Chapter 118: Bloody battle with Wulou Village

While I was preparing for it inside, I didn’t see the so-called arrows falling like rain in the film and television. Instead, I heard someone outside shouting at the top of my voice:

"We have no malicious intentions, we just want to find something to eat, open the door and eat something hot, and we will never disturb you."

The headless body was thrown into the yard, and the blood had begun to condense into ice. Three people had already died. How could they be good? The tines on the platform were the most courageous and willing to fight to the death. They were already holding long swords and axes in their hands waiting for the opponent's attack.

Several large carts were pushed to the back of the village door by the old officer. There were stones there, but they had been hit by the bandits once.

The voice of shouting outside was quite strange. Jiang Feng sounded like the accent of modern foreigners who were hard on their tongues and learning Mandarin. The person who shouted paused, perhaps because there was no reaction inside, and continued to shout:

"We have more than 500 people here. If you break up, you will definitely be a place where you will die. If you open the door and give us something hot to eat, the men on the grassland will swear with the extremely noble immortality that they will not hurt you."

More than 500 people! As soon as this was said, the people inside were shocked again. Jiang Feng was holding Park Knife in his hand, Zhang Liang and Tiedan were holding big shields, which were also products recently created. He walked to the back of the house where Hunter and the others were hiding, and heard a young man whispering to his companions:

"Boss Yang, the Tartars said so. Now there is a lot of food in the farm, so it's still endless to eat when they come in."

Jiang Feng cursed in his heart, wishing he could immediately chop off the confused man with the knife in his hand. Without waiting for him to take action, he saw Yang Da sucking over with the longbow on his back. The bow body was originally a very tough material, and when he was sucked right on his face, it was a deep purple seal.

Yang Da scolded in a low voice:

"You are so funny that you can let the Tartars come in, and even you and your mother cook for you. Otherwise, I will chop you up and throw you out first, and maybe I don't have to come in after I'm full..."

After cursing fiercely, seeing that Jiang Feng was already here, Yang Da said in a deep voice:

"Master, the Tartars outside didn't take too many bows and arrows, otherwise they should have shot a round inside just now."

Before Jiang Feng could answer, Yang Da bent down and was already on the roof of the stone house. He suddenly stood up. The big bow in his hand was already Zhang Man, and a whoosh arrow shot out, and a scream that stopped suddenly outside. Yang Da quickly got off the stone house and spoke to Jiang Feng:

"There are torches in the woods on both sides. They should be building ladders and hitting the door. Everyone is going to fight tonight."

Jiang Feng felt a little strange. Why wasn't he afraid? When he came to this world, he had never killed anyone. Logically speaking, the first time he went to the killing are so nervous that he was so nervous that he held Park's hilt's hand without even sweating at all. Yang Da looked at a person in the farm, and many people showed a shaken look in their eyes. Yang Da sighed and said:

"Our men's children are all in the city. If we fight to the death here, there are still people who are taking good care of them..."

Did anyone continue to speak? The dozen people leaned against the wall calmed down, and then the person who leaned against the stone wall held a bow and arrow and walked up to the stone house with the bow and arrow.

No bows and arrows were shot up in the next half a day. The tines on the stone house stood up with shields in their hands and looked down. They found a corpse lying not far away, with a bow and arrow nailing to their chests. Some people stood quietly behind them from a little further away.

Suddenly, I heard the crowd standing below shouting, and the three long ladders were held by seven or eight people, rushing towards the stone wall of the village. Although the iron ditches on the wall had not yet met the battle, they still retreated back to the back. If the roof of the stone house was not quite wide, they would have fallen.

The old officer had already gone to the roof, holding a spear in one hand, and whip in the other hand whipped directly, shouting:

"If you have the courage to guard it, don't be a brave person. If you push it up, just look at it with a knife and stab it with a spear."

Yang Da led more than a dozen hunters to the wall, and was very skillful in laying a bow and arrow in the gaps of the shield, and shot out. The bandits who were originally holding the long ladder rushed up from below. Yang Da and his bow were strong and sharp. At most, the people who rushed over were just a small round shield in their hands, and they were shot down half of them.

However, at this time, they didn't care about so many. The Tartar cavalry in leather robes waved scimitars in their hands and screamed in a short axe. They rushed up and rushed to the front and picked up the ladder. Their spies had already seen several big carts pulling a lot of things into the village.

The leader Daruel had already promised to kill this, and not have any of the things inside, all of which were all allocated by the following. He also said that the village in front of him was so strict that there must be a lot of gold, silver and treasures inside. After making this ticket, you can return to the grassland with a glorious charm.

The distance was very short. Before the second arrow of the hunters above was shot out, the first horse bandit had already climbed up with a long sword.

However, half of his body fully proved the truth of shooting the bird with a gun. Three spears and two big knives hit each other at the same time and fell down. The people behind him didn't care at all and continued to rush up. Yang Da and the others knew that in this situation, they were also crowded on the top.

