Chapter 125: The Yellow River Trading Point (15)

"Who are you, and why are you blocking the road!" The messenger stepped forward and shouted.

This sounds a bit redundant, and normal people can see that the group of people opposite the county is not good. But this kind of shouting is naturally necessary, and this is also to buy time for the team of the county to adjust the formation.

"This year's year is so bad, we can't survive. This time, I came to borrow some food from the county master. Someone on the other side shouted in the local dialect.

"The bold thief has robbed the head of the government!" The entourage of the magistrate immediately scolded back.

This unnutritious exchange of mutual relations established the position of the other side and also determined the position of the other side. Someone on the Mongolian side had already secretly taken off his bow and arrow and shot an arrow at the robber. This kind of rapid fire relies on quick hands and quick eyes, and the price of quick hands and eyes is that the arrow seems to hit a guy with a sack on his head, but it only flies by grazing the corner of the sack.

The people on the other side were so frightened that they turned their heads with their hands and rushed into the forest like rabbits, although they were very cowardly, but their skills were quite neat. The Mongolian magistrate immediately ordered, "Chase!" "The man who shot the shot was using a soft Mongolian bow, which did not seek range, but focused on being able to fire the arrow quickly. That is, the Mongols only have such a guy in their hands. The guys on the other side were scared, and they should have been. If the first arrow misses, the next one will hit.

After receiving the order, he ran away when he saw the cowards on the opposite side, and the messenger and the Mongol army did not suspect it, and immediately chased after him.

The Mongolian magistrate was waiting for his subordinates to return from a great victory, but he heard the men who chased into the forest suddenly let out a miserable scream. It didn't take long for everyone to carry two people and three people to escape. Two others stumbled after him, apparently injured. When he brought these men over, he saw that the wounded were all shot by crossbow arrows. The two that were brought out, one of them had a crossbow bolt deeply inserted in the door of his head, and he was already out of breath and inlet in little. The other creature whose neck had been pierced by a crossbow bolt less than a foot long was struggling in agony, snoring and snorting from the trachea that had been shot through with blood and breath.

The other five were either shot in the stomach or thigh or chest. The injuries were severe.

The Mongolian magistrate was shocked and angry, and immediately said to his relatives: "You take a detour to the county seat to call for reinforcements!" ”

carelessly fell into the enemy's ambush, and the Mongolian magistrate did not dare to make it bigger. Seeing the four men riding horses and going to the county in two ways, the magistrate ordered the officers to carry the wounded and dying guys back and rely on the grain carts to start the defense.

The bow and arrow are the guys who eat in the Mongolians, and when they look at the crossbow arrows that are deeply inserted into the bodies of the wounded, the Mongolian magistrate knows that something is wrong. If you want to have that much power, you have to use a strong crossbow like a kick crossbow. Ordering his subordinates to guard carefully, the Mongolian magistrate couldn't help but observe such a powerful crossbow arrow, he had never heard of such a fierce guy in the hands of the Han people in Hebei for so many years.

Seeing this, the magistrate was stunned. The arrowhead of the crossbow arrow was cast in bronze, and the shape was a triangular shape that he had never seen before, and the three edges of the arrow were not flat, but polished to show a very delicate arc. The arrow is one with the shaft underneath, and only the tail is wooden.

At this time, the one with the arrow in his head had already kicked his legs and returned to the west, and the magistrate simply pulled out the arrow in his head. Generally speaking, the tip of an arrow that pierces a hard object like a head will be damaged. The tip of the crossbow arrow was still sharp, and the arrow with a touch of blood added to the indescribable brilliance. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that the shaft of the arrow was a hollow wooden pole, polished to be extremely smooth and straight. The copper rod behind the arrow of the crossbow arrow is inserted into it, presumably glued, as if it were one. The tail of the three feathers at the tail of the arrow shaft is made of the large feathers of the bird, which is very delicately repaired. Glue firmly to the tail of the crossbow arrow.

The Mongolian magistrate only felt that the hairs on his back stood on end, and he shouted to his subordinates: "This ...... This is the family crossbow arrow of the prince. Have you seen it? ”

A crossbow bolt that is used as a consumable on the battlefield would never be so meticulous in any case, not even by the wolf-like supervision of the overseer. As a Mongolian, the magistrate can see the meticulousness of the maker from the processing. Only craftsmen who supply it for their own use can be refined to such an extent. In Hebei, the only people who have the financial resources to make such a guy are the Han army marquis, and they have to be the Han army marquis who is a wealthy family.

