The Ma Quanyou tribe is known as "coming and going like the wind", and its maneuverability is terrifying. All its soldiers and bravery come from the nomadic tribes in the prairie. The Ma Quanyou family used to be the princely family of the nomadic tribe, but now it is a large ranch with tens of thousands of square kilometers of grassland.
host.
These soldiers have grown up on horses since childhood, and they are their most loyal friends and partners when they step off their mounts.
Even if they encounter a strong enemy, with few against many, they can rely on their mobility to retreat calmly while often causing great trauma to the enemy.
Ma Quanyou's tribe has been in the Northern Territory for many years. He is a grassland warlord who is feared by everyone. Even Qi Huaide, the governor of Northern Territory, is also quite afraid of him.
But at Lijiaying by the Xiaotang River, the extremely arrogant prairie cavalry felt unprecedented fear for the first time.
The bandit soldiers who are killing people and setting fires in the village seem to be very chaotic, but they have their own unique way of contacting each other. They have whistles hanging around their necks. They can blow various tones and music, not only for the girl they love, but also for the girl they love.
A warning tool for each other during combat.
Therefore, when they heard the rapid whistle, two long and one short, the bandit soldiers nearby naturally went to help.
At first, this kind of whistle only sounded in the central area of the village. Naturally, it encountered resistance from the militia organized by the village's big households.
But gradually, the whistles that represent extreme danger and call for help are being blown in more and more areas.
Gradually, whistles like this came from all directions.
Ma Sanjie was the platoon leader. He was approaching a little girl with a lewd smile on his face at a farmer's house, and reached out to unbuckle his belt.
But suddenly there was a faint warning whistle outside, and Ma Sanlegs cursed her. Although he was reluctant, if he ignored his companions asking for help, if someone exposed him, he would be punished by the superior command.
The official buried him alive.
He picked up the carbine on his side and walked out of the thatched hut. He ran a few steps following the whistle, only to see a dozen of his companions crawling behind a mound of dirt, shooting fiercely at a fenced yard.
"Damn, little man, what's inside..." Before Ma Sanleg could finish his words, he suddenly saw a dark grenade thrown out from inside, and it landed with perfect accuracy behind the mound of earth used by his companions as a bunker.
There was a loud bang. Although Ma San's legs were still far away, he still felt dizzy. He took a few steps back and sat down on the ground. He felt a burning pain in his stomach, as if he had been splashed by shrapnel.
, a painful scream came from my ears.
Whether it is the ultra-long distance when the grenade is thrown, the accuracy of the angle, or the judgment of the explosion time, it is simply wonderful, leaving the enemy no time to react at all. This is almost beyond what normal warrior training can achieve.
Of course, this is something Ma Sanlegi only figured out after a long time.
Ma Sanleg could only remember that in the thick smoke, he could vaguely see three black figures, appearing like ghosts. They were covering each other and shooting, and the figures of his companions fell to the ground one by one.
Afterwards, Ma Sanlegs fainted.
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The horse was beating the horse with all its strength, and there were seven or eight companions around it, all of whom were beating the horse with all their strength, just wanting to escape as far away as possible.
That village is now a terrible hell.
It was like a nightmare for more than ten minutes. I didn't realize it at all. It seemed that there were not many living people on my side. The enemy was the devil. The terrible devil seemed to suddenly appear from the ground. Three devils formed a group and harvested to their heart's content.
Take care of the lives of your companions.
When he saw Brother Ma, who was the company commander, a hole suddenly exploded in his head, his brains splattered out, and he fell straight next to him.
The horse's legs completely collapsed. As he whistled, his most loyal partner quickly came galloping over. He got on the horse and ran away desperately.
He even forgot what a good friend he was beneath him, and instead beat him with a riding crop, leaving blood marks on his close partner's buttocks.
It seemed like I had run more than ten kilometers in one breath.
The horse neighed and ran like an extreme sprint. It couldn't help it, and there was a faint foam at the corner of its mouth.
