In Hornet Mountain before, if there were no Hongyi cannons, these Eight Banners who were good at cavalry and archery on the plains would not be able to defeat the stubborn rebels at all.

Their heavy firepower is the Hongyi cannon, as long as the Hongyi cannon is destroyed, it is to cut off a thick leg of the Eight Banners ghost soldiers.

As a result, I searched with my eyes, but I also found no shadow of the Hongyi cannon.

At this time, those Eight Banners ghost soldiers who were silent and buried themselves in climbing the mountain had already gone up the mountainside, Zhang Lin was a little anxious, and was about to give the order to release the arrows, so I hurriedly waved my hand to her.

I pointed at Zheng Poyu and motioned to Zhang Lin to wait for Zheng Poyu's orders.

Zhang Lin waved at me from a distance, and then he stared at Zheng Poyu.

I said in my heart that Zhang Lin was young in the end, and she didn't have the calmness of Mrs. Mei.

Because it was Zheng Poyu who trained the archers, Zheng Poyu knew the archers' range, lethality and accuracy best, so he had to listen to Zheng Poyu's orders.

It wasn't until all the Eight Banners crossed the mountainside and rushed to the front that a group of guys had already approached the army led by Zheng Poyu, that Zheng Poyu waved his hand.

Mrs. Mei and Zhang Lin got the signal on both sides, and at the same time asked the archers to release their arrows.

What a rain of arrows!

These selected female ghost archers, trained by Zheng Poyu, cannot be said to be a hundred shots, but they can be regarded as sixty or seventy shots in a hundred.

On the ancient battlefield, the accuracy rate of archery was more than half, which was considered very powerful.

Rows of Eight Banners ghost soldiers fell, and after they fell, they would quickly turn into a ball of dry bones, and when the mountain wind blew, the dry bones turned into a puff of black smoke and drifted away with the wind.

This is the dissipation of the soul, and it can no longer enter the six realms of reincarnation, and the death is really too complete.

Two consecutive rounds of salvo fire eliminated about 500 ghost soldiers of the Eight Banners.

Because only half of those female ghosts can be archers, and the rest are really weak, and can only do some logistics work to transport feather arrows and rescue the wounded.

Of course, if the front army in front suffered heavy losses and lost its combat effectiveness, then the female ghost who did logistics would also have to fight with knives and guns.

I still hope that tonight will go a little better, and it's better not to get to that point.

Otherwise, my hard work in the past few years will turn into ashes, and I will lose so many brothers and sisters.

Thinking of this, I clenched my fists, no matter what, I must control the situation, I must control my own casualties to the minimum, and it is best that no one dies.

At this moment, the voice of the old turtle spirit came from behind me:

"Huangshan, you are a little excited, in this kind of battlefield, as the primary general, you must calm down and maintain the ability to calmly analyze the situation, otherwise, we will suffer."

The old turtle spirit is right, you can't mess with your mind!

Now, after the volley of the archers, as well as the round of stones thrown by Zheng Poyu, the vanguard of the Eight Banners Ghost Soldiers has been completely wiped out.

The current situation is still favorable to us, and I don't need to make a move, I still stand here, observe the enemy formation under the mountain in time, prevent the shaman from appearing, and bombard the mountain with Hongyi cannons!

After the first attack of the Eight Banners ghost soldiers was thwarted, they did not flinch, and soon organized a second charge, this time there were more ghost soldiers climbing the mountain than before.

Although I have not read the art of war, I know a little bit about what it means to add fuel to the tactics.

The so-called refueling tactic is like adding oil to an oil lamp, if one time is not enough, add more, if it is not enough, then add more......

It is that they did not bet on superior forces at one time, but sent soldiers to the battlefield in waves after waves.

I feel that this attack of the Eight Banners ghost soldiers belongs to this kind of fueling tactic.

I thought it was going to be a tough fight, but it went so well that it was a bit incredible.

By the second half of the night, there were already more than 2,000 ghost soldiers in the Eight Banners, who were killed by random arrows and hacked to death by Zheng Poyu with water ghosts, but they still rushed up wave after wave.

Only a few of the water ghosts on our side were injured, but they were not in danger of life, and none of them died.

I feel that this battle is a bit boring.

Don't talk about me, even Zihuan Chenghuang, who was a little scared before, now threw away his chess pieces and stood under the banner to point fingers.

