The trick of deception is just an appetizer, and soon the real hideous meal appears, when hundreds of people in disheveled clothes holding up messy guys are pouring along the street, there is still a sense of oppression,

I just don't know that for the courtyard within the high walls, they have the confidence and determination from there, but unfortunately the gate that does not move except for a few debris makes them disappointed again.

At the other end of the wall, too, rows of people were occupied, only a little more orderly and queued.

"Hold on, don't make a sound......"

Faces with nervous faces, crouched under the base of the wall. Under the pressure of the leader's bullet, from time to time someone couldn't help but feel nervous or reflexively wanted to stand up, and was beaten violently by the head of the team.

"Why not use bows and arrows and your guns......"

The mysterious creature that came to me under the banner of passing the word whispered in his ear, ignoring the strange or ambiguous eyes of others.

"Do you think this kind of goods requires us to be aggressive and waste precious resources......

I replied indifferently,

"Why don't you use it to get a better out of these newbies...... Anyway, you can recycle something."

"I always feel that it's not that simple......"

This kind of Cheng dù battle didn't need me to shoot at all, and as the small flag was waved, it became a kicking and scolding action of the team leaders one by one

"Hands-on ......"

Each of them was holding a stack of bricks and stones, and under the order, they picked up a piece and pointed it against the wall, and suddenly drew countless short parabolas with a sound, and suddenly set off a raindrop-like crackling sound outside the wall, and one after another shouting father and mother

Under the walls on both sides of the gate, there are piles of human heads, and there is no need to be accurate at all, as long as the stones are thrown over the wall, there is naturally no need to worry about the problem of hit rate.

It can be said that these rookies and novices did not even see the enemy, and after losing three rounds in one go, the thugs gathered in front of the gate had already fled, leaving only some flesh and blood blurred humanoid objects.

With the order to stop, they couldn't help but burst into cheers.

But I'm not so optimistic about the things in the telescope machete,

In the wide streets, with the few figures running and shouting, a greater number of people were gathered, and they ran out of the messy mansions, carrying large bags and small bags, or carrying brackets and sleek human bodies, and reunited into a larger trend on the streets

, in the midst of scolding beatings and infighting, thinking about coming from the top of the street.

After a while, the old and new thugs seemed to have a solution, and a moment later they pushed out two objects from the corner of the street. I looked at it and smiled,

Is it a simple crash that was tied to a roof beam tied to a big wheeled car? It seems that they have accumulated enough experience and means through the rehearsals of various robberies before, or they have someone to guide them.

It's a pity that they are destined to return the mound of soil that has been filled in the embankment behind the gate and watered, but it is not vegetarian. Which one hit was earth-shattering, and only a few clods of dirt fell.

Then the throwing masonry came again, and the cauldron of boiling water that was spilled out, yes, it was boiling water, mixed with the rain of masonry, which would not kill people for a while, but it was enough to cause considerable pain, especially the few who were poured down in front of the gate by pushing the simple crash car, almost clutching the pink peeling flesh, rolling and howling in the heat and dust.

And then in my monoculars, I could see that they were in some kind of dilemma, some wanted to run back, some wanted to fight, and then they started to climb the door by the height of the crash

The flag bearer beside the Wind Roll Banner waved the small flag a few times again, and it became an order for the spear team to step forward, and those spear teams holding uneven sharp objects trotted to the mound of earth at the gate, divided into two irregular circular rows, and aimed diagonally at the gate, revealing the faint heads, faces and shoulders, and in their shocked and frightened expressions, they exhaled and stabbed out with force.

This is also the only trained action of the spear team, those thieves who are so frightened and nervous that they hold on to the clinging to the clinging and cannot let go, almost like a target without resistance, are poked out of several bloody holes in their faces, shoulders, and chests.

Suddenly streams of blood splattered from the side of the door they were clinging to, dripping down and staining the edges and dirt red, and splattering on the spearmen, causing them a wave of discomfort and commotion. I could even clearly see a pierced eyeball, along the tip of the spear, falling on the face of one of the spearmen, mixed with a look of horror and panic.

