The terrain of the southern pass of Wutouling is dangerous. Looking down at the Hongshui River in front, on both sides are Baizhang Cliffs that are even scared by monkeys. Behind it is guarding the mining area for dozens of miles.

For thousands of years, this has been a place where the villages fought for desperately. Now layers of defense have been set up.

Facing the enemies outside the mountain, a turbid river water surged out of the culvert and merged into a dirty swamp. The lotus flowers in the swamp were gorgeous, and crocodiles and fanged fish that could enjoy eating human flesh were hidden under the lotus leaves. Behind the swamp were two deep trenches, and bamboo thorns were planted in the four fields, and poisonous snakes were present.

Finally, there is a thick high log wall, which connects two cliffs on the left and right, crossing the mountain road. The wooden wall opens the city gate and sets a whistle tower around each.

For thousands of years, there have been countless barriers and fortifications in this broken place, which have been built, fought for and destroyed. The dirty wooden wall in front of me was built by the King of Beipozhai. It happened 120 years ago. At that time, it was as high as 20 feet, and a skeleton was inserted every 5 steps. 80 years ago, it was taken down by the Bloodstone Village and increased to 30 feet; 40 years ago, it was seized by Tongtou Village, and the wall was doubled, covered with dog blood and feces, and it is said to be able to resist the bombardment of a hundred-pound cannon.

Today, Tongtou Village relies on this dangerous pass to resist the covetousness of the mountain villages of the Wutouling coal mine. There are dozens of mountain soldiers stationed near the city gate, and there are hundreds of jing soldiers in the small valley behind. This pass also blocks the escape of slaves. For dozens of years, no slave sent to Wutouling could leave here alive.

Behind the pass is a wide valley, with sparse trees, ruts and cinders everywhere. Dozens of coal mountains are piled up at the foot of the mountains on both sides. In the sunny weather, there are stretched vehicles transporting coal to the pier outside. During the busy months, nearly a thousand stones of coal pass through the city gate every day.

At this time, it was getting late, and the back of the pass was quiet. Dozens of mountain soldiers were burning fire and making meals in the camp. Later, there were no one who had a conflict with whom, and a few people started to tear them up. They fought on the ground covered with coal ash and horse manure, slamming their fists on each other's faces, making a "bang" sound, which made the brothers applaud. Kind people sent knives and wooden sticks to let them exert their full combat power.

What a wonderful evening!

Suddenly, the sentries on the tower began to shout. He found a group of men in the forest behind the closing gate, and they were quietly approaching.

There were metal flashes in the team, which were swords, spears, and even armor. Of course, the guards at the gate could not guess the origin of the team, but they came from the gate, probably their own people... But suddenly, they found that most of the men in the team were covered in their bodies, and their brown and yellow skin was very distinct in the jungle in the evening.

They are slaves!

The slaves were carrying spears in their hands, and they were rebelling!

) The shrill sound immediately ran through every eardrum inside and outside the pass, and even a few crocodiles floated in the swamp a mile away, guessing that the river water flowing out of the valley was about to be mixed with the smell of blood.

The soldiers guarding the Tongtouzhai Mountain were immediately lit. They shouted and grabbed their weapons to line up to meet the enemy. At this moment, the sky was still bright. Although the sun fled into the western mountain, the golden rays were filled with the light of the sun in that half of the day, which was a good time for the men to fight to the death.

Since it has been discovered, there is no need to hide it anymore.

Such an open battlefield, there was no hope of launching a surprise attack.

The troops leading by Feng Hu had approached from behind the Nan Pass, only more than 200 steps away from the enemy soldiers. They lined up in a long line and rushed straight to the Nan Pass with murderous intent.

Behind the long line were eight "Nightingale" warriors, all of whom were wearing armor. The hot air was surging between the armor and the body, and sweat rolled down the neck and spine.

The brothers in front of them were dressed very coolly. They were 25 soldiers all over the body - they were slaves, but yesterday evening, they experienced the baptism of blood, rushed out of the mine door and returned to the sun, and ran wildly in the jungle all night and experienced a cruel choice. At this moment, they had washed away all over the coal dust and turned into new recruits from the Liuzhou Water Camp, holding bamboo spears tightly to face the enemy step by step.

At the front of the team was Feng Hu, holding a three-eyed gun in each hand and an axe hanging behind his waist. The soldiers beside him held a short spear and pulled up a small triangle flag. It was a pure black se flag with a pattern of feathers sewn with slender gold se brushstrokes.

They are from the Nightingale! This little bird, who has always been foraging for food, is now about to eat meat.

Zhang Xuan walked at the end of the team carrying two boxes of rockets, and the two mountain boys following him. The two boys each carried two boxes of rockets, and were carrying a rattan card in their hands. They couldn't help but look back and wanted to see if the pursuers had already come.

