Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 27
However, all they can rely on now is just a house.

Although the walls of the Yang family's mansion are tall and tall, there are even copper nails nailed on the red lacquer door.

But compared with the earth-enclosed building that was originally designed to serve wars, the gap in defense power is not that big.

If there is an earth-enclosed building as a support, it is not impossible to attack more with less.

But it would be a joke to try to defeat the invading thieves with just a small house.

Listening to the shouts of killing outside, Mr. Yang could not hide the panic on his face.

"Master, master, the thief is on the street outside the house."

Butler Niu trotted up to Mr. Yang again, panting heavily and reporting the report, his face full of anxiety.

Master Yang scratched his head and then asked.

"How's it going? Have the villages responded now? When can they send troops to help?"

Now Mr. Yang has pinned his hope of holding Jintian Town on the reinforcements sent by each village.

When Manager Niu heard this, he shook his head with difficulty.

"If I want to reply to the master, the time is too short. The Ding Zhuang who went to deliver the message has not returned yet, so there is no news for the time being."

After hearing this, Mr. Yang exhaled heavily, rubbed his brows and said.

"Go and pass the order, let your sons and daughters climb the wall and prepare to fight."

"If the thief dares to attack, I will give him a head-on blow and let them see how powerful I, the son of the Yang family, am."

After pondering for a moment, Mr. Yang prepared to tell a white lie and spoke.

"Tell the boys again that all villages have received the request for help from my Yang family and have sent out reinforcements as soon as possible. They will arrive at Jintian Town soon."

"As long as they can hold on until reinforcements arrive and work together internally and externally, they will be able to defeat the thieves and protect Jintian Town."

……

Since Mr. Yang gathered all his men at the Yang family mansion, he was preparing to gather troops to defend the Yang family mansion and wait for support.

Therefore, the Ming army entered Jintian Town without encountering almost any obstacles.

Groups of Ming soldiers began to kill along the street towards the Yang family mansion.

In the shops on both sides of the street, there were pairs of eyes full of fear and anxiety.

Zhang Hu held a shield in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He shouted loudly and took the lead in killing towards the Yang family's mansion.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Capture Jintian Town, capture Mr. Yang alive, divide the land and give birth to a wife!"

"..."

Behind him, a group of Ming soldiers armed with swords and spears and wearing red scarves followed quickly and rushed towards the Yang family's mansion with high morale.

Pan Dazhu, holding a spear in his hand, took the lead and led his subordinates to run wildly with the team.

As his legs moved, the autumn wind came towards him and poured into his lungs. He could clearly hear his heart beating loudly.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Revolt against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, divide the land and give away wives!"

"Da Ming Wansheng!"

"..."

Amid the shouts of killing, the leading troops of the Ming army successfully rushed outside the Yang family mansion.

Zhang Hu waved his hand.

"Break down the door and fight your way in. No one who dares to resist will be spared!"

The people behind him heard the words, agreed in unison, and then rushed towards the red lacquer door of the Yang family.

At this moment, a bunch of heads suddenly appeared on the wall of the Yang family.

One by one, the strong men of the Yang family poked their heads out of the high wall, either bent their bows and set arrows, or raised their loaded shotguns, aiming at the Ming army outside the house and started shooting.

collapse!Bumble!

Bang bang!Snapped!The sound of a bow string vibrating like cotton was heard, and the crisp sound of musket shooting was matched with it.

In the blink of an eye, several Ming soldiers fell down outside the Yang family's mansion.

Pan Dazhu watched helplessly as a Ming army soldier in front of him was hit in the chest by an arrow. He let out a scream and threw his head back and fell to the ground.

Blood continued to flow out from the wounds on his body, and the scene was shocking.

What's more, he was hit by a piece of iron sand shot by a shotgun, and a ball of blood burst out from his body.

Kill on the spot!

Feeling the whizzing sound of arrow projectiles passing by him, Qian Li's whole body stiffened unconsciously.

He knew he should keep moving forward, but his legs and feet refused to obey him. He stood frozen in place, unable to move.

He watched helplessly as several of his colleagues died tragically on the spot. He looked at the shining arrows on the wall of the Yang family and the black muzzle of the gun. He wanted to avoid it, but his body could not move no matter what.

This is the truest reaction of ordinary people when they go to the battlefield for the first time!
Fear and fear almost overwhelmed his reason. Many times he knew what to do, but his body just couldn't move.

At this moment, Qian Li was suddenly kicked from the side, and his team officer Pan Dazhu spoke.

"Why the hell are you just standing there, being a target? Just keep rushing forward. You'll be fine if you reach the wall."

When Pan Dazhu was in his hometown in western Sichuan, he was raped by the Qing soldiers and participated in the war with the chieftain soldiers of Jinchuan and Jinchuan.

It can be considered as some war experience.

He has also seen the sound of thousands of arrows being fired and the roar of artillery.

The scene before him was just a small scene to him.

It won't make him panic.

He was also able to remain calm and direct his men to continue the attack.

Of course, not everyone in the Ming army was as frightened as Qian Liu and behaved so badly on the battlefield.

Many people in the Ming army have been accustomed to fighting with weapons since they were young, so they can't say that their legs feel weak after seeing a few dead people.

They can still launch attacks very calmly.

A group of people rushed to the door of the Yang family mansion and began to knock on the door under Zhang Hu's command.

In the process, the Ming army suffered occasional injuries.

But there was also Ding Zhuang of the Yang family who stuck his head out from the courtyard wall to shoot arrows and fired a gun. He was hit by a Ming army's spear and died tragically on the spot.

The Yang family's mansion was built according to regulations. As a private house, the walls were only less than one foot high, but the Ming army's spears were on average one foot long.

As long as anyone from the Yang family dared to poke their head out from the courtyard wall, the Ming army's spearmen would definitely hit them.

For a time, both sides suffered casualties, and screams continued.

"Bump! Bump!"

"Brothers, work harder and break open the gate to divide the land and give away your wives!"

"..."

The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty joined forces and jumped towards the door of the Yang family's mansion again and again, but the door of the Yang family's house always stood firm.

Inside the door, a group of strong men from the Yang family were also desperately holding on to the door.

Every time the Ming army collided with them and the door shook, they couldn't help but retreat, but they always gritted their teeth and persisted, preventing the door from being knocked open by the Ming army.

Mr. Yang stood in the crowd and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"withstand!"

"You must hold on!"

"The ancestral hall is right behind us, and our ancestors are watching us in the ancestral hall. Even if we risk our lives, we can't let our ancestors' heroic spirits be disturbed by thieves."

After hearing Master Yang's words, the already weak bodies of these Yang family members suddenly surged with strength out of nowhere.

Screaming loudly, he held on to the door.

(End of this chapter)