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In the twelfth lunar month of winter, the frozen wooden gate of Yizhou City suddenly made a creaking sound.

Chapter 78. Take City

There is an old saying that knowledge is power! It is scary to be uneducated! These gatekeepers of the Eight Banners in Jianzhou have explained this point very well.

Looking at the sparkling mirror, these people don't know what it is. Even if they encounter an ambush before, the reflected knife light doesn't look like this, and this thing is still hanging around the door, which makes people irritated Yes, just 3 minutes after Mao Jue flashed like a cat, the braided soldier who looked like the object at the door cursed angrily, carrying a knife and a bow, and walked angrily towards the hillside.

And what was even more perfect was that the remaining four goalkeepers followed suit.

The ups and downs happened so fast, Wen Meng next to him turned pale, and stuffed a handful of snow into Qian Zeng's mouth first to save this bad thing. With his head hanging low, Mao Jue was the only one, still focusing the telescope on the braided soldiers.

The heavy snow in the Northeast is really strong enough. A trench was dug horizontally forward. The people behind followed it with cotton clothes and dragged the snow out. In ten minutes, they dug more than nine meters. The snow cover on it did not collapse, five braids deep Climbing up the slope with one foot and one foot, and walking more than ten meters away, he also became more cautious. The leader covered the light in his eyes with one hand, and opened his mouth to curse a few words in Manchu. Naturally, Mao Jue would not answer. He and the braided soldiers muttered to each other again, and the captain drew his bow sharply.

swoosh~

Mao Jue's hand went numb, and the telescope came out of his hand. The arrow shot through the mirror and directly plunged into the snowdrift behind him. This accuracy made Mao Jue's scalp tingle.

It can be seen that the shot was shot, and the five braided soldiers became excited. They walked forward quickly again, and ran close to Mao Jue's trench with one foot deep and one shallow foot. They didn't know that they had entered the death zone !

"rise!"

In an instant, the heavy snow fell, directly fascinated the eyes of several braided soldiers, and then there were a few puff puff puff sounds, it was not expected that there would be people hiding under the snow, bayonet pierced at close range, and a stream of blood swayed on the cold on the snow.

"It's now! Go!"

It was too late to take into account Shen Rong's arson plan. A big log was placed under his buttocks, and Mao Jue rushed down like a galloping aphid. Many people in the personal team were equipped with skis. across the hillside with snowflakes splashing.

But the time of invincibility was too long, and a few patrolling soldiers on the city wall didn't know what was going on. They stared blankly at the sky covered with snow powder on the hillside. Only when a large group of people had rushed to more than 100 meters, did someone use their full power. Yuyu yelled in horror and ran down.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

Mao Jue's big log rushed down the hillside in a powerful way, and it slammed into the door with a bang full of snowflakes. The two braided soldiers behind wanted to close the door, but they were knocked into rolling gourds, but Mao Jue He was also having a hard time, the recoil threw him out, and stuck his head up into the snowdrift shoveled by the side of the road at the gate of the city.

Snowboards have become another weapon of the Mao family group, almost following Mao Jue, and more than 100 soldiers have also been killed, many of them are hunters and ginseng diggers. These two boards are comparable to Mao Jue. It was much neater, and many people shook their heads beautifully, and then, the gunfire that had been prepared for a long time shot directly at the door.

The braided soldier is also a human being, with a pig's tail dragging on his head without adding any buffs. Under the dense bullets, the unlucky ghost in the front was directly beaten to death, and the one in the back ran away.

"Quick, grab!"

Wen Meng followed behind, and his eyeballs were about to pop out. While waving his hands and yelling for the soldiers to grab the door, he grabbed Mao Jue's kicking legs and pulled them out violently. With a puff, he pulled him out like a carrot again. come out.

His lips were scratched by the ice. As soon as he came out, Mao Jue spat out a mouthful of bloody dirty snow, rubbed his head in a daze, and pulled out the revolver angrily. At this juncture, Yizhou Suddenly, there were bursts of hurried hooves in the city. I don't know how many braided cavalry appeared at the end of the street. Seeing these ferocious Eight Banners cavalry rushing towards him, the guards who just took down the city gate were subconscious. Just run back.

bang~ bang~ bang bang~

Just two steps back, several explosive spots popped up underneath, holding up the revolver, Mao Jue was still bleeding from his mouth, jumping up and cursing angrily.

"Who dares to run away from me? Damn it, do you have fire sticks in your hands? You fucking forgot what you usually practice! Go back to me, kill!"

Thousands of words are not as powerful as guns, these new recruits trembled even more after being scolded by Mao Jue, subconsciously slipped the bayonet into the muzzle of the gun with a clatter, and dozens of people crowded at the door gathered together, a cold light flashed The bayonets stood up.

Banners are also human beings, and they are afraid of death! Seeing the hedgehog-like bayonet jungle, the first subconscious action of the soldier was to rein in his horse and wait and see hesitantly.

With this kung fu, the soldiers who ran for hundreds of meters on their two legs had almost reached the end. Their flintlock guns had gunpowder in them.

"Fat Master!"

Regardless of whether the soldiers under his command understood Yingwen or not, he wiped the blood on his lips and rushed to the front. Mao Jue raised his knife and shouted vigorously. In no time, the second group of soldiers panting heavily clicked the trigger.

Crackling~

Mao Jue's new gun is much longer, stronger and has a larger charge than the previous bird gun, and it still uses the frightening pointed Minnie bullets. The terrifying force erupting from the barrel easily penetrates the front few holes. A cavalryman, blood spattered to the back.

