Seeing that the people of the Ming Dynasty, who had always been cowardly, dared to take the initiative to attack him, he immediately felt a sense of unprecedented humiliation in his heart.

Yes, it's humiliation. In his memory, there has always been only the incident of the Later Jin Dynasty attacking the Ming Dynasty, and he has never seen the Ming Dynasty people dare to take the initiative of the Later Jin army.

With a face full of shame, he didn't care what the two archers around him thought, raised the broadsword in his hand and rushed towards the spear array.

Seeing the Tartar swinging his teeth that had already rushed towards him, Wang Feng's hands clenched the spear even tighter.

Aiming at the position where the Tartar was rushing towards him, he raised his spear and stabbed forward.

At the same time, a roar with all his strength also came out of Wang Feng's mouth.

"The first platoon of gunners, aim at the target, immediately carry out the stab ... Kill..."

"Kill..."The seven gunmen standing beside Wang Feng let out a loud shout at the same time, and quickly stabbed the spear in the hand that emitted a cold light in the Tartar's hand.

As the most courageous samurai in the Houjin Tartars, the fighting power of the Swing Tooth Lama can definitely be described as 'tough'.

A big knife weighing dozens of pounds was like a toy in his hand, and countless knife flowers were danced, forming a tight line of defense in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the four spears that were stabbing at him in front of him were blocked by him with a large knife.

However, his good fortune ended here. There were four spears left, still stabbing at him like the wind.

Although the Tartar was wearing two layers of iron armor, he still couldn't stop the spear's full stab.

There was a crisp metal thump, and the iron heads of the four spears quickly collided with the iron armor on the Tartar's body. Then, he continued to stab into the body of the Tartar with great momentum, and stabbed four blood holes in the body of the Tartar Swing Tooth La.

"This ...... How could it be ......"

Dumbfounded, looking at the four spears that had been stabbed into his body, the Tartar shook his teeth in shock and shock.

Not only that, but at this moment, he finally understood why the eight warriors he sent were wiped out in just one pillar of incense.

It turned out that the Ming Dynasty people he was facing were not ordinary bandits and armies, but a well-trained elite.

After falling to the ground with a face full of reluctance and despair, a pair of dead eyes appeared directly on the face of the tooth swinger.

Wang Feng violently pulled out the spear inserted into the opponent's chest, and brought out a large amount of blood. Excited and uplifted, he followed and continued to command loudly.

"The first platoon of pikemen, quickly put away their guns and retreat......"

"The second row takes two steps forward, lunges forward, kills ......"

Three Houjin Tartars were stabbed to death again, and there was also a Houjin Swing Tooth Lala. Excitedly, a dozen long scrambles stabbed the wounded three Tartar soldiers gathered in the compound to death.

Soon, apart from the thick smell of blood that quickly spread across the huge courtyard, there was no living Tartar to be seen.

Wei Zheng walked into the compound and nodded with great satisfaction after seeing several Tartar corpses still bleeding on the ground.

Facing Wang Feng, who was still immersed in unprecedented excitement in front of him, he excitedly ordered: "Brother Wang, you immediately arrange for someone to go to the back to inform Brother Zhao that the battle is over, let him bring someone to the compound immediately......"

"The remaining pikemen, in groups of three, searched the entire compound at once. Protect the important grain warehouses, and by the way, see if there is any living in the yard. ”

When Zhao Yun walked into the compound with the follow-up troops and an incredible face, Wang Feng, who was in charge of the search, also rushed over from the backyard excitedly.

Before he walked in front of Wei Zheng, he shouted excitedly: "It's done, it's big, we've sent it, there's a lot of food in the backyard." ”

The reason why they risked the risk of sending troops ahead of schedule was for the sake of food. Therefore, after hearing Wang Feng's report, Wei Zheng's face was quickly covered with excitement.

replied to Wang Feng: "It just so happens that Brother Zhao is also here, let's go to see the grain together first, and see how much we have gained from our hard work." ”

When Wei Zheng walked into the granary used by the Tartars to store grain under the leadership of Wang Feng, he was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

Perhaps it was because the Tartars had not yet returned to the barracks the grain they had painstakingly collected from all over the country, and the grain hoarded here was almost the stock of all the common people and the landlords and gentry within a radius of dozens of miles in the surrounding area.

