High-strength wine can burn. This is a chemical knowledge that people in the Tang Dynasty did not know. In fact, they did not even know what high-strength wine was.

A spark can cause a fire. A dozen dead soldiers were caught off guard and burned until they screamed and rolled in agony. The remaining dead soldiers took a few steps back and still gathered in formation, staring at the gate of the county government with cold eyes.

, the burning robes in front did not arouse their pity at all. In their hearts, the lives of these dozen dead soldiers had been given up.

"Charge in and kill them all!" The leading knight's tone was so angry that his tone became strange.

The dead soldiers rushed into the county government office in a black mass like locusts crossing the border. As soon as they rushed into the middle of the courtyard, the twenty or so people rushing in front suddenly felt something was wrong under their feet. Before they could react, their bodies sank suddenly, and all the twenty or so people rushed in.

He fell into a big hole dug in the middle of the yard.

After a period of miserable screams, the more than twenty dead soldiers all died in the pit. Their bodies were inserted into the sharp knives and spikes that lined the pit, and they were bloody like the kebabs that the Turpan master had just made.

Li Twelve Niang stood at the foot of the stone steps outside the main hall. Looking at the tragic situation in front of her, her eyelids twitched a few times and she turned to look at Gu Qing.

This kid is so cunning, and the traps he has set up are almost impossible to guard against, and every trap is very deadly. It is hard to imagine why the Gu family and his wife, a generation of heroes, can have their descendants act cunningly and sneakily like villains.

However, Li Twelve Niang had to admit that the effect of this insidious mechanism was extremely good. The two sides had not officially fought face to face until now, and the enemy had already killed seventy or eighty people. If Gu Qing had not installed the mechanism, he would have reached the enemy

With such a heavy loss of targets, at least half of our own party will die.

The unpreventable mechanisms made the dead soldiers red-eyed. They had never encountered such a frustrating confrontation. The two sides had barely met, and they had lost half of their troops. Various mechanisms were ingenious, and they finally managed to shoot in the dark.

Bamboo Arrow was on guard when it came, and was immediately doused with high-alcohol alcohol. Just as he was afraid of the horror of high-altitude wine, a big hole was dug in front of him...

They were prepared for this but not that. Everyone was in a state of high mental tension. When they pushed forward, the dead soldiers unconsciously lost their indomitable spirit and took every step cautiously, for fear of appearing from nowhere.

An incredible mechanism and a fierce battle without any smoke were gradually controlled by Gu Qing's side.

There are still more than a hundred dead soldiers left. Ignoring the corpses of Pao Ze scattered in the pit, they continue to form a formation outside the pit. A row of halberds in the front line point straight ahead. Following the leader's order, the dead soldiers are like a battlefield.

The soldiers on top took a step forward in unison.

I have to admit that the combat quality of this group of dead soldiers is very high. The casualties are nearly half, but the team is not in chaos at all. After a short period of turbulence in the morale of the army, an order from the leader can make the morale of the army as stable as a rock again.

Gu Qing hid behind the pillars of the main hall and quietly observed the group of dead soldiers, his heart getting heavier and heavier.

I'm afraid it will be difficult to win tonight. The enemy's force is too strong. Our side is inferior to the enemy in terms of numbers and combat quality. The only thing we can rely on now is the advantage of the terrain and the fewer and fewer organs.

Taking out the dagger from his arms, Gu Qing subconsciously looked at Zhang Huaiyu who was standing not far away, and suddenly a thought came to his mind, the fate of this life will not end tonight, right?

The dagger swung violently and cut off a rope tied to the pillar. The rope was connected to the mechanism. Two rows of logs with spikes suddenly swung from the east and west sides of the yard to the middle of the yard, with sharp spikes.

Refers to the dead men in the courtyard.

When the dead soldiers heard the noise, they turned around and saw two logs covered with spikes crashing towards them. They were so frightened that they hurriedly ducked down to avoid them. Several people were still unable to avoid and were pierced by the spikes in the chest.

As soon as the log swung over, Gu Qing cut off another rope, and several baskets of lime powder ejected from the pillars. The white lime powder instantly spread over the courtyard, and the eyes of the dead soldiers were suddenly confused.

Ten people covered their eyes and screamed.

The leader of the dead soldiers was about to explode with anger. He raised his sword and shouted: "Despicable villain, you have so many dirty tricks, use them all!"

Gu Qing stood under the pillars and shouted loudly: "The enemy's formation is in chaos, kill them quickly!"

The guards and heroes who were ambushing around the courtyard received the order and immediately shot out like arrows. While the dead soldiers were in a mess, the heroes rushed to the middle of the courtyard and slashed with their swords, knocking down ten more people in an instant.

Several people.

The leader of the dead soldiers was anxious. Up to this moment, more than half of his subordinates had been lost, almost all of them died under the opponent's trap.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Return to the door to form a formation!"

