Chapter 363: Riding Horses and Killing the Enemy

Torch making is a specialty of Benghazi, and their extremely backward lifestyle dictates that they often need torches for lighting at night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The villagers' homes are full of wood, oil, cloth and silk, and it is not too extravagant to make torches from these objects, all they have to do is collect them.

The soldiers made hundreds of torches with their hands and feet, and each carried a few.

This time it was still the old rule, and it was still covered by dozens of clan soldiers shooting arrows, and the others approached the courtyard on horseback, using horse speed to throw torches into the courtyard, so as to reduce the risk of being hit by the firearm bow and crossbow.

It's true that they either die in battle or grow in battle, and the performance of the Benghasi tribe shows that the Anui are also quite capable of learning and improving.

This time, I was in awe of the hard bones near the front door of the house, and they did not approach from the gate.

Instead, they approached from the western wall, and with the support of a large number of feathered arrows, they galloped close to twenty paces, and then threw their torches into the courtyard.

Bright fireballs juggled one after another into the air, and Cassiti smirked in satisfaction behind him, this man would either become a roast pheasant or have to rush out, there was no second way.

The Benghazi people were preoccupied with vigilance, and they looked at the large iron gate, which was the only access to the outside of this house, and there was not one of them.

Nearly 100 horsemen pointed their bows at the gate, and after a while, there was no movement inside, but the Benghazi people's arms were sore.

Cassiti snapped his mouth, this Ganming man could really bear it, and let them grill it in for a while.

He ordered the clan guards to let go of their bowstrings, and only put their arrows on their bows and aimed them at the gate.

Tea Kung Fu. The Benghazi man's arm was numb. There was still no movement in the courtyard. At this time, they also noticed that something was wrong, there were no large flames and thick smoke coming out of the courtyard, only sporadic smoke appeared, which did not look like a fire at all.

Benghazi people are really confused, and they certainly can't give up.

If you don't use a fire attack, Fang Cai's attack shows that there are too many people who have been damaged, and it is difficult to imagine that these people have lost almost everything. to be able to enter the hospital, it is too much to lose.

Cassiti regretted it very much at this time, so he didn't let the hundreds of clan soldiers leave, otherwise this courtyard would have been besieged on all sides and would have been taken down long ago.

What to do, and then set fire, under the cover of riding a bow, the torches of the flowing water family were thrown in, hundreds of torches were empty, and the throwing clan soldiers were tired enough.

It's also a lot of hard work. Every time I used up all my strength, after a few times. The numbness and pain in my arm really can't last.

This time, the smoke inside was a little bigger, but that was the beginning, and soon it was gone, but the children inside were crying louder, and then, no more, there was no flame, no smoke.

The Benghazi people were dumbfounded this time, what should they do, they broke into the Ming realm and tossed for more than half a day, they were tired enough to cross the mountains and mountains for half a month, and now they have attacked for more than half a day, they are really tired.

Cassiti reluctantly asked the clan soldiers to collect food, eating is the top priority now, and the Ming people in the courtyard will wait for it, anyway, they can't escape from this big courtyard.

Cassiti was in an unknown number of Akito in the compound, and he did not dare to venture into a courtyard to rest, but in the threshing floor, where they could see the roof.

Casiti didn't send someone to guard in front of the courtyard gate, he just wanted to give the Ming people the illusion of relaxation, as for the Ming people to rush out and break through, hehe, it's good to rush out, just leave the hateful turtle shell, and be able to run through the war horse in the wilderness.

Although their horses have shorter legs and slower legs, they are not capable of running on human legs.

As for the ingredients for the stomach, there are really not too many ingredients in the village, and there are too many chickens, ducks, geese and dogs left by the villagers, so they quickly caught a lot and began to make fires to cook.

Cassiti and a dozen or so guards sat on the threshing floor tiredly to rest, too tired, not a day or two, but more than ten days of mental tension and physical fatigue, today broke into the realm of the Ming people, relaxed a lot, and all the fatigue came up.

Cassiti removed his iron armor and rested on a stack of wood and squinted his eyes.

Lu Mingde watched the situation on the threshing floor from afar, watching the Anui people busy comings and goings, and the ironclad leader actually lay down to rest.

Lu Mingde, who watched it, was itching in his heart, and there was no one in his eyes, why don't you ****?

He looked back in the direction of the stables in the courtyard, where the door was covered with a soaked quilt with blackened marks, which were blackened by torches, but could not be burned through.

All the houses in the courtyard are covered with soaked quilts with nails in the direction of the courtyard, and it seems that it is really every look, what color and size there are, all brought by each family, just like patches of different sizes pasted on the face, how ugly and ugly it is, but if you set it on fire, the villagers only need to wear soaked quilts to prevent arrows and extinguish the torches.

This is also the reason why Cassiti is puzzled, how the torch can light the soaked quilt.

The outside of this courtyard is a concrete wall, which cannot be burned, and the top is tiled, and the inside is wrapped in soaked quilts, which are almost the same as igniting with fire oil.

