Chapter 68: Autumn Dew (Part II)

Unexpectedly, the rescued object turned into an enemy in a blink of an eye, and the Miao soldiers and guards under Yang Xiong couldn't believe their eyes for a while. However, the bell dwarf did not hesitate, picked up the sixty-pound iron thistle bone from the pool of blood again, strode forward, and saw one smashing the other, "Poof! "Poof!" Poof" Suddenly, the red light was shining. Anyone who stood in his way had all broken their tendons and fractured their bones.

"Fight the wrongdoer, fight the wrongdoer!" Behind Zhong Xiaozi were more than 300 mountain people armed with weapons of various lengths and shorts. Everyone has a yellow satin wrapped around their right arm, and if they encounter anyone who does not have a mark on their arm, they will step forward and cut it down.

In their hearts, they have never had any concept of the court, and they don't care who is the commander of the army. The only thing they recognize is their own toast. For thousands of years, it has always been the case that Lord Tusi said that whoever he would beat, everyone would follow him, and he didn't bother to ask about the rights and wrongs.

Even if I wanted to ask, I couldn't understand it. Before the Red Turban Rebellion, the Mongol court and local officials treated the mountain people ten times more harshly than the southerners under their rule. The southerners in Mongolia Daru have red eyes, at least they can pay grain and taxes. However, the mountain people refused to pay taxes to the government, and second, they refused to endure humiliation and burdens, and they often joined forces to cause rebellion. Of course, the old men of Daru Huachi will not care about their life or death, whenever the situation is turbulent, there has always been only one way to treat them, kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill! When only the dead and the old, the sick and the sick were left in the mountains, the place was naturally quiet. And now, you Mongolian Daru Huachi Master has no choice but to take the red turban thief, but let the mountain people who were once killed by you are full of corpses to extinguish the fire for you, which is cheap and too easy to earn.

So it doesn't matter who the mountain people fight against! Zhong Tusi drank chicken blood wine with Yang Wanzhi yesterday, and everyone helped Zhong Tusi and Yang Wanzhi to kill the red turban thief. Tonight, Zhong Tusi suddenly changed his words and said that Yang Wanzhi was the enemy of the entire village, and everyone followed Zhong Tusi to "fight the enemy". Anyway, whoever is beaten is beaten, and after stripping off their clothes, the dead people actually look similar!

With similar thoughts, the mountain people followed behind their own Tusi Zhong Dwarf, attacked and chopped the former robe, and in the blink of an eye, they cut down more than half of the two hundred personal soldiers led by Yang Xiong. The other half of the remaining wolves were leaderless, screamed, turned around and fled.

"Fight against the enemy, Lord Lu promised to settle it on the spot, ten times per person!" Zhong Demo raised the Iron Tribulus Bone Duoer high and shouted loudly.

Ten times Huaiyang copper coins are enough for the brothers to move out of the mountains with their families and change to another way of living! The mountain people are unwilling to go to the flat land to beg for a living, not because they are naturally lazy, but because they simply do not have the capital to go to the flat land to settle down.

And after this battle, the capital is immediately there. Not only the mountain people under Zhong Tusi's command have it, but Zhong Tusi himself can also live happily for a lifetime.

The road director of the Huai'an Military Intelligence Department was generous, and he gave 50,000 yuan for the deposit alone. Even if the other half is not honored later, after rewarding each of his subordinates with ten times, Zhong Xiaozi himself will be able to pocket 45,000!

There is a way, under the heavy reward, there will be a brave man. In the past few years, the mountain people have followed Yang Wanzhi and plundered everywhere, but in the end, most of the income was confiscated, but not much actually fell into their own hands. And tonight, Zhong Xiaozi promised a reward of ten yuan in public, which immediately boosted the morale of the people. Wielding iron swords, axes, and scimitars, he lunges forward, smashing all obstacles in his path into meatloaf.

And the second wave of 400 yaks rushed over, and they were first rushed by their own rebels in the black light. Before they could stabilize their formation, they saw Zhong Xiaozi, one of the best generals in the army, rushing towards them with hundreds of accomplices. For a while, where can you resist? was killed so that the man turned on his back and ran away with his head in his arms.

"Stick to the Chinese army and respond to all changes with the same. After dawn, the thief defeated himself! "Seeing that the surrounding mountains are all chaotic into a pot of porridge, but there are many people on Ziyun Hill, and it is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. Yang Wanzhi hired a military advisor with a heavy gift, and the old Confucian Zhang Yu jumped up and reminded him hoarsely.

This trick must be said to be the right medicine. The mountain road is steep, whether it is the mountain people themselves who are causing the rebellion, or the Huai'an army that sneaks up, their number cannot be too much. Therefore, the best tactic is to "drag" the word "drag" and stubbornly defend the Chinese army, so that the "chaotic soldiers" cannot continue to expand the chaos. And as soon as the sky is light, the enemy and the enemy will immediately be clearly distinguished. At that time, with tens of thousands of veterans of the Miao army, how could they not help the other party with only a few thousand people?!

"Blow the horn and send an order to Feng An, Xiliang, and Qin Wuyun, so that the three of them will quickly move closer to me with their soldiers and horses!" Yang Wanzhi has always relied on the old Confucian Zhang Yu, and in a panic, he immediately put this person's proposal into practice. "Blow the horn and speed up the nearby hills! Blow the horn and let Yang notify, Yang Tongtai quickly returned to escort him. Blow the trumpet, sue the other departments, strictly guard the camp, and do not act rashly! ”

A series of orders were passed down, and immediately turned into a burst of muffled horn sounds, "Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo woo"

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo woo"

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo, woo woo"

The noise makes people's hearts want to jump out of their throats, and the stomach, intestines, liver, and lungs in the abdomen keep tumbling.

And the Miao soldiers of the various departments, who were at a loss, quickly found the backbone. Led by twine, small gongs and leaders, they stabilized the team and alleviated the chaos.

After all, it was a veteran team with a lot of combat experience, and when the boss took the right measures, order began to restore very quickly. Some bold and careful little gongs also took the initiative to send henchmen to forcibly pull the rout soldiers who were relatively close to them into their own ranks. If you encounter someone who refuses to obey orders, you will kill them with a knife to prevent them from spreading fear and confusion.

With their concerted efforts, Zhong Xiaozi's offensive was quickly contained. More than 300 clansmen were fighting under the stimulus of heavy rewards, but there were more and more Miao troops around, more and more, and they were faintly about to form an encirclement.

At this moment, a few sparks suddenly jumped in the darkness. Immediately after, Mars leaped into the air, pulling out several brilliant arcs. Hundreds of iron lumps dragging arcs fell from mid-air and smashed the heads of the Miao army!

Then it exploded, sending countless pieces of severed limbs into the sky.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

It's not artillery, but the power after the explosion is no less than that of artillery. Su Shi, a thousand households of the Miao army who was leading his troops to block Zhong Xiaozi's way, only felt a string of muffled thunder rolling under his feet, and the brothers around him fell neatly like sorghum smashed by hail. Immediately, he saw a scarlet battle banner appear in the flames of death.

Under the flag, a general wearing a stainless steel shoulder waved his hand forward, and there were hundreds of bright arcs.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Thunder rolls, flesh flies, and is torn apart in front of it!

Note: After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours in a row, I was half tired to death. So I'll update these tonight. I'll do it tomorrow