Zhong Qiankun immediately looked at the burly man on his right: "Fan Hong! When the fire from the horse guns subsides, you lead the vanguard battalion to charge first and kill everyone on sight!"
"Yes!" the man shouted.
On the high slope a hundred feet away to their left, Xie Zhong was holding a scroll in his hand, looking at the fire in front of Qingxiang Village with his eyebrows tightly knitted.
He also didn't understand why the people of Qingxiang Village stopped resisting.
It was said that they ran deep into the mountains, but he could see very far from the high slope and did not see any lights on the high mountains to the northwest.
Was a tunnel dug?
"Sir, something is a bit strange." The young attendant whispered.
The corner of Xie Zhong's lips curled up slightly, and he said with a smile: "It has nothing to do with us whether you have it or not. We are just spectators now."
The vegetation under the Juma gun was quickly burned to ashes due to the pouring of tree oil, and the fierce fire on the Juma gun gradually faded away.
The horn of attack sounded, and the men on the plain roared loudly and ran towards Qingxiang Village. Nearly twenty large wooden boards were carried by the crowd and they rushed through the sea of people.
"They are coming!" Master Zhan Qi looked at Master Zhan Jiu.
Master Zhan Jiu clenched his fists, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Seeing them getting closer and closer, Master Zhan Jiu shouted: "Let's go too! Charge!"
A row of militiamen holding crossbows stood up and fired the crossbow arrows in their hands.
The wandering militiamen who entered the shooting range fell down, and those who came after them stepped on their backs and rushed forward.
There are too many wandering militiamen, and the forty or so militiamen who can only shoot arrows are simply not enough.
The broken and broken dead wood of the Juma Gun was kicked aside, and some were directly kicked to pieces.
The person in the lead quickly retreated to the side after kicking the horse gun, and the large wooden planks fell to the opposite side like a bridge.
"You! Come on!" Zhan Jiuye shouted to the militiamen on the other side, "Hurry!"
The militiamen were divided into more than twenty groups, with nine people in each group. In addition to those with swords and spears, among the nine, there were also several people with hammers, nails and thick ropes.
Following Zhan Jiuye's order, the man with a hammer and nails quickly ran to hammer the big nails into the board and wrapped them with thick ropes.
Fan Hong was shocked when he realized what they were going to do. He shouted to the crowd behind him: "Quick! Run over! Fast!"
Under the protection of their companions carrying broadswords and guns, the thick ropes were quickly wrapped tightly around the nails. Once they were tightly wrapped, the militiamen quickly pulled back, dragging the big planks away like a tug of war.
The person on the wooden board was already swaying, and with such a drag, a large piece fell into the pit.
"Pull the plank! Drag it this way!" Several lieutenants shouted, "Hold on to the plank here. You guys rush over and kill them!"
"Get up! Get up, everyone!" Fan Hong also shouted, "If you die, die. If you die, fill up this ditch and we will step directly over it!"
"It's worse than a beast!!" Du Xuan stood on the hillside and cursed from a distance.
"But those people are indeed rushing forward without fear of death." Xia Zhaoyi's voice was cold and calm, as if blending into the stream and night behind him.
"Ah Li!" Lao Tong and Zhi Changle's voices sounded from behind, "People have brought it."
Xia Zhaoyi turned around. Sun San was guarded between the two of them, followed by Feng Changshi and two tall militiamen.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Sun San. The man was tall and straight. Although his face was sloppy, his eyes were very clean.
This point made Xia Zhaoyi raise his eyebrows slightly. In such a situation, few people could remain calm, but he was really not at all anxious.
"Sun San." Xia Zhaoyi said.
The man also raised his eyes to look at her, and was attracted by her eyes at first sight, which were as bright and clear as the moonlight.
This group of tall and powerful men all centered around her. She was neither domineering nor arrogant. She was so calm and calm, which was the habit of living in this place for a long time.
"I've met Miss Ah Li, and the word Ah Li is like thunder in my ears." Sun San said.
It doesn't sound like you can flatter him, but his eyes are really clean.
"Come and see, do you know these people talking?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lao Tong and Zhi Changle escorted him towards the earthen steps and stopped next to Xia Zhaoyi and Du Xuan.
He heard those tragic screams in the distance, and when he came up and saw the tragic situation in the ditch as wide as a moat, Sun San opened his eyes wide and felt chills running down his spine.
"Do you recognize it?" Du Xuan said.
Only then did Sun San turn his eyes towards Fan Hong and the others.
They were far apart, but they were all people he had known day and night before, and he could recognize them at a glance.
"I... recognize it," Sun San said.
"What's it called?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
Sun San frowned and looked at her: "Miss Ali, what do you want me to do? Why do you want to know their names?"
"It's convenient to call him," Xia Zhaoyi smiled. "Is it possible that when we discuss, we still have to say that this man in brown cloth is not very tall and thin?"
Sun San smiled lightly: "Miss Ah Li is funny."
"It has nothing to do with humor," Xia Zhaoyi said, "telling us names shouldn't be considered betraying them, right?"
"That's right," Du Xuan added, "it's not easy if we really want to know the name. We can just catch anyone alive and torture them. Isn't it just a convenience to find you?"
"If you tell me, one less person will suffer, which is also a good deed!" Lao Tong said.
"Speak quickly!" Zhi Changle shouted, "If you tell me, you will suffer less!"
Sun San chuckled, shook his head helplessly, and looked at Fan Hong: "The man in brown clothes with a long knife that Miss Ali mentioned is named Fan Hong, and the three people on his right are named Jiang Long, Xue Qiang, and Bao Yu
new……"
Sun San spoke quickly and slowly, and no one interrupted him when he spoke.
Sun San was also surprised by this. This group of seemingly rude and barbaric men had better quality and education than many others.
At this time, after saying another person's name, the person was shot in the neck by an arrow in the chaos and fell into the ditch.
Although Fan Hong clamored to fill the ditch with corpses, the large ditch was three feet wide and it was impossible to fill it in such a short time. There were not that many people in his pioneer camp.
By the time Sun San finished naming his name, the battle was almost over.
All the large planks prepared by the refugee militiamen were dragged away by the people from Qingxiang Village.
Fan Hong was furious and stuck the long knife in his hand on the ground.
More than half of the soldiers and horses of his vanguard battalion are now in this large ditch.
Some people died completely, some were seriously injured and fell into coma, many screamed in pain, and those with minor injuries tried to climb up the edge of the pit.
On the other side of the ditch, the militiamen of Qingxiang Village were gasping for air.
At this time, I don't know who it was, and let out a cheer.
Immediately afterwards, a large number of cheers sounded here.
"we won!!"
"Hahaha, yes, we won!!"
Master Zhan Jiu was also overjoyed.
Master Zhan Qi and Master Mo Wu ran towards him. Before they got close, they saw Master Zhan Jiu immediately turned around and ran towards the other side.