Bags of grain are stacked very neatly in the granary, and there is no end in sight.

Standing beside Wei Zheng, Zhao Yun, the oldest and most experienced, sighed: "Big boss, it seems that we have come to the right place this time." According to preliminary estimates, this granary has stockpiled at least 100,000 catties of grain. If we can transport them all back, we will have no problem eating the cottage for a year and a half? From now on, we don't need to worry about food anymore. ”

At this moment, Wang Feng, who was standing beside him with a smile on his face, spoke again: "Big boss, this is our first harvest today, and there are even more eye-catching harvests behind?" ”

After glaring at Wang Feng dissatisfiedly, Wei Zheng also showed an eager smile on his face, and said angrily: "It seems that Brother Wang is still ambushing us, so what are you doing in a daze, and you won't take us there." “

When the three of them continued to walk towards the backyard, the neighing of a war horse suddenly reached Wei Zheng's ears.

Wei Zheng's eyes lit up, and he asked excitedly at Wang Feng: "Brother Wang, are you talking about a Tartar war horse?" ”

Wang Feng nodded and replied: "The big boss is not only the war horse, but also the weapon...... In the backyard we found a total of 24 Tartar war horses and 6 crossbow horses used to pull goods. ”

"In terms of weapons, a total of three sets of iron armor and 38 sets of leather armor of the Ming army were found. In addition, there are 26 broadswords, 52 spears, 8 longbows, and 500 arrows, all of which are weapons that the Tartars snatched from the Ming army of Mushroom Yuyuan. ”

"Coupled with the armor and weapons we can still take from the Tartars, these captured weapons and equipment alone are enough for us to arm another hundred bandits..."

"In addition, we also found more than 1,500 taels of silver, 200 taels of gold, and a small box of other gold, silver, and jewelry in the Tartar barracks."

Seeing Wang Feng, who was getting more and more excited as he talked in front of him, Wei Zheng replied helplessly: "Brother Wang, although your idea is good, it can't be realized. Do not forget that even if we had these weapons, no one would equip them ...

At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly showed a mysterious smile on his face, and replied to the two: "Who said that there is no....big master, Lao Zhao, what I want to talk about next is our last harvest tonight." ”

"As we entered the last compound, we suddenly heard a voice. At that time, I thought I had encountered a Tartar, but when I went in, I found that all the people who were locked up in the backyard by the Tartars were young adults who had been captured from all over the country, more than 250 people. ”

"Not surprisingly, when the war is over, these young men will be brought back to Houjin by the Tartars and used as slaves for them."

"So many..."Wei Zheng subconsciously exclaimed.

With an anxious face, he asked Wang Feng rhetorically: "Brother Wang, there are so many people, are you sure they will all join us." After all, our identity is bandits, and once we join us, even in the territory of the Ming Dynasty, we will be attacked by the Ming army. ”

A sneer suddenly flashed at the corner of Wang Feng's mouth, and he said to Wei Zheng with a murderous expression: "Big boss, if they don't want to join us, in order to prevent our news from leaking out, we can only kill them." So, they have no choice but to join us..."

"Kill them..."Wei Zheng frowned and said to himself.

Wang Feng replied as a matter of course: "Now is not the time to pay attention to the kindness of women. If we don't kill them, after we leave, these people will reveal our news to the Houjin Tartars. When the time comes, our cottage will have to face more and more Tartars counterattacking..."

"For the safety of the remaining brothers in the cottage, we must kill those who are unwilling to go with us to prevent future troubles..."

Although Wei Zheng has accepted his identity as a bandit, Wei Zheng thinks that he can't do it when he asks a person with the idea of the future to raise a butcher's knife and slash at a group of ordinary people who have no power to restrain chickens.

Not only can't he do it, but he won't allow his subordinates to do it if he gets the news.

Out of knowledge of history, Wei Zheng was sure that once he allowed and indulged his subordinates to do so.

With the first such experience, there will be a second time...

If this goes on for a long time, it won't be long before the dozens of brothers under his command will completely degenerate into a group of evil bandits who do all kinds of evil, and there will be no possibility of doing good.

And this is obviously not the result that Wei Zheng wants.

In Wei Zheng's eyes, although these dozens of people in front of him are dressed as bandits, one day, he will train these bandits into an army. So, bandits are only a temporary identity for these people.