Long Wenxiang stood on the tower of Qiongguan Beicheng with his hands in his hands, he was forty and five years old, with a short figure, a yellow forehead, and a fetal mole the size of a copper coin on his left cheek, on which there was a small pinch of black hair. This appearance is worse than its unsightly appearance, and it can be said to be a bit ugly. The name "Wenxiang" is really overpraised. With such a appearance, in the traditional Confucian society of the Great Song Dynasty, which pays attention to dignified appearance, no matter how talented you are, there is no career at all, at most it is the life of a staff member or even a small official. Therefore, as a well-appointed person, Long Wenxiang can only be a charge in the yamen, and he has not advanced an inch after more than ten years in the officialdom.

Then, the Mongols came, Ali Hague came, and the fate of Long Wenmou changed.

Mongolians don't talk about physiognomy, even if they are really exquisite, Long Wen's appearance can be regarded as a middle-aged person. He first served as Ali Hague's staff, giving advice, and then accumulating merit as Langzhong, promoted step by step to the governor, and finally became the consolation envoy of the pacification of a state. Although Qiongzhou and other remote states are far from being compared with the Central Plains states, they are also a big player, and their careers have reached the top.

However, at this moment, Long Wenxiang, who was looking at the sea from afar, once again felt the feeling of the end of the road.

One day, just one day, the sharp weapons of the northern and southern enemy buildings that the Qiongguan Yuan army relied on to defeat the enemy were wiped out. He didn't know what kind of weapon it was, Heaven-shattering Thunder? Fierce fire oil? It's like and it's not like either, but it's definitely much scarier than both.

When the Yuan soldiers in the enemy tower were besieged and killed by the Dragon Bird Army, Long Wenxiang did not think about sending troops to rescue, but just as he wanted to recruit a brave soldier to attack, he was persuaded by his generals. He said that the musket could not be broken, and if it could not be broken, no matter how many brave soldiers were sent, it would only increase the casualties.

During the battle of Yacheng, the fate of Ali Hague's iron shield armor soldiers had already been passed to Qiongguan with the rout, and such a turtle shell soldier could not carry the musket, so what could a brave soldier equipped with only leather armor and bamboo cards reach?

And what really made Long Wenxiang finally dispel this idea was the performance of the "brave soldiers" he liked, which was too chilling.

That brave soldier is the Fan soldier.

Don't look at the 8,000 soldiers under Long Wenxiang, the real sharp soldiers are only 300 people from Wanhu Mansion and 200 guards from the Xuanwei Division, these 500 people are the strongest force in his hands. The rest are either old and weak servants or village soldiers, these people are barely defending the city, if they go out of the city to play counter-wars and raids, it is to deliver food.

The soldiers are known for their bravery, although they are unruly and difficult to train, and they only know how to blindly fight and rush, but they are brave, but in this kind of small-scale raid warfare, they can be used well to achieve miraculous results.

It's just that Fang Cai exploded repeatedly, and the group of soldiers who looked very fierce were actually frightened to the color of earth, threw their blades to the ground, and worshiped the sky again and again, shouting what kind of mountain god rage and other gods and ghosts.

Long Wenxiang and his generals are angry, these barbarians are brave, but they are ignorant and unreliable.

In this way, Long Wenxiang had to dispel the idea of going out of the city to rescue, and had no choice but to watch the two strongholds fall into the hands of the Dragon Bird Army. The threat of losing the two strongholds to the enemy revealed the northern city of Qiongguan in front of the dragon sparrow saber and gun.

Long Wenxiang sighed, his strength was not as good as that of people, so he could only defend the city honestly.

At this time, one of Long Wenxiang's subordinates said in a low voice: "My lord, this time the Propaganda Division ordered Zhufan to join forces with Qiongguan, but only Sanfan was called, and the rest were all excused. Presumably, when he learned of the defeat of Marshal Du (Ali Hague), he had different aspirations. It's really unreliable to be so fearful and unjust. ”

Long Wenxiang replied lightly, noncommittal, and the staff sighed speechlessly, so he had to retreat. I knew in my heart that the career of this boss was tied to this group of Tibetan people, and he knew that the Tibetan people were mercenary, untrustworthy and unrighteous, so he could only try his best to appease them, and did not dare to make moves to stimulate the other party.

These soldiers came from Qiongzhou, Liyuan Bafan, and Bafan is actually not more than eight, but refers to it in general. Among them, Luodian, Wolong, Luofan, Dalong, Huiman, Lufan, Xiaolong, Shifan, Fangfan, Hongfan, Chengfan and other Zhufan are the strongest.

Long Wenming's greatest achievement after entering Qiong was to go deep into Liyuan, and to persuade the Bafan except Hongfan, Shifan, and Wolong to surrender, and agreed to go to the capital to pay homage to the pilgrimage when Xue Chan Khan was born. It is precisely because of this work of pacification and pacification that Long Wenxiang was able to overwhelm his colleagues and win the post of consolation.

Because fame and fortune all come from their own generation, Long Wenxiang is quite polite and tolerant to this group of natives, even if most of the lords did not answer the call to help in the battle this time, Long Wenmao only kept urging and reprimanding, and did not have any actual punishment.

