A group of Liaodong soldiers ran out of the wine shop, each holding a pair of table legs in their hands. Although the fight between the soldiers and ruffians is also very fierce, no one will use the real guy, and once the real guy is used, the nature changes.

No matter how hard the soldiers fought each other, there were very few major casualties. So the table legs or something, it's the best thing they fight with each other. They are all men who have fought on the battlefield, and they all know the severity of their attacks, and no one will fight to the death. Once a few people are killed or wounded, it can turn into a battle of swords.

Li Hu and Zhao Wei carried the table legs and ran across a street in one breath with the ruffians who reported the news. At this time, this place has been completely chaotic, a group of Ming soldiers and ruffians have been beaten, and the shops on the entire street have closed their doors. The stalls on both sides of the street were also trampled into a mess.

"Ah......h

The Liaodong soldiers shouted and joined the camp, and fought with their heads and faces. From time to time, a gang of Ming troops came running from a distance and joined the fight.

In fact, if you want to talk about Liaodong soldiers and Shandong soldiers, they really can't talk about deep hatred. Most of the ancestral hometowns of the Liaodong soldiers are from Shandong, and the Liaodong soldiers still retain the local accent of the Jiaodong Peninsula. But since Dongjiang Town lost Mao Wenlong, he has become a person without a father and a mother, and the military discipline is corrupt and scattered, and the soldiers and horses of the Ming Dynasty do not want to see them.

Since the Liao soldiers of the Dongjiang River arrived here, the Shandong soldiers did not deal with the Liao soldiers, and this enmity was not a day or two. The Shandong soldiers are all local land-sitting households, so even the gentry and merchants from all over Denglai are in trouble everywhere. Even if Liao Bing went to the store to buy something, it would be a few points more expensive than others. The Liao soldiers were all forced to come from a hard background, and the Ming army was still in arrears, so they were all aggrieved.

When the Liao soldiers first arrived, they were originally sent under the fence, after all, they were foreigners, and they endured it at first. But after a long time, these Dongjiang soldiers and ruffians couldn't stand it anymore, how could they still stand this anger, so the Liao soldiers and the Shandong soldiers bumped into each other.

Fierce fighting was raging in the streets, frightening the small traders and the civilians who shopped into the streets on both sides. In a nearby alley, a figure ran over, he avoided a few traders who fled in panic, climbed the earthen wall next to him, and climbed into a courtyard in a few clicks. This is the backyard of a restaurant.

The shopkeeper and his men of the restaurant were hiding in the lobby on the first floor, nervously waiting for the battle outside to end. Group fights between soldiers and ruffians are not a new occurrence in Dengzhou, and the armies of both sides will naturally disperse when they come.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the yard, the man neatly climbed up to the second floor, pried open a window, and jumped in dexterously. This person is Zhou Weifan, and he was also in that wine shop just now, sitting not far from Li Hu and Zhao Wei.

On the second floor of the restaurant is a private room, where Zhou Weifan stretched out his hand to open the window paper and observe the chaotic fighting on the street. He casually took out a short-barreled double-barreled short shotgun from his arms, loaded it with two single-headed bullets, and waited quietly.

Geng Zhongming, Kong Youde and others were drinking in a restaurant not far away, and when they learned the news, they gathered all their families, rode on war horses and drove to the street with their guys in a murderous manner. Almost at the same time, a group of soldiers from Shandong also rushed over with their families.

They shouted loudly to reprimand their own ruffians, and then the two sides faced off nervously with their bows and arrows, armed with firearms. In fact, everyone knows that this group fight has come to an end now, but the generals on both sides don't want to weaken their momentum, let alone lose face in front of their subordinates.

The current military discipline of the Ming army has deteriorated to the point of being quite good, and it is not better than the bandits. Once the Lord will not stand up for his soldiers, don't expect anyone to die for you in the future.

"Lao Geng, you came just in time, my people have been injured so much, what do you say?"

Geng Zhongming glared at him and scolded angrily: "What you said lightly, our Liao soldiers will be less injured, it's a big deal, I'm afraid you won't do it." ”

The soldiers and ruffians on both sides also shouted one after another, although they all knew that they couldn't fight, but at this time, none of them wanted to lose their momentum. They are all waiting, waiting for the people of Sun Yuanhua, the governor of Denglai, to come and adjust, and then they will find a step down, and this matter will be over today. Anyway, in the past few years, the Liao soldiers and Shandong soldiers will come to the next game from time to time.

Zhou Weifan, who was in the private room on the second floor of the restaurant on the street, saw the soldiers on both sides clamoring loudly, so he picked up a double-barreled shotgun and aimed at the generals of the group of Liao soldiers. He first aimed at Kong Youde, but he looked down and thought about it, and then aimed at a young man behind Kong Youde. That person is Li Yingyuan, the son of Li Jiucheng, and he is already the president of Dengzhou at a young age.

At this time, the Ming troops on both sides were scolding, and the two sides were like two groups of old ladies scolding the street, what was ugly and scolding, making the whole street noisy. No one noticed that on the second floor of a restaurant on the side of the street, a gun barrel was sticking out.

With a "bang ......", Li Yingyuan, who was scolding with his mouth open, was hit by a hole in the chest with a shot, and fell off his horse. The whole street fell silent and they all froze. The Shandong soldiers on the opposite side couldn't help but look at the firecrackers in the front row, and scolded in their hearts: Who is this......

