Bansheng City is the city where the three ladies live, compared to Qingcheng is still much smaller, the radius is less than five miles, the city wall is about three zhang high, the bottom base is just rammed earth, the outer wall is covered with bricks, because of disrepair, the city wall is full of damaged places, there are quite a lot of weeds growing on the wall. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The weather in the afternoon is no longer so violent, after a long ride, the cavalry and the war horse have rested for less than half an hour, the physical strength has recovered a lot, a small group of cavalry gradually increased the speed, the muscles on the horse trembled violently, everyone felt the wind whistling in their ears, the man and the horse fused into one, and the scenery ahead was rapidly approaching......

Soon, approaching the halfway point to Bansheng City, Lu Si began to look up at the head of the city from time to time, and there were indeed many people standing behind the city wall, which made him a little worried.

Today's battle of Hekou shows that once the northern captives are desperate, they can still bring certain casualties to the merchant army, and Bansheng City and Qingcheng are both rare fortified cities on the Mongolian steppe, if they are to be stormed......

Lu Si shook his head and stopped thinking about this thing that made his head hurt.

Maybe Lu Si may really become an officer in the future, just like his second brother, or he may become an excellent sergeant major like Lu Da, but now he is still an ordinary slightly better lancer, and more things should be left to the officers to consider.

The cavalry ran faster and faster, and there was no imaginary northern captive ranger from the other side of the city wall around, not far from the northwest is Qingcheng, according to the intelligence of the military intelligence department of He Yusheng, Qingcheng also gathered about 40,000 armored people and herdsmen, this is all the remaining strength of the Tumut department, it is estimated that there are only about 3,000 armor soldiers, these 40,000 people are all pulled out, and it is estimated that it is not the opponent of the lancer regiment, the only feasible way is to stick to the city or abandon the city and escape.

The consideration of the military division is to rely on the cavalry to bite the other party tightly, control Xi Lingse's way to escape north, and at least make the other party feel that it is dangerous to go out of the city, which is also the reason why the military division did not make a detour regardless of casualties, and directly crossed the river at the mouth of the river and crossed the river in a bloody battle with nearly 30,000 northern captives.

The cavalry galloped closer and closer, and the figures on the head of the city became more layered, so Lu Si They felt strange that this group of people did not seem to have a few armor soldiers, and there seemed to be few people with weapons, no bows and arrows and strong crossbows, not to mention the artillery and bed crossbows that everyone was worried about.

"Be careful." Lao Zhong warned: "Maybe the northern captives put away the armor soldiers and strong crossbows, and then use them when we get closer." ”

"Not really." Lu Si shouted against the strong wind: "It should be that we are galloping cavalry, and whatever equipment they want should be kept and used when the infantry comes to attack the city." ”

"What Lu Si said is reasonable." A brick-faced cavalryman shouted, "Old Zhong, you are confused. ”

Lao Zhong was not annoyed, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Let's get closer and put some pressure on them, these cowards are all scared, and maybe they will take out the goods at the bottom of the box." ”

"That's just as well."

"Okay, take out the one with the firecrackle and make a few sounds!"

The lancers are all fierce, and at this time they have galloped to a distance of two or three hundred paces, which is already very close and has some dangers, but Lao Zhong and Lu Si and the brick knife faces don't care, they are the lancers, the glorious and brave lancers, when the lancers have a combat mission, they will only think about how to complete it, rather than putting their own safety above the task.

"Fuck, fuck!" The old bell scolded: "Why is there a mess in the city? ”

When the distance reached about 100 paces, the cavalry just lowered their heads and ran, and Lu Si and a few cavalrymen with firecrackers fired firecrackers at the head of the city, which seemed to cause a burst of exclamations, but the imaginary sharp counterattack never came.

There are not a lot of lancers with firearms, this is a tradition in the army, just like the cavalry like to buy some additional cold weapons, the lancers will also buy a few better guns, the army can't help but buy their own weapons, the soldiers are paid very high, the first few months or even a year of being a soldier, most of the soldiers will save their salaries and give them to their families, and after becoming veterans, most of them will choose to buy one or two more weapons by themselves, on the battlefield, one more firearm or a good saber, it is likely to be able to save their lives.

The military division only allotted the necessary equipment, armor, horse armor, long and short weapons, firearms, etc., and the excess had to be solved by themselves.

Lu Si is still a new soldier, but the Lu family has four sons all served as soldiers, and the belongings have long been saved, the parents have no worries about food and clothing, and they also hired an old mother who cooks and washes, Lu Dafu still has a large number of fields on the grassland, and he is placed in the military department to eat share dividends, and the Lu family is no longer short of money, so Lu Si not only bought a riding gun by himself, but also bought an additional handcuff.

Young people always love novelties, and Lu Si plans to buy another handcuff next month, which is only less than half the size of a normal firearm, and the workmanship is very exquisite, with a leather case hanging on the leather belt around his waist, and he feels majestic wherever he goes.

Now Lu Si let go of the riding gun, put it back in the pocket, and hit it in the direction of the city head with the handcuff again, this time Lu Si saw the bullet hit the rammed earth city wall, where there may have been bricks, but they all fell off, only the city wall on the loess surface and a weed, the bullet hit the city wall, the weeds and a large piece of soil were beaten and fell off.

