Daming: At the start of the showdown, Lao Zhu was stunned

Chapter 242
Leather Market Street, as the name suggests, is a street market formed by traders gathering together to sell fur goods.

On both sides of the street, there are many stalls and shops for fur traders who come and go to sell their goods.Today is New Year's Eve, and on such a big day, everyone has to watch the new year at home, and naturally there are not many ordinary people in Pishi Street.Even if there were people here, when they spied soldiers entering here, they would have already sneaked away from the alley in the dark.

At this time, Pishi Street is no longer the noisy and bustling market place before, but the Shura Field full of blood and fire.The remnants of Zhang Shicheng and more than a thousand soldiers of the Ming Dynasty fought heartily here. The soaring flames from the stalls and shops, the sound of shouting and killing, and the sound of weapons clashing together made this New Year's Eve tainted with a layer of panic of war.

The two armies are completely stuck together!
"Despicable dog! Don't you have the dignity of a sergeant?"

"It's kind of a head-on fight to the death with your grandfather!"

Holding a machete in both hands, Zong Laosan, dressed in step armor, was like a demon god, rushing left and right in the formation of the Ming army.

But that's all, no matter where he rushed, there was always a team of Wang Wei with a team of ten or so members staring at him, blocking his machete with spears, spears, and shields, and the big stick hand behind him. From time to time, he would stick over under the cover of the shield, and then hit him violently with a mace, and retracted after the smash.

He yelled outright.

"Don't pay attention to the opponent's provocation, and still use the formation to meet the enemy!" Knowing his strength, Di Meng stood in the center of the formation to maintain the composure of his colleagues.He had recovered from his shock, he just wanted to rely on his personal bravery to take the lead, it was a wrong choice at all, relying on the weakening of the formation is the way to win.

"What exactly is this formation?"

In the rear compartment, Ma Fengsun, who was standing beside Zhang Ren, was dumbfounded.The group of young soldiers on the opposite side were obviously a group of recruits, and those Ming soldiers who only wore leather armor were not elites who fought in hundreds of battles.

Although the number of people on my side is small, they are all dead soldiers left by King Cheng in the past, and all of them are good men who count as ten!

But apart from the confusion when the two armies met at the beginning, the group of recruits on the opposite side quickly gained a foothold, fighting back and forth with their side.

Specifically, after the enemy put up that strange formation!
He, Ma Fengsun, is also a resourceful and decisive counselor, otherwise, he would not have taken the burden of pretending to be a businessman in the past and secretly developing power in the city.But even though he was familiar with military books and strategies, he had never seen such a strange formation.I saw about a dozen soldiers in each small formation of the opponent, divided into the joint attack, like one person.Often there are only a dozen or so people in the area, but they can completely suppress the dead soldiers of the Zhang family who are far more numerous than themselves!

Moreover, these dozens of small formations seem to have no connection, but they faintly form a large formation, covering each other, advancing and retreating freely.Occasionally, a few people rushed into their formation with bravery, but died quietly after a while!

This seemingly loose formation is like a meat grinder, mercilessly devouring the lives of its own dead soldiers!
"Cough, cough, damn it! This place is too cramped! If it's in a wide area, I'll take a dozen people to form a formation and rush up to crush the bird formation..." Zong Laosan, who was forced back several times He spat violently, and the sputum was already stained with blood.

That young general led more than a dozen people to bite him tightly, and there was a tendency to drag him to death directly.The mace hit the armor one after another, even though the infantry armor was extremely thick, he still suffered some internal injuries.

If Zhu Su were here, he would definitely praise him for his knowledge.This mandarin duck formation was originally a formation to deal with melee battles. The battle formations of the armed police in later generations, with shields in front and sticks in back, and spears in front and shields in back, also evolved from the mandarin duck formations.

In this kind of street fighting, the mandarin duck formation suitable for melee combat has a miraculous effect.However, if they charged with a majestic army formation, the loose formation of mandarin duck formation would be too much for them.

However, Pishi Street is narrow, and there are stalls and shops everywhere, so how can they have any room for them to form a geese-shaped array and a crane-wing array?

Once the scene dragged into a melee, Wu Wangwei and Wei Suo's army stood firm!

