Chapter 126 Business "Boom" a copper cannon sprayed dozens of hot iron pellets at the opposite street entrance, and then Huang Laoer commanded ten Red Turban Army soldiers to surround them, and they scrambled with water-soaked rags.
Clean the barrel and cool down the walls.
"Charge over, rush over, smash the demon's magical weapon."
A Han army centurion shouted loudly, holding a shield full of feathered arrows above his head, and led his soldiers to rush towards the artillery.
He was greeted by a series of crisp musket shots.
One hundred muskets were directed at the crowd and fired simultaneously.
They knocked down most of the Han army centurion Zhou Xiaoshu and the soldiers behind him, while the rest stood there in despair, not knowing whether to move forward or backward.
"Boom!"
The second bronze cannon roared angrily.
The chestnut-sized projectiles carried huge kinetic energy and swept through the bodies of the stunned people, beating them into pieces one by one.
"Swish, swish, swish", the archers, under the command of Aslan, fired a row of arrows, hitting the enemy troops that were rushing towards them, splashing out a bunch of blood.
The enemy's counterattack rhythm was interrupted instantly, and the entire team was divided into several sections on the narrow street.
Some people tried to move forward, while others tried their best to shrink back.
Others began to use knives to hack at the doors of people's houses on the street, trying to rush inside, relying on the courtyard wall to resist.
"Don't panic, follow me."
A Mongolian Qianhu wearing Xilin armor jumped out and tried to reorganize the counterattack.
He was just halfway through his morale-boosting words when Lian Hei's gun-raised weapon was already looking for him.
With a "boom", he was punched through.
His intestines and stomach were dripping all over the floor.
"The soil is not flowery, the soil is not flowering.
Thousands of households are dead, and they were bombarded to death by the demon with magic weapons."
The surrounding Meng Yuan soldiers cried and hid in all directions.
I am afraid that if I move a little slower, I will become the next target of the magic weapon.
"Creak, creak, creak."
Just as the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers were in a mess, another bronze cannon mounted on a chicken bus was pushed over by the auxiliary soldiers from the street controlled by the Red Turban Army, aiming at the enemy at the street intersection in front.
Begin to block and fix sandbags at the rear of the gun.
"And" Wanhu Baoyin, the deputy of the Yuan army who rushed over with arrows, was stunned, and retreated in panic while holding up his sword.
It's so abominable, so abominable, that the legendary magic weapon has turned into a shepherd's purse in the wild.
On the Red Scarf Army's side, there are a lot of them just swipe and swipe.
But on his side, there were only more than 600 flesh and blood bodies left.
"Boom" there was a flash of fire at the muzzle, and a hot iron ball flew past Baoyin's arm, smashing a bloody passage behind him.
In the center of the passage, everyone who was touched by the cannonballs was shattered into pieces and died horribly.
"Creak, creak, creak," the fourth artillery piece was pushed over by the auxiliary soldiers from the street controlled by the Red Turban Army, placed in front of the formation, and began to prepare for firing.
"Sir, hide quickly, hide toward the wall."
Several Mongolian soldiers rushed forward and stuffed Deputy Wanhu Baoyin into the doorway of a commoner's house on the street.
Apart from dodging, there was nothing they could do in front of the projectiles flying at high speed.
"Boom" Another live bullet whizzed and hit the place where Baoyin was standing.
It bounced off the bluestone pavement, spinning at high speed, and opened an alley of flesh and blood in the crowd.
Broken armor, broken limbs, and deformed weapons flew into the air one after another, quickly spreading fear over the heads of the Mongolian soldiers.
"Grab the city gate, seize the city gate" someone shouted, turning around and trying to seize the city gate controlled by Hu Dahai and others again.
Before they could get close to the city gate, hundreds of smoking grenades had been thrown from the city walls and watchtowers.
The explosion caused their flesh and blood to fly everywhere, making ghosts cry and wolves howl.
The Meng Yuan soldiers who were lucky enough to be killed by a grenade retracted their bodies back into the long street.
Looking at the four artillery pieces lined up in the front yard of the Municipal Bureau of Economic Affairs, his body trembled like a lotus leaf in the wind.
"Creak, creak, creak" As if to prevent them from despair, the fifth artillery also appeared quickly, pushing through various large and small pools of blood.
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The wooden wheels pressed against the bluestone road, leaving two bright red tracks.
"Oh my god" Deputy Wanhu Baoyin no longer bothered to urge his soldiers to come forward to snatch the Red Scarf Army's magical weapon.
He held his head with both hands and squatted in the city gate hole of the common people's house, his body shaking like chaff.
"Creak, creak, creak."
When Geng Zaicheng led the auxiliary troops to push the sixth artillery in front of the two armies' formations, all the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers in the narrow street opposite stopped struggling.
