Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 39 Attitude Issues
Deserter is a profession with a glorious history. Many great people who have lived through the ages have made guest appearances in this absolutely dishonorable role, which really adds a lot to the deserter profession—for example, Guan Zhong.His reason for becoming a deserter is simple: there is still an old mother to support at home, if he dies in battle, the old mother will starve to death, one dead body and two lives!I believe that Guan Zhong is definitely not the first deserter for this reason, nor will he be the last.There is a large group of people fleeing for the same reason, and their situation is even worse. If they die in battle, it will not only be the mother who starved to death, but a whole family!They had every reason to escape, and for their own home with first-class ventilation and lighting, and nothing but four walls, they had to go back alive.

It's just that they didn't seem to have thought that the tens of thousands of people in the city might die under Jiannu's butcher's knife because of their escape.

Fang Yizhi rushed over in a panic. Compared with last night, he has made some progress—this time he came out wearing shoes.Seeing that most of the defenders had thrown away their weapons, he was shocked and shouted: "What do you want to do? Rebellion!? The enemy is in front of you. You don't want to kill the enemy and serve the country, but you want to run away. What should you do!"

The soldiers were silent.This kind of silence is not because I have been trained to have nothing to say, but because I am too lazy to offend you and treat you as farts.

Yang Menglong smiled wryly: "Master Fang, please save yourself, even if you say dry mouth, they won't listen to a word. These great principles can't be eaten as food, but worn as clothes!"

Fang Yizhi was furious: "You——"

Yang Menglong clung to his ear, pointed to the old soldier whose face was covered with blood, and said in a low voice, "Master Fang, look at them, do they look like a group of soldiers? There are more beggars, right? They Poor, their family is even poorer, and the whole family depends on them to support them. If they die, the whole family will starve to death! There is no free lunch in the world, if we can't even feed them a full meal and wear a new set of clothes , what qualifications do you have to ask them to fight to the death for this county?"

Fang Yizhi was suffocated, looking at these soldiers with pale faces and shivering in the cold wind, he had to admit that Yang Menglong had a point.He has heard a little bit about how miserable the life of the soldiers in the guard is, no, it is said that the soldiers in the local guard ran away when they heard that slaves were invaded, forcing him to leave Zhang Qianhu to help him defend the city, even if Zhang Qian Hu and his subordinates have unclean hands and feet, bullying men and women, so he can only hold his nose and bear it.Now that Zhang Qianhu has run away, he expects these soldiers who are worse than beggars and already in disarray to fight to the death. He might as well strangle all these soldiers to death and let them be reincarnated. Be more realistic.He smiled wryly: "I also know that the officers and soldiers of the guard station are extremely poor in combat power, but you have also seen that, apart from them, are we soldiers?"

Yang Menglong said: "Then you can't let the horse run and don't let the horse eat grass! If you want someone to work hard for you, at least you have to give me some benefits, right? It's like an adult who wants to share my work, but at least he also gave me a lot. The benefits are the same..."

Fang Yizhi coughed, implying that Yang Menglong should pay attention, this kind of thing must never be said in public.Yang Menglong chuckled, it seems that the ancients were a bit thin-skinned, in the 21st century, this is a fart, it's fine if you don't get red-faced due to arguing.He was about to speak when he was interrupted by a commotion outside the city.Someone on the city tower shouted: "Jianu is here!" Yang Menglong didn't care about that much, he climbed up an archery tower in twos and twos, and at a glance, hey guy, hundreds of rear golden cavalry are charging towards the city gate!They cheered all the way, triumphant, as if they had won a big battle, but in fact, they did win the battle, but compared to their previous record that can only be described as horror, this is not a big deal Victory:

Under the almost desperate eyes of countless soldiers and civilians on the city wall, hundreds of post-gold cavalry rode their horses and galloped, and each of them had a bloody head on the tip of their knives and guns!Zhang Qianhu, Zhang Yu, Zhongfu Qianhu, Hu Baihu, Liu Baihu... These guys, their servants and cronies have all turned into a bloody head, and they are picked on the tip of a spear to show off their might!Two hundred heads were shaking in front of his eyes, the scene was very frightening, Fang Yizhi vomited on the spot, many soldiers also vomited, and even cried aloud.No matter how the officers and servants like Zhang Qianhu bully them and make them hate them to the bone, seeing so many people being killed in a blink of an eye, and their heads being picked up on the point of a gun to show the public, the soldiers will always have a bit The rabbit died and the fox was sad, and the despair in his heart was indescribable.Yang Menglong was also nauseated. These days, he passed so many villages and towns where there were not even a live chicken left. He saw a lot of dead people, but it was the first time he saw so many bloody heads. He almost vomited it out. .

