stubborn thief

Chapter 13 Infighting
Huo Miaozi jumped up to the roof with his tongue sticking out, and the robbers who carried the grain and the stolen goods out of the fort were rejoicing, unaware that there were eyes on the mountainside not far from them who had witnessed the whole process of the looting.

In order to protect their property, the big families in the besieged fort fought very heroically, especially the man with the hairpin on his head, who shot and wounded seven people successively, and overturned three people in the fight after breaking the siege.

In the Han Dynasty, this person came from a good family in six counties.

If this is the battlefield where the two teams encounter, such a desperate fight is enough to shake the opponent's morale and even change the situation of the battle.

But the clan servants and even the tenants around him are not soldiers, but for a symbolic resistance, they have no intention of killing.

When resistance is not to resist the enemy but a means of escape - the more you try to escape, the more you will die under the knife and stick.

In the end, Liang Jiazi, who was outstanding in martial arts, was also outnumbered by a deserter who was wearing a mandarin duck battle jacket. breathed out.

On the mountain, Liu Chengzong became more anxious the more he looked.

He was so anxious that he bit his nails: "Damn, everyone wants to run away, anyway, hold them back and let me avenge you!"

Not having a chance to save gave him the best excuse not to be condemned by his conscience.

He had to admit that even aside from the objective condition that the large army had not yet arrived to save people, he was a selfish bad guy at this moment.

He just wants to kill thieves, especially a group of thieves who have come home with a lot of money.

The corpses all over the place wanted to escape this hell on earth before they died, but the living people regarded it as heaven, even if the black smoke rose from the sky for half an hour.

The thief was fearless and pulled out a cauldron from the village and entered the earth enclosure. After a while, a few wisps of smoke rose from the enclosure.

He stared at the wooden cannon, trying to figure out how to grab the cannon with the least loss.

But soon he won't have to worry about it anymore.

While he was anxiously waiting for reinforcements, a new situation emerged in the village.

A few thieves, who were wrapped in the looted sheets and wrapped themselves, leaned against the edge of the wooden cannon that had been used once at the door, and actually reloaded the cannon with gunpowder.

Some people found their strange behavior, scolded them, ran to the Tuwei to inform their accomplices, and they were stabbed with a knife in the back of the heart before they passed the damaged wooden door.

The thieves in the village were once again on fire.

The shouting of killing continued for a while, and two deserters and seven or eight people rushed out with the deserter who had been hit by the arrow earlier, and were surrounded again in front of the Tuwei Gate.

Suddenly, a cannon rang out in front of the door, and the pebbles and sawdust exploded in the sky.

In front of the Tuwei Gate, the smoke and dust roared and mourned constantly.

When the dust settled, the deserters and thieves were all wounded and lay on the ground in front of the door. Liu Chengzong looked around, but the wooden cannon could not be seen.

It's fried.

The explosion was fragmented, and after searching for a long time, I found that the tail of the wooden cannon seemed to have hit the chest of the thief who fired the gun. Three more were killed on the spot, and the deserter in cowhide boots was among them.

The roaring of the cannons attracted the robbers in the village. Some people jumped over to take off the pair of leather boots while others were still in a daze, and only took off one boot, and the other boot was immediately snatched away by others.

In a very short period of time, several scrambles broke out around the dead body's objects outside the gate. Compared with why the wooden cannons exploded and why the deserters were killed, the loosely organized thieves were more concerned about the ownership of the leather boots, the waist knife and the two pieces of broken mail. .

The same goes for Liu Chengzong, who only cares about the food and goods in the village.

This was probably the first time in his heart that he had a greedy and indiscriminate thought about things that did not belong to him and had the Lord.

The voices from the rear approached. On the mountain path, the cavalry led by the elder brother Liu Chengzu led the horses behind, and Cao Yao led the infantry to rush forward.

As it approached, Cao Yao waved his hand: "Pass, take a break and wait for the horse team behind."

The infantry brethren, who had been in a state of embarrassment when they were covered in armor and rushed for several miles, immediately rested, leaning on their weapons, sitting or standing.