This was the first time they had seen blood, and it was different from standing behind a wall and throwing bricks and stones, so some even lowered their spears, bent over and vomited, and then were slapped in the face by their opponents and dragged out for others to make up for it.

After at least a dozen unbelieving corpses fell on the door, the people outside the door finally gave up in frustration, and fled back to the corner of the street in a swarm, and we took the opportunity to put a row of guns on their backs, and knocked down and wounded at least twenty or thirty people.

I sighed slightly, and looked at Mrs. Chen, who was standing on the windowsill on the third floor in the courtyard, with a relieved expression.

If it's just this kind of Cheng dù, then there's really nothing to worry about, but I looked at the regrouped crowd, and subconsciously felt that it was not so light, and then once again emphasized the life of strictly prohibiting pursuit

Avoid these novices from going up and down for a while, seeing the enemy so unbearable, the blood is overwhelmed, and unnecessary damage is caused

Our goal is to protect the people in the hall and survive this chaotic period until order is restored, and there is no point in killing enemies or killing as many as you want.

After all, only when people live can they have a future and possibility, and if they die accidentally, they will be a hundred, not to mention that there are more than half of them who are unreliable and indiscriminate.

Although we had the worst-case scenario of abandoning the courtyard, we were still comfortable staying on the edge of the high wall.

Although the area of the high wall is very wide, the point of defense we need to defend on the side of the wall is actually two or three places directly opposite the street entrance, and although the street is wide enough, it is still too narrow for the slightly larger number of attackers, and there is hardly the point of trotting.

Therefore, at present, it is enough to concentrate the manpower on these few points, to carry out appropriate rotation, and to train those who have just taken up arms.

I was thinking of the various formations and situations in my mind, and when I received the crowd at the end, a new trick appeared, and in the crowd several larger silhouettes reappeared, but it was a cart pushing a few large jars, and there were people holding door panels and the like, and they were in front as cover or something.

The corners of my mouth hooked slightly, and I finally remembered to find something to cover, but the team was basically loaded. According to my request, each of them had at least two or three firearms, one of which was filled with finely crushed lead grains, and the other was filled with a single pill that could reach far.

"Ready, ......"

Behind the wall, on the deliberately piled up earthen stalks, dozens of firebolts that had been filled in all of them suddenly poked out, crackling at the heads of people in the distance and their stunned faces.

After the smoke cleared, I saw more than a dozen people around the cart falling to the ground covered in bloody flesh and blood, and a few bodies squirming on the ground crawling out of a few blood marks, the big jar was also broken, and the unknown liquid flowed out, which immediately made the people next to him stumble and slip to the ground, and the others bypassed the stain and continued to rush over.

Then a second row of guns began to be placed unevenly on the top of the wall, all of which were lead scattered at close range, spraying like a mist among those who rushed first, and they were almost at the same time bursting with blood on their bodies, and then trampled under the feet of their companions behind them.

At this time, there was a shout, and more figures rushed from the corners of the wall and the street, holding an escalator made of improvised wood or something, and when they saw that their tone was speeding up, it seemed that they wanted to build on the wall.

Apparently they know how to use the interval between the firing of firearms to launch an attack, and in my opinion, this is no longer a street thug in the ordinary sense, but an armed force with a certain degree of organization and coordination

These people's weapons are also much more complete, no longer those knives, axes or whatever, but eight-pound swords, clearly reflecting this seeping light in the sun.

Due to the cover of the door panel, after the third more sparse launch of the Gun Team, there were fewer of them who fell, because there was finally a panic and mistake in the Gun Team, and at this time the opponent's counterattack also arrived.

The men of the Gun Team had almost just lowered their bodies when they heard a sound like raindrops, and all kinds of weapons flew out of the pile of people under the wall, all kinds of weapons thrown at close range, and they were slapping and sweeping on the wall in a disorderly manner, only a small part of them crossed the high wall and fell to the ground crackling, but they were some light and sharp weapons such as hand axes and sickles.

