When Yang Fan saw the Manchu nobleman inside, he said something. The Jiannu around him all started shouting. He looked very heroic.
He also cast a contemptuous look at this side.
"What did he say?" Yang Fan asked
"Reply, to the general, the slave chief said that only the eagles died in the battle and did not fall to the ground. He also said, he also said, "The old bandit murmured and did not dare to say anything.
"What else did he say?"
"Wolves are never afraid of sheep"
"Damn, the rocks in the pit are really smelly and hard," Zhang Gada cursed angrily.
He has the deepest hatred for Jiannu. He is from Fushun and has been here for twenty years. During these twenty years, he has been fighting against Jiannu. Countless relatives, friends and old acquaintances have fallen apart in this long time.
Go down.
Yang Fan sighed. He originally wanted to capture some slave-building prisoners and lock them up to practice with the soldiers to improve their fighting skills, but it seemed that he could only kill them all.
Yang Fan nodded.
Mo Zui immediately ordered: "Everyone is here, fire."
Suddenly, a burst of smoke rose, and a line of fire flashed by. The shields of the Jian Nu in the outer circle could not block the muskets at such a close distance, and the Jian Nu fell down row by row.
Some wanted to rush forward and fight for their lives, but it was impossible. Nine consecutive shots were fired intensively, followed by a second wave of nine consecutive shots, a third wave, a fourth wave, and a fifth wave.
The huge kinetic energy of the musket at close range sent them flying backwards. They hit the people behind them, and many lead bullets penetrated one person, and then penetrated the second person.
The five rows of musketeers took turns shooting in three sections. After each row of people fired all the barrels, the people in the sixth row threw dozens of gunpowder jars.
Then, only less than fifty of the innermost slaves were left standing in the entire square.
Yang Fan brought the old bandit over and said to him.
"Let them throw away their weapons, squat on the ground, and hold their heads in their hands, otherwise they will be killed without mercy."
The old bandit shouted again in Manchu.
This time the effect was very good, more than 40 people squatted down.
Only Aling'a, Tulichen and Abdul Bayan were left standing in the middle, like three silly donkeys in a flock of sheep.
"Go up and catch them alive," Yang Fan said.
The team trainers quickly stepped forward. When Huang San heard that he was going to catch someone alive, he immediately took out a rope, tied a live buckle, and threw it out. He directly wrapped it around Abdul Bayan's neck and pulled the rope to remove him from the crowd.
He was dragged out. Two servants quickly held him down and untied the rope to avoid strangling him.
Abdul Bayan roared angrily and tried to break free. He was quickly beaten and shut up immediately. Zhang Gada curled his lips. The higher up the nobles were, the less able they were to withstand the beating. They were usually the lower class flag-bearers.
Only then do heroes emerge.
As long as his sense of superiority is eliminated, they will be very cooperative.
By this time all the prisoners had been tied up.
The dust has settled.
Yang Fan listened to the cheers of the regiment training and military households.
There is also a sense of relief in my heart. The person who is most stressed these days is actually him.
Although he could leave by boat at any time, he knew that humans are creatures of habit.
If you sneak away when faced with pressure this time, you will inevitably encounter the same or even greater pressure in your long life.
Next time, I will continue to slip away.
If there is one, there are two, because it is human nature to choose the easy way.
Just like a barrier in your heart, once you pass it, you reach a new realm.
If you don't pass, you will be imprisoned for the rest of your life.
Zhang Gada came up and winked and said, "Master, we are rich."
Yang Fan turned his head and looked at him. He had spent money like water for this battle, which was over 30 million in soft girl coins. How could he get rich after losing everything?
Zhang Gada leaned close to Yang Fan's ear and whispered, "Young men have occupied the Jiannu camp outside. There are 2,000 war horses, more than 800 pack horses, and more than 1,600 strong oxen inside."
Yang Fan was overjoyed, yes, how could he have forgotten this? These slaves were all cavalry. They dismounted to attack the city.
They must have a lot of oxen and horses pulling the carts, as well as grain and grass, two thousand sets of armor, and captured weapons, including ten large bronze cannons. This was a huge fortune.
Great, I will develop the rocky beach next, and now I have cattle for farming.
"Sir, that's not all. In the past six months, these Jian slaves have annexed dozens of bandit villages. The property of these bandits has fallen into the hands of Jian slaves. They also looted villages hundreds of miles away.
The food and gold and silver stolen from the city are also in the camp."
Yang Fan was overjoyed. From the looks of it, he might not lose money in this battle, but still make some money. The key is that farming cattle is not easy to buy with money.
"Hurry up and do some statistics and give me a detailed report."
"Here" Zhang Gada turned around and went to clean up.
Yang Fan said to Mo Zhui, "Let's make statistics on the losses of the military and civilians and give me a detailed report later."
"Here" Mo Zhui turned around and went to count the casualties.
Yang Fan said to Donkey Dan: "Go and make statistics on the meritorious services and violations of military disciplines by the soldiers and civilians in this battle, and note the reward and punishment plans respectively, and then return to me."
"Here" Donkey Dan is also busy.
Everyone in the city took action and performed their duties. Some put out fires and rescued houses, some treated the wounded, some guarded the prisoners, and some went to collect the spoils of war.
Yang Fan had nothing to do, so he took Mingyan to the dock to take a look at the ship that was unknown whether it was an enemy or a friend.
When Yang Fan walked to the end of the trestle, two people came out of the bow of the boat. When Yang Fan saw the two people, he curled his lips.
I knew they would come.
The two beauties at the bow of the boat were dressed in men's clothing, and they were Xiao Niangpi and Yao Guang.
The two of them are dressed in white as snow, with eyes filled with autumn water, and skin as thick as gelatin. They are a perfect pair.
Yao Guang was still coquettishly shaking a golden folding fan with black bones and gold sprinkles. She held her little girl's waist with one hand.
It's autumn, and it's not too cold. I look like a celebrity.
But let’s not talk about it, these two people look quite good together.
Yang Fan quickly shook his head to drive this dirty thought out of his head.
These two people are indeed a bit eye-catching.
At this time, another person came out of the cabin, but he was dressed in red and covered with cicada gauze. He had an extremely beautiful face, with a frown and a smile. He looked at himself with a smile. He was the top card of Tianxiang Tower, and the Jin Yiwei was sitting there to look around.
The stall owner of the factory, Lin Yueru.
Yang Fan smiled bitterly. It seemed that Xiao Niangpi was worried about him and didn't know what benefits he had given Lin Yueru. He borrowed a boat from Lin Yueru and was prepared to take him away if things went wrong. After all, all her people were lost.
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Yang Fan was very touched. He was just a subordinate. As a superior, Xiao Niangpi was indeed very protective of him.
When did Yao Guang, this little girl, come back? Didn't she go looking for clues? As a bodyguard, she always comes a step late.
hehe.
But fortunately, she is back and can teleport on a large scale. If she doesn't come back, her financial chain will really be broken.
