Chapter 390: Sniping in the Night

Ma Bao took a few deep breaths and ran towards the granary with the three of them. They entered the granary and immediately dispersed, each looking for a vantage point.

The place where Ma Baolai came was the center of the warehouse, and he opened the bag behind his back. A few small items were removed from it, and a small bottle of whale oil was poured over the grain. Then light a section of incense on it, and finally wrap the fire rope around the incense a few times, and the small medicine bag at the bottom of the fire rope is placed on the grain bag drenched with whale oil, and a simple delayed ignition device is arranged.

After Ma Bao finished arranging, he ran out, and after meeting the others, each of them carried a bag of grain and returned a long way.

The corpses at the door of the granary had been disposed of, and even the two sentinels had been hung by ropes at the door. If you don't look closer, you can't tell that they are two dead people.

When Qin Shi and the others walked to the Han slave camp, Yangjiazhuang did not rise to the sky. The Yi soldiers who were originally asleep were awakened by the firelight, and many people ran to put out the fire without worrying about putting on clothes.

That's where they store their food, and what will more than 10,000 people eat without food? How can you fight without food!

The Yi soldiers guarding the Han slaves were also alarmed by the skyrocketing fire of Yangjiazhuang, and soon he received an order to let the slaves participate in the firefighting.

Wang Liandi was awakened by the noise around him, and by the time they were driven to Yangjiazhuang, the fire had spread to the entire Yang Mansion.

When the order was given to let them rush into the fire to rescue food, the Han slaves were in a commotion.

With such a big fire, the person who enters is nine deaths. This is already a bit beyond the limit of what the Han people can bear, so that they still have a chance to survive by attacking the mountain. Now let them carry out their mortal mission, and everyone stands still and does not move.

The Yi soldiers didn't care whether the Han people wanted to or not, they drew their steel knives and forced them towards the Han people.

Wang Liandi quietly moved his body and leaned towards the Yi soldiers on the side. His hand was hidden in his sleeve, where there was a branch he had sharpened last night.

He will not continue to obey the orders of the Yi soldiers, even if he dies, it must be his own choice. After moving to the edge of the line, he ran to the Yi soldiers.

"Sir! I'm willing to go into carrying food, please give me the stutter first! I can't really carry food without strength! One of his severed arms hung from his chest, and scabs could be seen in the tattered parts of his body.

The Yi soldiers were not guarded against the crippled person in front of them at all, and a Yi soldier kicked down Wang Liandi with his foot.

He also stepped forward and stepped on Wang Liandi's stomach, and shouted arrogantly: "You are worthy of eating food with this waste?" Let the master send you on your way! Saying that, the Yi soldiers raised the steel knife in their hands high, and the Han people watching around couldn't bear to see Wang Liandi's head fall to the ground, and they closed their eyes one after another.

At this moment, Wang Liandi, who was still begging for mercy underground, suddenly raised his body. A sharp branch appeared in his intact hand, piercing straight between the Yi soldier's legs.

The sharp branches dared to stab between the legs of the Yi soldiers, who never thought that the cripple in front of them would sneak up on them.

The moment the branch pierced, his whole body convulsed, and he fell to the ground, howling miserably. Wang Liandi turned over, picked up the steel knife of the underground Yi soldier, and cut off the head of the Yi soldier with one sword.

"Brothers! The Yi people don't treat the Han people as human beings at all, and you plan to continue to work for them until long, everyone will kill people with me! Wang Liandi's shouts woke up the Han people, and those who were oppressed to the extreme, and those who could not see hope broke out.

They frantically rushed towards the Yi soldiers with steel knives in their hands, ignoring the slashed steel knives, hoping to grab a piece of flesh from the Yi soldiers.

The fire and blood stimulated everyone present, and the battle in Yangjiazhuang was like a roar. Even the Yi soldiers were infected, mechanically swinging their steel swords to slash everyone who passed in their path.

Zhang Tong put on armor and asked the soldiers to stop everywhere, and there was already a sea of fire everywhere, and there were shouts of killing everywhere.

Just pulled a Yi soldier who ran around, and before he could speak, the other party slashed at him with a knife.

Zhang Tong dodged the knife and raised his leg to kick down the Yi soldier. The fallen Yi soldier seemed to come to his senses, fell to his knees and begged for mercy loudly.

Camp Howling! Zhang Tong can be sure that what happened in Yangjiazhuang must be Yingxiao. The thought of Ying Xiao sent a chill down his back.

People in this era were severely deficient in vitamins, so night blindness was widespread among the people of the Ming Dynasty.

People basically do something they love at home at night and sleep until dawn. There's no nightlife at all, you can't see anything at night anyway, and you can't go anywhere if you don't stay at home.

The same was true of the soldiers in the barracks, who rarely fought at night in this era. At night, I can't see anything clearly, and I can't tell the difference between friend and foe.

The camp roar happens because the soldiers are under a lot of pressure in normal times, and at night, maybe a soldier's dream talk can make the entire camp of soldiers slash and kill each other.

Bloodshed and firelight can increase the danger of camp roaring, and the flickering of firelight back and forth in the invisible night will make people's emotions extremely unstable.

Blood can stimulate people to go crazy, and the rebellion of Han slaves, coupled with the fires burning everywhere, made the already angry Yi soldiers completely out of control.

They frantically slashed and slaughtered every enemy they saw, perhaps at first by inadvertent accidental injury, or perhaps a long-planned revenge, and there was also a battle between the Yi soldiers.

The team that Zhang Tong could control suddenly became chaotic, and the soldiers he could control were only his own soldiers.

Facing the crazy soldiers, Zhang Tong also became powerless. Just as Zhang Tong climbed onto the roof of the house, about to shout at the soldiers to stop, a black hole in the distance was aimed at him.

Qin Shi didn't expect that a simple sneak attack to burn the enemy's grain and grass would cause the Yi soldiers to roar, and he would not let go of the opportunity to beat the water dogs.

Yangjiazhuang Qin Shi didn't plan to enter, the soldiers in the camp were simply killing red-eyed beasts, and they even killed their own people one by one, and they couldn't get close at all.

So Qin Shi hid in a big tree outside Yangjiazhuang to observe the condition of the Yi soldiers, and when he saw Zhang Tong in armor, he knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had come.

He aimed the Immortal Gun at Zhang Tong in the distance, which was one hundred and fifty steps away from Zhang Douzu, a distance that was still a bit far for the shooter at night.

But Qin Shi still put the fire gun on the branch in front of him and aimed at Zhang Tong in the distance. The firelight behind Zhang Tong flickered back and forth, pointing out the direction for Qin Shi.

At the moment when Zhang Tong's body entered the crosshairs, Qin Shi decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The sound of the gun sounded in the night sky, Qin Shi didn't observe whether he had hit the target, he quickly slipped down the big tree, beckoning Ma Bao under the tree to flee quickly towards Shizhu Peak.