However, the dead soldiers could no longer retreat, and a series of traps were released, knocking them unconscious. The heroes of the rivers and lakes took advantage of the situation and rushed into the crowd of the dead soldiers. The enemy and we fought together, and the dead soldiers were bitten by the heroes of the rivers and lakes.

If you don't let go, you won't be able to retreat at all, and you won't have time to form an array calmly.

Gu Qing breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the enemy's formation was destroyed, the lethality would be reduced by at least half. Then they would have to fight on their own, depending on their personal strength.

Gu Qing glanced at Li Twelve Niang and said, "Aunt Li, please take care of yourself. I'll go guard the door of Gensheng's house."

Li Twelve Niang nodded: "You should also be careful. If you are in danger, shout for help and I will come to save you."

After speaking, Li Twelve Niang tiptoed and flew into the courtyard to fight with the enemy.

Outside there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, but inside the house, Song Gensheng was still sitting in front of the case, with a clear expression on his face and writing rapidly.

"... In the land of Liuhe, the clothes are poor and the shoes are poor. The eight wastelands are barbaric. The meat is cheap and coarse. The people have been hungry and cold for a long time. How can they make a living? They rely on the fields and work in the countryside. They bow their backs and are pious and frightened.

When praying, I only ask for coarse soup to satisfy my hunger. The world has been prosperous for a long time, and it has been prosperous for Duke Gongun. The territory has been poor, and it is poor for thousands of people. Nineteen of the world's fields have been collected by the monarchs and ministers, and eleven of them have been left to the people. The people have lost their land.

However, those who starve to death, and those who are rich and powerful banquet and waste their wealth, are all the fault of the monarch and his ministers. The lessons learned from water overturning a boat, and the tragedy of ants collapsing a long embankment are the same in ancient and modern times. Why do I need to say more? You will bear to hear this..."

The screams outside the house reached Song Gensheng's ears. Song Gensheng's writing pen suddenly stopped, his eyes gradually turned red, then tears flowed down his cheeks, and the hand holding the pen trembled uncontrollably.

The formation of the dead soldiers was broken, and the two sides fought together and fell into a melee.

Zhang Huaiyu held a sharp sword in his hand, and most of his snow-white clothes were stained red with her blood and the blood of the enemy.

Li Twelve Niang is like a butterfly wearing flowers, leaping and leaping in the crowd. Every time she stabs with a sharp sword, it will always make people unexpected.

The heroes such as Chen Fufeng and Luo Fei staggered slightly. Their arms and legs were injured in many places. Chen Fufeng waved the iron boring machine with one hand and covered his abdomen with the other. It was obvious that his abdomen was seriously injured.

Luo Fei's plump face, which looked quite cute and honest, was pale at the moment. He was holding a pair of mountain-cutting axes in both hands, slashing left and right, rolling like a round hedgehog in the crowd. The axes streaked across the night sky like streams of light, white as snow.

The brilliance is tinged with a hint of scarlet blood.

Gu Qing was still standing motionless outside the door of Song Gensheng's house, his eyes fixed on the battle situation in the middle of the courtyard. Seeing the guards and heroes who had been chatting and laughing fall to the enemy's swords and halberds, Gu Qing's teeth were gritted.

There was a sound, but he still didn't move.

He had no martial arts skills, and rushing down rashly would only lead to death. Instead, it would hinder Zhang Huaiyu and the others, causing them to be distracted from protecting him. The position where Gu Qing stood at the moment was the last line of defense to protect Song Gensheng, although this line of defense was not counted.

It is too strong, but it is the line of defense after all. No matter how insignificant it is, it is the last bloom of a life.

Seven or eight weak figures quietly approached Gu Qing. When he saw them from the corner of his eye, Gu Qing was startled. He immediately clenched his dagger and looked over with cold eyes.

At a glance, Gu Qing's expression immediately relaxed.

These seven or eight people were acquaintances, they were teenagers from Shiqiao Village. Long before Gu Qing rushed to Qingcheng County, Zhang Huaiyu had taken them out of the village to protect Song Gensheng.

Most of the teenagers are fifteen or sixteen years old. They are the best people in Shiqiao Village. Zhang Huaiyu specially selected them and brought them out. They follow Feng Aweng and Zhang Huaiyu to practice their skills and formations every day. The performance of these people

Among the teenagers in the same village, he performed best.

The teenagers approached quietly and were startled by Gu Qing's cold eyes. The first boy stood still and said hurriedly: "Gu Langjun, it's us, have you forgotten?"

Gu Qing twitched the corner of his mouth: "I haven't forgotten, I remember you. Your name is Liu Hong, and you belong to the Liu family of the village."

Liu Hong breathed a sigh of relief and smiled easily: "It's good that Mr. Gu remembers us. When you opened the porcelain kiln, they and I all worked in your porcelain kiln and earned the wages you gave us."

