The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family Chapter 442

  Chapter 442 Tent (two chapters in one)

  Because it was a sneak attack, the frontier soldiers were few but had the upper hand, and the yamen servants on the left and right who followed immediately also increased their momentum.

  They are not as strong as the Northern Army fighting alone, but with a few people working together and a strong bow on the side to check for omissions, the balance of victory is tilting towards them.

  Yan Huaiwen always kept a distance from Beirong.

   It wasn't that Bei Rong was aiming his bow at his direction, but when they were aiming through the wind and snow, the calm and urgent sharp arrows rushed towards him fiercely.

  Yan Huaiwen paced around, or slanted, or moved sideways, constantly changing his position, the only thing that remained constant was the steady output of arrows.

  Yan's second child was lying on the snow, watching with excitement.

   His previously stiff body was warmed by the blood rushing all over his body, and he unconsciously got closer and closer to his brother, who was also the center of the battlefield.

Qi Da and Qi Wu followed closely behind Yan Laoer. The two of them were ready to go, and looked around vigilantly. In their eyes, no matter whether it was Beirong, or the frontier army and government officials, they did not belong to their own village. People are important, especially Xiucaigong and Yan Er, they must be optimistic.

   Whoosh!

  An arrow was shot out of the snow and hit the neck of a Beirong. The sharp iron arrow pierced through easily and pierced through.

The Bei Rong's fierce gaze hadn't had time to retract, the bowstring in his hand was half drawn, and he was about to use the cover of the tent to shoot upwards from a low place with a short body. .

  This Bei Rong would never have imagined that there were still a group of people ambushing in the snow, let alone that there were such superb archery skills among the group of people ambushing in the snow.

  It's Hu Er!

  Yah, you **** dares to sneak up on my brother, if you don't shoot whoever you shoot!

  Hu Er's arrow is like a signal.

   Lighted up the fighting spirit in the hearts of all Xiao'an villagers.

   They have been lying in the snow for a long time.

  They watched the frontier soldiers and government servants fighting with Bei Rong, you come and go, you die and you live.

   It's not too long ago, but the picture that was deliberately ignored by them was awakened.

  That night, Bei Rong attacked.

They go in and out of houses at will, they rummage for food and property, they destroy the houses that the big guys have built with great difficulty, they harm the poultry and livestock in the village, they shoot us with arrows, they cut us with knives, they laugh so ugly , they babbled some things we couldn't understand, but we all knew they didn't fart!

  The door panels of every household in our village have been replaced!

  Our daughter-in-law and old lady hid in the dark cellar under the arrow tower, she was afraid while cutting wood arrows and bamboo arrows, her hands were broken several times!

  Our boys and girls were all forced to kill people on the tower...

  These **** are all beasts!

  People in Xiao'an Village only dared to secretly think and discuss secretly, if they didn't guard that night, what would happen to the village?

  What will happen? !

   Hujucheng is miserable, and there are worse than Hujucheng.

  Everyone in Xiaoan Village went to the big fair last month, but after going, everyone came back very silent.

  He was full of enthusiasm when he went, but downcast when he came back.

   More than half of the people who came to the market were reduced, and their eyes were hurt by the white clothes.

  People from Xiao'an Village didn't sell a single item on Daji.

  Because all the people who come to Daji are here to sell things, and the only thing they have left is property that can be exchanged for food and money.

  After returning from Daji, no one mentioned it again.

  They worked harder, trained with those wounded soldiers, earned copper coins, bought food, stockpiled firewood...

  But for some reason, I always felt like I was holding my breath in my heart, and I couldn't get out, so I was so bored.

   After Xiaoer and Qi Si turned over the mountain to bring back the cattle and sheep from Beirong, the suffocation dissipated immediately, and I felt happy.

  Who said that at that time, Bei Rong can come to rob us, why can't we rob them? !

  It was like a heavy hammer hit their hearts.

  Yes, why not? !

   Now, here they come!

  Wang Dalang suddenly got up from the ground, although he was still squatting, but he was indeed taller, much taller than the surrounding men.

  He also uses a bow, which is rare and strong, and can shoot far.

  The men in Xiao'an Village practice bows more than crossbows, and they all have the same mind, trying to achieve this strength.

  When you often walk in the mountains, you will know that wild animals are alert and will not let people get close. Bows are better than crossbows and have a longer range.

  He stood the longbow in front of him, and the movement of drawing the bow was not fast, and even a little slow, squinting with one eye to aim, just when the big guys thought he had to aim for a while.

  The taut bowstring loosens.

  In the wind and snow, the voice was small but loud.

  The big guys didn't care to dodge, they all looked at the arrow shot by Wang Dalang.

   Missed!

   Blown away by the wind!

  I can't say what it feels like, I'm a little disappointed, but I think it should be like this.

  How can they shoot in such a strong wind? How long have they practiced? The Hu brothers are naturally good shooters. They can't do it, they have to practice again...

