Wanli 1592

Chapter 431

When Chen Longzheng and his troops arrived at Dahu East Village, the place was already in a mess, with dead bodies everywhere. It looked like there were at least 100 people, including old people and even children, all lying in a pool of blood, with sticks and shovels scattered on the ground. Simple weapons and agricultural tools such as rakes, and several houses in the village are burning.

Liu Xiaoliu, who was leading the way, saw this and immediately knelt on the ground and burst into tears.

"God damn Ma Wendong! You must die!!! Ah!!!"

Seeing him crying sadly, Chen Longzheng felt a dull pain in his heart, and the soldiers of the Ming army were also filled with righteous indignation, wishing to find the perpetrators to fight to the death and avenge the compatriots who died here. Chen Longzheng squatted down and patted Liu Xiaoliu's shoulder, and said: "Xiao Liu, don't be sad. There are only more than 100 corpses here. There should be more people who have not died. I didn't see those thugs here. Where did they go?"

Liu Xiaoliu wiped his face, looked around, and said dejectedly: "There are mountains all around, and the mountains are convenient for hiding people. They must have gone to the mountains to hide, but I don't know which mountain it is..."

After saying that, Liu Xiaoliu started crying again, Chen Long was frowning and looking around at the surrounding mountains faintly visible, he was also having a headache, he had less than 500 soldiers and horses under him, only when they gathered together could they attack Forces have fighting power and cannot be dispersed. Xiao Ruxun's musketeers have at least 500 people in a formation when fighting, and more often they directly send out [-] people in a line. When they shoot, they are very prestigious, but they rarely hit the target.

His army of less than 300 men can't be divided up to find it. If he can't find the target, it will be a very embarrassing thing.

"How can this be good?"

Chen Longzheng patted his thigh.

"Six...Little Six..."

While feeling depressed, Liu Xiaoliu seemed to hear something suddenly, raised his head, and looked around in panic.

"what happened?"

Chen Long was asking questions quickly, and Liu Xiaoliu immediately said: "I just heard someone calling me, and someone calling Xiaoliu, sir, some people are not dead, and some are still alive! It's right here!"

Chen Longzheng was taken aback, and immediately ordered the soldiers to search everywhere, and soon found the source of the sound.

A strong man lying on the ground moved his mouth weakly. His stomach was hit by lead bullets, his entire abdominal cavity was torn open, and his intestines were blown out. It was unbearable to watch, but Liu Xiaoliu didn't care. , leaped over and grabbed the strong man's hand.

"Fourth brother! Fourth brother! How are you? Are you okay? How are you? You...don't worry, don't move. I'll ask Mr. Chen to take you to the boat right away. There's our Daming doctor on board, and he will definitely save your life." Yours! It will definitely save you, don’t be afraid, don’t move! Mr. Chen! Mr. Chen! This is my fourth brother, he’s still alive! He’s still alive!”

Seeing Liu Xiaoliu's ecstatic expression, Chen Longzheng really couldn't bear to say that this man was hopeless. He was hit in the stomach by lead bullets, and his intestines were broken and exposed. Now it is a miracle in itself, and it is impossible to save it.

Xiao Ruxun told him that lead bullets are not very lethal, but they are poisonous. The fire poison of gunpowder plus the lead poison of lead bullets is a poison weapon. He used this to deal with the rebels when he was in the northwest.

Few of the rebels died on the spot. A few days later, they went to the rebel camp, which was full of dead people who were shot by lead bullets. Cutting off injured limbs is the best way to survive.

But this person in front of him is hopeless, even if the god Da Luo came to the world, he might not be able to save him.

"Six...six..."

The strong man lay on the ground, pulled Liu Xiaoliu's clothes, and said these things, but the voice was too low, Liu Xiaoliu could only put his ear to the strong man's mouth, and heard the very subtle two words "Xishan". words.

It turned out that he was going to Xishan. Liu Xiaoliu suddenly realized that he looked up in the direction of Xishan. Xishan is a must-go place for hunters in the village. There are many prey, familiar mountain roads, and water sources on the mountain. Xishan is the best choice, that's right!
As soon as Liu Xiaoliu turned his head, he shouted at Chen Longzheng: "Mr. Chen! My fourth brother said he was a big guy and went to Xishan to hide! They must all be in Xishan! That bastard Ma Wendong must be in Xishan too! Let's hurry to Xishan ! And, sir, my fourth brother..."

Before Liu Xiaoliu finished speaking, he felt his hand loosen, and when he turned his head, he saw that the strong man's hand had dropped to the ground, and when he looked at his face again, his eyes were closed and he was lifeless, but There is a peace.

"Fourth brother!!!!"

Liu Xiaoliu threw himself on the strong man's chest and began to cry in grief. Chen Longzheng took a deep breath, forced his grief to the bottom of his heart, and summoned a chief.

"You bring ten people here to collect their corpses, and then garrison them there. When the officer returns, hand over these corpses to their relatives."

Shichang immediately agreed.

"promise!"

"The rest, save people with me!"

"promise!"

The voices of the soldiers of the Ming army shook the sky.

Chen Long walked up to Liu Xiaoliu and said, "Xiaoliu, people cannot be resurrected after death, don't be too sad, take us to Xishan immediately, there are more people waiting for us to save!"

Hearing this, Liu Xiaoliu stopped crying, got up from the ground twitching, wiped away tears, nodded vigorously, picked up a rake from the ground through gritted teeth, and said, "Sir, come with me." !"

After finishing speaking, Liu Xiaoliu buried his head and ran. Chen Long was leading the Ming army to follow all the way, rushing to the foot of the West Mountain. He heard faint gunshots, and realized that the situation was not good, so he joined the pace and entered the mountain.

The situation was indeed bad. Although there were many villagers, they had no weapons, not even many iron products. The few knives and guns were useless against the muskets of Ma Wendong and others' guards.

The bows and crossbows in the hands of more than a dozen hunters could not save the overall situation, but they hindered their progress a little. A large number of men, women, old and children seriously delayed the speed of the villagers' escape.

While the Ming army was fighting the Spanish army, the villagers, led by a few strong men, began to resist Ma Wendong's oppression, trying to fight a bloody road to join the Ming army, and asked the Ming army to support them and defeat Ma Wendong.

But they underestimated Ma Wendong's cruelty and the lethality of his guards. They didn't have many useful muskets in their hands, but they did have them, and the power of a shot was really not to be underestimated.

In addition, they had enough bows, crossbows, knives and guns in their hands, and the villagers fell into an absolute disadvantage when they fought. They fought with sticks and knives and guns, and they couldn't fight no matter what. Although the villagers were very brave, they didn't persevere. After a while, after dozens of young and strong men died in battle, they began to flee. Men, women, old and children were in a mess. Ma Wendong's men took the opportunity to kill a large number of villagers.

(End of this chapter)