longer hold the manor.

"Wait, now that their archers have stopped, and those spearmen have not broken their weapons, tell the brothers to find some rolling stones and wood, and we can hold it." The leader still had a fluke mentality, in fact, there were more than 1,300 stone of grain and hundreds of catties of meat in the manor, and he was really reluctant to give up, and finally life was better, and no one wanted to eat meat anymore.

"Guard! Boss, you have to have a good idea! It's too late! "The thief still wants to persuade again.

"I've made up my mind, don't go soon!"

"Alas!" The thief sighed heavily, tried to contain his fear, and began to look for the rolling stones......

"Bang!" Not long after the thief left, he heard the sound of a hard object hitting the door, and everyone was startled, and the leader of the thieves slowly looked down, and his eyes suddenly widened. I saw that Yang Fan found a thick log out of nowhere, mixed it in his array, and now he was smashing the gate of Zhuangkou fiercely......

"Hurry, hurry! Go to a few people to guard the gate of the village, and don't let them in! The leader of the thieves let out a heart-rending cry.

"Bang!" When dozens of thieves staggered to the village gate, the bolt of the village door had shown signs of breaking, and the scared thieves stood in place and didn't know what to do.

"Bang!" Another crashing sound sounded, the bolt broke in two, and the moment the log slammed open the door of the village, what was imprinted into the eyes of the thieves in the village was an unforgettable scene in this life: hundreds of gloomy spears were pointed at him, and the faces of the soldiers in the front row of the elite guard battalion had different expressions, some nervous and some calm, but a few exuded a bloodthirsty atmosphere......

"The spear is flat! Advance! Stab! "There were more than 20 people in the first row, and the four of them were lined up in a row under the command of the first chief and the chief of the army behind them, and slowly walked into the village......

"Don't come, no!" The sight in front of them made the dozens of thieves so frightened that their legs were weak, and they couldn't move, so they all sat on the ground and moved backwards, trying to avoid the edge of the spears.

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!

Four spears pierced mercilessly into the body of the thieves on the ground, and the platoon of soldiers twisted the barrels of their guns hard, and these wounded thieves immediately grinned in pain, and a bloody killing began......

Half an hour later......

In Wangzhuang, there were corpses of thieves everywhere, and one hundred and twenty thieves who surrendered and fifty thieves who were shot by Han Feng's archers and were not dead were tied up together, waiting for Yang Youhuai and the three to fall.

"Vomiting ......" Some of the recruits who had just joined the battle were vomiting in the corner, and a few of them had just finished vomiting and got up to look at the blood and corpses all around them, and their stomachs were tumbling again......

"Hehe, vomit, it's better to vomit." Some veterans shook their heads as they looked at the recruits vomiting, remembering that they were the same when they first went to battle.

"The statistics are out." Wang Cheng took a piece of paper and came to Yang Youhuai and the others: "1,320 stone of grain, 100 jars of wine, 680 catties of meat, 6 stone of salt, no casualties in our army, except for the 170 people captured, a total of 308 enemies were annihilated......"

"Good, good." Yang Youhuai nodded, this battle was a complete victory, the new recruits have been formed, and the next few battles will be the same strong army as the old banner, in the face of the situation that the Jingwei battalion is becoming stronger and stronger, Yang Youhuai is happy in his heart.

"Then will these thieves be dealt with according to the general's law, or will they be brought back to Meihe Town to be sent to the general?" Wang Cheng asked, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes, Liu Ce's attitude towards the thieves was very much to his liking.

"Don't bother, bringing back these thieves is also a dead end, and if you get into trouble along the way, let's correct the law on the spot." Yang Fan has become accustomed to Liu Ce's way of dealing with thieves, and since he has "killed prisoners" many times, he has not seen any retribution for himself and Jingwei Ying, but has become stronger and stronger, Yang Fan has been completely supporting Liu Ce's treatment of thieves from the initial doubt.

"Then I'll send someone to take care of it." Wang Cheng was about to go down after speaking, but was stopped by Han Feng.

"Wait a minute, how about we execute in a different way today?" A cruel smile appeared on Han Feng's face.

"Huh?" Yang Youhuai, Yang Fan, and Wang Cheng showed a hint of surprise on their faces, they knew that Han Feng hated the thief to the core, and they also wanted to hear what he thought.

Han Feng's face suddenly became hideous: "When I first entered the village, I found that there was a lot of fire oil on the wall of the village, do you remember how the general used the fire oil to retreat from the enemy when he was in Houtu Fort?" ”

"Hiss......" The three of them immediately gasped when they heard this, especially Yang Fan, who never expected that the honest Han Feng in front of him would be so dark and ruthless in his heart.

