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Chapter 30
There is an abandoned stable in the southwest of Mafang Village, where nearly a thousand exiled Ming people are being imprisoned, most of them are men, and very few women.

A dressed servant, with an extremely ugly rat tail, said to a choked and crying man in the stable: "Looking at your appearance, you seem to be a man who studies, cry a bear ball, the emperor of the Qing Dynasty values ​​scholars the most, you Obediently follow along, you can't say that he is a rich man..."

"Hoo..." sounded.

An arrow flew forward, impartial, and hit the coated throat of the chattering Han Chinese from the Qing Dynasty. It entered from the back of the neck, and shot out from the front of the neck.

Less than forty steps away from the west side of the stable, there is a shallow ditch. Among the weeds beside the shallow ditch, a row of red figures appeared, and more than 30 arrows flew into the air, heading straight for the auxiliary soldiers and the coat guards around the stable. go.

The auxiliary soldiers of the Qing army and the packers, who had been leisurely at first, suddenly rushed like a bombing camp.

Especially those Han coats, most of them have not gone through real battles, and some are even the people from the good families in Gyeonggi who were taken back by the Qing army's armor and infantry when they entered the bandits last time. Played.

"Ah... Mom... help... save me..."

There was a mess around the stables, and in an instant, eleven Tartars were wrapped in clothes, and four Qing army auxiliary soldiers were shot. They either lay down on the ground crying in pain, or ran for their lives in pain.

An auxiliary soldier held a shield in his left hand for protection, and a hatchet in his right hand. He fended off three arrows one after another. He squatted down and leaned his back against the wooden fence of the stable. Looking in the direction.

Suddenly, a pair of callused thick hands protruded from the gap in the fence, strangled the auxiliary soldier's neck tightly, and a dirty rough face shouted at the choking man beside him from inside the fence: "Book Yazi, cry a ball, quickly pick up that arrow, and stab this bastard."

The slightly thin man next to him had stopped choking and crying, but his face was full of horror, his hands were tightly grasping the wooden fence, his mouth was wide open, his eyes stared in horror at the long blood-red tongue spit out by the auxiliary soldier of the Qing army. As if unable to move.

At the moment, a big black hand full of veins protruded from the side of the rugged man, grabbed an arrow on the ground that was blocked by the auxiliary soldier, and stabbed randomly at his face.

While stabbing, he shouted in a somewhat old voice: "Brother Meng, hold on tight..."

The auxiliary soldier was already strangled by the strong man, his eyes were protruding, his tongue stuck out, and he was stabbed in the head and face by an arrow. He no longer had the strength to struggle and resist, so he was strangled by the strong arm of the strong man all the time. The other black hand held the arrow tightly and stabbed it.

The auxiliary soldier's face was already bloody and blood gushed out gushes of fresh red blood, splashing all three people's faces and bodies.

In the distance, an auxiliary soldier in cloth armor swung a hatchet and cut off the reins of the mule and horse tied to the big log. The horse was unshackled, and with all four hooves raised, it ran towards the west entrance of the village.

The auxiliary soldier chased after two steps, stretched out his right hand, grabbed the remaining part of the horse's rein, and turned on the horse. He rode on the horse, turned around, and saw a Ming army knight, holding a bow and arrow, aiming at a coat Aha, just about to throw the hatchet in his hand at the knight.

A short spear flew through the air soundlessly, and he fell off his horse with an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

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Huang Daguang, the officer of the left sentry team A and General B, has a big ax in his left hand and a short spear in his right. As soon as he climbed up the shallow ditch on the north side of the stable, he saw an auxiliary soldier of the Qing army. .

As soon as he threw out the short spear, he saw two wrapped ahas brandishing waist knives, screaming and rushing towards him.

"Bang... bang..." Two crisp sounds followed by a puff of white smoke.

Huang Daguang's four guards rushed up, two of them directly fired the three-eyed blunderbuss, and a wrapped Ahha was shot in the abdomen by the blunderbuss, falling to the ground and crying in pain.

Although the other coat was not hit by the bullet, the sound of the firecracker being fired at close range and the pain and wailing of his companions made him stunned, not knowing what to do.

A guard rushed forward, shouted loudly, and swung his ax to chop off. The tail of the dazed Aha-coated mouse rolled to the ground together with the melon seeds on its head, and the bright red blood arrow shot straight into the sky.

"Huh... uh..."

The two auxiliary soldiers of the Qing army shot two heavy arrows and went straight towards Huang Daguang, only to see him leaping up, swinging the big ax in his hand, knocking one heavy arrow into the air, and the other pierced through the gap under his ribs.

"what!"

A knight in the team behind Huang Daguang climbed up the shallow ditch, and just shot an arrow, killing a tartar, coated Ahha, when he was shot by the arrow shot by the auxiliary soldier, screamed, and fell to the ground.

He heard the screams of the knights in the team, and he was anxious, shouting loudly, and rushed towards the two auxiliary soldiers of the Qing army.

The two auxiliary soldiers of the Qing army took up their bows and shot arrows again in no hurry. They hurriedly dropped their bows, took out their long swords and maces, and rushed at Huang Daguang. He swung it up and smashed it from the right side.

Huang Daguang is worthy of being an old soldier. In critical moments, he is not chaotic. I saw him leaning on the ground with a big ax in his hand, taking advantage of the momentum, jumping forward, and kicking the head of the Qing army auxiliary soldier wielding a mace with his feet together. .

"Boom".

