Accompanied by a whistling sound, the three stones once again drew a perfect line and landed in the military formation in front.
Boom boom three times.
The people in the military formation fell on their backs, and the screams and pain caused the vanguards in the front to fall down. The military formation behind was not spared either, and the formation was disrupted mentally and psychologically as well as by the horses running around.
After three times, the originally strict and fierce Jin Bing camp had become chaotic.
What on earth is this?
Not to mention the shock of the other party, Li Guorui and others were also stunned, their ears were buzzing and their minds were in confusion.
But it wasn't over yet. I saw flags waving, and the women turned the baggage cart over again. With a dazzling movement, the baggage cart changed its appearance again. Ten women turned a winch together, and with a creaking sound, the baggage cart was originally placed.
A pole at the bottom of the car rises up like a spear.
This is…….
Li Guorui felt his throat was dry.
As soon as the thought came up, I heard another blast, a whooshing sound, and the spear on the baggage truck flew towards the gold thief's camp.
In the blink of an eye, a spear penetrated a golden soldier who was running towards him with a broadsword in hand.
No, it hasn’t stopped yet, not one, but two, three...
Li Guorui swallowed.
One spear, one group of soldiers, one group of soldiers.
Spears were like rain, submerging the Jin army's camp in the violent storm.
It turns out that this battle can still be fought like this.
What's the point of fighting? This is simply massacre.
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The defenders on the Changfeng City Wall were much more nervous than before. First, the people outside had not returned as it was getting late, and second, a group of adults in official robes behind them were extremely angry.
"How many days have you been out?" they shouted angrily, "A thousand people dare to go deep into Bazhou. Do you know how many golden soldiers there are in Bazhou now?"
Sun Sanjie stretched out a palm.
"Nearly five thousand," he said.
"You still have the nerve to say it?" Lord Tongpan no longer cared about etiquette, Tuotou spat.
Sun Sanjie was busy complaining that he was wronged.
"I originally said that I would take two thousand people, but Miss Jun said that one thousand people would be enough. Too many two thousand people would slow down the operation, and she said that there should be more city defenders. If the golden soldiers attack, we can rely on them.
Strength in numbers wins,” he said.
This sounds a bit weird, as if they are saying that these two thousand people are not as good as one thousand people.
But now is not the time to dwell on this, Lord Tongpan sighed again.
"Who asked you this!" he shouted, "I mean are you crazy? A thousand people dare to run to where the golden man is."
Sun Sanjie looked solemn.
"My lord, it is your duty to be the Duke of the country, not to be afraid of danger and to regard death as home," he said.
Don't they know the danger? But what about the danger? As a general, you just obey orders and move forward.
This is a belief that has been deeply rooted in their bones for ten years.
Lord Tongpan was speechless again and very angry.
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if this were not the order of Duke Cheng?" he shouted in a deep voice.
Sun Sanjie was stunned for a moment.
"Have you heard of this Qingshan Army?" Lord Tongpan shouted again.
Sun Sanjie shook his head.
"I have never heard of such an army, nor have I heard of these people under the command of Duke Cheng Guo." Lord Tongpan said solemnly, "What if these people are Jin spies? They will never come back.
One thousand of our men fell into the wolf's mouth."
Sun Sanjie shook his head again.
"Probably not." He said hesitantly, "Then the Qingshan Army still has people here."
Someone was left behind? Who was left behind?
"It's a woman." Sun Sanjie said, "It seems to be Miss Jun's... mother?"
Miss Jun has heard Tongpan many times since coming here and is very familiar with it.
Does this Miss Jun have a mother?
It's ridiculous for a woman to bring people to fight, but also bring her mother?
What a mess.
How to fight this battle!
"Where?" Tong Fan shouted angrily.
Sun Sanjie hurriedly pointed in a direction.
"We will give porridge to the victims at the City God's Temple," he said.
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Since the city gates were opened and refugees began to be admitted, nearly four to five hundred people have gathered in Changfeng City.
Every day there are people heading further south to Hejian Prefecture, but at the same time, new refugees are fleeing.
A dozen large pots are placed in front of the orange, steaming in the winter, which makes people feel relaxed all over.
It was time to eat, and the refugees were lining up one after another. Although there were many people, they were quiet and orderly.
