All the soldiers and servants stepped forward to stop the big man in the black tower. Lin Yu's two hammers whirred like fans. More than ten people's heads had been smashed to pieces.
A group of archers guarded the execution platform and shot with heavy bows.
Lin Yuwan stamped his feet on the ground and let out a roar that shook the sky. He grabbed the coffin holding the condemned prisoners next to the execution ground and rushed forward with the black coffin on his head.
"kill!"
"Hold him off! Don't let him come forward!"
Song Yingsheng had long heard that there was a tall guard in the Kaiyuan Central Army Guards. He was usually taciturn, but he could carry a cauldron and was one of the best warriors under Liu Zhaosun. When Song Yingsheng was in Kaiyuan, he only worked in civil affairs and rarely had the opportunity to see Liu Zhao and Sun Weibing. He didn't believe that there were people in this world who were so powerful, but he thought that he would meet him here today.
The coffin was shot like a hedgehog by dense clusters of arrows, and the corpse lying inside was also pierced by heavy arrows. Several heavy arrows hit Lin Yu's iron-armed hands, splashing sparks.
Lin Yu couldn't bear the pain. He was only ten steps away from the archer. He roared, ignoring the arrow clusters flying towards him, and used all his strength to hit the opposite direction.
The gloomy coffin was thrown out like a cannonball, hitting the crowd hard, and screams of crying fathers and mothers suddenly sounded from the opposite side.
Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the archers who were lucky to be alive dropped their bows one after another, and fled in both directions without caring about Lord Song behind them.
Song Yingsheng's soldiers looked timidly at the terrifying beast in front of them, and they all shouted and dragged Song Yingsheng back.
The surrounding soldiers were so frightened by this powerful aura that they forgot to attack for a moment. Wu Xiang and Yang Qilong were from military backgrounds and loudly ordered the servants to continue shooting arrows.
Song Yingsheng shouted loudly:
"Don't leave the original thief, kill them all!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whooshing sound, and a soldier next to him was hit by an arrow in the throat and fell to the ground.
When Lin Yu looked back, Jin Yinghe stood at the highest point of the execution ground, took out a big arrow, and calmly shot at the prison officer.
Song Yingsheng and others did not dare to stay. Surrounded by his own soldiers, they retreated towards the city wall without touching their feet.
Lin Yu picked up a round shield on the ground, protected himself and dodged to both sides, then hurled the hammer at the archer in front of him.
When he looked up again, the four supervisors, surrounded by servants, had climbed onto the tower next to the school grounds.
Lin Yu was still chasing after him, but suddenly hundreds or even thousands of Denglai warriors suddenly emerged from behind the barbican. They were all covered in armor and holding long guns, and they were approaching the execution ground step by step.
Knowing that he was no match, Lin Yu quickly turned around and returned to rescue the prisoners on the high platform.
At some point, Jin Yuji and her child had disappeared, and everyone else had also disappeared. Only a dozen large bare pillars were left on the high platform.
Lin Yu is still looking around.
Suddenly, a spear sneaked up from an angle, grazing Lin Yu's chainmail and stabbing his ribs. Lin Yu yelled, dodged the gun tip, grabbed the gun body, and yanked the spearman away. In front of you.
"Go to hell!"
He directly lifted the soldier above his head and threw it towards the execution ground as hard as throwing a stone.
With a clicking sound, the spearman hit the pillar hard, breaking the wooden stake as thick as the mouth of a bowl.
Lin Yu jumped onto the high platform, held the wooden stick more than a foot long, and swiped at the crowd around him.
There was another scream of ghosts crying and wolves howling all around.
The wooden sticks are strong and heavy, and if they hit each other, they will either die or be injured.
Ming troops from far and near noticed this giant beast, and they gathered around and threw waves of flying axes and iron bones from a dozen steps away.
"Kill him! Kill him!"
Lin Yu was struck repeatedly by axes on his chest and back, with blood splattering all over his body, and he kept swinging the wooden stick in his arms.
Han Chao protected Mr. Yang all the way east, and they avoided the Japanese troops who were checking along the way.
Xu Guangqi was riding on a mule, sighing and thinking deeply.
Zuo Guangdou's crazy daughter is sometimes sober and sometimes crazy. Yang Hao wants to talk to him about Zuo Guangdou's deeds, but Zuo Miaoqing answers the question inappropriately.
Han Chao led the mule to the front. If he wasn't careful, Zuo Miaoqing would wander around on his own.
Han Chao had a gloomy face. He was loyal to Yang Hao, but he felt a little embarrassed when he thought of the contemptuous look that the Kaiyuan guard named Wu gave him when he left yesterday.
