The rise of the prince

Chapter 489

These people seem to have no emotion. They are not violent because of killing, nor arrogant because of victory. They line up neatly and keep advancing. Even hundreds of steps away.

The sound reverberated in the valley for almost half an hour, except for the blood around it, there was also an unpleasant pungent smell.

King Na Pingnan's strange army quickly controlled the long mountain road on the steep cliff, passed through to the side of the valley, and then lined up neatly to fight for the other side of the mountain road. People continued to replenish, and soon completely occupied the entrance of the village.

In fact, it can't be called robbing, because everyone resisted at all, and almost everyone only knew how to run for their lives.

In the chaos, the black leopard saw the jade-faced fox being dragged down by several faces. One of her arms was turned into powder, her complexion was snow-white, and she passed out.

The black leopard and the old black head knelt on the ground and raised their hands high, indicating that there was no one in their hands, otherwise, they were resigned to fate.

"My lord, there are two survivors here." After a while, he heard someone say from behind.

"Bring them here."

After a while, the black leopard saw the legendary King Pingnan up close.

He is tall and incompatible with his childish face, he is still a child.He was accompanied by a man and a woman, well-equipped, all made of iron armor, ordinary knives and guns could not hurt at all.

The two soldiers knelt down against them. The black panther didn't want to kneel, but he was too hungry to resist.

"Who are you? Do you know what's going on in the village?" The young King Pingnan spoke, his tone was unexpectedly calm, neither condescending nor full of indignation, he was a little hard to understand.

The old black head pulled him, trying to make him lie.

There was an inexplicable anger in Hei Baozi's heart, he didn't even know where it came from, it was probably the young prince's contempt, or something else, so he said bluntly: "I am the Black Leopard, the Black Leopard you have been looking for. "

He stared at the young prince, decades of killing gave him an aura that was different from ordinary people.

But the young King Pingnan was unmoved, he glanced at himself, no different from anyone else: "You are a black leopard, no wonder you are unarmed and trembling like chaff, and you were seized by the jade-faced fox."

He was stunned.

"Tell me the details, and after you're done, I'll reward you with food and spare your lives." He spoke concisely, with a bearing that made it impossible to refuse.

The black panther opened his mouth and finally nodded.

After he narrated the whole story, King Pingnan just waved his hand and asked someone to bring wheat flour cakes and water. As soon as he smelled the fragrance, the black leopard and the old black head couldn't help it, and started to gobble it up.

While eating, he watched King Pingnan's movements. People from his subordinates came over one after another. In the end, there were probably less than a thousand people. They surrounded the outside of Fox Mountain City, and then quickly occupied the high hillside without any further movement.

But this alone is far from what bandits like them can compare to. These people act quickly and quickly, and hundreds of people move together without any chaos, as if everyone has long understood what they should do.

After eating and drinking enough, the black panther felt like he was alive again.

But it won't help if he comes back alive. He was a half-dead prisoner before, but now he's alive and kicking. It's the same anyway.

"My lord." He lowered his head and said in a low voice. For some reason, after meeting for a short time, he felt a sense of inferiority in front of this young lord.

"I still don't understand why the lord didn't kill me. I'm the leader of the thieves. Killing me can eliminate future troubles, right?"

Hearing what he said, the old blackhead was anxious, and tugged on his sleeves hastily.

He knew what Lao Hei was afraid of, saying this was tantamount to begging for death, but he still wanted to ask clearly. As for the reason, maybe he wanted to regain some self-esteem in front of the young prince who made him feel ashamed after meeting him for a while.

If it is difficult for a person to live, how can he talk about self-esteem? This was his excuse to comfort himself before, so he led people to burn, kill, and loot with peace of mind.

But now, after these days of suffering and betrayal, he has no choice but to ask, for himself, otherwise he can't find a reason to live with peace of mind
The black panther stared blankly at the young prince.

He turned his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his tone was calm and sharp: "This king has read all the files of the black mountain bandits in the Jiangzhou Yamen, and the gang in Xiongzhai basically left no one alive. The Black Panthers basically don’t kill people if they can’t.”

"Yes, yes, my lord is clearly aware, our eldest is a good man, a good man!" the old blackhead knelt down quickly.

"Hehe, are good people still robbing?" King Pingnan asked with a smile, gagged Old Heitou's mouth, making him tremble with fright.

"This king never judges people by good or bad, so among so many bandits in Montenegro, he likes you guys. Do you know why?"

Black Panther shook his head.

The young King Pingnan laughed and stretched his shoulders: "Hahahaha. Because you are like a wolf, not a wild dog. Do you know the difference between a wolf and a wild dog?"

The black leopard shook his head again, and everyone looked away curiously.

The young King Pingnan clapped his hands: "Dogs are beasts, they are loyal and loyal, but after being with people for a long time, they will always be infected with human faults. If they become wild, it will be even worse. Wild dogs kill their prey, or they are bullying weaker people than themselves. Yes, or it was learned from others—it regards killing as a game, and killing as a desire. Therefore, it does not hunt for prey, and kills whatever it sees, as long as it is weaker than itself.

But wolves are different. Wolves kill to survive. A wolf that is full will not kill wantonly. There is no right or wrong in fighting for survival.