The officials who came in a hurry, including the judge, couldn't help but stop in their tracks when they saw this scene.
In the past, they had seen many soup kitchens and refugees, but the scenes were always chaotic.
Now the refugees here are quiet and no longer noisy or crying. Even the shacks they live in are neatly built, and there is no stench or mess caused by open defecation.
besides….
Tong San pointed to the man serving porridge in front of the big pot.
"These seem to be refugees?" he asked.
Sun Sanjie nodded hurriedly.
"Yes, yes, Miss Jun said that the officers and soldiers can defend the city and let the refugees take care of these small things." He said, "These, from making porridge to serving porridge to cleaning up the dishes, are all done by the refugees themselves.
"
Did the refugees do it themselves?
Tongpan and others have already understood the nature of the refugees through their experience in the officialdom. People are basically disordered in times of crisis.
"With the Qingshan Army here, everyone is very obedient." Sun Sanjie said with a smile and pointed in one direction.
Didn’t the Qingshan Army all go to Bazhou? Besides, where are the officers and soldiers here? Tong San and others frowned and followed the pointer.
In front of the Chenghuang Temple, a big flag fluttered in the wind, with the red flag and gold characters, Qingshan Army.
"With this flag, everyone is keeping order." Sun Sanjie said with a smile.
flag?
Can a single flag keep the refugees in order? In the past, hundreds of soldiers could not stop the refugees from looting.
How is this done?
"Because the Qingshan Army pays great attention to order." Sun Sanjie said with a bit of sigh, "And they keep their word."
In addition to killing the vicious refugees outside the city gate at the beginning, he also mercilessly beheaded several troublemaking refugees on the spot while giving soup.
Killing those who do not obey the order is a deterrent and proof that as long as you follow order, you can be protected without any worries.
Where did such brutal officers and soldiers come from? It must be fake.
Tong San and others frowned even more.
"Where is Miss Jun's mother?" he asked.
Sun Sanjie pointed to the temple.
"Then Madam is resting in the temple," he said.
Lord Tongpan walked towards the temple with a serious expression and led the people.
Regardless of whether he is pretending to be a god or a ghost, arrest him first and interrogate him.
There are many people sitting or standing in the Chenghuang Temple, all of them old, weak, women and children. Because it is more sheltered from wind and snow than a shack, is that why these people are allowed to rest here?
As I got closer, there was still heat coming from the temple, and it was obvious that there was a charcoal fire burning inside.
It's so luxurious, how much rice can be exchanged for a pot of charcoal fire?
If you can't bear this little pain, how can you be an officer and soldier?
Master Tongpan's anger became even more intense, and he stepped into the temple. A group of people came here and cheered. People in the temple also looked over and saw that they were all wearing official robes. Everyone stood up in a hurry.
Amidst the commotion, a woman sitting quietly eating porridge in front of a Buddha statue stood out.
She was wearing a floral jacket and a headscarf to keep warm. She looked like a village woman.
At first Sun Sanjie thought that this woman was a refugee rescued by the Qingshan Army, but she had extraordinary bearing and was respected by Miss Jun, even though she was silent and never came to her.
So Sun Sanjie guessed that this was Miss Na Jun's elder.
Women can come to fight with them, so it’s not unusual to bring their mothers.
She didn't seem to hear the noisy footsteps here, and continued to eat her porridge quietly.
Sun Sanjie rushed forward.
"Madam, this is Mr. Tongpantian of Hejian Mansion." He said, lowering his voice, "He came specially for the Qingshan Army."
With such a reminder, this woman should know how to face Lord Tongpan and others, right?
At least you know how to give gifts, right?
As soon as he finished speaking, the woman in front of him put down the spoon, touched the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief and turned her head.
"Tian Yao?" she said, looking at Tong San and others standing at the door, and nodded, "You're here."
Oops, why didn’t this woman get up and salute, instead she called Lord Tongjian by his first name!
Sun Sanjie was startled, but then he was startled.
How does this woman know Mr. Tian’s name?
As the thought flashed across his mind, he heard a low cry. He looked over and saw Lord Tongpan, who was still angry and angry just now, with a horrified look on his face. He also dwarfed, and he was actually paying homage.
"Mrs. Chengguo!" Master Tongpan shouted with a trembling voice. He bowed and raised his head, "Why are you here?" (To be continued)