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All of them carried a big rope and danced vigorously, and the iron hooks and claws on them turned accordingly, and there was a dazzling cold light.

There were also a large number of bandits shouting and gathering, archers covering the archery, and sword and shield men preparing to attack later, and the Jiaoshan bandits were indeed different.

Yang He retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "It's all ready, wait until I shout to fight!" ”

As in the earlier first firecracks, all the firearms crew members squatted behind the overhangs, and the dark bird guns rested on the battlements, keeping their heads as low as possible.

With the experience of shooting earlier, everyone is much calmer.

Then the remaining four rows crouched behind the first row, holding their own birds, just waiting for orders.

The sound of "tuk-tuk" arrows hitting the hanging baffle, and the "squeeze" of arrows constantly drilling through the holes in the baffle and flying over the heads of the squatting firearms players.

But everyone didn't say a word, just waited quietly.

There are also killer soldiers hiding behind the battlement wall, two people in pairs, one holding 10,000 enemies, and the other holding fire, and after igniting it, they throw it out of the battlement wall and blow up the bandits outside.

There are 200,000 enemies here, enough for the bandits outside to drink a pot.

Soon, dozens of horse thieves rushed closer, led by three bandits, seeing that their faces were somewhat similar, it was actually the three brothers of the Zhang family who personally led the team, and it seemed that they were determined to capture Zhuangzi.

Yang He's eyes were cold, and he said in a deep voice: "It's all steady, and I won't fire until I give the order." ”

Han Guan'er, Luo Xianjue and other firearms soldiers in the first row squatted quietly, facing the mouth of the gun to the outside.

The bandit archers outside were only blindly shooting arrows at the mouths of the battlements.

Soon, twenty-five horseback thieves approached, each of them carrying a thick rope and a heavy iron hook and claw whizzing in circles in his hand, as if they were about to throw the bridge.

Inspector Deng's heart was about to jump out, but Yang He still did not move, but emphasized in a deep voice: "They are all aiming, and if they are not sure to hit people, they will hit their horses." ”

Soon the Jiaoshan bandits and horse thieves rushed to a few steps in front of the suspension bridge, and suddenly they all shouted in unison, and the big rope in their hands flew over.

There was a "tuk tuk" sound of iron hooks and claws hooking the drawbridge, and twenty-five ropes were accurately hooked on the drawbridge, and then the horse thieves turned around in unison, tied the ropes to their saddles, and began to whip the horses under their crotches and drag them hard.

As soon as these fat horses exerted their strength, especially the strength of twenty-five war horses, the strength was so strong that they listened to the creaking of the drawbridge, the iron chains crumbling tightly, and even the soil of the village wall swishing down, as if they were about to be torn apart in the blink of an eye.

The bandits outside the village cheered loudly, and they all held their weapons and howled, waiting for the drawbridge to be destroyed and attack the village to be happy.

In the crunch and cheers of the suspension bridge, at this moment, Yang He shouted: "Fire gun, release!" ”

A deafening volley of fire, along the gate of the village, and at the ten battlements on both sides, fierce fires came out, and then burst out of thick gunsmoke.

The smoke was so thick that after it burst out, it quickly spread, and the battlements of this piece of Zhuang Wall were soon covered by billowing white mist.

Seven or eight unprepared horse thieves fell from their horses screaming, and the horses that had been shot neighed bloodily, and they jumped wildly in fright.

"Second row, put!"

Just for a moment, Yang He's cold shouting sound sounded again, and at the mouths of the Zhuang wall, there was a deafening sound of discharge, and the billowing smoke spewed out of the battlements, and the white smoke was more and thicker.

Five or six more bewildered horse thieves screamed and rolled down, and the part where they were shot released was a huge mist of blood, and after rolling on the ground, they cried out miserably, and the huge power of the projectile made these horse thieves who were shot painful.

There were more horses that had been shot, and near the drawbridge, there was a terrible neighing of war horses, and they jumped wildly, trying to leave this place.

It's just that the thieves had attached ropes to their saddles, and they jumped, but they couldn't leave the bridge.