I ordered people to go up and pick it up and recycle it. Then, according to the pre-plan, the real test came. Because the sound of crackling door panels against the roots of the wall was heard outside the wall.

At this time, Han Liangchen suddenly squinted his eyes, pulled an iron arm bow to the limit of the roundness, and then threw a distant arc with a bang,

The arrowhead with the incendiary object fell on the cart with a snap, and in an instant, it burned into a piece along the flowing gray grease, and those who were not dead on the side were also burned and screamed and crawled, and threw out more than a dozen steps before falling to the ground again.

The flames flowing down the terrain also made the flow of attacking people break into two in an instant, the front one continued to roar and run forward, and seemed to be able to rush out of the threatening range in one breath, and the back half of the people were a little panicked to avoid the flowing fire, and the people behind them pushed forward crowded together, and the approaching tongue of fire roasted some kind of screams and curses,

At this moment, on the head of the wall, some other long things began to appear, that is, spearmen who began to stick out of the wall, except for a small number of spearheads in the real sense, most of them used various long poles and the like, trapped with sharp objects, or brittle is a one-time "spear" made of bamboo and wood.

But in the current situation, it is enough, the messy and staggered spikes, all of a sudden in rows of stabbed on these, only a cloth clothed body, suddenly sounded a series of earth-shattering screams, most of them carried the escalator or something, the door panel was also put down as tiptoe, not even dodging, only a few clever minds, seeing that the situation was not good, dropped things, turned around and ran, and almost all the others were stabbed under the wall.

They were lying on the ground, bleeding and moaning, and the fish looked like they were out of water and stiff, making their last struggles. But casualties also began to appear in the spear team, often because they used too much force, or they couldn't get back their breath, they were grabbed by the spearhead and dragged down, or their bodies were exposed too much, and they were hit by a thrown sharp weapon, and then rolled inward.

However, someone was immediately filled in, after all, the condescending long handle still has an advantage over the short soldiers, and the lethality and deterrence of this face-to-face white-knuckle battle seem to have surpassed the previous platoon at once

The other party finally couldn't bear this casualty, and the rest of the people began to pull away and turn to leave, and after a few cheers erupted from the wall, the spear team gave way to a few gaps, and some ladders were lowered from the inside, and then the white soldiers finally came in handy, and they jumped off the high wall with some hesitation under the leadership of Bo Fu, and then chased after them and slashed and killed for a while.

chased all the way to the side of the burning cart, scolded the unlucky ghosts who jumped directly into the fire in a panic, and was called back a few times, and then mended the wounded who had not completely died, and then dragged a few injured back to the wall as a living mouth.

The ladders and planks that are still intact have naturally become our trophies.

At this time, some of the people who were standing in front of the terrace of the hotel also sighed again, sighed, returned to the room, and continued to talk quietly.

The winding streets are already covered with dense corpses,

"A rabble ......"

In the distance, in an attic with burnt marks, there were also people using monoculars, observing the battle, and then making some kind of disgruntled teeth.

"It's so ugly to lose in a row......"

The speaker clenched his fist heavily, but he was already sweating. "Don't you boast that you are the best soldier......

Another voice sarcastically said, "It's so strange that it's too manpowered,"

Standing in the shadow of the building with him, observing what was happening in front of the gate of the Meishan Hotel, there were several people, but they belonged to the same force and different backgrounds, and gathered here for a certain purpose.

Then their conversation quickly turned into an argument

"Didn't you say that there is no decent force in the hotel......

"It's still a ...... from the original investigation"

"So overnight, it changed a lot......"

"There is a limit to the time that can be given to us from above......"

"But after a while, you can find these goods, and the right is driven by ......"

Suddenly, at a nearby cornice, Peng's thud shattered a section, followed by a copper wind chime, which clanged and disappeared.