As expected of the Eight Banners cavalry, they hadn't collapsed at this time. The cavalry behind just dragged their horses and retreated to the street fence anxiously, looking for cover, but the blood splattered bloomed a gorgeous rose in the eyes of the soldiers. .

"Fight with those dogs * day!"

I don't know who yelled the first sound. The eyes of the trembling soldiers who were huddled together like cubs just now were all red. In an instant, the bayonets scattered, because everyone suddenly rushed forward like a lunatic .

It's not that I haven't seen Ming soldiers suddenly go crazy like crazy people. As long as they kill the crazy few in front, the whole team will collapse. They put down the bows in hand, and the remaining braided soldiers drew out their sabers with a full face. Kicking the horse out, trotting towards the crowd.

But they don't know that this team has been carefully preparing to deal with them and has trained hard for more than half a year.

There are tens of thousands of assassinations every day, and the movements of raising and lowering the bayonet are almost subconscious. It is impossible to run such a distance in the street. The leader of the braided soldier has just turned his saber, and the bayonet of a soldier facing him has already ruthlessly pierced his crotch. On the horse's body, a half-meter-long bayonet pierced directly into the horse's heart. They spent a whole month piercing the rough model of this thing, and even dreamed that these soldiers were stabbing the heart of the horse, and the heart of a person. This step is simply familiar. , a giant horse weighing hundreds of catties was knocked down by such a knife.

The horse led the screaming knight to the side, and immediately after that, countless bayonets were stabbed down fiercely. Not only him, but the rest of the braids were not much better. It looked a bit like a biohazard. Surrounded by a dozen or so lunatic Ming troops, the ground was stained with blood.

On the wall, in the roar of shouts, two soldiers were shot down by arrows, but immediately after that, the half-meter-long bayonet had arrived, and blood holes were blooming one after another. On the door, the floating On the blue silk cloth, the Nielong, who opened his teeth and claws, was ruthlessly kicked down.

On the other side, in the north of the city, the thick smoke that Mao Jue had been waiting for also rushed towards the blue sky, and Shen Rong also made a move on the other side.

Everything entered the rhythm designed by Mao Jue, and within a few minutes, the vent-like battle was over. The bloody and splattered soldiers gathered around Mao Jue again, holding a bayonet dripping with blood, panting heavily.

There was still blood on the corner of his mouth, like a vampire who had just sucked human blood, holding a knife in his right hand and a revolver in his left hand, the corner of Mao Jue's mouth evoked the most evil and chic smile in his life, shaking Shaking the knife on his right wrist.

"Go on!"

Behind him, Wen Meng hissed with all his might.

"Three whistles to the left! Four whistles to the right! Control the city walls and don't let one go!"

On this day, it really seemed to be the end of the small city of Yizhou. Black smoke lingered, and on the city walls, there were ghostly white-robed Ming soldiers with their despicable bird guns and even sharper tiger crouching guns. The city was strafed, and on the streets, the nobles of Jianzhou swarmed and ran around under the crossfire and fell to the ground.

It is said that the Han people are as weak as sheep, but this is not the case with real people. Even in front of the strong, they are even weaker. Mao Jue rushed from the main street to the Zhenglan Banner Yamen with one or two whistles, "Qiu Wucheng", and the flags running around. Under their "good words of persuasion", the villagers also obediently hid back in the house, and the chaos gradually subsided again.

At the gate of the yamen, Mao Jue met Shen Rong again.

Different from the usual narrow-minded man, Shen Rong at this time was like a different person. He took off the white shirt and padded armor on his body, and gusts of heat came out of this man. On his face, On the bare arms and on the knife, ferocious blood was dripping, some of the enemy's, and some of his own.

Obviously, after Mao Jue asked him to create chaos just now, he hid, this tough guy didn't do that!

A ferocious human head was grabbed by the braids and thrown under Mao Jue's feet, and immediately the man knelt down on one knee with a knife in his hands.

"General, the general of the Jiannu yamen has already cleaned up for you, and the head of the slave chief Zhenglanqi Niulu Ezhen Ha'erfa was also chopped off for you. I really hate that the slave chief Zhenghongqi is drinking in the west city, and let him He ran away."

"It's okay, it's a good thing he ran away, otherwise Liu Chong wouldn't be very lonely!"

Mentioning this, Mao Jue showed an evil smile again on his face, and following him, Shen Rong, Wen Meng, Pang Pang Hai, etc. also laughed like owls.

By the river, more than a dozen riders, 300, [-], and [-] dignitaries of the two banners were panting and running wildly on the dazzling snow, but in the dazzling white snow by the river in front of their eyes, suddenly a group of white ghosts came alive like the legendary snow demons. come over.

He had been waiting for a long time to fade away, and slowly pulled out the saber from his side. Liu Chong's simple and honest face also revealed a bloodthirsty grin.

Chapter 79. The fastest way to get rich is to rob!

It was a glorious victory. Eight hundred soldiers took over Houjin's important town on the east bank of the Yalu River in World War I, invaded North Korea's bridgeheads, and even the Zhenglan Banner's garrison. The leader of the army was a newborn calf under twenty.

Although the subdivision is a bit shabby, most of the bannermen of the two banners have been dropped into the customs and cleared. There are only a hundred or so bannermen left behind in Yizhou City, and most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. The entire Liaodong battlefield and even the lost cities and territories on the Guannei battlefield, Mao Jue finally won the first battle to recover the lost territory, and more importantly, he burst a bubble in Houjin.