"Stop shooting!"

When the last Jin soldier disappeared from sight, Zhang Rui blew the whistle. This whistle was actually a bamboo whistle. When it was blown, it was the most suitable to control a small team of about 100 people. This was a suggestion made by Liang Xing. Zhang Rui thought it was good and readily adopted it. After testing, the effect was quite good, so he used it as a signal to stop shooting.

"Cleaning the gun chamber, wiping the barrel, checking the ammunition, loading the gun into the casing... Also, wipe your face clean and don't let go into other people's villages in a dirt. We don't lose face in Tianshu City." Zhang Rui repeatedly reminded the hunters of the battlefield gun use regulations and precautions, while taking out a linen towel, pouring water from the kettle and dipping it off, and wiped off the blackened face.

"Zhang Dutou, can you let me see this fire-breathing magic gun?" A voice that sounded a little nervous sounded behind him. Zhang Rui didn't have to look back and knew who the person was talking - Liang Xing.

Zhang Rui also admired this young man who was a few years younger than him: he was young, sharp, brave, skilled, able to ride a horse and draw a bow, and skilled in guns and rods. Most importantly, this flying tiger among the four tigers of Heiya Mountain was full of envy and admiration for the hot life of Tianshu City and the impressive record of Tianshu Army. Along the way, he kept asking himself about the past achievements of Tianshu Army, the training programs of the teaching battalion, and asked for advice. He even wanted to know the past of the military leader. However, Zhang Rui, like Liang Xing, knew very little about this mysterious military leader.

Although Zhang Rui's position in the Tianzhu Army was not high, he was both civil and military, brave and strategic in combat, and was a general with great potential. Although he was not able to attend various high-level military meetings chaired by Di Lie because of his low position, he did not have the opportunity to listen to Di Lie's analysis of the overall situation of Taihang. However, based on his own qualities and his own talent, Di Lie's desire to integrate resources in the Taihang villages, especially the four major villages.

And Liang Xing is the best breakthrough.

The reason why Di Lie agreed to join the rescue operation of the special operations team was not only to use Liang Xing's connections. A deeper meaning was that he wanted to attract and integrate it into it.

Zhang Rui understood the profound meaning of the military leader well. In addition to the secrets involved in all the issues of Liang Xing - in other words, at Zhang Rui's level and identity, there is no secret to know. In fact, he didn't even know the identity of Zhao Jian. He only knew that this young man was a clan, just like his former Shangguan Zhao Neng. In Tianshu City, there were thousands of clans of Zhao Song, so who would care about which onion you are?

Therefore, when Liang Xing made the request to see the musket, Zhang Rui didn't care about throwing the musket in his hand to the other party, and also gave instructions: "This is a musket, which uses gunpowder to fire lead balls to kill the enemy. It is not a magic gun. To talk about magic guns, there is a magic weapon in Tianshu City. It is a unique magic weapon in the hands of the military leader. It takes the enemy's head thousands of steps away, and Yi Ruo reverses his palm to observe the pattern. That is not something that the guys in our hands who can't even beat the enemy a hundred steps away, can match..."

Liang Xing was really caught by thunder, his eyes wider than the copper bell: "Thousand steps to kill people? Isn't that the legendary flying sword?"

"More magic than a flying sword! The flying sword can see clearly the appearance of the sword. The projectiles shot out by the magic weapon are invisible..." Zhang Rui was waiting for the hunters to clean up his clothes. He was idle and talked about the legendary experience of the military leader, especially the legend of the "sharp gun". "Don't believe it, I heard it at the beginning. It was also unbelievable. However, the battalion officials of the four infantry battalions of our Tianzhu Army and the four cavalry battalions had witnessed the terrifying power of the military leader's "sharp gun". It was undoubtedly true that he killed someone with a thousand steps. So many generals on the battlefield unanimously confirmed that this matter is not false, and it must be true. It's a pity that I don't have this blessing..."

At this time, the two hunting soldiers were stepping forward together. One reported that the soldiers were ready, and the other hunting soldiers were responsible for statistics reported the loss of ammunition: "A moment ago, eighty muskets shot five rounds in total, and 400 ammunitions were consumed, and the results of the battle have not yet been counted."

The hunters took 20,000 rounds of fixed ammunition during this operation. Just a brief contact battle, they consumed 400 rounds of ammunition, which shows that the high consumption of gunfire resources for gunfire was seen. Fortunately, the results of these 400 rounds of projectiles were quite brilliant. Without a detailed point, they swept over the top of the cliff at a thick glance. There was a short mountain road below, and the tragic situation of blood flowing into a stream shows that the defeated Jin soldiers threw at least seventy or eighty bodies when they passed the "death blockade line".

Zhang Rui, who was used to seeing hundreds of Jin soldiers lying for several miles, no longer cared about the scene in front of him. After glanced at the bottom of the cliff, he said calmly: "I don't have to pay attention to this result and leave it to the defenders of Tiebi Pass to deal with it. Let's go and meet the King Xin and Doctor Wuyi now."

