Chapter 231 Expedition, Thief

After seven days,

The army on the expedition to Jeju gathered in Dongming County, 120 miles northeast of Bianliang.

Wang De, the old Duke of the country, worshipped the generals on the altar and inspected the three armies. Looking at the fierce guards under the north wind, he was inexplicably excited. Many years have passed. Although Wang Deyi is noble, he is like an idle man and a wild crane. He is born to fight. Since Zhenzong Xianyou, he has been abandoned. If it is not for internal and external troubles, Xixia and Daliao will be overwhelmed by heavy soldiers, and there will be thieves in Jeju.

He, a nominal prince, will really die at home and will not be reused for the rest of his life.

The drums in the barracks beat, which shocked the whole Dongyang County. The shocking sound of drums made the blood of the three divine guards boil. I really wanted to kill the huge thief who rushed to Jeju immediately.

Wang De sat on the horse. The wind swept in front of the soldiers of the Shenwei Army. The sonorous armor rubbed out a cold sound, and the shouts resounded over the barracks like a tsunami.

Immediately after that, Chen Zhizhong, the deputy secret envoy of the supervising army, three generals of the Shenwei Army, Li Min of the cavalry, Cao Yuanji of Bu Jun, and Han Zhou in front of the palace.

These are the key figures in the army of this expedition. Chen Zhizhong was dressed as a civil official and wore a black mink cloak. After returning to the platform, he stood next to Wang Degong with his head held high.

The three generals of the Divine Guard, after getting off the horse, walked forward to worship Wang Deyi, and swore to follow the old marshal on the spot. The three armies below swore according to their words, and the voices echoed in the barracks, inspiring the soldiers who were about to go on the expedition. He was also moved by Wang Deyi. In a trance, he seemed to return to his youth. Fight for the true clan.

As for Chen Zhizhong, he has the imperial order to secretly test a weapon, and he doesn't know if he can do it. Although the officers in front of the palace who accompanied him are full of confidence, he is still a little worried, preferably everything goes well.

Heavy snow in Jeju seems to be snowing every day. Since the beginning of November, snow has become the most common thing here.

Juye City, the backyard of the government office.

There were more than a dozen people standing in a row. This was the musket team of Maitreya. They held firearms in their hands and aimed at the prisoners in the distance.

A trace of sharp color flashed in Xiao Mantian's eyes, and he raised his hand and issued an order: "Fire the gun!"

When the snowflakes fell, the fire flashed, the gun rang, and the projectile rotated and shot out of the gun, pounced on the prisoner under the green brick wall.

The screams sounded immediately, and ten prisoners fell to the ground, and their bodies were bleeding.

Master Maitreya sat in a warm pavilion and witnessed the killing from the window. Next to him stood a fierce man. Everyone called him General Xiang.

"Master" Xiang Kui said in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter" Master Maitreya knows what he means.

Is it necessary to kill so many people? It's better to be integrated into the army." Xiang Kui felt a little pity. In the past few days, he has lost a lot of soldiers. Hundreds of people died in Rencheng alone, and more people died in Yuncheng. He also wanted to send someone to save the Hun family, but Maitreya didn't agree.

"Xiao Hufa said that this gun can only be shot eight times at most, and the barrel will explode after eight times. I want to see for myself if it will really explode!"

"Oh!" Xiang Kui answered and looked around.

A team of prisoners were taken in and stood in a pool of blood tremblingly. The fear of death made them howling.

Then, the gunshots sounded again...

Xiao Mantian said in a loud voice, "It's the seventh time!"

"Finally the seventh time"

Master Maitreya was short of breath and his eyes widened. He wanted to know how this musket exploded.

"load"

Under the order of Xiao Mantian, the musketeers began to refill the gunpowder and projectiles. They did not know about the explosion and were kept in the dark. When the eighth order to release the gun was issued, they did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

With a loud noise, the barrel of the gun exploded, the unprepared musketeer screamed, the explosive gunpowder broke his fingers, the flying projectile shot into the head, and the gunpowder smoke filled his eyes to cry.

This time, the prisoners who died were stunned. Did they say it was retribution? They killed more people and suffered more.

Xiao Mantian turned around and bowed to the Warm Pavilion. Master Maitreya nodded when he saw it and said, "Eight times, I understand. In the future, I will inform the brothers that they are not allowed to use the gun after seven times."

"Yes, Lord!" Xiao Mantian answered with his hand.

The fringe window of the bird pattern fell, and the crane-haired Maitreya master turned around and stared at Xiang Kui.

"What else are you going to do?"

"Lord, my subordinates!" Xiang Kui still has to defend himself.

"Even if you want to save Mulan, can you beat that boy Zhao Ze?"

"No, as long as he dares to compete with his subordinates in martial arts alone, he is guaranteed to take his life"

"Joke" Master Maitreya snorted.

"Master, what my subordinates said is true, but Zhao Ze's boy is quite naughty and actually uses a yin trick"

"What about the musket?"

"Yes, Master"

Master Maitreya is not an ordinary person. He is brave and resourceful. He is not like Xiang Kui, who has never read a book, is brave and resourceful. He only saw him point out: "The way of using soldiers is to know himself and the enemy. Zhao Ze understands that he is not as many people as us, so he dares to fight hard. But you, relying on the number of people and rushes, what in the end? We are lucky to have a big fire in the palace. We didn't meet Zhao Ze, but what about the Hilton Hotel? Zhao Ze's all his possessions are there. In order to survive, how can he be captured? He must fight to death. Your battle is not beautiful."

Xiang Kui knew that he was wrong and should not be impulsive, but Mulan was the daughter of Maitreya. Thinking of this, he planned to impress Maitreya with family affection.

"Mulan is your daughter, and my subordinates are also fighting for your face by doing this. I don't want to..."

"Hold on, Mulan is just adopted by this master. After so many years, it should be the time for her to repay the master. You can't be emotional, go down." Master Maitreya made a cruel decision.

"Yes" Xiang Kui gasp and retreated in anger.

Two hours later, Xiao Mantian accompanied Master Maitreya walking in the city on the light snow. Not far away was followed by a group of people, who were the dead of Maitreya led by Mao Junda, the confidant of Maitreya, the confidant of Maitreya.

"Master, before the cold winter comes, we have to get out of Jeju as soon as possible and look at the seaside," Xiao Mantian said.

"I'm afraid it's not safe to go north. The army of the imperial court can be stationed in the area of Hebei Road. If thousands of brothers of Maitreya cross the market, it will be difficult to hide," Maitreya said worriedly.

"Master, we now have 3,000 elite soldiers, and there are more than 800 muskets built day and night. Even if 800 guns can be released seven times per gun, and kill one person per shot, that is 5,600 people. 800 people can deal with 5,600 people. There are only 2,000 people in a Song army. We are not satisfied with the members. Unless we meet the Song army, our army will not be defeated at all!" Xiao Mantian said sincerely and cheered up the Master Maitreya.