Ambushed in the forest is what Huang Mao called the "reinforcements", the elephant soldiers from the Mo clan in Gaoping, Annam.

Although their number is not large, only two or three hundred, but there are dozens of birds, the rest are armed with rifles, and there are three elephants.

But now, it is not the Jiawei who suffers, but the allied forces of the Dong people and the Mo family.

There were originally more than 100 people gathered in one place on the beach to mock the boat, but now half of the more than 100 people have become broken corpses, and the other is afraid that they are lost and depressed, and they don't know what happened.

There was a large crater on the ground, and there were scattered limbs and blood stains everywhere. Not only that, but the loud explosion frightened the three elephants hidden in the woods, and they trampled out of the Annan people, and then stepped into the people's dang, almost ran out of a bloody run, and then fled into the mountains and disappeared.

The corners of Luo Jiuhe's mouth curved slightly, this scene made him feel happy. Among the four boxes, only the one brought back was really hidden in the bird's gun, and the other three were full of gunpowder!

The mezzanine of the box is the fuze, they have done dozens of tests in Xinxiangzhai, such a long fuse, about ten minutes of Western time, will be brought to the end. When they moved the boxes away from the raft, they quietly lit the fuses on all three boxes, so that if one went wrong, the other two would explode.

If it weren't for the fact that these black powders had not been selected, the power of the explosion would still be somewhat insufficient, and I was afraid that the people gathered on the edge of the box would have been blown to shreds.

"Raise the flag, fire the cannon!" Happiness is happiness, Luo Jiuhe is not ready to stop there.

These five warships are all the warships in Yu Guozhen's hands that can use the Fran cannon. They stopped only ten feet from the shore, and the Fran cannons on the bow were loaded into the son-mother guns, and as the boats of the Luojiu River raised their cannon flags, the boats opened fire one after the other.

With a rumbling sound, the twelve Franc cannons spewed out hundreds of projectiles, which still maintained terrifying destructive power at a distance of just over thirty meters.

The dozens of people on the shore who were stupefied by the start of the explosion suddenly became shorter as if they had been harvested by a sickle.

The intensive use of artillery, even the limited power of the 300-pound Franc cannon for close-range shotgun bombardment, rained a dead rain of iron and fire on the shore. When the rain is over, the entire shore has become a complete blood prison.

Before the three wooden boxes were detonated, there were more than 100 people on the shore, all of whom were warriors among the people, but now, only one person was still standing.

There was no one left intact on the man's body, and his clothes were torn to pieces by lead, and he stood dumbfounded, stretching out his hand into the sea.

"Mommy, Mommy......" he said, and then the man fell backwards, into a cloud of flesh and blood, and only the hand, still stubbornly reaching out to the sky, as if waiting for his mother to pull him up.

The sea breeze was instantly filled with the smell of saltpeter and blood, Luo Jiuhe's mouth was bent again, and he glanced at Huang Mao, who was completely stunned on the shore, with contempt.

Huang Mao, who was still laughing just now, has not closed his mouth yet, and still maintains the appearance of smiling, but his eyes are full of fear.

"Clear the chamber, change to solid bullets, and prepare." Luo Jiuhe ordered.

Compared with the red-coated cannon, the biggest advantage of the Franc cannon is that it has a faster rate of fire, generally each cannon is equipped with four or five sub-guns, after the first cannon, a little clear the breech, you can stuff the sub-guns, and then put the second cannon. A few minutes later, however, a second round of shelling began, but this time it was much less effective, in fact, not a single one hit.

In the most recent shot, the cannonball fell in the Fangcheng River, which was about seven or eight feet away from the people, and the splash caused by it poured Huang Mao on his face.

The water also woke Huang Mao up, and he let out a wolf-like voice: "Han dog! ”

"Annihilation!"

"Shameless!"

The scolding sounded, but Luo Jiuhe was very proud, he turned his head and said to the guards beside him: "The little officials used to say a word to us, the guards of the first phase, the enemy's abuse is your praise, and the enemy's hatred is your fear...... Looks like we're doing a good job today! ”

"Director, do we want to go up and give them another look, look at them like this, as long as we charge, we can defeat them, and the rest is to capture prisoners, and we have less labor in the kiln." A home guard is eager to try.

Luo Jiuhe's heart moved, and then he smiled and shook his head, this kind of thing is still forgotten, if he has casualties, it is not cost-effective.

He glanced at the blood prison by the sea again, and his mood was very calm, unlike the wavering he had in the battle of Xinxiangzhai last time, this time, he was cold and firm, without the slightest hesitation. The experience of blood can make people grow rapidly and forge the weakness in people's surnames.

"Lord Huang Shaotong, are you satisfied with the gift I gave you today?" He raised his voice and shouted: "Our village master still has a word, let me tell Huang Shaotong master, if people don't offend me, I won't offend people, if people offend me, I will ...... Slaughter! ”

"Han dog, despicable Han dog, we will take revenge, we will take revenge...... Don't be too happy, I'll kill that Han dog surnamed Xu......"

