"Chuandong?" Chen Xianda raised his eyebrows, and repeated to himself in a low voice as if chewing in his mouth: "Chuandong? ”

Cui Zhouping said softly: "It's too far away, I really can't see people clearly." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 But I looked, there was only one person at the top of the wall, and then it seemed that a second person went up. ”

"What does Cui Wenwen mean is that there is something hidden in this village? Or is it that there is someone instigated by the Miao people here? But it doesn't have to be a first-class Yiren? Chen Xianda tightened his brows, he thoughtfully groped for the rough feel of the shark skin on the handle of the knife - this is still the knife given by his son-in-law Li Yongzhong, who was almost snatched by the mountain bandits, - squinted his eyes for a moment, "Since someone is making trouble, then you have to find out!" Let's see who dares to make trouble in front of the old man! ”

Although Chen Xianda's words were full, he was extremely cautious when he started, not only transferred all the archers over, but also gathered the brave men under the hundreds of households together, all of whom wore three or two layers of armor, he arranged it properly, hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and asked Chen Mingjiang to call Li Yongzhong.

Li Yongzhong came quickly. Although the guards were not camped with the Ming army, they still picked a place to take care of each other to rest, and Chen Mingjiang's half-pillar of incense was useless, so he brought Li Yongzhong over. Chen Xianda didn't avoid him, and when his son-in-law saluted him, he asked bluntly: "Zhong Guan'er, when you come out this time, can the guards bring firearms?" For fear that Li Yongzhong would misunderstand, he also specially explained to him: "This time is different from weekdays, the barbarians are in the stockade on the mountain, it is really difficult to fight, I didn't bring firearms with me when I went out of the camp this time, although I transferred the archers to go up, but Zhong Guan'er also knew that this shot from the bottom to the top, and if you can't shoot a few arrows, your arms will be soft, and when they stop for a while, let the firecrackers pick it up and cover the sons and daughters to rush up!" Chen Xianda said fiercely: "This time the old man must go down with a bang!" ”

"Since it's my father-in-law, there's nothing to say. The son-in-law now has a total of sixty people in his hands, all of whom have firearms. Li Yongzhong responded happily, and what he said made Chen Xianda and Chen Mingjiang startled! Both of them are old soldiers, not to mention sixty, even six hundred firearms have also been seen, but that is in the army, like Li Yongzhong, there are sixty people with the luxury of sixty firearms, such a full range of firearms, only the vehicle and artillery battalion of the Liaodong Border Army can do this!

Because the battle was imminent, Chen Xianda didn't say anything more to Li Yongzhong, but only instructed him: "There are no eyes on the battlefield, you are not allowed to go to the front for a while, just stay behind!" After speaking, he left in a hurry, but left Chen Mingjiang behind, and instructed him: "Your brother-in-law is very bold, if he wants to move around for a while, allow him, if you want to move forward, you give me a good look at him!" ”

Chen Mingjiang obeyed the order, and stood behind Li Yongzhong, like a follower who did not leave for half a step. Let's not mention how Li Yongzhong couldn't cry or laugh, but Chen Xianda, he stood in front of the snare drum, let out a long breath, took off his helmet and threw it to the soldiers on the side, took the drumstick in his hand, and used force in his hand, first slowly and then urgently, and beat the cowhide drum with "dong dong dong"!

The drums sounded, and three extremely enthusiastic shouts erupted in the originally silent Ming army column: "Wan Sheng!" Wansheng! Wansheng! The soldiers who were ordered to attack marched out of the array in order, forming small battle formations under the leadership of their respective sentry commanders, while the archers gathered in three horizontal rows that stood in a zigzag and not too straight, and drew arrows from their quivers and plunged them into the dirt at their feet, and the battle was about to break out, and an unknown string in the air tauted, and the drums became more and more urgent, and the soldiers who were usually silent, or slippery, or brave, or cowardly, burst out from their chests with a heart-rending cry: "Victory!" ”

After the first temptation, the Ming army wasted no time and immediately threw in troops, and the battle began.

The soldiers did not waste their physical strength and began to run half a mile away from the wall, but first walked around like ordinary people, and when they were one hundred and fifty feet away, the soldiers accelerated their speed, and some anxious people wanted to take a big stride, but they were held down by the leading sentry commanders, and so they walked another two hundred feet, and there were already sporadic bamboo arrows shooting down on the wall, but the strength was too weak, and the soldiers only bowed their heads slightly, and pulled down their helmets slightly to protect their faces; At the last three hundred feet, the soldiers suddenly increased their speed, and everyone began to run desperately, and at this time, the arrows that had been scattered suddenly became dense, and the soldiers knew that if they stopped at this time, they would die! And with just one breath, a few unlucky soldiers immediately fell to the ground!

The archers who were advancing behind the infantry stopped early three hundred feet away, and the officer with a small red flag on his helmet walked out, he squinted and looked at it for a long time, and only when the arrows on the wall rained down did he open his bow and take the arrows, raised his arm and wandered for a moment, as if he had found the right angle, and the fingers that had pulled the bowstring to the limit were immediately released, and the sharp three-edged arrows were immediately thrown towards the Miao people on the wall!

