As the old saying goes, knowledge is power! Uneducated, terrible! These gatekeepers of the Eight Banners of Jianzhou interpret this very well.

Looking at the glittering lenses in a circle, these people didn't know what it was, even if they encountered an ambush before, the reflected knife light was not like this, and this thing was still dangling at the door endlessly, which made people annoyed, just after Mao Jue flashed like a cat for three minutes, the object at the door looked like a pigtail soldier scolded angrily, carrying a knife and a bow, and walked towards the hillside in annoyance.

And even more perfectly, the remaining four goalkeepers actually followed.

The ups and downs came too fast, Wen Meng's face next to him turned white, and a handful of snow was stuffed into Qian Zeng's mouth first, the bad thing of the province, several pro-soldiers were also hurriedly drilling into the snowdrift, and everyone hung their heads down, only Mao Jue was alone, and he still reflected the telescope on a few pigtailed soldiers.

The heavy snow in the northeast is really strong enough, digging the trench horizontally forward, the people behind him used cotton clothes to continue, dragged the snow out, ten minutes, dug more than nine meters, the snow cover on it was not collapsed, five pigtailed soldiers climbed the slope one foot deep and one foot shallow, walked more than ten meters in front of them, and became cautious, the leading hand covered the light in the eyes, opened his mouth and scolded a few words of Manchu, Mao Jue naturally would not answer him, several pigtailed soldiers muttered a few words to each other, and the captain pulled the bow suddenly.

Sou~

Mao Jue's hand was numb, the telescope actually came out of his hand, and the arrow shot into the mirror and pierced directly into the snowdrift behind him, which made Mao Jue's scalp numb.

But seeing that the shot hit, the five pigtailed soldiers became excited, and they walked forward quickly, and ran close to Mao Jue's trench with one foot deep and one foot shallow, not knowing that they had entered the death zone!

"Up!"

In an instant, the snow flew, directly fascinated the eyes of several pigtailed soldiers, and then a few popping sounds sounded, I didn't expect that there would be people hidden under the snow, and the bayonet pierced at close range, and streams of blood spilled on the cold snow.

"It's now! Rush!"

I didn't have time to take care of Shen Rong's arson plan, a big log was cushioned under his buttocks, and he rode it, Mao Jue rushed down like a sled, and many people in the pro-soldier team were also equipped with skis, and in an instant, the entire hillside was splashed with snowflakes.

But it was too long to be invincible, and a few patrols on the city wall didn't know what was going on, and looked at the snow powder on the hillside in a daze, until a large group of people had rushed to more than a hundred meters, and then someone ran down with a frightened shout in Manchu.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Mao Jue's big wood really rushed down the hill with an invincible blow, and slammed into the door with a bang full of snowflakes, and the two pigtailed soldiers behind wanted to close the door, but they were directly knocked into a rolling gourd, but Mao Jue himself was not happy, and the recoil threw him out, and he was headfirst into the snowdrift shoveled up on the side of the road at the city gate.

Skis have become another sharp weapon of the Mao family group, almost closely following Mao Jue, more than 100 personal soldiers have also been killed, many of them are hunters and diggers, these two planks are much neater than Mao Jue, many people are very beautiful to shake their heads, and then, the gunfire that has been prepared for a long time went directly to the door.

The pigtail soldier is also a human, dragging a pig's tail on his head without adding any buff, under the dense bullets, the unlucky ghost in front was directly broken, and the one in the back ran away.

"Quick, grab!"

Wen Meng followed behind and his eyes were about to come out in a hurry, waving his hand and shouting for the soldiers to grab the door, while dragging Mao Jue's legs and pulling out violently, poof, it can be regarded as pulling him out like a radish again.

The lips were cut by ice, as soon as he came out, Mao Jue directly squirted out a mouthful of dirty snow with blood, rubbed his head in confusion, and pulled out the revolver in a hurry, just at this juncture, there was a sudden sound of rapid horses' hooves in Yizhou City, I don't know how many pigtailed cavalry appeared at the end of the street, seeing these fierce Eight Banner cavalry rushing towards him, the pro-soldier team who had just taken the city gate actually subconsciously ran back.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang Bang ~

Just took two steps back, several explosive points jumped up underneath, holding the revolver, Mao Jue was still bleeding from his mouth, and he was angry and jumped to his feet and scolded.

"Who dares to run away from Lao Tzu and collapse his mother, are you burning sticks in your hands? I fucking forgot what I usually practiced! Go back to Lao Tzu and kill!"

A thousand words are not as powerful as the barrel of a gun, and these newcomers who are new to the battle are even more trembling when they are scolded by Mao Jue, and subconsciously put the bayonet in their hands into the muzzle of the gun with a clatter, and dozens of people crowded at the door are piled up, and a cluster of cold bayonets stands up.

Eight Banners is also a human being, and if you are a human being, you are afraid of death! really saw this hedgehog-like bayonet jungle, and the first action of those cavalry subconsciously was to restrain their horses and wait and see hesitantly.

With this kung fu, the pro-soldiers who were running on two legs for hundreds of meters almost ran away, and their flintlock pistols had gunpowder in them.

