903. Chapter 903 Just for her: overthrow the world [20]
No matter it was Xuanyuan Zhirong or Xuan Yinlan, they were all men of the same worldly background. It was really easy to persuade the independent soldiers who were suffering on the border. They were trying to induce them.
After some arrangements, on December 25, the 21st year of Hong'an, the "Yansha Mutiny" occurred.
Xuanyuan Zhirong led nine thousand independent troops to attack the Qing Dynasty's army late at night. Mu Jieyu looked at the flash of swords in front of him, fighting Zhentian, and brought Bai Su who joined her and the remaining one thousand independent troops.
, coming from the rear.
It has to be said that the Qing Dynasty army was stationed very advantageously. Behind them was a swamp with a radius of five miles. Even people with excellent light skills would find it difficult to pass through such a wide swamp, let alone a large army? So for their
From the rear, they have nothing to fear.
Everyone Mu Jieyu brought had seven or eight medicine bottles hanging on his body. Mu Jieyu opened the bottle on his shoulder and a pungent smell spread out. He pulled out the bottle in his hand and sprinkled the powder inside.
The swamp, the swamp reacted sizzlingly as soon as it encountered the white medicinal powder.
When the swamp became dry and hard, Mu Jieyu stepped on it, not forgetting to warn him as he walked: "You should be as gentle as possible and go as fast as possible. This can only be hard on the surface, but if it cannot be seen in the light, it will become damaged if it is exposed to light for a long time."
Go soft again, tonight is a moonlit night."
The other people followed Mu Jieyu's example, and more than a thousand people divided into ten rows and walked on the swamp in an orderly and cautious manner.
From time to time, some poisonous things will appear in the swamp, but they all seem to be afraid of the pungent smell, and they will rise up and sink again.
It took the group an hour to finally get out, and at this hour, under the command of Xuanyuan Zhirong, the fight with the Qing Dynasty's army reached its peak.
Mu Jieyu was lucky enough to get to the back and saw the grain harvesting behind. He easily took down the guarding soldiers, snatched the torch from his hand and threw it away. The grain was flammable and burned very quickly.
Mu Jieyu flew to the front of the camp, grabbed the police gong, and banged it hard. The Qing Dynasty soldiers beside her became panicked, shouting that their food and grass had been burned. Some of the soldiers who were fighting even heard this.
After hearing the news, he turned around to put out the fire, regardless of the knife stabbing him in front.
The military camp of the Qing Dynasty was in chaos. The men led by Xuanyuan Zhirong and those led by Mu Jieyu merged with the men led by Mu Jieyu, and they all showed their dazzling swords and attacked the soldiers of Daqing.
With a small number of enemies, there is no decline.
Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhirong threw everything into the fight. This was not the first time Mu Jieyu fought on the battlefield. However, in the dark night, the strong blood in the cold air still made her unhappy. The splashing blood,
It stained her face and splashed into her eyes. Her eyes were cold but clear, and she always maintained her rationality.
When killing the enemy, the independent army did not forget Mu Jieyu's instructions to spread gunpowder. When Mu Jieyu received the signal, he immediately winked at Xuanyuan Zhirong, and Xuanyuan Zhirong retreated with the army.
Mu Jieyu turned over and swung her sword. The sharp sword energy was like countless small swords and shot towards the soldiers who were wielding it. Taking advantage of this opportunity, she pulled out three feather arrows from the side. She whirled her body and swept them forward again.
At the same time, the soldiers swept through the brazier on the side, tiptoed, jumped away from the encirclement, and threw the burning arrows in their hands towards Xuanyuan Zhirong.
Xuanyuan Zhirong flew up in the air and took it. He carried the bow on his back, put the arrow on his backhand, and pulled hard.
When the fire touches the gunpowder, it suddenly shoots up to the nine heavens like an awakened fire dragon.
Mu Jieyu and Xuanyuan Zhirong both fell outside the fire ring. Looking at the Qing Dynasty soldiers who were trapped in the fire ring and screaming pitifully, they closed their eyes unbearably.
The reason was that the overall situation had been decided, but the sound of horse hooves suddenly sounded neat, fast, and thick as if it could crack the ground, making Mu Jieyu suddenly look back.
Smoke and dust billowed on the horizon in the distance, but even though they were so far away, the fluttering Qing Dynasty flag still caught people's attention.