When Su Hao started to take action, the strongmen on the opposite side also started to move. They initially wanted to approach the camp of Kanyu camp in a concealed manner, and then suddenly launched an attack. Only when they saw a warning smoke column rising from the camp of Kanyu did they know
I have been discovered by the other party, there is no need to hide anymore.
The leader of the strongmen shouted, and a group of strongmen emerged from the bushes and forced themselves towards Kanyu camp. From the telescope, Su Hao could see that there were about 20 strongmen in this group, wearing various clothes.
The clothes of the young people were no longer the same color, obviously the result of patches piled on top of each other. Everyone was carrying the same weapon in their hands, but only seven or eight had knives. Some of the others were holding hoes, and some were holding knives.
Armed with wooden sticks, they are really a group of poor and strong men.
"Quickly, put up the fence. These strong men don't have any good weapons. It's not easy to break through our defenses." Su Hao forced himself to calm down and gave the order to everyone.
The soldiers have moved all the valuable things in the camp to the women's camp and are now hurriedly setting up fortifications and preparing to hold on. Several embroiderers have also heard the news. They all turned pale with fear and hid in the tents.
He didn't dare to move. Su Hao didn't know how Han Qian's master and servant felt. The enemy was facing them, and he didn't bother to greet them.
"Brother Zhao, can you do this?" Su Hao handed a blunderbuss to Zhao Luo and asked him.
"Fire gun? This is a good thing!" Zhao Luo was overjoyed. Fire gun is a sharp weapon in this kind of close defensive combat. If there are seven or eight fire gun, plus a fence as a cover, it can be used against 20 strong men.
Not a problem.
It's a pity that Su Hao doesn't have so many fire guns. When Fengnan Hundred Households was established, Nanchang Mansion distributed a total of three fire guns. The survey team took one away when they went out, and now there are two left in the camp.
What's worse is that Su Hao is the only one in the camp who can use fire guns. He originally thought that a well-informed person like Zhao Luo would use fire guns, but after asking about it, he found that although Zhao Luo knew fire guns, he didn't know how to use fire guns.
Never used it.
"Blame me!" Su Hao was annoyed. If he had known that he would encounter such a crisis, he should have made a flintlock gun earlier. A flintlock gun is easier to operate than this kind of matchlock gun, and it fires faster. If
What he has in his hands are two flintlock guns, which are much more powerful than these two matchlock guns.
In the past few months, Su Hao has been busy with too many things, including building telescopes, mining coal, and refining high-manganese steel. The matter of making guns has been pushed back again and again. In fact, he has also thought about it.
He wanted to find a time to discuss the flintlock gun with Mr. Hao and his son. He believed that with their skillful hands, they would be able to solve all the technical problems involved.
It was too late to regret now. Two fire guns were better than nothing. Su Hao loaded the gunpowder and projectiles in the fire guns, put them aside, and lit the match, ensuring that he could fire at any time. Then, he did the same as everyone else
, holding a spear in hand, crouched behind the fence and took a defensive position.
The strongmen didn't know the depth here, so they walked very slowly. It took almost a quarter of an hour for these people to reach the camp. The man who looked like a leader was holding a ghost-headed sword and stood in front of the team, looking at Su Hao and others who were waiting for them.
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"Third son, go up and shout!"
The leader gave instructions to a minion.
The man named Sanzi heard the sound and walked out of the team, walked to a place forty or fifty steps away from Su Hao and others, put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly:
"Hey! I opened this mountain, I planted this tree, I have to cross here... Brother, they are not passing by, did I shout wrong?"
With this last sentence, the third son turned to ask the leader. Obviously, the third son's mind was a little unclear. At this time, he was still thinking about whether he had said something wrong.
"What are you doing!" Seeing that the other party was approaching, Su Hao stood up and asked the strongmen loudly.
The leader took a few steps forward and said to Su Hao: "You are invited by the military master. We brothers are doing business without capital. Winter is about to come, and our brothers have not yet found their winter clothes, so I want to borrow them from the military master."
Spend some money to buy some winter clothes, and ask the military master for a reward."
"This strongman leader is quite knowledgeable." Su Hao smiled and muttered to Zhao Luo beside him. It seems that the customs in ancient times were really good. Even a bandit knew that he should be polite before fighting.
"This dear friend is so polite. Is there any need to ask for a loan when it comes to a few taels of silver? My dear friend, please leave a name and then take the brothers back to wait. I will definitely arrange for someone to give the money to you."
My dear friend, just send it to me."
The other party was polite, and Su Hao was even more polite than him. Su Hao liked this kind of talk the most, because it can delay time. The signal of the smoke column has been sent out. If Deng Kui, Hao Tong and others see the smoke column, they should
Thinking that there is something wrong with the camp, maybe I am rushing back as fast as a spark. Time belongs to you. If you can delay the opponent for a while, you will have a better chance of winning.