"Fa Ye!"

Regardless of whether the soldiers under his command understood the eagle text or not, wiping the blood on his lips, he rushed to the front, Mao Jue raised his knife and shouted, rushed out from both sides of the bayonet array, and in the stunned kung fu of the Eight Banners cavalry, the second group of pro-soldiers who were panting sounded the trigger.

Crackling~

Mao Jue's new gun was far longer, stronger, and had a larger charge than the previous bird's gun, and it still used the terrifying pointed Minny bullet to easily penetrate the several cavalry in front of it with the terrifying terrifying power that erupted from the chamber of the gun, and blood splashed behind.

It is worthy of the Eight Banners cavalry, but at this time it has not yet dispersed, and the cavalry behind is just uneasily dragging the horse to the street fence, looking for cover, but the splattered blood blooms a gorgeous rose in the eyes of the pro-corps.

"Fight with those dogs!"

I don't know who shouted this first sound, but the eyes of the pro-soldiers, who were still huddled together like little cubs, turned red, and in an instant, the bayonets scattered, because everyone suddenly rushed to the front like madmen.

It's not that I haven't seen the Ming army suddenly crazy like that, as long as the crazy few in front of him are slaughtered, the whole team will collapse, put down the bow in hand, and the remaining pigtailed soldiers drew their sabers with hideous faces, kicked the war horses out, and rushed towards the crowd at a trot.

But they didn't know that this team had been carefully preparing to deal with them and had been training hard for more than half a year.

Assassinated tens of thousands of times a day, the action of the bayonet was almost subconscious, and the street couldn't run at such a distance, the leader of the pigtail soldiers had just wheeled the saber, and a pro-soldier bayonet had been stabbed into his crotch war horse, and the half-meter-long bayonet was directly pierced into the heart of the horse.

The war horse led the screaming knight to the side, and then, I don't know how many bayonets were brutally pierced, not only him, but the rest of the braids were not much better, it looked a bit like Resident Evil, each of them was surrounded by a few dozen madman-like Ming troops, and blood stained the ground.

On the wall, in the shouting roar, the two pro-soldiers were shot to the ground by arrows, but they could follow closely, the half-meter-long fierce bayonet had arrived, and blood holes bloomed, and on the door, the evil dragon that floated on the blue silk cloth, opened its teeth and danced its claws, and chose to devour people was kicked down fiercely.

On the other side, in the north of the city, the smoke that Mao Jue had been waiting for was also raging towards the blue sky, and Shen Rong also made a move.

Everything entered the rhythm designed by Mao Jue, and in less than a few minutes, the general battle was over, and the blood-spattered soldiers carried the bloody bayonets, panting and gathering to Mao Jue's side again.

There were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth, like a vampire who had just sucked human blood, carrying a knife in his right hand and a revolver in his left hand, the corners of Mao Jue's mouth hooked up the most evil and chic smile in his life, and shook the knife on his right wrist.

"March!"

Behind him, Wen Meng's hissing roar was also loud.

"Three whistles to the left! Four whistles like right! Take control of the walls and don't let one go!"

On this day, it really seemed to be the end of the small city of Yizhou, black smoke was filled, on the city wall, there were ghostly white-robed Ming troops with their despicable birds, and even sharper tiger squat cannons to strafe the city, and on the streets, the Jianzhou nobles who were swarming and running around rushed to the ground under this crossfire firepower.

It is said that the Han people are as weak as sheep, these Jurchens are not the same, and even in front of the strong, they are even weaker, Mao Jue one or two whistles "autumn without any offense" from the main street to the Zhenglan Banner Yamen, the banner people who ran around in their "good words and persuasion", also obediently hid back to the house, and the chaos gradually subsided.

At the yamen, Mao Jue met Shen Rong again.

is different from the usual man with a heart and eyes, Shen Rong at this time is also like a different person, the white robe and cotton armor on his body have been taken off by him, and a stream of heat comes out of this man, his face, bare arms, and knives are dripping with hideous blood, both enemies and his own.

Obviously, just now Mao Jue asked him to create chaos and then hid, this iron-clad man didn't do it!

A hideous human head was thrown under Mao Jue's feet with braids, and then the man knelt down on one knee with a knife in great excitement.

"General, the last general of the Jiannu Yamen has cleaned it for you, and the head of the slave chief Zhenglanqi Niu Lu Zhenharfa has also been chopped off for you, and it is hateful that the slave chief of the Zhenghong Banner is drinking in Xicheng and let him run away."

"It's okay, fortunately he ran away, otherwise Liu Chong wouldn't be very lonely!"

At the mention of this, Mao Jue's face showed an evil smile again, and following him, Shen Rong, Wen Meng, and Da Da Hai also let out an owl-like laugh.

By the riverside, more than a dozen riders, two or three hundred and two banner magnates were panting and running wildly on the dazzling snow, but in the white dazzling snow by the river in their eyes, suddenly a group of white ghosts came to life like the legendary snow demon.

The bird who had been waiting for a long time faded out, and slowly pulled out the saber from his side, and Liu Chong's honest face also showed a bloodthirsty smile......