The horse thieves who had not been shot were sluggishly on their horses, their mouths wide open, and the sudden, deafening sound of the guns made them cold, and their cold hairs were shivering, and they were stunned one by one, and some people wanted to ride their horses away, but found that they could not move.

Earlier, they had tied a rope to the saddle, and then hooked an iron hook at one end to the drawbridge, which was equivalent to tying themselves with a life-threatening rope.

They were in a hurry to untie the ropes, when a deafening burst of guns burst out at the battlement.

A few more horse thieves rolled to the ground, foaming at the mouth, crying out in pain.

"Fourth row of firecrackers, put!"

There was another sound of gunfire, and the perforations of each buttress mouth ruthlessly spewed out a large amount of gunsmoke.

At this time, all the foot bandits outside were stunned, their cheers had already stopped abruptly, and they were stunned to see the most elite horsemen in their village screaming and falling off their horses, as well as the precious war horses, which were also shot one by one, and were covered in blood and wailed.

"Fifth row, put!"

After the last volley of guns, it seemed that the horses outside the drawbridge were no longer on their horses, and there was a large group of sluggish and frightened foot bandits nearby.

"10,000 enemies, throw!"

Before the matter was over, the bandits outside were frightened and stunned, and suddenly with this shout, thirty or forty black, round things were thrown out from behind the walls.

They were huge, with handles at one end and long ropes at the other, and each rope was on fire.

These things were thrown in the crowd, and the bandits were scattered, and of course they knew what they were.

Gathered near the drawbridge were old thieves, sword and shield bearers, archers, and the rest of the old bandits with all kinds of weapons.

They are well-informed, and of course they know that this is a very sharp firearm, and it is a thousand enemies.

They screamed and were about to run, when suddenly there was a loud bang, hundreds of thousands of enemies exploded, countless pieces of iron, as well as numerous thistles and gravel flying with the smoke.

The power of the 10,000-strong enemy is not trivial, even if they are not killed on the spot, they will definitely be seriously injured by the explosion, and it is even more common for the explosion to blur the flesh and blood.

Dozens of 10,000 enemies exploded, and bandits rolled around them, all rolling on the ground and wailing bitterly.

"10,000 enemies, throw!"

Yang He shouted again, and thirty or forty black 10,000 enemies threw out from behind the walls.

There were another violent explosions, and there were many thieves rolling on the ground and howling miserably.

"10,000 enemies, throw!"

Another raindrop of 10,000 enemies was thrown out, and the bandits howled and fled for their lives.

And after throwing three formations of 10,000 enemies, and throwing more than a hundred, Yang He did not give the order to throw again, because the bandits had already begun to run.

At this time, the effect of throwing it out is not obvious, after all, the enemy is too big to throw it far.

There was a cheer in the village, the bandits fled, Yang He looked at the scene of the bandits and wolves rushing below, and his heart fluctuated, and he won!

With less than 500 old and weak young people guarding the village, 1,78 bandits, the result was a big victory for their own side.

And now, it is time to reap the fruits of victory, after all, the biggest results are caused in the pursuit.

However, there are still many bandits, so Yang He is still cautious, he ordered the old and weak and the firearms team to guard the city, Deng Xunjian and others can not fight, the same on the Zhuang wall, and then the remaining commandos and killer teams will be killed with him.

He ordered to put down the drawbridge, and then everyone went down the village wall, Yang He held a long horse chopping knife, an iron helmet and iron armor, and a dark red mink fur collar cloak, beside him were Chen Qiuao, Han Daxia holding a sword and shield to guard, and then Minister Yang, Hu Employment and others followed.

There are also Zeng Youyu, Zhang Chugong, Zhang Chujing, Zhang Songtao and others, all of whom are dressed in armor and wearing thick cloaks, which are extremely elite.

Then there were dozens of young men in the killer team, all of whom were murderous.

The door of the village opened, Yang He looked at the situation outside the village, he shook his sword and shouted: "Gentlemen, follow me to kill the thief!" ”

The blood of the crowd was boiling, and they all shouted: "Kill the thief!" ”

Yang He took the lead and rushed out of the village. (To be continued.) )