Zhang Yangquan and the Qin family sisters all went down to the village wall and personally accepted Zhao Qianhu. It turned out that Zhao Qianhu's name was Zhao Baiwu, nicknamed Hei Qiansui, and he was from Haozhou.
Zhao Baiwu knelt down on one knee and lowered his head to the three of them: "Thank you for saving me!"
Zhang Yangquan helped him up, patted the back of his hand and said, "You are all good men among the Han people. We really can't bear to have you massacred by the Mongols!"
Zhao Baiwu's eyes turned red and he said: "We have become a tiger with wings, and we regret it!"
Qin Lingjun remembered that her father had also been a Yuan official, and sighed: "The world is like this, I can't blame you."
Zhang Yangquan suddenly straightened his face and said, "Brother Zhao, your name is a bit unlucky. Why don't I help you change it?"
Zhao Baiwu was stunned for a moment. He was an illiterate rough man. Seeing Zhang Yangquan's gentle and elegant appearance, he was expected to be a scholar, so he hurriedly said: "Very good, it's such a trouble for the military advisor!"
Zhang Yangquan said: "How about I call you Zhao Desheng? Those who have noble virtues will win every battle!"
Zhao Baiwu was overjoyed: "As expected of a military advisor, well, I will call him Zhao Desheng from now on!"
Zhang Yangquan said: "Brother Zhao, take your brothers to rest first. After we have defeated the Yuan soldiers, we will talk to you in detail."
Zhao Desheng tightened his grip on his horse and said loudly: "Commander Zhang, the leader of the Qin village, I have received your name today for taking him in. Mr. Zhao has no way to repay him. He is willing to lead his brothers out to kill them and repel them, as a certificate of surrender for entering the mountain!" p>
Zhang Yangquan said with a smile: "We don't need to register for the village."
However, Zhao Desheng was very stubborn and refused. In the end, he had to stay alone on the wall of the stronghold, and the soldiers were led to the mountain stronghold to rest and treat their injuries.
Zhao Desheng has ten hundred-man teams, eight regular teams, and two reserve teams.
In the Battle of Gaoyou and the battle to encircle and suppress Liu Ju, Zhao Desheng led the troops at the forefront, but his men were greatly damaged. The two reserve teams were sent in to make up for it. Only dozens of people were left at the foot of the mountain.
Zhao Desheng had just led his troops to surrender to the mountain stronghold, and there were three more of the eight centurions under his command. The three hundred households were a little frightened when they saw the surrender of thousands of households, fearing that Brother Wang Meng would hold them accountable, so they all knelt at the feet of Brother Wang Meng.
Brother Wang Meng raised his hand and said: "They violated military regulations, and we had to deal with them. Who would have thought that these traitors would turn to the bandits! You are not guilty, why should you be afraid? Wrinkle Jiurong, starting immediately, you will be promoted to Qianhu!"<
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A hundred households kowtow to express gratitude.
Brother Wang Meng looked around. After some handling, the Han soldiers in the team had been calmed down. He turned to his staff and said, "Yuan Ping, what do you think the explosion was?"
Yuan Ping hesitated for a moment and said: "It seems...gunpowder!"
Brother Wang Meng said solemnly: "I also suspected that it was gunpowder, but the power seems to be much stronger than gunpowder!"
Yuan Ping thought for a while and said: "General, I know why their muskets can hit so far!"
Brother Wang Meng was stunned, slapped his thigh and said: "Yes, the gunpowder uses gunpowder! Their gunpowder is more powerful, so the shells can be fired farther!"
He looked up at the sky and murmured: "Why is their gunpowder so powerful?"
Yuan Ping reminded: "General, it is said that when gunpowder was first discovered by alchemists, it was not very powerful. However, today, it can be used as a weapon!"
Brother Wang Meng's heart sank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You mean they found a way to improve gunpowder?"
Yuan Ping nodded, feeling very solemn and even worried. How could a mere small village have such a thing? It must have been obtained elsewhere.
