The Benghazi people are good at making torches.
Their extremely backward lifestyle determines that they need torches for lighting many times at night.
The villagers' homes are complete with wood, oil, cloth and silk.
It is not too extravagant to use these items to make torches.
All they have to do is collect them.
The clan soldiers quickly made hundreds of torches, each carrying a few.
This time it was still the old rule, with dozens of clan soldiers still covering the area with arrows.
Others approached the courtyard on horseback and used the speed of their horses to throw torches into the courtyard, thus reducing the risk of being hit by fire rifles, bows and crossbows.
It is true that you either die in battle or grow in battle.
The performance of the Benghazi tribe shows that the Anui people have a strong ability to learn and improve.
This time, out of awe of the tough guys near the front door of the house, they did not approach from the gate.
Instead, they rushed closer from the west wall.
With the support of a large number of feather arrows, they galloped up to twenty steps, then threw the torch into the courtyard with all their strength.
Bright fireballs flew in from the sky one after another like a juggling act, and Cassidy grinned with satisfaction from behind.
This guy either became a wild jester or had to rush out.
There was no second way.
The people of Benghazi were on full alert, looking at the large iron gate, which was the only way to the outside of the house.
Nearly a hundred cavalry bows were pointed at the gate.
After a while, there was no movement inside.
On the contrary, the Benghazi people's arms were sore and numb.
Cassidy clicked his lips, this Mingren really could bear it, and let them barbecue inside for a while longer.
He ordered the clan guards to let go of the bow string, just put the arrow branch on the bow, and aimed at the gate.
After drinking tea, the Benghazi people's arms were numb, and there was still no movement in the courtyard.
At this time, they also discovered that something was wrong.
There were no big flames or thick smoke coming out of the courtyard, only bits and pieces of smoke appeared.
It doesn't look like a fire is spreading.
People in Benghazi are really confused.
Of course you can't give up.
If fire attacks were not used, the attack just now showed that too many people were lost.
Maybe these people were almost destroyed before they could enter the courtyard.
It’s too much of a loss.
Cassiti regretted extremely at this time, he had just prevented those hundreds of clan soldiers from leaving, otherwise the courtyard would have been captured long ago when it was besieged from all sides.
What to do, then set fire.
Under the cover of cavalry bows, torches from the Liushui clan were thrown in.
Hundreds of torches were emptied, and the clan soldiers who were thrown were exhausted.
This is also a strenuous exercise, and you have to use all your strength every time.
After a few times, your arms become sore and numb, and it really can’t last long.
The smoke inside was a bit bigger this time, but it was just the beginning and soon disappeared.
It was just that the children inside were crying louder, and then, there was nothing more.
There was no flame or thick smoke.
The Benghazi people were dumbfounded this time.
What should they do?
They had been struggling for more than half a day to break into the Ming people's territory.
They were already tired enough after traveling through mountains and ridges for half a month, but now they have been attacking for more than half a day.
They are really exhausted.
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Cassiti reluctantly asked the clan soldiers to gather the food.
Eating was the top priority now.
Ming people in the courtyard will wait and talk, since they can't escape even if they are huddled in this big courtyard.
Cassidy saw that there were an unknown number of Ming people in the courtyard, so he did not dare to take the risk to rest in the courtyard, but in the threshing floor.
They could see the roof of the courtyard.
Cassidy did not send anyone to guard the courtyard gate, he just wanted to give Akito the illusion of relaxation.
As for Akito rushing out to break out, haha, it would be better to rush out, just in time to get away from that hateful turtle shell.
He can outrun war horses in the wilderness.
Even though their war horses have shorter legs and slower speeds, they are still beyond what human legs can run.
As for the food supplies in the village, there really weren't too many.
The villagers left too many ducks, geese, and dogs.
They quickly caught a lot of them and started making fires to make rice.
Cassiti and a dozen of his bodyguards sat tiredly on the threshing floor to rest.
They were so tired.
It was not just one or two days, but more than ten days of mental stress and physical fatigue.
Today, when they broke into the Ming Dynasty, they felt quite relaxed. , all the fatigue came up.
Cassidy took off his armor and rested against a pile of firewood with squinted eyes.
Lu Mingde looked at the threshing floor from a distance and the busy comings and goings of the Anui people.
The armored leader actually lay down to rest.
Seeing this, Lu Mingde felt itchy in his heart.
He was so arrogant, or else He looked back at the direction of the stables in the courtyard.
There was a soaked quilt hung on the stable door, with scorched marks on it.
This was due to the blackening caused by the torch, but it could not be burned through.
All the houses in the courtyard facing the courtyard are covered with soaked quilts nailed with nails.
It seems that there are quilts of all colors and sizes brought by each household, just like Patches of different sizes stuck on the face are as unsightly as possible, but to set a fire, the villagers only need to wear soaked quilts to protect themselves from arrows and put out the torches.
This was also the reason why Cassidy was puzzled about how the torch could ignite the soaked quilt.
The outside of this courtyard is made of cement walls, which cannot be burned.
The top is covered with tiles, and the inside is wrapped in soaked cotton quilts.
It is enough to ignite the fire with kerosene.
Lu Mingde was very satisfied with his wife's quick wit.
She ordered the male and female villagers to nail these things in a hurry.
