Chapter 150: I attack you

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Chapter 150
The lobby of Fusi, Jinyiweibei Town, was empty, and the tigers descended from the mountain. A white tigerskin golden chair sat on the side of Yang Ling. The ten iron guards who accompanied him to Beijing stood around and stood still.
After taking a light drink of Jiangnan tea picking woman's best tea before the rain with her tongue picking and crisp chest roasting, Yang Ling comfortably lifted Erlang's legs. Although she has been alert and cautious, she feels very comfortable with power. .
"Awake to kill the sword, drunk lying on the knees of the beauty" but is it? Speaking of beautiful women, Yang Ling sat on a soft cotton-cotton tiger skin chair, holding her chin, and suddenly thought of Dai Louer and Gao Wenxin. They only took forty guards, attracting 24,000 or 5,000 tigers. Factory fan, won't there be any accidents?
I was a little uneasy, but I remembered that there were more than a thousand roads to enter and leave the capital, and Dongchang could not use the local government and soldiers. The soldiers guarded only a few dozens of each. The forty guards who selected one of the hundred should be able to protect them. It is safe to move without incident, not to mention there is a resourceful, can be changed into a second gear.
If it is really bad, they can also retreat to Shijiazhuang, where there is a guard horse, the head of a thousand households is the brother-in-law of Shao Jiewu, the envoy of Nanzhen. Now the two factories are privately involved and have no right to use the army, but Dai Louer With Shao Zhenfu's tokens, if they retreated to Shijiazhuang, they would still be able to take refuge. The situation in Jingli is certain, and the fans must look at the scenery, and their danger can be relieved. Thinking of this, Yang Ling settled down again.
The fourth bodyguard rushed into the hall again, and Shi Yijun said: "Master Chang, the leader of the factory has entered Donganmen."
Yang Ling's eyes flashed, and the tea cup was turned to the side. A fan reached out and took it. Yang Ling straightened up and asked Shen Sheng, "What's going on at Dongchang?"
The bodyguard replied: "When the lantern is held, the fans are still going in and out frequently. But the door was closed for half an hour and there was no movement."
Yang Ling thought for a while and said: "How many hidden piles did Dongchang scatter to monitor Gao Laozhuang? No one returned?"
The bodyguard smiled, and said: "Yes! The big stalls are fast-moving, and the Dongchang spies who are surprised and want to return are all secretly killed by our people."
Yang Ling nodded his head and the boots clambered outside. Wu Jie and Peng Jizu strode in. Yang Ling was overjoyed and did not wait for the two to bow down. They hurriedly rushed over to help and said: "Old Wu. Brother Peng, everything is appropriate. ? "
Wu Jie responded politely: "Yes, everything is arranged according to the factory supervisor, and even the two directors, Lu Delu and Feng Tang, are deploying soldiers to surround the east factory."
Peng Jizu said with a frown, "Sir, since you left Beijing, we haven't been mad at those cubs, let's say we still have the right to inspect them, not to mention those big soldiers. I'm about to explode my lungs, this time Finally they can be cleaned up. "
Yang Ling smiled slightly and asked, "What about things?"
Peng Jizu said with a tight stomach: "Well, the people are all piled up in the courtyard, and I have left 300 people to listen to. But ... Dongfandi Fanzi Pingsu is only in charge of investigating reports and ordering them to take orders. Most of the weapons are swords and guns, and there are not many crossbows. They all say that Dongchang has a lot of high-and-low Jianghu people, and he jumps even higher. Is it still able to beat our longbows and crossbow cannons? What do adults prepare for these things? "
Yang Ling smiled and said, "There are still 8,000 fans in Dongchang, many of whom are recruited from the rivers and lakes. If you want him to fight our army, it is to hit the stone with eggs, but if you escape while chaotic, it is not easy to intercept. They must be enclosed in the East Factory, and they cannot be allowed to flee everywhere. "
"Let's talk about fighting again. Of course, the smaller the casualties, the better. The soldiers are impermanent. They use deceit as a way of doing things. They don't have to fight hard!" It is mainly "chemical warfare", "firearm warfare", "heart attack war", and "propaganda warfare". Put your big swords away, and go to the roof to watch the fun!
Peng Jizu inexplicably said: "What chemistry, propaganda? I took half a lifetime of soldiers. Why have never heard of it?"
Wu Jie was a bit strange when he heard this term while in Jinling. Having asked Yang Ling, he smiled and said to Peng Jizu: "Have you seen the Flying God Fire Dragon Gun in the army? The chemical warfare that adults say is similar to this Dragon Gun."
