The hunter's instincts saved Huang Mengjia's life. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info As he expected, there was an archer in the opposing formation, and the three arrows of "whoosh" were shooting at him in unison. Fortunately, the door panel was able to block three arrows in advance.

If you use a bow and arrow, it is not an ordinary brawl, it is already a battle. Huang Mengjia didn't care whether the other party was from the government or not, and ordered loudly: "Turn the tip of the spear and run forward!" "Your own side is all foot soldiers, and the other side has archers, and it is a loss to stalemate or retreat, so you can only meet it.

This time, he brought out his own native soldiers, and the native soldiers who had been trained in queues and assassinations showed stronger assault capabilities than before. Fifty men ran forward in order, the tips of their spears forward, and the bright and flickering heads of their spears made the officials at the front tremble.

Someone in the opposite array gave orders, and the officials were busy dodging, and ten archers stood at the front, drawing bows and arrows.

Huang Mengjia's pupils contracted, his own side miscalculated the situation, and the other party actually used ten archers at once! Even if he besieged Chengmai County last time, he only had more than 20 archers to help defend the city, so he didn't compete for all his success. Unexpectedly, a brawl attracted such a strong counterattack from the other party. He didn't know what went wrong, and he didn't have time to think about it, so now he could only rush forward with casualties.

The distance between the two sides is not very far, Huang Mengjia estimates that the other party can shoot one arrow, if two arrows are shot, then the archers will not have time to retreat, and they will not have the courage to die together in the face of the spear charge.

After rushing for more than a dozen steps, the first round of bow and arrow strikes came head-on, and at such a close distance, the hit rate was quite high, and seven or eight native soldiers were hit by arrows. Whoever is struck in the face or in the chest falls to the ground immediately; If you are hit by an arrow in the arm or shoulder, grit your teeth and continue to rush forward.

Huang Mengjia's estimation was correct, after the archers finished shooting an arrow, they looked at the spears that were getting closer and closer, hesitated, and then turned around and ran back, leaving behind what they didn't order, and their own lives were the most important.

There are only about 40 officials and archers, and they are at a disadvantage in numbers, and after the archers are out of battle, there are only 30 or so officials and helpers left, how can they be the opponents of the foot-cutting soldiers who are known for hand-to-hand combat?

Lin Sanfeng was very aware of the gap in the combat power of the two sides, and the sneak attack did not kill Huang Mengjia, so there was only one choice. He lifted the curtain and got out of the sedan chair and shouted: "Stop these fanatics, and there will be a reward afterwards!" Then he turned and ran.

The officials turned their backs to him, did not find that their county lord had escaped, and when they heard his order, they subconsciously picked up weapons such as iron rulers and tried to resist. They didn't see that the other party was a beheading soldier wearing Han clothes, thinking that it was just a gentry's thug, and there was an inexplicable sense of superiority in their hearts - since ancient times, the people did not fight with the officials, and the gentry would not openly confront the government no matter how domineering they were, otherwise it would be no different from rebellion.

The native soldiers quickly shattered their luck and illusions. Huang Mengjia was the first to rush into the crowd, using his usual weapon. The heavy eyebrow iron rod is basically a stick to knock people, knocking on the skull is a skull cracking, brains splashing the end, even if it is only rubbed, the rough lines on the stick can still scrape off a large piece of belt meat, flesh and blood flying. Under the backdrop of a group of servants, Huang Mengjia descended like a god, and no one could stop him.

The officials and helpers bullied the people, how could they have seen such a barbaric and bloody scene, they were stunned for a moment. It was only when the other soldiers killed in rows of neat spears and poked a hole that they finally came to their senses, and those who could run ran ran away, and their legs were frightened and immediately knelt down and begged for mercy.

Huang Mengjia was not happy because of the force value of crushing the opponent, this brawl turned into a battle, and there were seven or eight casualties on his side, which really made him unhappy, even if he won the military service that these forces could only be called scum, there was nothing to be proud of.

He slowed his pace and looked around with an iron rod that raised his eyebrows. The one-sided battle continued, but the servants consciously avoided him and the talisman-like iron rod, and before he knew it, a small clearing appeared around him, and the battle was fought a few paces away from him.

The surroundings were empty, so that his vision was not blocked, and he inadvertently saw a person in a green robe official uniform running hard in front of him. He is very familiar with this official robe, and his enemy Lin Sanfeng is the Chengmai County Commander, and he is wearing this kind of green robe official uniform......

Huang Mengjia's eyes widened suddenly-the only person in Chengmai who was wearing a blue-robed official uniform and could mobilize all the officials and patrol archers was Lin Sanfeng, the commander of Chengmai County!

The grievances of the past came to his heart, Huang Mengjia roared wildly, and strode after him, and the officials in front of him dodged the road very tacitly, and no one used his own flesh and blood to delay the consciousness of the county for a moment. Huang Mengjia chased after him unhindered, getting closer and closer to the figure in front of him, the iron rod was raised high, and his hand was raised and fell......

Hujiazhuang.

"Lin Sanfeng is dead?" Summer Nan stood up in shock.

Huang Mengjia knelt on the ground and replied, "It's indeed dead, dead at my hands." He paused and added, "The subordinates are good at making claims, killing him without reporting to the master, and asking the master to punish him." "Although he is a reckless man, he still knows the seriousness of killing the county order, if he doesn't descend to Xia Nan, Lin Sanfeng will kill him, but now he must consider the impact on Xia Nan.

Xia Nan sat back in his chair and weighed the pros and cons, as well as the impact of this incident and how he should deal with it. It's just that he couldn't tell how much the death of a county order would stimulate the government, so he asked Sima De: "Mr. Sima, what do you think?" ”

"Back to the lord, killing the county order of a county is no different from rebellion, the lord can train the soldiers and horses, and wait for the day, it is only a matter of time before the officials and troops encircle and suppress." Sima De replied succinctly and clearly.

Xia Nan frowned, which was not in line with his original intention. He preferred to find a compromise between rebellion and government rule. From now on, he will completely tear his face with the government, start from a few hundred soldiers, and fight to the end with the officials and soldiers, which is not the way he wants to go, it is too tiring and too hard. With the virtue of the imperial court, once it is found that there is a firearms army with outstanding combat effectiveness in Qiongzhou, it will definitely become two major henchmen alongside the homeless army.

He organized the language and said to Sima De: "Mr. Sima, I am not afraid of the government, but my foundation has just begun, and my energy is not wasted on fighting with the officials and soldiers, so do you know what I mean?" ”