After all, Cao Yao was in charge of the team, and he looked much better. He forced himself to climb up the mountain, and then he squatted on the ground with his saber without any manners, raised his hand to support his helmet and scolded, and complained in a low voice in his native Mandarin: "Rely on the mother, But I haven't run like this in half a year!"

"Brother Cao, where is your horse?"

"It can carry me? What do you think it is, it's not as good as your red flag!"

Liu Chengzong looked at him, and then at the thin horse on the Shanmao trail, and said that he really couldn't carry Cao Yao.

The horse was not bad, it was hungry and thin, and the skeleton was as strong as a red flag.

The main difference is still in the owners. The owners of both horses are of medium build, except for the weight of their armor.

They are all cloth armors, but cloth armors and cloth armors are different.

Liu Chengzong's cloth face armor is like a red sleeveless army coat. The armor plates used inside are not thick and the number is not enough. There are only 170 armor leaves from the neck to the knees. The whole weight of the helmet is only sixteen and a half catties. Wear it casually.

That's it, adding people and other weapons and equipment, the red flag has to carry a little over [-] jin when riding a horse.

The old thief Cao is rich and well-connected. It looks like Liu Chengzong's sleeveless military coat is the same, but in fact he has more than 400 pieces of armor leaves, a pair of iron armbands from the shoulder to the back of the hand, and thick cowhide boots. Stuffed with a small piece of armor, it basically represents the armed forces of the frontier army in the heyday of the Ming army.

All the war horses hadn't had enough food for a long time. Liu Chengzong came over riding the red flag and let the horses rest for so long. They were different. They came to fight and did not dare to ride on the road.

After taking a breath, Cao Yao took a few steps forward and squatted down, looking at the chaotic scene in the village by the mountain ditch, and said, "Just them? As for the wooden cannon, I heard the sound of the cannon just now."

"It blew up. There was an internal strife just now, and more than a dozen people were killed. It is estimated that the few injured will not survive for long."

Cao Guan's team nodded, and their eyes wandered to the village that was about to become a battlefield to find favorable information: "There is a lot of food, and the opponent is very weak. You have to listen to your brother in this battle, and try to defeat him without losses... Eagle?"

Seeing that he saw the flag, he put his hands on the ground and stared, scolding in a low voice, "In his mother, isn't this bastard Bai Yingzi dead yet?"

Liu Chengzong was learning from his brother's experience that no matter where the thieves did not set up camp posts, he must set up camp posts first. Hearing Cao Yao's movements, he wondered: "Know?"

"Not only do we know each other, but we know each other very well. This Wang Ba used to be in charge of Suide's side. He has 200 people under his command. Somehow he got here."

"Dao Jun is very handsome." Cao Yao's face became ruthless, and he gritted his teeth: "You will have to face this cripple later, don't let him get close, shoot arrows to death!"

Sounds like a grudge.

"I thought he and Zuo Hangzi went to the south. I didn't dare to do big things for a long time, and they were still fighting here."

Speaking of this, the old thief Cao showed some rare grievances on his face: "When I was crossing the Yellow River, he bastard grabbed me and used a knife to scare me. If my soldiers hadn't scattered across the river, he would have been killed long ago. ball."

Cao Yao ignored Liu Chengzong, who was holding back his smile, counted the number of thieves and suddenly raised his arms and pointed, "It's him, that lame man with a hairpin turned into ashes, I also recognize him."

Liu Chengzong looked along his hand, and saw a thief in a blood-stained satin jacket in front of the gate, raising his legs over the corpse, with the flowers of the previous encirclement shooter on his head, limping. Walking out, he slapped his waist knife and the soft bow he grabbed in front of his hands and swirled in circles with great contentment.

I heard Cao Guan team say: "I asked about it later."

"If it weren't for the drought in Tianqi year, he would have been an honest farmer. Your brother Li Hongji would be following his old path now."

Cao Yao spat on the ground, pursed his lips and smiled: "But luck may not be as bad as him!"

(End of this chapter)