Chapter 197 Although I, Li Xiangjun, am a prostitute
There are nine peaks in Yunlong Mountain, and each peak has twelve gun towers, which are divided into three levels: foot, mountainside and top of the mountain. Among them, there are six at the foot of the mountain, four on the mountainside and two on the top of the mountain.
Just now, Jin Shenghuan, Xu Yingwei and the others were at the No. 9 gun platform on the top of the mountain.
Ruan Dacheng and the actors from the National Disaster Theater Troupe stayed on the second gun platform on the top of the mountain to cheer up the Ming army. Two Hongyi cannons were also installed on the second gun platform.
This is also to avoid the red barbarian cannons of Jiannu.
Because the artillery position was located at the first stage of the artillery platform, it was easily destroyed by the Jiannu and Hongyi artillery.
Seeing that the Ming army stationed at the first gun platform retreated like a tide, and the Ming troops stationed at the gun platform at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside were also driven towards the top of the mountain by Jiannu, the entire National Disaster Troupe suddenly fell into chaos.
"What should we do? What should we do?" The actors panicked.
Li Xiangjun was not too panicked, but his pretty face turned pale with anger and his almond-shaped eyes widened.
"Lord Ruan?" Zheng Tuoniang glanced at Ruan Dacheng with her beautiful eyes and asked in panic, "What should I do?"
"I, I, I..." Ruan Dacheng was so anxious that his face turned green. He wanted to say that we should run away too, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back because the Holy Spirit had decreed that they must be crucified here.
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Li Xiangjun decided to do something anyway, and immediately rushed to the side and shouted: "Soldiers and warriors of the Ming Dynasty, have you forgotten what you said?"
"Have you forgotten?"
"Behind you is Xuzhou City."
"Behind Xuzhou is Nanjing, the capital of the Ming Dynasty."
"If you retreat today, the Ming Dynasty will probably perish!"
"If the Ming Dynasty dies, can your parents, wives, and children be saved? Soldiers, if you don't think about yourself, you must think about your parents, wives, and children, right?"
Li Xiangjun's voice almost went hoarse from shouting.
However, no one paid attention.
The fleeing soldiers couldn't even hear what Li Xiangjun was shouting.
There were even many soldiers who persuaded Li Xiangjun in turn: "Everyone Li, leave quickly! Jiannu will kill you soon. If you don't leave, it will be too late! Hurry!"
"Hey!" Li Xiangjun stamped his foot and returned to the gun stand.
When he turned back, Li Xiangjun was dumbfounded again. He saw that Ruan Dacheng and most of the actors from the National Disaster Theater Troupe who were still on the stage had fled, leaving only Zheng Touniang and a suona player with inconvenient legs and feet.
"Sister Xiangjun, come and help me." Zheng Tuoniang said in panic, "I can't walk."
Li Xiangjun ignored Zheng Tuoniang, rushed to the suona player and yelled: "Zhou Yang!"
"Miss Xiangjun." The suona player named Zhou Yang had trouble with his legs and feet. Now he was so frightened by Li Xiangjun that he trembled and fell to the ground. "Are you okay?"
Li Xiangjun said: "Blow the suona!"
"Ah? Now?" Zhou Yang suspected that he heard wrongly.
"Yes, now!" Li Xiangjun nodded, "Just blow Qin Liangyu!"
"But, but..." Zhou Yang said incoherently, "Jiannu, slave..."
"It's nothing." Li Xiangjun's beautiful eyes suddenly shone with a strange brilliance. He looked back at the troops retreating in front of him like a tide, and said softly but extremely firmly, "I have sung Qin Liangyu so many times on the stage, today
, I want to be the real Qin Liangyu, even just this once!"
"Ah? But..." Zhou Yang was stunned for a moment.
Li Xiangjun has already started to put on costumes and pick up the wooden horse.
Zhou Yang also felt inexplicable emotions in his heart and immediately picked up the suona.
The next moment, a high-pitched suona sound soared into the sky.
As soon as the suona comes out, Baile gives way, which refers to the unparalleled penetrating power of the suona sound.
At this time, the Ming army retreated from the gun platform No. 1 in front and the gun platforms at the foot and mountainside on both sides. They had fled in a chaotic mess to the vicinity of the gun platform No. 2 on the top of the mountain.
Because the No. 2 gun platform is the only way to run back.
The eighth peak can only be reached through the passage behind Gun Platform No. 2.
Then all the defeated troops, including Jin Shenghuan, suddenly heard a high-pitched suona sound.
"Huh?" The panic-stricken soldiers raised their confused faces and turned their attention to the No. 2 musket stage. What's going on? The National Disaster Troupe still has to perform at this time?
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At this time, Jian Nu had also caught up to within fifty steps.
Seeing the defeated Ming troops gathered together and scrambling to flee, Kuer Chan spit out thick phlegm.