"Is my third brother still alive?" Ma Silegs loudly asked the dozen or so riders around him who had narrowly escaped death.
At this moment, a strange roar suddenly came from the sky.
"What is that?" A companion pointed to the sky in horror.
A black spot in the distance was approaching very quickly and getting bigger and bigger. It was a steel-like machine flying in the air, with the top propeller spinning rapidly.
Ma Silegs had heard about this thing and shouted loudly: "It's a machine gun plane! Get out of the way, get out of the way!" He whipped his riding whip and urged his mount to run to the side.
The sound of the machine gun "click, click, click" sounded.
From the corner of the eye, the image of the horse's legs, a companion and the horse beneath him suddenly burst out with countless blood, and the screams and the whine of the horse suddenly fell to the yellow earth, as if there was a bloodbath
rain.
When he was feeling terrified, his body suddenly flew out like clouds and mist, but the horse underneath him was already exhausted. He stepped on the soft crop field with uneven force. His front hoof gave way and he fell sideways. After landing heavily, he fell down very hard.
Quickly roll to your feet.
But the horse's legs had already been smashed to pieces and he fainted.
The horse didn't know how long it stayed by his side, licking his face, hoping that its owner would wake up, even if the owner just went crazy and beat him with blood.
A figure approached, "There is a prisoner here!"
"What a loyal horse!" the voice of a tall woman wearing a red mask.
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"That's too much!" Lu Ming frowned and looked at Chang Lei and Hong Ying, "In the future, we have to calculate economic accounts. We will run as many as we can and chase them with helicopters. Do we have plenty of oil in our tankers? Are we still wasting cannons?
Bullets, you call it anti-aircraft cannon to kill mosquitoes, do you understand?"
Neither Chang Lei nor Hong Ying dared to speak.
"Although we have always fought rich wars, you are my guards, not to mention that the value of one person's equipment is equivalent to that of an infantry company in the Northern Territory. If it is to reduce our minimum casualties, naturally it is not used at all.
Settle the score, but use helicopters to chase the cavalry? Just because I said I would annihilate them all?"
"Lord, I was wrong!" Chang Lei looked ashamed.
As several security companies under the direct jurisdiction of the Prince's Security Bureau, the commanders of each security company were personally trained by Bizhu, and Chang Lei was no exception.
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Hong Ying is tall and has a red mask covering her face. Her expression cannot be seen, but she has her head drooped, and she is obviously terrified.
In fact, the helicopter belonging to the Red Wings Guards has been following Lu Ming and has not participated in the battle, because no matter when it comes, the first priority of the Red Wings Guards is to protect the safety of its owner.
"After all, a few ran away. This Ma Jiajun has something." Lu Ming said thoughtfully, "Okay, you go!"
Naturally, no one else was present when he reprimanded his two most trusted subordinates.
This is a flower hall in the mansion of Li Shengru, the old patriarch of Lijiaying.
If the three-person combat team from Hong Ling hadn't entered the Li family's mansion as quickly as possible, the Li family would probably have lost their heads by now.
Li Shengru simply regarded Commissioner Zhang as a living Bodhisattva. He made sure to invite Commissioner Zhang to his home, and even brought his son and grandson to kowtow to Commissioner Zhang.
It is completely different from the respectful but respectful attitude of Peng Zhengwang, the leader of Pengjiazhai, towards the Black Mountain Army these days.
But now, Peng Zhengwang's mood was obviously completely different. As soon as Chang Lei and Hong Ying left, he came to the flower hall accompanied by Li Shengru.
Only they themselves knew how the two old men, who had been hostile to each other all their lives, felt when facing each other, but they both had smiles on their faces and looked intimate. When facing Lu Ming, they were both respectful and courteous.
"Commissioner Zhang, from a military point of view, it would be a taboo for you to station troops near Lijiazhai on this side of the river, right?" Peng Zhengwang said with a smile, "Isn't it right? We should go back to Pengjiazhai?"
