Xing Honglang and Zao Ying, with fifty cavalry, galloped eastward.
If she wants to find people to start work on the dock, it is of course best to return to her hometown first. She has a sufficient mass base in her hometown and can respond to a hundred calls. It is not difficult to get some workers to help build the dock stockade.
And her hometown is not far away, just ten miles east of Gudu Wharf. Riding a horse, she can arrive there in a matter of minutes.
"After passing the Sushui River in front, we will see Sunjiazhuang." Xing Honglang smiled: "My surname is Xing, but I grew up in Sunjiazhuang. There are no relatives of mine in the village anymore, only some old neighbors."
Zaoying was surprised: "Why?"
Xing Honglang: "Because I am the daughter of a private salt dealer. My father is also a private salt dealer who travels all over the country. He met my mother in Sunjiazhuang, but he did not stay for my mother and continued to travel around. I ran around until I grew up and my mother died of illness, and then he took me to his side and took me with him to continue selling illicit salt."
Zao Ying smiled: "I see, he's almost the same as me, hahaha, I'm also a horse thief from my ancestors."
The two laughed together.
At this time, Sunjiazhuang could be seen ahead, but at a glance, Xing Honglang's face darkened. Sunjiazhuang had obviously experienced a disaster. The fences and walls of the village were crooked, several huts were burned, and there were visible signs on the walls. to the knife marks.
She quickly grabbed the horse's belly and rushed into the village as fast as she could.
There were several corpses lying in the village, and the blood stains had not yet dried. It seemed that the perpetrators had not left for long.
Zao Ying felt that Xing Honglang's mood was not right, and quickly lowered her voice: "Xing Da is in charge, Jie. "Don't worry, although this scene is sad, I won't be too concerned about it. "Xing Honglang's expression is not good-looking, but her mood is relatively stable. After all, she has been in the world for many years and has seen countless casualties.
Salt sellers have died a lot, and it's not like they would go crazy after seeing a few of their neighbors die.
The more times like this, the clearer her mind became. She quickly walked around the village and said: "There are more than a hundred people in the village, but there are less than ten corpses, which means that most of the villagers have evacuated... ....
When Zao Ying heard this, she immediately waved to her men: "Spread out and look for clues."
Horse thieves are all good at tracking. After a while, one of his subordinates reported: "The people in the village went north, and the bandits also chased them north."
Xing Honglang frowned slightly: "Bei? I know! Pujiu Temple! They fled to Pujiu Temple."
Zao Ying summoned a subordinate and ordered: "Hurry back to the dock, bring our main force, and go directly to Pujiu Temple to meet up."
The man clasped his fists and galloped toward the dock.
Xing Honglang and Zao Ying led the remaining forty-nine cavalry and rushed towards Pujiu Temple...
Pujiu Temple is located not far to the west of Yongji. It was built in the Tang Dynasty. It has red walls and black tiles, and is majestic and solemn.
The terrain here is high and open, with a wide field of vision. It faces north and south, and is condescending.
It's a good place that's easy to defend but hard to attack.
At this time, the Pujiu Temple was crowded with ordinary people, villagers who had fled from the surrounding villages.
The old, weak, women and children were trembling in the corners, while the young and strong men took up arms and guarded various walls of the temple. The monks in the temple were not easy to mess with. They picked up their whistle sticks and defended together with the common people.
Outside the temple, an army of more than a thousand bandits was climbing the slope outside the temple. The villagers in the temple immediately shot down with hunting bows. The pot lids, shields and spears raised by the bandits stopped writing. ring.
But it was obvious that it was difficult for the villagers' hunting bows to stop the rogues.
At this time, the rogue bandits had mixed with the border troops, guardsmen, and postmen, and their combat effectiveness had been greatly improved. Although they could not defeat the Ming army, they could easily deal with ordinary villagers.
They didn't pay any attention to the sparse rain of arrows from the villagers, and easily climbed up the slope and came to the foot of the temple wall.
The bamboo spears on the top of the wall were stabbed down, and the bandits below also stabbed them back with bamboo spears. It was true that the villagers could not take advantage. Instead, several people were stabbed by the bandits and fell back into the temple.
A gangster easily climbed over the red wall of the temple, but before he could stand firm, he saw a monk rushing over with a whistle stick. The gangster swung his knife over, and the monk turned the whistle stick in his hand, and his stick skills were amazing. Very impressive, a series of hits hit the gangster.
The gangster screamed a few times and fell down.
The villagers nearby rushed forward and hit the gangster on the head with a hoe, causing his brains to burst.
The stick monk shook his head: "Ami steals the Buddha! He is good at killing and killing! The poor monk uses a stick instead of a knife and a gun just to avoid killing. You help the poor monk kill without blinking an eye. This should not be considered as a violation of the precepts by the poor monk." Bar?"
Although this stick monk is powerful, he alone can't make much difference. The walls of the temple are in danger, and there are bandits everywhere who are about to break in.
It seems I can no longer hold on...
The stick monk couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Ami stole the Buddha! Shanzhai Shanzhai! I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this disaster.
At this moment, the hunter who was shooting arrows on the roof of the temple suddenly shouted: "The cavalry is coming to help us. They are killing the bandits. Everyone, hold on, the cavalry is coming to save us."
There are still people looking into the distance in the temple, so quickly look out...
really!
Behind the rogues, a cavalry team came. There were not many, only about fifty cavalry, but these fifty cavalry were very fierce. They actually dared to charge at the rogues, who numbered a thousand people. They were so powerful and majestic. .
The common people in the temple suddenly became more morale: "Everyone, hold on!"
Xing Honglang and Zaoying are here!
As soon as he came, he rushed directly to the bandits without saying anything.
This is not random.
The rogue bandits are attacking Pujiu Temple. All the elite bandits have already attacked the temple wall, and behind them is the thief chief's formation. There is only the thief chief and a group of close bandits. There are not many people. This is an assault. A good opportunity for the thief chief.
So without saying anything, Zaoying led the troops directly: "Cavalry, charge!"
As soon as she rushed, the thief chief was confused.
This thief chief's name is "Xiao Zhang Bao", and he is the adopted son of Zhang Fei, the captain of the fifth team under Bu Zhan Ni. He has been here since the last time he followed his adopted father at Gudu Wharf and was bombarded by Xing Honglang to retreat. Robbery nearby.
This guy was enjoying himself behind the formation watching his men attack the temple, when he didn't expect a group of cavalry to come out from behind.
In a hurry, Xiao Zhang Bao grabbed a spear, led dozens of subordinates, and turned around to meet the enemy.
The war horse was very fast, and it arrived at the right time. In an instant, it was in front of Xiao Zhangbao. Zao Ying raised her hand and stabbed a tough bandit to death with a pop of her gun. Moreover, the spear was extremely flexible, she could draw it away and swing it again with one click. He picked up a gun and pointed it at Xiao Zhang Bao's forehead.
Xiao Zhangbao was startled. Facing the war horse, he was a little confused and didn't know how to fight. He rolled over and rolled to the side, narrowly dodging Zao Ying's shot.
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