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Chapter 126 Business

"Boom!" A copper cannon spewed dozens of hot iron projectiles at the opposite street entrance, and then was surrounded by ten Red Turban soldiers under the command of Huang Laoer, who cleaned the barrel with a water-soaked rag and cooled the cannon wall by the way.

"Rush over, rush over, smash the demon's magic weapon!" A Han centurion shouted loudly, holding a shield full of feathered arrows over his head, leading his men to pounce on the artillery.

He was greeted by a crisp string of muskets. A hundred muskets condescended, firing at the crowd at the same time. Most of the centurion Zhou Xiaoshu and the soldiers behind him of the Han army were overturned, and the rest stood in place in despair, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.

"Boom!" The second bronze cannon roared angrily, chestnut-sized projectiles carrying tremendous kinetic energy that swept through the bodies of the dumbfounded, smashing them into a rotten sieve one by one.

"Whoosh ——!" The archers, under Aslan's command, sent out a row of feathered arrows and smashed them into the enemy that rushed after them, splashing strings of blood.

The rhythm of the enemy's counterattack was interrupted in an instant, and the whole team split into several sections on the narrow street. Some tried to move on, others tried to shrink back, and others began to slash the doors of the people's houses on the street with knives, trying to rush inside, relying on the courtyard wall to resist stubbornly.

"Don't panic, follow me" A Mongolian Qianhu wearing Xilin armor jumped out and tried to reorganize the counterattack. He had just said half of his morale-boosting words, and even Lao Hei's big gun had already found him. "Boom" knocked him through. The intestines and stomach were dripping all over the ground.

"The soil doesn't spend, the soil doesn't spend, and a thousand households die! I was killed by a demon with a magic weapon! The surrounding Meng Yuan soldiers cried and dodged in all directions. lest you move a little slower and become the next target of the magic weapon.

"Crunch, squeak!" Just as the soldiers of Meng Yuan were in a mess, another copper cannon mounted on the chicken cart was pushed by the auxiliary soldiers from the street controlled by the Red Turban Army, aimed at the enemy at the street intersection in front, and the tail of the cannon began to block and fix the sandbags.

"And?!" Wanhu Baoyin, the deputy of the Yuan army, who rushed over with feather arrows, was stunned, and retreated in panic with his treasure knife.

It's so hateful, it's so hateful, the legendary magic weapon has actually become a shepherd's cabbage in the field. On the side of the Red Turban Army, there is a lot of casual strokes. On his side, there were only more than 600 flesh and blood left.

"Boom!" The fire flashed at the muzzle, and a hot iron ball flew past Bao Yin's arm, smashing a bloody passage behind him. In the middle of the passage, all those who were touched by the shells were all shattered and died horribly.

"Crunch, squeak!" The fourth artillery, pushed by the auxiliaries from the streets under the control of the Red Turbans, was placed in front of the formation, and began to prepare for firing.

"My lord, hide, hide at the base of the wall!" Several Mongolian soldiers rushed forward and stuffed the deputy Wanhu Baoyin into the door of a common man's house on the street. They couldn't do anything except dodge before the high-flying projectile.

"Boom!" Another live bullet whizzed and smashed into the place where Bao Yin had been standing, bouncing off the bluestone pavement, spinning on the ground, and opening a flesh alley in the crowd.

Broken iron armor, broken limbs, and deformed weapons flew into the air one after another, spreading fear over the heads of the Mengyuan soldiers.

"Grab the gates, grab the gates!" Someone shouted and turned around to retake the city gate that was controlled by Hu Dahai and others. Before they could get close to the gates, hundreds of smoking grenades had been dropped from the walls and towers. Exploding their flesh and blood, ghosts crying wolves.

The Meng Yuan soldier, who was lucky enough to be killed by a grenade, retracted his body back into the long street again. Looking at the four cannons lined up in the vestibule of the Municipal Trade Office, his body trembled like a lotus leaf in the wind.

"Crunch, squeak!" As if lest they not despair, the fifth cannon was about to appear, pushing through pools of blood, large and small, and the wooden wheels pressed against the bluestone pavement, leaving two red tracks.

"Oh my God!" Deputy Wanhu Baoyin couldn't care about urging his soldiers to step forward to grab the magic weapon of the Red Turban Army, holding his head with both hands, squatting in the hole of the city gate of the people's house, his body trembling like chaff.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" When Geng Zaicheng led the auxiliary troops to push the sixth artillery in front of the two armies, all the Mengyuan soldiers stopped struggling in the narrow street opposite. Whether it was the Mongol soldiers, the Semu soldiers, or the Han army, they all desperately pressed their bodies against the wall facing the street, as if only in this way could they escape.

