CHAPTER XLII

Yang Shangjing's two arrows still didn't pierce after all, and they were stopped by Uncle Zhong: "Young master, this kind of thing, young master better not do it himself." ”

As soon as Cai everyone saw Uncle Zhong stopping Yang Shangjing, her already frightened pale face instantly turned a little ruddy, she shook her head and screamed loudly: "Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong, I am not a spy from Dongchang, she is, she forced me to go south with the young master, control my whereabouts step by step, and finally connect with the fans of Nanjing City and Dongchang and arrange this ambush......"

The volume of the so-called shrew's scolding on the street and the speed of Xiao Er's reporting the name of the dish are nothing more than that, but Uncle Zhong did not respond at all, but shook his head and said with a little emotion: "Most of the spies of the factory guards in Jianning Mansion were organized by the old servants back then, and they already accounted for enough blood in their hands, and they are not bad for these two women, but the young master, who added to the killing in vain, is not good after all." ”

As he spoke, Uncle Zhong took out a dagger from his arms, looked at the blue blade, knew that it was quenched with poison, squatted down gently, and stabbed the two women twice.

The location is near the heart, some distance from the heart, but the faces of the two women instantly turned blue and black, Uncle Zhong turned his head, looked at Yang Shangjing, and began to teach life experience again: "In this car array, being killed by an arrow is an accident after all, it is impossible to die two at a time, and the wound caused by holding an arrow in the hand is not the same as that shot by a bow and crossbow, so it should be said that ......"

As he spoke, Uncle Zhong bent his bow and arrows, and shot over one person again: "The daughter of the Cai family in Beijing followed me south, and when she was attacked in Middle Earth, she couldn't get rid of it, and she committed suicide with a poisonous dagger, in the name of full chastity, the maid was loyal to her work, and she went with it, and I mourned it very much, and buried it thickly." ”

Yang Shangjing touched his nose and sighed.

The old driver is the old driver, thoughtful, two women from ordinary backgrounds, naturally they don't know anything about killing, so they definitely don't know anything about human anatomy, these two knives are inserted by themselves, it is impossible to hit the heart directly.

And in the end, a master and a servant two women who are committed to the Qinglou have instantly become chaste martyrs, and it is a proper moral sublimation, as long as he Yang Shangjing gets out of here today, today this paragraph can be touted by the Taoist masters of the Ming Dynasty to tout the flowers, restaurants, teahouses, and other entertainment venues, Mr. Storyteller can arrange how he likes, and sing praises as he likes.

Then the civil officials of the foreign dynasty can boast of the great rule of the world, after all, the drama of the old prostitute Congliang is more in line with the construction of feudal imperialist spiritual civilization with Ming characteristics than the loss of virginity and the loss of temperament, and it is a great fairy grass!

As for whether Dongchang will take this matter to the court because of its own loss...... That is equivalent to telling all the noble generals that you are still living in the Hongwu period, and these civil and military generals of the foreign dynasty will fry the pot directly.

More than 40 family members shot three rounds, these improvised bandits and bandits were not an organized army after all, even if there were more than 30 armor-clad salt Ding guides, they did not break through the last fifty meters, and retreated crying and shouting.

Yang Er, the head of the Yang family, is also experienced and well-commanded, and he didn't let people continue to chase and kill at all, but stopped to recover his strength, the bow and arrow consumed too much arm strength, especially the hard bow in the army, if he kept shooting uninterrupted, without waiting for the arrows in his hand to finish, these family members would have to lose their strength, let alone archery, and they could be chopped into pulp when they were in white-knuckle combat.

"Uncle Zhong, I'm afraid it won't work if it goes on like this." Yang Er walked over with a solemn expression, "Although I have asked the people below to save their physical strength as much as possible, but we were in northern Fujian before, with high mountains and dense forests, and no one played with bows and arrows every day. ”

Pointing to the thieves on both sides of the road, Yang Er continued: "You have also seen that these three rounds of arrows have shot more than a hundred arrows, and only more than ten people have been put down, and a few of them are still shot by you......"

As he spoke, he heard another shout of killing outside, and a few thieves just rushed into the effective range of the bow and arrow, and a few of them couldn't help but bend their bows and shoot them directly, but the arrows flew out crookedly, and before they could land, those few people turned around and ran, and they had no intention of continuing to rush forward at all.

"Stop!" Yang Zhong shouted loudly and shouted to the rest of the family members who were about to move, "Stop, stop all, on the other side, this is trying to consume our arrows and physical strength, and we are not allowed to shoot arrows until they rush into fifteen zhang!" ”

Twenty zhang, that is, more than 60 meters and almost 70 meters, generally at this distance with the Ming army's standard strong bow shooting, there is no problem at all, to paraphrase the words of a regiment commander five hundred years later - "Even a girl, you can shoot this arrow on the opposite side of the charge." ”

"Fifteen zhang, that's short, isn't it? Gritting his teeth, he can rush to the car formation. Yang Shangjing narrowed his eyes, when he took the physical test in college, the only time he remembered his score was more than fifty meters and six seconds, even if these people were all carrying weapons, ten seconds was enough to rush over, and ten seconds was not enough time for the first wave of Jiading to bend his bow and aim again.

Uncle Zhong sneered and shook his head: "These bandits are already frightened, if they go down in two rounds, they have to go back, whether this battle can continue to be fought is not certain, now what we have to do is to drag out the time, so that they have the illusion that they can fight down, but they can't be scared away directly, those armors, but they are all things that can be used in lawsuits in the future." ”

yes......

Yang Shangjing nodded when he heard this, they came here to kill the thirty or so armored salts, it is best to capture two alive, if you want the other party not to do anything, just take the nobles' families with you, and rely on the number of people to crush them directly, so at this time, it has become the best choice to capture the old people.

"It's all up to Uncle Zhong's command." After Yang Shangjing said this, he went over to comfort Zhiqin and Mingqi, the two little girls were so scared, especially after Uncle Zhong gave the Cai family two knives, for fear that the young master would be afraid that he would "lose his temper", and he also gave himself two knives each.

"Don't be afraid, we're also prepared, someone will come to save us later." Yang Shangjing made a relaxed appearance and sat beside the two of them.

The two little girls glanced at each other, and then looked at Yang Shangjing without a weapon in his hand, and then breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Shangjing took the expressions of the two into his eyes, and sighed: "Those two people ...... But what about the background of the East Factory......"