Chapter 459: Overkill

Chapter 459 Killing a chicken with a sledgehammer

Chong Niang followed in the procession. She was sitting in an ox cart with her dowry on it, including the one thousand taels of gold that was added later. Qin Lang was not fond of her dowry and gold. Before the status of Haochongniang, the dowry she brought, including gold, is still kept by herself.

The coachman, ten servants, and ten servants and maidservants were also with her. The coachman drove the chariot, and the servants stood guard around the chariot with a white wax spear, while the servants and maidservants followed.

Zongniang saw the team stop under the Qingfeng Castle for a while, and then continued to move forward. She turned her gaze to the mountain, where the bluestone dock stood. She had been to this dock three times, once with her grandfather, once with her father, and once with her elder brother and sisters of.

That dock is very dangerous and can easily hold thousands of people.

But now the Wubao is closed, and Wuding on the wall of the fort can be vaguely seen.

The owner of this Wubao is Yang Jichu, an uncle of Chongniang. He is Yang Jiyuan's brother. He was assigned to this Wubao many years ago. Under his management, this Wubao is running well, and the valley below the mountain has been reclaimed. There are more than 10,000 mu of land, and many pigs and cattle are raised. Relying on trade routes, there is also a caravan.

Rice is grown in paddy fields, sugarcane is grown in dry land, and tea hills have been opened up in recent years to grow tea and collect herbs. Under the management of Yang Jichu, this Qingfengwu is the richest among the 12 docks besides the main one of the Yang family. one.

They have a dock of 200 soldiers, well equipped and trained regularly, all of them are equipped with big swords and regiment brand bows and arrows. In addition, the young and strong in the fort also practice bows, arrows and spears.

If there is an enemy coming, the whole people can become soldiers.

It's just that Chongniang didn't expect that Qin Lang would not attack this Wubao.

If he attacked, Qin Lang might not be able to take it down easily, right?

On the mountain.

On the wall of Qingfengwu Castle, Yang Jichu also looked at the giant dragon at the foot of the mountain with some headaches. The surname Qin did not intend to attack the castle at all. move on.

A cavalry and an infantry stopped.

The infantry faced the hillside road, erected their shields, and raised their spears.

The cavalry rested behind and guarded.

Chongniang sat in the car and just passed the intersection up the mountain.

"Master, are we going to let them pass like this?" Several masters couldn't help but ask.

Yang Jichu touched the bluestone fort wall with his hands. The fort has been repaired for decades, and it is very strong, easy to defend and difficult to attack. But if the enemy doesn't come to attack, then he can't do anything about it. After all, the main reason why he chose this place to build the dock was because the Yang family opened up here, robbed the river valley flat and nearby valleys, cultivated wasteland to plant rice and occupied mountains to raise cattle.

Restricted by geography, Wubao is built on a mountain, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but it cannot directly control the road. At that time, I also considered building a fort directly on the road, allowing the road to pass through the fort, so that Wubao is also a pass city, but the geography is limited, and there is no such narrow pass to block.

It cannot be blocked, and it is meaningless to build a pass city on flat ground to let the road pass by.

So in the end, I chose to build the fort on the hillside by the side of the road, which increased the security of the fort and allowed it to monitor the road from a commanding height.

Against ordinary savages, this is actually very effective, but how could it have been imagined that there would be a river-crossing dragon bringing more than 10,000 horses to kill it?

"Let them go first!" Yang Jichu gritted his teeth, "After their large force passes, we will go down the mountain and attack their rear."

The back team is generally not elite.

More than 10,000 horses lined up in a long snake formation, and it took more than an hour to get down from the fort.

Seeing that this giant dragon finally passed.

Unable to hold back anymore, Yang Jichu walked down the fort wall with his helmet in his arms.

"Follow me!"

The 200 elite dock soldiers in the fort immediately put on iron helmets and leather armor. Fifty swordsmen were in front, a hundred spearmen were in the middle, and fifty archers were behind.

The gate of Wubao opened, and Yang Jiyuan shouted with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other.

"Follow me, kill!"