Moreover, I don’t know where Wei Chao has gone now.
They planned to go to sea from Mazi Port in Weihai, and it would only take two days with favorable winds to reach Changsheng Island in Lushun. Once in southern Liaoning, they would have a glimmer of hope.
The group of people pretended to be merchants, giving people a feeling of chaos everywhere. Groups of horse soldiers ran towards Wendeng County, and they knew that something big happened there without asking.
It seems that Pei Dahu and the others caused quite a stir in Wendeng. Perhaps the escaped Kaiyuan soldiers were hiding in Wendeng County, and the cavalry soldiers were eager to rush over to snatch their heads.
Some people are fighting desperately, while others are busy running for their lives.
Xu Guangqi continued to sigh while riding on the mule:
"Hey, I'm afraid the priest of Jinni Pavilion will never come back! Hey! The missionary work of the Ming Dynasty will be interrupted from now on."
Yang Hao had never liked this fellow Jinshi who believed in religion, and he and Xu Guangqi were not on the same path.
It would be too naive to expect that the Red Hair Cult and the Red Cannon can save the Ming Dynasty.
However, Xu Guangqi has always been so naive.
Xu Guangqi also despised Yang Hao. It was widely rumored in the capital that Yang Hao got the position of Liaodong manager precisely because he got concubine Wan Guifei.
I thought I would become famous in the Battle of Salhu, but I never thought I would almost lose my life.
"Yang Jinglue went to Liaodong and took refuge with the Marquis of Pingliao. His future is bound to be limitless!"
"Haha, this old man has long downplayed his official career. He is just a young hero named Ping Liaohou. I am afraid that he will be deceived by traitors."
After Yang Hao said this, he looked at Xu Guangqi and sneered:
"I am useless. I was lucky that I was not executed by the court after the disastrous defeat of Saarhu. Now I have no pursuit of fame and fortune. But Mr. Xu Ge and Marquis Pingliao are now surrounded by Qiao Yiqi and Kang Ying doing these stinky fishes. Rotten shrimp, Wang Huazhen, who has recently taken refuge in Kaiyuan, can be regarded as a junior in front of Elder Ge. As soon as Elder Xu Ge went to Kaiyuan, he was like a fish in water. He was just in time to show his ambitions and tell Marquis Ping Liao about your method of transforming firearms. ·····”
Xu Guangqi smiled at Yang Hao and said:
"I heard that Yang Jinglue spent eight years on the coastal defense road in Denglai, Shandong before he visited Liaodong. No wonder he is so familiar with the mountains and scenery. He is really familiar with the roads. Perhaps he has learned the true military skills of Sarhu and Liao Town, unlike Liu Zhao and Sun guards. In a battle between trapped beasts, if I can escape here safely, I have to thank Yang Jinglue."
Yang Hao had long heard that Xu Guangqi was venomous and tongue-in-cheek. Although the two of them had little interaction, he had never had a good impression of this person.
"Mr. Xu Ge was joking. When it comes to military strategy, I am certainly not as good as Mr. Two extra taels of silver, and a lot of money to buy a giant cannon from Macau, I wonder where the money was spent in the end?"
Han Chao had a gloomy face and rode ahead, listening to the two old men chattering endlessly.
"Yang Jinglue kept saying that he wanted to help Ping Liao Hou, but why didn't he even send two of his servants to Wendeng? I am far away in Tianjin. I also know from the storyteller that Ping Liao Hou has a deep love for the North Korean beauty and his wife, and they raised the case together. I'm afraid you are so unwilling to save your daughter because you want to secure your daughter's position as the head wife! The servant of Yang Jinglue's house is the strong man of Wei. He still has a sense of courtesy, justice and shame, but this master is worse than a slave. It is really puzzling. "
Yang Hao was not angry after hearing this. He just stroked his beard, shook his head and said with a smile:
"The success or failure of the Battle of Saarhu will be judged by future generations. It is not for you and me to comment. By the way, which storytelling book says that Liu Zhaosun and Jin Yuji were deeply in love?"
Xu Guangqi snorted, and seeing that Yang Hao asked questions knowingly, he could only say coldly:
""General Xuanwu Battles Bagala", Yang Jinglue naturally disdains these lowly things. You have been working as a coastal defense officer in Tianjin Guards for the past two years, and you have interacted with high-ranking officials. Is it natural that you have never heard of storytelling?"
