stubborn thief

Chapter 12 Shame

On the ninth day of the second lunar month, the troops passed through Qingjian County in the morning, entered the Yanchuan border in the afternoon, and soon entered the mountainous area where the four counties of Qingjian, Yanchuan, Anding and Fushi meet.

Liu Chengzong and others have already entered their hometown with one foot. The two frontier troops, Liu's team are all homeless refugees who joined the army, and Cao's team are all Cao Yao's old bandit brothers, so they can't find a clear target.

At the moment, they all follow Liu Chengzu wherever they go.

At least one more night of rest in the mountains, at a speed of [-] miles a day, they will reach Xingpingli at the foot of Longwang Temple in Fushi County, Yan'an Prefecture tomorrow.

Their first destination was Xingpingli, the hometown of the Liu brothers.

No one had an idea at this meeting. What they thought was to see how many people at home and family could arrange to live in, work, and eat; if the family couldn't arrange it, they could only ask Father Liu Juren to go to Yan'an City to ask.

It's best to train in a small group with the support of Fushi County and Yan'an Prefecture. If you can't, try to do corvé service for others, such as grooms, patrolling, and troopers.

You can also look at Minzhuang, which is the official militia organization of the Ming Dynasty - and secondly, the training of the landlords of the big households.

If none of them work, Liu Chengzu and Cao Yao's two management teams can only work together separately, one team inquires about news in the local area, and the other team recharges their energy in the mountains, either looking for rich households for food, or looking for bandits to suppress bandits.

At this point, they are completely separated from normal people.

The queue marched in the valley of northern Shaanxi. Liu Chengzong, who was behind the horse, was absently swinging his horse whip, thinking about how to find a way to accommodate Cao Yao and others when he returned home.

Suddenly, the front team was in chaos.

People stretched out their arms to look into the distance, causing Liu Chengzong to raise his eyebrows, who had been hanging down and covering his eyes.

On the other side of the undulating mountains, several streaks of black smoke rose into the sky.

The first time he saw the black smoke, Liu Chengzong instinctively thought that a village was burned down.

The back of his head was numb with excitement, his whole body trembled as if it was electrified, his arms stood up, and he involuntarily clenched his fists, knotting the tail rope of the goose ling knife and hanging it on the leather belt.

Liu Chengzong is not a young child who has never seen blood, but at this time it is abnormal. He should be afraid but not afraid is abnormal.

Fighting with cold weapons, even if you fight a hundred times, you will still be afraid for the one hundred and first time.

Fear is neither strange nor shameful. The purpose of military training is to overcome fear in human nature, and use discipline, battle formation, equipment, skills and collective strength to strengthen confidence and overcome fear.

It can be seen that the black smoke thinks of burning villages, thinks of villages, thinks of tall granaries, thinks of granaries, and wants to take it for himself.

So excited and ashamed.

A rush of black smoke easily shattered Liu Chengzong's ceremonial illusion of burning wood and returning meat.

His way of thinking has changed.

The tail rope is also called a knife belt or a hand rope. Whether it is left in the ring head, the hole in the handle or the rope around the handle, it has the same function. It is used to prevent the cavalry knife from falling out of the hand during the fight, so the two ends are usually used. Tie up, worn on the wrist in wartime.

Hang it on the left side of the leather belt around the waist, and it is considered a hand-to-hand movement when drawing the knife. When drawing the knife, the right hand first passes through the left tail rope and then pulls out the waist knife, so that the knife belt is wrapped around the wrist.

After the liberation, the new Chinese cavalry also used the saber hand rope as the safety rope for a period of time. After entering the peaceful era, they were worried about hurting people and falling horses. There were also reasons for using hot weapons to replace the saber immediately, which eventually made the safety rope dusty in history.

Hanging the hand rope, Liu Chengzong turned to hold the small bow in his hand, clamped the horse's belly and walked through the queue, stepped forward to his brother Liu Chengzu, raised the bow and pointed, "It's burning the village."

But before he could say anything, Liu Chengzu, the management team, raised his hand: "The lion leads the scouts to look over the mountains, see the advance report, don't be impulsive."

"Pass, the whole team wears armor!"

Liu Chengzong didn't say any more, he immediately took off the cat cage, and let Cang Biao also tie up the little sixteen to find a place. He and two scouts joined the forerunner, and looked back before leaving.

On the official road filled with loess, the frontier soldiers dismounted and helped each other put on their armors and organize their uniforms.

There was no fear and little excitement on their faces, full of eagerness and eagerness to try. This scene diluted the shame in Liu Chengzong's heart.

'It turned out to be the same as me. '

The frontier army in Yansui Town lacked horses, especially the two disbanded teams from Yuhebao. Regardless of whether it was Liu Chengzu or Cao Yao, their subordinates were all three horses and seven steps.