"Oh, speaking of which, the little official still wants me to tell me, Mr. Xu will thank you for your hospitality." After Luo Jiuhe finished speaking, he turned to the guard behind him: "Look, your quasi-head is like this, raise the anchor, raise the flag, let's go back to Xinxiang!" ”

The flotilla turned away, and the sailors laughed and laughed, and they didn't know who started it, and everyone began to sing. The sea breeze carried the song to the shore, and Xuan Zuo's Chinese dialect was the best and could be heard clearly.

“…… Han Ma Yuan, Fu Whale Wave, Shitang Wanli now belongs to me, Ming Haijiang, there is Zheng He, seven to the West to intimidate all countries. It is said that China is only in the Middle Earth, and there are good men on the sea, holding the red tassel and the long whale binding, and the waist hanging Longquan enemy boat to break the ......"

The singing gradually faded away, although Xuan Zuo understood Chinese, but he didn't understand Han songs, he only felt that these Han people on the sea sang rough and heroic, and they had a momentum of ignoring everything.

"Shao Yu Master ......"

"Wow!"

Huang Mao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person fell backwards, Xuan Zuo hurriedly supported him, he supported him to stand firmly, and then pushed Xuan Zuo away.

"Back to ...... Back to the village, back to the village! Huang Mao ordered, and at the same time, there was an unspeakable fear in his eyes.

When he was at his most proud, he was broken, and this blow made it unbearable for him to be arrogant. What's more, he was completely awake at this time, and something that worried him was coiled in his mind.

The owner of the Han village, the scheming Yu Guozhen, he didn't appear here, where would he be!

This question, like a poisonous snake, frantically bites his heart, injecting highly poisonous juice into him, making him infinitely painful.

Xuan Zuo also thought about this problem, so his eyes were also full of fear, and just as the people were about to withdraw, the leaders of the reinforcements of the Annan Mo clan came over: "Huang Mao, what's going on on your side, why did you fall for the trick, causing me to lose a lot of manpower and three war elephants...... You have to pay me for this loss! ”

"Mo Xiaowang just rest assured, Xiaodong will compensate for all losses...... It's just that now there is still one thing to ask for, Mo Xiaowang, please go back to the village with me, and if you should be compensated, you will go to my village to get it. Huang Mao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said in a hoarse voice.

When you come, you can go down the Fangcheng River, you can come faster, and when you go, you can't do it, not only the speed of the wooden row and the boat is slower, but also when you encounter a dangerous beach, you also need manpower to pull the fiber. Therefore, although Huang Mao returned to his heart like an arrow, he did not return to his village until midnight. At this time, Annan Mo's reinforcements were gone, and they also ran for several days, and then they rushed to help, and under hunger and exhaustion, they shouted one by one to rest and eat and drink.

Huang Mao could only order to camp and rest, prepare to eat and drink, and stay for half a night, and the next morning he urged the Mo reinforcements to leave, but he met a big white eye again. It wasn't until the third pole that Mo Jingyao, the little king of the Mo family, said slowly and logically that he could leave.

It was only ten miles away, and the Mo reinforcements began to shout for lunch again, but this time Huang Mao still endured it. He couldn't bear it, the experience of the seaside had made him lose confidence in himself, and if his guess was true, then there might be more enemies waiting for him in his stockade!

He didn't know that when he was still on the way, Jiang'an had already returned to Shiluotong.

"It's ...... Thank you? Huang Hao, the lord of Shi Luotong, looked at those gold and silver artifacts and said hesitantly.

"Exactly, my little official said, thank you Huang Tong for your help, we have broken through the Huang Mao's stockade and seized some things, but unfortunately we have few people and limited luck, otherwise, we can bring more to Huang Yu as a thank you gift. If it weren't for Huang Dong's help, we wouldn't be so easy to get Huang Mao to leave...... Oh, by the way, some of the things that Lord Huang sent back to us were also accidentally left out in Huang Mao's village. ”

Originally, Huang Hao had an embarrassed smile on his face, but when he said the last sentence, the embarrassed smile suddenly turned into consternation: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"It's not interesting, we wore Shi Luo's clothes into the village, and accidentally missed something there, but Lord Huang Dong just rest assured, the people in the village have been killed, and there will be no mistakes." Shogishi was all smiles all over his face.

Huang Hao didn't believe what Jiang An said, but his people had already seen Xu Xiake, which proved that Xinxiangzhai had indeed rescued Xu Xiake from Huang Mao!

"I have always treated Xinxiang like a relative...... Huang Hao's face sank: "That's how you repay my kindness?" ”

"Lord Huang Tong treats us like relatives, we are grateful, so the gifts continue, for example, we met the people of Lord Huang Tong in Huang Mao's village, and we are also kind." The shore skin smiled and didn't smile: "I don't understand the words of the lord of the village, but our village owner must understand, so before he came here, he asked me to say to the lord of the mountain, if the lord of the mountain feels that he is in a panic, he can also go to our Xinxiang to live." ”

Huang Hao's eyes rolled, and he finally waved his hand: "I won't mention this matter anymore...... Is Huang Mao dead? ”

"Let him get away with it, but his strength will be greatly damaged."

"Okay, this guy dares to come to my time when Luo Yu detains the guests of me and the lord of Yu Zhai, it is really bold, I will go and bring him here and offer him to the lord of Yu Zhai to confess the crime!" Huang Hao said: "Your envoy, please go back first, and my return gift will arrive later!" ”

(To be continued)