Lu Mingde was very satisfied with his wife's eagerness, which was all nailed by her command of the male and female villagers in a hurry, needless to say, the role is here.

Lao Hu followed the ladder to the top of the gate,

"Master, they rested in the threshing floor like this, and the horse road in the house was not blocked, and no one was sent to keep an eye on it. What a chance, sir. ā€

Lao Hu's eyes flashed with a thief's light, and he was beating with joy.

Lu Mingde's heart moved, he carefully observed all the situations around him, gritted his teeth, and did it.

Lu Mingde only judged that there were hundreds of Anui people, and only then more than 100 people attacked, and he estimated that the others had gone to the nearby villages to loot, but if they turned back, the dozens of people who could go into battle in this courtyard could not stop the full siege on three sides, and finally they were defeated.

Instead of dying in humiliation, it is better to rush out and die in a vigorous battle.

Lu Mingde came to the courtyard with several family generals, and at this time many villagers came out of more than a dozen houses, collecting torches and arrows to clean up the courtyard.

At this time, the Anui attack stopped, and the villagers in the courtyard laughed.

Lu Mingde did not express his judgment, and there was no need to say it at this time.

"Master, let's retreat." Mrs. Lu greeted her and asked with concern, and Lu Ping, who was also wearing leather armor on the side, also looked at him.

"No, make food and rest in the threshing floor, and I guess I will come to continue the attack after eating in a while." Lu Mingde said, "Therefore, sir, I am going to raid him for a while. ā€

"Master, this is too dangerous, if you stay in the courtyard, they won't be able to attack it." Mrs. Lu changed color when she heard this, and objected.

"Yes, Daddy, let's give birth in the courtyard." Lu Ping was also concerned.

"Madam, sir, I want to do the same, but in the morning I saw hundreds of soldiers killed, and now there are only more than 100 people, and the others estimate that the nearby villages have been burned and killed, and when they turn around, they will besiege this courtyard on three sides. Lu Mingde sighed and didn't say much, but the meaning was obvious, and he couldn't hold on to it at all.

As the wife of a Liaodong general, Mrs. Lu knew a thing or two about the battle array, and knew that if hundreds of people besieged it from three sides, there were only a few dozen people guarding this courtyard on one side, and it would be impossible to defend it.

Lu Mingde called the villagers together to explain a few words, and if they didn't come back, they would have to defend the compound.

Lao Hu had already opened the stables and pulled out more than a dozen war horses, these horses went out for a walk every day, although they were past their peak, but the short sprint was still no problem.

Lu Mingde and ten generals got on the war horse together, they were all in iron armor and holding big guns and big knives, majestic and murderous.

Lu Mingde looked at Mrs. Lu and Lu Ping on the horse, "Ping'er, the Yi people are attacking, remember to protect your mother." ā€

Lu Ping put on a childish little face and respectfully saluted.

Lu Mingde put down his armor and didn't let his wife see his moist eyes.

Many male and female villagers knelt on the side to see the village chief, knowing that Lu Mingde and others also rushed out to fight for their lives.

The bracket behind the large iron gate was carefully removed by the villagers, and the gate opened quietly, and there were no living creatures outside except for the corpses of a dozen Anui people.

Lao Hu urged the war horse to walk in the head, and the people behind urged the horse to follow, and at the beginning they did not speed up the horse, so that the sound of the horse's hooves was quieter, and the Anui people tried to find it later.

The group trotted along the road where the horses were walked every day.

After turning a few unmanned corners, I came to the only long street in the village, and saw more than a dozen Anui people walking down the street with their hands full of hands, walking towards the threshing floor.

Seeing this line of more than a dozen knights, they were in a mess, threw the chickens and ducks in their hands aside, and took out their weapons.

The old Hu at the front roared, kicked the horse's belly, picked up his big knife and rushed towards these Anuyi.

Lu Mingde also kicked the horse's belly, raised the horse's speed, and brandished the horse chopping knife to rush into battle.

More than ten people were slashed and killed on the spot by a group of people, almost not blocking everyone's trip, after all, there were no long weapons in hand in a hurry, and the cavalry who dismounted was not even as good as the infantry army.

Eleven war horses galloped like lightning and drove straight to the threshing floor at the end of the long street, Lu Mingde's blood was boiling, as if he had returned to the past in Liaozhen's eventful years, galloping and slashing Yidi, what a happy one.

At the head of the threshing floor, there were more than ten Benghazi soldiers guarding them, and they were not on horseback, and they did not blame them for being careless, they did not expect that there were Ming all-armored cavalry in this inconspicuous village.

Lu Mingde galloped in and out, and an Anui man stabbed in front of the horse, Lu Mingde turned around, and the tip of the gun slashed the heart goggles and made a screeching sound.

Lu Mingde used the speed of his horse to swing the broadsword and lightly knocked the Anui out of the air, and the flesh and blood were splashed.

Lu Mingde rushed forward with a wild smile, satisfied with his performance, he had not thrown away his skills for many years, and he was a special man. (To be continued.) )

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