They went down one after another to replace the weapons of hand-to-hand combat and stood in the yard waiting for the rotation. However, unexpectedly, although the wall was chaotic, no Tartar horse bandit could rush up. Originally, the newcomers from Wulou Village were facing the enemy from a high place, with big swords and spears in their hands and good iron armor.

These are the guys who have made for themselves who save their lives. They are extremely attentive. When the Tartars' horse bandits touched them, they could not even hurt their skin. However, the sharp swords and guns were not even used to protect the Tartars' leather armor, and they immediately became a big bloody hole.

Luo Yi was one of these young people. He was a craftsman from Tianjin ward. However, his parents died since childhood. He grew up with his uncle's blacksmith shop. When Tiedan bought people in Tianjin, he followed him to Wulouzhuang. When Luo Yi was making weapons for himself, he carefully created all his armor. This was not an official task in the craftsman camp. It was all about errands, and this was about creating something to save his life for himself.

When the old officer came to train, Luo Yi was also the most diligent. He was the first to react to the horse bandits who shot in the bow at night, and it was also among the thirty people sent by the old officer to the wall. He stood in front with a shield. When the first horse bandit rushed up, Luo Yi saw the bloodthirsty beast expression on the other party's bearded face, and trembled the sword in his hand.

The other party also waved it with a scimitar and chopped it on Luo Yi's wrist. Luo Yi's heart was trembling violently at that moment, but when he came to his senses, he was safe and sound under the protection of the wrist guards, but half of the other party's head was cut off. The Tiedians on the wall were all in this mentality.

Between them wearing armor and holding sharp blades and the almost unprepared Tartar horse bandits, they took advantage of the convenience of the terrain. Even if they were injured, it was difficult. The more they fought, the more confident they became, and their movements gradually stabilized.

More than 20 people were killed or injured, and the Tartars' offensive slowed down suddenly. After all, the iron dings on the top were all young people. Seeing the enemy retreating, they immediately cheered there. A few in the front raised their shields to demonstrate and shouted here. The old officer behind immediately panicked and cursed:

"Rise the shield in your hand..."

It was too late. The few people holding up the shield had already covered their faces and fell down. The excited Tidings knew that they were on the battlefield now, and their excitement turned into panic. They immediately squatted down with the shield, and the retreating Tartars calmed down for a moment.

The old officer looked at the young people squatting down and couldn't help but shake his head. However, for the new recruits who had just stepped onto the battlefield, this was already a good performance. In the formation of the Tartars, there was another roar like a demonstration, and dozens of people rushed towards the fort with wooden stakes.

The hunters were all in the yard, and it was too late to fire bows and arrows to guard against each other. They could see that all the Tartars rushed over with the sharpened wooden stake.

"Bang"

With a deafening sound, the door that the Fort was headed by a cart trembled heavily. Everyone could see that the village gate must be pushed open.

"Your muskets are all good!?"

Jiang Feng stood there and shouted at the top of his voice. The seventy iron dicks behind were now holding strips of gunpowder and preparing to place the projectiles. The new dicks just now cheered as they looked at the victory above, and their morale rose sharply, but then they saw a few companions who were still chatting and laughing yesterday died by the arrow, and they immediately became panicked.

Zhang Liang almost forced them to stand in two rows with a knife. When the old officer saw this situation, he knew that the situation on the city wall was no longer necessary. He retreated with more than thirty people. Seeing that the people below were all holding muskets there, he suddenly became angry and shouted at Jiang Feng:

"Don't you pick up the swords and guns, wait for the Tartars to rush in, and use your fire sticks to smash them?"

"Bang!!"

Another loud bang hit the door, and the fire outside could be seen through the crack. Jiang Feng turned his head and shouted at the young people who had begun to panic:

"Take me the muskets in your hands, Zhang Liang! Yang Da!, whoever doesn't follow me will cut off his head!! You guys with swords and guns dodge to the side and get out of the road."

Zhang Liang's words to Jiang Feng were naturally equivalent to imperial edict. He stood viciously beside the Tiedians with a double-edged axe in his hand. A young man was standing in two rows and slowed down. Zhang Liang grabbed him and reached out and slapped him on the ground with an axe. A human skull rolled out.

The young man's close friend was immediately anxious when he saw his friend being killed. He threw down his musket and wanted to pick up the long sword at his hand. Someone outside rushed in, and it was going to be messy inside.

With a "swoosh", the young man holding the knife was shot through the head of the young man and fell to the ground with a sharp arrow. Everyone looked back at the source of the arrow, and the bowstring in Yang Da's hand was still trembling.

The people who were a little confused just now suddenly became quiet and arranged in two rows according to Jiang Feng's orders - the courtyard could only be arranged with such a width.

"Bang!!!"

Half of the doors were already knocked open.

Daru was already crazy and never expected that a small stone village would let him lose nearly forty people, but his heart was even more intense. He had such strict defenses that he would definitely have a lot of oil to catch, and he would fight to the death to avenge his warriors. The benefits he got must be enough for this adventure.

