The best county magistrate

When the afterglow of sunset disappeared from the earth, the once bustling town became extremely quiet.

At the north side of the town, connecting to the Beiliao Valley Road, at least thirty tripwires have been set up.

The soldiers of the defense corps hid in houses or behind bunkers in teams of five, and resolutely implemented Yang Xuanchen's orders.

Rest and silence.

"Is Changqing back?" Yang Xuanchen asked with a frown.

"With Changqing's skills, he's just trying to gather some information. There shouldn't be any danger!" Zhou Miaomiao agreed. She hoped that he wouldn't worry too much.

Yang Xuanchen nodded to show his approval, but he always had a bad feeling in his heart.

It was expected that we could smoothly capture Yueguan Town today, and the operation of driving away the wolves and swallowing the tigers was carried out according to our plan.

However, he had not been able to find out what was happening in Bei Liao for a long time, and he always felt like something was staring at him.

Zhou Miaomiao pushed him down on the chair, sat gently in his arms, and hugged his waist with his hands.

She could feel that her man was uneasy and wanted to use this method to relieve his nerves that had been tense for more than ten days.

During this period, Yang Xuanchen was very tired. During the march, he not only had to communicate intelligence with Feiyue and the people from Anyansi, but also had to explain tactics to the soldiers of the defense corps.

It was a huge drain on my energy and I looked much more haggard.

With the soft and fragrant body in his arms, he pinched her here and touched her there, which made Zhou Miaomiao very angry, and only then did he relax a little.

Just as Yang Xuanchen was kissing the lips of the beauty in his arms, the sound of horse hooves came from outside.

"General Han Shangwu of the Liao Dynasty, in compliance with the order of the Fourth Prince, invites Lord Yang Xuanchen to visit Huajing City!"

Yang Xuanchen fell into deep thought after hearing this.

On the way from Shangjing City to Qingshui County, he sent someone to deliver a letter to Park In-jae, asking him to arrange troops to guard the other side.

Why are the people coming now being the Fourth Prince? Has the situation in Huajing City changed?

Han Shangwu's voice sounded again, "Sir Yang, our Fourth Prince sincerely invites you, please do me the honor of coming."

At this time, Wang Tieshan entered the house and said, "Yueguan Town is surrounded. It looks like there are at least 20,000 soldiers. Be prepared."

If there are only more than 20,000 people, it is not impossible to fight.

They would first throw some grenades and then fire a few rounds of artillery fire, and then the soldiers of the defense corps would come out to clean up the mess.

The battle will probably not last all night, and it will be resolved in one or two hours at most.

"There are only more than 20,000 people. Just fight them according to the normal routine. Damn it, I will be afraid..."

Yang Xuanchen was halfway through his words when Wang Tieshan added, "Changqing fell into their hands."

"My Chao! Grandpa Wang, I call you Grandpa. Can you finish your sentence in one go from now on?"

"Why didn't you tell me such an important thing earlier!"

"How is Changqing now? Is he seriously injured?"

Wang Tieshan was confused by the series of questions. "Can't you go and check it yourself? I've asked you several times, but you're like a coward."

Blanch!

You old thing, do you understand that now is the time to show your head?

If someone invites you to be a guest, does that mean you should just go and be a guest?

If we really invite you to be our guest, would we have to send more than 20,000 troops to surround the town?

This obviously depends on whether you are there. If you are there, I will just rush in and behead you.

"Miaomiao, bring me my box. I want to eat fish tonight."

When Yang Xuanchen finished assembling all the parts in the box, a spear exuding cold murderous aura appeared in front of the two men.

Wang Tieshan frowned and looked at the strange-looking spear in Yang Xuanchen's hand with a puzzled look and asked in confusion.

"What the hell did you come up with? What kind of gun is this?"

Yang Xuanchen smiled slightly and did not answer directly. Instead, he gently stroked the gun body, with a gleam of light in his eyes.

"Master Wang, this is not an ordinary gun. This is the power of technology. Tonight, just wait and see."

Taking advantage of the night, the three of them climbed onto the roof.