Yang Hao burst out laughing. This piece of storytelling was very popular in Tianjin Wei back then. It was so hard to get a ticket that all the storytellers in the teahouse became hoarse. Although he didn't understand the humor of these hooks and tiles, he was forced to listen to them dozens of times when socializing with various people in Tianjin Wei. He was familiar with the plot of Liu Zhaosun's battle with Bagala. When the storyteller finally spoke, he knew that his son-in-law Today I am wearing chainmail and riding a black-collared snow horse.
"This is how Mr. Xu Ge judged a gentleman with a villain's heart. Shandong is not as monolithic as Tianjin Wei. Shandong's two states, five prefectures and seventeen counties are a mixed bag of fish and dragons. They rushed to Wendeng rashly and didn't even know how they died. of."
"Then you will die without saving anything?"
Yang Hao turned his head to one side, slowed down his horse, and stopped talking.
The group walked a few miles further north and could already see Weihaiwei Baichi Station, not far from Yingzui Port.
The official road was sparsely populated, and the large group of people running towards Wendeng could no longer be seen.
Suddenly, the rapid sound of horse hooves came from behind, and there was a thump on the official road, like a muffled thunder.
Everyone turned around quickly and saw a horse running towards them from a distance.
Han Chao stepped forward quickly, took out a short flint gun from his arms, stood in front of Yang Hao, Xu Guangqi, and Zuo Miaoqing, and watched the intruders warily.
Yang Hao and Xu Guangqi were both frightened. If the Dongchang fans came after them, they might not be able to escape.
"Mr. Xu Ge, who can save the world? We will compete with each other when we return to Liaodong. We will talk about escaping for now."
Xu Guangqi had a sullen face and said nothing. He held a waist knife tightly in his robe with his skinny old hands.
A moment later, Wei Zhao appeared in everyone's sight on horseback.
The three of them all sighed, and Yang Hao muttered in a low voice:
"Finally home."
The leader of the servants quickly rode up to the crowd, turned over and dismounted, and ran straight to Yang Hao, regardless of wiping the sweat on his forehead, and stood in front of the mule under Yang Jinglue's crotch.
Yang Hao held the reins with one hand, leaned over slightly, and listened intently to the report from the head servant.
After Wei Zhao finished speaking, he nodded slightly and said hesitantly:
"Are you sure it's a daughter?"
"Master! It's absolutely true! The younger one pretended to be Tang Ma from the Ministry of War, and under the pretext of surveying the military merits, he inquired all the way. The defenders at the four gates of Wendeng County all said that she gave birth to a daughter."
"good."
A proud smile appeared on Yang Hao's old face, which looked like withered tree bark. He reached out and patted Wei Zhao on the shoulder and encouraged him. Finally, with the help of the head of the housekeeper, he carefully climbed down from the mule.
"In that case, I will save her life."
"Did you see Tongtian Liang when you went to Qixing Mountain? What did he say?"
Wei Zhao quickly looked around, and Xu Guangqi saw that the master and the servant were sneaking around. He knew that both of them were full of evil. Of course, a gentleman like him would disdain to associate with these two villains.
Xu Guangqi turned his head to the side and stared at the crazy girl in a daze.
Wei Zhao couldn't hide the joy on his face, smiled and said to Yang Jinglue:
"The cabinet said that he remembered how kind the master was to him. Since it is Marquis Pingliao's favor, he will definitely help."
~~~~~~~~~
On that day, Pei Dahu led four people, Jin Yinghe, Wu Xiao, Shen Lian, and Zhao Yuan, to break through the tight siege of the campus.
Together with the Korean soldiers, Kaiyuan soldiers and shops, they coerced some of the surrendered Kaiyuan soldiers. There were more than 200 of them, divided into four groups, and fled through the doors in the east, west, south and north directions of Wendeng.
Jin Yinghe and Shen Lian protected Jin Yuji and her daughter to break through to the north gate. The other three routes were all suspicious soldiers, just to attract the pursuers.
The guards at the north gate were all former Kaiyuan warriors. When they saw Pei Dahu and others rushing towards them, they all moved out of the way and did not fight forcefully.
"God, your Son Jesus Christ, grant that through the intercession of the Virgin Mary, we may share in the joy of eternal life. Forgive these crazy pagans, Amen!"
Wendeng North Gate Wengcheng, missionary Jin Nige muttered something in his mouth, raised his flintlock gun and shot at a Ming army servant who was chasing behind him.
boom!
Yang Qilong's servant leader fell down at the sound.
Looking at the fallen Ming army corpses behind him, the missionary crossed himself on his chest.
"May God bless the Ming Dynasty."