Even so, there was no movement at the head of the city, only bursts of exclamations, and there seemed to be the sound of many women and children.

"Don't fight, military master!"

Someone shouted at the head of the city, using the correct Chinese language.

Lao Zhongzheng couldn't figure it out, and when he heard this, he said angrily: "If you don't fucking say that you won't fight, you won't fight, and you'll take the fire gun and knock you all down in a while." ”

The people at the head of the city seemed to recognize these people as god-like lancers, and after listening to the words of the old bell, they did not dare to doubt it at all, and after a burst of exclamation and crying, the one who began to speak shouted again with a crying voice: "Have we surrendered and won't be hit?" Last time the army came over, didn't the military men say that those who surrendered would not be killed? ”

"Into your mother's ......" Lao Zhong listened and subconsciously cursed, but then it was a flute.

All the cavalry looked up at the city carefully, and sure enough, there were a gang of Han people in the city, and there were also a few Mongolian herdsmen, all of whom looked frightened and miserable.

"These gangs are running so fast." Lao Zhong recognized the Mongols as herdsmen who had fled from today's battlefield, and with their excellent riding skills, a few of them had fled to the city of Bansheng, despite being overwhelmed by the interspersed cavalry.

These herdsmen were already frightened, and when they saw the sight of Lao Zhong and the others, they quickly raised their hands.

This is the standard action of He Yusheng to ask the other party to surrender, and even the herdsmen know this rule, and their hands are raised very high, lest the cavalry below see that there is something wrong.

Lao Zhong's heart moved, grinned, and he shouted: "Of course those who really surrender will not be killed, we are talking to Yusheng, and those who want to surrender should hurry up and open the city gate!" ”

Bansheng City is not high, but the city wall is very thick, the rammed earth city wall has three city gates, and there are protected urn cities outside the city gates, after the old bell ordered, the city did not dare to have the slightest delay, and the sound of moving the bolt and pulling the city gate came from the city gate.

Everyone including Lao Zhong stared at the city gate, and everyone raised their spirit to the peak.

This is the work of capturing the city and breaking the door, and a small team of lancers has captured the city of Bansheng!

For a sergeant major like Lao Zhong who can't be an officer, this is the fucking capital to brag about in the future, what are you going to do to capture the flag, don't say it, Zhong Laozi, I am the one who single-handedly won the board and ascended to the city!

As for Lu Si and a dozen or so people, this has been automatically filtered out by Lao Zhong.

The city gate creaked open, revealing a gap large enough for a horse to break into, and at this time the old clock saw a few people running over with kitchen knives and iron forks, led by a man with an iron fork, and the man scolded people while running, and the left and right meant that he would rather die than open the city gate.

"Taught by the White Lotus." Old Zhong's eyes froze, and the man's dress and words clearly revealed his identity as a White Lotus Sect.

There are also many people who came over with the iron fork man, and they should all have the identity of the White Lotus Sect.

The composition of the White Lotus cultists is very complex, and the historical origin is very long, this religion is very mysterious, and it has been the vanguard and main force of the rebellion in all dynasties.

Fang La in the Song Dynasty was a White Lotus Sect, also known as Mingjiao, and the Ming Sect doxxing at the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty was also the Great Doxxing of the White Lotus Sect.

During the Ming Dynasty Chengzu because of the battle of Jingjing, this religion seems to see the opportunity again, supporting the nun Tang Sai'er to rebel in the north, in the Chengzu period is still the Ming Dynasty during the great Ming Dynasty there was a lot of movement, although it was pacified, but the activities of the White Lotus Sect in the Ming Dynasty have never stopped, small-scale troublemaking and uprisings until the end of the Ming Dynasty, Liu Liu, Liu Qi and Xu Hongru in the Apocalypse period are the White Lotus uprising.

During the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect revolted in the north, with many leaders, the most famous of which was the female leader Wang Cong'er.

This religion is very mysterious and magical, Tang Sai'er, Wang Cong'er are female leaders, it seems that their male and female prejudices are not strong, the most mysterious and magical place is that this religion from the Tang and Song dynasties to the Ming and Qing dynasties, has always been to rebel as its own responsibility, and it seems to have a kind of unrebellious and unpleasant disease......

"Fuck it, die." How could Lao Zhong have the kung fu to think about the source and mystery of the White Lotus Sect, he only knew that these guys wanted to hinder themselves from receiving meritorious rewards, their legs were clamped between the horse's belly, and the war horse rushed forward, the spear in Lao Zhong's hand swung up, and the gun was as fast as lightning, and with a "du" in his chest, he stabbed the man with the iron fork in the middle!

The other party screamed and writhed, and the old bell had a cruel smile on his face, and with a flick of his wrist, he pulled out the spear.

The iron fork man's chest revealed a blood hole in the boss, and the blood spurted wildly, and blood came out of the man's face, nostrils, and eyes, and even more blood spurted from his mouth, and he quickly fell to the ground and died without a word.

Old Zhong looked at the rest of the people with a murderous expression, and those people from the White Lotus Sect saw that Old Zhong was so vicious, and threw kitchen knives and other things to the ground.