The new flintlock musket has an improved barrel, but it is still not very accurate. It can deal with targets within ten steps, but beyond that, it depends on luck.
Yang Tong lost his left hand, and one hand could not help him cope with the recoil of the flintlock gun.
He fired twice at the stairs, hitting nothing.
The gangsters stood on the second floor and used short crossbows and fire guns to fight back. Yang Tong hid behind a large pillar and remained motionless. The pillar was hit with sawdust flying everywhere.
The Zhenfu soldiers were suppressed by the enemy and could not raise their heads.
The eunuch caught a glimpse of the iron hook on Yang Tong's left arm and said gloomily:
"It turns out he is a cripple! Liu Zhaosun has no one left? He sent you, a cripple, to die!"
Yang Tong's back was pressed against the pillar, blood stains oozing from his chainmail. He was panting and shouting to the people upstairs:
"Surrender! There are soldiers outside, you can't survive! Tell me where your accomplices are hiding, and I'll give you a break! I won't torture you!"
Just as the eunuch was about to speak, the fuse of the matchlock gun in his hand had burned out, and there was only a bang as the lead spurted out and shot at the soldiers downstairs.
The pillar shook slightly as if it had been hit by a hammer. Yang Tong was dizzy for a moment, and the flying wood chips sliced his face like sharp blades.
"You are a little late. Eunuch Zeng has already left the city. We can just play with you. Our family is not afraid of death, and these men are not afraid of death either. They all have a blood feud with Liu Zhaosun. Let's burn this place with a fire later. Qixing Tower! Burn Kaiyuan to the ground! Hahaha!"
Yang Tong rummaged all over his body, only to find a few pieces of caltrops and a short crossbow left on his body, which were of no use.
He was not good at close combat, and now he was alone. He was no match for the group of desperadoes in front of him.
Just as it was about to emerge, several more crossbow arrows were fired from this direction.
Just when I was desperate, I heard a bang at the door, and the door was knocked open from the outside.
A group of fully armored soldiers holding thick shields rushed into the Seven Star Tower like bison.
A flag captain stood at the door and looked around, holding a command flag and pointing to the second floor.
"Rush upstairs and kill them all!"
A steady stream of soldiers swarmed in from outside, and several Jurchen merchants fell at the door.
"set fire!"
Fanzi shouted hurriedly upstairs.
Someone took the tung oil that had been prepared from the house and splashed it frantically in the corridor, ignoring the rapidly approaching soldiers.
The Seven Star Tower was suddenly filled with the pungent smell of tung oil.
The flag captain shouted:
"Pikemen, enter!"
A group of soldiers holding spears climbed up the stairs in a fighting formation, leveled their spears, and after approaching the target, began to stab wildly.
Fanzi and the servants of Liao Town quickly waved their swords to block, and some brave men rushed up with Yanling knives to cut down the spearmen.
After killing several pikemen, they were quickly cut into pieces by the dense spearheads.
The people behind raised their short crossbows and shot at the Kaiyuan soldiers, but the crossbow arrows were blocked by the shields of the sword and shield soldiers.
The musketry soldiers who followed behind set up black musket tubes in the gaps between the round shields.
"Aim! Fire!"
The addition of Kaiyuan Fire Gun Soldier ended all suspense.
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Liu Zhaosun looked at the scattered corpses and was speechless for a long time.
The Seven-Star Tower is the lair where Dongchang fans are entrenched.
Twelve Dongchang fans, as well as five confidants sent by Zu Dashou, were all killed on the spot.
A servant of the ancestral family was led to kneel down in front of Marquis Pingliao.
"Where is your master?"
"Can you spare us from death if you tell me?"
Liu Zhaosun put the Yanling knife against the servant's head and asked again.
"Where is your master?"
"Escaped, towards Jinzhou."
"If you don't go back to Shanhaiguan, what are you going to do in Jinzhou?"
The head servant said with a playful smile:
"Can you spare us from death if you tell me?"
Zhang Chao punched Jia Ding in the heart. The man clutched his stomach and screamed, waving his hands and begging for mercy:
"I said they went to Jinzhou to take a boat and cross the sea to Shandong. They said they wanted it, but they wanted it."
The blade cut open the servant's cheek, and a little blood oozed out.
"Go to Wendeng to capture the women of Marquis Ping Liao and incite the soldiers to mutiny."
