On the glacier, the third wolf's face was cloudy, and he was about to spit out a sentence: "Go ......"

At this moment, black and pressed things suddenly fell on the opposite mountain bag, one after another fell on the ice, and one of them rolled down the crotch of the third wolf master. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"This is ......," the third wolf master muttered.

Suddenly, his face was extremely pale, and there were also some screams of old thieves flying next to him: "Ten thousand enemies, ten thousand enemies......

"Sneer......"

Before the third wolf master and the others reacted, the lead of the 10,000 enemies was already burning to the end, especially the two around the third wolf master, one in the crotch, and the violent explosion!

Xin'anzhuang was filled with two catties of new gunpowder in 10,000 enemies, and the power was not small, and it exploded violently, and the third wolf master felt that his mind was blank, and then he felt that he was flying up in the clouds, and there was a clear pain, and the limbs were torn.

He flew high, scarlet blood and flesh spraying, and finally he fell to the ice in pieces.

The stick in his hand also soared into the air, making a heavy sound of falling on the ice.

The third wolf's body is scattered, with cracks like spider webs, especially the thighs of the lower half of the body, and most of the buttocks are missing, and the chest and body are also collapsed everywhere.

At last he hit his head on the ground, and slammed into the ice in one step, like a broken watermelon, and threw all kinds of colored objects all over the ice.

Born in a family of bandits, murderous like mustard, full of strong evil and murderous aura of the leader of the family, the third master of the house, only one right eye remains at this time, and there is still a dazed, incredible, and fearful on it.

Captain Cui Lu of the grenadier team, Chang Rusong, deputy of Huang Jian's squadron, and 20 soldiers threw 23 10,000 enemies, which landed on the ice and exploded violently, shattering iron, thistles, and gravel with thick smoke, which seemed to increase the power on the smooth ice.

The black-pressed copper mountain bandits gathered on the ice, and at this time, they were all blown to the point of blood and flesh, ghosts crying wolves, and the strong impact of the explosion made them roll in various postures.

"Throw it again!"

Seeing that the effect was good, Cui Lu struck while the iron was hot, and another twenty-three black pressed ten thousand enemies were thrown, and then they fell on the ice and exploded violently, and the blood mist rose in the billowing smoke, and the copper mountain bandits screamed hoarsely, scurrying around on the ice like headless flies.

"Throw it again!"

Twenty-three black pressed 10,000 enemies were thrown, except for the dead and wounded earlier, at this time, three or four hundred Tongshan bandits were gathered on the ice, this effect was too good, dozens of 10,000 enemies were thrown into the crowd, it was a ghost crying wolf howling, screaming miserably.

"Throw ...... again"

"Throw it again!"

The fifth wave of 10,000 enemies threw out, and in the violent explosion, there was a seeping "click" sound on the ice, "click", "crunch", and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the originally thick ice.

The cracks were dense and widening, and the bandits who were still on the ice opened their eyes wide and screamed as if the end was coming.

"Titicaca ......"

The cracks grew bigger and bigger, and suddenly there was a loud bang, cracks and collapses, and water splashed everywhere.

……

"It's miserable."

The fierce sound of the guns on the western side also shocked the heroes of the villages in the south, as if in the face of this kind of salvo, no flesh and blood could resist, which made people's hearts swell with an incomparably chill.

There is a turtle formation in front and a salvo formation in the back, who can resist the edge of Xin'anzhuang?

But then everyone was attracted by the throwing of 10,000 enemies in the south, and finally they saw the situation on the glacier, no one opened their eyes wide, Dou Wentao's face turned pale, Dou Qing's face rose red, and they didn't know whether it was fear or excitement.

Needless to say, more than half of the bandits who attacked the southern front reported their deaths, and the key to this kind of death was ......

Looking at the bandits fluttering and howling on the icy water, he felt his body shiver.

At this time, there was also a resounding shout of killing from the western side, with the horn coming from the mountain bag, many killer soldiers rushed out in formation, and the armor leaves on the mountain bag were strong, and the commandos in iron helmets and iron armor continued to pounce down from the top of the mountain.

Dou Qing also saw a horse rushing out, red-clothed and red-armored red horse, but it was the very powerful Pei Pochuan Pei Ye.

Seeing that the bandits collapsed on all fronts, everyone was fleeing for their lives in a panic, and their own side continued to chase and kill, Dou Wentao said excitedly: "Okay, it's time to touch your pocket." ”

He shouted: "Brother Qing, Brother Li, let's chase!" ”

At this time, all the heroes of the army came out one after another, Dou Wentao swept around, quite a lot of heroes were slashing and killing the remnants of the bandits on the south bank, and there were also some bandits left here, but Dou Wentao thought that these bandits would flee into the ice river in a panic, and finally drowned, and their own people and money were empty.

