Chapter 55: Protecting the Village and Killing the Enemy
Not only Zhao Qingyun was dumbfounded, but the Beidi people outside Zhuangzi were also dumbfounded for a moment. Who would have thought that a rain of arrows would actually be thrown out of a small Jiren Zhuangzi.
Even though it was a stone arrow, with the power of the long bow, its lethality was considerable. Before the first few Beidi riders had time to turn around, they were struck by several arrows and fell off their horses and fell to the ground.
Three or two people died under the iron hoofs of the frightened horses.
"Strike the bow." Xu Mu spoke again, his tone becoming more solemn.
A sudden wave of arrows could only kill three or two people indirectly. How difficult it was.
More than twenty village women soon raised their long bows again.
"Northeast, forty paces."
"Projection!"
This time, Xu Mu finally showed a happy face. As the distance lengthened, the power of the long bow became more powerful.
Fully five Di people were shot outside Zhuangzi with stunned expressions. Two Di horses also fell into a pool of blood.
Of course, the Beidi people were not fools. After discovering that there was a rain of arrows being thrown from Zhuangzi, they quickly dispersed their formation, circled Zhuangzi, and ran out in anger.
"Hide yourself."
Not only the young men on the arrow tower, but also the village women who were originally in the open space also held their heads and crawled into the wooden house next to them.
Zhou Fu and his wife also hurried forward. Li Xiaowan and the other two were so frightened that they raised their tiger shields and hurriedly hid in the wooden shed with Fan Gu and Wang Yun.
The running of Di people, accompanied by roars, made people feel extremely frightened. In the end, only the old scholar was left slumped in front of the wooden house, still drinking wine as if nothing had happened.
Fairy style.
On the arrow tower, Zhao Qingyun swallowed hard, not out of fear, but out of disbelief.
In the past, there was no reason for village women to fight, but the young boss in front of him actually trained the village women to become infantry archers, and shot and killed seven or eight ferocious Beidi people with a projectile gesture.
"Master Xu, what are your plans next?"
"Brother Zhao, you are a capable person in the military. I should listen to your advice."
"No, I don't want to be fooled anymore." Zhao Qingyun retracted his head from the bow window, "Master Xu, the Di people have suffered a loss now, and the projectile method is probably not going to work."
"Brother Zhao, what do you think?"
"There are six archery towers in the village. You might as well take up their respective positions and shoot them with arrows. Maybe you can force the Di people back."
"That's inappropriate." Xu Mu shook his head, "I'm afraid there will be reinforcements, so I suggest a quick battle."
"Quick fight?" Zhao Qingyun looked at Xu Mu and fell into confusion again. If the Beidi people were easy to deal with, why would the Eighth Battalion of Dingbian be beaten to the point where they were running away, and why would the Ji people be afraid of Di Ruhu?
"Chen Sheng, tell the people in the six arrow towers to use only scattered arrows to lure the Di people closer."
"Master Xu, as I said before, although the Di people are not carrying ladders, they actually have rope hooks, making it easy to climb the wall!" Zhao Qingyun looked anxious.
Xu Mu's decisions shattered his previous perceptions time and time again.
"The battlefield is changing rapidly, and we cannot stick to the rules."
Zhao Qingyun wanted to persuade him again, but when he looked up, he found that the people in the six archery towers had slowly stopped shooting their bows, and the Di people were roaring and charging closer and closer.
As a last resort, he could only let out a long sigh, drew his swords, and prepared for hand-to-hand combat.
"Lean over——"
Under the cover of waves of horse arrows, at least forty Beidi people abandoned their horses and drew their swords. Taking advantage of Zhuangzi's scattered arrows, they roared towards the wooden wall and charged towards them.
"Cut off the rope hook!" Zhao Qingyun took the lead. He didn't care about the arrows coming from the horse, and chopped off a few times before cutting off a rope hook.
The Di people who climbed the wall roared and fell down.
"Master Xu, if we are slower, the Di people will climb up the wooden wall! We will be defeated!"
In hand-to-hand combat, he would not be a match for those strong Di people.