There was an atmosphere of horror on the city wall, and there was no sound.

Niu Luer was really satisfied with the effect. He stopped two hundred steps away, held up Zhang Qianhu's head high, and let out a ghostly scream.It's too far away and I can't hear clearly. This man refuses to come closer. There's no other way. The cold arrow last night scared him. Who knows if the perverted archer is there or not? It's life-threatening!Two hundred steps, let alone bows and arrows, even the most powerful crossbows cannot hit, unless they use bed crossbows, but it seems that the Ming army is rarely equipped with bed crossbows... Two hundred steps, it is safe .After he finished grunting, he waved his hand, and a coated servant bravely rode forward, opened his throat and began to translate: "Listen, you wise dogs in the city, your Qianhu has abandoned you and escaped with his own people. We are They've all been killed! All of your most capable servants are dead. These more than 200 heads have proved that fighting against the Houjin Warriors is the only way to death. Those who have sense should quickly open the city and surrender, otherwise..."

Yang Menglong was too lazy to listen. These days, even the traitors are not very professional, and the level of propaganda is far behind that of the traitors during the Anti-Japanese War, so he is not interested in listening.The traitor who no one wants to listen to is the most failed traitor, but if someone yells hoarsely, there should be some response, right?He also yelled at the bottom of the archery tower: "Qi Polu!"

Qi Polu has now become his little follower, and when he saw him rushing out in a hurry, he also followed, and carried Yang Menglong's iconic crossbow on his back.When Yang Menglong called, he immediately responded, climbed up a few times, and handed the crossbow to Yang Menglong.Without further ado, Yang Menglong stepped on the machine, and Qi Polu checked the distance with his eyes and said, "130 paces, you should be able to shoot that coated slave."

Yang Menglong said: "What's the point of shooting that slave? If you want to shoot, shoot that Niu Luerzhen! Niuluerzhen's head is too valuable, and one can be a thousand households!"

Qi Polu straightened his lips: "You want to be an official and you are crazy! At two hundred paces, even if you invite sharpshooters like Li Guang, Yang Yaoji, and Huang Zhong, you still can't shoot. You'd better save it. A crossbow bolt is very expensive!"

Yang Menglong loaded the crossbow swiftly with his hands and feet, and began to adjust the scale on the scope. The target was indeed Niu Lu Ezhen who was showing off his power: "Whether you can shoot is a technical problem, and whether you can shoot or not is a matter of attitude. My attitude is his attitude." I'll shoot him once if I take a shot, and if I shoot a few more arrows, there will always be a hit!"

Qi Polu rolled his eyes speechlessly, ready to run away.If you shoot an arrow in the past, no matter whether it hits or not, the Golden Cavalry will inevitably rush up to retaliate. The archery tower is their key target for revenge, and it is better to escape as soon as possible.

The coated servant was still faithfully playing the role of a repeater, repeating Niu Luerzhen's words over and over again, while Niuluerzhen was waiting there confidently, waiting for the Ming army to open the city and surrender, and then He started killing and used the people in the city to bury his son Taketan.Based on his experience, although the Ming army is large in scale, the only troops that can fight are the servants under the generals of the Ming army. If all these servants are killed, the Ming army will collapse.This time, he easily killed Zhang Qianhu who had escaped from the city, as well as the officers of the entire Qianhu Institute with more than 80 households. These officers killed more than [-] servants alone. The Ming army probably did not have the courage to follow. They fought, surrendered, and stretched their necks to get the knife earlier, so that you will save trouble, and I will also save trouble...

A white-armored soldier noticed the movement of the archery tower, and pointed at the archery tower: "Master, look over there!"

Niu Lu'er squinted his eyes, hey, why did the Ming army climb so high?Are you trying to shoot him again?Just kidding, it's two hundred steps away. How can a crossbow shoot so far!He smiled contemptuously: "Aren't they just two soldiers? They are not worth making a fuss about."

The white-armored soldier said: "I'm afraid that Minggou plans to repeat the old tricks and plot against the master. The master should be careful."

