Jin Shiba and five others have been following the Qingshan Army.
I don’t know if they had enough of these villagers’ tricks and were desperate to escape, or for some other reason. They didn’t try any tricks, and they almost didn’t even talk. Like these villagers, even the villagers had forgotten that they were
Who are they, not to mention the officers and soldiers of Hejian Mansion?
Although Lei Zhonglian was not afraid of Jin Shiba and others, he carried it carefully and smiled coldly at this time.
"I'm really sorry for letting you down all the time," he said.
After saying that, he walked past him without fear of Jin Shiba and others killing him behind his back or running away.
He ran towards the place surrounded by baggage trains not far away, where Miss Jun was talking to Yang Jing and others.
"So this is how these are made." Yang Jing nodded with a hint of enlightenment after listening to Miss Jun's words, "We don't know. If you hadn't said it, Miss Jun, then these ammunition would be used up."
Miss Jun sighed as she looked at the newly made stone bullets piled up in front of her.
"It turns out that this is how these are used." She said and sighed softly, "If I hadn't met you, I probably wouldn't have known in my life that those messy things he took me to play with turned out to be like this."
Since she led the people to follow Miss Jun, Miss Jun didn't refuse or say anything about them following her. She just looked at their armor and the weapons they carried.
Then while walking along the way, they purchased various materials to make more of these weapons, asked about their usual military formations, and reorganized new military formations based on the number of people.
They are like a sword, which has been treasured for many years. One day, the sword is unsheathed, and then carefully wiped and polished. The blood is soaked in it, and at this moment, it is sharp and cold, and invincible.
Liang Chengdong stood aside and was quite touched, looking at the neatly arranged stone bullets and the baggage cart.
The pots, pans, rice and food on the car can be used to easily rescue refugees encountered along the way, but at the same time, the car can be disassembled to serve as a shield, or the entire car can be turned into a crossbow, shooting arrows with great power and speed.
Can penetrate a group of golden soldiers.
This car is a Bodhisattva in the eyes of the refugees, and it can instantly transform into a Vajra Yaksha.
This was an important weapon that could be used to attack, retreat or defend. He no longer dared to dislike why the Qingshan Army always carried such a heavy vehicle that affected its speed.
Also, their armor looks no different from that of the generals of the Zhou Dynasty, but if you look closely, the armor has three layers. It is extremely precise. The Jinren arrows are very vicious. This kind of armor can play a great role in blocking.
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The last time we fought against a group of Jin soldiers, soldiers from the Shun'an Army and soldiers from the Qingshan Army were both shot. Several soldiers from the Shun'an Army were killed on the spot, while the two men from the Qingshan Army looked like they were bleeding profusely.
He opened his armor and the arrow did not penetrate deeply into his flesh, so he saved his life.
Everyone knows how important life is on the battlefield, but afterwards Liang Chengdong looked at their armor carefully and gave up the idea of making such armor himself.
Their lives were spent on money, and the cost of making this piece of armor was worth the hundreds of pieces they used in the army.
it's out of the question.
Only these powerful bandits can do this, and Liang Chengdong is envious and helpless.
There are also some small things, such as the bamboo tube hanging on Yang Jing's waist. This thing can actually allow people to see far away. It is simply the legendary clairvoyance, which attracted the generals in the Shun'an army to see it.
Needless to say, this thing is definitely worth more.
Did these bandits rob the Immortal Mansion? Why have they never seen these things before?
Lei Zhonglian rushed to tell Miss Jun the news from Xia Yong.
"There are many Jin soldiers, and they are already close to the border." He said, "They are also holding many people hostage. Should they rob them or not?"
"Of course," Miss Jun said without hesitation, "Even if we are close to the border, we cannot watch our people and compatriots being robbed by others."
After saying that, he looked aside.
"History."
Zhao Hanqing, who was sitting on the roof of the baggage truck with his legs dangling, sighed and jumped down.
"Take someone to find out how many soldiers and horses the Jin people have, which route they are traveling on, how fast they are traveling, and whether there are any Jin soldiers outside the country to support them," Miss Jun said.
In response, Zhao Hanqing got on his horse, followed by two others, and the three of them galloped away.