"Bah! A bunch of mound dogs!" Kuer Chan cursed with great disdain, raised his sword and shouted, "Baya La of Zhenglan Banner, follow me today and kill through Yunlong Mountain in one go! Take this one
achievement!"
"Roar!" More than two hundred white-armored soldiers following Kuer Chan responded loudly.
However, the next moment, a high-pitched suona sound suddenly rose into the night.
The simultaneous shouting of more than two hundred white armors could not suppress this suona.
"Huh?" Kuer Chan turned his head in astonishment and looked at the big gun platform in front of him.
Kuer Chan remembered very clearly that all the Ming troops at this gun platform had already escaped.
However, I don’t know at what time, another figure appeared on the already empty gun platform, and it was also a graceful figure. It was actually a woman?
What the hell? Why did a woman escape?
Kurchan closed his eyes subconsciously.
Open your eyes again and look forward. You saw nothing wrong.
Is she really a woman, wearing a costume?
Kuer Chan's mouth suddenly opened wide, feeling a little confused.
The white-armored soldiers following Kurchan were also a little confused.
Is there no man left in Nanming? Send a woman to the battlefield?
However, if he is confused, Kuerchan will not have the slightest pity for her.
At that moment, Kurchan jumped onto a huge stone beside the road, took off the large bow from his back, took a heavy three-edged arrow from the quiver and fastened it on the bow string.
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Following the sound of Zhou Yang's suona, Li Xiangjun performed a series of difficult movements, then sat down hard on the ground with a split, then jumped up again with a carp jump.
Zhou Yang immediately moved his fingers together, and the suona immediately imitated the high-pitched neighing of a war horse.
Accompanied by the neighing sound of the war horse, Li Xiangjun suddenly raised one of his right legs, simulating a fierce pull on the reins, causing the war horse to stand upright in an instant.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Seeing this, the defeated soldiers subconsciously slowed down.
Li Xiangjun glanced at Jiannu. He was already so close that he had no time to sing from the beginning.
Li Xiangjun just turned sideways and waved her hands. Zhou Yang knew that she was going to sing the last scene of riding alone into the camp. He immediately puffed up his cheeks and raised the volume of the suona to the highest level.
Amidst the high-pitched and crackling sound of the suona, Li Xiangjun turned around and glanced at the fleeing Ming army.
What kind of look is that? The contempt is full of pain, and the disdain is full of expectation?
Jin Shenghuan stopped subconsciously, but the figure of Xu Yingwei suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. In the Ming Dynasty, there were only scholars who died in battle, and there were no scholars who escaped!
The scholar did not run away.
Not even a single actor ran away!
He, the dignified commander-in-chief, is taking the lead in escaping?
The soldiers who fled around the gun platform also slowed down and stopped.
Then everyone looked up at Li Xiangjun on the gun stand as if they were stupid.
Under the gaze of Jin Shenghuan and thousands of defeated Ming troops, Li Xiangjun suddenly turned around again and faced hundreds of Jiannu white-armored soldiers who were chasing him along the ridge.
Eighty steps ahead, a white-armored Jiannu slave soldier stood proudly on a boulder. The large bow in his hand was fully drawn, and a heavy three-edged arrow was clasped on the string, aiming at Li Xiangjun.
"Sister Xiangjun, be careful." Zheng Tuoniang was so shocked that her face turned pale.
Li Xiangjun, however, just glanced at the Jiannu with great disdain, and suddenly spoke up: "The flag was lowered on Yunlong Mountain. I can see it clearly from the back mountain. Five thousand border troops have all taken off their armor, and not a single one of them is a man!"
"Whoosh!" Accompanied by a roar that ripped through the air, a heavy arrow shot out like lightning.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Tooniang, whose legs were too weak to walk just now, suddenly got the strength from nowhere and jumped up and stood in front of Li Xiangjun.
"Poof!" The three-edged heavy arrow instantly shot through Zheng Tuoniang's delicate body.
However, after piercing Zheng Tuoniang's body, the three-edged heavy arrow also deviated from the direction, brushed against Li Xiangjun's side, and then hammered into the rammed earth behind him several inches with a loud sound.
Zheng Tuoniang immediately collapsed to the ground with a sob.
"Master Zheng?!" Many defeated soldiers roared in pain.
"Everyone Li, get away, hide!" More defeated soldiers waved their hands.
Some of the anxious soldiers had already climbed up the edge of the gun platform. The height of the rear edge of the gun platform was not very high.
However, Li Xiangjun showed no fear and still stood on the gun platform facing the white-armored soldiers of Jiannu: "Jiannu's trumpets and drums are in full swing, and the bows, arrows, swords and horses are cold..."
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The scream tearing through the air sounded again.
This time, three heavy arrows shot at Li Xiangjun from different directions at the same time.
"Everyone Li, be careful!" Five or six defeated Ming troops rushed to Li Xiangjun at the same time and gathered into a group.
