Huang Chongzhen "lay down" and was blown away by the strong wind after the exit.

More than a dozen gunpowder packets ignited in an instant, producing a huge wave of air, and the south wind blowing from the Great Wall was quite strong, but it was instantly overshadowed, bending the waists of the grass and trees on the ground, and blowing people's clothes like hunting.

The Han family's hair bun, which looked a little loose because of the wild running, whether it was a man's, a woman's, or a child's, was instantly disrupted, and the long black hair danced in the wind, and everyone was like a madman dancing wildly in the wind.

There were a few light children, who even had the illusion of flying with the wind, and before they could scream with their teeth and claws, they were tightly grasped by their respective parents.

The last trace of strength was used to run wildly, and the wave of qi quickly passed, and on the withered yellow mountains lay a bunch of men and women with soft hands and feet, and their hearts like deer.

It was only at this time that I had time to raise my tired eyelids, prop up my heavy head and look behind me, only to see that over the mountain road I had just passed, there was still a thick layer of gray clouds, and under the clouds, there was a sky-high fire.

"You say, is it the vanguard of the Jiannu branch that was consumed by this fire, or the headquarters?" Wu Sangui moved to Huang Chongzhen's side at some point and said quietly.

"I don't know." Huang Chongzhen stared at the sky that was rapidly turning red in a daze.

"I hope it's the headquarters. It's just a pity that there are so many heads, one is a few taels of silver. ”

"Do you want to go back to harvesting?" Huang Chongzhen glanced at him, and saw that he was crawling on the ground like a cheetah, ready to go, putting his two hands together to support his head, like a big yellow dog, so he teased.

"Forget it, it's all burned to ashes."

Wu Sangui stretched out his tongue and gasped a few times, shook his head and said, suddenly feeling that someone was following his example, he looked over angrily, and suddenly stared at Ergou with big eyes, and hurriedly closed his mouth tightly.

"I'm glad you think so, work hard." Someone laughed out loud, but Huang Chongzhen did not mock him, but looked at him and said seriously and affirmatively.

God knows why Wu Sangui wants to be affirmed by others so much, especially Huang Chongzhen, a peer.

Hearing this, he didn't know where he got the strength, bounced up and sat down, put away his usual hippie smile, looked at the sky in the distance and said solemnly: "Don't worry, I will, definitely." ”

This thunderous roar of heavenly fury frightened the Jurchen Tiger General Wu Nage, who was advancing in the rear, and he collapsed to the ground almost instantly.

His fat and muscular body finally managed to get up with the help of his guards, who were also terrified. "I knew, fortunately grandpa left a hand" just after exiting, I saw that the wildfire was spreading rapidly along the wind, burning half of the sky.

His eyes widened in horror, he cried out hoarsely, and then he could not care about anything else, twisted his stout body, and ran back to the road.

In fact, his subordinates have long lost their spirit, but because of the strict hierarchy, those who run away without leaving will not only be ruthlessly beheaded after being caught, but also enslaved by their families, and the tribe will also be despised by all their kindred, so they will follow hard.

Now when he saw that the main general had run, he instantly collapsed, turned around in unison, used his hands and feet together, and fled wildly.

It's just that in a panic, plus you pushed me.

Some people were tightly entangled by the thorns, and the more they struggled, the tighter they became entangled, and finally they were scarred and had no strength, so they could only watch the wildfire hit, igniting the yellow thorns, and devouring them mercilessly.

Some people stumble and fall down a mountain stream, although it is not deep, but either their heads are broken and bleeding, or their limbs are damaged, and they are rarely able to get up again.

Those who die from gunpowder bags are not as many as those who trample on each other, and even if they return to Houjin, what awaits them will be ruthless slavery military law.

As a fierce general, Wu Nege lost his troops twice, but he barely saved his life by virtue of his path-finding skills, but after all, he lost all the rights of the slave owner and lost the courage to fight the Ming Dynasty again.

Artillery, guns, and gunpowder packs outlawed all the glory and courage of being a Jurchen athlete in his heart, making him the first high-ranking Jurchen general to be conquered by thermal weapons.

Even though, these thermal weapons, which are like miracles in his eyes, are actually still in a very primitive initial stage in Huang Chongzhen's view.

This loud sound like the anger of the mountain god spread out in a dull way, and the soldiers and generals who were basking in the sun on the rough and quaint huge bricks on Ma Lanyu were also faintly heard.