It's better to chase west, there will be more oil and water.

"Kill!"

The heroes of Zhancheng were brave and invincible, and they all followed Dou Wentao, Dou Qing, and Sun Li to kill behind them, they crossed the shield cart, and the tide of rout in front of them was full of wilderness, and all the Tongshan bandits were shouting and fleeing.

As early as a quarter of an hour ago, they were all full of ferocity and arrogance, wanting to destroy the Xin'anzhuang position in one drum, but now they are screaming, only caring about the escape of the girl.

As quasi-liukou, they are well equipped and have strong fighting ability, at least in terms of fighting alone, few of the heroes in the villages with the army are their opponents, but now they are like lost dogs, no one turns back to resist, just run away and scream.

"The defeat is like a mountain."

This word appeared in Dou Qing's heart, no matter how brave your soldiers are, if you are defeated, you will be defeated.

The general trend has gone, and no matter how brave you are, you are helpless.

Because no one wants to stop and let your partner go ahead of you.

He raised his eyes and looked around, his cousin Dou Wentao used the wind splashing knife technique, and he had already slashed down a bandit with a knife, and at this time he was touching something, a spirit, and saw a bandit wearing a red hat in front of him running away, while looking back at something in fear.

Dou Qing rushed forward and slashed down with a knife, the bandit screamed miserably, staggered and fell to the ground, Dou Qing stepped forward with a double knife and slashed, the thief screamed, dancing a waist knife to resist in vain.

Dou Qing slashed like the wind, the double knives fell like rain, the thief's terrible howl, the blood flowed like an injection, and the blood rain continued to rise.

In the end, he was motionless, covered in blood, with repeated wounds on his body, blurred flesh and blood, and only a pair of eyes were open in fear.

Dou Qing didn't look at his eyes, learned from the partner next to him, groped on him, and finally touched something, Yixi took it out, and it was about three or four taels of silver.

Dou Qing shouted, "Wen Tao." ”

Dou Wentao was stuffing something into his arms, and he said, "Hide it quickly." ”

Dou Qing hurriedly put the silver into his arms, his heart was hot, and he started with three or four taels of silver in an instant, it was too easy to make a fortune.

Looking at Sun Li's side again, he also knocked down a person, and silently put a handful of broken silver into his waist, looking at the large handful, there were four or five taels of silver.

Looking at the right front and howling again and again, the two partners who were concentrated in the city cooperated with each other, one slashed, the other stabbed, and put down a bandit in a gray cloak.

Then, despite the fact that the thief did not die, in his occasional rolling eyes, in a large stream of blood gushing out, the two groped, and bloodily found a small bag, which was full of fine pieces of silver, and then the two of them were half of each of them, and they were all full of smiles.

Looking at the roar in the wilderness, the heroes of the villages pursued them bravely, desperately chasing the fleeing bandits, and from time to time slashing them to the ground.

Everyone's eyes were full of fire, looking at the fleeing bandits, as if they were looking at walking wallets, all of them were unstoppable.

Looking at the one-sided chase situation, Dou Qing's heart was extremely hot, it seemed that earning ten taels of silver was not a dream.

He roared, and followed his cousin Dou Wentao and others to catch up.

……

"Treading ......"

The sound of horses' hooves.

Pei Po Chuan was on the horse, he held the horizontal knife in his hand, the horse lance was horizontal on the saddle, and the copper nails on the outside of the cotton armor flashed with a cold light.

He was skilled in horsemanship, but he just let the horse gallop, and the horizontal knife in his hand swept past the necks of bandits from time to time, bringing up a rain of blood and flying heads.

However, Pei Pochuan paid more attention to chasing and killing those old thieves, especially the horse thieves, and the powerful bow in his hand collapsed, and from time to time he shot down an old bandit from Tongshan who ran out of breath.

Even when he was more than twenty paces away, the bow in his hand struck a horse thief in the back of the heart, and a sharp arrow peeked out of his chest, and the horse thief screamed, and first ran in the saddle for a while, and soon fell down, and his body fell into the long barren grass.

A total of three horse thieves died under his strong bow, but Pei Pochuan did not take in the horses, these war horses and horses were collected by the killer team who was chasing after them.

Yang Xianggong will not lose his military exploits, and the heroes of the villages who are busy digging out their pockets, they dare not hide this important trophy privately.

Even bows, arrows, sticks, and other important weapons were captured, and even if they got them, they had to hand them over in full.

