As negotiations broke down, Yu Gou began to agitate the victims to attack the temporary defenses of Xiaogang Village.

For these defenseless victims, Xiao Jiu has a feeling of compassion.

But now that Xiao Jiu is on the opposite side of them, he has to make a choice after all.

If they are allowed to attack, there will only be more tragedies.

As these victims continued to approach, the expression on Xiao Jiu's face gradually turned cold.

"Shoot."

As soon as Xiao Jiu gave an order, the soldiers and militiamen who were ambushed on the edge of the earthen wall began to pull the trigger in their hands one after another.

Crossbow arrows were shot out of the crossbows, forming a rain of arrows that fell on the victims.

In the state of flat fire, these crossbow arrows can basically shoot a hundred steps.

At this time, the crossbow arrows fired intensively, like a scythe in the hands of the god of death, began to harvest the lives of the victims.

As the bolts were fired, the victims in front of the queue fell like wheat harvesting, and the howls came one after another.

The smell of blood continued to spread, and the rows of soldiers and militiamen on the inside of Xiaogang Village were all short of breath and retching.

They had never felt this kind of life-and-death struggle so close before, and they felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

As the victims continued to keep up, the Xiaogang Village side also replaced the crossbow arrows and launched a new round of shooting.

Gradually, the soldiers became more and more like killing machines, and from time to time a few low roars could be heard.

When the victims saw that the enemy had such a sharp weapon in their hands, many people had already retreated.

But Yu Gou, who was in the rear, led a few people to urge loudly in the back, and directly pulled out a knife and hacked several "deserters" to death.

The scene was noisy for a while, but a large number of victims continued to move forward slowly.

Seeing these victims in front of him who were soft and hard and did not eat, Xiao Jiu seemed to have made up some kind of determination, and waved his hand to call a few Xiao Zi battalion soldiers.

After Xiao Jiu briefly explained a few words, he began to walk towards the cannon that had been placed on the earthen wall in advance.

In the face of the increasing number of victims, crossbow arrows are no longer enough to deter these victims who are not afraid of death.

The soldiers who went to the cannon reloaded their ammunition and began to light the fuse.

As the sound of zla sounded, a small cluster of flames slowly moved towards the barrel.

The victims who were rushing forward poured in with the dense procession.

Seeing that the army of victims was constantly approaching the target, Yu Gou, who was originally hiding behind, began to be a little complacent, and actually took the initiative to run to the front position to boost morale.

And Xiao Jiuyu After the dog appeared in the field of vision, his eyes locked on the man.

"Peng~"

"Peng Peng~"

Three loud explosions and thunders appeared out of thin air, and the three cannons placed on the earthen wall invariably sprayed flames from the barrels.

As the smoke rose, three hollow explosive projectiles fired from the cannon flew towards the dense crowd.

These shells exploded directly after hitting the ground, bursting out pieces of shrapnel and iron edges, and the swept air waves swept away everyone in the explosion area.

One of the three shells landed in the direction of the dog, knocking down a circle of victims.

Although Yu Gou was not scratched by the shrapnel that burst from the explosion, the oncoming impact directly knocked him to the ground, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Hex, they have hex."

I don't know who suddenly shouted at the top of his voice, and the victims who were approaching suddenly stopped moving.

They all looked at the low earthen walls of Xiaogang Village in horror, and began to flee frantically backwards as if there was some man-eating beast in front of them.

As the flood of victims receded, the scene was chaotic, and many people began to babble nonsense as a way to vent their fear of the unknown.

In fact, not only those victims, but also the militia in Xiaogang Village also muttered in their hearts.

The sound of the previous cannon exploded in their ears, which also frightened them.

Except for the soldiers of the Xiao Zi battalion, these militiamen had never seen the power of the artillery bombardment, and they were frightened and began to riot.

Xiao Jiu had expected this, and there were constantly soldiers from the Xiao Zi battalion to appease the frightened emotions of the militia.

A round of shelling has completely broken the psychological defenses of these victims, and the effect is unexpectedly good.

Xiao Jiu also watched as Yu Gou, who was suspected of being the leader of the disaster victims, was stunned by the shell.

"After that, it should be easy to talk."

Xiao Jiu muttered to himself.

At night, outside Xiaogang Village.

By this time, the army of refugees had already taken refuge several miles away from Xiaogang Village, and many of them had already been frightened and fled farther away.

The atmosphere of the entire army of victims began to fall silent, and the body of the former leader, Yu Dog, was being thrown away in the field like garbage.

This Yu Dog was not killed by Xiao Jiu's cannon, but was trampled to death by the panicked army of disaster victims.

When he was picked up by a few fellow villagers, he had been trampled to the point of not being human.

"Brother Donkey, what will you do tomorrow?"

In the middle of the crowd, a man in ragged clothes asked a man with dirty hair.

The person who was questioned was Yu Gou's fellow villager, and he was also the man who had instigated Yu Gou to directly attack Xiaogang Village.

When he heard someone ask, the man who was called Brother Donkey said viciously.

"What else can I do, revenge."

When he finished speaking, there were few responders, most of them were silent.

As the sparse discussion sounded, a timid voice ended the discussion.

"But, they have sorcery."

As soon as these words came out, no one refuted them, and they all silently lowered their heads or clasped their fingers.

Yes, during the day, hundreds of brothers were killed by the flying feathers of arrows when the plague army attacked the city.

The enemy behind him even used his magic spells, and the deafening sound of the cannon still makes people's hairs stand on end when I think about it now.

They had never seen such a terrifying firearm before, and they were all amazed at the miracle.

For this mysterious and unpredictable ghostly ability, the instinct of fear instantly suppressed the desire to be full.

Just when everyone was despairing at the terrifying sound of the cannon during the day, the voice of the man called Brother Donkey came to their ears.

"But we can't just wait to starve to death."

"Let's go back tomorrow and see if we can get some food."

As soon as the words fell, a long sigh followed.

When the large number of victims gathered around heard this, they only buried their heads lower after a moment of silence, and the atmosphere became even more dreary.

On the side of Xiaogang Village, Xiao Jiu also got together with Lao Ma and them and a group of militia backbones in the camp tent.

During the day, those three cannon shots had completely shaken the victims like locusts crossing the border.

But Xiao Jiu didn't want to exterminate them, if they could survive this dry season, these people would be the best laborers.

As Xiao Jiu told everyone about his intention to accommodate some of the victims, Xiao Ziying naturally did not have any objections.

However, the militia began to communicate in a whisper, and there was a lot of criticism about this.

Because once a large number of victims are accepted by Xiao Jiu, it means that they will have to cut back on food and clothing in the days to come.

But their opinions can't affect Xiao Jiu, and they can only complain about this.