Wherever he lay, he was lucky, or the spell blessed by the witch was really effective, and the lead bullet fell beside him, but he was unharmed.

There was also a dying Qi soldier in front of him. He was hit by a lead bullet and his palm-sized wound was bleeding and rotten. He was crawling back with all his might, but he could no longer move after a few steps.

The Qi soldiers who pretended to be dead frowned, thinking that the friend of his village was also hit by muskets in the Battle of the Swordsman and his arm became rotten shortly after returning home. He used a lot of herbs and asked for a wizard, but he could not heal and died within a few days.

"Even if you climb back, you won't be able to survive."

He shook his head secretly and cursed those nobles in his heart. He was captured in the most place many years ago. He spent several months in the captive camp and was "bewitched" by the Xuanyi tribe of the Mo family for a long time. His hatred for war naturally turned to those nobles who were seeking personal gain.

The reason of the Mo family is too simple and too compatible. After fighting, the nobles got the fiefdom, but these disciples could not even get a hair, and they would delay their own property.

The nobles had many industries, including clerks, slaves, fiefs and serfs, and when they went out to fight, they also had rewards and more fiefs.

I would not be exempted from taxes just because I went to war. Taxes were normal, and I had to go to war, so I had to farm less labor at home. When I came back in autumn, I had to repay the money I borrowed. I became more and more poor, but the nobles became richer.

He lay on the ground and pretended to be dead, really pretending to be at ease.

He quietly looked up at the fortress and said to himself: "Hurry up and finish the fight, you rush out and I can surrender. How can I surrender if I hit you like this?"

While thinking about it, a few whistling shadows flew out. The soldiers of Qi thought to themselves, "Hey, I don't know which guy was killed by a ghost. The nobles hid behind him, but couldn't hit him. It would be great if the Mo family's cannon could be hit farther."

He twisted his body slightly and looked back at the trench. He found that the Qi army, which was attacking the second wave, had already begun to form a team, and there was a team of soldiers following them. It seemed that they had to cross the trench first and cover the cannon fodder in front to attack the entire team.

A row of feather arrows flew through the air, but few of them flew to the fortress, most of which penetrated to the slightly sloping earth slope in front.

He looked at the second soldier who had raised his shield and walked forward. He yelled and slapped his thigh and said, "This is not good. The place where I die is not good. It is either stepping to death or it is easy to be killed by the Mo family's muskets. When they retreat, I have to change places quickly..."

After patrolling for a while, I didn't know where to go. At this time, the drums had sounded. The second wave of attacking Qi Jun shouted forward. With the previous cover, this wave still maintained its basic formation.

The Qi soldiers pretending to be dead held their heads and kept praying.

"Don't step on me, don't step on me..."

He didn't dare to open his eyes to see, but he heard screams and steps coming from beside him. His luck was really good. Perhaps Qi Ren's formation was loose, and there was no damage elsewhere except that his calf was stepped on.

With the cover of those people in front of him, he quietly looked up and wanted to see where to be safer so that he could choose a good place later.

But when he looked up, he saw that the person in front of him had obviously nothing to lie on the ground, and before he could hang out, he looked at him.

The two people were very close, and the soldiers of Qi were not embarrassed and whispered: "Are you pretending to be dead?"

The man who was lying with him cursed: "Whoever wants to beat him will be confiscated? My land at home will be confiscated. If I die, who will support my parents and young people? The Mo family will not kill prisoners and will not build Jingguan. Hurry up and beat me and go home."

The Qi people said, "Where is your family?"

“Anping.”

"So too. I said, we have to change the place, this place is on the front, either being trampled to death or being shot to death by muskets..."

The two people crawled closer quietly, and then pretended to be dead and said, "Can you do it under the city wall? Can't the muskets be shot there?"

The two of them looked at the direction of the fortress together. The Qi army, who was attacking the second wave, had already rushed to the rammed earth slope of the so-called city wall, and heard a thunderous sound, not the movement of the musket.

A large row of soldiers of Qi rolled to the ground and wailed on the ground.

The Qi soldiers participated in the battle of the most expedition and said in surprise: "That is the Mo family's tiger squatting cannon, so it's not OK to be afraid under the city wall."

With this dull sound, he immediately recalled the fear of that year. During the Battle of the Most High, a group of them rushed to the Mo family formation, and their friends around him were killed and injured by stones like locust plagues.

Afterwards, he also knew that the thing was called the tiger squat cannon, which was extremely simple, and it was a broken iron can weighing thirty or forty pounds. It usually tied up two people with a rope. When fighting, it was a broken bracket or a pile of soil, and it only shot for twenty or thirty steps, and it was all gravel.

Because when marching, hemp rope was wrapped and carried, this thing was also called a hemp rope cannon. He almost died under this thing, and at this moment he awakened his original memory and couldn't help but exclaim.

After a few shots, the explosion of iron thunder that he was more familiar with. The rising smoke could not see the situation under the city, but there was no need to see it.

"It's not possible under the city..."

As soon as he finished speaking, many people threw down their weapons in the smoke of gunpowder and fled backwards, but the sides of the fortress that formed sharp corners could be shot directly on the side. The fleeing people had to face attacks from three sides and fell to the ground one after another.

