The winter was dry, and it didn't take long for the brewery to fall into a sea of fire, and every now and then there was a bang.

Wu Ju and the guys in the winery saw that the workshop was burned, and their hearts were about to drip blood. This is a brick and a wood that everyone has worked hard to build!

If it weren't for Qian Jin's strict order, they would have rushed down the mountain to fight hard. Fortunately, the blended alcohol hoarded in the winery has been sold out, and the silver has also been transported to the courtyard for safekeeping, and now only more than 2,000 catties of alcohol are still hidden in the cave in the back mountain. The cave is usually closed, leaving only an air eye leading to the top of the mountain, which should be fine for a while.

Tian Li was overjoyed at this time. The iron mill and the winery are close to each other, so naturally they are not immune to the fire. When he went up the mountain, he was reluctant to take the newly made knives, so he wrapped them all in a cloth bag and brought them all up the mountain.

At this time, where the money goes in, you can still take care of the workshop. There were no trees on the hill where they had taken refuge. The fire under the mountain was soaring, and they only had time to avoid the hundreds of people halfway up the mountain, if Chen Xiong and the Tartar soldiers had the heart to investigate, I was afraid that it would be difficult to hide. Therefore, the moment the fire lit up, Qian Jin let everyone lie on the ground, and silently prayed to the various immortals of Chen Guo in his heart, and even the main god of Dou Mali did not forget.

Who knows what to be afraid of.

When Chen Xiong saw that Qian Jin's workshop was burned, he vented the anger in his heart a little. Just as he was about to turn around and retreat, his eyes casually glanced towards the mountain, just in time to catch a glimpse of the shadowy figure on the mountain.

"There it is!" Chen Xiong immediately pointed to the mountain and shouted.

Qian Jin shouted "bitter" in his heart, and immediately got up from the ground and shouted: "We have been discovered by the enemy, so quickly retreat to the mountain and set up a defensive formation." ”

Liu Fucai, the county commander, hurriedly stopped: "Qian Shi said, you don't block the way up the mountain, but you have to retreat, what is the reason!" ”

"If you want to be shot into a sieve by the bows of the Mongol cavalry, then you can block it." Qian Jin pushed Liu Fucai away, leading Zao Wou-Ki and the others to slowly retreat towards the mountain.

The quick-reacting Tartar had already turned on his horse and rushed towards the mountain, his bow and arrow. The arrows whistled down the hill and landed right where they had taken refuge. Liu Fucai was so frightened that he shrank his neck and climbed towards the mountain with his hands and feet.

The hill is not very high, there are no trees, but there are stones everywhere, and there is a path at the bottom of the mountain that leads to the top.

Liu Fucai wanted to use the path up the mountain to block the Tartar soldiers, which was a fool's dream. When the Tartar cavalry came to their senses and could go up the mountain from all sides, it could be said that Qian Jin and others would be besieged up and down at that time. Qian Jin only hoped that after reaching the top of the mountain, he could borrow the terrain to slightly hinder the advance of the Tatar soldiers, and at the same time keep his side out of the range of bows and arrows, and hold out as long as he could, while the others could only be resigned to fate.

After reaching the top of the mountain, he hurriedly instructed the men of the winery to gather the wine jugs and wine jars brought up the mountain, there were only more than eighty in total, and they were all filled with "wine heads", which were eighty or ninety degrees. In a hurry, the guys at the brewery didn't find many jars to hold wine. He sighed, and said in his heart that he could only use it.

The men got the money and divided the jars into four piles, twenty in each of the south, east, and northwest corners. Then they took off their middle garments, and tore them all into strips of cloth, which were stuffed into the jar at one end and exposed at the other. This is "alcohol*".

The Tartars had dismounted and began to advance up the hill. As if in a fixed mind, they chose the path to go uphill, brandishing their scimitars and swooping towards the hill with their teeth and claws, and many archers in the queue fired arrows at the hill as a countermeasure.

The more critical the moment, the more calm command is needed.

Except for Ge Yun's 300 soldiers, who are in the regular army and have experience in fighting, the others can only be regarded as surplus (reserves); The guys in the winery didn't have knives and guns, and they weren't even a remnant. Fortunately, they all listened to Qian Jin, so the heavy responsibility of this command fell on Qian Jin's head.

After a little rectification, Qian Jin formed three defensive circles with all the men and horses, and each defensive circle was surrounded by the guys of the winery with door panels. Ge Yun led three hundred brocade guards to wear and wipe among the guys, and was the main force to block the enemy.

The center of the three defensive circles was naturally Zao Wou-ki. If the emperor dies today, I am afraid that all the people on the mountain will be buried together.

Seeing that the Tartar soldiers had rushed more than two feet away, Qian Jin gave an order, and a guy from the liquor shop lit the strip of cloth on the alcohol* and threw it at the Tartar soldier. When a Tartar soldier saw a wine jar whistling towards him, he subconsciously slashed with a scimitar in his hand, only to hear the sound of "dang", and the wine jar shattered in response. More than a pound of high-concentration wine flew on him, and at the same time was ignited by the strip of cloth behind him. The poor Tartar soldier suddenly became a burning man, covered in pale blue flames, and let out a terrible scream, looking really mad.

Unfortunately, these clay flasks were too thick, and some of them did not explode when they smashed on the Tartar soldiers, and now there were still more than fifty Tartar soldiers rushing to the outermost defensive circle.

