Chapter 35: Crushing the Past
[Happy National Day for book friends~] [PS: The update time should be stable at 11:40+18:00. [Yesterday, I was careless, and the second chapter was posted at 19:00, so that readers thought that the words were changed, and I was ashamed and guilty, and I bowed down to apologize. 】
"Do it?" Zhu Cihong suddenly laughed: "It's funny, it's funny!" ”
After Zhu Cihong finished speaking, he looked at Liu Yongquan with a sneer, as if he was looking at a dead dog again.
Not to mention anything else, Zhu Cihong is in a powerful position, and he is even the one who quelled the mutiny and killed the head of the thief in front of thousands of chaotic soldiers. Being targeted by Zhu Cihong like this, Liu Yongquan actually felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart on the hot day in May.
"Straight lady thief, isn't this surnamed Qin still able to fight two hundred at a time?" Liu Yongquan mustered up his courage, finally pulled out the big knife in his hand, and shouted softly: "Brothers, follow me to take down Qin Xia, the first meritorious, reward fifty taels of silver!" ”
"If you stop, you will be spared." Zhu Cihong carried his hands behind his back, and he didn't even draw out his sword.
"I want to see if your surname Qin is really copper-skinned and iron-clad!" The corners of Liu Yongquan's mouth twitched, and he was even more hideous.
But soon, his brow furrowed.
Because, behind Liu Yongquan, there was a slight shock.
It was a shaking from the earth.
A thug of Wanquan Firm turned around and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment, and the iron ruler in his hand fell to the ground and clanged.
Because, there was a column of people coming behind him!
"All of them!" Old Seventeen was wearing a new mountain armor, looked at the team of family members in iron armor, and shouted: "Line up!" ”
"Drink!" Suddenly, a formation with thirty people and four columns suddenly unfolded.
And the members of this array are all soldiers wearing iron armor and holding spears!
These soldiers were dressed in armor, the armor pieces overlapped, and between the actions, the iron pieces collided with each other, and they were mighty. shouted in unison, like thunder, shaking the whole scene into silence.
At the top of each column were low-ranking officers wearing animal-faced and face-devouring helmets, all of whom were silent, but the spears in their hands were raised forward, not moving at all, and they looked like they had been trained for a long time.
"Forward!" At this moment, the old seventeen waved his fingers with the long sword in his hand, and also followed the first row one step at a time.
Suddenly, one hundred and twenty-one people marched forward in unison, as if they were one.
Seeing such a scene in Liu Yongquan's eyes, he immediately felt a burst of shock. Of course, Liu Yongquan is not a simple business leader. He is a well-known brave and well-known soldier under Liu Zeqing, who can endure the fight. There were also twenty or thirty good brothers who could fight and fight.
As an old pawn, other skills may be scarce. But at least the eyesight is absolutely there, otherwise you won't be able to survive the battles again and again.
Looking at it today, how can Liu Yongquan not see the power of these 100 people?
Just when Liu Yong was thinking about it in his heart, this group of people had already walked in unison, and the distance was only more than ten steps away.
"Raise your gun!" A calm and indifferent voice sounded, and Old Seventeen stared at these people looking back, and shouted out his own concise order.
Suddenly, one hundred and twenty spears were suddenly raised, and the dense tips of the spears flashed with cold light, exuding a power that made people's hearts tremble.
"Onward, stab!" Old Seventeen gave another order.
At this moment, Liu Yongquan was shocked to realize that the tip of the opponent's gun was about to reach the last business thugs.
Sure enough, when Lao Seventeen's order was issued, the thugs behind Liu Yongquan suddenly screamed.
"Retreat, so many spears are stabbing to kill!"
"Help, don't get in my way, get out of the way, get out of the way!"
"Lord Liu, give the order quickly! This group of spearmen is here! ”
"I don't want to die......"
Suddenly, when a thick man stabbed in this gun, his feet slipped and he sat on the ground, and he was about to retreat with his hands and feet, but he suddenly found that the top of his head was cold, and a handful of hair was cut out on the top of his head, and the whole person suddenly stayed on the ground.
At this time, Hou Fangyu in the crowd looked at this scene, and his heart was extremely cold: "This group of spearmen really dares to kill!" ”
Suddenly, Hou Fangyu looked at Liu Yongquan fixedly, and then stared at Zhu Cihong.
"Why don't you step forward and hold Qin Xia! Capture the thief and capture the king first! ”
Just when Hou Fangyu was resentful in his heart, Liu Yongquan seemed to have heard Hou Fangyu's call, and the big knife in his hand finally pointed at Zhu Cihong.
But before he could draw his sword, he heard a sound of wind coming, and a black shadow as fast as lightning pierced the ground with the swift sound of the wind.
Subsequently, the arrow fluttered.
Jingling......
Liu Yongquan landed on the ground with the steel knife in his hand, and his hands were slowly raised.
Because, behind Zhu Cihong, a young figure slowly appeared, and the longbow in his hand had been set up again, ready to go. In front of him, countless small boats rushed forward one after another, and the patrol arrows of the tax division with longbows in their hands pointed directly, making all the fighting intent in Liu Yong's heart melt one after another.
"Down...... Dropped ......"
Liu Yongquan bent his knees to the ground, and the thugs behind him didn't dare to resist at all, so they all dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.
At this moment, Zhu Cihong looked at Fu Rugui, who had put down the longbow on the bow of the boat, and nodded with a smile.
Zhu Cihong's pro-army force is here!
"It's just that it's too boring to fight such a group of weak opponents." Zhu Cihong commented softly.
Fu Rugui, who had just landed, shook his head one after another and said, "Lord Qin." Although the opponent is weak, the son of the daughter can't sit down, and you are in such a dangerous situation, but you can't do it again. ”
Zhu Cihong said with a smile: "This is not the early stage of entrepreneurship, everything is difficult, and I have to use some methods." However, with Brother Fu's help, someone will help me carry these difficulties and obstacles in the future. ”
"It's still thanks to Lord Qin for bringing out good soldiers!" Fu Rugui looked at the old seventeen who saluted Zhu Cihong solemnly, and said enviously.
These veterans were fierce when they were at the right post of the military camp, and they were all a division of tigers and wolves when they went up to fight alone or a few on the ground. But when an army goes into battle, it will never rely on individual bravery.
At that time, these veterans at the right post of the military camp could fight, but they were not necessarily elite soldiers on the battlefield.
But only after Zhu Cihong's short training in Beijing, Fu Rugui, who took over the follow-up training, found that this veteran already had the breath of an elite soldier.
If the arm commands, discipline is strict.
When such soldiers are sent to the battlefield, they can be used as great soldiers.
As for the remaining 400 or so right sentinels, although they have already been selected once, they have all-round help without worrying about money and food deductions, and there are no personnel constraints. But these soldiers always feel a layer worse when they are trained. Now that I see it, I'm even more greedy.
Of course, covetousness is not military power, but Zhu Cihong's method of military training.
The two of them talked for a while, and Zhu Cihong looked at the bamboo and wood drawers that were crawling again on the wall in front of him, and said, "Where is Yan Wei?" ”