Xu Mu didn't answer, narrowed his eyes, and looked coldly at Di Ren who was climbing the wall.
"Brother Zhao, let me ask, if more than fifty people in Zhuangzi want to enter Hezhou, how much military merit will it take?"
"Five, fifty heads."
Fifty heads means fifty Beidi people’s heads.
"It's still a little short of that." Xu Mu sighed slightly.
"Master Xu, please don't make excuses." At this moment, Zhao Qingyun's heart was already in his throat.
He was not an ordinary soldier. He had a desire to serve the country when he was young and was familiar with military books. Otherwise, he would not have been promoted to captain at such a young age.
"It's not that Ji Ren is weak, but that when facing the Di people, he has a fear of the enemy without fighting first."
"The military affairs in this world are nothing more than good military discipline, making clever plans, attacking unprepared, and avoiding sharp ones."
Xu Mu stood up coldly and stood firmly on the arrow tower.
The words were so shocking that Zhao Qingyun could not hide the excitement on his face and had already considered introducing Xu Mu to the Ministry of War.
"When I go to Huangquan, if the king of hell asks me, please remember my name."
"Xu Mu, the owner of Daji Wangzhou, the old racecourse of Sitong Road!"
Xu Mu's eyes suddenly turned cold, and then he slowly raised his hand and pointed angrily.
The young men on the six arrow towers had already wrapped their kerosene arrows, and almost at the same time, they roared and shot towards the trench under the wooden wall.
In an instant, along the trench dug deep by Zhuangzi, the fire oil tanks buried exploded, and fire snakes began to hiss and climb angrily.
The fire caused those Beidi people who were halfway up the climb to fall into the fire pit. Under Zhuangzi, screams could be heard one after another.
Zhao Qingyun turned his head in confusion and looked at Xu Mu in disbelief.
In normal times, two battalion soldiers working together to kill a Beidi man would be enough to honor their ancestors.
Fortunately now, the young owner of the old racecourse turned more than 40 Beidi people into powder with just a raise of his hand.
"There are still six or seven cavalry, and they are probably going to retreat." Xu Mu frowned.
"Master Xu Fang, why don't you wait for these six or seven Di Cavalry people to retreat and leave the village to pick up some weapons and armor." Zhao Qingyun said with difficulty.
"Of course, Brother Zhao deserves to be born in the military."
Zhao Qingyun felt vaguely ashamed after hearing these words. Regardless of his military background, this victory was all led by Xu Mu.
"My suggestion is that there are still a few fierce horses in the village, so why not give them a chase?"
When the people of Di fled, there would be abandoned horses outside Zhuangzi, but the horses of the people of Di were so wild that they could not be tamed even for a while.
"Chasing, chasing the Di people?" Zhao Qingyun was even more shocked. What's the difference between playing horse racing with the Di people and committing suicide?
"That's what I mean." Xu Mu's tone remained unchanged, "If these Di people are allowed to return to the camp and report to the higher authorities, our Xujiazhuang will be in danger. The forest road outside Zhuangzi is long and narrow, and the Di people's horses may not be as fast.
How fast."
On the contrary, there are more than ten young men in Xujiazhuang who often live nearby and are already familiar with the surrounding environment.
"Brother Zhao, are you going with me?"
"Naturally, let's go together!" At this time, Zhao Qingyun was really convinced. The little boss in front of him not only had good strategies to defeat the enemy, but what was even more rare and valuable was his extraordinary calmness.
He had only seen this kind of composure in a certain Protector of the Country.
"Six fierce horses, Chen Sheng, please choose three more. Remember to bring the iron horse with you. If you chase them ten miles away, even if the Di people escape, they must return to Zhuangzi."
“Don’t worry, boss!”
With their morale collapsed, and the two pots of horse arrows having almost all been shot, these six or seven cavalrymen were actually nothing to worry about.
Soon, Sihu Chen Sheng and three other young men had already picked up their horses and prepared their guns. When the gate of the village opened, they immediately rushed out.
"Master Xu, don't you want to go?" Zhao Qingyun looked strange as he was riding on a fiery horse.
At this time, the young boss in front of him uttered another sentence that almost made him collapse.