Arrows rained down, many living lives turned into a dead corpse in the chaotic arrows, Zhang Ru looked at everything coldly, and methodically commanded his men to counterattack.

The siege of thousands of people, even if it is head-on, these two hundred brocade guards can kill most of them. The reason why he chose to fight back passively was because Zhang Ru was reluctant to send his elite to death, even one.

Huang Tu's death has already made him very heartbroken, and he can't bear even one more death.

If it weren't for the fact that Huang Tu had already been killed, he might have chosen a relatively mild method to deal with the maritime merchants led by Guo Hansheng.

A few of the people guarding the door below were happy, and the tragic scene of white knives entering and red knives coming out made two or three people vomit on the spot. Luckily, there were two older catchers who were quick to catch their eyes, otherwise those people would have rushed in.

After spitting up, the eyes of those catchers were full of excitement, and the embroidered spring knives they were wielding became lighter, and it was only two pillars of incense, and there were more than a dozen corpses at the door.

The people outside finally reacted, and except for the sailors who were killed by the random arrows, everyone else basically had a torch in their hands.

When things came to this point, Guo Min didn't plan to take the mouth alive, and with an order, all the torches were lit, and the torches and rain pockets, which were more terrifying than the rain of arrows, were thrown at the post station.

The inn, which was entirely made of wood, could not withstand the smoke and flames, and some of the torches thrown upstairs were extinguished in time, but the torches that burned the pillars on the periphery could not be extinguished by the people inside.

Zhang Ru and the Jinyi guards in the post station were in a dilemma.

When people went out to put out the fire, the crude bows and arrows in the hands of those sailors were not very lethal, but they were not ornaments. One arrow can't kill someone, but ten, a hundred, can always kill someone.

If you don't go out to extinguish the fire, once the flame of the torch ignites the master and the wall, and the fire grows bigger, you can bury everyone in this station.

Guo Min looked excited: "Brothers, they all threw it at the pillar, threw one of them, and Lao Tzu gave ten taels of silver." ”

It didn't take long for the red-painted pillars to be licked black by tongues of fire, and the sailors learned a lot more than they needed to show their faces when throwing torches, and they hid behind the wall all the time. The high wall, which was originally intended for defense, has now become a cocoon for Zhang Ru and others to bind themselves.

"My lord, I'll go get the torch away." Fan Tong turned around and went down the stairs.

After arriving at the door, several happy catchers looked at him with bright eyes, and the youngest catcher pointed to the corpse on the ground and said, "Look, my lord! ”

Fan Tong squeezed out a smile, raised his hand and patted the young man's shoulder: "Good boy, good job." ”

The young man was quite complacent: "That's the soldier brought out by the adult, how can he embarrass the adult!" ”

Fan Tong suddenly said: "Are you afraid of death?" ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'm afraid!" ”

Seeing the disappointed look on Fan Tong's face, the young man immediately said: "Adult, the little one has an old mother, if the little one dies, can the court take care of my mother?" ”

"Yes!" Fan Tong's voice was small but firm.

There were already a lot of torches outside close to the pillars, and once they burned, the house collapsed, and no one could live. But he couldn't bear to let those brocade guards' brothers go to death, and the few catches in front of him were the best choice.

The young man said very happily: "As long as the court can provide for my mother's pension, death is nothing, anyway, it will be death." My lord, there is something you command. ”

Fan Tong didn't speak, and looked at the other people.

The other people were obviously not as enthusiastic as the young people, and they were all very hesitant.

They can see what is going on outside through the door, although there are fewer people outside now, and there may not be someone who will shoot you with a bow and arrow right away. But there were quite a few people throwing torches, and if one of them saw it, the next round of archers would be dispatched.

They are all old and young, and they are naturally reluctant to die.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Fan Tong said to the young man: "Come out with me, take the torch away, be careful yourself, your life is your own." ”

The young man nodded stunned, and then a spirit followed Fan Tong and walked outside.

There were seven or eight pillars surrounded by torches, and there were no less than twenty torches around each pillar, and the lower half of the pillars was completely blackened.

Fan Tong raised his hand and used the handle of the knife to remove the torch that was almost thrown on his body, and then rolled on the spot to the edge of a pillar, and he didn't care about touching it with his hand, so he kicked it directly. The torches piled up next to the pillars, which already had a small fire, flew away with the sparks.

There were no torches around the pillar, but the pillar had already been ignited, and although there was no open flame, there was green smoke.

Fan Tong stood in place and thought about it, raised his leg and kicked lightly on the pillar, and after hearing the voice, he suddenly raised his head and shouted upstairs: "Adults, go quickly!" ”

This pillar has been burned for so long, it is already a little brittle, although it will not be broken immediately, but there are seven or eight pillars that have become like this, it is really a bit dangerous.

