At first, the shouts only came from the west of Liulin Town, but it didn't take long for the roars to be heard from the south and the north. If Liu Xian had a telescope in his hand at the moment, even the most backward monocular, he would be able to clearly see the flushed faces of Li Lanjun's countless people!

Murderous and murderous.

"Kill—"

Su Yi waved the saber in his hand and slashed at Liulin Town. The army's heart was boiling, like Li Lanjun, who was burning in flames, immediately lifted the long ladder and wooden raft, and the water gushed out and rushed to Liulin Town to kill.

The rebel army is not as beautiful as the Celestial Empire literally explains. The four words of discipline and military regulations have nothing to do with the vast majority of rebels. Burn, kill, rob, and half a bandit!

It's just that the Taiping Army did this, at most they were less 'killing'. They roll people!

Liulin Town is located in the westernmost part of Chenggu County, with flat terrain, close to the Han River, close to the state capital, and the entire Chenggu County is a first-class agricultural and commercial rich land. The wealth, money, and food in it will definitely make Su Yi's family full after it is smashed.

Su Yi had already made it clear that he had let go of the big plagiarism, and all the spirit of Li Lan's soldiers naturally burst out, and a sense of fanaticism rushed straight to Liu Xian, who was standing on the top of the brick wall.

"Rebels, thugs, ......"

There was a touch of depth in his eyes, and Liu Xian was deeply stunned in his heart. Adults, I know that Dongdong in the history books has a certain political color, but Li Lanjun's shouting and shouting really broke Liu Xian's 'heart'.

So what is the difference between an insurrectionary army and a mob?

I 'slandered' the army's heart last noon, it turned out that it was not slander, but a fact!

Suddenly, Liu Xian felt no more burdened.

A team of hundreds of horses pressed the position behind, and in front of Liulin Town, seven or eight hundred Li Lanjun were all pounced. Liu Xian, who had just had a clear idea, was about to burst his eyebrows in an instant, and there was such a war? Will the opponent fight?

Liu Xian really couldn't believe that the big leader of Li Lan's army opposite, Su Yi, was so commanding his men and horses to fight.

After disbelief, Liu Xian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This leader of the Li Lanjun is at this level, compared to him, who has never really seen blood, only kills people in 'dreams' and talks about soldiers on the 'net', with the preparations he has made in the past two months, he dares to guarantee that Liulin Town will not lose this battle, and there will be no loss!

Li Lanjun's stop was about a mile away from Liulin Town, but these enthusiastic people rushed vigorously as soon as they came out of the formation, and they were either track and field athletes who had undergone strict training, or they were trapped in the long ladder wooden platoon and moved slowly, and after the initial 100-meter run, Li Lanjun's shouts also decreased. However, to Liu Xian's surprise, when Li Lanjun approached the Liulin town wall for almost 200 meters, their low morale and mental strength suddenly flourished again.

Liu Xian's face became solemn when he had just relaxed. You can't underestimate your opponent, no matter how you say it, the other party has also experienced battles and defeated tens of thousands of Qing legion training teams in a row.

On the brick wall of Liulin Town, wooden planks have been erected, all of which are arm-thick tree trunks stretched side by side. Li Lanjun had firearms, as well as some bows and arrows, all of which were 'sent' to them by the Qing army. In Shaanxi Province, Mao Zhenshou, the political envoy, was the captain of the transport brigade like an undercover agent, and he lost in Hanzhong Mansion in a row, and sent half of the county seat and a large batch of grain, grass and ordnance to Li Lanyi's army, so that Li Lanyi's army, which had just run out of Sichuan, quickly gained a firm foothold in Hanzhongfu.

The firearms of the Ganshan Qing army are absolutely unstoppable. Liu Xian didn't want to count on the wooden platoon to make contributions, these were to prevent bows and arrows.

He had to let Li Lanjun get close to the foot of the brick wall before he would return the thunderbolt.

"Bang Bang ......"

Shotguns go off. Liu Xian, who was lying behind the battlements, did not hear the screams on the wall, or even the sound of a bullet hitting a wooden row.

Raising his head and looking out, a distance of one hundred and ten steps, a hundred meters away, a hundred meters away, a stream of white gunpowder smoke was rising and drifting away with the wind.

A hundred meters away, in terms of the performance of the Qing army's shotgun, there was no danger at the head of the city. Li Lanjun's use of muskets is really a match for the incompetent Qing army in Liu Xian's impression.

But no matter how bad it was, the battle was on.

One hundred steps, ninety steps...... Fifty steps, forty steps......

More and more marbles hit the brick walls and wooden rows, and Liu Xian's ears were full of endless crackling sounds. Twenty-two years have passed since the first **war, and the second **war is over, and the method of serial fire of muskets is not a great secret to military aircraft. Although Li Lanjun's military quality can't play a series of attacks at all, it is still okay to do a series of shots in a rough way.

So the crackling sound of muskets filled Liu Xian's ears.

From time to time, he moved his head and stretched out his head to look, and Li Lanjun was getting closer and closer. Liu Xian could clearly see the faces of the rebel soldiers below, but the brick wall continued to stand still. All the fighters of the 1st Squadron were still lurking under the battlements.

No screams came from the wall. It's safe here, and shotguns can't penetrate more than a foot thick post walls. Li Lanjun didn't bring artillery with him when he arrived, and the only effect of the bullets was to knock out some big potholes on the exterior of the brick wall and pierce the holes in the wooden rows.

Four swarthy iron cannons sit quietly on the wall, this kind of iron cannon molded with the splitting cannon as a mold, with the iron mold casting method to make the iron cannon is one of the hole cards at the bottom of the pressure box of Liu Xian's department.

For every 150 catties of respect, you can eat two and a half catties of gunpowder and three catties of cannons.

Since Liu Xian entered Liulin Town, his nest in Tiejiashan has been transferred to eight artillery pieces one after another. This is all Liu Xian's belongings now.

This is not to say that Liu Xian is slow to make firearms and has no time to make more, but that the government does not allow people to make their own firearms. Although there are more regimental training with muskets and artillery, they all turn a blind eye when they go up to Xi'an City and down to the small county town. But the rules don't need to be explained, and the unspoken rules can't be broken. Liu Xian's team of 200 people, eight mountain-splitting cannons, is already strictly over-systemized, and on the bright side, these eight cannons Liu Xian only showed two.

Moreover, Chenggu is not an important iron-producing area. At present, Gansu, Shaanxi, Sichuan, and Henan are on fire everywhere, and iron is an important controlled material, and the market circulation is very small. Liu Xian just wanted to make more, and he didn't have so much iron.

"Click, click......"

The sound of wooden rafts falling to the ground. Even in the sound of muskets and shouts, Liu Xian and others on the wall could hear it clearly.

"Fifth brother, the bandits have arrived in the city." Qi Dalin shouted loudly in his ear. The sound of the crackling landing just now was the sound of Li Lanjun putting down the wooden raft to pave the trench in front of the town wall.

"Fire--"

Half of the head sticks out of the battlement, and swishing marbles and arrows whizz overhead. Liu Xian didn't have a trace of fear in his heart, nor did he have a trace of nervousness. Does Liu Xian have a memory effect, or does he pursue excitement in the depths of his heart?