Whether they were Mongolian soldiers, Semu soldiers, or Han soldiers, they all pressed their bodies against the wall facing the street, as if only in this way could they escape.
No more thinking about breaking out from the other side of the city.
The Red Scarf Army can display six bell-shaped magic weapons in one breath, and they can also display the seventh, eighth, and ninth heavenly weapons.
These days, magic weapons are no longer on the streets.
They can be found in the wild as easily as shepherd's purse. dig inside "Wait, don't fire yet."
Zhu Bayi made a gesture and ordered Huang Laoer and others to stop shooting temporarily.
Then he raised the tin trumpet to his mouth and shouted loudly with a bit of pride, "Surrender, we are Xuzhou Red Scarf Xuzhou Red Scarf, don't kill the prisoners and surrender quickly" "Surrender, if you don't, I will fire one after another, see how long you can hold on."
Huang Laowai's second son jumped on his feet, like a nouveau riche, and shouted at the trembling enemy troops.
"You can't stop me.
My governor is a good man, so he gave you a chance to surrender.
If you don't know what's good for you, I will continue to bombard you until you know."
"Surrender, my commander-in-chief is Zhu Bayi.
My commander-in-chief never kills prisoners."
Grenadier deputy Qianhu Xu Yi and his brothers stood on the enemy tower behind the Yuan army and repeatedly gilded the image of their commander, " Surrender, my captain is Zhu Bayi.
My captain has never killed a prisoner."
"Surrender, my captain is Zhu Bayi.
Go and find out.
My captain has never killed a prisoner."
As the saying goes, a person's name is like a tree's shadow.
Although the Mongolian soldiers and generals in Hanxin City had never fought against Xuzhou Red Scarf, they had heard about Zhu Bayi's kindness from the mouths of Yanding, Mongolian soldiers, and Asu soldiers who had been released several times before.
Immediately, their stubbornness disappeared, and they all raised their voices and responded loudly: "Surrender, we are willing to surrender."
"Stop fighting, stop fighting, we are willing to surrender."
"Captain Zhu, stop fighting.
I didn't know it was you.
If I knew it was you, I would have dropped the knife a long time ago."
"Drop your weapons, hold your head in your hands and come over, Lao Hei.
Stand high and watch your aim.
If anyone dares to stop everyone from surrendering, I will blow him away."
Zhu Bayi heard the enemy clearly.
Jun responded, continuing to hold up the Iron Lama to order.
"Yes" Lian Laohei proudly turned his gun, and the black muzzle of the gun whirled in the face of the person opposite.
Every time he turned, the Yuan soldiers who were pointed at the gun instinctively dodge.
"Dang Rang, Dang Rang" The two dozen Mongolian and Yuan soldiers standing closest to the artillery position on the street took the lead in throwing down their weapons, holding their heads in their hands and ran towards the Red Turban Army.
"This way, this way, don't block the artillery."
Wu Liangmou immediately led a dozen sword and shield men to meet him and pushed the prisoners to both sides of the battlefield.
In order to prevent the unwilling Meng Yuan soldiers behind from struggling to death, these prisoners become human shields to block projectiles.
The suspected dying counterattack did not happen.
More Han soldiers dropped their weapons, held their heads in their hands and ran towards both sides of the Red Turban Army's battlefield.
Since the situation is irreversible, no one is willing to be left to be buried by Liu Tietou.
The se-eyed officers in the team looked at each other and dropped their weapons at their feet.
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He lowered his head and walked towards the Red Scarf Army.
They are all born businessmen and know how to weigh interests and risks best.
Deputy Wanhu Baoyin, who was hiding in the doorway, turned black with anger.
He held the handle of the knife in his hand and wanted to rush out to enforce military law, but was pressed firmly against the door panel by the soldiers.
"You can't win," a soldier who had been with him for at least ten years warned loudly.
"Captain Zhu doesn't take prisoners.
We can use money to redeem ourselves no matter whether they are Mongolians or not.
Let's bear with it today and save our lives.
Only then will we have a chance to get our place back in the future."
Another loyal soldier leader lowered his voice. , quick advice.
"Self-redemption" Deputy Wanhu Baoyin was stunned and murmured in response.
"Yes, redeem yourself."
The soldiers talked a lot and quickly relayed the rumors on the streets to him.
"That Zhu Bayi is the reincarnation of the Buddha.
He is bound by the precepts and cannot kill indiscriminately.
So every time he won a battle, he asked the captives to pay money to redeem their lives.
A month and a half ago, hundreds of Asos people were killed in Shan County The government ransomed him back.
It is said that Master Yuekuochaer was able to escape the siege because he secretly paid a large ransom and asked the people of Xuzhou to help him lie to deceive the emperor."