The Mingtian invented the Flying God God Fire Dragon Gun, sometimes tied to the rocket under the gunpoint. Ignite the rocket when the enemy is approaching and fly arrows to kill the enemy. If the enemy is hidden in a cave or a high house, you can also put the pungent drug on the top and light it into the inside to force the enemy to stun or escape. Only then did Peng Jizu understand.
However, this weapon is not very useful and powerful, so Peng Jizu is accustomed to it. He didn't expect this city street battle at all. He can use this method in large amounts to avoid large-scale head-on conflict.
Yang Ling had this idea, but it was due to the fact that he was stunned in Luoyan Beach. That time he was choked to death, which made him fresh in his memory. This time, the soldiers carried a large burden on each person, not only loaded with many Smoke, spicy choking things, but also Gao Wenxin prescribe prescription, prepared a lot of confusion, make the body soft Chinese herbal medicine.
Yang Ling climbed to the roof of a house. The ordinary houses in the north are all ridge-shaped. This one is no exception. Later, because it covered the roof above the courtyard, a wooden platform was formed. Beisi Fusi and Dongji Factory are located next to each other. No one except this two on this street is willing to be their neighbors. The empty space is convenient for people in the factory.
There was an empty space between the two yards, the moon was like water, and Yang Ling saw Yingying Chuo. Many officers and soldiers had surrounded the Dongji Factory. There are few people in the factory, and the courtyard of the East Factory is very large. If you forcibly break into it, there will inevitably be a gap between them. If you stay outside, you will be able to withstand the weather, ensuring that no one will be missed.
Yang Ling nodded, Peng Jizu beckoned a fan, took his bow and shot a slamming arrow with his hand, and the screams broke through the wind. Yangling was on the side of the wind, and many officers and soldiers lit the back package. , Running and throwing a wall over a foot, the 'chemical war' began.
In the small hall on the left side of the East Factory Lobby, Fan Ting sat under the big plaque of "Jing Zhong Bao Guo", his face sank like water, and he said nothing. The seven big stalls are all sitting next to each other. These murderous and non-blinking officials are like a docile cat in front of the factory father. Completely absent-minded and arrogant.
Fan Ting said silently for a long while: "The palace was locked and locked two hours ahead of time. It sent four teams of people, but they could not hear any news. Look, what happened in the palace?"
Song Shijun hesitated a bit and said: "The factory official, today the three officials and nine officials jointly wrote with more than one hundred Beijing officials, forcing the emperor to banish Yang Ling and the eight tigers, and the palace was suddenly locked. Was the emperor timid? I don't know how to deal with it, so it's only ... ".
The second gear, Barong's triangular eyes, fired violently and intercepted the boss's words: "The big gear, I'm afraid it's not right. Even if the emperor locks the palace, it's impossible for the locals of the courtesy to give out the news, not to mention Our people are installed in all the ground defense departments.
There was no movement in the palace now. Our people contacted in four ways with various methods, and they said nothing. In my opinion, I am afraid that the Si Lijian not only has no news to send, but also wants to pass it. "
The officials of the Jichang Factory are not arranged according to the rank and number of posts of the court. It is all set by the factory owner. Fan Ting does not set up parallel file headers, but ranks down in order. On the fourth gear, Gan Jingtang listened to Qu Ran moving, and couldn't believe it with confidence: "How is this possible? The emperor has such courage? The inner court and the outer court have joined forces. He dares to take care of all the father-in-laws of the priests? Anyway ... .... Does he have soldiers available? Xichang Fanting is not a fool, would he take orders? "
Fan Ting thoughtfully said: "The boy's son, a high-hearted, reckless behavior is not impossible. If he makes strict orders, Miao Kui is not our fellow travellers, would he not admonish him?"
"Hmm ..., just in case. I will send some spies immediately to observe the movements in Beijing, and everyone else staying in the factory should not move." He sneered: "What if the emperor has mastered Miyagi? Tomorrow morning, if the palace gate still does not open, we will forcefully break into the palace in the name of the palace's leveling."
Zhou Qifeng, the sixth gear leader, hesitated and said: "Chang Gong, will it be the eight tigers who have heard the news, and the dog hastily jumped over the wall to lock the emperor's locked palace? Or ... Yangling has secretly returned to Beijing?"
Fan Ting was stunned for a moment, and shook his head: "No. As soon as we heard that Wang Qiong was killed. He immediately loomed his staff, and if Yang Ling returned to Beijing, there were so many eyeliners in the inner factory, the mighty palace, and the palace. Will they all look away? And in these days, the factory has stepped back and forth under the provocation of us, and there has been no movement, nor does it seem to have the backbone ......... ".
He said something like this in his mouth, and his expression was still a little uneasy, and he stood up suddenly after he had finished his speech: "Successfully ordered that all the men and women who sent Beijing should be called back. Also, Qifeng, go to Zhensi immediately. Please invite Governor Zhang and Mou Zhenfu to mobilize Jinyiwei from the surrounding towns to return to Beijing. Now that we are holding the Taishan Mountain to suppress the eggs, we ca n’t take care of that much, so let Yangling step into the Longtan Tiger Cave.

Zhou Qifeng got up and said: "Yes, humble and obey orders!"
His voice had just dropped, and there was a loud noise outside. Someone coughed and yelled, "It's gone, it's gone, so big smoke, cough cough cough ...".
Fan Ting said angrily: "Where is the fire? Go and see!"
The two stalls quickly got up and rushed out of the door. As soon as they reached the lobby, there was a stream of light smoke slowly flowing in, a light smoke, but the taste was spicy and pungent. The seventh stall head Sha Hongxu ran out the door with his nose covered. Zi Zheng ran to the place where the smoke drifted, and quickly asked: "Where is the fire? Cough cough cough ......".
This moment of kung fu caused him to shed tears, cough for a while, and instinctively feel dizzy. Sha Hongxu was originally a Jiang Yang thief, and occasionally did some tricks to steal fragrances and jade. At this time, I felt that the smoke was not like a fire, so I suddenly came over and yelled: "No! This is someone who put poisonous smoke, be alert, prevent ... cough, someone attack ... ..... cough .... enter ... ".
On Dong'anmen Street, ten cannons lined up across the street. The muzzle of the black hole faced the main entrance of Dongchang. The second stall, Feng Tang, was dressed in a uniform and was still like a machine camp. Chen Jing looked at the closed door and shouted loudly: "The cannon fired flat, filled with solid bullets, ten percent of gunpowder!"
The bomber picked up the big iron ball and put it into the barrel. The gunpowder rammed the gunpowder with a long-handled wooden hammer. The gunner set up the cannon and lit the fire letter. Ten violent explosions followed, and the deep and heavy subway ball popped up. . Sawdust, flakes, and broken bricks flew across, the towering tower of the East Factory collapsed in front of it, and the brick walls on both sides also collapsed.
The half-sophisticated Leimu gate flew up for half a day, and fell into the empty alley outside half a mile away. It was smashed and smashed, and the two squatting lions that were affected by the ground were also smashed beyond recognition.
This kind of solid projectile has a long range and low direct lethality. It was originally designed to attack the city and plunder the ground. The weapon that penetrates the fortifications of the city walls, at such a short distance, its power is exerted to the fullest. The dust in front of it is half empty, but in front of it has been seen in the lobby of the Dongji Factory and some dumbfounded fans in front.
The crossbowmen on both sides pointed the arrows sharply at the factory. But no one rushed out. These murderous fans have never seen the power of this heavy artillery, nor would they think that one day they will directly face the threat of it with their flesh and blood and expose them to the cannon. I even forgot to escape. It looked so silly.
Feng Tang suddenly didn't see the situation in front of him. He continued to execute the orders of the stall meticulously and shouted loudly: "The cannon shoots down, the thunderbolt blossoms, 90% of the gunpowder!"
The ground shivered, and ten thunderbolts shone across the stubborn fields like celestial flowers, slamming into the factory, and a violent explosion sounded. Fanzi woke up from the dream in front of the gate, screaming and immediately running away, crying in the spicy choking smoke and looking for a way out.
At the command of Feng Tang, the cannon was laid flat again. This replayed the "Rainstorm Mad Bee". This shot with a maximum range of only one mile was the most powerful weapon of the Daming artillery. Several liters of lead-iron alloy pellets were poured into it. The barrel, if there is any kind of "cloud crane" sky-swimming harrier "class dare dare to rush out. It ’s strange not to turn into a ‘fire bird’ immediately.
The left machine of the Shenji Battalion was changed to officers and soldiers in the factory. The military has not issued large combat firearms. Moreover, weapons such as heavy artillery should be recovered. The left sentry army dragged the heavy artillery to Gao Laozhuang when it was still the emperor's own army, because it was later changed to the inner factory. Yang Ling was busy with "opening up the territory" and did not have time to return heavy weapons. Because of his identity in front of the emperor, the Shenji Camp did not dare to take the initiative to ask for it. At this time, it was useful.
However, this is the last batch of ammunition, and it took more than half of the time when Yamanaka performed martial arts. However, this deterrence, no one dared to fight the idea of ​​escaping from the main entrance.
At the moment when the gate was bombarded, Hong Shaxu and others had helped Fan Ting hurriedly flee, and gathered a group of remnants to pounce on the starting point of thick smoke. These people can't be mesmerized, but it has affected the sensitivity of everyone, and the spicy things choked the nose and throat, a group of tears and nose, and the coughing of the lungs are choking out. The source was shot back with a random arrow by Neichang Fanzi, who had already mounted on the wall.
This is Yang Ling's strict order, to minimize the deaths and injuries of the army, try to avoid direct melee, and not give them a chance to escape.
A cannon blew up the gate of his house, followed by a burst of arrows and countless deaths and injuries, but he didn't even see the other person's appearance. The smoke was thicker and thicker, but he didn't know who the enemy was or who he was. How many people are there in the enemy and do not know the purpose of the enemy.
Weapons are not as good as people, morale is not as good as people, always arrogant self-righteousness that the king of the king, the first and the second Dongchang Fanzi, found for the first time that if anyone dared to neglect their authority, then they would be vulnerable.
Fan Ting covered his mouth and nose with a warm towel and shook his waist. "What's the matter? Did the emperor raise the soldiers? Is it the Beijing camp or the regiment camp? These and soldiers eat our food and take ours. , Actually really started. "
Barong said anxiously: "Dong Gong, we focused on killing the horses from the south. The alley is very narrow, and the woods pass through it. As soon as we rush out of the woods, we enter the house. No matter how many horses, they never want to hold us. "
There are 8,000 fans in the East Factory, but Yang Ling's battle is of the utmost priority, only a violent attack, no one has shown his identity and intention, which has caused heavy psychological pressure on Fan Ting and others and can only go to The bad thing is that I can't afford to resist anymore.
Song Shijun was applauded continuously. Said: "The factory father, now the smoke is rising, and it is not possible to organize a counterattack, or concentrate as many people as possible to rush out and talk."
Fan Ting was scheming on the officialdom, but had no experience in dealing with this kind of scene. He had no idea in his heart. He heard the words and asked the stalls to quickly rectify the horses and horses, and later gathered more than 3,000 people. Carrying the sword straight to the south courtyard wall.
The smoke has gradually faded here. The tearful eyes of the fans are refreshed. There are three portals under the wall of the South Courtyard. They are usually locked. As long as the iron lock is cut off and rushed out of the alley, you can get out of life. It's day.
An empty space, originally the Dongchang Fans played the martial arts field, but at this time there were neat rows of torches. Fire is in the hands of people. Nearly a hundred strangely dressed people stood on the ground, with torches reflecting their cold faces.
The fans who came over saw a row of people holding torches from a distance. The individual was bloated. One person seemed to be as wide as three people. It was only a hundred meters away that these people were wearing iron helmets. Carrying a concave box on his body, the body is nested inside the concave.
There are arrows in the north and artillery in the main entrance. They did not expect that there would be no ambush in the south gate. But going out here is a short lane of woods, the only way to escape from the hands of these terrible gods. With a red eye, the fans raised their steel knives, shouted desperately, and rushed towards the hundred people in this area. .
Nearer, closer, nearly a hundred people with torches turned around all of a sudden, the Dongchang fans were stunned, dazed, with some kind of so-called euphoria. Behind the brigade of crowds of horses rushed wildly.
I do n’t know where the first ignition light came from, and then the second and third places, straight, curved, and inclined at different angles, like fire meteors. Thousands of rocket rockets fired densely at the tail of the arrow, a bee ’s Shot over.
In the night, what kind of romance and glory is the sky with meteors?
But this glory came to reap human lives. People rushing to the forefront bear the brunt, and they are immediately penetrated by chaotic arrows. Dozens of arrows in the body. As the rocket's tail continued to advance, the forward body turned upside down and flew backwards.
A fan raised a steel knife. I watched my partners who were still extorting in the morning, playing with women at noon, and drinking together at night, with their arrows, mouth, throat, and abdomen flying back from their sides with a fierce arrow, and a cry of fright There was no exit yet. A rocket that had been flying without distortion and crooked had penetrated through his temple, and the arrow had penetrated from the other end.
A common wooden box, made from local materials on the mountain, made by military artisans, with a perforated baffle in front, this was Yang Ling's "hundred tigers" in the army when he was training in Gaoshanzhuang Houshan "Benjian" is a rocket made by improved basket. It is low cost, easy to manufacture, easy to carry, and thrown away after use. It is a disposable weapon.
Although this kind of rocket solves the shortcomings of the slow loading speed of the gunpowder, the arrow rocket carries a limited amount, the range is not far, and the accuracy is not to mention. Considering the soldier's weight-bearing capacity, only 75 arrows are loaded per box, but it is used. It's a very sharp weapon to fight this bad fight.
After the rocket was launched, more than a thousand people lay on their backs on their backs, and some people were still flying Mars with rocket arrows. You can pierce a hot red stick into the prisoner ’s thigh without hesitation, watching him call frantically, the people who are dripping and chattering are shocked; they like to pour boiling water on the prisoner, and then use The executioners brushed the flesh down layer by layer, showing the bones. The executioners were stunned.
Excessive fear actually makes people lose their desire to escape, and a pair of dull eyes see those people who have thrown the torch down the box, throwing the torch and running towards the darkness, its owner can't help but let out a ooze from the throat Scream, rush forward at a faster rate.
Poor fans are like a woman who is blocked by a small bug in a dead end. She is so frightened that she can't wait to escape far away, but stomps it uncontrollably.
However, a row of torches ignited under the dark shadows of the high wall, and the people who hurried past lurked into the dark, while another row of people stood like nails, and everyone still carried a mouthful of boxes.
The fans finally collapsed, and they immediately turned around and fled backwards. If someone even blocked his path a little, hindering his footsteps, the crazy knife slashed up. They didn't have the courage to turn around, but their heads were full of images of Wan Jian Zan shoots, a miserable figure full of faces shooting full of arrows and dead bodies.
Fear is like a contagious plague. Fans rushed back twice as fast as when they rushed over. When they heard that the followers did n’t see anything, they were as ghostly as they were in their throats. The outrageous screams were stunned, and ran wildly behind them.
At this time, countless voices from all directions drank high with a uniform voice: "Feng Shengyu, the internal factory takes people, the descendants do not kill!"
The Neichang Fanzi rushed into the Dongchang to get people, and only sent 400 people. More than 6,000 Dongchang Fans with no face were obedient like lambs. One person held dozens and hundreds of Dongchang Fans. There was no idea of ​​resistance.
Yang Lingduan was sitting on the platform on the roof of Jinyiwei, and even listening to the rushed Luan Delu excitedly reported the results.
Peng Jizu laughed and said: "Sir, the humble office also expects that the Dongchang people are not our opponents, but they didn't expect them to be so vulnerable. Little chickens, the princes do what they want, they can only suffer. "
Lian Delu saw that Yang Ling was also very satisfied with the results of the battle, and couldn't help but laughed and said: "Can only suffer? Can only suffer from the benefits that can only be suffered. At least people don't have to worry about their impotence, hahahaha ... .., you old Peng do n’t be complacent. If it ’s not the master planner ’s plan, it ’s up to you to do a lot of work, maybe you will call the Donggang ladies to make jokes.

After the two of them talked and laughed, Yang Ling could not make such a vulgar joke. He stood up and said to Wu Jie, who had been standing calmly: "Wu Lao, the rest is up to you, everything is ready. ? "
Wu Jie nodded and said, "Master, rest assured that things from Dongchang will be guaranteed to be found in Fan Ting's room."
Yang Ling nodded, tightly clenched on his body: "Okay, then the East Factory's business will be left to you. I'll rush to merge with Cheng Er."
Wu Jie laughed softly: "When the adult returns to Beijing after a 'serious injury', do you want to tell his wife that they are going to meet?"
Yang Ling paused and thought for a while, then said with a smile: "Forget it, don't do this drama, it's too late."
Peng Jizu and Lien Delu had already been instructed by Wu Jie. After removing Dongchang, the adults would still leave Beijing secretly, so when Yang Ling got up and greeted him, Yang Ling said: "Brother Peng and Lien Brother, they will be stationed tonight Dongchang, Beijing-China affairs will bother you. "
Yang Ling stepped down the stairs and heard Peng Jizu's order on the platform to the pro-military forces around him: "Go, go to Dongchang with Laozi, pay attention to my eyes and act. The person who should disappear will let him disappear, and his hands and feet will be neat! ".
Yang Ling stopped and leaned on the railing and looked up at Haoyue in the sky. He exhaled quietly: "Fuck, finally I still have to raise the butcher's knife. In this kind of eternal sea career, how easy is it to talk about it alone?
The inner gang of rational people who only know their fists can still use a knife to deal with it. Those civil servants who despise all knowledge except the four books and five classics, except the imperial examinations, and all people, how should I deal with it? "