Taking this as a signal, the archers in three horizontal rows immediately raised their horn bows in their hands, but instead of shooting at the same time in three rows, they started from the first row and fired in turn, and the arrows rained continuously. Bursts of screams immediately sounded on the wall, and there was a cheer among the soldiers who were running, and there was a fast foot, who had already pounced on the bottom of the mountain, and was about to climb towards the wall!

At this life-and-death juncture of the cottage, the Miao people couldn't care anymore, under the desperate urging of the leader, the young and strong people on the **** upper body worked together to dump the stone the size of an adult's head down, and the young woman heated the boiling water and poured it down from the wall!

Only a moment of the scene, more and more Ming troops have rushed to the hill under the wall, the terrain here is cramped, one side is empty, under the rolling wood and stones, there is no way to hide, the hot boiling water poured down, but also the soldiers are scalded screaming again and again, several soldiers who were splashed by the water just closed their eyes and ran around, and they fell down the mountain without agreeing!

Chen Xianda's eyes were almost dripping with blood, Fang Qian's attack was smooth, Rao was his usual calmness, and he was also happy! Not to mention the hundreds of officials on the side, everyone is looking forward to this damn and difficult village to beg for mercy and admit defeat soon, but it is so difficult to deal with! Almost all of the officials of the hundred households had someone in front of them, watching the soldiers they had trained with their own hands being stoned to death, and even worse, falling directly down the cliff, everyone gritted their teeth with hatred, and said that they would slaughter this village!

Feng Baoqun had broken people before, but now he is even more uncomfortable and depressed than others! He was so uncomfortable that he jumped to his feet and asked, "Why did the archers stop!?" Shoot the fuck! Shoot those brutes to death! The others hurriedly grabbed him, sighed and said to him: "The archers just came to report, they don't dare to shoot anymore now, the two sides are one high and one low, for fear of shooting their own people, so they can only let a few good archery shooters one by one, but they have shot a lot of arrows before, and now they are so tired that they can't lift their arms." ”

When Chen Xianda heard this, he immediately turned his head and roared back: "Zhong Guan'er! Bring your people up! ”

Lee Yong-chung is nearby. He saw the Ming army's attack from beginning to end. In all fairness, the hundreds of men and horses in the hands of his father-in-law Chen Xianda can indeed be called a number of strong soldiers in the southwest, they are not chaotic in battle, dare to fight and dare to rush, and the rhythm of the officers who lead the team is also well mastered.

Hearing Chen Xianda call him, Li Yongzhong was excited for no reason, he took a deep breath, clenched the hand hidden in his sleeve into a fist, glanced at the guards who had been waiting in line, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen it, the battle ahead is miserable, Chen Qianhu wants to ask us to help, this is my Li Yongzhong's father-in-law, just like my father, they are all a family, don't spare your strength, let go and fight!" Let me also see what kind of goods are boiled out of countless money and food, and countless sweat offerings! He didn't say much more, and the hard Bangbang threw down a sentence: "Kill those who retreat!" Kill the Rebels! Kill the Troublemaker! Marauders kill! Cao Jinliang, take someone with you! ”

Cao Jinliang's face did not have half of the usual lazy look, only a look as cold and hard as ice and steel. He glanced at Li Yongzhong fixedly, clenched his fists and bowed, with only one sentence: "There is me in the battle, there is death and no life!" ”

Under the command of Cao Jinliang, the guards were also lined up in three rows like archers, but unlike the crooked queue of archers, the queue of the guards was as horizontal and vertical as a knife and axe, and they did not wear plain black folded felt hats, but wore iron helmets shaped like big hats, although the style was similar to the eight-petal iron hats of the Ming army, but it was stamped by a whole plate of round and slippery; The body is a deep half-sleeved armor, but it seems to be only cloth armor, and there is not even a nail. Everyone carried a long firebolt on their shoulders, and at first glance it was no different from a bird's gun.

The attention of the hundred household officials was attracted by this group of militia for a while, and after watching it for a while, they began to talk about it. Zhou Qian couldn't stop praising him: "What a good soldier!" There is no one to fear! Everyone is at their disposal! I really don't know how that little young master trained such a soldier! Zheng Guocai's gaze stayed on the guards' firearms, and only after listening to Zhou Qian's words did he retract his gaze, and turned his head to say to him: "Naturally, he is a good soldier, and the equipment is also good." He pointed to the round helmet on the head of a young guard, and to the chic straw sandals at his feet, and said a little sourly: "It is worthy of the minions of the salt merchants, this wear!" This magnificent! In my opinion, only the pacesetters of the military gate can win. ”

They were still discussing, the guards had finished the whole team, and then the two people at the end of each column felt a strange-looking flat leather drum from behind, without any prompting, the two people beat the leather drum in their hands almost at the same time, at first it was chaotic, and soon the six drum beats were unified together, and the guards began to stand still with the drum beat, and when the footsteps were like one person, these sixty people took a step towards the flesh and blood battlefield in front of them!