Huang Daguang's big ax was smashed away by the mace, but his feet also poured all his strength into kicking the auxiliary soldier's head heavily, and both of them fell to the ground.

The other auxiliary soldier cut the air with a long knife, saw that Huang Daguang had also fallen on the ground, twisted his body vigorously, wanted to swing the long knife in his hand in a circle, and slashed heavily on Huang Daguang.

"Bang!" There was a roar, and white mist rose ten steps away.

A guard of Huang Daguang rushed up, raised his three-eyed blunderbuss and pointed it at him, and with a bang, the projectile hit the auxiliary soldier's head with a mouse tail with great force. It was so tragic that when his body was crooked, he lay down on the ground, motionless.

Over there, after Huang Daguang kicked the auxiliary soldier of the Qing army, he saw that he supported the ground with both hands, and he rolled forward. He took out the relief knife from his boot with his left hand, and thrust it into the neck of the auxiliary soldier who had been kicked down. among.

He pulled out the hand-relief knife vigorously, a stream of blood poured out from the auxiliary soldier's neck, he stretched out a big powerless hand to cover the knife edge desperately, but couldn't stop the blood gushing out, he wanted to call for help, but was struggling He opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and he struggled helplessly on the ground.

Huang Daguang stood up, and saw not far away, beside the simple fence of the stable, two black hands were tightly wrapped around the neck of an auxiliary soldier, and one dirty hand was holding an arrow, stabbing the auxiliary soldier's face repeatedly. Beside him was a frail and frail man who was frightened and foolish.

The auxiliary soldier of the Qing army didn't move at all, his feet were lying there limply, his hands drooped naturally, his face was riddled with holes, and he was already in disrepair.

Huang Daguang walked over and shouted loudly: "Hey, stop, I want this brain in exchange for silver."

It was only at this time that the three people realized that they were holding the thick black hand of the auxiliary soldier, and slowly released it, and the auxiliary soldier fell to the ground with a "gudong".

The three of them gasped heavily, and the burly man with the rough face muttered: "Revenge, revenge...revenge...lah..."

The dirty hand was still holding onto the half of the arrow, but he didn't know how to let go. The thin man next to him seemed to have just come to his senses at this moment, and burst into tears with a cry of "Wow..." .

Huang Daguang didn't bother to pay attention to them any more, and turned around to look around. The Qing army's auxiliary soldier, Baoyi Aha, suffered heavy casualties, and the C team in the south of the stable also killed a lot.

Team C team officer Yu Jin came over with a knife and stick, his body was also stained with a lot of blood red, and he said loudly from a distance: "It's just some auxiliary coats, not even a bitch's dog Tartar infantry armor!" have to."

Huang Daguang grinned and said: "Master wants me to save these old folks, it's just according to Mr. Master's military orders."

After speaking, he waved his hand to call the guards, and said to them: "Take a count of the casualties, all living Tartars will be tied up, and those who can't survive will be chopped off."

A few guards agreed, then turned and left.

"I'm going to kill the Tartars with you." A deep, muffled voice came.

Yu Jin was taken aback, and turned to look at Huang Daguang. Huang Daguang grinned, pouted his lips in the direction of the wooden fence, and said, "Over there, the black guy is not bad."

Yu Jin turned his head and looked into the stable, where three people were also looking at him.

A thin and thin man, who looked young, with a terrified look on his face, probably not the black man Huang Daguang was talking about.

A slightly stout old man, with big dirty black and red hands tightly grasping half of the arrow, with some meat pulp still hanging on the arrow, he looked a bit old, not like the man who spoke just now.

Look at the third one, the dark face is very rough, but it is covered with dark red minced meat and unknown pulp, and the shoulders are big and the waist is very thick.

A pair of big hands couldn't tell whether it was black or red, and the arms were full of veins that hadn't receded, and the two big eyes were staring at him, and the low and deep voice came again: "I want to kill the Tartars with you. "

Yu Jin was really taken aback by the black man, and after gathering his composure, he smiled and cursed: "You son of a bitch, it's not easy to kill, you'd better go home and farm."

Normally, he might have taken this thick black man into the team, but now he is in the frontline battlefield, pulling him into the army is like killing him, just having a good body is not enough, fighting on the battlefield takes only a few months It's easy to practice, and it will only cost you your life if you go up.

Huang Daguang turned around and said to Jin in a low voice: "This guy is not bad, it's a pity to kill a Tartar assistant."

Yu Jin didn't speak, he turned his head and took another look at the black and strong man, shook his head involuntarily, sighed, and walked away with Huang Daguang.

"I'm going to kill the Tartars with you." The deep, husky voice came from behind them again.

At this time, the guards had already returned, reporting the results of the battlefield statistics to Huang Daguang and Yu Jin.

In this battle, seven Tazi auxiliary soldiers were beheaded, and three were captured, all of whom were injured; 11 people were beheaded and wrapped in Ahha, nine of them were captured, and five of them were wounded; 180 intact horses and mules were captured and brought Four horses and mules were injured.

We injured three people, all of which were minor injuries, and none of them were seriously injured.

Huang Daguang and Yu Jin stood beside the stables, looking up at the entrance of the Mafang Village not far to the north, where rows of big men in red cloaks were charging into the Mafang Village.

Facing the late autumn sunset, the yellow sun shone on the knights, like a dazzling red cloud, coming with golden light, about to harvest the heads of the invaders.

"It's snowing!" Huang Daguang suddenly stretched out his palm, looked up at the sky again, and murmured.

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