Needless to say, the effect is here.
Lao Hu followed the ladder to the top of the gate.
"Master, they are resting in the threshing floor in such a ostentatious manner.
The horse path in the house is not blocked, and no one is posted to guard them.
Master, what a good opportunity."
Lao Hu's eyes were shining with thief, and he was jumping with joy.
Lu Mingde was moved.
He carefully observed all the surrounding situations below, gritted his teeth, and did it.
Lu Mingde had just judged that there were hundreds of Anui people, and now more than a hundred people were attacking.
He estimated that the others had gone to nearby villages to rob, but if they turned back, the dozens of people who could fight in this courtyard would not be able to block the full strength of three sides. siege, and ultimately defeated.
Rather than die in humiliation, it is better to charge out in a dignified manner and die in a majestic battle.
Lu Mingde came to the courtyard with several family members.
At this time, many villagers came out of more than ten houses and were collecting torches and arrows to clean up the courtyard.
At this time, the Anui attack stopped, and the villagers in the courtyard were laughing.
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Lu Mingde did not express his judgment, and there was no need to express it at this time.
"Sir, the barbarians should retreat."
Mrs.
Lu came up to meet him and asked with concern.
Lu Ping, who was also wearing leather armor, also looked at him.
"No, he is making food and resting in the threshing floor.
I guess he will come to continue the attack after eating soon."
Lu Mingde said warmly, "Therefore, sir, I am going to raid him."
"Master, this is too dangerous.
We should stay in the courtyard and they can't attack."
Mrs.
Lu changed her color after hearing this and objected.
"Yes, daddy, it's better to live peacefully in the courtyard."
Lu Ping also expressed concern.
"Madam, sir, I think so too, but I saw hundreds of barbarian soldiers coming to kill me in the morning.
Now there are only more than a hundred people.
The others probably went to the nearby villages to burn and kill.
Wait for them to turn around and besiege the courtyard on three sides. "..."
Lu Mingde sighed without saying anything, but the meaning was obvious and he couldn't stand it at all.
As the wife of a Liaodong general, Mrs.
Lu knew a thing or two about battle formations.
She knew that if hundreds of people besieged it from three sides, it would be impossible to defend the courtyard with only a few dozen people guarding one side.
She remained silent, with tears in her eyes.
Look to the side.
Lu Mingde called the villagers together to explain a few words.
If they could not come back, they would have to defend the courtyard.
Lao Hu had already opened the stables and brought out more than ten war horses.
These horses went out for walks every day.
Although they were past their prime, they were still capable of sprinting for short distances.
Lu Mingde and ten generals got on the war horse together.
They were all in armor and holding big guns and swords in their hands, looking majestic and murderous.
Lu Mingde looked at Madam Lu and Lu Ping on the horse, "Ping'er, when the barbarians are attacking, remember to protect your mother."
Lu Ping bowed respectfully with a childish face.
Lu Mingde put down his visor to prevent his wife from seeing his wet eyes.
Many male and female villagers knelt to see off the village chief.
They knew that Lu Mingde and others also rushed out to fight for them.
The brackets behind the big iron gate were carefully moved away by the villagers, and the gate opened quietly.
Except for a dozen Anui corpses, there were no other living things outside.
Lao Hu urged the horse to take the lead, and the others urged the horse to follow.
At first, they did not speed up the horse, making the sound of the horse's hooves quieter, and trying to prevent the Anui people from discovering it as late as possible.
The group of them trotted along the road where they walked their horses every day.
After turning a few deserted corners, we came to the only long street in the village, where we saw more than a dozen Anui people who were catching dogs walking down the street with their hands full, heading towards the threshing floor.
Seeing the dozen or so knights in this group, they all got into a mess, throwing aside their weapons and taking out their weapons.
Lao Hu at the front roared, kicked the horse in the belly, and charged at the Anui people with a machete.
Lu Mingde also kicked the horse in the belly, increased the horse's speed, and charged into the formation waving his saber.
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More than ten people were killed on the spot by a group of people one after another, hardly blocking their progress.
After all, they were in a hurry and did not have long weapons in their hands.
The dismounted cavalry was not even as good as the infantry.
Eleven war horses drove at lightning speed to the threshing floor at the end of the long street.
Lu Mingde's blood was boiling, as if he had returned to the prosperous days of Liao Town.
He galloped and killed Yi Di.
How happy it was. .
At the head of the threshing floor, there were more than a dozen Benghazi soldiers guarding them.
They were not on horses, and they were not to be blamed for their carelessness.
They did not expect that there were Ming people in full armor in this inconspicuous village.
Lu Mingde was galloping in and out, and an Anui man stabbed his horse in front of him.
Lu Mingde turned around, and the tip of the spear struck the goggles and made a piercing sound.
Lu Mingde used his horse speed to swing his sword and easily knocked the Anui man away, causing blood to fly.
Lu Mingde laughed wildly and rushed forward, feeling satisfied with his performance.
He had not left behind his many years of craftsmanship, and he was such a man. s: Thanks to kk23 and seven for their support with their monthly tickets, thanks to Young Master of Three Rings, You Daxing, and Rolling Sleeves World 100 for their rewards, and thanks to Brave Invincible 007 for their encouragement.
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