There were pursuers behind, and the passes and ambushers in front. The only chance was to rush out before being surrounded. They stepped on the soil and cinder on the ground, their faces were covered with ferocious faces, and quickly approached the pass.

The gates had already started to move, and the guards were rushing and gathering, preparing to welcome the sudden attack. Even the faces of each enemy were beating alive, and they could feel their panic, resentment, and the flashes of the sword.

The god of death was dormant in the air above their heads, and could smell the fishy smell on His body.

Immediately afterwards, there were also shouts and horns in the valley behind, which were the signals from the pursuers. Now they were inseparable.

150 steps apart!

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Feng Hu watched a few arrows jump into the air from the enemy formation at the gate. They became larger in vain and fell down. The team behind him was scattered around the ground. The slaves, the array of 25 spearmen, moved a little, and the nightingale soldiers behind him immediately roared.

Facing the arrow feathers, the black se flag embroidered with gold se feathers rose two feet in vain. The team accelerated their speed and approached the enemy formation with arrows. Feng Hu pressed the speed in front and kept the queue, preventing his physical strength from being consumed unnecessary.

"Rise the shield!" Zhang Xuan growled, and the two boys rushed to lift the shield over their heads. The arrows fell scattered among the crowd, and then the two spearmen's shoulders and arms were shed. They were yelling and jumping, and the Nightingale soldiers rushed up and pulled them to break the arrow shaft, and then kicked them to continue to follow the queue.

"After the fight, you follow me." Zhang Xuan said to the two children. "You are lucky and you will definitely rush out."

"They only have a few bows, and they can't even get farts, and they don't hurt. They're scaring people." Zhang Xuan pointed to the wall, "Sometimes, you can see how I take action, I'll suppress them alone!"

"When you grow up, you will be the personal soldiers of Jindusi, and you can even be the 100th general. How many people envy you!" Zhang Xuan grinned at a child, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

"Mr. Du Si loves soldiers like his sons, but don't think he is charitable and soft-hearted. I have seen him order a murder with his own eyes, but he is so cruel!"

"Dusi said that in a few years, our Zangbaogang will be as prosperous as Guangzhou City. Then you two kids ride horses, wearing silver armor, and walk around the city...! How exciting! I should have done well at that time..."

Suddenly, Feng Hu turned his head and yelled: "Rocket!"

"Rocket!" Zhang Xuan responded and rushed straight from the end of the team to the front. He pushed the arrow box against his shoulders and aimed the two boys chased him and used rattan cards to protect his left and right.

A spark flashed, and white smoke immediately spread out, and dozens of rockets burst out. In an instant, a pale smoke column was smeared from the air in the canyon. It was an arc that stretched to hundreds of steps, one end connected to the men who fought to the death and the other end connected to their life path.

Morale was greatly boosted! The soldiers immediately shouted! "Go to your mother!" "See it!" "Fuck him to death!" "She he had a rocket of 100 taels of silver!"

"Push up!" Feng Hu led the troops to follow quickly. Zhang Xuan rushed to the front with two boys, constantly moving and dodging between the bushes and the low hills, blocking them with rattan cards, and igniting a box of rockets every 10 steps. The rockets kept gushing out, pressing the mountain soldiers under the door tightly!

When he arrived at the 4th box of the rocket, Zhang Xuan even understood a new technique: "Shake it when she is she!" Zhang Xuan yelled. The rocket's spraying she was one after another. At the moment of eruption, he shook his arm horizontally, and he could even produce a small "fan"!

The rocket's white smoke bloomed again and again, and the team of soldiers rushed out slowly in the smoke and dust. Although the arrows coming from the opposite side were sparse, they became more and more powerful. The two people in the front were bleeding, and a spearman behind him was penetrated by an arrow and killed on the spot.

In an emergency, the flag bearer suddenly shrank, and an arrow penetrated his upper arm. As soon as the flag fell over, it was captured by Feng Hu and swung the golden feather forward!

"Spike, crossing the formation!"

At this moment, 30 steps apart, Feng Hu was still following 23 slaves - their current identity was the spearmen of the water camp. When they heard the sound, they immediately stepped forward and moved horizontally, turning into the simplest and most primitive horizontal array: a small interlaced array of 11 people in the front row and 12 people in the back row.

"Horizontal formation", these novice spearmen only heard this word a quarter of an hour ago. Feng Hu said that it was the only queue that could lead them out, so they remembered the syllable. The Nightingale's soldiers only demonstrated it roughly once. They had not even practiced those spears once, and now they were about to rush to the close of the gate to meet the enemy!

"Side by side!" "Side by side!" "A line!" The nightingale soldiers behind roared, "We will protect your side!"

Fighting side by side is the simplest and most invincible secret! Leave your side ribs and vests to your brothers, without any scruples in your heart, just holding the bamboo spear and killing them to your heart's content!

