Chapter 221: The Bandit

Ma Cheng also learned the turtle tactics and stuffed the soldiers in his hands into the defense line until they were crowded. This tactic was useless when it met the Jiannu Iron Cavalry, but it was extremely effective against the upper bandits and rebels, and the bandits were extremely lacking.

The strong bow and hard crossbow, and there are no cannons, and they are not afraid of being densely shot by long-range firepower. The disadvantage is that they are attacked from all sides and have more and more refugees gathered from all over the place, which has surrounded the county town into a Jedi.

In the midst of the noise, several rebel camps were ready to move, probably because they were coordinating the siege.

The city gate suddenly opened wide, and a team of officials pulled the brigade of grain trucks out of the city gate. More than fifty grain trucks quickly left the city. The government army still got off the grain truck and ran away. Soon the city gate was closed again.

The stunned rebels jumped up and down in a rage in the distance, and actually missed the god-given opportunity to attack the city gate. It was too late to say anything. More than fifty frames of food were quietly parked on the open space a hundred steps away from the city gate. It was already an arrow on the city.

Within the range of the arrow.

The bandits outside the Ximen Gate started to stir up trouble. After a while, refugees who were not afraid of death came to grab the food.

Hundreds of refugees came over with their families and ignored the dark defenders in the city. If no one was around, they would open the food bag and squeeze the rice and flour into their mouths. The officers in the city had already given orders that they would not shoot arrows, and two on the west wall were allowed to do so.

Qianduodenglai Bing stood silently and looked at the hungry people who were as thin as a hundred steps away and began to grab food. Among them, there were many half-year-old boys, and women with dry and thin hair. Most of them grabbed the rice and stuffed it into their mouths.

The city stood silently, but outside the city, a large number of refugees flocked to the crowd, with dense heads.

I was so hungry that the refugees did not care whether they were fired in the city or not. Fifty cargoes of rice and flour caused the rebels to fall into riots. This was also a strange plan that Fu Zonglong had come up with. Seeing that more and more refugees were gathering under the city, they did not expect the rebels.

Hundreds of crossbowmen suddenly rushed out of the military formation, lined up to shoot arrows from afar, shooting arrows at the hungry people who were snatching food frantically. Screams came out, and the refugees who had no iron after several rounds of arrows fell.

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The rebel archers were not ruthless, and the arrow rain was getting denser and the sound of muskets sounded. The refugees who grabbed the food were shot and killed, and blood flowed into a river. This random shot would probably kill five or six hundred people. There were still many more.

Many injured people were lying on the ground and screaming in pain. The snow-white rice and flour were sprinkled on the dry soil, which was particularly dazzling.

The refugees who were robbing food were shot bloodily, and the riotous rebel formation gradually became quiet.

After a while, some young and strong refugees walked out of the formation tremblingly under the threat of rebels' reprimands and chopping, and walked past the layers of corpses, loaded the grain bags with carts and towed them away, sprinkled them on the ground with soil mixed with

The rice and flour were not spared. Seeing that the government army in the city did not shoot arrows, more refugees pressed up and dragged the bodies everywhere. The injured were back. Half an hour later, the outside of the city was cleaned up, with only blood-stained soil emitting.

The smell of blood.

Although Ma Cheng was so horrible, he was secretly frightened and didn't even let go of the food in the dead. It was so miserable.

The two thousand Denglai soldiers in the city were all tidy, their hearts were soft-hearted and their heads lowered, and their timid hands and feet were trembling.

Ma Cheng glanced at the army soldiers with a black face near him, his legs trembled uncontrollably, and he roared: "You are all from Dengzhou, Laizhou, what about the governor of Denglai, Yuan Gong, have you ever suffered a disaster in your hometown?

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After a silence, an officer near the neighbor replied loudly: "When you say that, Mr. Yuan is kind and a good official in the world. We have good weather in our hometown and we have not suffered any disaster."

Ma Cheng grinned and said in a stern manner: "If Shaanxi loses its rules, Henan will not be protected. If Henan passes, it will be Shandong. Denglai Prefectures are also Feng Shui treasure land."