  Yan Er Er suddenly got up.

   shouted loudly: "Damn, they are all exposed, what are you waiting for, shoot them!"

  He didn't even have time to aim. Now is not the time to be entangled in whether to shoot or not. Two arrows have appeared in the snow, which is exposed! Just shoot!

  He raised his hand and shot an arrow.

"ah!"

   There was a not too loud cry of pain.

  From a certain Beirong who was pierced in the leg by an arrow.

  Yan's second child: …

  Men in Xiaoan Village:! !

  Yan's second child was shot? !

  Then...they try too?

   Try it, just try it!

   Countless arrows flew out from all directions in no particular order.

   Some were hit, some were not.

  Is accuracy so important at this time?

  No!

   As long as someone gets shot, whoever it is.

   "Shoot!"

  Yan's second child is in high spirits.

Teng Teng Teng ran forward a few more steps, squatted down, and shot another arrow from the bamboo crossbow. He didn't think he missed it, so he ran away immediately, and shot another arrow from a different place. I'm tired enough for myself...

  But I have to say that Yan Laoer played a very good leading role.

  The familiar rhythm is back!

  They formed a team to kill bandits and Bei Rong.

   Shoot 'em shoot 'em shoot 'em!

  The men in Xiao'an Village got up from the snow one by one. They kept changing the positions of the arrows and shot them without hesitation.

   Xue Zongqi's face was as suffocated as a pig's liver.

  Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore.

   "Can you shoot on time!"

  The people under Lao Tzu not only have to dodge Bei Rong's knives, but also have to dodge your arrows.

   So far, no one has been shot by mistake, but it's okay to watch with fear.

  He turned his foot, tripped Bei Rong in front of him, and took advantage of the momentum to press the whole person up.

  The brutal weight immediately made people choke on blood.

  He swung his left hand and slapped someone, slapping Bei Rong's eyes with golden stars, and drew a knife with his right hand, before he had time to use the knife to defend, he slashed across Bei Rong's neck with the blade...

   After solving this, General Xue got up immediately, and rushed to the next...

  Yan Huaiwen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowed down the speed of shooting arrows. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the people from Xiao'an Village who were approaching in groups.

   "Using sticks and knives, bows and crossbows to press the battle." He shouted: "Don't be afraid, Hu Da and I will deal with the archers!"

  He yelled in the direction of Yan Laoer.

  Yan's second child lived up to expectations, and the interpreter followed up immediately: “Use a stick to block the knife, shoot them and swing them, stab them in the stomach to get a little distance...anything can be done to block it!

   One person is not enough, just two people, two sticks cut them, can't shoot from this close? If you can't hit it, shoot a few more arrows.

  Brothers, don't be cowardly, **** them!

  My brother and Hu Da will show us. There are some bowmen in Beirong, and they can shoot to death!

   Go! "

   The first one to rush over and run in the front is not someone else.

   It's Xiao Er!

  Yan Yu's blood boiled with enthusiasm, waiting for this moment!

  She endured when Uncle Hu shot arrows; she endured when Uncle Wang shot arrows; she endured when her father shot arrows!

  Hardness becomes steel.

  No, here comes the chance to be tough!

  Yan Yu rushed over like a little leopard, rounded the iron rod in his hand, and swung it towards a Bei Rong's leg.

  Bei Rong turned his back to her and was fighting with the frontier army. The two of them were fighting fiercely.

  The frontier soldiers on the opposite side saw the people coming from behind, but they didn't dare to be distracted.

  Suddenly, Bei Rong on the opposite side fell to the ground, as if there was a cracking sound of bones breaking...

   This frontier soldier was also an experienced veteran, he immediately glared at him and stabbed him with a raised knife.

  The man struggled twice and stopped moving.

  Yan Yu ran ahead without looking back, she had locked on the next target.

  Qi Si has developed a good habit of mending a stick.

   When they ran past, they swept away with an iron-coated stick, and the heads of Bei Rong on the ground almost fell out.

  The frontier soldier who is panting: …

  Yan Yu stabbed the stick into the haystack and raised it violently.

  All the fodder flew up.

  Bei Rong, who was hiding in the haystack and shooting arrows sinisterly, was exposed in front of her.

   This Bei Rong archery skill is average, and it can shoot accurately at short distances, but not at farther distances.

Her uncle was far away, and he missed a few shots, so he secretly put arrows in the haystack, shooting one arrow for another place, and one shot for another place. Perception, when slashing against Beirong, the positions of both sides will constantly change, making it difficult for the archer to aim.

  The yamen servants couldn't do it. Several people were shot. Although the wounds were not fatal, it made people feel very angry.

  Yan Yu came here holding back his anger.

  As soon as this young Bei Rong was exposed, he aimed his bow at her.

   But he is fast, Yan Yu is faster than him.

   Raising the left hand is an arrow.

   Is the crossbow faster or the bow faster?

   Isn't that nonsense!

  With such a short distance, there is no need to consider other things at all, just shoot.

