Chapter 35: The Jianghua Wang Brothers (II)

Not to mention the distraught Wang Debang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Here, the villagers rushed to turn around and run back in the alleys. It's just that a row of bright torches suddenly lit at the same time at several alley entrances, and when everyone regained their eyesight, they found that several rows of black and crushing human walls appeared and blocked the alley entrance.

For a while, the gunfire on the city wall also stopped, and the shouting and killing disappeared, leaving only dozens of people screaming and moaning on the ground in a low voice, but the scene seemed to be quiet!

In the firelight, the townspeople suddenly found that the person in the human wall was a thick man in his thirties, with a red turban on his head, dressed in a yellow hexagram, dressed as an ordinary long-haired thief, but his eyes were as sharp as a sword. This is undoubtedly a calm and cruel thief chieftain.

"Throw away your weapons, hold your head in your hands, and surrender on your knees, you can avoid death!" A short, powerful yet cold voice rang out in the empty night.

More than 20 villagers were ruthless, howled, and rushed to the city gate, trying to open the city gate desperately. I only heard the sound of fried beans banging muskets, and before the twenty or so villagers approached the city gate, they were already covered in smoke, covered with blood holes, and fell in pools of blood.

Seeing this scene, as if it was the same, those squires, leading the remaining hundred villagers, hugged their heads, cried, and knelt on the ground.

When Wang Debang saw this scene, his eyes were red, and his lips had been bitten out of blood. The salty smell brought him back to his senses, and he shouted frantically outside the city, "Big brother, run away!" There is an ambush for the long-haired thief army. He rushed to the bolt of the door, trying to open the gate. It's just that a person, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, how can he lift it?

Let Wang Debang go crazy for a while, and the big man led by him frowned, "In the name of the Holy Army, how can you allow this rabid dog to bark!" Where are the two captains of Xi Sima Guoyi and Weiwu? Seeing that there were two people in the human wall, the leader waved his hand impatiently: "Tie up this rabid dog, go to half of the tongue first!" Then he shouted at the wall: "Open the gates!" Brothers, follow me out of the city and surround and destroy the thieves! ”

"Wow, woo~~~~, you thief, my Wang Debang will not let you go! Let me go! Ah~~~"

"Ah...... Ah......h

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Half a column of incense before.

In the grove outside the south gate of the city, a tall and thin figure was pacing back and forth, and this person was Wang Jichang. He was anxious and restless. It's almost ugly hour, why hasn't there been any movement in the city?

Just as he was worried, gunshots rang out from the city walls. Immediately after, there were screams for help from inside the city.

Something happened! It's definitely the Debang in the city, they have an accident!

What to do? What to do? Wang Jichang's heart was burning for a while, and his thoughts were flying.

Or, forcibly attack the city, maybe you can save Debang. Or, give up his younger brother Debang, retreat first, and wait for the court officials and soldiers to come and then attack the city together, just like this, I will see Debang fall into the hands of long-haired thieves, and I feel uneasy.

No way! Can't hesitate any longer! Huo Di, Wang Jichang slapped his palm on the tree next to him, and his palm was punctured by a hard branch, but he didn't realize it. He has made a decision!

"Retreat!"

However, at this moment, it is too late!

Before leading the villagers out of the woods, Wang Jichang was suddenly horrified to find that at some point, except for the side of the city gate, the other three sides of the grove had been surrounded by several columns of long-haired thieves wearing red scarves.

Wang Jichang only felt that his lips were bitter! He was still calm, and although he knew that the situation was not good, he still wanted to lead everyone to fight their way out of the encirclement. I turned around and wanted to gather all the villagers, but when I turned around, I was dumbfounded!

Xiang Yong, who is usually trained, looks strong and powerful, and looks powerful, but he didn't expect this time.

A small half of Xiang Yong had collapsed to the ground, his legs were weak and he couldn't stand, and he even heard the sound of someone urinating.

The other half have already flocked to the city gate to hide, but there is a city wall over there, and there is no way to hide, what is the point of lingering? Although he didn't face Long Hair head-on for the time being, he retreated to the city wall and was condescending by Long Hair and became a live target?

Wang Jichang's ambitions came to naught in an instant, leaving his younger brother still trapped in the city, not knowing his life and death. It's ridiculous, these villagers are villagers who have never seen blood, a group of rabble, who have wasted their efforts to sell their property, and they still want to rely on them to recover this Jianghua City, greedy for the merit of swallowing the sky!