There are dozens of people in this group of horse bandits who are regular cavalry, and these people are wearing simple iron armor. Daru's confidence that after his warriors rushed over, can the opponent's village masters be stronger and weaker than the Mongolian warriors fighting the elite border troops of the Ming Dynasty?

The area of ​​Wulou Village is not too large. The thick wooden door of the village is only more than a hundred steps away from where Jiang Feng and the others are standing. Daru's soldiers first held up their shields and pulled the cart out of the village, and slowly rushed in. The stone house was tightly against the stone wall.

The warehouses and houses were on both sides, and behind them were hillsides, leaving nearly fifty steps wide and narrow ground in the middle. The Tartar horse bandits slowly poured in. The iron-armored Tartar cavalry were chewing jerky meat in their mouths. The jerky meat came from the small villages that had been destroyed in front, including livestock, chickens and dogs, and some. These Tartar soldiers wearing crude armor looked no longer humans, but evil beasts.

Looking at the soldiers quietly lined up at the end of the roadside, the torches could not be seen clearly, but Daru still curled his lips. The Han people were even lambs slaughtered without the city walls, and it was useless to make a formation, so they would still be killed.

The bandits wearing iron armor slowly walked forward. They were stronger than their companions and had relatively good weapons in their hands. Daruel suddenly blew a sharp whistle, and dozens of people in front screamed, waving their weapons and rushed towards the other end of the road.

Daru pulled out his scimitar and shouted at his subordinates behind him:

"Kill all these damn dogs!!" The rest of the people followed closely behind the iron-armored soldiers and rushed over in a swarm of rushing over.

According to Chen Dahu's design, in the direction where Jiang Feng and the others stood, there was a big brazier on both sides. In order to use the lighting in an emergency at night, there were always pine lights soaked in oil.

The two sides were less than eighty steps away. When those people started rushing, at Zhang Liang's low order, the people in the first row lit the fuse. According to Jiang Feng's instructions, they counted quietly there. When the people in the second row reached ten, they also began to lit the fuse.

Jiang Feng suddenly threw the torch into the brazier behind. The raging fire suddenly surged. The fierce light made the iron armored soldier who was rushing in front blurry and his subconscious movement slowed down.

Then he heard a muffled burst sound in front of him. The dozen armored soldiers in front almost felt that their chest was hit hard by a huge hammer at the same time. The people behind him were still flashing their eyes, and they were not particularly smart. They didn't notice what happened before.

The sound of the second round sounded dull again. The iron dicks arranged in two rows dropped their muskets and picked up the spears and swords at their hands. At this time, they were arranged in a row without orders. The one in the front held the spears and the one in the back held the swords. The old officer rushed up neatly with the order.

There were houses on both sides of the terrain. Before they could react, Tiedin, who was holding a spear in front of them, had already killed him. The cavalry had no long weapons at all, they were all scimitars and short axes. Tiedin, who was under Jiang Feng's men, had made first-class military spears.

Most of the iron-armored soldiers had already fallen, and even the remaining few raised their swords and couldn't even hide in such a narrow terrain. Besides, there were other companions behind them, and they were immediately stabbed by spears and fell to the ground with screams. After the spear was stabbed, they threw them away, took out the big knife behind them and roared and killed them.

Daruel was behind the crowd, and the fire lit up violently. He closed his eyes in time. When he opened his eyes, he saw that all his iron armored soldiers had fallen to the ground. The so-called "lambs" in front of him swung their swords and axes. The armor they were wearing alone was probably enough for five or six of their warriors to gather so much iron.

Luo Yi rushed in front with a big sword in his hand. It turned out that when he was a child, he heard what the old man said in the ward that he seemed to be a devilish beast. However, the swords and short axes they used to chop on their iron armor were like wooden sticks, but his big swords were flying everywhere.

Almost everyone is like this, and the more they fight, the more confident they are. The armor they wear is also a fine product in the army and has extremely strong defense. In addition, when Chen Dahu trains them, he uses the formation tactics of Jiang Feng surrounding Ou Zhongxin Hall. In such a space, although there are fewer people against the Tartars and Horses and Bandits who deal with scattered soldiers, they are always advantageous when facing each other.

The bandit Ma and Tieding face to face. They had just opened the knife that was slashed from the opposite side, and the stomach was already hit by two knives on the side.

Daru had retreated to the end of the team, but the fort was now crowded by the people running out. Daru had no regard for the affection of his compatriots, and drew his sword to slash in front, screaming and wailing, and the people around him were dodging the road.

Now that he was out of the empty road, Daru was about to run, he suddenly felt a loud sound behind him. He was very familiar with it. This was the sound of a sharp arrow breaking through the air. He was hit by several huge forces on his back, and his whole body suddenly disappeared. He knelt softly on the ground in front of him. Daru saw the four arrows exposed on his chest and tried his best to concentrate his last bit of strength and turn his body.

Under the reflection of the fire, more than a dozen hunters stood on the roof and looked at him coldly...
Chapter completed!