Soon Pei Pochuan chased for several miles, and he rode much faster than running on his legs.

Suddenly his eyes froze, and he saw a horse thief in front of him who was desperately trying to escape, and he saw that the man was dressed in a gray turban, and his burly body was covered with a dirty gray cloak, as if there was a pole in the saddle.

Looking at that person's appearance, it should be the Zhou family brothers who are remnants of the "Pingshan Seven Wolves", and the gun on the saddle should also be the breech thunderbolt.

Pei Pochuan's heart became hot, after the war started earlier, he bypassed the northwest side of the military formation, and ran back to the mountain bag to watch the battle, Guan Feng and Hu Yansheng shot Zhang Wanzhang's family and the Zhou family brothers one after another, he saw it.

I don't know if among the people who escaped, it was the eldest or the second of the "Pingshan Seven Wolves" Zhou family brothers.

Thinking that this person had assassinated Yang Xianggong, Pei Pochuan snorted coldly, and he secretly made up his mind that he would leave this fang no matter what.

Thinking of this, he chased after him even more desperately.

The horse thief who escaped was Zhou Shangwen, the eldest of the Zhou brothers of the "Seven Wolves of Pingshan", his younger brother Zhou Shangwu died under the marksman opposite, although Zhou Shangwen was grief-stricken and indignant, he also knew that it was not the time for impulsive revenge.

As long as he stayed in Qingshan, he was not afraid of running out of firewood, so he didn't even care about his brother's corpse and desperately rode his horse to escape.

He didn't even get together with the rest of the horse thieves, and secretly made up his mind that after escaping back to Tongshanzhai, he would take some fine soft, and then specialize in guerrilla assassination, so that those Xin'anzhuang thieves would live in panic all day long.

Just as he was thinking about it, his face was full of hideousness, when he suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

Zhou Shangwen looked at it in shock, and saw that a horse behind him was chasing after him quickly, red clothes and red armor and red horses, holding a horse lance, extremely brave.

Zhou Shangwen's eyes shrank, he naturally knew that that person was a young man in Xin'anzhuang, and when he was in the outpost earlier, he solved the two brothers who rode horses in the village.

Look at the horsepower, it will not be long before you catch up, and you are quite good at fighting immediately, if you kill this person, there will be more than luck.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the thunderbolt in his hand, the fire rope on it was not lit, and the lead on the breech gun was gone.

He snorted coldly, and with a "swish" sound, he ripped off the iron bolt at the hole where the mother gun and the child gun were connected, grabbed the hand-like thing on the upper right side of the Zi Gong, and took out the Zi Gong and threw it away.

Then he let the horse gallop, and soon ran into a mountain bag on the right, and leaped under the horse with great speed, and took out an unfired pistol from the pocket he was carrying, and put it on the hind muzzle of the mother's womb, with the lead hole facing up.

Then insert the iron bolt connected to the thin chain into the card hole, and the child gun is fixed and stable in the mother's abdomen, and the filling has been completed.

Zhou Shangwen's sons are all "convex" shaped, after the "convex mouth" is stuffed into the belly of the mother, the "convex body" is blocked, and the two sides of the gun are high, although the iron proton gun leaks seriously, but the hot gas is sprayed upward, which will not hurt the people on both sides of the rear, and there is no need to install a guard plate.

The only drawback, this kind of gun is not easy to make, and it is difficult for craftsmen to make a uniform quality, the standards of each gun are different, the pressure of the chamber is different, there are more medicines, some guns can not bear it, there may be a danger of exploding.

However, Zhou Shangwen has used the thunderbolt for many years, and he already has his own experience and judgment, anyway, to deal with people who are not in armor, dozens of steps away, the power of the thunderbolt is enough.

The same is true for cotton nails.

After he loaded the gun, he squatted down behind a stone at the top of the mountain, then took out the fire fold from his waist, flicked it and shook it, and desperately lit the fire rope.

Soon the fire rope was lit, Zhou Shangwen squatted silently, he was motionless in the cold weather, the gray turban, the gray cloak, made him loom behind the rocks, and it was extremely difficult to find.

He squinted slightly, through the door and the crosshair, aiming at Pei Pochuan, who was getting closer and closer, his fingers slowly touched the board machine, which was connected to the dragon head, and the fire rope on the dragon head flickered and dimmed, facing the fire door with a lead below.

As soon as the trigger is pulled, the lead on the sub-gun will be ignited and fired!

Closer, closer.

Forty steps...... Thirty steps......

