The beggar emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Yang Tianxing was shocked when he saw that the rebels didn't delay for a while, and rushed up again.

In such a short period of time, only a few pieces of wood and stones have been brought up, the big dung in the pot has not yet heated up, and there are only a few logs piled up at the entrance of the village.

Li Dingguo was really brave. With two hundred heroes, he slammed under the wall in one breath without delay.

As soon as several heroes picked up the ladder on the ground and put them on the wall, Li Dingguo climbed up first in a chain mail.

I saw that he held a shield on his head, and quickly climbed an escalator with the other hand, while the steel knife was held in his mouth, directly ignoring the spear stabbed from it.

The leaders are so fierce, and these confidantes needless to say, all of them crawled out of the sea of ​​blood in the corpse mountain, scrambling to climb the stairs to the city.

Some picked up the wood on the ground and hit the debris at the door, while others stubbornly held on to the wooden ladder and let the big dung stones fall on the wooden shield above their heads.

This group of guys are simply not comparable to those young men who are greedy and fearful of death.

The wall is only seven or eight feet long, and there are not many bandits standing on it. The wood and stones are temporarily moved up from below, and the attack just now almost ran out.

The big dung, which is the best to use, is only slightly hot, and its lethality is almost negligible. The hero below is not afraid of getting dirty.

"puff!"

As soon as Li Dingguo climbed up the wall, a fierce man slashed over. Li Dingguo did not evade, but also slashed over.

The big man slashed on Li Dingguo's shoulder and slashed the iron pieces. Li Dingguo also slashed the big man's shoulder with blood spattering.

Li Dingguo snorted and kicked the big man with one kick, pulling the blade out of the bone, and the big Han's face was distorted and fainted.

A bandit took the opportunity to poke Li Dingguo's back with another shot. The tip of the gun was stuck in the armor, and he couldn't get in with only a few inches of flesh.

This time, Li Dingguo didn't even hum, and when he turned around, the long knife slashed diagonally from top to bottom, opening a long bloody mouth on the face of the big man.

After killing two people, the bandits nearby were a little afraid to rush up. At this moment, the people behind also climbed up to the top of the wall. The bandits were killed and fled under the wall in embarrassment.

Different from the bandit fighting skills, these elite rebels are almost always fighting for their lives, they are just simple chopping, directly taking the key.

At the door, Yang Tianxing and a group of so-called heroes, who were also the elites of the rebels who were not afraid of death, were retreating steadily.

As the Zhaimen gate was opened, the rebels who had caught up from behind swarmed in like a flood that burst a bank.

The morale skyrocketed for a while, and all the people in the back screamed and pushed the people in front to rush, for fear that they would not be able to grab a woman.

"Mother, get out of it!"

"Hurry up to Lao Tzu!"

Qin Yu also yelled anxiously from behind.

No way, he led the young man to the end. If the battle was over when he went up, it would be hard to divide the spoils.

When Qin Yu led the young soldiers into the cottage from the door, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Behind the wall was a huge square. The bandits did not kneel and surrender as they did last time.

Qin Yu immediately understood that there was no path in the cottage to go down the mountain, and the bandits were jumping off the wall in a hurry, and Li Dingguo was also very popular and didn't know whether to surrender.

Just as he wanted to yell to surrender and not kill, a big man rushed towards them with a knife, and knocked a dumb boy to the ground with one knife, scaring the other boys back quickly.

"bump!"

The big man wanted to chop again, he felt a pain in his face, and fell backward in a vague manner, with a look of disbelief.

"Those who dare to retreat shall be expelled from the firearms camp and sent to Lao Tzu!"

Qin Yu shouted violently, the fire gun in his hand was still faintly smoked.

When the teenagers heard that they were going to be expelled from the firearms camp, they panicked and rushed up with howling.

Several heroes might see that the rebels who had just rushed in were teenagers and wanted to pinch soft persimmons, but they were greeted with cold gun heads.

Whenever a teenager was chopped to the ground, the other two teenagers would pierce the spear into the vital part of the big man, which was almost a subconscious action.

The joining of three hundred teenagers seemed to be the last straw to crush the camel. In a moment, the bandits fled to the cottage.

Qin Yu took the opportunity to shout, "Surrender and not kill!"

"Surrender and not kill!"

Several teenagers guarding beside him also shouted in unison.

"Surrender and don't kill!" Li Dingguo, who was covered in blood, also came to his senses and screamed in time.

The rebels yelled at this, and the bandits, who had already been trembling, knelt on the ground subconsciously.

Of course, some of the red-eye killers will definitely have to cut two more before they stop.

The people who fled into the house saw that the rebels were not cutting people, so they threw away their weapons and walked out nervously.

Until this time, the scene was completely controlled. There were about 500 bandits who surrendered. They were rushed to a pile, with their spears behind their backs, and they did not dare to release one by one.

Many heroes who had the courage to fight just now, knelt on the ground at the moment, but pooped out.

"Xiaoyu, you take someone to look at these captives, I will take someone to search and see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net!"

"Dingguo, are you hurt? How about bandaging it first!" Qin Yu was startled by his appearance, and secretly said that this kid was too hard.

"It doesn't matter, I'll do it later!"

As soon as Li Dingguo waved his hand, he led people to search house by house.

It really found a lot of fish that slipped through the net, including the heads of Yang Tianxing, and hundreds of girls and children.

"This rebel hero, Yang Tianxing, the head of Tianlang Village, is willing to defect to the Eight Great Kings."

Yang Tianxing was tied with his hands behind his back, and as soon as he was taken to the playground, he shouted at Qin Yu.

Because Qin Yu was young, but wore a cloak and was commanding a group of heroes, Yang Tianxing was considered the leader.

"I just turned in now, don't you think it's too late? You are also a man, I leave you a whole body!"

"bump!"

Qin Yu walked over and looked at him for a moment, then put the fire gun on his forehead and pulled the trigger.

Poor, a gangster who had gained fame throughout Xiangyang, stared like this with a pair of bull's eyes, fell under Qin Yu's gun, stubbornly staring at him.

It wasn't just the big boss Yang Tianxing who was killed. The other bosses and some of the backbones were not spared, and dozens of people were killed.

In the end, there were only more than 400 ordinary bandits and more than a hundred female relatives, kneeling on the ground tremblingly, waiting to die.

Of these female relatives, more than 20 women are used to eat big pot of rice. They usually reward the brothers who are meritorious in the cottage, and the others are the ladies of the masters and the daughters of the key concubines.

"Okay for the country, although the loss this time is a bit big, but in general there is still a profit! Almost half of the rest can be made up!"

Qin Yu saw that his face was painful and his emotions seemed not high, so he stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him.

This time, Li Dingguo's men killed more than 600 people, including 80 elite men, and more than 100 were seriously injured. Minor injuries were ignored.

Qin Yu's three hundred teenagers also killed more than 30 people. Several of them were chopped on the shoulders, face, and back, and they couldn't survive.

And the killing of about 500 bandits really didn't know whether they won or lost. If it was not limited by the terrain, it would be a siege, which would definitely not reach this level of intensity.