The two hundred Wu soldiers were full of murderous intent. Qingfeng Fortress had been established for 30 years, and it took dozens of battles in the beginning before finally stabilizing the territory. Many of the fort soldiers had rich fighting experience.

Two hundred men roared down the mountain with great momentum.

Mountain.

Silver and Wei Tuo Qin Yong was sitting on the side of the road with his eyes closed, and he was in charge of the back of the hall.

"Lieutenant, the dock soldiers in Qingfeng Castle have been killed, about two hundred, it seems that they have come out in full force."

"Oh, I see."

"Captain, do you want to fight!"

"What's the rush, wait until they get closer!"

After the meeting, the soldiers reported again.

"Captain, the enemy has reached Banpo."

"Well, it's still early, report sooner."

"Lieutenant, the enemy will go down the mountain, there are still two hundred steps left!"

Qin Yong opened his eyes and stood up, patted his buttocks, "Two hundred steps, it's still a long way, why panic?"

He looked at the hillside in front of him and saw the formation of Yangjiawu soldiers. It is very rare to go down the mountain like a tiger and come running, but still maintain the formation.

"Blow the horn, wave the flag, and line up to meet the enemy!"

"Everyone, hold the bow. Without my order, no one is allowed to look around, let alone shoot arrows without orders. Violators will be punished by military law! If you dare to violate our military orders, you will be executed on the spot!"

"yes!"

The personal soldiers hurried back to the front of the battle to deliver orders.

Qin Yong commanded Qin Lang's 500 entrusted warriors. These were composed of Guanzhong Rangers and Wuling Haoshao from Chang'an and Gyeonggi, and there were also many generals' children, all of whom were brave. At the beginning of the recruitment, there were only 500 warriors, but 3,000 came. In the end, 500 were selected from the 3,000 people. This is the test that started not long after the news was released. If we wait, it is estimated that 18,000 will come. should be recruited.

After these warriors were selected, they all prepared their own weapons.

War horses, bows and knives, and many people even brought their own horses. Before leaving Beijing, Qin Lang purchased a large amount of personal equipment for them from the arsenal of Weiwei Temple. Qin Lang subsidized half of the money for them, and they paid the half themselves. These guys are all very proud, and they have armed themselves to the teeth.

Each person prepared three hundred arrows for the base.

One set of main weapons and two sets of spares.

If it weren't for the magical weapons such as Mo Dao and San Gong Crossbow, Weiwei Temple would not give them, and they would all want to buy a few sets.

From Yanguan to Shuikou, and then to Zhennanguan, although there were several battles fought along the way, most of them were fought by Feng Shanxianhai or even the wolf guards of Ashina's family. They have made faces several times. The heroes and young heroes from Chang'an haven't taken half a chance yet, but they have wiped other people's **** a few times and cleaned up the battlefield a few times.

A group of people have already gone crazy.

A few days ago, Duke Wei just launched the barbarian concubine camp. Those who perform well will get points, and if they get enough points, they are eligible to take a barbarian woman as a concubine.

Now who doesn't hold back their strength, just wants to get enough points as soon as possible, and then quickly pick a savage girl as a concubine, regardless of whether she is dark or thin, short or tattooed, even if she can't understand Chinese, it doesn't matter. In Huang Xiaowei's words, when the light blows, not all barbarians, men and women are women.

Qin Yong kept one of the ten teams as a reserve team, and the other nine teams, in threes and threes, arranged in a character shape, big and small.

The three brigade commanders each lead their own brigade and stand at the front.

The nine team leaders also lead their teams and stand in front of the team.

Three brigade flags and nine team flags stood straight in the hands of the tall flag bearers.

No hustle and bustle, no panic.

Facing the 200 soldiers coming down the mountain roaring.

Five hundred people lined up on the mountain road to meet the enemy.

The enemy still has two hundred steps.

Whether it was spearmen, crossbowmen, or sword-jumping players, they all put down their swords and guns, took down their bows together, hung up the bowstrings, and took out their feathers and arrows.

Draw the bow and wind it.

"A hundred steps away from the enemy!"