Zhou Shangwen's eyes flashed with cold light, and through the light door and the crosshair, two points and one line, he covered the figure of Pei Pochuan on horseback who was galloping over, and covered his own thunderbolt firing boundary.

This is also the Oriental bird gun and other pay more attention to accuracy, put in the West, not to mention the door, even in the eighteenth century, many countries do not even have arquebuses, flintlock pistols on the crosshair.

Twenty Steps......

Zhou Shangwen's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he was about to pull the board machine, and at this moment, a sharp arrow whistled with a "whoosh", and with a "poof", a powerful arrow fiercely penetrated from his left brain, and the right brain leaked out, and blood mixed with white brain slurry splashed.

There was a loud "bang", and Pei Pochuan seemed to see a flash of fire on the mountain bag, and couldn't help but be surprised.

He rode his horse up, and saw a stone behind him, and the eldest of the "Seven Wolves of Pingshan" was rolling on the ground, and the thunderbolt fell to the side, the fire rope on it was still burning, and the horses beside him were licking his face.

And his mouth was wide open, and blood was gushing continuously, and his eyes were still open, with a very unwilling look.

Look at the door of his left head, there is a sharp arrow running through it, and one of his heads has been shot through.

Pei Pochuan looked at the venue, and his heart palpitated, this distance ......

I don't know who saved my life.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of horses' hooves on the path under the mountain, and when he looked up, he saw a horse coming slowly, and the knight was quite young, dressed in a blue suit, wearing a red tasseled felt hat, and a thick red cloak on the outside, and a large package behind the saddle.

He had a hooked sickle on his victory hook, a saber pinned to his waist, and now he was holding a strong bow, covered in frost and snow with sharpness.

Seeing him approaching, Pei Pochuan hurriedly hugged his fists and said: "A certain Pei Pochuan, now Xin'anzhuang sentry does not accept it at night, who is Your Excellency?" ”

The knight said happily: "Is it the team of the owner of Yang Zhuang of Xin'an Village?" Under Ling Zhanyun. ”

……

Yang He rode his horse and stood on the mountain bag, and the wind howled, blowing his cloak and the sound of hunting with the banner beside him.

At this time, the killer team, the commando team, the sentinel team, and the heroes of the villages were all chasing and killing, up and down the mountain, only the Sheng Santang Baggage Team, Cui Lu Grenadier Team, Minister Yang's Firearms Team stayed, and Li Jiale's medical team, which was constantly ambulating the wounded in the tent.

There were few casualties in this battle, but they were not without it.

Earlier, when the bandits of the western front threw fire, several people were injured, and then when the bandits of the southern front attacked, there were also more than 20 casualties.

Particularly hand-to-hand combat, extremely cruel, the heroes of each village against the murderous professional bandits, their strength is not enough.

In a short period of time, they suffered more than 20 casualties, most of them were seriously injured or even killed, if it weren't for the rescue of the killer team, their southern formation would have been broken.

At this time, Li Jiale also led the medical team to do his best to rescue the wounded, using diluted alcohol to clean their wounds, and then bandaging and applying medicine.

Overall, however, the casualties were small, but the results were enormous.

Yang Hece looked out on his horse, in the wilderness and grassland, there were countless bandits howling and fleeing, facing the pursuing Xin'anzhuang soldiers, as well as the heroes of various villages, no one dared to stop resisting, they screamed, and they were all beaten to death on the ground.

They have already lost their hearts, and when they see the banner of Xin'anzhuang in the future, they will definitely flee from the wind.

In front of him, the well-known Tongshan bandits are so frightened, how can they not let Yang He's pride fill his chest and abdomen, and he almost wants to break out?

What particularly satisfied him was that this battle was not only a killer team, but also a firearms team, and that kind of fierce gun platoon, not to mention the enemy, was Yang He himself was shocked when he saw it.

It is conceivable that when you encounter your own gun platoon in the future, not to mention the bandits and rogues, you are the Qing army Tartars, and you will have to fade your skin if you don't die.

The foundation for survival in the troubled times has been laid, how can Yang He not be satisfied?

"Hahahaha......"

He laughed out loud and worked his own, and finally achieved fruitful results.

Minister Yang was also elated, he ran to the mountain bag to look around, and finally rode on horseback to look, seeing the bandits howling and fleeing all over the mountains, he couldn't stop smiling on his face, and then he shouted: "Young master, the bandits have been defeated, and then it's time to attack the cottage and seize the silver two baggage, right?" ”

Yang He smiled and nodded, his own scholar has also been trained, and he knows what is most important in this battle.

Yes, the morale of the bandits has been knocked down, and they have no desire to fight, and it is indeed time to attack the cottage and seize their inventory of silver and two meters of noodles!