Liu Zhaosun's expression changed drastically.
"When did you leave?"
"Yesterday morning. This gentleman said that he could spare us..."
"cannot."
Yan Ling's sword slashed down suddenly.
Liu Zhaosun looked at Zhang Chao and said with murderous intent:
"Assemble the cavalry battalion and follow my officer in pursuit!"
Qiao Yiqi quickly advised:
"Marquis Ping Liao has just recovered from a serious illness. It is not suitable to work hard on the horse. The only ones who escaped are the remnants of Dongchang. There is no need to mobilize troops. Marquis Ping Liao, you still have to stay in Kaiyuan and don't move lightly."
Liu Zhaosun clenched his fists and paced back and forth among the corpses on the ground. He quickly calmed down and nodded to Qiao Yiqi.
"Qiao Jianjun is right, Kaiyuan is not peaceful yet, we can't focus on one thing and lose the other, Zhang Chao!"
Zhang Chao stepped forward immediately.
"You bring twenty guards, and be sure to capture Fanzi and Song Yingsheng! It's best to capture the ones alive. If you can't capture them alive, bring the bodies back! I'm going to skin them!"
Zhang Chao agreed and immediately took the people out.
Marquis Pingliao turned to look at Zhang Dong, who had a sinister look on his face, and ordered Zhang Mazi:
"Officer Zhang Ying, with my general's order, notify Cheng Liang, the second military camp officer, to lead the team in person and send elite troops to Jinzhou for reinforcements at night to prevent Zhang Chao from encountering Liao Town."
Zhang Dong took the badge and quickly turned around and went down.
After the arrangements were made, Marquis Pingliao looked at the bruised and bruised Zhenfu soldier in front of him. The accompanying military doctor examined Yang Tong's wounds. He found that there were five arrow wounds and eight knife wounds. They were not in critical positions and were not serious.
Seeing that the Zhenfu soldier's life was not in danger, Liu Zhaosun stared at the iron hook on his left arm and said with a smile:
"You can bravely break into the tiger's den with only one arm. You are worthy of me, a warrior from Kaiyuan. What is your name?"
"The villain's name is Yang Tong."
Deng Changxiong hurriedly stepped forward and whispered a few words to Marquis Pingliao.
"You are Yang Tong, the sharpshooter of the Second Army. In Hetuala, you shot twenty-seven Tatars by yourself."
Yang Tong quickly said modestly:
"It's just the blessing of Emperor Zhenwu and good luck."
Liu Zhaosun announced loudly in front of all the generals:
"Yang Tong!"
"exist!"
"From now on, you are appointed as the deputy battalion officer of the first battalion of Kaiyuan Town Fubing. You will lead three hundred town Fubing soldiers, assist Zhang Yingjun, and help me take good care of Kaiyuan!"
Yang Tong was so frightened that he took a step back, with a look of astonishment on his face, and everyone around him was also slightly commotion.
"General Liu, this villain only has one hand. He is just a soldier. He knows nothing and cannot be an officer."
Liu Zhaosun took a step forward and came to Yang Tong. The Zhenfu soldiers were a little at a loss.
Marquis Pingliao gently raised the cold and sharp iron hook.
"You can be a marksman, and you can also be a good battalion officer. With your right hand and this hook, you can do whatever you want. There are some things that the hook can do better than your hands, such as killing people."
When Ping Liaohou said this, he looked at Fanzi on the ground with his eyes gouged out.
"If there were more Zhenfu soldiers in Kaiyuan, so many people would not die. Next year, I will expand the Zhenfu soldiers to two thousand. Now is the time to hire people. Don't refuse. I tell you, Emperor Zhenwu He only has one hand, but he kills demons and protects the people of the world."
Yang Tong was so frightened that he took a step back, clasped his hands together, and recited "Don't blame the true god" to prevent Emperor Zhenwu from blaming him.
The sniper, who believed in Taoism, raised his head and looked at Pingliao Hou fearfully. This was the first time he saw Pingliao Hou in person.
Unexpectedly, Marquis Pingliao would say such treasonous words.
"Master Liu, may I ask where it was said that the True Martial God only has one hand?"
Emperor Zhenwu is one of the supreme gods of Taoism and the officially respected main god during the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.
From Zhu Yuanzhang to Zhu Di, everyone paid homage to this true god.
It is said that the success of Zhu Di's Jingnan battle was also due to Zhenwu Shen.