Zhao Bangjie originally wanted to welcome Tianzhu Army reinforcements from the back mountain of the village, but was shocked by the rewards of the soldiers who cleaned the battlefield. He did not care about waiting for the back door of the village, but hurried to the command base of the Jin army before, and now the flesh-and-blood battlefield to check the death of the Jin soldiers.

As soon as he arrived at the scene, Zhao Bangjie was shocked by nearly a hundred corpses - it was not that he had never seen so many corpses of Jin soldiers. In fact, in the past half month, the north and south villages of Wuma Mountain have repeatedly fought with the Jin soldiers, killing and killing the Jin army no less than five or six hundred. On the most intense day of the battle, both the enemy and us suffered hundreds of losses.

What was really shocked by Zhao Bangjie was that in such a short time, such a long distance, and such a loss-free battle, could kill and injure nearly a hundred enemy troops - even if it was a fleeing enemy.

There is a saying that trapped beasts are still fighting, and the enemy will not chase them. However, the Tianzhu Army blocked the trapped beasts and the enemy, and teared and bit them and removed one of their "arms and thighs". There were no casualties on their own. This combat power is too powerful, right?!

If the combat power of the Tianzhu Army shocked Zhao Bangjie, and the death of the Jin soldiers in front of him was extremely confusing. Zhao Bangjie inspected the bodies of more than ten Jin soldiers in succession, and also inspected some of the seriously injured and undead Jin soldiers, without any traces of arrows. All the wounds were only a very small blood hole. But even such a blood hole smaller than an arrow, he could penetrate the five large and three thick Jin soldiers, even some armored soldiers.

Finally, Zhao Bangjie found a suspected answer from the side card that was broken on one side: a broken lead was embedded in the cracked corner of the side card. After digging out the lead with a knife, Zhao Bangjie put it in his palm to weigh it. Not only did he not solve the problem, but he was even more confused. If it were really these leads that hurt the enemy, then what kind of powerful weapons would be able to fire less than half a liang of lead so far and have such a strong lethality. Even a strong bow in his hand could not do it!

Zhao Bangjie didn't want it to be fine. The more he thought about it, the more he felt heavy, and he couldn't help but turn his eyes to the top of the cliff. Looking at the empty space of the man in the house, he was dazed. Until a soldier came to ask for instructions on how to deal with the whirlwind cannons, Zhao Bangjie shook his head, came to his senses, and sighed: "The whirlwind cannon is brought back to the village. If it is damaged and useless, push down the cliff. Leave the battlefield to the auxiliary soldiers to clean it. All the soldiers were dressed neatly. Follow me to the back gate to welcome the friendly troops in Tianshu City."

The back gate of Tiebiguan Village. At this time, the gate was still closed and the suspension bridge was hanging high. A hundred steps away from the gate, rows of strong soldiers wearing shiny iron hats, bright half-body iron leaf armor, carrying fine side signs and marching backpacks, and cross-body a pipe-shaped object with oil cloth on their shoulders, standing neatly and solemnly. On the slope not far from the left, there were more than a dozen idle men wearing green cloth clothes and more than ten mules and horses (three mules and horses were rushing to the road and fell off the cliff).

The messenger from Wuma Mountain Village had already entered the village first and told him the identity of the future. But I don’t know if the defenders wanted to ask for instructions to go up the peak, so they were delayed. Or was the murderous team outside the village who was so murderous that they had not opened the gate and put down the suspension bridge. The defenders on the village wall even held bows and occupied various cliffs, looking very cautious.

Liang Xing, who stayed with the Mule and Horse Team, said to Liu Ze indignantly: "I rushed to rescue like a spark, but I got alert and cold treatment. The power of the Wuma Mountain Village is too small..."

Liu Ze smiled bitterly and signaled Liang Xing to see the state of the hunting camp over there. He whispered: "No one is a good person. Look at the elite of this hunting camp, a hundred people can reach a thousand troops. Even if there is such an army outside my village, I dare not put it in at will!"

Liang Xingleng glanced at Liu Ze, and wanted to say that your ability was not very good, but after all, he was also a big village leader. It was too expensive to make a fortune. It would be better not to make a mistake.

However, Wuma Shanzhai is a rising star in Taihang, and such rude behavior did not last long.

When Zhao Bangjie arrived hurriedly, the village gate opened and the suspension bridge was laid down.

Zhao Bangjie led a team of nearly 100 people, which were arranged on both sides of the village gate and suspension bridge. Zhao Bangjie was in front, and more than ten elders in the village held wine cups, fruits and millet noodles in their hands, and rushed over.

Zhao Bangjie bowed and laughed loudly from afar: "Zhao was eager to clean up the battlefield so as not to be taken advantage of by the Jin people. He was ready to greet him, so he came late. He also asked the brothers in Tianshu City to forgive him for his crimes."

Zhang Rui, who had been standing in front of the queue, like a sculpture, turned around suddenly, faced all the soldiers, and shouted loudly: "Standing attentive!"

More than a hundred bodies moved together, and the leather boots touched each other in a "blooming" manner. The sound was so loud that snow fell to the ground on the branches not far away.

"After a moment!"