Don't think about breaking through from the other side of the city anymore. The Red Turban Army can put out six bell-shaped magic weapons in one go, and they can put out the seventh, eighth, and ninth pieces! God, these days, the magic weapon is actually rotten on the street, and it can be dug in the field casually like a shepherd's cabbage!

"Wait, don't fire yet!" Zhu Bayi made a gesture and ordered Huang Lao Er and the others to stop shooting temporarily. Then he raised the tin horn to his mouth and shouted loudly with a bit of pride, "Surrender, we are Xuzhou Red Scarves!" Xuzhou red scarves do not kill prisoners! Acquaintances quickly surrender! ”

"Surrender! If you don't surrender, Lao Tzu will bombard one cannon after another, see how long you can hold on! "Huang Lao's second son jumped on his feet, like a tyrant, shouting at the trembling enemy army." You can't stop it, my governor has the virtue of a good life, so he gave you a chance to surrender. If you don't know what to do, Lao Tzu will continue to bang until you know! ”

"Surrender, the governor of my family is Zhu Eighty-one! My governor never kills a captive! Xu Yi, the deputy of the grenadier Qianhu, took his brothers and stood on the enemy tower behind the Yuan army, and repeatedly pasted gold on the image of his own commander, "Surrender, the governor of my family is Zhu Eighty-one!" My governor never kills a captive! "Surrender, my family governor is Zhu Eighty-one! Go and inquire, my governor has never killed a captive! ”

As the saying goes, a person's name has a shadow. Although the Mengyuan soldiers in Han Xincheng had never fought with the Xuzhou Red Turban, they heard about Zhu Eightyi's mercy from the mouths of Yan Ding, Mongolian soldiers, and A Bing who had been released several times before. Immediately, the stubborn spirit disappeared, and they all opened their throats and responded loudly: "Surrender, we are willing to surrender!" ”

"Don't fight, don't fight, I'm willing to surrender!"

"Zhu Dudu, don't fight, the little one doesn't know it's your old man. Knowing that it was your old man, he would have dropped the knife a long time ago! ”

"Drop your weapon and walk over with your head in your hands!! Lao Hei, you stand on a high place and watch the aim, if anyone dares to stop everyone from surrendering, he will be blown away by me! Zhu Eighty-one clearly heard the enemy's response and continued to hold the iron lama's order.

"Yes!" Lian Lao Hei proudly turned the big gun, and the muzzle of the black hole swirled on the face of the person opposite. Every time he turned around, the soldiers of the Yuan army who were pointed at the guns instinctively dodged.

"Dangchang, dangchang!" More than two dozen Mengyuan soldiers standing at the closest artillery position on the street took the lead in dropping their weapons and ran towards the Red Turban Army with their heads in their hands.

"This way, this way, no artillery is allowed!" Wu Liangmou immediately led more than a dozen sword and shield men to meet him and pushed the captives to both sides of the battlefield. lest there be unwilling Mengyuan soldiers in the back who are dying and struggling, and let these captives become meat shields to block projectiles.

The guessed dying counterattack did not survive, and more Han soldiers dropped their weapons and ran towards both sides of the battlefield of the Red Turban Army with their heads in their hands. Since the shape is irretrievable, no one is willing to stay for Liu Tietou to be buried.

The officers in the team looked at each other and threw their weapons at their feet. Bowing his head and bowing his head, he walked towards the Red Turban Army. They are all born businessmen who know how to weigh the benefits and disadvantages best.

Deputy Wanhu Baoyin, who was hiding in the doorway, turned black with anger, and wanted to rush out to enforce military law with the hilt of his knife in his hand, but he was pressed to the door panel by his own soldiers.

"Can't win!" A pro-soldier who had followed him for at least ten years reminded loudly.

"Zhu Dudu does not take prisoners, whether they are Mongols or not!! We can all redeem ourselves with money. I endured this breath today, saved my life, and only then did I have a chance to get the field back in the future! Another loyal leader of the soldiers lowered his voice and quickly admonished.

"Self-redemption?!" Deputy Wanhu Baoyin was stunned and muttered in response.