A group of musketeers were also confused, although they all lit the fire rope and filled the medicine, but no one fired. They looked at each other, and they all looked at the fire guns in the hands of the people around them.

"Son......"

Li Jiucheng wailed, turned over and dismounted and pounced on Li Yingyuan's side, but his son was already dead. His eyes were red at that time, and he pointed to the other side and shouted, "Give me a fucking ......"

Li Jiucheng's family saw that Li Yingyuan was beaten to death by the other side, and when he heard Li Jiucheng's shout, he was not ambiguous at all, "Bang...... Bang ......" and began to fight with firearms.

The other Liao soldiers also subconsciously opened fire, dozens of lead bullets hit the head and face, the distance between the two sides was only twenty or thirty meters, and the street was still crowded, and several Shandong generals on horses on the opposite side were immediately swept off their horses.

The firecrackers in the front row were also knocked down, and the two sides who were originally facing each other couldn't hold back at once, and Li Jiucheng saw his son die in front of his eyes, and he was completely crazy.

He rushed over with his family with a blade, one by one like a mad tiger, the battle in the era of cold weapons was full of momentum and morale, and the generals of the Shandong army on the opposite side were almost all knocked off their horses, and then they were blinded by a dense burst of fire on the opposite side, and they were a little panicked when they saw Li Jiucheng leading the family to rush up like crazy.

I don't know who took the lead first, and a group of Shandong soldiers all turned around and ran. This run is good, it boosted the morale of the Liao soldiers on the opposite side, and a group of Liao soldiers excitedly chased after the butts of the Shandong soldiers and beat them fiercely, and after a while, they killed more than 100 people.

The rest of the Shandong soldiers all ran clean from the alleys on both sides of the street, and Li Jiucheng only killed a few Shandong soldiers, but the fire he was holding in his heart could not be extinguished at all. His heart is like a knife now, and the biggest thought in this life is his son, Li Yingyuan is also angry, and he has never disgraced him.

If he died on the battlefield, he would have admitted it, but his son died at the hands of a group of Shandong people. He turned around and shouted hoarsely: "If you are a master, follow me to sweep the camp of the Shandong people and kill all those Shandong soldiers." ”

The red-eyed family next to him also shouted, "Kill them all...... Kill them all......"

The Liao soldiers, who had been holding back the fire in their hearts, also clamoured, and they all echoed the desire to go to the camp with Li Jiucheng.

Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming in the distance were stupid early on, they looked at the corpses of the Ming army all over the street, and knew that something was wrong. And there is also a staff general, several guerrillas, garrisons. They couldn't hold it back, but they didn't want to rebel yet.

Kong Youde chased after him in a few steps and shouted, "Lao Li, what the hell do you want to do?" The people who harmed Ying Yuan have been killed by you, what do you want? ”

Li Jiucheng, who was about to turn around and leave with someone, heard Kong Youde's words, turned around suddenly, stared at his red eyes and shouted: "It's not your son who died......

He pushed away Kong Youde, who wanted to pull him, and then yelled: "We came to Denglai from Dongjiang Town, and we were angry with them everywhere, this Lao Tzu endured it, even a guy in a restaurant dared to show Lao Tzu's face, and Lao Tzu also endured it, but now that my son is dead, Lao Tzu can't bear it." When we were desperate with the Tartars in Dongjiang Town, our grandfathers never frowned, if my son died in the hands of the Tartars, it would be his bad life, I admit it! But he died in the hands of those Shandong people, Lao Tzu refused to accept it, and if he didn't kill them to avenge my son, I, Li Jiucheng, am not a gentleman. ”

A group of Liao soldiers listened to Li Jiucheng's words, and they all shouted: "Revenge...... Revenge ......"

As soon as Geng Zhongming saw the excitement of the Liao soldiers around him, he knew that things were going to be bad. He hurriedly walked up and scolded loudly: "You guys shout a fart, you want to rebel!" Lao Li, Ying Yuan, even if I don't do it, I will seek justice for you. But now you are leading a group of brothers to sweep the camp, you are jumping into the fire pit with your brothers, you are fucking happy, but the brothers will die with you. ”

The Liao soldiers, who were still clamoring loudly, all fell silent when they heard Geng Zhongming's words. They were also stimulated by Li Jiucheng's words for a while, and they really didn't think about rebellion, after all, Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming didn't take the lead, and they really couldn't make a fuss.

Li Jiucheng looked at the Liao soldiers next to him who had lost the momentum just now, and knew that he couldn't make a fuss about it today. But his heart was full of unwillingness, his son couldn't just die in vain. He yelled at the Liao soldiers next to him: "Kick the shop next to me fucking open, and catch and kill all the guys who escaped just now." ”

When the Liao soldiers next to him heard this, they were stunned for a moment, the shops on the street were tightly closed, how could anyone escape in. A few guys who reacted quickly understood at once, and immediately shouted: "Avenge President Li Qian, kill ......"

At this time, if the Liao soldiers don't understand, then they are really good. They rushed to the shops on both sides of the street like crazy, kicked the doors open, rushed in and looted, and the shopkeeper and the men in the shops were punched and kicked at the slightest disobedience.

Kong Youde and Geng Zhongming both breathed a sigh of relief, as long as these soldiers and ruffians don't sweep the camp, then the matter will not be big, and as for the soldiers and ruffians looting along the streets, this will not matter. With so many people dead today, they must make a fuss about Li Yingyuan's death and make a big fuss among their subordinates in order to carry this matter over. R1152