Later, Emperor Yongle built Wudang in Junzhou. One of the reasons was to fulfill Emperor Zhenwu's wish.
Liu Zhaosun calmly looked at the one-armed soldier in front of him and said solemnly:
"I said that Zhen Martial God has no left hand, because all the followers of Zhen Martial God are on his right side. His followers always hold his right hand. I have never heard anyone mention Zhen Martial God's left hand in the book, " The Tao Te Ching never mentioned it, Zhuangzi never mentioned it, the old Taoist priest in Yuzhen Palace in Wudang Mountain didn't mention it, and even the god Zhang Sanfeng didn't mention it. Therefore, the Zhenwu God has only one hand."
After listening to these words attentively, Yang Tong looked up at the bustling Kaiyuan City and the earnest eyes of Marquis Pingliao.
Finally, Yang Tong smiled slightly and told Marquis Ping Liao that since Zhenwu Shen could kill demons and eliminate demons with one hand, he could also use one hand to guard Kaiyuan and contribute to Marquis Ping Liao.
Liu Zhaosun patted his shoulder and helped Yang Tong out of the bloody Qixing Tower.
The two of them were walking and chatting, and Yang Tong asked about the female worker who, like him, was the first to discover Fanzi.
Liu Zhaosun thought that Yang Tong was a hero and cherished heroes. He recalled it and said to him:
"She came from Shandong after the Wenxiang Sect was pacified last time. She has the same surname as me, Liu... Instructor Sen, what is her name?"
Dongguan Zai hurriedly stepped forward and said respectfully:
"Sir, that woman's name is Liu Yue'er, she is a character like Hua Mulan!"
Liu Zhaosun nodded slightly.
"Okay, your training team should publicize this Liu Yue'er well so that the people of Kaiyuan know that women can catch spies! They can too! In the future, the main defense against spies will have to rely on the people of Kaiyuan."
Liu Zhaosun instantly thought of the Chaoyang masses.
Yang Tong's heart beat violently.
The area around the Seven Star Tower was crowded with people who came to watch the excitement.
The bodies of Dongchang Fanzi and Liaozhen's servant were carried out and placed on the street.
A dozen prisoners who had been captured alive knelt on the ground.
Senti held up a large paper loudspeaker and shouted to the people:
"Fellows and fellows, Kaiyuan has made such great contributions to the imperial court. He helped the imperial court defeat Jiannu, helped the imperial court pacify the White Lotus Sect, and helped the imperial court save tens of thousands of refugees. How did the imperial court treat us, Kaiyuan?"
"Look! This is how the imperial court repays us!!"
Senti pointed at a group of captured fans and servants, and then at the corpses of the common people that were carried out. He was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, and he could not speak for a long time.
Kaiyuan generals were all furious, especially the civil affairs officials. A few days ago, one of their colleagues was assassinated by Dongchang fanzi.
If Marquis Ping Liao hadn't been present, these people would have pounced on them immediately and bit these fans alive.
"The imperial court was suspicious of us and sent Dongchang people to sneak into Kaiyuan and falsely accuse Ping Liaohou of rebelling. They couldn't find any evidence, so they killed people and set fire to Kaiyuan. You have all seen it in the past few days. All the soldiers and civilian merchants who died in the city were them. Kill them! They also colluded with Liao Town, that Zu Dashou! They wanted to assassinate the Marquis of Ping Liao and rob us of Kaiyuan!"
"They want to kill Marquis Ping Liao, rob all our shops, and sell us into the customs as slaves!"
At the end of Senti's words, he suddenly stopped. Thousands of pairs of eyes around him were staring with anger, and the burning anger was about to burn the instructor to death.
He took a breath and shouted hysterically:
"Shall we agree?"
"No!"
The people of Kaiyuan roared with tsunami.
Liu Zhaosun came out quickly, glared at Senti, and waved his hand to signal the people to be quiet.
"Everyone, if the imperial court wants to arrest me, let them arrest me. The worst they can do is to arrest me and send me to prison. I am innocent and I am not afraid of entering Dongchang! I just want Kaiyuan not to be implicated and everyone not implicated."
At this time, someone among the people took the lead in shouting.
"Protect Ping Liaohou and rebel against his mother's court!"
"Rebellion against the imperial court!"
The crowd was furious.
Liu Zhaosun looked back at Senti and smiled with satisfaction.
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