The garrison's bows and arrows seemed to be endless, dense and continuous. On the contrary, Chu Qing did not bring too many crossbows.
But Chu Qing couldn't give orders to the old man on the house.
He was a little afraid that if the gunpowder arrows shot into the Zhizhou Mansion, they would accidentally hurt the troops in the garrison camp.
Chu Qing is really not a general suitable for commanding troops, and he is not even qualified to be a small flagman.
The old men hiding behind the giant shield seemed very bored. They all looked at Chu Qing, waiting for Chu Qing's order, and then swarmed up with their shields on their shoulders to kill those guys who were delaying their money making.
But Chu Qing still couldn't give the order.
A general who carries a shield alone and risks thousands of arrows piercing his heart to save a baby. A group of soldiers who heard the cry of a baby and thought about sheathing their arrows and dropping their bows should not be killed by themselves, but what is even more undeserving is that for That Di Qinhu who died ten thousand times worked hard!
"Master, don't delay." Fu San looked at Chu Qing and shook his head slightly: "Don't delay. They are all good men worthy of admiration. But being kind to the enemy is cruel to one's own people."
"Third brother, you will be the king of golden sentences in Zhongzhou from now on!" Chu Qing raised his arm and looked at his old cousin who was dozing on the roof. Just as he was about to shout, there was a "boom" that startled everyone.
It was a gunpowder arrow, and it was also a gunpowder arrow shot into the Zhizhou Mansion, but it was not shot by the old man from Hucheng on the roof, but from the right side of the Zhizhou Mansion.
Just as Chu Qing expected, the fearless troops in the garrison camp lost their souls. There was a sudden loud noise and air waves, which immediately overturned many people. Everyone suffered from tinnitus, headache, brain congestion, and kidney deficiency. , incontinence of urination, green head and other related symptoms.
Gunpowder arrows are not shot, they are thrown after being lit. Brother Dajun throws them out.
The formation was in chaos, and many soldiers in the garrison camp lost their weapons. Brother Dajun took the lead, like a magic weapon descending from the sky. He jumped up high with his feet in the stirrups, and smashed a giant shield with the Mo Dao in his hand from top to bottom. , happened to fall into the enemy's formation, and then faced the enemy with the back of the sword, Mo Dao swept out with the force of wind and thunder.
Several soldiers flew upside down, and the army brother who fell into the enemy's formation was holding a Mo Dao. Although the sword was facing the enemy with its back, it carried unparalleled power. The shield was shattered and the people flew away. The body was wrapped in pitch black armor, and the Mo Dao danced out of the afterimage. , like a god of death, he knocked countless troops to pieces.
Everything happened in a flash of lightning, and another group of Lake City old men came out from the side, many of them carrying wooden sticks.
When the old man from Hucheng defected to Chu Qing, he brought a lot of money with him. There were a few who were quite shameless and brought home-made longbows, but there were only a handful of them, so the weapons were not enough.
This was after Chen Yan led his men to join Shang Yundao Zhou Division and shamelessly stole a lot of weapons, otherwise more than half of the old men would not have weapons.
The fighting style of those Lake City veterans was rough, brutal, and direct.
Knocking people down with one arm, riding on them was a tortoise punch.
A stick knocks the person down, and there is a tortoise punch on top of him.
Knocking someone down with one kick is not a tortoise punch, but a circle kick. After the circle kick is completed, the tortoise punch is followed.
The troops in the garrison camp were indeed elite, the elite among the elite, but gunpowder arrows exploded in the Zhizhou Mansion behind them. The air wave made them dizzy. The army brother rushed out again, killing the outermost shield-holding army. Wu Dou flew away, and what followed was the fighting style of the old men from Lake City, like robbing their homes and homes. No matter how elite they were, they couldn't stand this torment.
There was no need for Chu Qing to give orders, and the old cousins behind him also rushed out.
Brother Dajun shouted: "Master, gather troops in the east of the city and seize the Zhizhou Mansion quickly."
After shouting, there was a whistle, and the war horse rushed forward. With a flick of his sword, Brother Dajun got on his horse and quickly took the old cousins who were following him away to the east of the city.
From the time Brother Dajun intervened on the battlefield to defeating the garrison formation and then leaving, it took less than twenty seconds.
Chu Qing was so sour, like lemon juice.
"I'm starting to get a little annoyed with him." Chu Qing muttered in annoyance, "This is so awesome."
Fu San nodded repeatedly: "After all, he is a general in charge of the army. Why does he act so majestic? It is better for him to be a young master. He knows how to hide his power and never shows off."
