Liao soldiers like to use silver to smash people the most, and use modern industrial technology products to smash people.

Ma Can's elite soldiers, swords, inner armor, and muskets, and if necessary, equipped with war horses. The outfit is worth less than 2,000 silver dollars, which is really a waste. These powerful weapons of military power will occasionally fall into the market and will be hyped up at sky-high prices.

Naturally, these powerful tools are strictly controlled.

Ma Cheng is very impressed by the American army's practice of smashing people with silver. Our army does not want to smash people with silver. The conditions are not met. Now that the conditions have been met, Ma Cheng is honest and rude, waving his official position.

He armed his Liao army to his teeth and liked to crush me with brute force.

Four thousand bandits abandoned a large number of weapons and fled back to Jianmen Pass, guarding all the checkpoints and unable to retreat.

Over the past few days, the Liao soldiers became more and more unscrupulous and began to attack various dangerous passes.

In the city, the bandits were beaten and hid behind the battlements and fired guns randomly. Under the city, the Liao soldiers hid in a group of three or five people, hid in the bushes and fired cold guns behind the trees. The bandits were defeated in the shooting skills. Two or three days later

He was beaten so hard that he dared not show his head. He only guarded the city with a small number of elite soldiers, and hid in the hidden soldiers' cave. He lay behind the female wall and refused to show his head again. He died if he showed his head. The bandits were beaten.

I was so scared that I finally tasted the pain of the Eight Banners soldiers.

The increasingly arrogant Liao soldiers pushed up the captured light cannons, fired a fierce bomb, blocking important roads on the Jianmen Pass line, and were elusive and sitting on the ground as the mountain king who started the robbery.

Two days later, in the northwest of Chengdu, Huayang County.

There were no tens of millions of people in Sichuan for Zhang Xianzhong to massacre. In the sixth year of Wanli, there were 262,694 households in Sichuan, with a population of 3,102,73, and 24th in Kangxi of the Qing Dynasty.

In 2018, there were only 18,090 left. Who was the 3.1 million Sichuan people massacred? According to Volume 1 of Wenjiang County Chronicle of the Republic of China, there were only 32 households in Wenjiang County in thirteen years after Zhang Xianzhong's death.

The thirteenth year after Zhang Xianzhong's death happened to be the year when the Qing army conquered Chongqing.

In the evening, a group of hundreds of bandits cavalry entered the Bluestone Bridge.

It was really a mess. The bandits left the horse outside the town. Three or four hundred people broke into the door and plundered them, pulling the hens that lay eggs and the ewes that produced milk in the farmer's yard with a rope.

, dragged away. The woman screamed and cried. The bandits finally didn't steal the cattle. They even left more than a dozen oxen for the people of Qingshiqiao. They were eating grass outside the town. It was busy with farming, and I thought it was for Sichuan.

The people kept arable land to grow grain.

The remaining chickens, ducks, geese, and sheep were killed and they all became bandits to serve as wine and food.

At the entrance of the town, some young and strong Sichuan people returned home with a hoe and happened to run into the plundering bandits. Dozens of young and strong avoided one side of the road, bowed their heads, and they did not dare to look directly at the horse and ride proudly.

The bandits, but this group of bandits with their belly erect, was quite embarrassed, with a knife and a horse, holding chickens, ducks and lambs in their hands, and manipulating the war horses to take small steps on the road, so they were satisfied with the robbery.

I left happily, but I didn't kill anyone.

On the side of the road, several young and angry Sichuan people held their hoes tightly, but did not dare to hurt people suddenly.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and a large number of cavalry suddenly appeared on the bluestone bridge.

"Major General, after passing the Bluestone Bridge, it will be Huayang County. There is a Guandi Temple beside the bridge, which is very effective."

Chen Youde's riding skills were actually good, and he followed Ma Can and said in a compliment.

Ma Can was excited and smiled and said, "The Guandi Temple in Sichuan is indeed effective. I must pay a visit later."

The two of them entered Huayang County with a smile. After 50 miles of Huayang, the ground of Chengdu County was ripe fruit. A ripe fruit was waiting for Ma Can to pick. More than two thousand horses occupied the Bluestone Bridge and passed through the bridge surface. Afterwards, it quickly expanded and controlled the spacious, ancient stone bridge, which actually blocked hundreds of cavalry and bandits' way. Two thousand cavalry left hundreds of cavalry to be responsible for breaking the rear. The remaining troops crossed the bridge in large numbers and rushed towards hundreds of bandits' light cavalry. .

Hundreds of bandits were confused, sitting on the horse holding chickens, ducks, lambs, and were stunned. They watched as the gang of cavalry in front of them rattled on the back of the horses, erected their spears and swung their savages, and even wielded their shiny sabres. Some people with flat fire guns and crossbows rushed up, surrounded the bandits and light cavalry and drove around the horses and circled them, and shouted and neighed.

"Dear men, which soldier is it from?"

"Where are the elite cavalry under the tent of the Eight Kings? Which general is the leader?"

Hundreds of cavalry bandits were surrounded by thousands of Liao soldiers, looking up and down with malicious intentions, and they could only scream, thinking that these murderous cavalry with black armor were sent by the Eight Kings to Chengdu for their business. However, Those savages did not answer, but their murderous aura was getting heavier and heavier.

"It's an officer and a soldier!"

A harsh scream triggered a massacre. The bowstring tilted the arrow and shot out in response. A terrifying scream erupted. Dozens of bandits in the outer circle howled and fell off the horse. The hen and the lamb took the opportunity to break free. , clamored and ran away happily, and another gust of bowstrings sounded. More and more bandits were caught. The scene was chaotic and funny. The spot was full of poultry running around everywhere, and bandits fell from horses from time to time.

"Subsequent, down!"

"Grandpa, please spare me!"

The meat was on the chopping board, and hundreds of gangsters squeezed into a ball and couldn't move. They dismounted and knelt on the ground, raised their hands to surrender, and were surrounded by this group of light cavalry of unknown origin. Some arrows shot over several people, and hundreds of gangsters were The tactful soldiers abandoned their weapons, kowtowed, and begged the officers and soldiers to beg for mercy. After a while, some Liao soldiers turned over and dismounted, put the shiny sword on the necks of the bandits, and slapped several leaders with the backs of the swords.

In the back team, Ma Can arrived under the escort of his personal soldiers, but laughed and said, "It's so lively, is it half a banquet?"

Several bandit leaders were being whipped by the back of the knife, and the horse whip was rolling all over the ground. Where could they answer? The bandits who were lucky enough to die were crawling and kneeling on the ground and sticking their butts high, trembling. On both sides, the sound of horse hooves were rumbling. Go deep into Shiqiao Town, quickly control the strategic points of entering and leaving the town, and arrange warnings.

Half an hour later, the town was in the middle.

A bandit general with bloody mouth and disheveled hair was kneeling in front of him, holding a little lamb in his arms.

Ma Can looked at the little lamb in horror and said, "It's dead, you'll get your life."

The bandit Qian was so scared that he trembled and hurriedly let go. The little lamb broke free and kicked him hard in the face. The nose was bleeding. Qian Qian's tears fell down, but he knelt on the ground and kowtowed. When he cried, he was like a woman in the city, begging hard.

"Official, yes, please be kind!"
Chapter completed!