After all, Huang Wei and Zhao Ping are not on the same level. He underestimates Zhao Ping.
Zhao Ping would never allow his subordinates to do this. After all, they were the upright Song Dynasty official army and an invincible security group.
Although Huang Zhizhao collected a lot of protection fees, he still protected the villagers and built a mountain village anyway.
In other words, Huang Zhizhao has both merits and demerits, but overall his merits outweigh his faults.
His contribution cannot be erased. Zhao Ping must not let the villagers feel cold, let alone let the villagers look down upon him.
Therefore, Zhao Ping would rather attack the Shanzhai Yamen openly and win over Huang Zhizhao and others, and at the same time let the villagers see the strength of the security team.
If you didn't even attack the mountain stronghold, how can you say you defeated the barbarians?
Huang Wei was startled at first, then laughed loudly, and said coldly: "Fire the arrow!"
Amidst the clanging sounds, Liu Xianhong and the others swung their swords in time and were not harmed.
But some people who rushed ahead were not so lucky. More than a dozen people were injured by arrows.
Liu Xianhong took out his loudspeaker and shouted: "Tornado Cannon!"
The common people didn't know what a cyclone cannon was. They only saw one person bringing a pedal device.
A security guard lit four thunderbolts on the other side of the pedal.
The instrument rotated faster and faster under the foot of a soldier.
In about ten breaths, Hong Tianlei flew out from this device.
Something is here, dark, somewhat like a gourd.
Huang Wei was guessing, but the soldiers who had seen it at the city gate shouted: "Firearms, bad!"
They were running around with pale faces. The leader of the village was injured by this thing and fell unconscious.
"Bang bang! Bang bang!" Hong Tianlei hit the yamen city wall and suddenly fell from the city wall.
"Boom, boom, boom!" As the flames flashed one after another, thick black smoke rushed towards Liu Xianhong.
Some people sneezed for a while, and the smell was a bit pungent.
When the villagers heard the sound of thunder, some were so frightened that they immediately covered their ears, some were so frightened that they covered their eyes, and some were so frightened that they squatted on the ground and shivered.
Some brave people looked up and saw that it was clearly sunny in the sky. Why did it suddenly thunder?
They couldn't help but look towards the place where the thunder struck. When they saw bursts of black smoke and the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke, they couldn't help but consult the soldiers of the security group next to them.
"It turns out that the lightning and thunder was made by the young man from the security team. Is he a god?" Peng Shoude couldn't help but ask the security team soldiers around him.
The soldiers of the security regiment proudly straightened their chests, bowed and bowed deeply in the direction of Jintang County, and said, "Of course Xiaolangjun is awesome. There is also the Erlang Temple in Jintang County, and there is a statue of Xiaolangjun inside."
I heard that there is a statue of Xiao Langjun in Jintang County, and some villagers who came from Jintang County couldn't help but salute in the direction of Jintang County.
"Unfortunately, these city walls and cliffs are too steep and high today. It seems that it is not easy to send the cyclone cannon up." Some security officers said cautiously.
Huang Wei saw the security team's tornado cannon hiding the thunderbolt only five feet away from him. He thought that the catapult was only averagely powerful, and the objects it threw were not much bigger than a fist.
He didn't recognize it as a cyclone cannon and thought it was a miniature catapult.
But this one is different from the traditional catapult. There is no huge wooden stick pulled by hand like before.
How are they launched? He had to observe carefully.
When he discovered that this device actually used the power of his feet instead of his arms, he couldn't help but be surprised.
The officers and soldiers of this so-called security regiment are so powerful that they are able to make ingenious equipment.
Unexpectedly, the black thing turned out to be lightning, thunder, and black smoke. It turned out to be thunder.
He was secretly glad that his father had built the city wall so high that even the catapults capable of launching thunderbolts from the army could do nothing.
But his smile soon disappeared because the officers and soldiers were debugging the catapult.
The officers and soldiers must not be allowed to use catapults. He picked up a three-stone bow, pointed the catapult, and shouted: "Fire arrows!"
The archers in the Shanzhai Yamen also knew not to be careless, so they opened their bows and nocked arrows, and shot at the catapult one after another.
Unexpectedly, the shot did not hit the wall. Liu Xianhong could not help frowning and said: "Try again!"
At this time, the enemy's arrows had been fired. He, Li Hanhe, Li Hanjiang and others waved their swords to protect the cyclone cannon.
Another soldier from the security group of the cyclone cannon did not dare to be careless. He carefully adjusted the cyclone cannon, lit it, and stepped on the pedal.
This time, the cyclone cannon adjusted the launch position of Hongtianlei to the best angle, and Hongtianlei flew directly towards the city wall.
Everyone stopped moving and looked at Hong Tianlei.
Seeing Hong Tianlei getting closer and closer to them, some timid villagers shouted "Oh my God", dropped their bows and arrows and ran in other directions.
I saw that Hongtian Lei was two feet taller than before, and was still three feet away from the wall. It collided with the city wall, fell down and exploded.
At this time, the villagers also realized that the lightning and thunder just now were caused by this thunder.
But the Thunderous Thunder is really powerful, and it needs to be called a cyclone cannon to send it to the top of the wall.
Huang Wei couldn't help laughing, he drew his bow and arrow again, and shouted: "Fire the arrow!"
Liu Xianhong hurriedly waved his swords with his men to intercept, looking at the two brothers Li Hanjiang.
