"Boat, cannon, cannon is here!"

A man in linen clothes hurriedly ran into the house.

Yan Siqi, who was eating behind the table, saw the person below breaking into the house, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you panic? Let's stand firm before you can say anything."

The person who came stood up straight, and because of his nervousness, he stuttered: "The boss, there are so many cannons outside, just outside the village."

"Where did the cannon come from?" Yan Siqi frowned.

The visitor swallowed his saliva and said, "There are more than a dozen cannons brought by the people with the tiger flag, all of which are placed outside our village, and there are also many people holding muskets."

At this time, Lao Xu, a pockmarked face, walked in quickly from outside the house and said anxiously: "It's not good, the boss, the people with the tiger flag are coming to attack our ten villages."

Yan Siqi stood up suddenly and said coldly: "His grandma, they really dare to attack me from the Ten Villages. Send orders to gather people and meet them with me."

As he said that, he walked to the wall beside him, took his big knife from above, slapped it on his waist, and walked out.

Old Xu, a pockmarked face, took two steps and followed him.

Adding to the man who came to report the news before, the three of them walked towards the wall of the village.

Each village in the ten villages has a wooden wall to protect the safety of the villages and can also be used to prevent sneak attacks by natives on the island.

When I first came to Bengang, whether it was from Shizhai or from the Tiger Banner, I had to deal with the attacks of the indigenous people on the island.

Several people came to the back of the village wall and climbed the village wall with Yan Siqi.

Three or four hundred steps away from the village, more than a dozen iron cannons were arranged in a row, and the black holes were aimed at the direction of the village.

"Where do people with the tiger flag get so many cannons?" Yan Siqi said with a pale face.

The subordinates came to report that the person with the tiger flag brought the cannon. He thought it was a tiger squat cannon. Now after seeing it with his own eyes, he realized that all the cannons in front of him were the same as the four-pound cannons in the Frangians' cannon in Xiangshan Ao

, or it is simply the four-pound cannon used by the foreigners.

Mazi-faced Lao Xu's face turned pale and said slowly: "These cannons are probably made by the tiger flag themselves. I heard that the tiger flag can not only build ships in the yard of Bengang, but also build cannons."

"Fuck, I haven't seen what the Ming Dynasty cannons look like. These cannons in front of me are obviously cannons produced by the Xiangshan Ao cannon yard." Yan Siqi cursed.

He had seen the Frankish guns, and at first glance he recognized the cannons outside the village were the cannons used by the Frankish guns. He didn't believe that the cannons in front of him were made by the tiger flag himself.

Mazifa Lao Xu did not argue with Yan Siqi about these things.

Because no matter what the cannons brought by the Tiger Flag came from, as long as these cannons are there, the people with the Tiger Flag can easily open the gates of the Ten Villages. With the wooden walls of the Ten Villages, they can't stop them at all.

These iron cannons.

Yan Siqi pursed her lips, knowing in her heart that no matter where these cannons came from, the threat to Ten Villages was indeed real.

"Big boss, what should we do?" Old Xu, a pockmarked face, turned his head and looked at Yan Siqi.

Yan Siqi took a long breath, gritted his teeth, and said, "Send someone to their side and ask the people with the tiger flag, what do they mean and why they come to attack the Ten Villages."

Old Xu glanced at him and grinned.

He could answer the tiger flag without sending him to ask.

Seeing that Lao Xu, who was pockish beside him, frowned and said, "Why are you still standing there? Send someone over here quickly."

The pockmarked old Xu had no choice but to attract someone and arrange for the other party to go to the person with the tiger flag.

The gate of the Ten Villages was opened from the inside, and a young and strong man walked out of the gate, raised his hands, and walked carefully towards the opposite side of the battle soldiers with the tiger flag.

Yan Siqi lay on the wall of the village, staring at the person sent to pass the message.

The people with the Tiger Flag were all hundreds of steps away from the Ten Villages, with no cover in the middle. He could clearly see the people he sent to approach the Tiger Flag.

Not long after, the people sent by Shizhai walked back, and someone with the tiger flag came back with him.

Yan Siqi saw the man with the tiger flag approaching, turned his head and said to his subordinates beside him, "Let the archer aim at the person who came over."

There are not many archers in the Ten Villages, and the air on the island is humid and it is difficult to preserve bows and arrows, so there are less than ten longbows in the Ten Villages, but the number of muskets is larger.

The archers from the Ten Villages were left by Yan Siqi. Now that the tiger-shaped flag is coming, all the archers are taken to the wall of the village by him.

There were about a hundred and fifty steps away from the village wall. The man with the tiger flag stopped, and only the young and strong man from the Ten Village continued to walk back alone.

"The person with the tiger flag is really careful and doesn't move forward even if he steps forward." Yan Siqi whispered.

With a distance of 150 steps, even the best archers are difficult to shoot. Moreover, the bows of the ten villages are all one stone bow, and the arrows cannot shoot that far.

"It's better to ask him how they are willing to withdraw their troops by signing a tiger flag." said Lao Xu, the pockmarked face next to him.

Looking at the four-pound cannons in front of the village, he was worried that the people with the tiger flag would use cannons to bombard the ten villages. With the ability of the ten villages, they could not stop the shelling of so many cannons.

Yan Siqi looked at the man with the tiger flag outside the village wall and shouted: "What do you mean by the tiger flag? Why did you invade my Ten Villages? Don't forget that you came to Bengang when you came to Bengang if you didn't have the Ten Villages.

With the help, you can't gain a foothold in Bengang."

At this moment, the man, a hundred and fifty steps away from the village wall, raised an iron trumpet and said loudly: "Yan Dazhu, Yan, I admit that your Ten Villages helped me the tiger flag at that time, so I have always been

The tiger flag was always enduring the provocations of your ten villages, but I didn't expect that this made your ten villages worse. Last night, I actually sent someone to attack our tiger flag's village. Shouldn't Yan Dazhu give us one

Is it an explanation?"

After hearing this, Yan Siqi did not answer the other party immediately.

There are only two families in Bengang, namely Tiger Flag and Shizhai. At most, there are natives who have already hid in the deep forest. The incident of Tiger Flag being attacked last night was caused by Shizhai. He had no place to refuse if he wanted to refuse.

Old Xu, who had a pockmarked face next to him, whispered: "The boss, it seems that if he doesn't give the tiger flag an explanation, they will not return it. But if he really wants to do it, just the cannons outside can be completely done.

Destroy our ten villages.”

Yan Siqi hesitated for a moment and shouted to Yan Weixin outside the village: "I admit that the people who sneaked into your tiger flag village last night were from the Ten Villages, but what those people did was their own, and they were with the Ten Villages.

It doesn't matter, I have never issued an order to attack your village."

Facing the four-pound cannons of the Tiger Flag, the situation was stronger than that of the people. He did not dare to admit that the sneak attack on the Tiger Flag village was his order, otherwise the two sides would have no room for any turnaround.

"Does Yan Dazhu think that just ignoring the story of last night can be removed by just ignoring the truth?" Yan Weixin asked with an iron trumpet.
Chapter completed!