"Mrs. Mei, hurry up, there are a few water ghosts climbing up over there! Shoot them with arrows! ”

"Zhang Lin, there is a guy who has lost his lower body, crawl under your feet, hurry up, let the tiger bite him to death!"

Zihuan Chenghuang was shouting over there, but in fact, Mrs. Mei and Zhang Lin didn't need him to remind them at all.

Seeing that the two girls ignored him, Zihuan Chenghuang turned his gaze at Zheng Poyu again.

"Hey, Lao Zheng, what's the matter with you, there are several ghost soldiers who have leaked over...... Oh, the ghost soldiers are coming at me, brother turtle, help! ”

Zihuan Chenghuang shouted as he ran.

Zheng Poyu was in close contact with the ghost soldiers of the Eight Banners, and he couldn't take care of Zihuan Chenghuang at all, and the old turtle saw that there was still a lot of distance between the ghost soldiers and Zihuan Chenghuang, so he deliberately looked at Zihuan Chenghuang's jokes, and sat in place without moving.

I showed my bamboo eight-edged mace, killed it from the oblique thorn, smashed one at a time, and in a few clicks, all the ghost soldiers chasing Zihuan Chenghuang were killed.

Zihuan Chenghuang ran in front of the old turtle spirit and threw all the chessboard pieces in the face of the old turtle spirit.

"Old Wang Ba, you didn't save me just now, if it weren't for the Mountain God's action, I would be finished!" Zihuan Chenghuang said angrily.

The old turtle spirit took down the chess pieces stuck to his face and looked at Zihuan Chenghuang with disdain.

"If you want me to say, you kid is the most incapable City God I have ever seen, a few Eight Banner ghost soldiers, and they scared you like this! Not only do you have no ability, but you don't have eyesight, judging from the distance between you and those ghost soldiers just now, when you run in front of me, a few of them may not run over, so you just run over and hide behind me, as soon as they come, I can kill them, hehe, you guy, it's really useless! ”

The smooth operation of the war made them both much easier, and at this time they actually started to fight.

I looked back, Zheng Poyu and the others repelled another wave of attacks by the Eight Banners Ghost Soldiers, leaving a lot of corpses on the mountain, which soon turned into clouds of black smoke and drifted away with the wind.

Looking at the Eight Banners ghost soldiers under the mountain, they organized again, intending to continue to launch a death charge, and even the old turtle spirit couldn't stand it.

"Hu Jingtian is very conceited, according to reason, he is not a person who does not know the art of war, why did he use the tactics of adding fuel this time to consume his own energy, it feels like these Eight Banners ghost soldiers, they are all his enemies, he is just for us to kill these Eight Banners ghost soldiers." The old turtle said.

I said turtle brother, I also found this, it's really strange.

Zihuan Chenghuang didn't care, saying that you two don't think about it, no matter how smart a person is, there are times when he is confused, not to mention a seriously injured and crippled Hu Jingtian, he must have burned out his brain, so he will be like this, let's not be suspicious!

The old turtle slanted a glance at Zihuan Chenghuang and said Little Chenghuang, what do you think?

Zihuan Chenghuang waved his hand and said: "Let's join forces together, gather Mrs. Mei, Zhang Lin and Zheng Poyu, and all the horses together, and then the male ghost is in front and the female ghost is behind, and a few of us will take the lead, condescendingly rush to kill, and directly exterminate these Eight Banner Turtle Grandsons in one fell swoop!" ”

The old turtle smiled and said that if you say that, you just fell into someone's strategy and fell into someone's trap!

Zihuan Chenghuang was not convinced, and quarreled with the old turtle spirit under the banner, and neither of them was convinced, and they were both angry with red faces and thick necks.

At this moment, on the hill behind me, there were several loud explosions.

I turned my head and looked at it, and there was a part of the Eight Banners ghost soldiers, bypassing the mountain where I was and attacking the mountain behind me.

Even the shamans and cannons I hadn't seen before were under that mountain!

Behind each Hongyi cannon, there was a shaman dressed like a scarecrow, commanding several domineering artillerymen to fire on the mountain.

One shell after another fell on the hill, and the stones were blown away.

I could still see many defenders dressed in white, blasted out from behind the rocks by shells, their bodies blown apart, shredded flesh and rags, floating on the moonlit hills.

