With the military power of Hui'an City, it is naturally impossible to do this, but with the help of many martial arts figures from the Anti-Qing Alliance, it can inflict a heavy blow to the Qinghe Sect rebels.
Although there are only about 500 people in the Anti-Youth Alliance, all of them are skilled in martial arts and can block several, or even dozens, or dozens of skilled fighters. If they take action, if they are engaged in guerrilla warfare, they will definitely be able to kill and injure them severely.
Rebels.
Su Yin also knew these martial arts people very well, and the county magistrate obviously knew them too.
If the two armies are fighting and fighting on a vast flat ground, more than five hundred martial arts practitioners will actually not be of much use. On a battlefield with tens of thousands of people, troops are arranged in formation, and if they meet the army head-on, if five hundred people are put on it, one attack may be enough.
Most of them will die.
After all, the army is good at formations and group battles. One person may be like a worm and is no match for martial arts people. But if you put a hundred of them together, a thousand of them together, or ten thousand of them, you will become a dragon.
When a round of bows and arrows come down, the arrows are like rain, densely packed. No matter how strong your martial arts skills are, you may become an ant's nest.
Therefore, if five hundred warriors were placed on the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, it would not be enough to see them.
But if it is placed in the city, it is different.
The streets and alleys in the city are densely packed with buildings. The army cannot form a formation, the infantry cannot form a killing formation, and the cavalry cannot form a square formation. The archers' arrows cannot hit at all because there are houses and other shelters everywhere.
A warrior with high martial arts skills.
If thousands or tens of thousands of people are crowded into the establishment, I am afraid that the lethality is not as good as five hundred warriors with martial arts skills.
Once the army is divided, it will no longer be an army. This kind of guerrilla warfare is naturally the best way for martial arts people.
Su Yin had wondered before why Mr. Mingshu dared to be sure that he could kill thirty rebels. With his little ability, placed in an army of thousands or even tens of thousands of people, he would be like an ant, and he would be killed in an instant.
submerged.
But assuming that all the rebels have entered the city, it is not surprising. Once the army is dispersed, there will be no match for these martial artists. A martial artist with good martial arts cannot deal with a hundred ordinary people, but he can deal with ten
It is very easy for ordinary people to deal with five ordinary people.
Outside the city, there were sounds of weapons clashing and shouts of killing. The two armies were fighting, and the momentum was naturally quite high.
But inside the city, it was silent, like a ghost town, with not a single soul in sight.
Then, in some unintentional shadows, silhouettes occasionally flashed by. Those silhouettes moved quickly and silently, like black cats at night. One second ago, their shadows could be seen, but the next second, there were no ghosts left.
.
Yes, the warriors in the inn have already taken action, with more than five hundred people spreading out and hiding in every corner of the city.
In the attic, in the hotel, under the eaves, on the roof, or even under the dry well... their presence may be hidden.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for the rebels to "attack" the city. After everyone enters the city, it is time for them to sever the butcher's knife in their hands.
Mr. Mingshu was sitting in a girl's boudoir. Of course, the owner of the boudoir had left long ago, but the things inside were not moved.
When fleeing, it is difficult for rich people to take away all their gold and silver, let alone some ordinary things.
Su Yin, on the other hand, was lying on the roof opposite the boudoir, with his hands under his head, legs crossed, and playfully looking at Mr. Ming Shu who was hiding under the window.