Chapter 16 Chaos
Chapter 16 Chaos
A group of people gathered at the door again.
Chu Fuqiang found a stack of IOUs in the house, all of which were left by a general named Yang who was stationed in the west of the city.
Cangshan Fuxue found the name of the second son of the He family - He Xiuchu - from the family tree in the small ancestral hall. Today, he accompanied his wife to visit her husband's family and went to the Yan family's tomb.
Jiang He found a butcher knife from the kitchen. His item bag could only hold the Long Regret Spear, and he was temporarily lacking a secondary weapon for close combat.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the old man in the straw raincoat and hat said bluntly: "I'm sure you three have heard about the tragic scene of the Ten Massacres in Yangzhou. The next massacre in the city will not be a good scene."
"The four of us are a team. Let me be frank with you. When we encounter special situations, such as saving people, we must obtain the consent of everyone before we can act."
"And we can't talk nonsense afterwards, or keep the rescued people around us. The more people there are, the easier it is to be discovered. Objectively speaking, it will increase the difficulty of our survival."
"Of course, if you don't want to, we can go our separate ways. Let's talk it out first to avoid any accidents. I am just like that. I am already old, and when people get old, they just live by their memories. But unfortunately, I really didn't have anything worth remembering in the past, so now that I am a player, I don't want to die even more."
The old man in the straw raincoat and hat looked at Chu Fuqiang and added, "But I won't do evil with Qingbing either."
Jiang He noticed the change in atmosphere. Everyone had his own ideas. The old man in the straw raincoat and hat did not want to cause trouble. The man in black robe heard that Yangzhou City had been broken, so he immediately defected to the other side. What they had envisioned at the beginning as a situation where five people would work together suddenly became precarious.
After a while, Chu Fuqiang said, "Let's go to the second son of the He family to take shelter first. After I get to know the situation from him, I will leave right away and try not to implicate you."
He looked at the two people beside him and continued, "I plan to go to the city wall to gather the defeated defenders, and then fight a street battle with the Qing soldiers. The expected result is not very optimistic. There may not be many brave soldiers left, but I will do my best. If you two are interested, you can come with me. It's not a question of forcing or not."
Cangshan Fuxue handed over five yellow paper talismans, simply maintained the relationship with the Order Bureau, and then decisively stood on the side of the old man in the straw raincoat and hat.
Jiang He hesitated for a moment. He actually preferred the old man in the straw raincoat and hat, but facing the task of killing two hundred green soldiers, the probability of completing it by working with Chu Fuqiang was definitely greater.
Everyone made their own choice.
"Then let's go." Chu Fuqiang said.
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Yangzhou has been prosperous since ancient times, with wealthy merchants and aristocratic families everywhere, and therefore has countless gold, silver and jewelry.
The news of the Qing army's capture of the city spread quickly, and more than half of the 10,000 defeated soldiers died from falling and being trampled. The people closed their doors and windows, order collapsed, and the mobs and criminals took the lead in creating chaos.
Thousands of cavalrymen swept back and forth in the streets of the city, and launched an attack without hesitation when they saw the fleeing soldiers. This cavalry was the foundation of Tieduo's conquests all over the world. They were all wearing white armor. When they swung their swords while their horses were moving at high speed, the impact force pushed the sharp blades and almost broke the armor.
A lieutenant led his 300 subordinates to inspect the west district of the city. After entering the city, Tieduo listed a total of nine districts and 27 streets according to the locations. He then distributed the streets to his subordinates in turn, and carried out orderly looting and killing.
Under the command of the lieutenant commander, there are 1,150 elite soldiers.
Under the command of the commander, there are three hundred elite soldiers.
As for the more than 50,000 surrendered soldiers captured along the way, they had to wait until their headquarters had "eaten and drunk enough" before they were allowed to enter the city.
The captain rode his horse slowly in front, looking in all directions. Out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of four people moving forward stealthily under the wall.
An old man carrying a fishing rod, a woman wearing a strange headgear, a blond and blue-eyed barbarian, and a strong man who seemed to be wearing armor.
The captain had a strange look on his face and raised his hand to wave. The adjutant understood what was happening and immediately ordered his soldiers to shoot them. These elite soldiers originally lived between the White Mountains and Black Waters and belonged to a savage tribe. Due to the extremely harsh living environment, they developed strong physiques and archery skills.
Dozens of bows were drawn, and the air was filled with the mocking sound of compacted wood.
"Release!" the adjutant shouted.
The arrows flew into the air at an extremely fast speed, but the four people reacted quickly and ran into the alley next to them in groups of two. The arrows were nailed into the wall, an inch deep, and the tails of the arrows trembled violently.
The captain narrowed his eyes and waved his hand again. The adjutant dismounted and selected ten men to chase with him.
In the streets, two people were running wildly.
Jiang He walked over the pile of debris and said helplessly: "Didn't you say it was okay?"
Chu Fuqiang was looking at the ring on his hand in confusion. This ring was called "Stalker's Chapter" and it could make creatures within a three-meter radius of the body inconspicuous. It was considered a top-notch item among ordinary quality props.
"The stuff is fine. It may be the situation on the other side. The white flag soldiers are all Tieduo's direct lineage. Maybe they are involved with the Shaman outside the Great Wall." Chu Fuqiang judged that most of the derivative copies contain extraordinary things, but the current war type will not be easily revealed. The adjutant led ten pursuers to kill. While running wildly, these elite soldiers drew their bows and arrows and still maintained their accuracy.
Jiang He was hit by an arrow in the back. The burst of force failed to penetrate the scales under his clothes, but made him stagger forward two steps.