Niu Luzhen said: "It's okay, it's okay, forgive them..." Before the words fell, Yang Menglong yelled ghostly over there: "Man, come on, have a laugh!"A crossbow bolt shot out, heading straight for Niu Lu'ezhen!The sound of sharp arrows piercing the air was sharp and piercing, Niu Lu's hairs all stood up, and he lay down on the horse's back like lightning to narrow down the target.Facts have proved that he is self-indulgent, because Yang Menglong's target is not him, but his horse.It's too far away, about three hundred meters, even a highly accurate sniper crossbow can hardly hit the target accurately, and student Xiao Yang has no habit of wasting ammunition, so he found an easy target to hit——Ma The body is much bigger than a human, and the reaction is slow, well, it's you!
"Xi———" The shrill neighing of the war horse resounded across the battlefield, and Niu Lu Ezhen's beloved bay red horse burst out a line of blood on its neck. , the arrow missed the vital point, but the pain was severe, and the horse also lost its temper and was out of control.Niu Luerzhen almost desperately clamped the horse's belly and hugged the horse's neck so as not to be thrown off, but he was also tossed around, extremely embarrassed, the defenders all laughed when they saw this, and their fear of the enemy was greatly reduced!It was really hard for Niu Lu'e to control the horse. Seeing the guards on the city wall laughing all over the place, they were extremely annoyed and roared loudly. If he could, he would really pounce on Yang Menglong and bite Yang Menglong.Damn it, I was assassinated by you last night and almost died. Now I'm hiding two hundred steps away, and you still shoot!Let the coated servant who is so close to you not shoot, but shoot Lao Tzu exclusively, and shoot horses if you can’t hit anyone, is there something wrong with you?How much hatred does Lao Tzu have against you?The soldiers under his command couldn't stand it anymore, and pointed at the city wall and cursed. Those who knew a few words of Chinese shouted: "What kind of a man is hiding in the dark and shooting cold arrows, come out and shoot at us if you have the guts!" So he cursed back: "You are worthy of confronting the young master with your little ability? Go back and practice hard for 20 years before you come back!" He said with a vicious smile: "I'm afraid they all learned their skills from their teacher, and they can only die if they die. He can shoot an arrow about sixty paces, which is far behind Young Master Yang!" The city was full of saliva, swearing, it was so lively!
Niu Luerzhen pulled out the arrow stuck in the horse's neck and looked, his face turned blue with anger.The design of this arrow is exactly the same as that of last night, and it is obviously made by the same person. It was almost plotted twice in such a short period of time, and no one can feel better.He snarled at the coated servant who was almost scared to pee, and the coated servant put a bitter face on his face, cupped his hands at the archery tower, and said, "That strong man, my master said that he admired your archery skills and thought you His archery skills are superb, looking at the world, you think you are second, no one dares to recognize the first! But he disagrees with your practice of hiding in the dark and shooting cold arrows, saying that if you are really a warrior, please stand up In a face-to-face fight to the death, he is willing to fight you with one hand tied!"

Qi Polu cursed loudly: "Your master almost died from the young master's arrows twice, but you still have the nerve to fight the young master? And you tie one hand and fight with the young master? What the hell!"

Yang Menglong smiled and said: "Go back and tell your master that I was born to like to hide in the dark and shoot cold arrows. This is purely a personal hobby and has nothing to do with character. He doesn't need to provoke me, and it's useless to provoke me. You tell him , I admire his skill very much, he escaped my sniper attack twice, I hope he can always maintain such agility and responsiveness, because I left him thirteen arrows, I hope these thirteen arrows There will be one that penetrates his chest and nails him to this land that he should not have come to... Of course, I respect heroes very much, heroes cherish heroes, and I sincerely hope that he can escape the next attack. These thirteen arrows... well, that's all I have to say, hurry back and answer, or I will give you one of the thirteen arrows."

Hearing that, the coated servant who still wanted to reveal Yang Menglong's identity ran like a rabbit that had been shot with an arrow, and ran back to Niu Luerzhen, stammering what Yang Menglong said. Repeatedly.Niu Lu'ezhen's expression suddenly became colorful, with hatred, anger, helplessness, and more of fear.Thinking of such a perverted sharpshooter hiding in the dark and shooting himself an arrow at any time, his scalp tingles!He glared at that damned watchtower again, waved his hand, retreated, and waited for the Mongols to come to clean up you!

(End of this chapter)