Yang Xuanchen found a hidden position, set up the sniper rifle, and began to aim.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes as he looked for Han Shangwu through the scope.

In the town square, Han Shangwu, who was holding Wu Changqing with a long knife, had no idea that he had become Yang Xuanchen's prey.

"Miaomiao, Master Wang, the gunshot will be the signal, you must rescue Changqing as soon as possible."

"I will give the signal for the defense team to launch an attack."

After saying that, Yang Xuanchen began to adjust his breathing, and the crosshairs in the sight were firmly locked on Han Shangwu's brows.

"Yang Xuanchen, don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit. Your people are still in my hands!"

"Follow me back to Huajing City, and we, the Fourth Prince, will ensure that you will have a life of wealth and honor..."

Yang Xuanchen took a deep breath and slowly pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" A dull gunshot broke the tranquility of the night sky. The bullet was like a flash of black lightning, instantly piercing Han Shangwu's head.

He didn't even have time to react before he fell to the ground and died on the spot.

Zhou Miaomiao and Wang Tieshan looked at each other. It was the first time they saw the power of this gun.

The former jumped down from the roof, drew out Wufeng and flashed towards Wu Changqing, while the latter turned around and glanced at Yang Xuanchen.

Wang Tieshan was wondering, if the gun was aimed at him, would he be able to dodge the fatal blow.

Just as the two of them went out to rescue people, the Northern Liao army reacted.

"Hurry up and save General Han! Soldiers, follow me!" A deputy general shouted, waving a long sword.

A large group of soldiers surrounded Wu Changqing and the other three. Yang Xuanchen on the roof concentrated his energy and aimed again.

With another "bang", the deputy general fell in a pool of blood.

Then he took out a grenade made of a boiled egg and threw it downwards.

With a loud bang, the people of Bei Liao were blown to the ground.

"Brothers, it's your turn! Give them a big round first!"

Following Yang Xuanchen's order, the soldiers of the defense corps acted quickly, and the explosives and grenades in their hands became deadly weapons on the battlefield.

Rumble!

A series of explosions sounded in the Northern Liao army, with flames shooting into the sky and thick smoke billowing.

The explosives were so powerful that they caused the Northern Liao soldiers to flee in all directions, with screams and wails emanating one after another.

At this time, Wu Changqing, who was rescued, used his inner strength to strengthen his voice, "Brothers! Fire at crowded places!"

The soldiers of Northern Liao still don’t understand who they are fighting against. They haven’t even seen anyone, but they have already lost their general and deputy general.

Then, after a sound like thunder, many people died inexplicably.

Is there a sorcerer among the people of Dayan?

Or is this a punishment from heaven?

Another round of firing from the red cannons directly blew the Northern Liao army outside the town out of its wits.

The black iron ball shot out from the dark barrel was too cold and too ruthless. It swept across the entire path, leaving no corpse intact wherever it passed.

Immediately afterwards, the soldiers of the defense corps raised their rifles and began to fire at the Northern Liao army.

They are well-trained and have accurate shooting skills. Every shot hits the vital points and reaps the lives of the enemies.

boom! boom! boom!

The sound of gunfire continued, and the Northern Liao soldiers fell one after another. Some were hit in the head, and some were shot through the chest. The blood dyed the ground red.

Wu Changqing and Wang Tieshan were not to be outdone. They rushed into the enemy camp, waving their weapons and started killing indiscriminately.

The Northern Liao army was dizzy from the bombing and was fiercely shot at by the soldiers of the defense corps. It was completely defeated.

They began to flee in all directions.

"Brothers! Chase! Don't let any one survive!" Wu Changqing shouted again.

He knew very well that the fighting power of the defense corps must not be allowed to be reported back to the country by the people of Northern Liao, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

The battle lasted less than half an hour before the Northern Liao army was completely wiped out.

Yang Xuanchen stood on the roof, looking at the results of the battle below, with a satisfied smile on his face.

The victory of this battle is inseparable from the bravery and fearlessness of the defense corps soldiers and the power of science and technology.

"Retreat!" Yang Xuanchen shouted loudly.

The soldiers of the defense corps quickly gathered and began to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded.