The moon was waning in the sky and the night was hazy.
At the former site of Huang's family in the north of the village, Huang Chen leaned on the door, looking south towards Port Macao, while carefully wiping his flintlock pistol with a handkerchief. Fighting broke out in the south, but was the fighting too intense? Will the Lin pirates in the north mountain
Will he find something unusual? He has carefully prepared generous gifts for the enemy. If the enemy dare not come to attack the stronghold, wouldn't he let down his good intentions?
"Ship owner, do you really plan to let him in?" The dim light shone on Zhao Hongyi's face, the light and shadow were floating, and the brightness was uncertain.
Huang Chen glanced sideways at Zhao Hongyi and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, you have asked me this no less than three times."
Zhao Hongyi said in a deep voice: "I still think this move is too risky. Once a fierce battle breaks out between the two sides in the village, the villagers will definitely be killed or injured. The best choice is to resist the enemy."
"Brother Zhao is worrying too much." Huang Chen slowly shook his head. Not fighting is probably the situation that Zhao Hongyi is most happy to see. Zhao Hongyi is a good hand in training troops, leading ships, and fighting. With Huang Chen's assistance,
The burden on him was at least half lighter, but he was too cautious, to put it harshly, too timid.
A man with a rugged face and a powerful appearance walked out of the night. It was Chen Wu. He quickly came to Huang Chen and whispered: "Ship owner, report from the front, the thief is here."
"..."
Chen Jiaojing was not an idiot, and there was no way he could not have noticed such a big commotion in Kou'ao. However, he did not hesitate as Huang Chen feared, and still led nearly 400 of his men out of the mountain and headed towards the village.
"Sure enough, there is no one..." Chen Jiaojing came closer and saw that there was no one around, and there was no sentry in the watchtower. He could not suppress a look of ecstasy on his face. It seemed that his guess was correct. The other party didn't know how to detect it.
He knew nothing about his own traces on the sea. Both sides were fighting at Kou'ao. Who got the advantage? The more Chen Jiaojing thought about it, the more excited he became. He kept urging his agile men to climb over the fence and open the village gate.
"Creak, creak..." The heavy village door, which was more than ten feet wide, slowly opened, revealing faces full of greed.
"Hahahaha!" When the village gate was fully opened, Chen Jiaojing let out a long laugh, brandished his knife and shouted: "Young men, wealth is right in front of you, what are you waiting for? Kill me!"
"Kill..."
What the men were waiting for was Chen Jiaojing's words. When they heard this, their eyes turned red immediately, and they rushed to the village gate like ants infested with mutton. As the saying goes, first come, first served. How could the pirates spare their efforts? They only hated their parents for having two children.
With only one leg, the fastest runner was approaching the residence in the blink of an eye.
White money, white women...
At this moment, loud noises erupted from the roofs, sides, balconies, doors and windows of several residential buildings, and the hot cannonballs swept into the darkness like a storm. None of the dozen pirates running in front were spared.
The whole body was bruised and bloody, and it was too horrible to look at. Some people were injured but did not die. They were lying on the ground rolling back and forth, crying like ghosts and howling. Under the thick night, there was an indescribable oozing feeling.
"Big gun, big gun..." There was a heartbreaking scream.
"We've been fooled! We've been fooled! Run away!" One pirate was frightened and turned around and ran away. Pirates followed him in twos and threes and fled for their lives, while more people stood still and were at a loss to advance or retreat.
Chen Jiaojing's heart was cold and his scalp was numb. The opponent was obviously prepared. The outcome of the battle was uncertain, but he was unwilling to let him retreat like this. "Wealth can be gained through danger! If you don't take some risks, where will the money come from?"
!" After all, Chen Jiaojing couldn't resist the temptation of a village's wealth. He gritted his teeth and shouted loudly: "Most of the enemies are blocking the leader at Kou'ao. The guards here are limited, one or two hundred at most. We have four hundred.
Are you still afraid that you can't defeat them? Don't stop, keep pushing forward!"
"Boom! Boom!" The artillery hidden in the houses roared again, and then gradually stopped. Teams of Huang Chen's sailors armed with long guns emerged from every corner of the house, forming groups of five people.
In the horizontal formation, two groups formed one team, echoing from left to right, and quickly rushed towards Lin Fang's pirates. Huang Chen's fire gun soldiers were the strongest in Dachen Mountain, but it was a pity that in night battles, there were many bird cannons and three-eyed cannons for offense and defense.
Inconveniently, he is unable to fight this time, and Huang Chen's martial arts has been reduced to half. However, Huang Chen is not worried. His spearmen are also the strongest in Dachen Mountain. Even if they only use half of their martial arts, they can still defeat the enemy...