Seeing that everyone was full of surprise, Han Feng said: "The general is right, the thieves have no humanity, although they are also forced to do things, but it is not a reason to vent their dissatisfaction to the people, Wang Zhuang I have inquired, there were more than a thousand mouths before, but now there is not a single one left that has been slaughtered by the thieves, this tone Our Jingwei Battalion will report for them, just stabbing to death one by one This group of beasts is too cheap, you see...... Of course, if the general is held accountable, I, Han Feng, will bear it alone, and I will never affect everyone! ”

Yang Fan, Yang Youhuai, and Wang Cheng lowered their heads and thought for a moment, and Yang Fan then said: "Just Brother Han, the crime of thieves deserves death, such a death method is indeed too cheap for them!" Burn him to death, the general will count me as one when asked! ”

"Count me in!" Yang Youhuai immediately agreed.

"The general is accountable, and I, Wang Cheng, am also one!"

In a moment, the four of them reached a consensus, and Han Feng immediately called Su Wencan to him and asked him to prepare the fire oil and find some flammable dry grass and wood chips. Wang Cheng drove the thieves into the ancestral hall and nailed the door to death. Yang ordered people to climb to the top of the ancestral hall and remove half of the tiles, and then Yang Fan held a torch to hit the front of the ancestral hall......

"Ahh What do you do? We have surrendered! ”

"What does this smell like? It's like fire oil. ”

The thieves in the ancestral hall felt that the situation was serious when Su Wencan poured the fire oil from the roof to their heads!

"Ignition!" With Han Feng's order, one of the soldiers in Yang Fanqi's hand handed over the torch in his hand and lit the grass and trees at the door. Su Wencan, who was on the roof, opened the folds of fire, showed a cruel smile on his face, and threw it at the thieves who were crowded in the ancestral hall, and suddenly a burst of flames burst out on the body of a thief, quickly igniting the whole body, and letting out a cry that was not like a human scream!

The thief who was on fire fled in all directions, and in an instant the flames on his body jumped to the rest of the thieves, and a burst of flames quickly expanded and devoured them one by one, and soon the flames in the ancestral hall burned everywhere, and the screams resounded throughout the manor and beyond......

Several thieves struggled to break free from the rope behind them and ran towards the gate with all their might, but the moment their hands touched the doorknob, they suddenly screamed, and when they looked closely, their hands were full of blood blisters. They shouted helplessly, but when the choking smoke was inhaled into their throats, they could no longer make a sound, and were pushed down by the "fire men" who rushed up behind them, turning into "the same kind".

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The wailing in the ancestral hall has gradually subsided, and the entire ancestral hall has been enveloped in flames.

Yang Youhuai, Han Feng and the soldiers of the Jingwei Battalion not far behind them just watched the scene in front of them, and many recruits looked at the raging fire and remembered what the Jinheng Department had done in Meihe Town more than ten days ago, and shed tragic tears, feeling that these thieves were innocent of death......

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"Go back and report to the general!" After throwing the corpses of the thieves into the sea of fire, Yang Youhuai roared, and more than 1,000 soldiers of the Jingwei Battalion carried dozens of truckloads of supplies to Meihe Town...... As everyone knows, due to an omission, four thieves escaped hiding in a tunnel, and when they came out to see the charred corpses of the ancestral hall that burned only the remnants of the wood were still emitting white smoke, they almost frightened them crazy, and after that, they will all be terrified in this massacre, and also remember how terrible it is to have an army called Jingwei Battalion......

Back in Meihe Town, after Liu Ce knew how Han Feng dealt with the surrendered thieves, he just briefly reprimanded them and ordered them to write a "review" in person. This made the soldiers of the Jingwei battalion think that the torture and killing of enemy prisoners was Liu Ce's acquiescence, so they secretly discussed how to kill the prisoners......

On November 13, Shuangyang and Han destroyed the thieves in Wangzhuang......

On November 14, Yang Kaishan, Guo Tao, and Han Feng exterminated the thieves in Li Zhuang......

On November 16, Feng Chou Nian, Xu Hui, and Yang Fan destroyed the Dingzikou thief stronghold......

On November 20, Sun Cheng, Han Feng, and Liu Ce worked together to exterminate most of the 2,300 thieves in Huzhuang......

On November 22, the thieves in Caiyuanzhuang were exterminated......

November 26,......

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Until, on the third day of December, the stronghold of the bandits at the mouth of the plain was destroyed, and the bandits within a radius of 40 miles from Meihe Town had been swept away. The Jingwei battalion suffered a total of 94 casualties, 33 were killed in battle, 61 were wounded, all were slightly injured, no one was disabled, and the Jingwei battalion's suppression of thieves came to an end temporarily, including Chen Qing and the auxiliary soldiers, all the soldiers and men went through the war and became the backbone of the growth of the Jingwei battalion......

On the fifth day of December, it snowed heavily in Ganzhou, and Liu Ce set out to form a military band, while the situation in Wuliang Town was not eased by the heavy snow, but it was more tense than before......