Chapter 098 Close the door and beat the dog

At about 9 o'clock in the morning, the rebels outside Pingnan County had finished their array and had to attack the city with the general's order. The slogan of rebel generals mobilizing their soldiers is like the robbery of money, food and territory in "The Warlords". The main force of this group is bankrupt and desperate farmers. For them, the most practical thing is the greatest motivation.

Lin Zimo, sitting on the chair, held a paper fan and stared at the front, while Wang Qiang and Gao Xiang stood on his left and right sides respectively. I'm not pretending. The purpose is to inspire the brave. There is nothing to be afraid of. He believes more that the dying chicken has its feet facing the sky. If he really deserves to die, even if he wears heavy armor and wraps him into a zongzi, he will still die.

It is not a disorderly charge and siege of rebels, advancing forward with a 100-person team of each small square as a ladder. A thousand rebels outside the south city formed ten small squares. The reason why they did not rush up is that the attack cannot be fully carried out due to the limitations of the terrain. The rebel's third 100-man team launched the first round of attack.

Lin Zimo, sitting on the main building, saw this kind of attack team and expected that the opponent's general would not be a big old man who didn't know anything. He saw that they were moving fast, but maintained the integrity of the team. Seeing this kind of godless attack team, I'm really glad that the other party doesn't have a siege weapon, otherwise he really won't take much advantage.

Lin Zimo closed the paper fan in his hand and ordered, "Gao Xiang, you lead all the brave archers to prepare to meet the enemy."

Gao Xiang, who held his fists in his hands, felt that this was a stage for himself to perform well and said, "I obey."

He turned around and left, and he was in position with all the righteous archers. Zhao Wenxuan repeatedly practiced how to get in place when training bravery. Therefore, there are no panicked righteous archers, as usual training, all in place. They put the feather arrows on the bow string one after another, and then they could release their arrows.

Soon, the 100-person team at the forefront of the rebels entered the range of the bow and arrow. Only Gao Xiang's 'arrow' was heard, and everyone hurriedly released the end of the feather arrow. The sound of the feather arrow separating from the bow string is endless. The rebels under the city were in no hurry to avoid it and fell down one after another. In a moment, there was chaos in their queue.

As a divine archer, Gao Xiang, with every arrow, there must be a rebel who is not dead and seriously injured. The righteous archers saw the rebels below running around like headless flies. They are much bolder to rush to make contributions and earn money, and they are scrambling to shoot arrows. Lin Zimo, who couldn't sit still, suddenly began to feel pain when he saw the behavior of this group of prodigal sons. After all, he saw that the things they released were not only feather arrows, but all white silver.

If their hit rate is a quarter of Gao Xiang's, forget it, and the most terrible thing is that it is less than one-sixth of him. In other words, a brave archer can only shoot a rebel by firing more than six feather arrows. This probability is difficult for Lin Zimo to accept it willingly. Feather arrows seem to be a combination of bamboo, feathers and iron, but in fact, they are all bought by themselves with a lot of silver. He saw his righteous bravery mess up like this, as if he felt that it was not costable to hit the target of dozens of dollars with millions of dollars of missiles.

Lin Zimo, who spent a lot of money, was slightly relieved to see the rebel's 100-man team, with a probability of death and injury of more than 80%, and successfully repelled the first wave of the opponent's attack. Gao Xiang, who fired nine feather arrows in a row, did not fail. He returned to Lin Zimo proudly, turned his head with a happy face and looked at Wang Qiang.

He didn't pay attention to Gao Xiang's Lin Zimo and saw that there were few feathers left in the arrowheads of every brave archer. If they really lose their family at this speed, I'm afraid that no matter how big the family business is, they can't stand it. When he made a decision, he was determined to let more than half of the righteous archers withdraw first and replace them with close combat righteous warriors with knives. My strategy is to close the door and beat the dog.

The rebels who lost a phalanx did not panic. Relying on their own large number of people, they were then launched an offensive by two hundred-person teams. Most of the brave archers were missing from the wall, causing the rebels to progress smoothly. They only paid the price of small casualties, and then successfully touched the edge of the wall and began to climb the wall.

Lin Zimo, who looked peaceful, opened the paper fan, slowly fanned the wind, and shouted, "Wang Qiang."

Standing next to himself, Wang Qiang, who had been unable to wait, tore his coat with both hands, revealing the muscles and scars of his upper body. As he walked, he pulled out the knife at his waist, and the five swordsman followed him to slash the rebels who climbed up. Every knife of Wang Qiang used to be aimed at the key point of the other party, so every move and every formula was to take the life of the rebels.