"The girls of the Chen family, you have such high-sightedness and low-sightedness! You must have missed something here, and Zhu Su's son's Wu Wangwei is here! It is obvious that we have been tricked!" Under the mood of irritability, Zong Lao San couldn't help complaining loudly up.

"Then... what should we do now?"

"Why don't you withdraw first and find another opportunity..." At this point in the situation, Zhang Ren couldn't care less about defending Chen Hui, and asked in a panic, with his eyes cast aside.

Ma Fengsun and Zong Laosan looked at each other, and there was a flash of disappointment in their eyes.

"Young master." Ma Fengsun cupped his hands. "Although it's a trick, we can't retreat from this situation."

"If this retreats, there will be no hope for our revival plan..."

"When the hearts of the people in the city turn to the light, the general situation will be over...Zhu Su will definitely not give me another chance!"

"Today we must think of a way to burn the grain and grass in the reserve warehouse!"

Ma Fengsun gritted his teeth.As long as the preparation warehouse is burned, the victims in the city will be in chaos.If there is chaos in the city, then the Second Young Master who is spying outside may be able to take down the Suzhou Mansion if the soldiers come to the city.

As long as the second son can succeed, even if people like himself die here today with the young master, then...

Anyway, they are all descendants of King Cheng!
"Are we going to continue rushing forward?" Zhang Ren didn't know what Ma Fengsun was thinking, but his face turned pale with horror from the blood and flesh field in front of him. "There is already an ambush here, God knows if there are any ambushes in the reserve warehouse?"

"If there are still there, what's the use of us killing them?"

"There must be no ambush in the reserve warehouse!" Ma Fengsun said firmly. "These people are all the troops that Zhu Su's children can mobilize!"

"Besides, my eyeliner has already reported, Zhu Su's son, indeed gathered all the people who can talk in the city into that building."

"Even if there are soldiers, Xiao'er's subordinates don't have the prestige enough to lead the soldiers!"

"I didn't see anyone setting up an ambush here. It's just a team leader under Xiao'er, just a brat?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Renzong's third child was stunned.Yes, there are people with prestige who can lead the army, all in that building.

The one who set up such a heavy burden was only a young guard under the command of Zhu Su's son.

So where is the child still manpower, set up another layer of ambushes in the grain depot?
"So, as long as we can rush into the reserve warehouse, we don't need many people to burn down that reserve warehouse?" Zong Laosan's eyes flickered fiercely.

"Exactly!" Ma Fengsun nodded heavily. "As long as you can cross this dragon's pond and tiger's lair regardless of the cost."

"Even if there are only a dozen or so people left, we have won!"

"..." Zong Laosan gritted his teeth, and a bloody smell spread from his mouth between his teeth.

"That's it, old horse."

"Leave 100 people for me, you lead the young master and others to retreat first..."

Zhang Ren was delighted when he heard this, while Ma Fengsun was puzzled.

"Old Zong, what are you talking about? Didn't I say just kill him..."

"I didn't tell you to get away." Zong Laosan explained patiently.

"Ming Dog must have blocked the Jinmu Bridge. Even if we cross this bridge, we may not be able to cross it on the bridge."

"Since you conclude that the warehouse is unprepared, then Minggou's troops must be scattered around here."

"In this case, it's better to find a way to bypass Minggou."

"I'll lead people here to stop Ming Gou. You and the young master lead people to find a shallow water and swim there to burn the reserve warehouse."

"If someone chases after you, leave a few more behind..."

Ma Fengsun was taken aback.I lowered my head and thought, if only a dozen people are sent to the reserve warehouse, this method is really feasible.

Although swimming across the river in winter, if the Ming army ran into him, he would almost die.But if they were broken into pieces, as long as they were not chased and killed by the Ming army, they could always run over a few!
There is a lot to be done about this!

"But, old man like this..." Ma Fengsun still hesitated.

"Isn't it just a hundred catties of meat? King Cheng has been kind to me, and I sold my life to him a long time ago." Zong Laosan said with a smile.

"If you can survive, remember to burn a few more stacks of paper money and send it to the bottom every Qingming Festival every year, for my brothers and me to spend!"

(End of this chapter)