The officer with a Denglai accent shivered out of thin air, his face changed drastically, obviously thinking about the terrible consequences that would have caused by a large number of refugees who fled Shandong. The soldiers with trembling legs shook even harder, and looked at them with wide eyes and fear.

Hundreds of thousands of refugees outside the city seemed to see the horror scene of refugees looking for food from the dead.

There was a dead silence, and the soldier suddenly screamed: "Kill the thief and protect his hometown!"

First, there were sparse shouts, and soon the roar of killing the thief and protecting his hometown sounded. Ma Cheng was happy. The shout seemed to be a little lacking in energy, but it greatly improved the morale of the army.

In the afternoon, the sun is in the sky.

The smoke of cooking fires rose from the rebel formation, and the fragrance of rice came. The generals in the city looked at each other for a while and knew that the rebels were determined to attack the city, and this meal was a silence. The official army in the city was also silently

When we were having a meal, rice, white flour and pickles were mixed with pickles, but everyone ate it sweetly. It seemed that the venting roar just now gave the two thousand Denglai soldiers a little more confidence.

After dinner, the rebel formation finally started to move.

Hundreds of riders were guarding several leaders, and everyone slowly approached with a large shield, shouting loudly: "Listen, go to the city quickly!"

"Please surrender to Xiancheng, and you will not be able to wait for death!"

Ma Cheng's mouth twitched, cursing Cheng, but he had gained some knowledge.

Fu Zonglong ordered, and the city shouted loudly, "Why did he still refuse to retreat after giving food?"

"My adult said that if you want food, you can give me some more and you can quickly retreat."

The rebel cavalry under the city burst into laughter: "We wait for a million troops to take your dog's head!"

"Dog official, I'm too bullying!"

The city was cursing, and Ma Cheng had already waved his hand impatiently, and a raft of arrows shot the enemy's head and rats, ending the farce of the city cursing. He really admired the wisdom of the Ming people, and the two armies formed the formation.

I have to curse for a while before, and I don’t forget to get over the mouth when fighting a war. It’s ridiculous. Hundreds of enemy cavalry fled back to the rebel camp several miles away. After half a quarter of an hour, the rebel formation slowly moved.

When you get up, you have a great view in the wilderness. If you put on a pergola, you can see the movements of the rebels.

The first person to go out was a White Lotus Sect. The number was about a thousand people. Everyone was tied with a headband and a knife in one hand and the shield in the other. They were all strong men. Behind the thousand scholars, bandits from all over the country were slowing down.

In the slowdown, there was no formation in a mess. The weapons in their hands were all varied, but the majority were short blades. The first batch of bandits attacking the city were all elite soldiers, with more than ten thousand people. It depends on the posture that they wanted to fight.

The White Lotus Cult, who was leading the White Lotus Cult, formed a scattered formation, rhythmically attacked the shield to enhance courage. The rebel camp had to walk for a long time outside the range of the Fran machine cannon, and watched the scattered distance.

The rebels of the wrong rebels, Ma Cheng first grinned and quickly restrained. The rebels with rusty combat skills and poor combat methods under the city were not ridiculous. It was such a rebel who subverted the great country of the Heavenly Kingdom. It was absurd and thoughtful.

Shocked, the fall of the Ming Dynasty was really a big joke made by God.

The city wall is too narrow and cannot be used to open the cannon, so the brigades can only allow the brigades to enter the range of the arrow crossbow firearm.

When the bandits stepped within a hundred steps, there were arrows of crossbows and firearms on the city, and the shields shot from a high place were clattering. After a round of arrows, dozens of White Lotus Cultists were shot over, and Denglai, who lacked training, was shot.

It is difficult for soldiers to form volleys. The brave ones are full of energy, and the brave ones are trembling. They try their best to eject the arrow iron. The lethality is naturally much worse than the volley. It seems to have densely formed a coverage, but the effect is extremely poor.
Chapter completed!