"Son of a bitch," Deputy Wanhu Baoyin cursed in a low voice, gritting his teeth.
However, seeing the pleading eyes of the soldiers, he sighed helplessly.
After thinking for a while, he struggled to get out of the door, put his hand on his mouth, and shouted outside the street, "Hey, I am the deputy Wanhu Baoyin from Huai'an Road.
I want to redeem myself with money.
My surname is Zhu.
Do you dare to agree in public?"
"We want to redeem ourselves, Governor Zhu.
My general wants to redeem himself.
Governor Zhu, you promised not to kill any prisoners."
He was afraid that Baoyin's tone was too harsh and would bring disaster to himself.
The loyal soldiers blocked him behind him and added loudly at the top of their lungs.
"Drop your weapons and come out, I promise you."
Under the influence of Zhu Dapeng, a time-travelling soul, Zhu Ba11 had no interest in killing prisoners.
Without thinking, I shouted back.
"Put down your weapons and get out.
My governor has no interest in killing you."
Xu Hongsan led the soldiers and repeated Zhu Bayi's promise loudly.
Deputy Wanhu Baoyin sighed again, dropped his steel sword and horn bow, and led the remaining thirty or so Mongolian soldiers around him, slowly walking towards the vestibule of the Municipal Yi Department.
Xu Hongsan immediately led an equal number of soldiers to come forward, picked them up, and tied them tightly with ropes.
Deputy Wanhu Baoyin did not resist.
He let the other party push him towards the edge of the battlefield and shouted loudly: "I am Deputy Wanhu of the commanding army on Huai'an Road.
You can pay whatever ransom fee you want.
Those are all They are my personal soldiers, don’t treat them harshly, it’s up to you to determine their worth.”
"Don't worry, my governor doesn't like this little money."
Xu Hongsan glared at him and responded loudly.
Before he finished speaking, several hoarse shouts suddenly came from behind him, "I am here to report to the hundreds of Han army households in Huai'an City.
I am here.
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I have no money and no money to redeem myself."
"Yes, you guys have no money.
You guys really have no money."
Not only the soldiers in the street who had not come out to surrender shouted loudly, but the prisoners who had been pulled to both sides of the battlefield were also crying and bargaining.
Unexpectedly, the enemy that he had killed with equal strength before was actually so tired.
Xu Hongsan, Wu Liangmou, Ran Zaicheng and other generals all turned to Zhu Bayi, expecting their commander to make a decision.
"I don't have money."
It was also the first time that Zhu Bayi encountered someone bargaining with him on this kind of thing.
He was stunned and laughed.
"If you don't have money, you can pay for it with the weapons in your hands and the armor on your body.
Just drop the armor." and weapons, consider it all redeemed by yourselves.
Hurry up, don’t waste your time.”
"Thank you, Governor" "Thank you, Commander-in-Chief Hong En."
On the narrow street opposite, more than 500 remaining Mongolian and Yuan soldiers began to take off their armor while saying thanks.
In the blink of an eye, each of them stripped down to their inner clothes, held their heads in their hands, and ran towards the two wings of the Red Scarf Army.
"De Fu, take a team of 100 auxiliary soldiers and take them to the Municipal Bureau of Economic Affairs and lock them up first."
Zhu Ba11 shook his head gently and ordered with helplessness on his face.
The performance gap between the enemy's front and back was too big, making it difficult for him to adapt for a while.
It always felt like a hammer had hit cotton.
From head to toe, no part of my body felt comfortable.
"Yes, Governor."
Geng Zaicheng was also very shameless in his behavior of bargaining for the enemy's prisoners.
He agreed to call up a hundred-man auxiliary army and drive the prisoners towards the market office like sheep.
"Wait, wait."
Li Qi, the centurion who had taken the lead in bargaining with Zhu Bayi earlier, refused to move.
He straightened his neck and shouted at Zhu Bayi, "Commander, wait a moment, villain, villain.
There’s something else to say” "Talk about shit, talk about shit, you are so shameless, how can the governor have time to listen to your blabbering?"
Geng Zaicheng became furious, holding up the mop, and slapped Li Qi hard on him.
"De Fu, let him speak."
Zhu Bayi quickly stopped him.
He glanced at Li Qi, who was full of philistine anger, and ordered with a frown, "Go on, I'm listening."
"Report to the Commander-in-Chief, Xiao Xiao, Xiao Xiao and my deputy Wan Hu are usually stationed in the military camp outside Han Xin City.
Today I heard the noise and rushed in.
No, it was not from Huai'an City.
The one you just killed was Liu Tie The tax collectors under the head account, and our team of a thousand men are stationed in Huai'an City.
Huai'an City is a full eight miles away from Hanxin City.
The reinforcements from the city are probably still on the way
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