Yan Siqi and less than ten people escaped from the range of the muskets and fled back to the Ten Villages.

"Send the order and stop shooting." Zheng Tie ordered.

The four-pound cannon bombardment stopped, and the fire was already stopped when the muskets and tiger squat cannons were not standing within a hundred steps in front of them.

All the walls of the ten villages were blown up by cannons, and several houses near the walls were not spared and became victims of the shelling.

Zheng Tie turned his head and said to Yan Weixin: "Don't bother the second master in one matter. Please help Yan, and go to the Ten Villages to surrender them again. Not all the Ten Villages are under Yan Siqi's subordinates, and there are many Han people who farm for him."

"Old Zheng, you are catching a toad and you must pinch your urine. You can't just call me. You have seen the situation just now. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have become Yan Siqi's sword ghost now." Yan Weixin rolled his eyes at Zheng Tie.

However, he still walked towards the Ten Villages with an iron trumpet.

Zheng Tie, who was standing behind, smiled and said, "Don't worry, please drink after things are done. We have enough sorghum brew from the tiger flag."

Yan Wei waved his hand at Zheng Tie without looking back, and walked towards Ten Villages step by step.

Many people were killed and injured by the Ten Villages, which suffered shelling.

After the shelling stopped, the injured were carried to a safe place, and there was no doctor in Shizhai to see the doctor. The injured could only rely on themselves to stand up, which means whether to die or live.

Since the people with the tiger flag were still outside the village and did not retreat, the bodies of those who died under the cannon were left in place and no one went to clean up.

After Yan Siqi escaped, she hid behind a fairly intact wall, gasping for breath, and her big sword was also thrown on the way back.

The few people who escaped with him were not much better than him, and their weapons disappeared, and they all sat on the ground without any image.

"Yan Dazhu, I know you have escaped, so it's better to come out and see you." Yan Weixin's words were transmitted into the village through the iron trumpet.

Many people in the ten villages looked at Yan Siqi hiding behind the village wall.

Yan Siqi, who was hiding behind the village wall, didn't even move, nor did she respond to the shouts outside, but just sat on her back against the village wall.

After a while, Yan Weixin outside the village did not wait for Yan Siqi's response, and continued to shout: "Since the Yan family is unwilling to come out, I don't force it. But you are all Han brothers in the Ten Villages, so there is no need to fight each other. If anyone is willing to join our Tiger Flag, I will welcome you with both hands. You might as well consider whether to stay in the Ten Villages to fight our Tiger Flag to the end, or join our Tiger Flag to start a new life."

Many people in the Ten Villages were a little moved when they heard this, but because Yan Siqi and his men blocked near the gate of the village, it was difficult for them to go out to find the tiger flag to surrender.

Except for Yan Siqi and his subordinates who were armed with force, most of the people in the Ten Villages were ordinary people, and they only did some work of reclaiming land on the island, asking for food from Yan Siqi, which was no different from the people who farmed in the Ming Dynasty.

"Arrowman, shoot me to death." Yan Siqi shouted.

Before being bombarded, the archers from the Ten Villages were all on the walls of the village and were the first to be bombarded. They were seriously injured. Only three people survived, one of them was seriously injured, and the other two were lucky and did not suffer from shelling injuries, and only one bow was lost.

It is a problem whether the seriously injured archers can survive. Naturally, they cannot draw the bow and shoot the archery, so the two uninjured archers stood up with the bow and arrow.

Although many archers died under the shelling, not many longbows were damaged. The archer who lost his longbow picked up someone else's longbow.

Two archers stood behind the broken village wall and looked outside. One of them turned around and looked at Yan Siqi and said, "Boss, the other party is too far away, so our arrows can't shoot him."

"Shoot him to death, shoot him to death." Yan Siqi shouted almost madly.

When the two archers saw this, they didn't dare to say anything, but tried their best to aim at the man with a tin trumpet in his hand a hundred steps away.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two of them loosened their fingers and two arrows shot out.

Unfortunately, the distance was too far. Before the arrow hit the person, the arrow fell to the ground because of powerlessness.

The two arrows that suddenly shot in shocked Yan Weixin, his body tense, and he almost threw out the iron horn in his hand. Later, he saw that the arrow fell to the ground from a distance and relaxed his body.

Yan Siqi, who was leaning against the village wall, looked at the two archers and asked, "Has the person shot to death?"

One of the archers hesitated for a moment before saying, "The strength of the bow string is not enough, and the arrow cannot shoot that far."

"Wastes are all wastes. Since you know that you can't shoot the bow and arrow, why don't you get close to shooting? Do you still need to teach you such a simple thing?" Yan Siqi cursed.

The two archers lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Yan Siqi cursed again: "What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you go and shoot the person outside to death."

"Yes." The two archers agreed in unison and rushed out of the village with their teeth.

At this time, there are village gates everywhere in the ten villages, and you can walk out of the village at any broken village wall.

At this time, Yan Weixin had already retreated to the tiger flag camp.

The two archers chased after a few steps, but when they saw that they could not catch up, they had to stop and start to return to the village.

Just as the two of them were about to walk to a broken village wall, a rumbling sound of shelling suddenly came from their ears.

The two people who had been bombarded once knew the power of the four-pound cannon and did not dare to delay it. They jumped hard, jumped into the village from the broken wall, and squatted behind the village wall.

Although the village wall cannot block the cannon, it can more or less bring them a sense of security in death.

The cannons fell from the air and smashed into the village. Some of the cannons were smashed by the cannons and wooden stubble flew around.

The two archers lay behind a wall and didn't dare to move, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Under the bombardment of the tiger flag, the Ten Villages had no power to fight back and could only passively withstand the bombardment of the cannons. The people in the village were completely in chaos.

The shelling lasted for about half a quarter of an hour before stopping.

This shelling was still bombarding the walls of Ten Villages.

"The boss died, the boss died, the boss died."

Suddenly someone shouted loudly in the village.

The two archers hiding behind the village wall were lucky to be unable to be hit by the cannon. When they heard the news that Yan Siqi was dead, they subconsciously looked towards the wall where Yan Siqi was avoiding.

Only then did he realize that the village wall where Yan Siqi was hiding was only a piece of it connecting the ground, and a corpse was lying down on the ground beside him.
Chapter completed!