"Split up and run!"
The two of them did not cooperate, and instead widened the gap between them and the elite troops who had experienced many battles together.
Jiang He flew up and stepped on the wall in front of him, using the force to turn around and leapt onto the eaves in one step, causing the bricks and tiles to break.
The adjutant led people to hunt down the armored man. Five soldiers chased him separately. Two of them also stepped on the wall and climbed onto the eaves. Their bodies were as light as a swallow. The other three kept forcing the prey to change its route in the alley.
The two sides were running around, and at a corner, Jiang He stopped, holding his breath patiently, listening to the footsteps approaching. He suddenly twisted his waist and swung his hips, and his right leg was like a black arc of light, slashing out violently at the oncoming person, and the strong wind was like a steel knife scraping his face. This kick was not an ordinary upward kick, but a collision that brought about the entire body.
The three attributes of strength, physique and agility were integrated into one at this moment, and it was as if thunder rang in the ears of several people present. The pursuer who was hit in the chest flew backwards for more than ten meters like a shrimp, hit a brick wall, and was dead in the blink of an eye.
The young soldier who was traveling with him showed no fear at all on his face, and the sword in his hand was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, stabbing towards the enemy's eyes with cunning precision.
Jiang He dodged by turning his head to the side, took a closer step and stabbed the opponent's forehead with his sharp knife. At the same time, an arrow shot from the house next door, and he was forced to cut the arrow with his knife. While losing the opportunity to attack, he could only move back in advance.
The green soldier in front of him suddenly changed the direction of his blade, changing the thrust into a horizontal slash, and the tip of the blade passed by, leaving a bloody groove on someone's face.
Seeing that his attack failed, Qingbing simply stepped forward with his sword horizontally, and pushed the back of the sword with his other hand, trying his best to squeeze the enemy's movement space.
Jiang He was about to strike back when the arrow came again. Due to his evasion, his steps were unstable and he could only step back when faced with the sword in front of him. Then he suddenly crouched down, staggered his feet, spun around to gather enough strength, and broke through the white armor, leaving a shallow wound on the green soldier's abdomen.
The green soldier completely ignored the pain, and immediately changed the horizontal slash to a side stab, fiercely chiseling the back of the enemy's neck.
Jiang He moved sideways and looked back, twisting his wrist halfway. As his arm and shoulder vibrated, the force penetrated his bones, making the knife's momentum particularly fierce. He leaped up like a tiger and followed with a punch.
Another arrow came and shot down the dagger.
The green soldier was only startled by this self-sacrificing attack, but he was not afraid at all. He still held the sword tightly in his hand, quickly pulled it back and stabbed again. In close combat on the street, a round swing would be a flaw.
Suddenly, Jiang He's seemingly ferocious strength disappeared, and the whole person fell straight down from a leap like a shot goose, avoiding the thrust of the sword. In fact, his strength had been exhausted at this point, but the movement looked like a lunge. The way of fullness and emptiness in martial arts was as unpredictable as a snake on the mountain.
Jiang He took a sudden step forward and grabbed the fallen sharp knife. The blades collided wildly, sparks flew, mixed with sharp arrows, and the battle lasted for more than twenty rounds in a flash.
Qing Bing felt angry. From outside the Great Wall to inside the Great Wall, from north to south of the Yangtze River, he could be said to have been through hundreds of battles. The killing skills he had honed were simple and straightforward, but the opponent's self-preservation skills were as slippery as loach.
In just a moment, two other green soldiers arrived, and the archer hiding in the house also stood up.
The four men surrounded the enemy, blocked all their retreat routes with three swords, and shot an arrow towards their forehead.
Suddenly, Jiang He no longer held back, and a silver-white spear suddenly appeared in his hand, like a dragon flying across the sky. The green soldier who had been fighting fiercely just now had his head blown off, and his flesh and blood were scattered on the ground like ink.
Jiang He grabbed the butt of the spear, leaned his upper body backward, and his waist was like a bridge. The spear drew a circle in the air and accurately hit the enemy's shoulder behind him. The weight of one and a half tons directly smashed the enemy's body. Half of his body was reduced to meat paste in an instant, leaving only his head and legs. At this time, an arrow flew by, but was just avoided.
Another green soldier approached with a knife in hand, his bravery was surprising. Jiang He pushed with all his strength, and the butt of the Changhen Spear hit the enemy. The raised sword suddenly shattered, and the green soldier was crushed by the heavy object, his chest collapsed, and his eyes were dazed before he died.
The archer had a ferocious look on his face. He raised his longbow and shot an arrow into the sky. The gunpowder tied to the tip of the arrow exploded. The power was not great, but the sound was extremely harsh and could be heard from far away.
Jiang He threw the Long-Hate Spear to end the opponent's life, cleaned up the battlefield and left quickly.
Only half a quarter of an hour later, a large number of troops surrounded the alley. The captain's face was not looking good, because he was very clear about the combat effectiveness of the elite soldiers of the First Division.
At this time, the adjutant returned, and three out of five of his subordinates were gone.
"My lord, I am incompetent."
The deputy commander said solemnly, "Okay, let's inform the deputy commander of this matter. I know what is right and wrong. The death of one or two people may be due to your negligence, but this result means that the other party is weird. Get up, hold the horse for me, and walk in public. You will be innocent, but don't forget to whip yourself twice."
The adjutant was grateful to the point of tears. The superior's early punishment was equivalent to overlooking this dereliction of duty. The Qingbing headquarters had few direct descendants and nearly ten percent of them had been killed in non-war events, which was a serious crime.
(End of this chapter)