Whether it's a good thing or not, the officers can also tell. Even if it was just a small crossbow arrow, it was so delicate that everyone was naturally impressed. Everyone thought about it for a while, but they couldn't figure out which family had used such a guy. So they shook their heads and said they didn't know.

At this moment, a scream was heard, which drowned out the sound of several crossbow arrows hitting the cart.

The officer went over to see the screaming fellow, and saw that he had been hit by an arrow in the chest, and the arrow pierced deep into him, but when he looked at the three delicate tail fins on the tail of the shaft of the arrow exposed outside his body, he knew that it was the enemy who shot it.

The people no longer dared to be exposed to the range of the crossbow arrows, and could only be motivated by fear to surround the city in a circle with the carts carrying grain, enclosing both men and livestock. When the cart was moved, everyone felt like a year, and when it was finally done, they all shrank behind the cart and gasped for breath.

"You really haven't seen a crossbow bolt like this?" The Mongolian magistrate couldn't help but ask in a low voice. Those who can afford to use such crossbow arrows must not be ordinary families. Although I don't know how I offended such a family, since the other party made a move, it will definitely not be a small fight.

"Master, you haven't seen it, how can we see it." The messenger spoke anxiously.

The magistrate knew that this was the truth, and then he felt a strong uneasiness even more deeply. The enemy is so strong, but he doesn't even know who the enemy is.

"Useless stuff!" The magistrate scolded. As soon as the words fell, they heard the sound of several more wooden shots on the cart, and one of the crossbow arrows even shot in through the gap in the cart and shot into the cart in the inner circle.

The enemy outside the circle shot arrows from time to time, and the people inside the circle hid in fear, just waiting for help to arrive.

I don't know how long it took, but there was finally a movement of a large group of people and horses on the main road, and the gang of errands who were surrounded were excited. Someone even dared to risk being shot and peeked through the gap. Sure enough, seeing a large group of people on the road, the messenger retracted his head with a happy face, and said excitedly to the people trapped around him: "Reinforcements are coming!" ”

"Reinforcements are coming, and we can kill those bastards without leaving a single piece of armor behind." The Mongolian magistrate was full of anger and ordered viciously, "In a while, you have to catch some work for me anyway, and you have to ask who wants to do it to us." ”

The footsteps of the large group of men and horses were slow for the time being, and the commander of the reinforcements was a hundred households, leading more than a hundred Mongolian soldiers, and he ordered a careful search. Now the enemies who don't seem to have seen their figures are forced to know that they are covering with a circle formation, and it is terrible to think about the other party.

Then I saw the wild grass on the ground suddenly stir, and many people suddenly appeared from the ground. They were armed with muskets used by the Song army, and all of them carried bayonets. It was a mess of stabbing at the Yuan army that was close at hand, and the Yuan army that was not poked was suddenly attacked, and they were so frightened that they turned around and ran. Poked over the two dozen enemies in front of them, and the Song army shot the fleeing enemies with their guns. At this time, the distance was only a few meters, at most only ten meters, and more than 20 people were knocked down with one shot. The remaining 50 or so Yuan soldiers have been surrounded by the Song army, these people saw that they couldn't escape, some wanted to resist stubbornly, and some threw down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and shouted: "Grandpa opposite, spare your life!" ”

As soon as the gunshots rang out, the magistrate who was hiding in the big car circle no longer had the slightest doubt. He judged that the opponent was an extremely powerful Han army marquis family, and the actual opponent was an enemy more powerful than the most powerful Han army marquis. The reason why the Song army used crossbow arrows was entirely to make the magistrate mistakenly think that the enemy was not the Song army. If the Song army had used muskets early in the morning, the county magistrates would not have mistaken the enemy no matter what. As for the headband sack, this is easier to understand. Song Jun has extremely short hair, which can be distinguished at a glance. The hair is long and can be cut short, and the hair is short and there is no way to lengthen it.

At this point, the magistrate didn't care so much, he jumped on his horse, and with his exquisite riding skill drove his mount out of the only narrow gap in the big rim. The officers watched the magistrate raise the horse and whip, and saw that the Mongolian athletes were about to rely on their superb riding skills to start racing with the god of death, and then three crossbow arrows were nailed to the back of the magistrate, and the action of the magistrate raising his head and chest and riding the horse and whipping was instantly frozen. A moment later, he was thrown from his horse like a sack.