At this moment, white smoke filled the door, and it was already a mess.

Under the five rounds of rocket attacks, at least half of the mountain soldiers were caught in arrows. They fell to the ground, with arrow shafts inserted into them and white smoke was emitted. They ran away with their heads in their arms, and they rolled on the ground with blood. More mountain soldiers retreated behind the hillsides and roadblocks, and they didn't even dare to poke their heads out.

30 steps, the Rockets have reached the nearest killing process.

"Follow me!" Zhang Xuan rushed out with the last box of rockets and jumped onto a small coal mountain. As soon as he stood firm, an arrow was inserted into the rattan beside him, which was a boy desperately blocking him!

"See!" Zhang Xuan aimed the arrow box at the dead corner behind the roadblock, where there were more than 10 Tongtouzhai Mountain soldiers hiding.

In an instant, the fire flashed, his arms swayed slightly, and 32 arrows suddenly splashed behind the roadblock, sweeping across a killing field. The rockets were like a group of evil ghosts, pulling the fire and white smoke and tearing each other between the figures, tearing them apart, and burning traces in the air, ruthlessly penetrating through the living bodies.

"Release the spear!" Feng Hu shook the flag, but saw Zhang Xuan's body slipping softly from the coal mountain. The man fell to the ground and there was no movement. The last empty arrow box was still pressed into his arms, burning.

The flames surged on him, but he didn't move at all, and had long lost his breath.

The two boys wailed and jumped down and kicked the arrow box and tried out the flames madly, but saw that Zhang Xuan's neck had been penetrated by an arrow. As the rolling arrow rod was still shaking his neck, blood was soaked in half of his body.

"Release the spear!" Feng Hu roared shrillly, "One line! rush!"

The black flag and golden feathers floated slightly in the eyes of everyone, and in an instant it turned into a flame! The slaves roared and rushed forward, and the once out of reach was just around the corner! The once violent mountain soldiers guards were wailing and squatting on the ground. They didn't even dare to grab their weapons, and watched the tips of dozens of crude spears break through the wind.

Join the formation!

White smoke filled with blood and four she.

The spearmen roared and pushed up the line. The bamboo spear ruthlessly poked and killed the mountain soldiers, even broke and broke! Then they picked up the sword and chased them and stood in the queue again to continue chopping and killing. The enemies who had already been suppressed by the rockets were defeated and retreated, and were chopped over and killed by one by one. Blood was splattering and smearing on the living slaves, dyeing them all red.

Finally, there was a loud bang, and the Nankou gate was torn apart in a ball of fire and collapsed. The slaves ran through the black smoke and rushed towards the river half a mile away.

...

The sixth year of the Apocalypse, the seventh day of the 10th month.

Taking advantage of the night, several small boats slowly sailed into the pier of Zangbao Port in Qianjiang. Before the boat could get firm, some men jumped out of the boat and rushed to the shore, kneeling there and crying.

After Feng Hu got ashore, he felt physically and mentally exhausted. He made some arrangements for the soldiers. When he turned around, he saw Jin Shiqi standing on the dock and looking at them. Feng Hu hurriedly came over and bowed deeply to him, "Dusi, I'll bring 16 back!"

"Where are the Nightingale's brothers?"

"One died, Zhang Xuan." Feng Hu briefly said about Zhang Xuan, how brave he was and how outstanding his achievements were. Finally, he mentioned that he still had a wife and children in his family.

Jin Shiqi pondered for a moment and whispered: "You go and settle down."

Feng Hu handed Zhang Xuan's fuse tube to him again, "Du Si, this is what he did." Feng Hu's voice began to tremble, "I'll ask you for him, can this item be sold for some money?"

Jin Shiqi took the fuse tube and touched it a few times, and tears came out in his eyes, "It's very good, the machine bought it."

Feng Hu knelt on the ground with a bang, "Dusi, I'll thank you for him!"

Then Jin Shiqi and Feng Hu talked about how to settle those liberated slave workers, how to set up a separate team, how to find soldiers to train them, how to pay attention to confidentiality, and how to continue to monitor the news about the mountain villages, especially Tongtou Village.

Finally, Jin Shiqi asked Feng Hu in a low voice: "Do you know why I ordered you to kiss this time?"

"Probably...only...only...only, only the subordinates know the profound meaning of Dusi, so they can be tempered on the road."

"You are right, but you haven't said it all." Jin Shiqi pointed at the naked men. The men were laughing and changing into clothes, and were being led by the soldiers to their new residence. "Although they are crude now, they will assume great responsibilities and burn all over the ten villages like wildfire. Many years later, they will even become new heads, chieftains, and Qian Zong. By then, they will remember that you, Feng Hu, brought them out."
Chapter completed!