That's why I don't like the Xiongzhai gang, they are wild dogs, dominated by the desire to kill, they kill whoever they see in the name of revenge; the same goes for the Yumianhu gang, they pretend to be against the imperial court, they only kill officers and soldiers , but a nobler wild dog is also a wild dog.

You are a wolf, and I appreciate people like you. If killing is to survive, then there is no right or wrong. For you, it is justice. "

After hearing this, the black leopard was shocked instantly, the tip of his nose was sore, and the big tears couldn't help rolling down, his feet were soft, and he lay down on the snow and wailed loudly.

Vaguely, he heard King Pingnan's order: "Set up the cannons and bombard them for an hour first."

Six guns fired on the high ground outside the village until evening.

Ghosts and wolves howled in Fox Mountain City, almost all tall buildings collapsed, and some cave dwellings were also directly collapsed.

The Black Mountain bandits rushed out several times, but the new army plus the Xiang army had a total of [-] musketeers, plus the Xiang army's [-] crossbowmen, occupied the high ground outside the village and suppressed them back.

In fact, the crossbowmen basically had no room to play, because the guns fired had a long range and high kinetic energy, and the strong crossbow used by the Black Mountain bandits to defeat the Yang family army was far away from being beaten to the ground.

The Black Mountain bandits were smarter in their third charge. They removed the door panels, windows, bed panels, etc. as cover, and stared forward. do.

Li Xingzhou deliberately kept the musketeers from firing, and when they approached within a hundred steps, they suddenly fired a volley. into pieces.

To some extent, the effect of solid shells hitting people is more disgusting than flowering shells. Several soldiers of the new army who participated in the battle for the first time felt sick.

After this charge, the Montenegrin bandits completely lost their fighting spirit and hid in cave dwellings and houses, not daring to come out.

Some shouted to surrender from a distance, but he ignored them. He pointed the artillery at the buildings where people might be hiding. The cave continued to attack. die below.

The indestructibility of Hushan City has suddenly become a trap in a urn. As long as the new army guards the entrance of the stockade, no one can rush out of this short front.

But Li Xingzhou was not stupid, no one ordered to rush in, the advantage was on their side, but the Black Mountain bandits still had the advantage in numbers.

According to Shenlin’s statistics, there are 380 black bandits who were killed by the naked eye, and some of them were pushed down the valley by their accomplices before, some were crushed to death by collapsed houses and cave dwellings, and some were directly hit by solid bullets. , can't find the whole body and can't count it.

After all, they should have killed about [-] Black Mountain bandits, and many were injured, but the opponent still had the upper hand in numbers. Once they rashly entered the village and fought on the streets of the enemy, their firearms would lose their advantage.

"Light the torches, the artillery temporarily ceases fire, the musketeers are on standby, the Shangzhi personal guards are responsible for protecting the musketeers, and the rest of the people cook with fire. Don't relax your vigilance." Li Xingzhou ordered.

As night fell, Li Xingzhou reckoned that the Black Mountain bandit would try his best again. After all, the vision is not good at night, so this is a rare opportunity.

Wei Yubai handed over broth and hot steamed buns, Li Xingzhou took it, "Thank you."

She sat down next to her, and Li Xingzhou chewed the steamed buns and swallowed the fragrant broth. He felt his whole body warm up, and only with his numb sense of smell could he smell the bloody smell in the air.

"This is the prince's new army, it's really surprising." Wei Yubai said with a smile.

"Haha, how is it compared to your father's elite men?" Li Xingzhou asked proudly.

Wei Yubai said bluntly: "Of course the prince is better. The artillery can penetrate a wall of more than one foot. No matter how powerful the flesh and blood is."

"Let me tell you, the new army not only has musketeers, artillery, but also cavalry, cavalry with full plate armor." Li Xingzhou said.

"What full plate armor?"

Li Xingzhou immediately put down the broth, and gestured to her with his hands: "It is made of steel plates, all steel plates, and then the joints." He explained in detail, and Wei Yubai was really fascinated by it, listening to his face There is also a longing look on the face.

One must know that a pair of invulnerable armor is the dream of every general, and it can be a family heirloom, but now he said that there are hundreds of sets in the palace.

Wei Yubai became more and more excited when she heard it, and Li Xingzhou continued to follow the light of the fire to observe her face, and when he saw it, he threw an olive branch: "Well, there are thousands of light and heavy cavalry in the king's new army, but there is no suitable commander and no one to practice. Miss Wei, do you have any ideas? .Ha ha."

"What do you think?" Wei Yubai asked.

"Nominally, the two sides of the new army are all commanders, but in fact, how about training [-] light and heavy cavalry?" Li Xingzhou asked again.

Wei Yubai glanced at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Why did the prince look for me?"

"This... cough cough." He said awkwardly: "I don't know an excellent cavalry commander, I have a grudge against that old man Zhong Daoyu, it is impossible to rely on his prestige to find someone in the army.

Besides, you are the best equestrian I have ever seen. Didn't you teach me how to ride a horse? "

Wei Yubai smiled even more prettily: "Your Highness is the savior of my family. If you ask me, I dare not refuse, but I am a daughter. There is no precedent for a woman to be an official in Jing Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)