The leader of the strongmen burst out laughing and said: "Master Jun is really a cheerful person, but I don't have to give you money. I don't dare to do it with Master Lao. Since our brothers are here, Master Jun will give us the money now."
Well, we will definitely remember the military master’s great kindness.”
Su Hao nodded and said: "Well, this is correct. My dear friend, tell me how much money you want. I will give it to you with both hands."
"Take out the money from your camp, and let's add two to one and make five. What do you think, military master?" said the strongman leader.
Su Hao took out two pieces of broken silver from his pocket and said, "Brother, I only have these two pieces of silver in my hand. Since I want it, I will give it to you as well. Come on, continue."
After that, he waved his hand, and the two pieces of silver flew towards the strongman leader. The strongman leader stretched out his hand to catch it, and his heart shivered slightly: I can't tell that this young officer with a bookish face is quite strong.
Su Hao threw the silver coin, firstly to soften the strong man's arrogance, and secondly, to reveal his kung fu and intimidate his opponent. After several months of training, Su Hao's physical fitness has improved significantly, and he can throw a piece of silver with the same strength.
Also quite domineering.
"Master, you are kidding me." The leader played with two pieces of broken silver and sneered: "How can you have such a big camp with these two taels of silver? I advise Master to be more serious and move out the silver box. I will calm down the anxiety.
He will keep his promise, only take half of it, and never break his promise."
"What did he say his name was?" Su Hao asked the soldier next to him.
Soldier Li Kang had some knowledge and quickly explained: "He said his name is Zhenjiokeng. Jiaokeng is a small town south of here, with a maximum of 200 households."
"There are more than 20 strong men who control a small town with more than 200 households. He has the nerve to brag about it." Su Hao muttered with disdain. Now that he knew that the other party was just a small bandit, he felt more confident.
He stood up straight and shouted to the strongmen:
"Old town, and you brothers, listen. We are officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, and we are prospecting here under the orders of the imperial court. Chang Eunuch. If you hurt us, you are killing the imperial officials and trying to destroy them.
It’s full of people. You also have wives, children, and children, and you are all close friends. You don’t want to risk the lives of hundreds of your family members just for this small profit, do you?”
As soon as these words came out, the strongmen were obviously touched. These little bandits usually only robbed merchants and passers-by, but they had never seen any official officials from the imperial court. This time, they also heard that a small team came from Fuyuan Village.
It is said that he was very rich, so he became greedy. They had sent people to conduct reconnaissance several times before, and confirmed that there were not many people stationed in the camp. They planned to do one job and run away. Now I heard from Su Hao that the crime of killing an official was like this
Everyone was a little scared.
"Brother, they are official servants, let's not provoke them, right?" Sanzi suggested to Zhenjiokeng in a low voice.
"Fool!" Zhenjiokeng kicked the third son in the butt, "He said he was an official, but is he an official? He is an official, I am still the emperor. Don't listen to him, let's do this worthless business.
It has been a violation of the law a long time ago. There is no turning back when you draw your bow. Brothers, rush forward and chop them all down. I wonder who knows it was us."
"Charge!" The strongmen shouted in unison, but their feet were rubbing against each other. Zhenjiaokeng waved his knife and hit several people with the back of the knife, and then everyone moved forward to bully them.
"Stand still, straighten your spears. When the strong man is within a spear, stab him again!" Su Hao ordered loudly. This was both an order and a threat to the strong men. Each of the soldiers straightened their long spears.
Spears, just like when they were trained in the military camp. Ma Yu, Zhao Luo, and Zhao Liu also each held a spear. Although the posture was not as standardized as the soldiers, it was still enough to scare people.
The strong men were getting closer and closer, and finally entered a place no more than five steps away from the defense circle of Zhenyu Camp. The pockmarks on Zhenjiao's face were clearly visible. Both sides became highly nervous, and no one dared to speak.
, they were just panting heavily, their faces turning red from holding back.
"kill!"
A strong man finally couldn't help it and rushed over with a hoe. At first glance, this man had no combat experience. He raised his hoe high, revealing a gap in his chest. The soldier Li Kang who faced him felt that his brain was empty.
It was empty inside, so without thinking, he followed the instructions of the drill and thrust the spear straight. There was a thud, and the tip of the spear pierced the strong man's belly.
"Ah!" The strong man still had the strength to howl, and retreated. His retreat was equivalent to Li Kang pulling back his spear, and a big hole appeared in the strong man's belly, and blood spurted out.
"I...vomited!" Seeing this miserable scene, Li Kang couldn't stand it anymore, and started retching while holding the spear. The other soldiers also saw this scene, and they only felt that their legs were trembling and they couldn't hold the spear.
He stopped, and the tip of the spear trembled violently. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)