Yan Siqi and less than ten people escaped from the range of the fire cannon and fled all the way back to Shizhai.
"Send the order and stop shooting." Zheng Tie ordered.
The bombardment of the four-pounder artillery stopped, and the firecrackers and tiger squatting artillery stopped firing when there was no one from Shizhai standing within a hundred steps directly in front.
All the walls of the ten villages were blown apart by artillery fire, and several houses close to the walls were not spared and became victims of the shelling.
Zheng Tie turned his head and said to Yan Weixin: "I don't want to bother you two masters. Please do some hard work, Commander Yan, and go to the Tenth Village to recruit them again. Not all of the Tenth Village are Yan Siqi's men, and there are still many for him." Han Chinese who farm the land.”
"Old Zheng, you have to squeeze out the urine when you catch a toad. You can't just use me as a messenger. You saw what happened just now. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I would have turned into Yan Siqi by now. The ghost is dead." Yan Weixin rolled her eyes at Zheng Tie.
However, he still walked to Shizhai with the tin trumpet.
Zheng Tie, who was standing behind, said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll treat you to a drink after everything is done. We can take care of the sorghum brewed by Tiger Character Banner."
Yan Weixin waved his hand to Zheng Tie without looking back, and walked towards Shizhai step by step.
The ten villages that suffered shelling suffered many casualties.
After the shelling stopped, the injured were carried to a safe place. However, there was no doctor in Shizhai to see a doctor, so the injured could only hold on by themselves. Whether they lived or died depended on God's will.
Since the people of the Tiger Character Banner were still outside the village and did not retreat, the bodies of those who died under the cannons were left in place, and no one went to clean them up.
After Yan Siqi escaped back, he hid behind a section of the village wall that was still intact, breathing heavily. His sword was also thrown away on the way back.
The few people who escaped with him were no better than him. Their weapons were all gone, and they all sat on the ground without any image.
"Master Yan, I know you have escaped, why don't you come out and see me." Yan Weixin's words were transmitted into the village through the tin speaker.
Many people in the Ten Villages looked at Yan Siqi who was hiding behind the village wall.
Yan Siqi, who was hiding behind the wall, did not even move or respond to the shouts from outside. He just sat still with his back against the wall.
After a while, Yan Weixin outside the village did not wait for Yan Siqi's response, and continued to shout: "Since Master Yan doesn't want to come out, I won't force him, but brothers in the ten villages, you are also Han, there is no need for siblings Xiangcan, if anyone is willing to join our Tiger-Character Banner, I welcome it with both hands. You may wish to consider whether to stay in Shizhai and fight our Tiger-Character Banner to the end, or to join our Tiger-Character Banner and start a new life."
Many people in the Tenth Village were a little moved when they heard this. However, Yan Siqi and his men were blocking the village gate, making it difficult for them to go out to find the people with the Tiger Flag to surrender.
Except for Yan Siqi and the armed men he raised, most of the people in the Ten Villages were ordinary people. They only did some work of cultivating fields on the island, begging for a bite of food from Yan Siqi, and interacting with the people who farmed in the Ming Dynasty. No different.
"Archer, shoot him to death for me." Yan Siqi shouted.
Before being bombarded, these archers from the Ten Villages were all on the wall, and they were also the first to be bombarded. They suffered heavy casualties. Only three of them survived, one of whom was seriously injured. The other two were lucky and were not hurt by the shelling. A bow was lost.
Whether the seriously injured archers could survive was a question. Naturally, they could not draw their bows and shoot arrows, so the two uninjured archers stood up with bows and arrows.
Although many archers died under the bombardment, the long bows were not damaged much. The archer who lost his long bow picked up someone else's long bow and used it.
Two archers stood behind the damaged wall and glanced outside. One of them turned back to Yan Siqi and said, "Master, the other party is too far away and our arrows cannot hit him."
"Shoot him to death, shoot him to death." Yan Siqi shouted almost frantically.
When the two archers saw this, they didn't dare to say anything. They just tried their best to aim their arrows at the man holding an iron trumpet a hundred steps away. Harmonious
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two men loosened their fingers, and two arrows shot out.
Unfortunately, the distance was too far, and before it could hit anyone, the arrow fell to the ground due to weakness.
Yan Wei was startled by the two sudden arrows. His body tensed up and he almost threw away the tin speaker in his hand. Only when he saw the arrows falling to the ground far away did he relax.
Yan Siqi, who was leaning against the wall of the village, looked at the two archers and asked, "Have they been shot to death?"
One of the archers hesitated for a moment and then said: "The bow string is not strong enough and the arrow cannot shoot that far."
"Trash, they are all trash. Since you know that bows and arrows can't shoot, why don't you get closer and shoot? Do you still need me to teach you such a simple thing?" Yan Siqi cursed.
The two archers lowered their heads.
When Yan Siqi saw this, he cursed again: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you go and shoot the man outside?"
"Yes." The two archers agreed in unison and rushed out of the stronghold.
At this time, there are village gates everywhere in the ten villages, and you can walk out of the village at any damaged wall.
At this time, Yan Weixin had already retreated towards the Tiger Flag camp.
The two archers chased for a few steps, but when they saw that they couldn't catch up, they had to stop and start to return to the village.
Just as the two men were about to reach a damaged wall, the sound of bombardment suddenly came from their ears.
The two men who had been shelled once knew the power of the four-pounder cannon and did not dare to delay. With a strong jump, they jumped into the stockade from the damaged part of the stockade wall and crouched behind the stockade wall.
Although the village wall cannot stop the cannons, it can give them a sense of security in death.
The cannonballs fell from the sky and smashed into the village. Some of the walls of the village were shattered by the cannonballs, and wood stubble flew everywhere.
The two archers were lying behind a wall, not daring to move, their bodies trembling slightly.
Under the bombardment of the tiger-shaped flag, the ten villages had no power to fight back and could only passively bear the bombardment. The people in the village were completely in chaos.
The shelling lasted for about half a quarter of an hour before stopping.
This time the bombardment was still near the walls of the tenth village.
"The boss is dead, the boss is dead, the boss is dead."
Suddenly someone shouted loudly in the village.
The two archers hiding behind the wall were lucky enough not to be hit by the cannons. When they heard the news that Yan Siqi was dead, they subconsciously looked in the direction of the wall where Yan Siqi was hiding.
Only then did we realize that only a section of the wall where Yan Siqi was hiding was connected to the ground, and there was a body lying face down on the ground beside it.
The two people noticed that the clothes on the body were exactly the ones Yan Siqi had been wearing.