With a loud bang, hundreds of people were the same, they all went out their left foot, looked straight with their chests straight, and their hands were backwards.

The group of elders holding the greetings were shocked by the powerful army in front of them, and they could not move. They sifted their bodies, sprinkled wine in their hands, and the fruits and vegetables rolled on the ground, making Zhao Bangjie's old face look rosy.

Zhao Bangjie smiled as usual on the surface, but was afraid that he was no less than those elders who had lost their composure. With just one or two simple moves, he had such power. Although the number of this army was small, the elite level was only seen in his life. As a general, Zhao Bangjie saw it more clearly than others and thought it more clearly. Whether an army is an elite or a inferior soldier is fully revealed in these simple actions.

Zhang Rui strode forward and said, "Zhang Rui, the head of the hunting army under the Tianzhu Army in Tianshu City, and 110 officers and soldiers of the capital, came to the Wuma Mountain Village to fight against the Jin Dynasty at the order of the army leader."

Zhao Bangjie suppressed his shock and laughed: "It turned out to be Zhang Dutou, the hunting warrior capital, and it was indeed an extremely elite. Zhao Bangjie opened his eyes today and thanked Zhang Dutou for helping him in time."

Zhang Rui also met with courtesy: "It turned out to be Zhao Zhizhai... Tianshu City and Wuma Mountain Village are stationed in Taihang together, and they are in harmony with each other. They should watch over each other and attack the Jin soldiers together. What's the point of thanking?"

Zhao Bangjie was stunned. Is this a small head? The small leader among the many big bosses among a group of bandits? How can he speak more like a person than himself?

"I heard Zhang Dutou's conversation, it seems that his family has a lot of knowledge..."

"Zhang is just a student of the Tokyo Imperial College, and his father is only a seventh-rank official, so there is no connection between the family education."

Zhang Rui's faint answer made Zhao Bangjie dizzy: The student - the bandits, the two can't beat the same one!

The Song Dynasty, especially the entire Northern Song Dynasty, was worried that the military generals would follow suit because of the injustice of Taizu Zhao Kuangyin's plan for the country. Therefore, the emperors of the Song Dynasty were wary of various guards and suspicions about military generals, breaking the balance between civil and military ministers from the Sui and Tang Dynasties to the Five Dynasties, creating a situation where civil and noble and military officials were humble.

Whenever you march and fight, you must send a military supervisor. At the same time, the Ministry of War will issue a formation map for combat purposes. Yes, you can take this formation map and arrange the troops as mentioned above. Go, buddy, the Ministry of War is optimistic about you and fight with the enemy! You will definitely do it... The result is that this result is often caused by the Xixia people, Liao people, and Jurchen people who don’t even understand the formation, so that a mother can’t find the North.

A front-line commander, from the march route, to the arrangement of troops, to the allocation of food and fodder, to the decision-making of the opportunity, had no choice but to decide by himself. It was decided by the temple bosses in the rear or the military supervisors, and used the general as the head soldiers. In the long run, defeat was common, and the status of this general naturally declined sharply. A fifth-rank senior general (the Song Dynasty had a strict control over the rank of the rank and was definitely not as rampant as the end of the Ming Dynasty. The fifth-rank military position was already considered a senior military honor), and he might not be able to stand up straight in front of a seventh-rank civil official.

Zhao Bangjie, who is a magnanimous person, has not been recognized by the court, even if he is appointed by the court, he is only an eighth-rank official. With his thirty-fifth-rank Wuyi doctor's position as a master. But in front of him is a student who can be awarded the eighth-rank position once he passes the palace examination. His identity is even better than himself! Such a talent is just a leader of a thief army?

Zhao Bangjie shook his head a little dizzy, his posture couldn't help but lower his posture, and asked subconsciously: "How many people are there in Tianshu City as handsome as Zhang Dutou?"

Zhang Rui glanced at him lightly and said only four words: "The car is loaded with a bucket."

Zhao Bangjie reluctantly smiled, but said nothing more, the car was in the traffic. Literature liked to exaggerate the most, even the literati who joined the army. Zhao Bangjie never expected that Zhang Rui did not exaggerate at all. According to Zhao Bangjie's meaning, he should refer to the sons of literati, and there were not too many of these people in Tianshu City.

Next, Liu Ze and Liang Xing also came to see each other. Liu Ze and Zhao Bangjie had a few deals and were also acquaintances. The two met and had a chat. Then there was a series of motivated welcome ceremonies.

After the ceremony, Zhang Rui saw Zhao Bangjie looking back from time to time and said in surprise: "Zhao Zhizhai, have you invited reinforcements from other places?"

Zhao Bangjie was even more surprised than Zhang Rui and blurted out: "Isn't Zhang Dutou led the vanguard army? The large army behind..."

Zhang Rui laughed silently and shook his head: "Don't think about the large army, only me is the hunting soldier. Zhao Zhizhai has been struggling for most of the day, and our soldiers are also very tired. Shouldn't it be time to enter the village?"

There are only one reinforcements?! There is no problem with my ears? Zhao Bangjie was stunned. He was already too surprised and shocked today, but he never compared to this one.
Chapter completed!