Bashanhu's abacus is actually quite good. If he is given time to rest, not to mention a night, Qin Chuan will definitely not be able to stop him even if he is an hour.

He just didn't count: Loufan Town has a group of people, and the two hundred yamen runners led by Chen Congzhi.

Most of the white soldiers who only know how to bully the market are useless, and they will be weak when they go to the battlefield, which is not as good as the one hundred township heroes. At least most of the township heroes are farmers or miners who have fought against bandits and bandits. They are strong and courageous.

Nowadays, the one who throws bricks the most fiercely is the one who throws them away.

The main attack direction of Bashanhu is the gate.

The Wang family does not have a towering gatehouse, and the gate is not as thick as that of Mengjiazhuang. It creaked and shattered under the impact of a thick beam.

But the people inside brought many furniture, stone mills and other objects, mixed with wood and bricks, and put them behind the door, and no matter how creaked the door, it would not fall.

The bricks were thrown fiercely, and the door panels that were pressed against the heads of the bandits were smashed and pounding. From time to time, the legs and feet of the bandits were hit. When they fell, the door panels filled with bricks were tilted and turned up. The bandits without the door panels were instantly hit by the bricks and their heads were bleeding.

Before the door was opened, Bashanhu lost more than a dozen subordinates, and hurriedly asked someone to fill it up and fought back with the falling bricks.

For a moment, countless bricks flew around the gate like meteor showers, screaming one after another.

After breaking a dozen more subordinates, the door did not open, and the bricks, corpses, door panels and other objects outside the door were piled up high. Bashanhu simply asked his subordinates not to hit the door, but instead found something to raise the door a little higher.

Not long after, his man stepped on bricks and bodies and climbed up the eaves at the top of the gate and rolled into the yard.

The bandits who fell from the sky frightened the yamen runners and the township heroes, and two were killed in the blink of an eye. After coming back to their senses, the township heroes dispersed and pushed the bandits with bamboo poles and spears, while the others continued to smash the other party into meat pie with bricks.

The Wang family demolished a large house, and some bricks were used up, and even if they were used up, the tiles could still kill people.

No one of the bandits who flipped into the yard could break through the blockade of dozens of bamboo poles and spears, but were flooded by rain-like bricks.

"Master Hu, it's not a solution to continue like this."

Seeing that more and more people were piled up, Bashanhu was not anxious yet, but his subordinates were anxious first.

Bashanhu waved his hand: "We have a way out if we take down the Wang family courtyard. If we can't take down anyone, we can't escape. Let me rush to death!"

"Tiger, what should I do if the bitch who was surnamed Qin is raised? We will be attacked on both sides by the time. Why not let us breathe a sigh of relief in the town first, and it will not be too late to wait until the mount is relieved before leaving."

"Didn't you hear me? Bounce me!"

"Tiger..."

"Do you fucking want to rebel?"

Bashanhu pointed his long sword and shouted with a gloomy face.

The subordinate didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he had to lower his head and take a few steps back.

Bashanhu waved his long sword: "Boll me!"

However, his people stopped rushing, but stood there and looked at him together.

Bashanhu was furious: "Do you want to rebel?"

A subordinate from a distance said, "Thu, there are at least one or two hundred people inside. Brothers rushed in and they were just going to die. Even if they could get this courtyard, there were probably not many brothers left. They would still be eaten by the Qin surnamed. Why don't we go to the town first to wait for a while, maybe there will be a chance to go back to Huangcongshan."

Bashanhu laughed in anger and opened his mouth and was about to curse, but as soon as he saw the eyes of his subordinates present, he swallowed the words he said.

He knew that if he insisted on piled up people in and sent him to death, these subordinates who were respectful to him on weekdays would probably pounce on him and chop him up.

He also knew that the attack on the Wang family compound suffered heavy losses.

But I have to fight.

The little girl named Qin raised a cunning evil wolf. She could not miss this opportunity to intercept him. Loufan Town was definitely not as calm as it appeared.

If it weren't for the high walls of the Wang family compound, he might have been...

Alas! Forget it.

Bashanhu lowered his head and sighed, then pulled the reins and said, "Then let's go to the town first to breathe a sigh of relief."

"Tiger Tiger is wise."

The fewer than a hundred remaining subordinates did not even clean the battlefield, but only carried their swords and horses and walked towards the town.

They didn't know that on a ridge to the north, a pair of cold eyes were looking at them.

