When I saw the flock of sheep in the officers and soldiers and mules and carriages filled with sacks, thousands of bandits scattered on the mountains on both sides of Ganquangou were saliva.

They were chased by the officers and soldiers and hid in Tibet. The food they had robbed had long been thrown away. Recently, they only robbed a few ruined villages, and there was not much food in them. Except for the old camps in each camp, most of them had not had a full meal in a long time.

Now, they finally encountered a fat sheep.

They had not killed officers and soldiers. Not long ago, they followed the King of Chuang and Eight Kings to kill the two thousand Sichuan troops and abandoned their armor and lured more than a thousand gourd soldiers. The feeling of winning a battle was so exciting.

There were only about 1,500 officers and soldiers in front of him, but they all rode horses, five or six hundred pack horses, nearly one hundred mule and horse carriages, and a large group of fat sheep.

The two thousand military horses and fat sheep and mules were enough for them to eat for a long time.

In any case, this group of officers and soldiers were determined to rob.

"If you continue to explain, this group of officers and soldiers is a bit difficult. Let everyone take it carefully and don't overturn the ship in the gutter."

When Liu Guoneng saw the neat military appearance of the group of officers and soldiers from afar, he frowned and ordered to the side.

Wu Zicai, who was beside him, looked around and looked a little uneasy.

The Ganquangou Valley is not narrow, and the hillsides on both sides are not steep. It is not very effective to lay stones and roll wood. Among the nine thousand rebels, there are less than thirty horn bows. They can only rush down in one breath and use the advantage of the number of people to determine the outcome.

In the long tension and anxiety, the group of officers and soldiers finally entered their ambush circle.

Liu Guoneng could already see the appearance of the general in the iron armor, and the character "Qin" on the flying flag on the general's head.

Perhaps he felt something, the white horse under the general's crotch suddenly stopped and sniffed anxiously. The other war horses behind him also became restless, and the flock of sheep in the middle kept bleating.

Liu Guoneng knew that he could not wait any longer, so he hurriedly ran back to the woods, rode his war horse, then shouted "kill" and rushed out of the woods first.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

The sound of killing on the mountains on both sides of Ganquangou was shocked by the sky, and thousands of bandits rushed out and rushed towards the officers and soldiers at the foot of the mountain from both sides like tides.

As soon as Liu Guoneng rushed out of the woods, he slowed down intentionally or unintentionally. He was riding a horse, but he ran slower than the two-legged bandits. He led the Sanbai Lao Camp to hang slowly behind him.

Wu Zicai even deliberately pulled the reins, pulling the horse under his crotch so that he kept whirling around in circles and neighing, just not moving forward.

Li Yangchun on the opposite hillside was completely opposite to them. This man rushed very hard every time he fought. Now he was raising his big blade and leading dozens of old battalions along the gentle slope towards the officers and soldiers in the valley.

In front of the bandit army with the sound of killing sounds all over the mountains, the group of officers and soldiers looked like a light boat in a storm, looking precarious and shaky.

Surprisingly, the officers and soldiers did not flee, but dismounted, tied their horses to mules and horse carriages, and then quickly lined up, and arranged a long array of shields to each hillside on both sides.

The three or four hundred cavalry at the end of the team were divided into two groups and rushed towards the hillsides on both sides, as if they wanted to surround the bandits from the flanks.

Seeing the other party's scene, Liu Guoneng on the mountain couldn't help but laugh.

What's the use of just a row of long and thin shield arrays?

It is better to get together to form a circular formation if you can break away with one rush.

As for the three or four hundred cavalry that rushed up from both sides, they were purely coming up to seek death. Thousands of rebels could drown them even if they spit out.

That's just like that, and I don't know how the two adopted sons of the Eight Great Kings were defeated by that kid.

No, I have to tell the people below that they will capture the Qin surnamed alive and take it to ask the Eight Kings for some food.

Just as he was about to give a few words to his subordinates, the smile on Liu Guoneng's face suddenly froze.

Because he saw the officers and soldiers moving dozens of black things from the mule and horse carriage, and hundreds of long iron pipes.

That was a tiger squat cannon and a bird gun.

As soon as these firearms were moved down, they were placed directly on both sides without loading ammunition. They just poured some gunpowder on the fire door and then began to aim.

Seeing this scene, Liu Guoneng's face changed drastically.

The surname Qin has a backup plan.

Not only that, the guy also loaded the firearms with ammunition in advance and hid them under the sack of the mule and carriage.

The guy intentionally led him to ambush him. In fact, the guy was ready and just waited for him to take the bait.

Now, he really took the bait.

Liu Guoneng swallowed the dry throat, suddenly raised the knife in his hand, and shouted: "Kill the officers and soldiers!"

"Kill the officers and soldiers!"