"Yes, redeem yourself!" The soldiers gossiped and quickly relayed the rumors on the streets and alleys to him. "Na Zhu Eighty-one is the reincarnation of the Buddha, bound by the precepts, and cannot be killed indiscriminately. So every time he won a battle, he asked the captives to pay for their lives. A month and a half ago, hundreds of Afghans were ransomed by the Shan County government. The reason why Lord Yuekuo Cha'er was able to escape the siege is that he secretly paid a large ransom, so that the people of Xuzhou helped him lie and fool the emperor! ”

"This son of a bitch!" Deputy Wanhu Baoyin scolded in a low voice, gritting his teeth. However, seeing the pleading eyes of his own soldiers, he sighed helplessly. After thinking about it, he struggled to get out of the doorway, put his hand on his mouth, and shouted out to the outside of the street, "Hey——! I am the deputy Wanhu Baoyin of Huai'an Road. I want to redeem myself with money, surnamed Zhu, do you dare to agree in public?! ”

"We want to redeem ourselves, Zhu Dudu, my general asks for self-redemption. Zhu Dudu, you promised not to kill any prisoners! "I am afraid that Bao Yin's tone is too impulsive and will bring disaster to himself. The loyal soldiers held him back, tore their throats, and added loudly.

"Drop your weapons and come out, Pontus promises you!" Influenced by Zhu Dapeng's traversing soul, Zhu Eighty-one had no interest in killing prisoners. Don't even think about it, respond loudly.

"Put down your weapons and get out! My governor has no interest in killing you! Xu Hongsan led his own soldiers and loudly repeated Zhu Eighty-one's promise.

Deputy Wanhu Baoyin sighed again, dropped the steel knife and horned bow, and led the remaining more than 30 Mongolian soldiers around him to slowly walk to the vestibule of the Municipal Exchange Office.

Xu Hongsan immediately led the same number of personal soldiers to meet them, searched them, and tied them up firmly with ropes. Deputy Wanhu Baoyin did not resist, and while letting the other party push him to the edge of the battlefield, he shouted loudly: "I am the deputy Wanhu of the unified army of Huai'an Road, how much redemption fee is required, you can open it casually." Those are my own soldiers, don't treat them harshly, whatever the value is, it's up to you! ”

"Don't worry, my family governor can't look down on this little money!" Xu Hongsan glared at him fiercely and responded loudly.

Before the words fell, a few hoarse shouts suddenly came from behind him, "Below, in the hundreds of households of the Han army in Huai'an City, below, there is no money in Xia!" There is no money to redeem yourself! ”

"yes, the little ones don't have any money! The little ones really don't have any money! "Not only did the soldiers in the streets who had not come out to surrender shout loudly, but the prisoners who had been pulled to both sides of the battlefield also wept and bargained!

I didn't expect that the enemy who had been on a par with me before was so lazy. Xu Hongsan, Wu Liangmou, Ran Zaicheng and other generals turned their heads to Zhu Bayi, expecting their own governors to make a decision.

"No money?" It was also the first time that Zhu Eighty-one had encountered someone bargaining with him on this kind of thing, he was stunned and smiled dumbly, "If you don't have money, you can use the weapons in your hands and the armor on your body to offset the debt." Throw away your armor and weapons, and you'll be redeemed for yourselves!" Hurry up, don't delay the effort! ”

"Xie Dudu!"

"Xie Du Du Hongen!" On the narrow street opposite, the remaining more than 500 Mengyuan soldiers began to take off their armor while thanking them. In the blink of an eye, one by one, they took off their only middle clothes, held their heads in both hands, and ran to the two wings of the Red Turban Army.

"Defu, take a team of 100 auxiliary soldiers, and escort them to the Municipal Bureau of Change to be locked up first!" Zhu Eighty-one shook his head lightly, and commanded helplessly.

The difference between the front and rear of the enemy army was too large, making it difficult for him to adapt for a while. I always feel like a hammer has been smashed on cotton, from head to toe, there is no place in the whole body to be comfortable.

"Yes, Dudu!" Ran Zaicheng was also very shameless about the enemy's behavior of being a prisoner and bargaining, and promised to set up an auxiliary team of 100 people to drive the captives towards the city like sheep.

"Wait, wait!" Centurion Li Qi, who had taken the lead in bargaining with Zhu Eighty-one before, refused to move, straightened his neck, and shouted at Zhu Eighty-one, "Wait a minute, villain, villain still has something to say!" ”

"Say a fart, talk a fart, give a shameless thing, how can the governor have the kung fu to listen to your verbosity!!" Ran Zaicheng was furious, holding the mop handle, and slammed it at Li Qi.

"Defu, let him speak!" Zhu Eighty-one stopped him quickly, glanced at Li Qi, who was full of mercenary spirits, and ordered with a frown, "Say it, I'll listen!" ”

"Qiyu Governor, the small, the small and my family's deputy Wanhu, are usually stationed in the military camp outside Han Xin City. When I heard the movement today, I rushed in! No, not from Huai'an City. What you destroyed just now was only the tax collector under Liu Tietou's account, and we, a garrison of 1,000 people. Huai'an City, Huai'an City is a full eight miles away from Han Xin City, and the reinforcements from the city are estimated to be still on the way at this time! ”