Chu Qing laughed loudly: "Beer is right."
The battle... no, the beating was still going on. Chu Qing's Hucheng old men found an opportunity. They swarmed up, grabbed the person and kicked him to death.
But there was a figure that caught Chu Qing's eyes, and he retreated while fighting.
Wearing a general's armor, he had an iron gun that was two meters long. He opened and closed it widely, mostly in a way of sweeping thousands of armies. All the old men from Hucheng who approached were swept away.
This person was Qiu Baoyu who had just risked his life to save the baby while carrying a giant shield.
Although he saw that almost all of his men were defeated and had no chance to fight back, Qiu Baoyu still did not run away. Instead, he retreated outside the gate of Zhizhou Mansion. Behind him was a piece of ruins. The wall had already collapsed. He stood there and swept out his spear. There was a cold light, with a hint of bravery that one man could stand against even ten thousand others.
The dozen or so old men from Hucheng who were knocked down didn't get up. They cursed and picked up the bricks and started throwing them there.
Letting the bricks and stones hit the armor, Qiu Baoyu still held the gun with the tip facing forward. Now, he was the only one who resisted.
The divine arm crossbow was aimed at Qiu Baoyu, and the old cousins were each carrying bricks and stones, and they didn't know what curses they were saying.
A young pirate belonging to the Baoyu Pirates suddenly rushed over and knelt on one knee with tears in his eyes.
"Brother Qiu, surrender, don't let the trapped beast continue to fight!"
"Ah Qi?!"
Qiu Baoyu's face condensed: "Why are you in the same battle with Fanman?!"
"It's Dudu, the former army Dudu, the commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion, Master Chu's men and horses. Commander Di's situation is over, don't make any unnecessary resistance."
"No!"
Qiu Baoyu flicked the tip of his spear: "I don't care what happens to Di Qinhu. I promised him half the money to protect his relatives. If you want to capture Di Qinhu's relatives, kill me first!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qiu Baoyu suddenly tapped his toes on the ground, and countless gravels were shot at him. The old men in Hucheng screamed when they were hit. Qiu Baoyu had already bullied him, firing one shot at a time, and entered the battle group.
The old cousins from Lake City couldn't get close at all, and many of them were swept away. They were extremely brave.
The third brother on the periphery glanced at Chu Qing: "Come on, young man. This boy is Yu Zai's old friend. Cao Hu's men were so beaten that they didn't want to hold back or hurt his life again."
"It's okay, but this guy seems to be quite fierce. Third brother, are you okay?"
"Don't worry, young master, we are not the enemy of Yihe!"
Chu Qing was stunned for a moment. Does the third brother like to brag now?
Before Chu Qing could ask again, Fu San walked over and shouted: "Get out of the way!"
The old cousins holding hands and turning their heads dispersed one after another, and Fu San came five steps away from Qiu Baoyu.
Qiu Baoyu was still guarding the entrance, somewhat out of breath.
"Who are you?"
The third brother was about to speak when he suddenly seemed to remember something. He suddenly turned around and looked at Chu Qing's empty palm, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Chu Qing: "..."
Qiu Baoyu took a breath and said, "Send your name."
"Fu San."
Qiu Baoyu's expression changed slightly: "The number one person in the nursing home in Zhongzhou, the third master Fu who is unparalleled in loyalty and bravery?"
Fu San: “…”
Chu Qing was dumbfounded.
Is the third brother so famous?
"Boy." Fu San slowly pulled out Qian Ji from behind and sneered: "If you want to kill me, Third Master will accompany you. Third Master has a good personal relationship with Wang Tianyu. I will give you three moves. Remember, don't let Third Master I got close to my body and struck with my short sword..."
Before he finished speaking, Fu San frowned, suddenly looked past Qiu Baoyu, and shouted: "Hurry over the wall and come in, don't let the group of female relatives escape!"
Qiu Baoyu's expression changed drastically, he subconsciously turned around, and then... nothing happened.
The third brother took a step forward and came to Qiu Baoyu. He was so painful that he kicked the iron gun away. His hands and feet were synchronized, and Qiu Baoyu fell down.
Then, the third brother's forty-two size big feet hit Qiu Baoyu's head and ran away.
Chu Qing waved his hand: "Come on, kick him in the ring!"
The old ladies from Lake City swarmed forward, and the classic, inhumane, timeless, and inhuman circle kick was performed again, and there were people kneeling on the ground, grabbing bricks, and taking pictures of Qiu Baoyu.