……

The soldiers were very fast, Yang He immediately ordered Mingjin to collect the troops, and when the officers would return to his side, he quickly arranged that Li Jiale's medical team was still here to rescue the wounded, and the Sheng Santang baggage team stayed behind, taking care of the baggage and cleaning the battlefield.

The firearms team and the killer team each left a guard in armor, and the rest marched quickly, all of them followed him to attack the cottage.

It is only a dozen miles from here to Tongshanzhai, and it is only a little bit away in a blink of an eye, and Yang He is not worried about what will happen to the back road.

After this battle, Xin'anzhuang became famous, and the Tongshan bandits fled in the wind, and there must be no blind forces around them who dared to fight them.

After the assignment was completed, Yang He immediately led nearly 700 people to set off and rushed to the Tongshan Village, the bandit's old nest, in the north.

All the way to the barren grass, the cold wind howled, they walked along the side of the mountain, the road was flat and dry, they marched rapidly, it took less than an hour, and they forced to the foot of the copper cottage.

The cottage was built on the hillside with gravel and rough wood, and at this time the smoke was billowing inside, and the shouts were so loud that no one cared about it even when the south gate of the village was open.

I heard the shouting and chaos inside, and from time to time I could see the figure of the Tongshan bandits running in a panic, and there were people holding torches and lighting fires everywhere, intending to burn everything inside.

Obviously, the rout soldiers returned to the village, all of them were terrified, had no desire to fight, and even the big and small leaders who went out of the battle died almost the same, and the people who stayed behind and those who fled back knew that the cottage could not be held, and they wanted to destroy the village and flee.

Yang He's face sank, it was unforgivable that these bandits dared to destroy the wealth he fancied!

He shouted, "Attack!" ”

……

The hoarse screams of the bandits outside reached their ears from time to time, and in the blood-stained silver vault, Yang He walked in the wide treasury.

It is full of boxes of heavy wooden boxes, all of which are iron and copper locks, and after the copper locks are broken, they are filled with white silver taels, which are shocking to the eye, and dazzle people's eyes.

Everyone behind Yang He was short of breath, especially Hu Zhi, and his breath seemed to be out of breath, and he kept muttering to himself: "Rinen Guanguan, so much gold and silver...... Let me lie down on it and sleep for a while. ”

Yang He couldn't help but smile, the allure of gold and silver could not be ignored, not to mention Hu Employment, he had the feeling of spreading gold and silver on the bed, and then lying on it to have a sweet dream.

However, compared to the gaffes of everyone behind him, he quickly came back to his senses, he walked casually, the silver treasury not only has gold and silver treasures, but also other treasures, such as a rhinoceros moon mirror, two meters high, weighing a ton, the middle is a bronze mirror, and the rest is carved from iron pear wood, which is very luxurious.

As the words say, "The spirit of the rhinoceros town, the moon returns to heaven, the pious moon is full, and the God of Wealth comes", the rhinoceros moon mirror is not available to the rich and noble, and I don't know where the Tongshan bandits robbed it.

Walked to another place, in front of all the Nanmen shelves, the shelves were full of one hundred taels of silver, look at the inscription stamps on it, and I don't know where to rob the official silver.

At the same time, there are silver bricks, which are people's silver.

At the end, there were more than a dozen silver shiny and heavy silver winter melons on the shelf.

Minister Yang tried to step forward and pick one up, but his body sank suddenly, and he was almost smashed and tumbled to the ground by the heavy silver winter melon.

Listening to the laughter of the people behind him, Minister Yang couldn't open his face a little, and he scolded and said: "Provocation, these rich people, what are you doing to cast silver winter melons?" …… Still so heavy? ”

Yang He walked casually, stroking and watching, Zhang Songtao held a pencil and a small book, it was a nervous statistics, and finally he roughly estimated that there were two silver in the silver treasury, as well as the packages that collected the escaped Tongshan bandits, and the silver seized in this battle was about 82,000 taels.

When the Tongshan bandits fled, they set fires everywhere and burned down some granaries, but most of them were rescued by fighting the fire.

According to the final statistics, the complete rice noodles are estimated to be as much as 6,300 stones.

Looking at the appearance of rice noodles, many of them are cao rice.

"Eighty-two thousand taels of silver, six thousand three hundred stones of rice and flour?"

A smile appeared on Yang He's face, and he laughed and said, "Good, very good!" ”

With these gold, silver, grain and grass, we will have funds for our own development next year.

The harvest of this battle is too great, but it's a pity that there are not many bandits who are so rich. (To be continued.) )