"Zarrile, what are you still hesitating? Don't you need money? I know you have long been interested in Aruna from the Dawang family. Last time your Abu (dad) went to Aruna's house to propose marriage, but Abu from Aruna actually offered two horses, three cows and five sheep, so you still marry Aruna home. As long as you rush out with us to kill the Ming people and steal their firearms and armor, I promise you that the bride you want will definitely be given. How about it? Do it with us?"

The middle-aged man smiled on his face, but his expression was assured that he knew the family situation of Zharile. In his opinion, young men like Zharile are the easiest to fool. As long as they give them some benefits, they will move forward bravely like a bull in love and will not stop at all.

But today hesitated for a moment but said something he couldn't believe: "I'm sorry Uncle Badyi, I still have Abu (Dad), Eji (Mom) and sister to take care of, so I can't take risks with you."

"What?"

Badyi looked at Zarrile in surprise, with an incredible look in his eyes, "Zarrile, are you crazy? Do you know what kind of opportunity you have missed? As long as you work with us, I promise you will be able to make money tomorrow that you will never make in your life. A horse and a woman will be at your fingertips. You will never have to work for the original leader again, and you can be a leader yourself."

"I said that I don't want to take risks." Zarrile's attitude was very firm and he refused Badyi's proposal without thinking.

"Okay, Zarrile, you will definitely regret it in the future." Badyi became angry and angry. This situation was unexpected by him, and in the end he could only leave angrily.

Badyi left. Although he had hit a wall in Zarrile, the greedy people were destined to not stop their behavior because of someone. Under the instigation of Badyi and others, more and more people began to make trouble in the prisoner camp. Soon, riots began to appear in the prisoner camp. Although the guards and baggage soldiers tried their best to suppress and even shoot into the sky, they could not stop these crazy people. Soon, thousands of people began to attack the barbed wire, and some people also began to burn the blankets and clothes distributed to them by the Jiangning Army on the spot. The entire prisoner camp began to turn into flames.

"Give something shameless!"

Qi Yan, who received the report, looked ashen and said word by word: "Since someone wants to die, then we should not stop him. Order the troops to use all means to suppress the riot. Remember... it is any means, even if you kill all these guys, do you understand?"

"I understand, use all means to suppress them!" A Qiang General of the baggage camp standing in front of Qi Yan said loudly.

With Qi Yan's order, the baggage soldiers, who were almost unable to suppress the bullet, finally opened fire. Outside the barbed wire and wooden railing that were almost frustrated, the baggage soldiers raised their muskets in their hands and pointed them at the mobs that were rushing wildly against the wooden railing and barbed wire.

"First Squad, aim... open fire!"

"Bang bang bang..."

The deep gunfire sounded, and the mobs who were rushing to the wooden railings were immediately falling down.

The deafening gunfire finally awakened the mobs who were trapped in the fanaticism, and many people shouted loudly.

"The Ming army killed people, they killed people!"

"They killed Adam and the others, these demons, we fought with them."

The mobs were scared away softly, but more mobs had red eyes when they saw their companions lying in front. They rushed out even more frantically.

The baggage soldiers standing outside the fence raised their muskets again at the call of the officers. Although the baggage soldiers were not formal combat troops, they all received the most basic three-month training for recruits. Although their combat effectiveness cannot be compared with formal sergeants, there is obviously no problem in dealing with these unarmed mobs.

"Open fire!"

"Bump...bang bang..."

Facing a target less than 30 meters away, even if the marksman is poor, he will become a sharpshooter.

As the gunshots rang out, a mob fell under the gun, but it was obvious that these mobs had lost their minds by the shouts of killing outside tonight. Even though so many people were killed, more people were still rushing towards them one after another. Soon a barbed wire and wooden railing were broken by the mob, and hundreds of mobs rushed out like a flood that broke the dam.

Mr. Qian, who was in charge of the command, looked at the mob that was surging like a flood and his face turned pale, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Hurry... stop them, never let them rush out, otherwise we will be all done!"

However, although the Qianmaster remembered that his voice was hoarse, the prisoner camp was too big, and he had too few troops. At this time, there were only more than 30 baggage soldiers beside him. It was obviously too late to transfer people from other places. Seeing the crazy mobs rushing out, Qi Yan's unique stern voice rang out from behind.

"Everyone obeys the orders, and thousands of enemies are ready!"

The baggage soldiers who were used to obeying orders took out a dark and heavy iron lump with a wooden handle from their waists without thinking. This is the standard configuration of all the Jiangning Army's ten thousand enemies. Since there is no way to produce a high-precision fire pulling device, they can only use open flames to ignite it. In addition, the inside is filled with black gunpowder, so it is much heavier than the grenades in later generations, but the baggage soldiers can still throw it away at a distance of twenty or thirty meters.

"Target...mob ahead, throw!"

The baggage soldiers lit the leads with the torches next to them and threw them towards the mobs who were rushing towards them in front.

"Boom boom boom..."

A loud explosion sounded, and thick white smoke suddenly filled up. With the violent explosion, hundreds of mobs rushing towards them were all shrouded in thick smoke.

"Thousands of enemies are ready...the target goes and continue to throw!"

"Boom boom boom..."

Two consecutive rounds of ten thousand enemies threw them over, and the entire camp was filled with choking smoke. When the smoke dissipated, corpses in a row should be lying on the ground of hundreds of square meters. No... It is not correct to say that these are corpses, they should be fragments of limbs, because there are no complete corpses. Under the shock wave after the explosion of sixty or seventy ten thousand enemies, these corpses immediately turned into piles of minced meat.