Liu Pet put down the steel arm crossbow in his hand, and was quite amazed by the accuracy of this thing. This steel-armed crossbow is wound with a ratchet wheel and is extremely easy to operate. There is a lookout mountain on it, and after training, it is within more than ten meters to know where to fight. If there was no such guy, just covering his head with a sack, Liu Pet would not dare to launch a cold weapon battle anyway. Because of the lack of experience, the odds are too difficult to predict.

Half an hour later, a team of guys wearing the uniforms of the Yuan army appeared outside the county seat with some civilians to the place where the people were temporarily detained. The guarding Yuan army waited until those people came close before they stopped them, "What are you doing?" ”

"We're going to give it away." The Yuan army led by the authentic Hebei dialect answered the road.

"Did you encounter anything on the way?" The guarding Yuan Jun asked.

"Which side? We came from the west, and nothing happened. Yuan Jun replied.

The place where the magistrate asked for help was in the south, and when he heard that these people were coming from the west, the defenders did not suspect him, so they let them come. The people were sent into the temporary fence gate, and the Yuan army who sent them off took out a steel-armed crossbow from behind and fired at close range. The force of the crossbow arrow even pierced the human body directly at this distance, and the bloody crossbow arrow flew out some distance and nailed to the trunk of the tree.

This ** surprise attack blinded the enemy, and the other Yuan troops came up with weapons, and killed the Yuan army at the gate after a while. The team then began attacking the scattered defenders elsewhere.

The shouts of killing outside alarmed the people inside, and they all gathered together in horror as a family unit, for fear of being killed by the Yuan army. Not long after, I saw a person wearing a red scarf on his head and wearing the pants of the Yuan Army's military uniform striding in, and he wanted to speak to the people, but he couldn't help covering his mouth and nose because of the smell in the circle. So many people are piled up in here, everyone wants to defecate, and the weather is so hot. The people inside have lived in the orchid room for a long time and have not smelled its fragrance, and they have lived in Bao City for a long time and have not smelled its smell. The newcomer will need some time to get used to the concentration of ammonia in the circle. After taking a breath, this one shouted: "We are the Red Turban Army of the Hebei Righteous Army, and we are here to save everyone." We dressed like this so that we could raid the Mongols......"

When they heard this, they were at a loss. I don't know whether to believe in this 'Yuan Army' or not to believe in this 'Yuan Army'.

"We're going to let everyone go now, and if you want to go home, you can go back. But I'm afraid you'll get revenge from the Mongols if you run back. If you have relatives from other places, go to them. If there is no food, go south along the main road, where there will be wagons of the Mongols that we have taken. Everyone was able to receive food for the journey. Now let's go, everyone. ”

When he had finished speaking, he ordered the gate to be opened. Then get out of the way and go to the side. Many people didn't dare to move, their eyes were blank, this change was too intense, people couldn't believe it. But there are single people who are not afraid to be caught, and strode to the door. Seeing that there was no one to stop him outside, he immediately ran away.

If someone takes the lead, there will be more people who dare to move behind. When the people inside ran out of the two, the people behind immediately carried the blankets on their backs and began to rush out.

The rebels got out of the way, so as not to be overwhelmed by the flow of people, and everyone was a little helpless to see the appearance of this group of people who were in a hurry to flee for their lives as if they were ignoring their life-saving benefactors. But everywhere there is the mainstream, and there is the non-mainstream. I saw someone come forward to salute and ask loudly, "I don't know how to address Engong." Amid the cacophony of the fleeing crowd, the voice had to be raised.

"We are the Red Turban Army of the Hebei Righteous Army."

"But I don't know what to call the leader of the Red Turban Army."

"The leader of my Red Turban Army is surnamed Lin, and his name is Dengwan."

"But I don't know if I can thank this General Linden Wanlin in person." The one continued to ask.

"Stumped that you want to join the army?"

"My family was brutally plagued by the Mongols, and when the Mongols were stealing food, my mother stopped them, and they fell to their deaths. The enmity of the parents is not shared. I want to defect to your army and kill the Mongols. ”

"Then you will go aside and wait, and then we will release the people first, and then take you on your walk."

There are non-mainstream people who join the army, and there are non-mainstream people who simply say thank you. As a courtesy, you always have to ask the name of the other party and where they belong. So the names of the Red Turban Army and General Lindenwan left some impression on these people. Everyone always had to meet villagers on the way home, and through word of mouth, the title of the Red Turban Army was firmly established with those who wore red scarves on their heads. General Lindenwan's name is a little incorrect. But everyone finally knew that there was such a Hebei Lin general who raised a flag of rebellion against the Mongols.