The person who owns this thing must be a big force. If it is a rebel army, it will definitely bring fatal trouble to the Yuan army!
On normal days, Brother Wang Meng would have the same thoughts as Yuan Ping, but at this moment, his mind was filled with thoughts of revenge, and he had no time to think further.
Originally, he planned to switch to shield soldiers and take over, but the gunpowder on the opposite side was buried in the ground, and he did not know how many more places were buried. Even if the shield soldiers could withstand the fire blunderbuss, they could not stop the power of the gunpowder explosion.
For the current plan, he could only shoot the opponent from a distance and then charge. Thinking of this, he shouted: "Much!"
A Mongolian general came out and said: "The final general is here!"
"Bring your marksman and shoot all these bandits!"
Mangka showed hesitation.
Wang Mengge was furious: "Are you scared? You can't even compare to the Han people, so why are you praising heroes?"
A burst of red light came to Mongka's face, and he rushed out of the stone wall with a hard bow, facing the direction of the mountain village, roaring in Mongolian: "Warriors, charge with me!"
Five hundred archers rushed out and followed him towards the stronghold.
These five hundred people are all Mongolians. They are the strongest archers under Wang Mengge. They have superb riding skills. With their ability of riding and shooting, the five hundred cavalry can deal with thousands of people.
Yuan Ping hurriedly persuaded Brother Wang Meng to avoid defeating this elite division. However, Brother Wang Meng was unmoved and ordered people to beat drums to help. For a time, the morale of the Yuan soldiers was greatly boosted.
"Boom! Boom!"
The sound of two fire cannons suppressed the sound of the drums. The archers of the Yuan soldiers stood densely. The two cannons killed and wounded more than a dozen people, and the impact points were very close to Mangka. It was obvious that the enemy was targeting him.
Mongka just watched Zhao Desheng's men being beaten to death by stone bullets from a distance, and he didn't notice anything. He just thought that Han'er was too timid and was as timid as a rabbit!
At this moment, he witnessed the people around him being beaten to a bloody pulp, and the smell of blood penetrated his nose desperately. In an instant, he felt that the strength in his body was draining away.
Even he was like this, and the other Mongolian soldiers were even worse.
At most, these Mongolian soldiers had dealt with the Red Turban Army. The power and range of the firecrackers they encountered were inferior to their own, so they were not very afraid.
At this moment, our own firecracker is still at the foot of the mountain, and even if it is moved up, it will not be a match for others.
A thought flashed through everyone's mind. In the next moment, they might die as horribly as the corpses around them!
Mangka took a deep breath and managed to roar: "Don't be afraid, everyone, keep charging with me. If you get within fifty feet, you can shoot those despicable bandits to death!"
This group of archers are Wang Mengge's most elite marksmen. They are all warriors with amazing arm strength. They all use two stone bows and can kill enemies fifty feet away.
When everyone heard this, they felt the pride of a marksman in their hearts, and they mustered up the courage to rush forward again, but the speed was still much slower than before.
"Boom - boom -"
When everyone rushed to a hundred feet, the ruthless sound of cannons sounded again, and more than a dozen people were killed and injured by fire cannons.
At the moment when the gun went off, he subconsciously held his head and crouched on guard.
When he stood up, he found that everyone started to flee. He didn't order them and ran away himself.
Brother Wang Meng did not order the execution of the deserters this time. Everyone fled back to the camp and knelt at the feet of Brother Wang Meng to apologize.
Brother Wang Meng looked at them without saying a word. It was hard to believe that the elite troops he relied on the most were not as good as Zhao Baiwu and his gang.
In this situation, even bringing in a blunderbuss will not help.
At this moment, the mountain wind blew fiercely, a white light flashed in the dark clouds in the sky, a thunder sounded, and after a while, a light rain began to fall.
Brother Wang Meng looked up at the sky. After a long while, he let out a long sigh and finally gave up the idea of storming Longtan Village. He ordered the army to withdraw to the foot of the mountain, and the road down the mountain was surrounded by iron bridges.