They didn't know that hundreds of people were slowly approaching from the southwest direction.

It was quiet around. After Bashanhu sent people to watch the town, his people looked for some grass in nearby houses to feed the horses.

At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded from the west, "Who is it?"

Then another shout rang out from the south: "Mr. Hu, there is an ambush."

Almost at the same time, there were suddenly a burst of rapid gongs and drums sounds, as well as roaring mountains and thunders, and there were at least three or four hundred people on each side.

There were also shouts of killing in the direction of the Wang family compound, and the people there seemed to be about to come out.

Bashanhu felt a little sad: "Oh no, the little girl named Qin has indeed got a backup plan."

Before he could give orders, his group of subordinates had already gotten on the horse in a hurry, fleeing to the northeast with horses but not.

"Don't panic, just make the team and then go out."

"The Fen River is on the east side. Are you fucking looking for the Water Dragon King to die?"

"Everything is done for me, the team..."

The Bashan tiger rode on the horse and waved the knife and shouted loudly.

However, his people were no longer interested in fighting. The shouts of killing by the hundreds of people had already scared them out of their courage. They were just thinking about escaping their lives, and they had no intention of putting together a team.

The Bashanhu was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. After cursing a few times, he simply didn't bother to shout, and only brought a few confidants to the northwest Mengjiazhuang direction.

When he was about to arrive in Mengjiazhuang, he turned to the west again, turned a big circle, and bypassed the hundreds of villagers beating drums and drums in the west.

After his subordinates rushed out for hundreds of steps, they suddenly found more than thirty riders standing quietly on the ridge ahead, like ghosts at night.

Before they could react, the more than thirty cavalry carried the knife and rushed towards them silently.

The rushing from top to bottom, the figure who was speechlessly dragging the knife in the dark scared the already worried bandits of Huangcong to death and ran around without thinking.

The more than thirty riders were only staring at the pursuit of horse riding. The horsepower among the Huangcong bandits had long been exhausted, and the horse speed could not be increased. They were easily caught up by the opponent. Then the blade flashed and the head disappeared.

Some thieves were panicked and ran to the east by the Fen River and found that they were dead. Just as they were about to find another way to live, the ghosts behind them who were silently dragging their swords caught up.

The horseless thieves thought the other party had not noticed them, so they ran away without a life. When their legs were about to break, they found that the other party was riding a horse and chasing them.

The desperate Huangcong bandits put down their weapons and knelt down and begged for mercy.

At this time, they realized that only the thirty old bandits in Jiujishan were actually chasing them.

The people who beat drums and drums in the west and south did not kill them at all, and just stayed there to pretend to be a god and shouted intimidatingly.

Even the people who had been fighting with them for a long time in the Wang family courtyard did not chase them out, and they beat drums and drums in the courtyard, which made the sky loud.

The trick of the traitor of the middle-name Qin.

...

It was not until midnight that Qin Chuan returned to Mengjiazhuang with exhaustion.

This battle started at dusk, and carefully avoided his own losses along the way, and bit the group of people in Huangcongshan whenever he had the chance.

After the battle, Qin Chuan did not rush to pay attention to the captives, but asked his subordinates to scatter and retrieve the scared horse.

Including those who led the horses to the Heishan Mine, more than 130 war horses were seized, including more than 20 who were exhausted and more than a dozen of them broke their legs. Even if they were cured, they would be ruined. Qin Chuan simply asked his subordinates to give them a pleasure and eat them with the exhausted horses as meat.

In the end, only ninety-five horses could ride as war horses.

As for the other war horses, some were ridden by the people from Huangcongshan and the other was frightened and ran away. They didn't know where they had gone. It was so dark that it was hard to find. Qin Chuan didn't find too far, and I don't know if I could find a few more horses the next day.

In addition to war horses, he also seized seven horned bows and hundreds of weapons, which was a great harvest.

Especially the corner bow, this thing is very expensive and time-consuming to make, and it is no less than a war horse in terms of practical value.

After one night, more than 120 people in Huangcongshan were killed, twenty or thirty of whom died in the Wang family compound, thirty-four surrendered, and the remaining fifty should have escaped. None of his confidants, including Bashanhu, could be found.

It is indeed a pity that he failed to kill Bashanhu, but after this battle, there were less than 200 soldiers who could fight in Huangcongshan, which no longer poses a threat to Qinchuan. After the miners and refugees trained into soldiers, Huangcongshan could be defeated at any time.
Chapter completed!