[Collection is like speculating on stocks, the ups and downs are really distressing, please ask the lord to copy the bottom quickly, and throw it away after it is put on the shelf. 】

At dawn the next day, the whole Mayan Village was in full swing.

In front of the square of the village owner's mansion, there were people standing, and the villagers had tears in their eyes, shuttling among the energetic young people in the middle, looking for their relatives.

They don't want their children, husbands, and fathers to go to war, but their fate is not up to them. In order to survive, they had to send their relatives to the battlefield.

However, although these villagers were reluctant, no one complained about Fan Jinyan, the owner of the new village.

Since he arrived, the villagers have lived much better than before, at least they will not go hungry anymore. Now I am mobilizing everyone to plant sweet potatoes, saying that the taste is not very good, but the victory is high yield.

When the stomach is not full, who will mean whether it is good or not.

In the middle of the square stood more than eighty young people in high spirits with grim expressions. Among them, more than forty men wearing black leather armor and with light straight knives hanging from their waists looked stronger and exuded a hint of murderous aura. They are the old men of Fan Jinyan Fangshan, and they are also the only trump card he can show his hand.

In comparison, the more than forty people on the other side are much inferior. Although they tried hard to keep their chests tall, they still looked a little immature. As for the murderous aura, it is an aura that can only be produced after experiencing life and death and the baptism of blood.

They had no straight knives or leather armor, and were still dressed in sackcloth, but each of them had a large knife with a wide back in his hand, and a bag of wooden javelins weighing more than two feet on his back.

In this expedition, except for Wang Xu, who continued to be in charge of the management of the cottage, the rest of the people were all dispatched.

Yang Zi was still responsible for leading the Fangshan veterans, and the recruits were led by Tang Fei, who were mainly responsible for observing and seeing the blood.

Fan Jinyan looked at the young faces below, and couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion, these are my soldiers! Lao Tzu finally didn't have to run away this time, he could take the initiative to attack and fight a battle in a dignified manner.

Is a sneak attack also considered an active attack?

Is it also considered dignified?

Of course, in Fan Jinyan's eyes, Lao Tzu is called taking the initiative, what's wrong?

The reason why Sidingzhai is called Siding is because it is surrounded by four mountain peaks in the middle. As for why it is not called the Four Mountains and the Four Peaks, but the name of the Four Peaks, there is no way to know.

Ma Yan Village is only half a day's journey away from Siding Village, and in the afternoon, Fan Jinyan and his party have already stood on the top of the mountain in the north.

As far as the eye can see, Siding Village is built on the side of a small stream in the middle of the small basin, and the village is not large, with only a dozen low wooden houses in it. The houses of the other villagers are scattered around the village, presumably to facilitate the cultivation of crops.

At this time, the small village was crowded with people, and judging from the banners they were waving, the people from the other villages should have arrived.

Across the stream from the stockade, there is a simple wooden enclosure with dozens of gray-and-white tents set up in it, but there are not many people.

Presumably, this is the bandit striker in charge of finding the way and setting up camp.

Suddenly, Fan Jinyan turned around and asked Tang Fei, "Why didn't we play the flag?" ”

"Ugh." Tang Fei was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "The previous banner was set by the ancestors of the Huang family, you can't use the previous one after you come!" You didn't say it, and I forgot about it. ”

"Oh." Fan Jinyan asked casually, but he didn't care, but arranged the next task, "The striker is not in a hurry to attack, he should be waiting for the arrival of the large army, and then send a few people to find out the news and see how many bandits are coming." ”

After speaking, he suddenly smiled and said, "We don't seem to have to hide!" Just set up the camp in the back mountain, which is also convenient for observation. ”

After saying that, everyone else laughed.

It's a unique location, you can see from above, but you can't see from below, unless you're cooking on a fire at the top of a mountain, or you're singing a big flag when you have nothing to do. Otherwise, you won't be able to find anyone on the top of the mountain.

It is also convenient to sneak attack, as long as you go around the top of the mountain to the other side, you can directly copy the back road of the bandits.

……

As the sun set, the sky gradually darkened, and the person who went to find out the news also returned, "The owner of the village, the little one has already heard the movement of the bandits, and they will be able to get here tomorrow morning." ”

"How many people came?" Fan Jinyan is most concerned about the number of people, which directly determines his next combat strategy.

The spy continued: "There are about five or six hundred people, and the equipment is not very good, and there are dozens of people who even have knives and fire sticks in their hands......"

Before he finished speaking, Fan Jinyan interrupted.

"Burning sticks?" Fan Jinyan was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of surprise, that was a burning stick! It's clearly a firebolt! I didn't expect that the guys in Shannan had such a rich family background, and they even had thermal weapons.

The firecracker, the standard weapon of the Ming army, has always been resisted by soldiers because of the problem of poor quality. But this does not mean that its power is not good, as long as it is used well, the original Ming Dynasty will not die so quickly. The Han Chinese would not have been enslaved by the Manchus for nearly three hundred years.

The reason why the quality of the firearm is not up to par Fan Jinyan has learned it before is mainly because of the social status of the craftsman's household, the imperial court is greedy for ink, not only in arrears, but also less for the craftsmen's salaries, and even the materials used to make weapons are shoddy, the craftsmen are passive and sabotage, and the supervision is not strict. It is the reason why the failure rate is so high when the weapon is formed.

However, this also gave Fan Jinyan the idea of building a firecracker, he can't do it, he played with guns in his previous life, and he can still put forward some opinions.

Because the enemy has powerful weapons, Fan Jinyan has to cancel all the originally planned plans and wait until tomorrow to see the actual situation.

……

In the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, it was already cool, the sun was a little late, and the whole mountainous area was shrouded in a diffuse white mist.

It wasn't until noon that the fog gradually disappeared, and the bandit camp opposite Sidingzhai was already crowded, so it could be seen that it had already come in the morning.

The bandits seemed to be unable to wait, and after lunch, a group of bandits carrying bamboo ladders walked across knee-high streams and formed in front of the stockade.

And sent someone to shout.

The people on the mountain can't hear the content of the shouting below, but they can guess the general content, which is nothing more than to surrender in the four top villages, and if they don't surrender, they will be killed and nothing will be left.

In response to the bandits, there was a rain of arrows.

If the soft one doesn't work, it can only come to the hard one.

A group of dozens of thieves with burning sticks on their shoulders came to the front of the stockade, stood in a row, and half-knelt to fill it with gunpowder.

No one in the stockade looked at the people below curiously, and the archers forgot that these people were within range.

After loading the ammunition, the bandits stood up one after another, lit the letters, raised the muzzles of their guns slightly, and aimed them at the people watching the bustle on the wall.

A seemingly strange scene appeared, what were they doing with burning sticks? Is this thing used to siege the city?

Without letting the people on the wall wait long, a flash of fire suddenly appeared from nearly a hundred burning sticks.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

After a loud bang, the thieves with firearms were enveloped in gray-black smoke that emitted a pungent smell.

On the contrary, there was also a faint sound of 'poof, poof, poof' after being shot into the flesh, and the sound of crackling on the wooden stake.

"Ahh

Screams, wails, loud and loud.

The bandits couldn't see their results clearly, but Fan Jinyan saw it really, just one shot, at least dozens of people were shot and fell, which shows that the lethality of the firearm is still very strong.