Then the man with the binoculars suddenly felt a shock to his body, and was hit hard and sat down on the ground, and then he felt a heart-rending pain coming out of his chest, and he reached out to press it only to find that there was a big bloody gash on the placket, and then more blood, coughing and choking out of his mouth and nose as he tried to stand up.

On the top of the pavilion, I looked at the figures in the telescope who were no longer standing, and the backs of those who fled in the wilderness, and I still had some regrets.

I made a few special so-called precision rifles by hand at any cost from the Tiangongfang, with longer and heavier barrels, and needed a bracket to aim, but unfortunately the rate of fire was too slow, which scared such snoopers.

Just now, I accidentally noticed a reflection similar to a telescope, and found someone snooping from a high place, needless to say, not a good person, but unfortunately the accuracy was still a little bit off at the beginning.

In front of the fountain, the piercing screams of the captives were the smiling Bo Fu in the ascendant, who was directly scorching their armpits and soles with torches, and dense sweat flowed down the distorted faces of these people who could not die like a spring.

After a few moments, I got my answer.

"It's actually a gang from the lower city,"

"In addition to collecting money and intimidating the good, when did they have the courage to dare to do murder and rebellion?"

"It seems that someone has been providing them with forbidden weapons and guidance ...... before"

"Let them take advantage of the chaos"

I thought about it for a while, and asked people to tell Mrs. Chen about the result, and let her worry about it.

After that, the attack was obviously much weaker, with few casualties, and after repelling a few waves of seemingly disorderly attacks, the corpses stacked under the wall had begun to emit a large buzzing sound of flies gathering.

The biggest casualties are that a guy with a pole exerts too much force and breaks his head, and there are all kinds of first-time killings, all kinds of frightening and excitement to the point of overexertion, or not mastering the coordination and rhythm, and all kinds of detachments and sprains, contusions, etc., there are more than 100 people.

However, this is also due to our opponents, who are only a rabble of blood and courage for a while, and they don't even have the opportunity to actually rush to the front of them in hand-to-hand combat.

In between no battles, those who rotate down, seize the time to rest and eat, and then wipe the sweat off their bodies.

More people who still have spare strength continue to be familiar with the use of their respective weapons under the guidance of the team leaders and team leaders who have much military experience, which is a bit of a taste of sharpening their guns.

It can also be seen that the scope of Mrs. Chen's current social circle is mainly some official eunuchs or wealthy businessmen, but there are few military backgrounds, and it is still the nature of a nominal or honorary title, so there is no tiger and monkey in my mountains to become a king and come out to control the scene.

Of course, there is also a reason why a large proportion of the people I brought with me personally. And when I was planning a battle, I could occasionally sweep these people with a telescope, standing in front of the windowsill upstairs, peeking at the figures and thoughtful expressions from afar.

The so-called a few happy and a few worried, this sudden chaos, I don't know how many people want to sweep the door, and I don't know how many people, peep the opportunity to climb up, or profit from it.

At noon, Mrs. Chen personally brought the maid or something, came to deliver cooking cakes and soup or something, and then said a few greetings by the way, although it was not done by herself, but it also had a bit of a morale-boosting effect, which was worthy of the atmosphere of the wife of a famous family and the general.

During this period,

A figure walked through the crowd and brought a cup of drink, but it was a soup boiled together with white buttons, Huoxiang, and licorice.

"Are you afraid......

I touched my head and squatted face.

"As long as you're with Asha, you're not afraid......"

"Okay, help me keep an eye on the people inside......"

I thought about it for a moment, and then whispered an additional command

"If there's anything wrong, come out and find me right away......"

There are more than 1,000 young adults here who can barely be used as defense, only a small half of them can be trusted, and there are about five or six hundred other families and their relatives brought back by Mrs. Chen or who ran to take refuge nearby, plus the original guests, the maids of the main hall or something, the ingredients are a little mixed.

Even if there is a registration and mutual guarantee, there is no guarantee that there will be no suspicious elements mixed in with it, and I don't want to make any trouble behind my back.