"Huh? Did you hear anything? A sleepy veteran, as if awakened by a nightmare, scrambled to his feet, looked around in panic before speaking to his companions, who were still lazily leaning on the bricks.

"No, look at your fart and urine, isn't it that you stole someone in your dream and was discovered by the owner?"

A pockmarked man who looked like a soldier with a fat face, stretched his eyes open a slit, and said greasy and greasy meat words nonchalantly, which caused a burst of laughter.

"Roll the calves. Grandpa really heard it, a dull loud noise, like the sound of those red-clothed cannons under the command of Yuan Shuai in Liaodong, spitting out cannonballs and smashing them at Jiannu. The veteran scolded and said seriously.

"Cut, what about the Hongyi cannon, it's far away from Liaodong, how can you hear it? Besides, you haven't been to Liaodong, how do you know the sound of the Hongyi cannon? In my opinion, I'm afraid it's the mountain god playing the drum. ”

Mazi adjusted his lying posture with a face, and he didn't bother to pay attention to this often alarmist story, Jiannu couldn't beat Yuan Shuai, and it was more than enough to beat their group of people, as if Huang Taiji, the newly succeeded slave chieftain, would give up the Guanning Defense Line, the closest road to the pass, so as to take a detour without hesitation.

"Even if the mountain god plays the drums, you have to find out why, right?" The veteran cleverly clung to his words, hoping for support, only to find that everyone had turned their heads away, as if they had nothing to do with themselves.

This is not the first time this has happened, he has long been accustomed to it, and he also wants to give up this futile struggle and follow the thoughts of the public.

But in his heart, after all, he couldn't get over the hurdle where everything was more serious, so he shook his head helplessly, and climbed the increasingly dilapidated sentry tower alone, looking up into the distance alone.

At the end of the eye, the sky and the mountains were perfectly combined, and it was a little red, but it was impossible to tell whether it was reflected in the sunset or burned by fire.

The veteran was not sure, so he hesitated to report to this checkpoint garrison reinforced by Qi Shuai.

But when I heard the pass, his voice was already heard: "Sleep your mother's eggs, all for Lao Tzu to get up, General Ma Shilong will arrive soon, don't get up to make the customs defense decent, beware of Lao Tzu whipping you with a whip." ”

The soldiers, who had been lazy just a moment ago, immediately bounced up like a conditioned reflex, hurriedly found their weapons, straightened the armor on their heads that looked like hats more than helmets, and straightened up the tattered armor on their bodies.

Then he stood straight, with his chest bowed and his belly bowed, and it was evident that the whip of the garrison and the patrol of the admiral were more deterrent than the possible enemy attack.

The veteran couldn't cry or laugh, and hurriedly jumped down the arrow stack to the garrison, and said, "General, I just heard a loud noise from the other side of the mountain, like a very ...... It's like the explosion of a firearm. ”

"Firearms exploded? Fast! Hurry up and close the city gate to Lao Tzu first! "The garrison seemed to have been stung by a caterpillar, and ordered in horror.

But the group of soldiers under him are used to being free and loose on weekdays, and they all think that the garrison is a big fuss, you look at me and I look at you, but no one moves.

Mazi said with a smile: "Jiang Shoubei, you don't need to be so nervous, right?" Lao Meng has always been so surprised......"

Looking at the casual appearance of shaking his calves, it was obvious that he had spoken to Jiang Shoubei with such an attitude in the past.

In the past, Jiang Shoubei laughed and scolded a few times.

But today, in exchange for a fierce whip, he almost slapped it in the face.

Mazi's face forgot that his shoulder hurt hotly, and he looked confused: "General, you ......"

"you, don't hurry up and do what you are told! Why do you think Mr. Ma suddenly came to patrol? I might as well tell you that it was the firearms workshop of Jingshi that suddenly exploded for some reason, and it is said that many people died.

Even the emperor, who hid in the deep palace and only knew how to study carpentry, was so frightened that he got into ...... They were all alarmed, and in a fit of rage, they ordered a thorough investigation, and it was said that many people were implicated.

If you dogs are disobedient, beware of becoming one of them, and being arrested by General Ma as an example. When the time comes, don't blame my brother for not reminding you. ”

Jiang Garrison made a threat, and when the soldiers who were pestled in place like a stake, they acted like a whirlwind.

Looking at the chaos, there is no order at all for guarding the generals, but such a lively scene, even if Mr. Ma doesn't feel relieved when he sees it, he shouldn't blame him, right?

Jiang Shoubei thought in his heart, so he nodded with satisfaction, but he faintly felt that there seemed to be something missing.