Gu Qing lowered his face and said, "Why are you here? It's too dangerous. Get out quickly and wait outside the county government office."

Liu Hong said hurriedly: "We were brought by Miss Zhang to protect Song Gensheng. You are bleeding and fighting desperately. We don't know what to do. Fortunately, Gu Langjun is here. Why don't you give the order? We will form an array here and rush in."

Let's fight..."

"Go away! This half-grown child doesn't know the heights of the sky. Are you blind? Didn't you see how many people died?" Gu Qing yelled angrily.

Liu Hong frowned and said: "No! Miss Zhang brought us out just to fight for our lives. There is no reason to watch the excitement. If you don't give the order, we will rush in by ourselves."

Gu Qing was furious, grabbed Liu Hong's lapel, pulled him to him, got close to his face and said coldly: "Everyone in this yard must listen to me today, what is the crime of disobeying orders in battle? Feng Aweng didn't tell me

Will I pass you by? Just stay here, you are too young, and you will not be able to play a role in this kind of melee."

After all, Gu Qing has supreme prestige in Shiqiao Village. Even if he goes to Chang'an to become an official, his words are still respected in the village. No one in Shiqiao Village dares to defy him.

Seeing that Gu Qing lost his temper, Liu Hong didn't dare not listen, so he had to lead everyone back two steps in dismay.

Gu Qing pondered for a moment, pointed to Song Gensheng's house, and said: "If you really want to help, form a formation in front of Gensheng's house. If any thieves come in, use the combined attack technique taught to you by Feng Aweng to kill them."

he."

When Liu Hong heard that this mission was better than nothing, but it was still something done, he agreed.

Seven or eight young men held halberds in their hands and formed a small fish-wing formation in front of the house door. They raised their halberds with a vigilant expression in preparation.

In the middle of the courtyard, the fighting was getting fierce.

What Gu Qing didn't expect was that after the formation of the dead soldiers was broken, their personal force was also very good. The guards and the heroes fought for a long time, but they were gradually losing ground. The dead soldiers seemed to have a tacit understanding.

While fighting and walking, they saw Gu Qing and others standing motionless in front of a room. The dead soldiers immediately understood what was going on, and they gradually moved towards that room.

Gu Qing had been observing the battle situation. When he saw the dead soldiers moving towards him consciously, Gu Qing's eyelids twitched and he suddenly felt something bad. He looked around and took out a well-concealed crossbow from the bushes nearby.

The machine crossbow was originally a mechanism, but now it is no longer a concern.

Holding the crossbow level with both hands, Gu Qing aimed at a dead soldier who looked like he had great martial arts skills. He quietly aimed at his chest, then clicked his fingers, and the short crossbow arrows shot out, but unexpectedly they collided with the dead soldier.

Pass by.

The shot missed.

A flash of annoyance flashed in Gu Qing's eyes, and then he continued to cock the crossbow, aimed at the dead man again, clasped his fingers again, and finally hit the target this time, but not the vital part, and the crossbow arrow hit his arm.

The dead man groaned in pain, still gritting his teeth and fighting with Luo Fei. When Luo Fei saw that he was injured, Luo Fei seemed to activate his body's potential, and smashed a pair of mountain axes at the dead man like a storm.

After a dozen moves, the dead man was unable to dodge and was finally hit in the head by an axe. He let out a scream and fell to the ground dead.

Gu Qing nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled at each other from a distance.

With this result, Gu Qing seemed to understand what role he should play in the melee, so after collecting some crossbow arrows, Gu Qing quietly hid behind the pillars and used the crossbow to aim at the dead soldiers in the melee, taking advantage of them.

He shoots with a crossbow, then fires a shot like a sniper, quickly changes position, hides in a dark corner, and secretly attacks people with hidden arrows.

Gu Qing's joining the bastards did not make the situation better. He didn't understand what kind of experiences the dead soldiers had and how rigorous training they had received. Compared with a scattered group of heroes, the dead soldiers were obviously well-trained and cooperated with each other tacitly.

He and the heroes in the martial arts world saw the casualties increasing.

When Gu Qing noticed that the screams and shouts in the courtyard became increasingly sparse, he was shocked to realize that there were only a dozen people left on his side, and the rest were all killed or seriously injured.

The living guards and heroes could no longer hold on any longer. Even Li Twelve Niang was panting heavily and barely resisting the attacks of the dead soldiers.

Only Zhang Huaiyu was a bit unusual. She seemed to have endless strength, her hair was messy, and her eyes were staring coldly at the enemy in front of her. The sword flowers she shook out were dazzling.

People are in an unhealthy state of abnormal excitement.

Gu Qing unconsciously glanced at her a few more times, frowning more and more, so he shouted loudly: "Zhang Huaiyu, retreat quickly! Get back in front of me!"
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