If you encounter Wu Sangui or even the cavalry of the Qing Dynasty, Song Yi's behavior is no different from death, when the Ming Dynasty Shenji Battalion used the most powerful firearms in the world, it was impossible to get the iron cavalry of the Qing Dynasty, let alone this kind of thing to scare children.

But what they met was Geng Jiajun, Geng Jiajun started from Geng Zhongming's generation, and what they were best at using was firearms, and equipping the Ming Dynasty's firearms with the Qing Dynasty was his contribution, so he had to be crowned the throne.

The current Geng family army has lost their ability to take care of their homes, and the cavalry has not learned home, and when they heard the sound of firecrackers, they were surrounded by fireworks flying everywhere, and those horses were shocked.

Military horses have to be trained before they can go to the battlefield, Geng Jingzhong is not Wu Sangui, let alone cavalry, military horses are controlled by the Manchu court, these cavalry are still put together when the army is raised, and then long-distance running, Geng Jingzhong also felt that he should indeed have a team of cavalry under his command, so he ordered the collection of military horses, which is why there is now this team of cavalry.

These cavalry have no problem dealing with ordinary people at all, just the ability to rush up can knock them all away, but I didn't expect to encounter this kind of trick, and suddenly the military horses under those soldiers were all shocked. Those who dare to be pulled over as military horses without systematic training will be Geng Jingzhong's family all over the world.

Zeng Yangxing was stunned all of a sudden, every time he led the cavalry to charge, he forgot how the cavalry under his command came from, and now when he saw the tragic situation in front of him, he remembered that these cavalry were not regular cavalry at all.

Song Yi didn't expect his idea to be so powerful, looking at the reverent eyes of the people around him, he laughed: "Brothers, rush with me!" Kill them all! There is another sentence that he didn't shout, he will be the king of Gangneung in the future.

Zeng Yangxing saw that his soldiers were crushed, and he suddenly realized that these people under his command did not know when it started, and they had become only able to rob the weak, and they could not fight, and they were scattered without even being able to put out the basic military formation, and then a large number of people began to flee. If what he expected was right, these people have a lot of silver in their hands, and they don't want to work hard at all, just find a place to hide, and they can be a small landlord, who wants to work hard?

Song Yi was like a bamboo, and he slaughtered all the way to the bottom of Jiangling City, and shouted at the people at the head of the city: "The owner of Juxian Village in Songjia Town has come to rescue Jiangling with the villagers from ten miles and eight townships!" ”

The people in the city saw that the Geng family army below was defeated by them, if they weren't worried about luring the wolf into the house, they would have opened the city gate and joined them inside and out. Now when he saw this situation in front of him, he immediately opened the city gates.

At night, the old lady of the Hu family personally picked up the wine glass: "This righteous man, if you hadn't relieved the siege of Jiangling today, I'm afraid that we would have become ghosts under other people's swords." You must drink this wine. ”

Song Yihe had been complimented by so many people, and he had already floated to the sky, and immediately took the wine glass: "The elder gave it, don't dare to resign!" ”

"Okay, good, I didn't expect that the strong man was still a civil and military all-rounder, I don't know if the strong man has any wishes, although we are not a few old things, but in this Jiangling City, we still talk and count."

Song Yi drank this cup of wine, and people borrowed wine gall, and the wine strengthened his face: "I want to be the king of Jiangling!" ”

The eyes of the people around them widened in disbelief, as if they saw a wild dog on the side of the road saying that he wanted to be the king of the mountains.

Song Yi looked at their surprised expressions and slowly opened his mouth: "Is there something wrong with what I said?" ”

It was the old lady Hu who was the first to react: "Haha, the strong man is so ambitious, as long as you are willing, we will respect you as the king of Jiangling, ask for silver for silver, ask for grain for food, as long as you can protect the stability of our side." ”

Song Yi nodded violently: "As long as I become the king of Jiangling, whoever dares to bully our people in Jiangling again, I will definitely twist his head off!" ”

Although everyone thought he was a little whimsical, they still toasted him for this, and the atmosphere at the banquet was very harmonious for a while.

After the banquet dispersed, the heads of several families all gathered in Mrs. Hu's house.

"Old lady, didn't I say, how can you let that mud-legged man be the king of our Jiangling, although he saved us once, it's a big deal to give him some silver and send it away, if it spreads, we won't have to throw face outside the gate?" A young head of the house spoke.

"Shut up, do you have your presumptuous share in front of the old lady?" A slightly older person opened his mouth and scolded: "How long have you been in this circle, and you dare to question what the old lady said?" ”

"Hehe, young man, it's better to be sharp, if you are like us old men, it will be too heavy." Old Lady Hu didn't care: "Master Mu, let me explain to you why we should respect him as the king of Jiangling." ”

"First of all, do any of us here want to be the king of Gangneung? I don't laugh, if anyone is willing to do it, I will promote him to be the king of Jiangling tomorrow, you know me, my old man is over eighty, and he speaks with a mouthful of spit and a nail. ”

Everyone was silent when they heard this, and Old Lady Hu smiled: "Why don't you want to do it?" Let me tell you, although this Geng Xianzuo is not a weapon, but he has a good father, and his father has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under his hands, not to mention the king of Jiangling, even if you become the king of Xiangyang, people say that they will destroy you, but it is just a matter of raising your hand. So you don't dare to do it. ”

Everyone nodded hurriedly: "What the old lady said is that this is the truth." ”

"That's right, it's the old lady who sees far."

"Second, it's even more particular, you said that Geng Xianzuo lost so many soldiers and horses, and even he himself was arrested by us, will he be very angry?"

Looking at these people in front of him with a confused expression, Mrs. Hu said impatiently: "If your child lets the son who sells steamed buns at the gate of the house be beaten to the point of bleeding, do you want to come to the door to ask for an explanation?" ”

Everyone suddenly realized, it turned out that in Geng Jingzhong's eyes, everyone was a bun seller at the gate of the house, and they were not in a heavyweight class at all.

Old Lady Hu sighed: "I originally thought that when the time comes, we will sacrifice a little bit of people in each family to calm Geng Jingzhong's anger." Okay now, there is a King of Jiangling sent to the door, you said that if he was in front, would Geng Jingzhong still set his eyes on us old guys? ”

The people next to him clapped their hands again and again: "Wonderful, as long as Geng Xianzuo doesn't die, we and Geng Jingzhong will have no mortal enemies, everyone is not a child anymore, he will understand if he thinks about it, without us, he can't get Jiangling City at all!" ”

(End of chapter)