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When the sky was dim and bright, Zhuang Laosan suddenly woke up from his nap. Looking at the dim blue light, he was a little startled and sighed.
Live another day.
How lucky he is to be alive, but Zhuang Laosan didn't look very happy.
As a person getting older, he suddenly doesn't know whether he is lucky to be alive or lucky to be dead.
The cry of a child could be heard in my ears.
"Grandma, grandma, get up."
Zhuang Laosan turned his head and saw a five or six-year-old boy pushing an old woman on the ground next to him.
The old woman was motionless and seemed to be sleeping.
Zhuang Laosan's heart skipped a beat, and he stretched out his hand to check the old woman's breathing, her expression was sad.
Another person couldn't bear it and died.
It was a freezing cold day and we were tired and hungry. After sleeping on the cold ground all night, many people couldn't wake up.
He stepped forward and picked up the child.
"Hei Xiao, your grandma is tired, don't disturb her." He coaxed her.
After all, the child was quickly coaxed to stop crying.
"Third Grandpa, I'm hungry." He blinked and bit his black fingers and said.
Zhuang Laosan sighed.
"We're almost there. When we get to the place, there will be food," he said.
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of yelling, accompanied by the crackling sound of whips, the cries of children, the screams of women, and the cries of pain from men. The originally dark earth began to move.
Looking around, there are men, women, old and young.
These are the common people who were plundered, captured and taken away for slavery by the Jin people.
There was a man who moved a little too slowly, and was knocked to the ground by a golden soldier who was driven away and beaten to death with two convulsions.
There were cries and fears all around, but no one dared to step forward.
Zhuang Laosan held the child tightly in his arms and blocked his eyes, his cloudy eyes filled with tears.
When you get to the place where the golden people live, they are like oxen and horses, so how can you live a good life?
"Hurry up, hurry up." An interpreter dressed as a golden man came running up on horseback, shouting with his hands on his hips, "If you walk slowly, you will delay the adults' journey, but you will be beaten to death."
The people protected and supported each other, looking at the densely packed golden soldiers with tall figures and bright armor on both sides, watching like wild beasts in the misty morning light.
"Let's go quickly, we will arrive today." The interpreter continued.
After hearing this, the people looked even more panicked and cried louder.
Although my home is gone long ago, I still have the familiar land under my feet, and now I have to leave even this land.
The crying became louder and louder, which made the golden soldiers around them very unhappy. A dozen golden soldiers stepped forward on horseback, raised their sabers and beat the common people head and face, and there was a sudden scream.
Zhuang Laosan hugged the child tightly and hunched his shoulders, squeezing through the crowd and walking forward vigorously.
Even though life is so difficult, he still wants to live and seems to be waiting for a glimmer of hope, even though he himself doesn't know what he is waiting for.
Amidst the cries, the common people's soldiers and horses began to move forward slowly. Suddenly, there was a commotion from the golden soldiers in front, and the marching team stopped.
What's wrong? What happened?
Old Man Zhuang raised his head in confusion. The phalanx of the Jin soldiers not only stopped, but also made noisy sounds. Although they could not understand their words, their expressions showed angry curses. Not only that, the always vicious Jin soldiers also
There seems to be some fear.
Afraid? What would make them afraid?
Zhuang Laosan couldn't help but look forward. The green light faded, and the morning light began to rise on the horizon. In this morning light, there was a square array standing in front of him.
I don't know when this phalanx came, it seemed to fall from the sky.
This phalanx is like a forest of spears, and its armor shines in the morning light. It stands firmly on the ground, like a big mountain.
"I am the army of the Great Zhou Dynasty. I have been ordered by the emperor to protect the country and the people. I now order you to hand over my people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, otherwise you will be severely punished!"
Loud shouts came from the mountains.
Is this the Zhou army?
The morning light is getting brighter and brighter, illuminating the mountain more and more clearly. There are like a forest of flags. One of the big flags is bright red and dancing in the wind in the winter morning light.
Zhuang Laosan stared hard at the flag, and finally the words Qingshan Army broke into his sight.
Qingshan Army.
Qingshan Army.
Zhuang Laosan hugged the child and fell to his knees. He touched his head to the ground, pressed his dry lips tightly to the cold ground, kissed him again and again, and burst into tears.