The Han soldiers were happily riding on their horses, not caring about the slow walking of those people.

Among the people, some of them had red eyes and cursed viciously.

They carried bags on their backs, clubs in their hands, and iron knives in their hands—these were the ones who were rewarded, and they rushed into the stockades to be breached, and they took part in the robbery and robbery—and of course they were rewarded.

There were also three or four people carrying ladders together, and they followed honestly, and the more the stockade was breached, the better the manufacture became—lightweight, strong, and durable.

These are the people who don't dare to rob them directly, but they can pick them up, so they are also one of the forces in this group of people.

Of course, they may not want to do it in their hearts, but if they don't participate in the impact, they will die.

There were also those who secretly tried to escape, some of them were shot to death, some were hacked to death—and some were successful, but in the eyes of other people, the number of successful ones was too small.

To run away is to face the danger directly, and to die directly.

Although there are many rivers in the surrounding area of Guangzhou, there are many bridges. The cavalry is still very powerful in short sprints.

There are also people whose faces are as dead as ashes, and their faces are numb, they have just been assigned.

They are walking forward like zombies—those who dare to resist are dead, and those who dare to flee are also dead, and they are the only ones left—perhaps they will survive and become a qualified citizen; They may die naturally, just like there is no him in the world, leave it to fate, let it be the crowd.

Fengjia Village. A quiet afternoon that was supposed to be.

Feng Yushan, who was standing on the tower, was really frightened - the Tartars were really here!

He desperately banged the gong in his hand on the roof of the building, shouting, the villagers come out, let the young people go up the wall!

The villagers came out, and the young men went up to the wall—they had good guys in their hands, and they had guns, knives, and bows and arrows—and they had been preparing for a long time.

There are blacksmith shops in the village, and others can be bought privately.

The Ming government did not allow the people to possess such lethal weapons, but the big families in the surrounding areas of Guangzhou would not have these to make people laugh.

Of course, Xiaomin didn't have it.

The young men stood on the wall, they didn't need to mobilize, their eyes were red, and behind them was their home, and these people were going to destroy their family, to turn them into people like them.

The group of people slowly approached, and some of the people who had already gained experience began to sneak back, and the first one to rush up would not end well.

The Han soldiers inlaid with the blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang saw it really on the horse, but he didn't care, he said to his subordinates: "Let those who have just joined rush up with ladders, and see what tricks these southern barbarians who want to resist can use——"

The ladder is in the hands of the new "joiners".

A small leader of the troops drew a steel knife and pointed it at Fengjia Village, and the money rat tail on the top of his head was swinging around, indeed like a rat's tail.

"Rush! Don't rush to kill on the spot! ”

Whether they wanted to or not, the newcomers began to run towards the blue brick wall.

Feng Yushan's face turned pale, they didn't even shout, they were about to rob it!

He also wants to reason with them well, and then contribute some money and things to finish the matter.

But now they are fatal, to a qiē!

The villagers of the Feng family smashed down with stones, big trees, and bows and arrows, and they were still very accurate at close range! In a moment they also have boiling water and oil!

Han soldiers inlaid with blue flags Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang was expressionless, he picked his ears with his little finger on horseback, and said to his cavalry: "Go help them and beat the momentum of the Southern Barbarians——"

More than thirty cavalrymen stood out beside him, lined up, trotted to a distance of twenty paces from the wall, and began to shoot arrows at the people on the wall, and then ran back - these people's arrows were indeed accurate, of course, the distance played a decisive role, and after a few rounds of shooting, more than a dozen young men fell on the wall one after another.

Some are dead, some are rolling and howling on the ground - the villagers at the level of folk group beatings are far from being the opponents of these people who have been killed on the battlefield. Killing people is also a technical job, which requires learning theories well and at the same time requires a lot of practical activities.

The people on the wall didn't dare to show their heads, squatted behind the breastwork, and threw torches desperately outside, and most of the ladders were pushed down by them, and they wanted to set those ladders on fire.

At that time, there were really some that were lit, but the number was too small, and the next time I attacked, use hot oil!

The situation on both sides was over, only smoke filled the air, and screams rang out.

Outside the walls, the men were stoned to death, those who were shot lay on the ground, and the wounded wailed loudly—and inside the walls too.

The wails of humans are always the same.

Han soldiers inlaid with blue flags Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang waved his hand and said, "Let them go up again!" ”

The soldiers brandished their knives and let the previous people also carry the ladder to rush up, this gang of people is more fierce, some of them are not wooden sticks in their hands, they are holding iron knives!

Feng Yushan sensed that it was a critical moment, and he stood up suddenly from behind the daughter wall on the watchtower, banged the gong, and shouted: "Open the cannon, open the cannon!" ”

There are a total of four cannons in Fengjia Village, two are iron cannons and two are pine cannons.

The iron cannon was brought back to the village by Feng Yushan, and during this period, there was no local management right in the morning, so with a little care, it didn't take anything to bring home.