"Boom! Puff! Puff!" The first heavy arrow was blocked by a Ming soldier with all his strength, but the last two heavy arrows shot through the bodies of two Ming soldiers at the same time, including both men and their cotton armor.
However, Li Xiangjun remained unscathed.
Taking a deep breath, Li Xiangjun suddenly shouted: "Although I, Li Xiangjun, am a woman, I will fight to the death. How can you men be inferior to me, a woman? Soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, follow me to kill the captives, kill the captives, kill the captives!"
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"Kill!" Several dozen more defeated soldiers turned around and rushed to the gun platform. They were all fans of Li Xiangjun's drama.
"You are a traitor, let's fight with Jiannu!" Hundreds of broken soldiers rushed to the cannon platform, which showed a strong sense of shame.
"Idiots, they are just a group of fools. Isn't it good to live?" Hundreds more broken soldiers rushed to the gun platform with mournful faces and picked up the matchlocks and spears they had thrown away before. "We will die. We will all die today."
here."
"Madmen, they are all a group of madmen." Jin Shenghuan pulled out his sword with his backhand and rushed to the gun stand with a dark face.
Seeing more and more defeated troops coming back, Li Xiangjun's pretty face finally showed a smile. She smiled but cried again. Sister Tuo Niang fell at her feet, but she didn't even squat down to say goodbye to her for the last time.
There's no time.
Because she had to stand to provide confidence to the Ming army soldiers. If she squatted down, the Ming army soldiers who had finally mustered up the courage would not see her and might collapse again, so she had to stand!
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Kurchan already realized something was wrong.
The Ming army, which had been panicking just now and was only focused on escaping for their lives, suddenly regrouped. This was not a good sign.
At that moment, Kuer Chan shouted sternly: "Don't worry about that woman. Hurry up and seize the gun platform in front of you. We can't let the Ming army reorganize their defense. Hurry up."
More than two hundred white-armored soldiers gasped and quickened their pace.
The Ming army assembled in a hurry and could not afford to organize the firing of squatting tiger cannons and musketeers.
The Jiannu white-armored soldiers came to the gun platform without any effort, and then divided into two parts. Half of the Jiannu white-armored soldiers held large bows and were on guard thirty steps away, while the other half of the Jiannu white-armored soldiers were responsible for attacking from above.
Since the gun platform here is not very high, flying claws are not used.
The two Buddhist slaves put their four arms together to form a staircase.
More than fifty white-armored Jiannu slaves stepped on the human ladder built by their companions and rushed to the cannon platform.
However, after landing, the more than fifty white-armored soldiers who grabbed the gun platform were stunned for a moment, because the gun platform was densely packed with Ming troops, at least thousands of them!
Standing in front of the Ming army were several rows of spearmen.
It's just that the white-armored soldiers who went up to the gun platform were not very worried, because based on past fighting experience, they only needed to kill dozens or even a few Ming troops, and the remaining Ming troops would collapse.
So there is no need to go to all the trouble of killing all the Ming troops.
"Kill!" Kuer Chan dragged the sword in his hand and took the lead in facing the Ming army's formation.
"Kill!" More than fifty other people in white armor also followed Kuer Chan with their sabers raised.
Behind these fifty or so white-armored soldiers, more than fifty more white-armored soldiers climbed up. In the blink of an eye, more than a hundred white-armored soldiers were on the No. 2 gun platform.
According to past practice, the Ming army had long been defeated by this time.
But today is an exception. Today's Ming army not only did not collapse, but had the courage to launch a counterattack.
No matter what, they are still men in charge after all. They can't be inferior to a woman, right? An actor dares to face hundreds of white-armored slaves, but they don't have the courage to fight?
With this idea in mind, the Ming army soldiers finally stabilized their position.
Then after we stabilized our position, we discovered that Jiannu Baijia didn't seem that scary after all?
"The spearmen form a row and move forward! The sword players in the front row pay attention to protecting the spearmen." Under the command of Jin Shenghuan, the Ming army formed a group to face Jiannu.
The advantage of white-armored soldiers is not to fight in groups, but to fight in separate groups.
If it is a collective battle, the white-armored soldiers are not much stronger than ordinary infantry.
But facing the Ming army that gathered in large numbers, a single white-armored soldier seemed helpless.
Several white-armored soldiers grabbed the Ming army's spears and tried to pull the spearmen out of the formation, but they soon discovered that it was in vain because the Ming troops on the opposite side were crowded together and could not pull them out at all.
Several more white-armored soldiers bent down and tried to attack from under the Ming army's spears.
However, this was in vain, because the spearmen of the Ming army in the back rows thrust downwards, knocking down the few white-armored soldiers who were bending to attack. If their companions hadn't quickly pulled them back, they might have died.
Already.
"Quickly retreat!" Kurchan made an immediate decision, "shoot them with arrows."