Rows of walls of people and bushes of guns rushed up. Chen Jiaojing and his men immediately felt the bottomless despair that the old crew member Lin Ba had felt.
Use a rigorous formation to fight against stragglers. Not to mention other things, the density and convenience alone are not at the same level. Almost every Linfang pirate will be attacked by two or three spears. At this time, no matter you have shocking skills and superb martial arts, you will also need to drink the hateful spear.
Down.
This was an extremely asymmetric duel. Not only did the Lin Fang pirates block Huang Chen's spearmen for a moment, they couldn't even slow down their opponents. The spearmen defeated the pirate forwards with overwhelming force and then charged into the enemy.
In the crowd, they were rushing forward wildly and unstoppably.
Chen Jiaojing saw the young men kill his opponents in a blink of an eye, making them cry for their fathers and scream for their mothers. They ran away with their heads in their hands and a look of confusion on their faces. This was beyond his understanding. In a moment of confusion, Huang Chen's spearmen quickly advanced, and Chen Jiaojing
Unable to think too much, he led a dozen people around him to fight. Fang Yi fought and suffered a big loss. Four or five of his close associates were directly stabbed to death with spears. Several others were injured, including Chen Jiaojing himself, whose right thigh was covered in blood.
He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder split apart, he turned around and limped to join the escape team.
The pirates once again complained that their parents had two legs, which only went in and out, but their moods were as different as heaven and earth.
Although the gate of the village was more than ten feet wide, it could not withstand the large number of people fleeing for their lives. The pirates piled up at the gate of the village and huddled together, creating chaos and shouts and curses.
Chen Jiaojing raised his voice and announced his name several times, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him. He had no choice but to endure the excruciating pain in his thigh and squeezed into the crowd. With his extraordinary brute strength, he finally got through.
He came out. However, he immediately saw a group of enemies rushing towards him from the east. The soul that had just settled down was suddenly frightened and flew away. Chen Jiaojing didn't dare to fight anymore, so he ran away. Before he could get a few steps away, a sharp weapon
The arrow pierced the night sky with a shrill whistle, pierced through the side of his neck, and shot him to the ground. The arrow feathers were warping and trembling.
Lin Fang's pirates crowded the gate of the village and were attacked from both inside and outside. In all likelihood, they knelt down and surrendered. Very few of them escaped and fought to the death. Once the fighting stopped, Huang Chen slowly walked into the battlefield surrounded by people and said to Zhao beside him.
Hongyi said: "Brother Zhao, what are you doing? The situation you were worried about has not happened. The villagers are safe and sound, and all the enemies have been wiped out by me. Facts have proved that you were overly worried. They are just a bunch of mobs. There is no need to look forward and backward."
Zhao Hongyi clasped his fists and said, "The captain of the ship is wise."
"Gao Ming? Why do I think you are scolding me?" Huang Chen smiled and shook his head. Seeing Zhao Hongyi eager to explain, he waved his hand and said: "Don't take your jokes seriously..."
Chen Wu reported that the enemy leader Chen Jiaojing was dead. Huang Chen nodded as if nothing had happened. Although Chen Jiaojing was one of the top generals under Lin Qilao and well-known in Chenshan, it was difficult for him to catch his eye. Huang Chen called Chen Jiaojing.
Five people were brought over, and Chen Wu replied with a strange look on his face that the person who killed Chen Jiaojing was the subordinate of the big leader, Yimu Lao. Huang Chen laughed dumbly. The main force in this battle was undoubtedly his, and he could pick the biggest peach.
On the contrary, there was an old man lying in wait. Chen Wu looked weird. Not only that, Huang Chen also knew this man. He was Mozhuang Mazi, a northern village who had a nasty relationship with Yang Dong. He was the new joke of the village after dinner. A man who was said to be a close friend on the shore.
Wang Fengwu's martial arts contestants vomited and had diarrhea as soon as they reached the sea, and turned into soft-legged shrimps, which really made everyone laugh.
"Did you kill Chen Jiaojing with it?" Huang Chen pointed at the huge bow in Zhuang Mo's hand, which was about the same height as an ordinary person. He was surprised.
"Yes." Zhuang Mo stood tall and replied with his fists clasped.
Huang Chen asked for the big bow with great interest and tried pulling the string. He found it quite difficult and said, "Not bad, not bad. Have you been practicing for many years?"
"It's been seven or eight years." Zhuang Mo nodded.
Huang Chen said: "You have made great contributions and must be rewarded. Now that the leader has passed away, I will reward you twenty taels of silver on my behalf."