Catching a glimpse of Lao Meng looking at him with blank eyes, his heart moved, and he asked, "Did you really hear the explosion of a firearm?" Isn't the mountain god beating the drum? ”

"General, the lowly position is not certain." Lao Meng told the truth.

"In that case, the general ordered you to go out of the customs to investigate, and then report truthfully when the investigation is clear."

"Huh? General, why me? ”

"Idiot, who told you to bring it up first."

"General...... This ......"

"Are you going or not?"

"Okay...... But General, am I going alone? ”

"Oh, I'll match you with someone." Jiang Shoubei nodded, and then shouted at his subordinates who seemed to be busy, "Which of you is willing to accompany Lao Meng for a while?" ”

No one answered, everyone seemed busier, and shrunk as much as possible, so as not to increase the risk of being looked down upon by the generals. Joke, where are you going? Netherworld?

"General, let Wang Mazi accompany the standard to go for a while." Lao Meng suddenly grinned, and pointed at the soldier who was very lazy and ruffian, and always liked to raise the bar with him.

"Okay. Wang Mazi, come here. The guard was as good as he spoke, and shook the whip in his hand with a crackling sound.

Wang Mazi, who shrunk his neck and pricked up his ears, heard this, and even moved the eighteenth generation ancestors of the two to his bed in his heart, and abused him fiercely.

At the same time, he had to pretend to be awe-inspiring as if he was at home, and together with Lao Meng, with the help of his companions, he was quickly armed to the teeth, and then he was put in a hanging basket.

The canopy gradually darkened, and the sky in the distance became more and more like it was burned red by fire.

At this time, Jiang Shoubei also believed Lao Meng's words, and when he saw the two of them hidden in the dim mountains and forests in front of them, he was also deeply worried.

But soon, the two of them turned back again, came to the gate, and called out in a low voice: "Put the hanging basket down!" ”

Jiang Shoubei felt that the two of them were too perfunctory, so he wanted to scold him twice, but he suddenly saw that in the mountains and forests in front of him, the night birds that had already returned to their nests were flying one after another, and the trees that were not very tall were also moving greatly, and it was obvious that there was a large team passing.

Although the generals are slippery on weekdays, this reconnaissance ability has not been left behind.

Moreover, Huang Chongzhen and the others did not deliberately hide their whereabouts, but instead accelerated their pace, expecting to rush to the Great Wall pass that was close at hand before it was completely dark.

It's just that in this way, the defenders of the city think that there is a sudden attack by the enemy.

"Enemy attack! Alert! ”

Since being transferred to Ma Lanyu as a general, Jiang Shoubei encountered this situation for the first time, and he only felt extremely flustered in an instant, and his heart was in his throat, but he still issued a military order.

"Archers! Where are the archers? Get in place! Place! ”

"Where's the hanging basket? Hurry up and put it down, pick up Lao Meng and Mazi on the dog day! Damn, it's all these two shit, and they've lured the enemy over! ”

"General...... This...... Treat unjustly! "The two dead dogs were generally pulled back to the point by their companions with hanging baskets, and only then did they dare to weakly support themselves.

Jiang Shoubei didn't bother to pay attention to them, and still roared angrily: "Where's the fire gun? Where's Grandpa's Torch? What? It's a thing, and it's all rusty?

His uncle's! And what about the cannons? What about the cannons! Oh, that's an empty vacancy, isn't it? His grandmother's! And what about trebuchets? It's supposed to be there, right? Quick, move to the city! What about hot oil? Is there still hot oil? ”

The pot exploded on the city wall in an instant, shouting one after another, and military orders were issued to the soldiers under his command in a panic, and the soldiers were reluctantly executed with panic, and the effect was still a little.

After all, it is a border guard, and in the cognition of the Ming Dynasty and the people, it is the elite of the nine sides, and it is impossible to be as corrupt as the officers and soldiers of the guard.

It's just that because there has been no war for a long time, the soldiers and generals have not been cared about for a long time, so they have to get by, and they are just a little passive and slacking off.

After a while, the city wall was finally almost ready, Jiang Shoubei glanced left and right, and a drum beat in his heart - hundreds of people, arrogant, fat and thin, not to mention for the time being, anyway, almost everyone has a dish.

A few creaking trebuchets, a hundred bows and crossbows, a dozen basins of hot oil, and all that remained were traditional melee weapons such as swords, guns, swords, and halberds, which were held nervously and tightly in the hands of their respective owners.