Most of the bandits who rushed to Banpo did not notice the firearms of the officers and soldiers, and rushed down the mountain.

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired.

Retreat now will only lead to a great defeat, and you can only continue to kill.

The Ming army's firearms have always been unreliable, with small power, short range, slow loading, and easy to explode.

They are not without opportunities.

As long as they can rush to the officers and soldiers to fight in hand-to-hand combat, they can defeat the officers and soldiers with a huge advantage in numbers.

Liu Guoneng tightened the reins of the horse, slowed down the horse again, and then stared at the battlefield at the foot of the mountain.

When the rebels entered a hundred steps away, the officers and soldiers in the ravine fired, and there were loud bangs and hundreds of muskets fired at the same time. The dense rebels on the hillsides on both sides fell down in an instant.

The gunfire caused the rebels to rush, and many people began to slow down and even stopped.

Liu Guoneng hurriedly raised his sword and shouted: "Don't be afraid, the officers and soldiers' muskets can only fire one shot at most, and rush down in one breath. If they get close, they will be finished."

"Crash, kill the officers and soldiers!"

The troops under his command also yelled.

The rebels under the hillside roared into the sky again, and rushed towards the mountain like a tide.

But soon, Liu Guoneng was shocked again and his scalp was numb. When the rebels reached fifty steps away, the officers and soldiers' muskets that had already let go of a round actually rang again, and the rebels who rushed to the front fell down one after another.

What kind of musket is that? Why don’t you use a fuse to ignite it? Why do you load the medicine so quickly?

The Ming army's bird guns could at least eighty steps between two shots. Why could those fire guns surnamed Qin, which did not use a fuse, fire the second shot at fifty steps?

Liu Guoneng couldn't figure it out and had no time to fire because the officers and soldiers fired.

Twenty tiger squatting cannons fired almost at the same time, and the rebels fell down like they were cutting wheat.

Liu Guoneng saw with his own eyes that Li Yangchun, who was rushing to the front, shivered violently first, then fell off the horse's back, and then there was no movement.

The rebels' rush was once again frustrated. After seeing hundreds of companions on the ground who were beaten into hornets' nests, the mouth of blood was instantly occupied by the fear of death. The timid rebels were already retreating one after another, and even turned around and ran away.

"Roar down, hurry, only thirty or fifty steps left, you can rush to the front in one breath!" Liu Guoneng shouted again.

But the rebels seemed to be seeing a ghost, some looked at each other in the same place, some turned around and ran away, and only a few rebels were still rushing down.

The rebels who rushed to the foot of the mountain were only about thirty steps away from the officers and soldiers, and were rushing towards the officers and soldiers with repeated killing sounds.

But the officers and soldiers holding shields suddenly threw out the short guns in their hands, and densely cast guns to rush down the foot of the mountain to form hornet's nests.

This time, the rebels could no longer hold it back and turned around and ran towards the mountain like a tide.

"kill!"

The officers and soldiers in the ravine roared, and after another gunshot, more than a thousand officers and soldiers took the javelin and chased after them with murderous intent.

The three or four hundred cavalry behind had already reached the ridge and were coming from both wings.

What's even more terrible is that a fiery red cavalry, led by Qin, rushed towards the mountain ridge where Liu Guoneng was.

The fiery red was extremely dazzling, and it also made Liu Guoneng frightened.

"withdraw!"

Without thinking, Liu Guoneng turned his horse's head and rushed into the woods.

His three hundred camps also followed behind and rushed into the woods.

Wu Zicai ran faster than him, so he had already led a hundred old camps to run in the other direction.

Alas! Be defeated, completely defeated.

Unexpectedly, the Qin surnamed had so many methods. The firearms were not exploded at all. They were much stronger than the other Ming army's, and in the end they had a javelin, which didn't even have a chance to fight in close combat.

Liu Guoneng secretly made up his mind to gather the troops and have to cut wood to make a javelin. That thing is so fucking useful.

If you meet someone surnamed Qin again in the future... it is better not to meet that guy.

Look at the guy's formation, he came to him. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise he would have suffered.

Liu Guoneng was secretly grateful, and suddenly a subordinate next to him screamed, and then fell to the ground with his man and horse.

"Not good, there is a trippy."

Liu Guoneng reacted, but it was too late.

His mount suddenly screamed and fell down.

Liu Guoneng reacted very quickly. A donkey rolled on the ground and rolled several times, then endured the pain all over his body and got up. He saw a fiery red color coming from behind, so he hurriedly spread his legs and ran forward desperately.

Before he ran far, a little old man in tattered clothes and smirking with big yellow teeth suddenly flashed behind a big tree in front of him.

"Mr. Liu, the road under your feet is slippery, you have to be careful."

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