Wang Qiang, who rushed to the left and cut to the right, only attacked and had no defense at all. In his opinion, attack is the best defense. The rebels in front of him fell one by one. When he was killed, his whole body was covered with the blood of the rebels, and he still bravely rushed to the front. Taking the city gate as the boundary, he and Chu Erlang are half responsible.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Qiang had driven down the rebels who climbed to the top of the city, and Chu Erlang, who was fully armed, was still commanding the righteous and braves to kill the enemy. Wang Qiang, who was still not satisfied, picked up the knife and cut down the heads of the rebels he killed one by one. He returned to the scabbard, picked up the heads of a bunch of rebels in his hands, returned to Lin Zimo's side with the accompanying volunteers, and threw all his results on the ground.

Lin Zimo glanced at this group of short-lived ghost rebels and said calmly, "Go over and help Chu Erlang solve the trouble."

Wang Qiang, who had his hands full of dead blood, held a fist and led the military order and said, "Don't worry, he will be fine."

The moment he passed in front of Gao Xiang, Gao Xiang raised his right thumb and admired him, " boss, it's really yours."

Wang Qiang, who smiled, once again pulled out the knife around his waist and killed him. Chu Erlang quickly stabilized the situation with the help of the righteous braves he brought. The rebels who attacked again retreated one after another. In less than half a day, the rebels outside the South Gate suffered a series of setbacks, with more than 200 casualties, and Lin Zimo's loss on this side was only a little more than one-tenth of that of his opponents. In addition to his effective command, Zhao Wenxuan's training is also indispensable.

The anxious rebel general wanted to break through Pingnan County in the north of the city, so he lost his proportion and said, "All of them are allowed to go, only enter, not retreat. If anyone dares to retreat, I will kill him without mercy.

More than 700 people pushed forward irregularly, and Lin Zimo once again promoted all the brave archers. The current situation is that there are many rebels under the city, so they can shoot arrows randomly. Lin Zimo thought that there would always be unlucky rebels who would be hit by arrows. After all, the limitations of the terrain made it easy for them to gather together in a mess.

The brave archers with great confidence have experienced unprecedented happiness. After all, even if they close their eyes and shoot an arrow, they are very likely to shoot a rebel. The feathers and arrows on the wall fell on the rebel team like rain. More than 700 rebels panicked, some were shot by feather arrows, and some were trampled to death by their own people... They wanted to escape desperately, but they were limited by the rugged ground. More than 700 people were like meat on the cutting board, allowing Lin Zimo's righteous archers to shoot at will.

Seeing Wang Qiang, a pile of dead people under the city, congratulated Lin Zimo in advance and said, "Sir, if you report this result, you will definitely be rewarded by the court. I'm here to congratulate you on your promotion again."

Lin Zimo, who stopped laughing, was not carried away by victory and said, "I haven't understood it yet, so don't be busy congratulating me. To be honest, if it hadn't been for the impetuousness of the generals of the other party to help us, I'm afraid it would not be so easy and easy for us to win. After all, they still have advantages over the number of people.

He didn't go to see Gao Xiang, the group of "lamps" under the city, and he recognized it very much: "What the master said is."

Lin Zimo, who didn't want to lose this good opportunity, issued another order: "Wang Qiang, Chu Erlang, you each take 50 names and bravely to kill the enemy for me. Remember not to be greedy for credit, don't chase too much, and kill as much as you can.

The two got the general order and walked down the wall quickly. They took the volunteers who rested near the South Gate and killed them magnificently. Lin Zimo, who got up, closed the paper fan and watched this wonderful defensive counterattack. The rebels, who had long had no fighting spirit and morale, saw a large number of people killing in the city, and they were even more panicked.

Accompanied by Gao Xiang, Lin Zimo saw a naked massacre. This one-sided situation has given the righteous braves great courage and strength. Although most of them are killing people for the first time, they have no sense of fear and are busy robbing the heads of the rebels. After all, the head of a thief is worth at least two taels of silver.

The defeated rebels still have the desire to resist and only focus on fleeing for their lives. On the one hand, he threw down the blade and fled, while on the other hand, there was unbridled pursuit. An interesting picture of "Wolf Chasing the Sheep" was staged on the battlefield outside the south gate of Pingnan County. In the eyes of the brave, it was not people running in front of them, but silver. What they kill is not people, but busy harvesting crops that can sell money.