He is not one of the craftsmen who knows how to build in the Ministry of Industry, but for the sake of Zhang Ru's safety, he thinks that Zhang Ru should be let go as soon as possible.

This turtle shell has now become a big urn besieging him, and Zhang Ru immediately made a decision after hearing Fan Tong's voice: "Wang Zhou, tell the brothers to kill them." ”

It's time for a hand-to-hand encounter, and it's not yet known who will kill the deer, but he has to fight.

When the sharp-eyed man raised his hand to throw the torch, he saw Fan Tong and the young figure of the fast catcher, and immediately picked up the bow and arrow after squatting.

A torch approaching a pillar costs ten taels of silver, and an enemy's head has a hundred taels of silver, and they are willing to do it, even if they ask these poor sailors to pin their heads to their belts.

The sailor was selfish, because there were only two people outside the inn, and he didn't want others to steal business from him.

It is precisely because of his selfishness that Zhang Ru and the brocade guards inside have a little more hope of survival. When the sailor climbed up again, put his feet in the hole in the wall, drew his longbow and prepared to shoot arrows, he was greeted by thirty or forty light crossbows and hundreds of demons with bright knives.

"Ahh

The sailor didn't even shoot the arrows in his hand, and he had a dozen short arrows on his body.

"It's not good, Brother Hai, they rushed out." The people around him shouted.

About three hours have passed since the siege began, but now nearly a thousand people have died on his side, and none of the people on the other side have died.

thought of using fire to attack the people in the post station, but Guo Hai never dreamed that the other party would dare to rush out with only two hundred people.

After a stunned effort, the sound of shouting and killing had already sounded in his ears, and those brocade guards who rushed out rushed into the group of sailors very quickly, and with a flick of their wrists, the embroidered spring knife brought up a string of blood flowers.

Zhang Ru took the lead, and with his backhand, he smashed the two sailors who blocked the way to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the besieging sailors fell nearly two hundred people.

Guo Hai's eyes were split, and he shouted angrily: "Brothers, kill them." ”

After hearing Guo Hai, the leader, shout, the sailors picked up the weapons in their hands to resist.

Three or five piles, after surrounding a person, it is a random fight without any rules, the so-called two fists are difficult to defeat four hands, although the people of Jinyi Wei are the elite of the elite, facing several times the enemy of their own, but they are also stretched.

Those who are holding bricks and sticks are not to be afraid, these people have all been trained with Zhang Ru in Xishan, and after the days of the Xishan training camp have passed, they have not lost their daily training.

On the contrary, those who carried sharp iron tools such as pendants became the nightmare of Jinyiwei.

As soon as a hundred households cut down a sailor, they felt a pain in their back, and before they could turn back, they turned their heads on the head. In a drowsy state, he raised his hand and slashed at his side, and the sharp embroidered spring knife was embedded in the neck of a sailor. He pulled it out with all his might, but before the embroidered spring knife could be pulled out of the unfortunate sailor's neck, a steel fork pierced his chest very simply.

Seeing their brother fall, Wang Zhou and Fan Tong were like crazy demons, dancing wildly with embroidered spring knives in their hands, and their severed limbs flew into the sky.

Zhang Ru is even more like a hell demon god, his two blood-red eyes are staring ahead, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand is so that the water can't splash in.

One by one, the brocade guards fell, and Zhang Ru desperately rushed towards Guo Hai's location.

"Cover Lord Hou!" Wang Zhougang gritted his teeth and led the four brocade guards to cover behind Zhang Ru in a triangular formation.

For today's plan, it is impossible to use these 200 brocade guards to break the encirclement of more than 1,000 people, and only by taking down Guo Hai and letting those people throw into the trap can their own subordinates escape with their lives.

Guo Hai didn't notice that someone was killing behind him, and he turned his back to Zhang Ru and triumphantly reprimanded the two timid subordinates. In his opinion, more than 1,000 people took down these 200 people, it was a sure thing, and there was no need to worry about it at all.

As for whether the death of so many people will cause inconvenience to the future shipping, it is not a question for him to consider.

As long as Uncle Guo Han is alive, no matter how many sailors die it is, it is worth it.

"I tell you, after taking the imperial court, this Fuzhou city will be your eldest brother in the future, and I have the final say. When we have the opportunity in the future, we will also get two sea boats, so that we don't have to look at other people's faces in the future. Guo Hai said with a smile.

But what he was waiting for was not the compliments of his subordinates, but two panicked faces.

He quickly turned back and was met with a bloody knife.

"Ahh

A scream was completely strangled in his throat, and the sharp embroidered spring knife cut Guo Hai's head in half, the white brain slurry mixed with blood flowed to the ground, and half of the head hung down on his neck.

"Help!" The two sailors, who had been excited just a moment ago, were so frightened that they crawled backwards.