Li Hanjiang and Li Hanhe looked at each other. This time, Li Hanjiang personally operated the pedal of the cyclone cannon, and Li Hanhe personally stepped forward to light the thunder.
The Hongtianlei kept spinning in the cyclone cannon, then left the trough and flew directly towards the wall stack.
Seeing that the whirlwind cannons failed to send Hongtian Lei in the previous two times, the villagers became too courageous.
They did not run away this time, but stared at Hong Tianlei while holding bows and arrows.
Four thunderbolts almost hit the wall. One of the thunderbolts exploded on the wall, seriously injuring one of the villagers on the spot and slightly injuring the other.
Unfortunately, the other three thunderbolts fell down just as they reached the wall stacks and exploded in mid-air.
This was already the best effect of the cyclone cannon, and Liu Xianhong couldn't help but frown.
Suddenly his eyes lit up and he said to Peng Shoude: "Old man, please find a dozen Eight Immortals tables and quilts."
Huang Wei was also shocked just now. This thunder was really powerful.
Fortunately, the remaining three thunderbolts did not climb over the wall and fell from the air, making him break out in a cold sweat.
He had already seen that two officers from the government and army were operating it, but his city wall was too high and built on a cliff, making the catapult very ineffective.
Seeing that the army no longer used catapults, he was finally relieved.
But the officers and soldiers also need to know how powerful this young village leader is. He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, shouting: "Fire the arrow!"
He had already seen that Liu Xianhong was the highest officer in this group, took a deep breath and aimed at him.
"Take, take, take!" This time Huang Wei used all his strength to shoot three arrows at Liu Xianhong.
This place is more conducive to archery than the Zhaimen. The height here is more than twice that of the Zhaimen, and Huang Wei is young and strong, so he is more powerful.
Liu Xianhong was directing, but he didn't expect that the other party would spare time to specifically target him.
Among the buzzing and harsh sounds, tinkling and clanging interspersed with it.
The buzzing sound is the sound of arrows, and the clanging sound is the sound of swords and arrows striking each other.
Liu Xianhong used all his strength and successfully shot down the first arrow, winning loud applause from everyone.
With the second arrow, he had exhausted all his strength and could barely turn, but he still changed the direction of the arrow.
The arrow grazed his forehead, landed on the ground, bounced out, and jumped twice, which showed the opponent's strength.
But at this time the third arrow had arrived, and Liu Xianhong had no time to swing his Hu-killing knife, so he had to use his horn to block it.
The arrow rang twice, penetrated one side of the speaker, and got stuck in the middle. What a danger!
The city walls and streets rang out with cheers, not only for those who parried, but also for those who shot the arrows.
But Liu Xianhong's face turned livid. He felt that he was in a desperate situation. He relied on the trumpet twice to escape the opponent's sure kill, and the two trumpets were scrapped.
"Leader Liu Ying, the Eight Immortals table is here." Peng Shoude, Lin Si, and Yin Meifu each carried an Eight Immortals table.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the Eight Immortals Table, and Liu Xianhong felt that his face was not so hot and uncomfortable.
The villagers' eyes were focused on the Eight Immortals Table, not knowing how to attack this copycat Yamen.
After all, the security team does not have siege equipment, how about stacking the Eight Immortals Table?
However, the three Eight Immortals tables stacked up are only one foot high, which is not as effective as the stairs.
When these villagers saw the three Eight Immortals tables, they couldn't help but talk about them.
No matter how hard they thought, they didn't think about how the security team would attack. This copycat Yamen was dangerous.
Liu Xianhong led three soldiers, resisted the Eight Immortals Table with quilts, and took the lead to rush out towards the steep stone steps.
Huang Wei couldn't help laughing when he saw that the other party did not use a ladder, but instead used the Eight Immortals Table.
When he smiled, his men laughed too, and they all imitated him and kept rubbing their bellies.
He laughed so much that he dropped the three-stone bow and kept rubbing his belly.
Officers and soldiers, don’t you think the gate of this copycat yamen is made of tofu?
Can the Eight Immortals Table also be opened by impact? That one is made of green steel wood, which is said to be as hard as steel.
He looked carefully at the Eight Immortals table. It was made of cypress wood at most. Although cypress wood was hard, its hardness was far from that of green steel wood.
Huang Wei and his men were originally afraid that the security team would use ladders to attack, but now they are finally relieved.
Are the officers and soldiers of the Security Corps made of tofu? He couldn't help but smile contemptuously.
Li Han Jianghe also followed Liu Xianhong's example and led three soldiers to resist the Eight Immortals Table and then charged forward.
But Li Hanhe did not resist the Eight Immortals Table. Instead, he asked two soldiers to resist the Eight Immortals Table and rush forward.
He himself was holding something like a quilt and hiding tightly behind the Eight Immortals table at the end.
When they were halfway up the stone steps, a village soldier shouted: "No, they have firearms!!!!"
This villager had experienced the gate of the cottage and knew that the other party had a firearm that could blow the gate into a hole.
Huang Wei shouted: "Chai Mu! Chai Mu!" After saying that, he raised the Chai Mu on the city wall and smashed it against the Eight Immortals Table.
His men were also anxious, and then raised the hammer and threw it hard towards the table on the stone steps below.
At this time, Wang Yunhua was directing, and his heart was lifted.
The distance from the city wall to the middle of the stone steps is about four to five feet.
Due to the weight of the hammer itself and the gravity of the fall, it is not known whether the Eight Immortals Table can withstand the impact of the hammer.