After the explosion, the battlefield, which was originally intertwined with shouts of killing, angrily shouts and gunshots, suddenly became calm. Thousands of people around were all stunned when they looked at the scene like hell in front of them. Even the baggage soldiers of the initiators were stunned. They looked at the large stall of minced limbs on the ground, and then looked at themselves, unable to believe that all this was caused by themselves.

After a while, a shrill scream suddenly sounded in the captive camp. A mob threw away the stone in his hand and ran into it without looking back. He ran while screaming, like a frightened rabbit.

The baggage soldiers did not chase after him because many of them vomited, and they vomited in a dim way.

After hearing the explosion, the baggage soldiers in the prisoner camp followed suit and still showed up to the prisoner camp. With the sound of the explosion of ten thousand enemies, many mobs were rushing against the wire and wooden railings fell under the pool of blood. Of course, there may be some people here who were wronged, but who can take care of so many at this time?

With the use of thousands of enemies, the originally violent atmosphere in the captive camp was immediately suppressed. The herdsmen who were originally filled with greed and murderous intent realized that although the road to wealth was tempting, this road was composed of thorns and death. Although wealth was good, it was still worthwhile to get it.

When normal thinking began to fill the mob's mind, these mobs who had originally looked ferocious and wished to destroy the world immediately turned into timid rabbits. They threw away the stones, wooden sticks, daggers and other weapons in their hands that they had picked up or were secretly hidden on their bodies, and ran towards the prisoner's camp with crying and shouting, as if there was the safest place there.

Seeing that the riot in the prisoner camp was finally calmed down, Qi Yan, who had been keeping his heart in his throat, also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as the riot in the prisoner camp was quelled, he would be confident that he would persevere until Yang Feng led the army back.

He ordered a thousand general of the baggage battalion to resettle the prisoners again and issued a notice to kill anyone who incites the chaos immediately without mercy. He returned to the position in the back mountain, but at this time he realized that the situation in the back mountain was in crisis. Udum and others had already broken through two barbed wire mesh while the prisoners were rioting, and the Mongolian cavalry were desperately using it towards this gap.

A thousand general on the position was carrying hundreds of baggage soldiers to resist the Mongolian cavalry in front of the position by free shooting, but under the charge of the Mongolian cavalry, the entire position became shaky and then there was a possibility of being broken through. This is the scene on the position when Qi Yan arrived.

A man was anxious when he saw this, and said, "Mr. Qi, use ten thousand enemies!"

"You are stupid!" Qi Yan glared at the boss with anger: "How far can our ten thousand enemies be? How far is the Tartars from us? You are planning to blow up your own people."

I always shrank my head and didn't say anything. Since the power of black gunpowder is much smaller than that of the Tienti explosives in later generations, in order to maintain its power, the charge volume has to be increased. Each 10,000 enemy has at least 2.5 kilograms. After the weight increases, the throwing distance will naturally decrease. Ordinary sergeants can throw about 30 meters. Such throwing distance is OK for those slow-moving infantrymen, but it is not big enough for cavalry with strong mobility, and maybe they will explode their own people.

At this moment, the Mongolian cavalry finally rushed out of a gap, and dozens of cavalry came out of the gap and came up towards their positions.

He asked repeatedly, "Sir, what should I do? If this continues, the Tartars will rush in. You must know that in addition to the prisoners, there are medical camps behind us."

“Medical camp?”

A flash of light in Qi Yan's eyes. The current medical camp is the lifeblood of all the soldiers of Jiangning Army. The soldiers have long regarded the nurses and doctors of the medical camp as their hearts. If there is any mistake in the medical camp, Yang Feng does not need to deal with them, the returning soldiers can kill them.

"Brothers!"

Qi Yan grabbed a bayonet and shouted loudly: "Mr. Yang has brought his brothers to take the Tartars' nests and will come to rescue us soon. Behind it is our medical camp. If the Tartars break through our position, I don't need to say what the consequences will be. Everyone knows. Now everyone is bayonet and kill those Tartars with me!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

When the baggage soldiers saw that Qi Yan had personally gone to the battlefield, what else did they say? They all screamed and jumped out of the trench and rushed towards the Mongolian cavalry...

The first one to rush out of the gap was a hundred households of the Mongolian army. When he came out of the gap, he saw a Ming army officer leading hundreds of Ming troops rushing towards them, an excited grin appeared on his face. He shouted loudly, holding up the scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards the Ming army officer with his legs and his horse's belly.

Infantry and cavalry, they even came to meet them before they ran away. Could these Ming soldiers have broken their brains?

"Drink...ha..."

The sprinting speed of the war horse was amazing. In just less than three seconds, the Baihu rushed to the officer. He shouted loudly and slashed the officer in his hand.

The expected one-slash and two-cut failure did not happen because he actually discovered that what was greeting him was a black muzzle.

"Bang!"

Only a dull gunshot sounded, and the hundred-hun felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then he started to feel chills, and then he knew nothing.

"kill!"

The Ming army officer who fired the gun was Qi Yan. After firing a shot, he was about to take out the pistol from his waist and continue shooting, but another cavalry rushed over from the front. Looking at the black shadow that was rapidly growing in front of him, he had no time to draw the gun and could only grit his teeth and hold the musket to stab the oncoming cavalry.

"Dong..."

Although Qi Yan's movements were very fast, the infantry and the running cavalry were naturally at a disadvantage. Although his bayonet stabbed the cavalry's horse, the opponent hit him with a weight of five or six hundred pounds and hit him head-on. Qi Yan felt as if he had hit a wall and was knocked over.

Qi Yan, who fell heavily to the ground, felt a severe pain coming from his back, and then his chest became stuffy and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Am I going to die?"
Chapter completed!