In a blink of an eye, the third wave of Qi army behind them had already rushed to about thirty or fifty steps behind them, but more than twenty heavy iron balls fell from the sky, directly breaking the formation of the third wave.

This iron ball did not fly out of the fortress, but should have shot out from the top of the city. It passed the low-high garrison fortress and was hitting the heads of the third wave of Qi soldiers who were gathering and rushing.

More than twenty iron balls could not kill a few people, but the front was defeated, and the formation that had finally gathered was smashed apart, but they could not even find the corner of the wall. The third wave of Qi army could not move forward and retreat directly, regardless of the order of the latter to die, rushed back to the trench.

Qi Zu, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, cursed: "Young Ziwu knows nothing about fighting? The Mo family said that noble people are not always precious, and noble people are no different from us. A sixteen-year-old shit child knows nothing about fighting? This is let us die!"

At this time, the Qi army that had dispersed at the foot of the city was about to arrive here. The Qi soldiers quickly stood up and shouted, "It's not OK here, run to the side while the chaos..."

The two of them ran wildly to the sides, neither daring to approach the trench nor to approach the city, nor dared to run dozens of steps toward the side within a hundred steps below the city. They were so tired that they were out of breath. If they ran again, they would be noticed. The two of them pretended to die and lay down together. They didn't expect that the voice of a third person came from beside them, cursing: "Have you stepped on me, are you blind?"

When I heard the accent, I was either Anping or Linzi. I lowered my head and found more than twenty people lying beside me. The leader seemed to be Sima Chang.

Seeing that these two people were also pretending to be dead, Sima Chang scolded: "You pretend to be dead, why are you still stepping on us?"

The two of them hurriedly apologized and told each other about where their hometown was, but they were not far away.

Sima said long, "Let's go here. If the Mo family's cannons are not fired here, the muskets will not be reached, and it will not be easy to be stepped on here. After finishing the shooting quickly, I will be captured and eat the Mo family's corn steamed buns for a few days. It's time to go home and go home. In this year, whoever kills the nobles will be stupid."

The Qi soldiers seemed to have seen a soulmate and hurriedly said, "You have been arrested in the most battle?"

When Sima Chang heard this, he heard the cannon sound again, "It's not just that he's caught? He's also gaining weight by three or two pounds. Tsk, the Mo family's rice is so delicious."

"The mustard leaves were marinated with salt, steamed in a pot, and put two drops of oil in it... Tsk tsk, with the corn steamed buns, I have never eaten such delicious rice as this big one."

"Although I have to dig a canal every day, it's much better than in the army, and I'm full. Sometimes I have a show to watch at night, and I'll teach you how to farm. When I left, I even gave you half a kilogram of corn planting..."

Several of the more than 20 people next to him were caught and followed, and some were new men. How could they know what oil mean? Because at this time, only paste and fat are oils, which are a word that describes the shiny color, so-called wheat, millet, oil and oil.

Because of the existence of vegetable oil on Si, it is neither fat nor paste, so it is named after borrowing the words that describe leaves.

After saying that, Sima Chang said, "It's all fellow villagers. Can I still lie to you? If you don't want to die or eat, just wait here."

A young man, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, asked, "Brother, when will this be finished?"

Sima Chang said, "Why not that? Gongziwu can't fight either. Shi and Gong Zaoye were both people who had captured King Yue of Chu. How could they compare? Wait, if you were arrested, the Mo family would not kill people or build Jingguan, what would you be afraid of?"

The Qi Zhu said before: "I'm afraid I can't accommodate here."

Sima Chang said: "It's okay. I saw it before the battle. This place is fine. The lives of dozens of people from fellow villagers are there. I've figured it out before I beat it."

The fifteen-and-six-year-old pawn whispered: "There were no rumors in the army a few days ago. It was said that you would take off your shirt and wave it naked, and you could surrender?"

Sima Chang laughed and scolded: "When doing this, you will be punished after you are seen back? If the Mo family directly conquered Linzi this time, I would have surrendered long ago, and he would not attack Linzi. When I go home, I will still be a noble person. Surrender is not possible at this time, I have to wait for a few days."

"It's okay, it's good here, there's no cannon if you can't step on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, as if to confirm his words, a few more cannons came, which indeed hit two or three hundred steps away from them. Then he heard the sound of gold. The Qi army's stimulation of energy only took a moment to exhale.

Sima Chang muttered, "Young Ziwu also said he wanted to take us home and go back to his fart home. He wanted to send us to death. It's not easy to go home. The Mo family was not going to fight, but he slaughtered Wucheng and the Mo family wanted to fight. They all said that they would only kill the evil people. If he really wanted to take us home and die, the Mo family kept their promises and kept their promises, and could they not let us go? Now that we are back, it's just about the autumn harvest..."

The Qi soldiers squeezed out a bite of white spit from their teeth, spitting, "Where are we in the eyes of noble people? Don't think that he will die by himself, you can only wait for the war to be over... How long will the Mo family keep us in this time?"

Sima Chang said: "The Mo family is reasonable and beneficial to the world. I said that I want autumn harvest, so I guess I will only be locked up for a month and let us go?"

The Qi Shu nodded and said, "It's right. It's just as I'm catching up. The Mo family is easy to talk to."
Chapter completed!