Qian Jin immediately made a decision, lifted a wine jar and removed the lid of the jar, and splashed it out when he saw a Tartar soldier, and then picked up the torch on the ground and raised it on him. The Tartar soldier wore a sheepskin coat, dipped in alcohol, and he ran wildly all the way, and it didn't take long for him to become a burning man.

The other men drew scoops on the gourds and sprinkled alcohol on the Tartars, while the men next to them lit them with torches. They usually work together, and they work together very well. Before long, more than a dozen more Tartar soldiers were lit with alcohol.

For a moment, the terrible shouts of the Tartar soldiers sounded on the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a strong man with pigtails was riding on a black horse, looking at everything on the mountain with cold eyes. According to his estimates, these people on the mountain are not enough for these sons to charge. Now that he is close to the capital, he doesn't want to dream a lot at night.

Next to him, Chen Xiong had also ridden back on his horse, and was holding a telescope to observe the battle situation at this time. When he saw the situation on the mountain clearly by the light of the fire, he couldn't help but gasp, and said to the strong man with braids: "Lord Wang, you caught a big fish this time." ”

"Oh? I want to hear about it! The strong man with the pigtails said strangely.

"There are a lot of brocade guards on the mountain, and the young man in the middle is wearing a dragon robe, if you guess correctly, they should be guarding the emperor of the dynasty, Zao Wou-ki!" Chen Xiong put away the binoculars and said excitedly.

"What if it's the emperor? If you catch it back, you can only eat and work, so it's better to catch a farmer. A Tartar general next to him said disdainfully.

"Eliza, you are very wrong, if the prince can arrest the emperor of Chen State this time, then what else do you need to fight? All it takes is an edict from Emperor Chen, and good wine and meat will be delivered to your tent. Chen Xiong explained with a smile.

After a moment's thought, the great man, who was called the prince, called to Eliza and whispered a few words, and the latter turned and dismounted, and led the two teams of men and horses towards the mountain.

At this time, the first group of Tartar soldiers to attack the top of the hill had been defeated under the pressure of "*" and the door panel, and forty or fifty people were killed and wounded; And the craftsmen on Qian Jin's side injured seven or eight people, most of them were cut off from below by the Tartar soldiers, or they were injured by stray arrows.

Emperor Renwu's eyes shone with excitement at this time. He sneaked out of the palace so many times, and he didn't expect to have a face-to-face battle with the Tartar soldiers today, and he won a small game.

Qian Jin was not happy at all. The craftsmen are all his treasures, and he can't afford to lose a single one, and it will be difficult for him to face their relatives in the future. But now that the emperor is on the mountain, he has no time to take care of it, and only hopes that the Tartar soldiers will retreat. But when he looked down the mountain, his face couldn't help but freeze.

At the foot of the hill, two groups of Tartars scattered in all directions, numbering about two thousand, and marched towards the hill in a straggler formation.

The other party divided so many people to attack the mountain at once, presumably the identity of the emperor has been revealed. Qian Jin suddenly hated himself incomparably: why didn't he beat Chen Xiong's guy to death in the first place? Otherwise, how could there be so many things today?

He walked up to Liu Fucai and said, "Liu County Order, Your Majesty is the body of ten thousand gold. If you can't hold it later, you will take the servants to protect Your Majesty and escape. I will take the brocade guards and drag the cavalry of the Tartars desperately. ”

Liu Fucai was about to say something, but Qian Jin had already turned around and left. He summoned all the brocade guards to him, and said, "Brothers of the Thousand Households, since you came to my place on an errand, you have not drunk a good meal of wine or eaten a good meal of meat with you. But today the Tartars have come and burned the good wine that should have been left for you. Is it tolerable or unbearable, let them see how powerful our brocade guards are today, and let them have no return! ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! "These brocade guards were originally from the Fifth Military Battalion, and they are all some of them who have seen blood and killed the enemy. This time they were bullied to the doorstep, and they were already holding their breath.

Qian Jin turned his head to Wu Ju and Tian Li and other craftsmen and said: "You are all ordinary people, the enemy soldiers are coming, you should not be allowed to charge, but the other party burned our wine shop, which is tantamount to murdering our family property, this is a feud!" We naturally have revenge and revenge! ”

Wu Ju had already taken off his robe at this time, and said with red eyes: "With the master by our side, when have we ever been afraid!" Kill these brutes! ”

Qian Jin nodded. He looked down the mountain, the Tartars were attacking the mountain in two waves, and the path below the mountain was the most numerous, about fifteen hundred people. There is also a road on the right side, which is a feint attack and also to disperse your own forces. He called Ge Yun and commanded: "Ge Baihu, you lead a hundred brocade guards to block the right side, and I will divide fifty craftsmen here for you, can you be sure to block it?" ”

"Thousands of households have orders, and they should live up to their trust!" Ge Yun bowed and led the soldiers to wait for him.

Qian Jin walked up to Zhao Wouji and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, today you are affected by Weichen, and when there is a vacancy, you will break through with Liu County's order, don't fall in love with the war?" ”

"The Tartars went to Chen to make trouble, naturally they couldn't get along with me, how can it be said that it was your fault?" Zao Wou-Ki was puzzled.

"To make a long story short, the one who led the Tartar soldiers today is Lu Shangshu's nephew, named Chen Xiong, with whom Weichen once argued...... The minister dared to ask Your Majesty not to blame Lu Shangshu! After a pause, Qian Jin said again: "Please also ask Your Majesty to return the Wind and Thunder Knife to me, it's time for this knife to shine today!" ”