The yamen runners of Jingle County, Baifu, the Wu family and several other wealthy families, combined, had more than 500 people.

After the Mo family in Shahui Village fled into the county town, they brought nearly 100 guards, and now there are more than 600 troops in the city.

The main attack directions of the Qin thieves were the South Gate and the West Wall. Most of the yamen runners in the county yamen were concentrated there, and the Wu family and Mo family guards were also there, with nearly four hundred people.

The west gate is guarded by dozens of guards from a wealthy family, and the east side is close to the mountain. The city wall is directly built on the mountain, and there is no east gate, so only a dozen sentry lieutenants were placed on the east side.

But there were more than 150 people guarding the north gate, including the county yamen runners and several large households guarding the courtyard. Some were speeding up the transportation of bricks and stones to seal the door hole, while others set up a row of horses on the street near the door hole, guarding them with clear swords and guns, and not allowing anyone to get close.

The magistrate said that there are spies in the city, so no one should be allowed to get close to the door, and no one should be allowed to go up to the city wall.

Moreover, all the hundreds of troops in Ninghua in the north are likely to attack the North Gate, so you must defend strictly and not relax at all.

After guarding for a long time, many people tried to escape from the North Gate and were stopped. After several people who tried to break through were chopped to the ground, no one dared to approach the North Gate anymore.

But the spy did not see him, and the enemy was not approaching outside the north gate.

However, the sound of cannons on the south gate made the people guarding the north gate more and more frightened the more they heard it.

The head of the patrol said that several large holes had been pierced through the north gate, one of which had been broken, and several bricks and stones next to the door pier were lifted out.

Moreover, after several white servants who were carrying bricks and stones were smashed into blood by the shells that came in, no one dared to move bricks and stones inside.

If this continues, the door will not take long to collapse.

The magistrate He and the eldest son of the Wu family were asking someone to build bricks and stones behind the door hole, intending to let Qin thieves enter the door hole, then smash stones and roll wood from the city tower, pour golden juice and kerosene, and burn the Qin person to death in the door hole.

Hearing this news, the defenders at the North Gate became more and more panicked.

The door collapsed. If the other party rushed in with a shield cart, how much effect can the rock rolling wood and gold juice kerosene play? Can it stop the other party?

Sure enough, about two quarters of an hour later, a burst of exclamations suddenly came from the south, as if the south gate had collapsed.

Not long after, several people dressed in a township bravery ran over from the south in panic and shouted from afar: "It's not good, it's not good, the south gate is broken, Qin Zhe's shield car has entered the door hole, and he can't hold it anymore."

When several wealthy masters at the North Gate heard this, they were immediately panicked.

The head of the strong team responsible for the defense here was quite calm. Seeing that the people were very decent, he hurriedly shouted: "Who are you?"

Several township heroes hurriedly stopped, and the leading man plucked up his courage: "Sir, the younger ones are the hospital guards of the Mo family in Shahui Village."

The head of the troupe frowned, looked at the people carefully for a moment, and then said coldly: "The magistrate has an order. No one is allowed to approach the north gate. Why don't you go back to the south gate to participate in defense quickly?"

The guards were mourning: "Sir, my master was hit in the head by a brick that was shot by artillery. It's gone... it's gone, we... a few..."

"Hmph! Even if the Mo family is dispersed, you have to go back to defend the city, and those who leave their posts will be killed!"

"this……"

Several guards were frightened and looked at each other, and finally they were sad and slowly ran back south.

As soon as the people left, they went to the head of the team to look at each other with a few wealthy masters, their faces pale.

Once the south gate is broken, this Jingle City is probably in danger.

After several big-name households looked at each other, they all felt like they were retreating.

There are no enemies outside the North Gate. If you take your family out of here, you will not walk the road, but will go east along the Dongnian River, cross Yunzhong Mountain and run to Xinzhou, and maybe there will be a way out.

"My masters, Qin's surname is full of tricks and cunning, and it is impossible to leave the North Gate alone. If you want to go out from here, you may only fall into the trap."

The head of the strong class seemed to see through their thoughts and said expressionlessly.

Several masters looked at each other again, and their faces became hesitant.

The Banting Head said again: "Don't worry, everyone, the magistrate did not issue an order for help, which means that the South Gate has not been lost yet. We can just stay here with peace of mind."

After hesitating for a while, several masters finally stayed.

After waiting for a while, the killing sound suddenly broke out from the south gate. Immediately afterwards, black smoke suddenly emerged above several large houses in the east and south of the county town, mixed with shouts of killing, the sound of water, the screams of women and the cry of children.

The major families suddenly turned pale, and the smoke was like the houses of their families.

"It's not good, the spy in the city set fire."

At this time, the few people who had just had sex came back in a hurry.

"Not good, the spies in the city are setting fires everywhere and killing people and robbing things. It seems that there is a spy heading south of the city. It is probably to cooperate with the inside and outside of the Qin family."

