"I've only been in this damn place for less than three days. Could it be that I'm dead like this?"
Just as Pang Gang was helplessly closing his eyes and waiting for death, the soldier who was raising his knife to slash at Pang Gang suddenly felt a chill in his heart. When he lowered his head, he saw a bloody gun head appearing on his chest.
He slowly turned around and chopped back. A strong-bodied Tunjun soldier wearing tattered Ming army uniforms was holding a gun barrel in his hand, and the other end of the gun barrel had been exposed from his chest. His
With a look of disbelief in his eyes, he slowly fell down. It turned out that it was Da Zhuang who came over and stabbed the traitor to death.
Da Zhuang and Gou Sheng came to Pang Gang and asked with concern: "Gangzi, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Fortunately, you saved my life."
Pang Gang, who had saved his life, felt shocked and frightened. His whole body felt sore and weak. He took a few breaths and struggled to get up. He came to the soldier who had been killed by him before and stepped on the soldier with his feet.
He pulled out the red tassel gun from the corpse, and a stream of blood spattered out. Pang Gang looked around and gasped: "Quick, let's get to that high ground, otherwise we won't be able to hold on for long." After that, he continued.
Ran over.
When Pang Gang and the other three ran to the hillside and looked down, they saw a group of bandit soldiers chasing and killing the garrison troops everywhere. Hundreds of garrison troops were being chased by bandit soldiers emerging from all directions like chasing ducks.
Seeing that they could not escape, some of the troops simply knelt down and raised their hands to surrender.
"Look, Lord Qianhu is surrounded!" The sharp-eyed Gou Sheng suddenly pointed to the edge of the woods in horror. Pang Gang raised his eyes and saw He Zhengnan, who was wearing a red armor, being surrounded by dozens of thieves.
There were only a dozen servants left around him at this time, and the number was still decreasing.
"Hurry up and find a place to hide." Seeing that several thieves had noticed this place, Pang Gang quickly pulled the two of them and ran to the other side of the woods.
He Zhengnan and dozens of servants were surrounded by a group of thieves. Although he commanded the servants to fight hard, they were outnumbered. More and more thieves surrounded him, while there were fewer and fewer servants around him.
, He Zhengnan knew that if he continued like this, he would be finished soon. In the end, He Zhengnan gritted his teeth and waved his scimitar to urge the horse, knocking over two thieves, and then took the opportunity to rush towards the woods. Unexpectedly, within thirty steps of rushing out, he
The horse was hit by a spear flying from behind, and both the man and the horse fell to the ground.
Seeing this, the surrounding bandits and soldiers cheered and ran over, wielding swords and spears to greet the fallen He Zhengnan.
As the sun gradually moves westward, the fighting sounds in the woods have gradually subsided. Hundreds of bandits are cleaning the battlefield. On the other side, more than a hundred bandit soldiers are pressing hundreds of captured troops towards Wangjiatun.
Go.
Next to a pile of corpses in the woods stood a group of thieves, led by a burly, pimply-faced, middle-aged man. This man was about thirty years old and had an evil look on his face. His long hair was casually pulled into a ponytail.
It turned out that he was none other than Wang Mazi, a fierce bandit who was entrenched in Wangjiatun.
At this time, Wang Mazi was holding a scimitar with a cold light in his hand, and his face showed joy. He couldn't help but praise, "What a knife. I didn't expect this dog official to have such a treasure."
The thieves and soldiers beside him also joined in and said, "Yes, I wonder how virtuous that dog officer is to possess such a treasure? Don't those scholars always say that treasures are for virtuous people? This time, can the eldest brother?"
It is God’s will to get this treasure.”
After hearing this, Wang Mazi threw his head up and laughed, kicked the corpse on the ground hard, and said with some regret: "It's a pity that such a precious sword does not have a scabbard. It seems that we can only find someone to make a new one."