The soldiers shouted.

Qin Yong stood under his battalion flag and could see clearly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and counted in his heart.

Those guys are doing alright.

No one panicked and released the arrows ahead of time.

are still under control.

The enemy rushed faster, and the knife became clearer.

"Let go!" Yang Yong shouted.

The guards shouted loudly, "Fire the arrow!"

Five hundred passes are strong and strong, one after another draws their bows and shoots arrows.

Although hundred-step piercing Yang is the skill of a sharp archer, as long as there are enough archers, keeping the same angle and aiming at the same area, even if the archery is not good, as long as the strength is enough, then it can guarantee a very strong lethality.

This is due to fletching coverage.

The bow and arrow shot from the sky is more powerful.

Falling from the sky has greater damage than shooting from the front. Shooting from the front, even if the bow and arrow are within a hundred steps, they are not very lethal. Make the bow and arrow stronger.

Generally, the armor of ordinary soldiers should be relatively simple. It is impossible to protect the whole body without dead ends, but more to protect the chest, back, and the top of the head.

Elsewhere, protection is lacking.

Even if it is a shield, it is mainly a front guard.

Feather arrows all over the sky, hula-la-la-la-la-la-la.

The whirring sound kept going.

Yang Jichu quickly raised the shield in his hand to protect the top of his head.

There were screams from behind, and most of the sword players who rushed forward were fine, but the spearmen and crossbowmen who followed behind were not equipped with shields, especially the crossbowmen, almost only had light armor or no shields. First.

The heroes of Guanzhong are strong, with many arrows.

They completely obeyed Qin Yong's orders, only caring about the angle, regardless of other things, and quickly took another arrow after shooting one arrow.

After firing three arrows in a row, it doesn't matter how many hits or how far the enemy is.

The shield soldiers and spearmen in the front row dropped their bows one after another and picked up their main weapons.

The shield wall was erected quickly.

Immediately afterwards, a row of spears pointed diagonally forward, and a forest of spears grew in an instant.

The crossbowmen are still going on.

Standing behind sword players and spear players to output output is their professional characteristic.

However, they no longer lobbed upwards, but replaced their bows with feathered arrows with light arrows, and began to aim and shoot with precision.

The crossbowmen grouped in groups of twos and threes, manipulating the crossbows of two or three people, and loaded them with thicker and harder crossbows.

Yang Jichu roared and rushed forward.

He used to be a hero. He fought side by side with his elder brother Yang Jiyuan. He fought many battles and defeated many enemies.

Running, Yang Jichu felt a little out of breath.

He used to be able to chase after thousands of miles, but now he has only run for such a distance, and he is a little out of breath. He has gained weight. In recent years, the Yang family has become a dominant force in Lang Son, and no one can challenge them, especially after he personally led the team to attack the old Nongtou of Jinjidong in Qiongqi River a few years ago, the Yang family has already No more threats.

Lang Son has also entered a rare period of stability, without constant battles and wars. After all, it should have been five years since there was a war.

Since he beheaded Lao Nong's head with a single knife and brought it back to his brother, he has never fought again.

He is also over sixty years old, with gray temples and a fatter waist. He used to ride and shoot non-stop, accompanied by long swords and strong bows, and gradually became accompanied by beautiful women and spirits.

The iron armor on his body didn't fit well, and he couldn't breathe because of the armor.

After this battle, maybe I shouldn't play with bow and horse anymore.

While thinking, he insisted on rushing forward, no matter what, we should wait until the battle is over.

This is the first battle, I must win!

He opened his mouth and roared again.

Suddenly an arrow flew in, shot in from his open mouth, and came out through his brain.

Yang Jichu's body continued to run a few steps forward, but the running became slower and slower, and finally he fell to the ground.

The cry never came and made a sound.

far away.

Qin Yong immediately put away his iron tire bow, curled his lips in disdain, "That's it? It's nothing. Even at an age, he still dares to overpower our army and seek death!"

Five hundred warriors and vassals of the Qin family burst into roars one after another.

"Mighty, mighty, mighty!"

(end of this chapter)

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