Li Shengru frowned, but the old fox was right and it was hard to refute.
Lu Ming waved his hand, "I'm going out for a walk!" This was not a question that the squires could discuss with themselves. After all, they were just villagers, and they still didn't have much experience.
"Okay, okay!" Peng Zhengwang and Li Shengru both stood up.
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Lijiaying was actually still in a miserable state. Many people died, many houses were burned, and there were cries everywhere.
Lu Ming walked in the village and sighed softly: "I didn't expect that Ma Quan's friends are just like bandits. They will also massacre submissive villages. If I had known, I should have expelled them yesterday."
Li Shengru was stunned, "Commissioner, if you say this, all of us in the village will be ashamed!"
"Huh? Li Moyu, come here!" Lu Ming waved to a figure who was hiding far away and seemed to want to squeeze over.
Li Moyu ran over quickly, with sadness and anger in his eyes, but more of excitement.
"I heard that you are still participating in the battle?" Lu Ming asked.
Li Moyu was a little embarrassed, "It doesn't count, sir..."
Indeed, when he followed the large army across the bridge, the fighting here was already ending.
But I heard from some villagers that Mr. Zhang's men were as powerful as magic soldiers and generals, and were invulnerable, while those bandits were simply vulnerable to a single blow.
Li Moyu followed up and asked, and finally confirmed that Li Dadou saw with his own eyes that a magic soldier was shot, only fell down, and soon got up like a normal person. What he said was all true and not a lie.
Standing next to Master Zhang at this moment, Li Moyu's heart was full of gratitude, excitement and excitement, but also great fear, and his mood was extremely complicated.
Over there, Lu Ming looked at Li Shengru and then at Peng Zhengwang, "The so-called water source, in fact, Montenegro has the technology to dig deep wells and electric pumps to pump water. When peace and stability are restored, it can be brought in. At least for farmland irrigation, none of you need to draw it.
There were disputes over whether the Xiaotang River had too much water or too little. Now that the Xiaotang River is about to dry up, you all blame each other."
Neither Li Shengru nor Peng Zhengwang knew what Lu Ming was talking about, so they could only remain silent.
"Now, we still have to protect our homes and gardens! Montenegro's law does not allow gentry to organize militia groups, but the county office will uniformly register the militia reserves and send instructors to conduct military training during slack periods." After a pause, Lu Ming said: "But here.
The situation is special. The militia groups of your two villages should be merged into one and renamed Xiaotanghe Militia Company. For real operations, we people will definitely not need to go to the battlefield. The main thing is to maintain order in the rear. A battlefield, logistics, and
Stability in the rear can be said to be the top priority. The Black Mountain Army has just arrived in Anshan. Many people are still the same as before, thinking that there is another mountain king. It doesn't matter, as long as the war does not burn their village, then and
They have nothing to do with each other."
Lu Ming looked at the gloomy sky in the north, "It will take time to see people's hearts!"
"Sir, I want to be a soldier, a Montenegrin soldier, and go to the battlefield!" Li Moyu couldn't help shouting. Lu Ming looked over and immediately felt guilty, lowering his head, "I know, I'm not qualified..."
Lu Ming smiled: "That's not true. We will be recruiting new soldiers on Yanzhou Road and Songshan Road. You are welcome to sign up when the time comes."
"Okay!" Li Moyu was so happy that he clenched his fist hard.
"Sir, I heard that Montenegro is like paradise..." Li Shengru said from the side, "Official officials must be selected by the people, right?"
Lu Ming looked at him and smiled. Obviously, unlike Peng Zhengwang, Li Shengru still cared about the outside world.
Peng Zhengwang was afraid that he had never heard of Black Mountain before.
"It's not that exaggerated!" Lu Ming smiled and said, "Let's work hard in this direction." He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll go back to the military camp. I have a lot to do!"
Several Hong Ling immediately stood behind Lu Ming, preventing everyone from following him.
Li Shengru and Peng Zhengwang took the lead, and dozens of people bowed to see them off.