It turned out that the treasure Wang Mazi was holding was the Damascus scimitar that He Zhengnan had stolen from Pang Gang. Since he had not received it for a long time, He Zhengnan did not have time to make a scabbard for him, and now the knife fell before it was warm.
It fell into the hands of Wang Mazi.
Wang Mazi, who got the sword, laughed proudly and left. Before leaving, he ordered people to strip off the armor from He Zhengnan and all the servants. In the end, only a set of underwear was left on He Zhengnan's body.
His pupils had long since dilated and he was staring at the sky with unblinking eyes.
All this was seen from a distance by Pang Gang and the others who were hiding not far away. At this time, Pang Gang and the others were hiding in a cave covered by weeds. But now there were not only three of them. Among the hiding members
There were two more people. These two people were Li Yuan, a young man, and his father Li Xian. It turned out that Li Yuan and his son took advantage of the chaos and ran out. First, they hid in the cave. Later, they saw Pang Gang and the others passing by.
They called in.
This cave has a very good view from the inside out, and can be seen from most places in the woods. Naturally, they saw what happened after He Zhengnan was killed and stripped naked.
Everyone in the cave saw their brothers being killed and captured by the bandit soldiers like they were chasing ducks. Their hearts felt like they were being cut by knives. Several times, the young man Li Yuan wanted to rush out and fight the bandit soldiers but failed.
He was dragged back by his father Li Xian and Gou Sheng.
"You bastard, can you go out and fight those thieves now? You are going to die, you fool, when will you let me worry about it!"
"Dad, now that Master Qianhu and the others have all died in the battle, we will not escape death even after we return to the guardhouse. We might as well go out and fight them desperately!" Although Li Yuan was held back by Nai's father, he was still very excited and was still there.
Struggle constantly.
"Alas!" After hearing his son's words, Li Xian also lowered his head helplessly.
Da Zhuang also said with a grimace: "Brother Li is right. Now Mr. He Qian, Mr. Zhao Qian, and Mr. Li Baizong have all died in the battle, and many brothers have been captured. If we go back like this, we will definitely die."
Ah, what on earth should we do?"
Everyone in the cave was silent. Pang Gang stared blankly at the entrance of the cave. From time to time, he heard the screams of lone soldiers being killed by the bandits and the crazy laughter of the bandit soldiers.
Today's battle gave Pang Gang an unparalleled shock. This was the first battle he had participated in in his life, and it was also the bloodiest battle in the cold weapon era. The blood was flying, the soldiers' roars, and the spears piercing the enemy.
The feeling in his body clearly told him the fact that he had been avoiding these past few days. He had indeed returned to this tragic era after more than three hundred years.
Just nine years later, Li Zicheng took advantage of the weakest moment of the Ming Dynasty to invade the capital. The last orthodox emperor, Chongzhen, was forced to have his neck wiped on Meishan. Just nine years later, the Manchu Qing Dynasty defeated Li Zicheng and began to
He took control of the Central Plains, and carried out inhumane tragedies such as the Ten Days in Yangzhou and the Three Massacres in Jiading. Finally, he took the opportunity to make a decree of "leaving your head, no hair, no hair, no hair, no hair", so that hundreds of years later,
Chinese people are ridiculed by Westerners as "pig braids".
"What should I do? What should I do?" Pang Gang has been torturing himself since he knew that he could not go back. Should he wait in chaos until the Qing Dynasty entered the country and then shrink his head and live like a tortoise, or should he escape overseas?
Avoid all this. But after today's battle, there seemed to be a voice telling him, no! There is another way, and that is to kill the Manchu and Qing Tatars, kill those damn bandits, so that our Chinese civilization will not
Disappeared again under the iron heel of the barbarians.
Thinking of this, Pang Gang touched the book that had been tightly tied to his chest, and his eyes seemed to be ignited with two balls of fire, and he said from between his teeth: "What should I do? Damn it!"
You guys wait for me here for a while, I’ll go out and be right back!”
After saying that, Pang Gangji looked around and then quickly turned out of the cave entrance, bent down and ran out into the dense grass...