How could the Hongyi cannon, the most powerful of the Eight Banners Ghost Soldiers, attack the mountain behind me?

Who are those white-clothed defenders who died tragically?

The eyes of the old turtle spirit can also see me so far away, and when he looked at the side, he said to me at the time, no matter what's going on over there, we all have to go over to help! Look there, on that hill, there is also a big flag, if that big flag is lifted by a cannonball, it means that the hill is lost!

The old turtle was about to leave after speaking, but I stopped him.

"Brother turtle, the situation is unknown now, you still stay here, take care of Zhang Lin's rear, leave it to me over there, I'm riding a mountain biao, and the speed is also fast, I'll go to see what is going on first, if you need to go over, I will send you a signal on the mountain over there!"

Zihuan Chenghuang listened, and also pulled the old turtle spirit.

"Brother Turtle, be careful of deception, be careful of deception!"

This time, Zihuan Chenghuang couldn't figure out the details of Hu Jingtian, and began to worry and be scared again, pulling the old turtle spirit to prevent the old turtle spirit from leaving, and also changed the title of the old Wang Ba to the turtle brother.

The old turtle spirit was helpless, and said Okay, Huangshan, the cannonball has no eyes, don't be blown up, our side will soon be able to solve all the ghost soldiers in Gongshan, and when the time comes, I will take everyone to help.

I nodded to the old turtle spirit and said Brother turtle, you bothered, kill all the Eight Banners ghost soldiers on our side as soon as possible, and then join me.

After I finished speaking, I didn't even have time to say goodbye to Zhang Lin, so I rode the mountain biao like a bombed mountain.

It's a battle between ghosts, and no matter how loud the movement is, mortals can't hear it.

Most of the people running Tiger Street now, including the college students of Zihuan Branch, must be still immersed in their sleep as usual.

I was going to go to the foot of the mountain first to get rid of those shamans and cannons, but I remembered what the old turtle spirit said, if the red flag on the mountain is blown up, it means that the mountain is missed, so I decided to go and defend the red flag first.

Anyway, the number of enemies they faced was only enough for one charge, and they would soon be able to come to their aid.

Thinking of this, I didn't take a detour to the Hongyi cannon, but went directly to the top of the mountain.

Because that banner was almost overturned by a wave of air that exploded just now, and now the banner has been blown beyond recognition.

I don't know what's going on, but when I rushed up the hill, the sound of the cannon was already sparse, and I thought it was the Hongyi cannon that was almost finished.

On the way up the mountain, I saw a lot of mutilated bodies of people in white.

I didn't have time to gather their corpses and go straight to the banner on the hill.

When I was not far from the flag, I found out why the shells were no longer dense.

It turned out that Hu Jingtian was riding a high-headed horse with horns on his head and a fierce ghost mask, galloping up another path, and his target was also the big flag that was now crooked to the side.

Hu Jingtian's unicorn is obviously not ordinary, it ran faster than Shan Biao, and the last to come first, came first and arrived next to the banner first.

When Hu Jingtian jumped down from his horse and reached out to pull out the big flag over there, I shouted: "Stop!" ”

Hu Jingtian was taken aback by me, and hurriedly showed a cane.

I jumped off the back of Shan Biao, showed off the bamboo eight-edged mace, and approached Hu Jingtian step by step.

Hu Jingtian was on crutches, turned his head and saw that it was me, and smiled.

"Huang Guoshan, do you really think that if you have a lot of trouble on the mountain in front of you and lay down heavy troops, I will fall for you, haha, the real banner is on this mountain, I won't fall for you!"

I don't understand what Hu Jingtian said.

Just when I was stunned, Hu Jingtian slapped the unicorn horse's buttocks.

The horse lowered its head, pointed the pointed tip of its horn at me, spread its hooves, and struck me.

I don't know what weird this horse is, but it's so fast that I don't even have time to react and dodge!

Fortunately, the mountain protector jumped out of the spur and hit the unicorn's buttocks.

The unicorn was deflected by the mountain biao and hit a large rock, which was smashed into slag.

The unicorn turned his head and slammed into Shan Biao again.

Shan Biao dodged the unicorn, but was still hit by the unicorn with half of his face, fell to the ground, and rolled down the mountain.