Back to the end of Ming Dynasty to be a warlord

Chapter 208 Siege
"My lord is good at marksmanship!"

"Good marksmanship!"

The sycophants of the bird gunners immediately rang out.

Yang Chao shouted coldly: "Don't stand still, shoot!"

At this time, the gunmen coldly shot and killed the captive soldiers.

Except for the first captive soldier, the other captive soldiers are still 120 steps away, and the range of the bird gun is still lethal at this distance.

It's just not so easy to get right.

Old man Bian kept running.

The old man's servant was still wearing his vest, holding a knife coldly, facing the three captives.

The three captive soldiers were stunned for a moment when they saw the first person being shot, but then they drew their bows and arrows to shoot and kill the servant who stood in front of them.

But the arrows were blocked one by one, and the sound of the birds and guns continued.

Suddenly, one of the captive soldiers was unluckily knocked off his horse, and the remaining two captive soldiers shouted, beat their horses and ran back.

The old man had already reached the warehouse, but he was blocked outside. In front of him was a low wall of salt bags.

The old man turned his head and saw that the captive soldiers had retreated, and his servant was walking slowly towards him.

The old man couldn't help shouting: "Second son, run!"

But the servant always walked slowly and steadily.

The old man did not dare to go out to pick him up.

Suddenly Wang Pu galloped out and turned over from the low wall.

He strode up to the servant, glanced at the servant, without any hesitation, picked him up and ran towards the warehouse.

Soon Wang Pu arrived under the low wall, sent the servant on his back up, and a few soldiers over there picked him up.

Wang Pu pushed the slider onto the low wall again, and then turned over by himself.

Yang Chao looked at this scene on the roof, and couldn't help but feel a little dissatisfied. Wang Pu was already in control, but he was so indifferent. Although the two captive soldiers retreated with their horses, they didn't escape. They just wandered around. Going out at this time is extremely dangerous.

Yang Chao couldn't help but want to scold Wang Pu.

After getting off the roof and walking to the wall, I heard soldiers talking to the servant one by one.

There is still a big difference between Nanjing dialect and Haizhou dialect, so the two sides actually still have poor communication, but it does not delay the admiration of their soldiers for this servant.

Seeing this situation, Yang Chao was not angry anymore, his soldiers still admired the warriors, Wang Pu probably saw the bravery of his servants, so he rescued them.

This servant seemed to have a solid foundation in martial arts, and Yang Chao couldn't help but love talents.

Old man Bian also saw Yang Chao approaching, so he quickly knelt down, took out the package in his arms, and opened it on the ground.

Inside was a pile of gold ingots, worth about a thousand taels, and one tael of gold could be exchanged for ten taels of silver, which was a huge sum of money.

"My lord, Lao Ke's wealth is all here, and all of it has been given to my lord. My lord must kill all these tartars!"

As the old man spoke, he kowtowed to the ground and burst into tears.

Yang Chao helped old man Bian up: "Old man, get up!"

Over there, Wang Pu was talking to the servant: "If you are a good man, don't be afraid of pain, I will draw the arrow!"

The servant gritted his teeth and said coldly: "There are so many nonsense, just pull it out, I'm not a man if I frown!"

Wang Pu chuckled, grabbed an arrow in his hand, and pulled it out abruptly.

The servant couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, but embarrassment immediately appeared on his face. He said that he frowned, but when he pulled out the arrow, he cried out in pain, which was a bit embarrassing.

Yang Chao frowned when he saw Wang Pu throwing the arrow aside and pulling out the other. The arrows of the captive soldiers were very vicious. There were barbs on the arrows. Flesh, tick-tock dripping blood.

Wang Pu pulled out another one, which was also meaty, but this time the servant gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Jia Ding was hit by three arrows in total, two arrows behind his back and one arrow in front of his left shoulder.

The shoulder on the left shoulder did not show flesh, but there was a bone.

The servant gasped, leaning against the salt bag, cold sweat dripping down his face.

"What a man!"

Yang Chao couldn't help admiring it.

At the same time, I called Wu Yi to come over. Wu Yi has been a Fang Langzhong, and he is also very good at trauma. He treated many soldiers in the army, and he was loved by many soldiers.

Ask Wu Yi to clean the servant with spirits, and at the same time ask, Wu Yi said that there is no poison on the arrow, and the servant will not die.

The old man was always on the sidelines, worrying about his servants and laboring.

Seeing that the servant's injury was fine, Yang Chao said to old man Bian, "Old man, take your gold back."

Old man Bian didn't move, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your Excellency, just take it, use the money to buy wine and meat for the army, and kill the Tartars viciously!"

Yang Chao said with a smile: "You can't drink wine. You can drink it after you win the battle. There is a lot of meat. By the way, come and bring some horse meat for the old man and this good man!"

Soon someone came over with meat, but the old man didn't eat the meat, but the servant was not polite, he grabbed a piece in his hand and bit it.

This servant is very suitable for Yang Chao's temper, the more Yang Chao looks at it, the more he likes it.

Then he said to old man Bian: "If the old man really wants to give something, just give me your family, and I will take him to kill the Tartars!"

Old man Bian hesitated: "Well, that depends on whether he is willing or not."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, obviously reluctant.

Yang Chao asked the servant directly: "Hero, are you willing to follow me to kill Tartars?"

The servant immediately put down the horse meat and did not speak.

Yang Chao couldn't help but change color, sighed, and left.

In the final analysis, he is just a coward, a master of martial arts, who dares to kill when he is in a hurry, but shrinks back when he wants to take the initiative to kill the enemy.

The servant was silent and did not speak, Wang Pu also felt very sorry, patted his shoulder, turned his head and left.

Yang Chao went up to the roof again, and the two captive soldiers never left. They stopped outside the city wall 150 steps away from the warehouse, inside the canal.

There are moats around Haizhou City, and the Qiangwei River on the west side also takes into account the function of the canal, and the other sides are moats.

Yang Chao knew that the captive soldiers drove the people away and blocked them on several occasions, and he couldn't stop the captive soldiers at all, so he didn't bother to deploy defenses along the river, and it was not appropriate for him to separate.

Therefore, the plan to block the captive soldiers across the river was also cancelled.

What made Yang Chao angry was that there were many guards in the city, but none of them were willing to shoot an arrow at the captive soldiers below the city.

If the city dared to shoot arrows, the captive soldiers might not be able to fill the moat, let alone run back and forth along the city wall.

"Lord, look!"

A blunderbuss team suddenly stood up and said to Yang Chao, pointing to the back of the captive soldiers.

Yang Chao also saw it, and some captive soldiers appeared again, and groups of soldiers were coming.

The two captive soldiers were waiting for their companions.

Seeing the number of captive soldiers increase one by one, the gunners couldn't hold back, and their faces showed excitement.

Yang Chao was very satisfied with the performance of his soldiers. These soldiers had fought captive soldiers, and they shot from a long distance. They easily killed more than a dozen captive soldiers. At this time, there was no fear, only excitement.

But Yang Chao became much calmer, looked at the captive soldiers coldly, and finally stopped after seeing more than 100 people gathered.

Such a small number of captive soldiers is not enough to fit between their teeth. It's no wonder they can break through this warehouse fortress.

Yang Chao faintly expected these captive soldiers to attack by force.

But the musketballer shouted again, pointing north.

Another group of captive soldiers came in from outside the city wall, still more than 100 people, lined up in a neat cavalry, 150 steps away.

The captive soldiers were actually divided into two formations, north and south. This was to besiege themselves.

(End of this chapter)