  After she shot an arrow, she kicked her legs and rushed forward.

   With this kick, Yan Yu exerted all her strength, and the snowdrift on the ground was pushed out of a deep hole by her.

  The stick in his right hand swept across, facing the young Bei Rong's facade.

  He is hiding in the haystack, and can only move left and right from the gap in the middle of the haystack, or he is short.

  The iron rod swept over sideways, neither left nor right, so he could only lower his body.

  Yan Yu missed in a sweep and had already run to the front.

  She finished her run-up, holding the bamboo crossbow tightly with her left hand to support the haystack, and kicked it with her strength.

boom!

  The back of his foot kicked the young Beirong on the head.

  Yan Yu didn't spare any effort. According to her prediction, this time, she would not die or be brain-dead.

  Qi Si's stick finally arrived.

  Although his steps are big, it is not easy to keep up with the nimble Xiao Er.

  Yan Yufei kicked in front, and Qi Siyun slammed it hard...

   Solve another one.

   Standing up from the haystack, Yan Yu scanned the audience.

  The uncles in the village came out of the mountain like fierce tigers, and cooperated in teams, with momentum like a rainbow.

  The sticks were waved, some blocked the knife while others stabbed them, and the people behind raised their bows and shot at close range.

   Pour over the previous one.

  Yan Huaiwen did what he said, and Hu Dahuer two, three sharp shots completely suppressed Beirong.

   Precise timing control, sharp and strong bows, the number of Bei Rong who died under the arrows continued to increase.

  Bei Rong had already found out that they were invincible, and several of them wanted to grab their horses and leave, but they were all shot to death by Uncle Hu.

   Xue Zongqi has stopped.

  He looked at Hu Da, at Hu Er, and then at Yan Hushu, er, this one can be passed over, even if it's rare, it's useless.

  Looking at that group of country guys who cooperate with each other like wolves and tigers, I can't wait to give myself a big ear.

   I still don't care enough about this Xiao'an village. If I move, this military camp will move even if it sells everything!

  Yan Yu looked at the sky, panting slightly.

   It was a snowy day, Bei Rong didn't go out to graze, it was great!

  Yan Lao Er ran over angrily.

   "What are you doing, what are you doing, who made you run around."

  Yan Yu looked silly at his father, suddenly his eyes widened, and he looked at a certain place: "Father, come with me."

   It was too late for Yan Er Er to ask, so he had to keep up with her.

  Yan Huaiwen is getting close.

   Not only did he see the heroic appearance of his second child, but also the father and daughter went to one of the tents.

  He couldn't help following.

   "Father, this is the tent. There are people hiding inside, and they peeped out several times. I saw it, and it was a woman." Yan Yu whispered.

  Yan's second child frowned: "The women from Beirong also participated in the battle. Are they old and weak?"

   Yes, Beirong is such a sturdy nation.

  Women are also very strong, archery and knives are no problem.

   "Are you... the Guanzhou Army?" A small voice came from the tent.

  Yan Huaiwen came over and saw his brother and niece were far away from the tent. They looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe it, their faces were full of hesitation...

  At this time, the war is almost over.

   Their surprise attack this time was a success.

  Xue Zongqi was right to send people to watch over the horses. Not a single Beirong escaped from under their noses.

   cattle and sheep are also there.

   Right now, the frontier army and government servants are searching every corner inside and outside the tent, in case there is any missing Beirong.

   And they Xiaoan Villagers are doing something that must be done after the war.

   Make up the knife.

   "Brother, there... there are some women and children who say they are from Guanzhou." Yan's second child can be regarded as the backbone.

  To be honest, he and his daughter believed it a little bit.

   It has long been heard that Bei Rong not only robs food, but also takes people abducted when they get the chance.

  Those women looked skinny, and the clothes on their bodies were not the clothes of people in Guanzhou. Although they spoke Guanzhou dialect, their articulation was not clear.

  The father and daughter are not sure whether they are the Guanzhou dialect they learned later, or they were tortured so badly that they did not speak for a long time, resulting in a vague accent.

   More importantly, the two of them dared not go in.

  What if there is a trap inside, they accidentally go in, and if someone beats them hard, it will be over.

  Both sides are talking through a tent. They don't dare to trust the people inside, and the people inside don't quite trust the people outside.

   After discussing with the two of you, we should stay far away and let the frontier army handle it.

   They should have experience with this... right?

   "Did you say where you are from?" Yan Huaiwen asked.

  Yan Yu: "They said it belonged to Longxing and Fengming, but they didn't belong to us."

  This is also the reason why the father and daughter are not sure.

  If you want to say it's Huju's, talk about whether it's Huju's city or which town, the father and daughter have the experience of going to the countryside to collect grain, and they can almost match each other.

   Ke Longxing, Fengming...

   Isn't this blind!

   Today is the 10th, is it time to produce a monthly pass?

   Vote for Zhaizhai~(*▽*)~

  (end of this chapter)

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