When several big-name households heard this, their faces became pale.

"No, I want to go back and save my wife and children."

A wealthy master couldn't help but shouted behind him, and ran away with thirty or forty people.

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I am not waiting to die here with you."

"Yes, we can't sit still and wait for death. Let's go back to save people first. Before the Qin thief could kill here, we should escape from the north gate."

"Bonto Zhao, I'm sorry."

The other masters also scattered with their respective servants.

"Several masters..."

Zhao Banto wanted to stop him, but those people ignored him at all and ran away in the blink of an eye.

"Oh! It's over, it's over."

Zhao Bantou beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing.

After those idiots led their men away, there were less than fifty yamen runners left in the north gate, most of which were white servants, and more than a dozen were grooms, couples and others who were recruited to make up for the numbers. There were less than ten real warriors.

If the thief attacks, he can't stop this little man.

Thinking of this, Zhao Bantou looked back and saw that there were only a dozen strong yamen runners behind him, and the rest were on the city tower.

Do you have to think about your own way out?

At this time, a group of people ran towards the north gate in the distance of the street, about forty or fifty people, dressed in colorful clothes, as if there were men, women, old and young.

"Stop! The magistrate has an order that no one is allowed to approach the north gate."

As his responsibilities were, Zhao Bantuo turned his knife and shouted angrily at the group of people.

The group still rushed straight over, leading by an old man with big yellow teeth. He didn't know whether he was laughing or crying on his face, and shouted, "Sir, it's not good, it's not good, the thief has entered the city."

"Sir, open the city gate and run away. It's too late."

"Help, help me, help me."

Zhao Bantou frowned, held his back and shouted: "Come on the challenge!"

More than a dozen yamen runners under him hurriedly set up their formation and stared at the colorful greens nervously.

Zhao Bantuo's judgment was correct. After running towards him in colorful ways, the old man running in front was not crying, but laughing, grinning at him with big yellow teeth.

A half-aged man next to him slid out two short knives from his wide sleeves. His thin face, which was originally panicked, instantly became a leopard that could eat at any time.

There are a few familiar faces behind them, the people who just called themselves the Mo family guarding the hospital.

"Old Master Huang, the troupe named Zhao is a bit capable. As long as you kill him, you will get it."

"Hehehe, our boss likes someone with ability the most. Let's save his life. It depends on whether he will submit to the boss."

"Old Master Huang is wise."

"Well... Master Huang is just Master Huang, don't add old names to the front. I'm less than fifty years old this year, I'm just getting older."

"Old Master Huang is getting stronger, he is getting stronger, and his sword is not old..."

"I've told you a long time ago, don't always learn the lyrics of the military advisor, he's just a half-sanitary military advisor."

The little old man muttered, but suddenly kicked his feet, over the horse, and slashed at Zhao Bantou in his hand...

Zhao Bantou's face changed drastically. He hurriedly raised his knife and was shocked several steps away with a "clang".

The oldest man shortened his body and actually crawled under the horse. The short knife in his hand was cut on the leg of a yamen runner.

The forty or so colorful flowers behind us rushed up in a swarm.

"Mr. Zhao, let the kids be surrendered, otherwise you will have to die."

The little old man grinned with big yellow teeth, and always had a silly smile on his face, but his long sword flew up and down in his hand, slashing at Zhao Ban's head one by one.

The sword technique was simple and unpretentious, but fierce and fierce. Zhao Bantuo only took four moves and was slashed in his hand with a knife, and then kicked to the ground by the other party.

Immediately afterwards, the little old man pressed his long knife against his neck and smiled: "Mr. Zhao, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Let the kids surrender."

Zhao Bantou bit his teeth and was about to curse, when he felt a trembling sound suddenly coming from the ground, followed by a roar of horse hooves coming from afar.

"Teacher, it's not good, no, there's a rider outside the city..."

On the city wall, a yamen runner poked his head out and shouted in panic, but before he finished shouting, he suddenly stopped.

Because, he saw Zhao Bantou being held back by a knife by an old man, and saw a group of people strode up the city wall with murderous stances.

Zhao Bantou closed his eyes and sighed: "Subdue! You'll be surrendered!"

The sound of weapons falling and surrendering and begging for mercy soon sounded on the city walls.

The colorful group of more than ten people rushed into the door, moved away the bricks and stones that had already been built up by one person, and then opened the city gate.

Outside the city, a cavalry rushed straight towards the city gate, stepping on the snow.

"Mr. Zhao is compassionate and saved more than 40 lives with one life, one life is seven levels of Futu, what are the levels of more than 40 lives?"

The little old man made up his fingers and stopped.

Zhao Banto was so amused and crying. He didn't know where the Qin surnamed got such a group of crooked jujubes.
Chapter completed!