It's yourself who is really ridiculous! Now not only does he want to die here, but he also wants to harm the entire Wang family to a situation from which he will never recover. Regret should not be!

Finally, he glanced at the city, and expected that his younger brother Debang would not be able to escape the poisonous hands, Wang Jichang suddenly lost all his thoughts, and immediately held a card knife, screamed wildly, and rushed towards a group of long-haired people on the left side of the siege.

"Bang"! With a gunshot, Wang Jichang looked down at the several blood holes on his chest, shook the card knife in his hand unwillingly, and fell straight down.

Dozens of people in the countryside have already opened their legs, and they want to rush out of the encirclement with Wang Jichang, seeing this scene, they hurriedly drilled into the crowd, and no one dared to run, for fear that the next one would be themselves.

It's a big deal to lose your head, which is a big scar in the bowl! yes, that's a beautiful thing to say. But everyone knows that once this scar is born, there is no chance to grow back.

"I can't do it!" A soldier of the Taiping Holy Army, who looked like a pawn, looked at Wang Jichang's corpse and smiled contemptuously.

He was originally a holy army commander stationed in Maple Village, although he was not very old, but he fought with the Taiping Army for more than a year, and he was also an old Guangxi brother. Yesterday afternoon, he suddenly received an urgent military information from Lin Qirong, the acting brigade commander of the Jianghua City Central Guard, asking the Taiping Holy Army, a five-soldier stationed in Fengshu Village, to assist the Jianghua defenders in encircling and annihilating a rebellious regimental training. Only then did he, along with the other two commanders, lead his holy soldiers to rush overnight, ambush on one side, and wait for hundreds of regiments to practice Xiangyong to enter the grove, and then quietly surround the forest.

Then the previous scene happened.

At this time, torches were lit on the top of the city. Xiang Yong under the city suddenly found that dozens of black hole iron pipes had already been placed on the head of the city, which were bird guns, and Xiang Yong had seen them. So, like ducks, the villagers hurried away from the city wall.

The gate creaked, opening a gap for only two people. Subsequently, a large group of Taiping holy soldiers with red turbans on their heads rushed out and lined up in two rows along the city wall, the first row holding card knives and the second row holding bird guns, all aiming at the villagers who were still in a panic.

A big man with a red turban stepped forward, and it was the person who was the leader of the holy army in the city.

The captain of the Holy Army in Maple Village, by the light of the fire, gestured to the Han from afar. Then with the two of them, he dragged up the corpse of Wang Jichang, who had already lost his breath, strode in front of the big man, and saluted: "The brigade commander is a good man, this person is the person headed by the chaotic people, who intends to resist stubbornly, and has been killed on the spot." ”

"Well, it's just to call me the acting brigade commander! It's hard work to grow up a good person! Thank you, brothers of the Holy Army! The big man at the head had a serious face, even if he greeted his brother, he looked cold.

Lin Shanren laughed. Now that the good people have eradicated the conspiracy of the rebellious people to attack the city and defend Jianghua, this great merit will definitely not be able to escape. Maybe even the Holy King will be alarmed and praise you, a good man! How can it be that he is still a mere acting brigade commander? The head of the Maple Village was extremely flattering, and he talked a lot, and then said: "If you are valued by the Holy King, I am afraid that the younger brother will soon be called a handsome and good person, and I don't know!" ”

It turned out that the big man headed by this was Lin Qirong, who was ordered by Luo to stay in Jianghua.

In fact, this captain is not usually a sycophant. But when he was in Maple Village, he seemed to have heard Luo Xuan, the deputy general of Jinguan, mention Lin Qirong, who was responsible for guarding Jianghua City, and it was said that the Holy King appointed him to be in charge of guarding the city. As long as it has something to do with the Holy King, how can the Holy Army not be respected? What's more, this captain is still an old brother who joined the church in Guangxi, and he consciously has a special closeness to the Holy King, and the person that the Holy King values, even if he is only an acting brigade commander, is also an example for himself to follow.

Maybe it's because the sycophants are in place, or maybe it's because of the mention of the Holy King, even the ruthless Lin Qirong smiled kindly, waved his hand and said, "Brother said it's funny." Military affairs are important, you and I will lead people to take these mobs into custody first, and then report to the state, waiting for the Holy King's ruling! ”

More than 500 villagers did not resist at all, and all of them were taken away from their weapons, their hands tied behind their backs, and escorted into the city.