Long Wenxiang and the others observed in the city for a long time, but did not see the Dragon Bird Army attacking, so they said: "The Song people have seized my north and south enemy towers, and they must first rectify them, and use them to garrison troops as a fortress to attack Qiongguan." It seems that there will be no more fighting today. ”

After Long Wenxiang finished speaking, he motioned for the generals to disband and return to their posts. He sat on the tower by himself, and if the dragon sparrow army did not retreat for a day, he would not go down to this building for a day.

The generals dispersed, and three of them, wrapped in blue cloth turbans, tattooed faces, black and thin, with strangely shaped gold and silver ornaments hanging from their chests, walked down the road and came to a small courtyard in the south of the city.

As soon as the courtyard door opened, a group of strong men with various hideous patterns tattooed on their faces, chests, and limbs bowed to the three old peasants, and they were respectful.

These three inconspicuous old peasants are the lords of the three heads of Qiongzhou who don't even dare to offend Long Wenxiang: the lord of Luodian, the lord of the retreating barbarian wall, and the lord of Dalongyuan, Shi Sheng.

After the three of them entered the house and sat down, they each took out a few black and mushy dried leaves from their waist purses, put them in their mouths and chewed them slowly, from time to time there were yellow-green liquids overflowing from the corners of their mouths, and the teeth that occasionally showed were also scorched black, and there was an indescribable strange smell in the air, but the three of them enjoyed themselves.

The three of them chewed and talked, and Shi Sheng, the master of the big dragon wall, said with palpitations: "It turns out that what the gang of people in Hongzhai said is true, there are really iron pipes that can kill people from afar, and there are terrible weapons that can emit fires like mountain gods. ”

"What kind of iron pipe, that's called a musket, I heard that the invincible Ali Hague, died under this terrible weapon." It was Lan Nu, the retreating barbarian lord, who certainly couldn't tell the difference between a flintlock pistol and a rear-loading gun.

Shi Sheng, the lord of Dalongyuan, sighed and said: "The other villages have not come, so we have come to Sanzhai, and I don't know if this transaction is a profit or a loss......

Lan Nu, the lord of the retreating barbarians, couldn't help but shake his head, they came in response to the call, of course, it wasn't for the righteousness, they all came for the good, in their hearts, this was the deal. At the moment, it seems that the Song people are very powerful, and it is really possible to lose this deal, and they all secretly regret it in their hearts.

The Luo Dianyuan lord coughed vigorously, spat out a mouthful of disgusting mixed residue of thick green phlegm on the ground, and hummed: "Don't worry, since that old woman asked us to meet here secretly, it means that this deal still needs to be discussed." ”

Shi Sheng and Lan Nu glanced at each other, and said in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, it's still contemptuous and sensible, why hasn't this woman come yet......"

As time slowly passed, the three lords waited anxiously, the unknown blades of grass were chewed on an unknown amount, and the disgusting green phlegm all over the ground made people have nowhere to put their feet.

Finally, footsteps were heard outside the door, and a backlit figure appeared in front of the door, followed by several of Sanfan's men.

The contemptuous guy squinted and waved his hand, and several of his men quietly retreated.

The man calmly walked into the room and made a special Li family etiquette: "Siniang has seen three elder brothers. ”

It was Hong Siniang, the general of the Red Jiao Battalion of the Dragon Bird Army.

At this time, Hong Siniang did not have the timidity of being in the enemy camp at all, and said calmly: "Today, the power of my Dragon Bird Army, the three elder brothers have seen it, right?" ”

Neither Shi Sheng nor Lan Nu spoke, but the expression on their faces gave the answer.

Hong Siniang smiled slightly, and turned her eyes to the contempt, Luo Dianfan is the strongest village in the eight fans, and the three fans who came to the aid of Qiong Guan this time are mainly Luo Dianfan, which is the head of this contempt.

The contemptuous guy spat out a mouthful of green phlegm: "Fourth lady, how to calculate the account of our seventh child?" ”

Luodian veteran, one of the thieves in Qiongzhou, attacked Hong Siniang in the South China Sea last time, was defeated by Zhao Hunt, and was killed.

Hong Siniang was unequivocal: "Lao Qi is not authentic, he helped Yuangou kill me, but I killed him, he was to blame." However, after all, people die at my hands, so I am willing to pay a lot of money to settle my grievances......"

The contemptuous guy sneered: "What kind of gift can you pay?" The price of resentment is not just anything that can be ......."

Before the words fell, Hong Siniang clapped her palms, and Hong Lao Wu entered in response, slapped a long wooden box on the table, and then retreated.

Under the suspicious gaze of the three masters, Hong Siniang smashed the wooden box with one blow, and a black flintlock pistol appeared.

The eyes of Scorn, Shi Sheng, and Lan Nu straightened suddenly.

After a while, the contemptuous man said in a trembling voice: "This ...... This musket is an apology for resentment? ”

"Exactly." Hong Siniang paused word by word, and said amazingly, "If you are willing to surrender, each village will give ten muskets." ”