A dozen or so war horses had to be sold or slaughtered to eat in order to survive in Fushi County.

Hei Yan looked close, but ran very far away. Liu Chengzong led two scouts across the mountain, and the black smoke was still in the distance. It was only when he climbed up the second mountain that he suddenly became enlightened.

Lying in the mountains, Liu Chengzong clenched his fists tightly, they had indeed encountered a bandit.

This is a village located on the bank of Shanmao ditch. There are small hills on the north and south sides of the ditch. Because it is far away from the river during the drought period, the farmland that has been reclaimed around is largely cracked. Dozens of houses are scattered from west to east. Earthen enclosure.

He could see clearly on the mountain, and in the loess enclosure with a height of [-] feet, there was a mansion with a width of three rooms and a depth of three, with stables and granaries.

The fight has come to an end outside the perimeter.

Thick black smoke rose from both ends of the village, the country roads were littered with corpses, and rogues wielding weapons and holding torches aloft spread the fire into the village.

The chaotic crowd couldn't tell who was the citizen and who was the bandit, only those who ran for their lives, those who chased, those who blocked, and those who besieged, shouted loudly.

All red-eyed.

An old man hanged himself on the cantilever beam of the farmyard near the edge of the village. Before he had time to hang himself, he was dragged by two rogues who jumped into the fence and slashed on the neck with a knife, splashing red all over the floor.

There are three or forty people in the big and good family in Tuweizi. The men are holding guns and spears on the wall, and the women and children are busy carrying bricks, tiles, wood and stones in the courtyard.

The robbers are powerful, and there are dozens of people who surrounded the soil with knives, sticks and torches, yelling and persuading them to surrender, and more than a hundred people scattered in the village, going from door to door in search of wealth and goods, adultery and looting.

A good family is not about moral character, but about family background. It refers to wealthy people with money, fields and grain. In Shaanxi, only landlords are good families.

The thieves outside Tuwei shouted and cursed at the top of their voices. Liu Chengzong, who was more than 300 steps away on the mountain, could barely hear the meaning of "whole". These people were indeed thieves with a stronghold in the mountain. There is no other reason for the village.

I asked for food, but I didn't give it.

In the place where the most people gather, there is also a white flag with an eagle written crookedly on the flag, which is probably the nickname of the bandit leader of the cottage.

Calling relatives to relatives, the blood in the village did not leave the slightest sympathy.

The people inside will never open the door until they die, and the people outside will do things even more absolutely, and they are obviously prepared. The leader shouts and scolds at the front, and the people behind gather together. Several deserters in tattered armor put down the sacks on their shoulders and fall to the ground. Stone eggs, pouring into the trunk.

He recognized that the four-foot-long thing surrounded by people and hugged by one person was a wooden cannon.

Fish River Fort has cast iron cannons, cast bronze cannons, and wooden cannons made by the military craftsmen in the fort, so he knows how powerful this thing is.

The caliber of the wooden cannon can't be made larger, and it will explode when it gets bigger, so it is like a big toy compared to the Wankou cannon, the Fran cannon and even the Hongyi cannon in Liaozhen.

But as long as it is not used as a gun, it is still a very threatening large-scale weapon, just like a single-shot big sprayer that can hit six to seven meters.

"Quickly tell my brother, there are more than a hundred thieves, at least six deserters, and one wooden cannon. The rich households in the village can't keep the siege."

Liu Chengzong looked at the wooden cannon, which had a caliber similar to that of a fist, and then looked at the two thick wooden doors in Tuweizi. He could already guess what would happen next.

Lying on the mountain, he didn't think about anything in his mind, just watched quietly, quietly watching the loess surrounded by two worlds of different colors.

Outside the soil enclosure, the gathered crowd wore tattered clothes that could not be seen in their primary colors, only the ashes of soil and the red of blood.

Inside the perimeter, anxious people are made of brightly colored fabrics, and their clothes have patterns of light and dark.

Just as the scout turned over and sent a message, a man with a hairpin on his head raised his bow and circled it to one side.

Then he fired three arrows one after another, shooting over the two of them without saying a word, and wounding the mail-armor deserter who commanded the loader.

The people on the Tuwei applauded loudly, and the thieves under the Tuwei suddenly dispersed.

The thieves were nothing but a rabble, and with just three arrows, hundreds of thieves outside the Tuwei panicked.

Witnessing this scene, Liu Chengzong clenched his fists involuntarily, and stared at Tuweizi with both eyes. He saw that the deserter who was shot and wounded did not escape. It seemed that he was aroused by arrow wounds. Raising his arms, he pushed Paoze away, who stepped forward to help, and pointed at the wooden cannon and cursed.

The wooden cannon was still lifted, and the crowd of Wuyangyang rushed to the gate of the fortress. After a loud bang, smoke filled the sky.

Liu Chengzong's frown for a long time stretched.

(End of this chapter)