It's just that the iron cannon is difficult to buy, or he will fill in a few more, of course he didn't expect that it would be such a scale of attack, and his knowledge of attacking the village is still at the level of a maximum of a few hundred bandits.

Even if hundreds of bandits come, as soon as they see such precautions in the village, everyone talks about the conditions, and they all take a step back, and it is over.

The two small iron cannons are less than 400 catties in total, and after trying the cannons a few times, the iron sand can hit thirty or forty paces away, and the cavalry was going to be beaten just now, but no one dared to show their heads, and they were still shooting in turn while running!

The pine cannon was made by the carpenter of the village who watched the iron cannon the other day. He cut a section of pine wood in half, then hollowed out the center, and then hooped it repeatedly with an iron belt.

It's too late to do it now.

I didn't expect it to be like this!

This time, the second group of people rushed forward, and you don't have to be people who have passed through the battlefield to see that these people are different from the previous group, and the expression alone is terrifying!

Shoot them, hopefully they'll be repulsed—or they'll be too late!

The gunners, seeing that the Tartar cavalry was retreating, boldly stood up, and they pointed their guns at the crowd, and those behind them lit their cannons.

There were four sounds in a row, and a large part of the crowd fell, leaving your mother, and they ran back!

Even the Tartar cavalry retreated.

Shame on your mother!

Han Bing inlaid with blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang's face changed, and he stretched out his hand to soothe the somewhat frightened horse.

He turned his head and asked, "I heard four cannon shots just now—"

"Yes," said his men, "yes, they have four guns—"

It's not easy to do, there are four cannons in this small village!

The Han soldiers inlaid the blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang swept his blue scalp, the sun in this southern barbarian land is too poisonous.

He said, "I think I heard someone directing just now?" ”

The man said, "Yes, the man is hiding behind the breastwork upstairs - it seems to have a gong in his hand!" ”

Han soldiers inlaid with blue flags Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang said: "You send someone to spread the word, I'll talk to their leader - you didn't lose your kung fu on the belly of the girl, right?" ”

The subordinate said, "Yes, the little one understands! ”

The Tartars under the wall shouted, saying that they wanted to talk to the leader here.

After listening to this, Feng Yushan, who was on the roof, heard that this person had a Jiangxi accent, and scolded in his heart: "You are originally a Han, why should you surrender to the enemy?" ”

But I'm happy in my heart, as long as they are willing to talk, it's easy to do it, money or something, it's all outside the body at this time-

He stood up and shouted at the Tartar cavalry in the distance in northern dialect: "We are innocent villagers, why is the king so hard?!" ”

The voice spread a hundred paces away, and the Han soldiers pointed at him with a horse whip, and said to his subordinates with a smile: "This kid is scolding me there!" I am a man of official position, and he calls me king—"

The men whispered, "My lord, the little ones are ready—"

The Han soldiers inlaid the blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang drove the horse forward slowly, and when he reached fifty or sixty steps, he did not leave. He laughed and said, "Okay, you can get four cannons, you kid is good enough." ”

Feng Yushan on the top of the building couldn't hear clearly, he went downstairs, came to the wall, stood up with his back hand, and said loudly: "I don't know what the king wants?" But what the village can have, I will never hesitate to do it - God has the virtue of a good life! ”

Han Bing inlaid with blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang said loudly: "I want your life--" The first half of his sentence was loud, and the last two words were pronounced very softly.

Feng Yushan on the chest wall really didn't hear the words clearly, he subconsciously leaned out of the wall: "I don't know what the king said-"

At this time, a horse suddenly ran over from the left, Feng Yushan wondered, what was wrong?

He turned his head to look, and saw that the man seemed to slow down, and an arrow was flying towards him, and they were cheating!

The arrow of that arrow was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting bigger and bigger in his eyes, and then Feng Yushan's eyes darkened, and he didn't feel anything.

Han Bing inlaid with blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang looked at the corpse that fell off the chest wall, took a sip, and said in his heart, I want to reason with my master?? Go to hell!!! It only makes sense under the steel knife!!!

He drew his waist knife and suddenly shouted: "Rush, rush, never die!" ”

Then, he smiled and watched as everyone began to pound.

Four cannon shots rang out one after another, and the crowd paused for only a few moments before they began to climb the ladder again, rushing upwards! The folks have gone mad.

After the four cannon shots, the cavalry immediately began to fire in turn!

The Han soldiers inlaid the blue flag Niu Lu Zhang Jing Bai Qingtang saw a ladder on the wall of someone, he knew that he had taken this broken stockade - he had won again.

The Han soldiers yawned and said to the entourage beside him: "Tell them not to kill people indiscriminately, there is the next village, damn it, there are more deaths this time, this, this, God has the virtue of a good life, hahaha!" ”

Far away from them, in a bush of grass, a few blades of grass moved, a monocular was withdrawn, and a sigh of pain could be heard.