Chapter 73: The Second Battle of Fengshan (Part 1)
After confirming that Jiang Xia really had a powerful person backing him up, the last bit of fear in Shi Liu's heart disappeared.
It has a sense of throwing away the whole jar.
The City God has told it clearly that this matter is of great importance and even an Immortal Lord in the Sea of Bitterness cannot handle it, so what can a small Qi-cultivating monster do?
Fortunately, the local spies had already spoken with one voice, so the monster's rampage last night was kept secret.
This also gave Shi Liu a deeper understanding of his job.
The cultivation world is not as clear and simple as it thinks. There are also dark secrets among the thirty-three sects under the Immortal Alliance that it has not known about before.
But it's okay this way.
Shi Liu thought that according to the City God and the Land God, there were indeed some illegal and disorderly activities among the local monks. This gave it some confidence to lie to the Shangguan of Taofuyuan.
Even if the Chief Inspector is really sent here, there will be something to investigate.
Some of it is also written in my work log.
Got to work hard!
Shi Liu made up his mind to do something good and then seek to be transferred out of this hellhole of Fengming Country.
The farther away from Jiangxia the better.
This mortal with a secret is like a time bomb. No one knows when it will explode and implicate Lord Pomegranate.
However, Jiang Xia had no time to care about Xiao Shiliu's twisted mental journey.
He was very busy for the two days after dealing with the monster.
Liu Ruyi returned from Mo Shuang Mountain.
This news was sent to Jiangxia early this morning through the information channel of Butler Hong. Also sent here was news that several gangs of bandits who occupied the mountain near Fengshan were heading here.
"What bandits! They are clearly the private soldiers of Ruyifang."
Lord Sun also received the news. He was standing next to Jiang Xia, shouting loudly with righteous indignation.
"That group of traitors kept private soldiers, but they didn't dare to do so openly, fearing that they would be caught by the governor, so they sent their private soldiers to act as bandits outside the city and prey on the people.
In this county, any banditry in the mountains is related to them.
There was also collusion between officials and businessmen. Whenever they used troops to attack, the bandits would get the news in advance and either move away or set up an ambush, which caused great headaches for local officials and civilians.
Jiang Xia sat at the table, looking at the letter in his hand, his face calm.
"How many people are there? What about their equipment?"
He asked.
Lord Sun twisted his beard and said:
“In this county, there are at least 3,000 people, but near Fengshan, there are only 1,800 people. It is said that they also have private soldiers in the nearby Yanchi County.
The Ruyifang bandits relied on their visible wealth and hidden troops to make Governor Hong cautious and allow him to take advantage of both the black and white. If we can defeat these bandits in Fengshan.
The governor's actions will no longer be hindered."
Having said this, Lord Sun looked around and lowered his voice and said:
"These days, I have had some conversations with Steward Hong. He revealed some clues that Liu Ruyi spent a huge amount of money to raise these soldiers for the second prince."
"Well, this is a rebellion."
Jiang Xia understood immediately.
He threw down the letter in his hand and said sarcastically:
"As a country, there are only three counties and twelve prefectures left, but they still want to do such dirty things. His Highness the Second Prince is really a filial son.
No wonder Governor Hong is so eager for new soldiers. It seems that if our Fengming Kingdom does not seek change, it will be doomed."
"Shh!"
Lord Sun was startled and immediately waved his hand and said:
"Shut up! How can you talk nonsense about such an important matter?"
"Master Sun, you are too cowardly. Where is your courageous spirit that you swore to never reconcile with the thieves in Ruyifang?"
Jiang Xia glanced at Mine Supervisor Sun.
This guy has been in high spirits recently and has a prosperous career. It is said that he has been promised a high position and high salary. He is in such a good mood that even his belly has become a little fat.
But this is a good thing.
Sun Xiuting now absolutely supports Jiang Xia.
"Can our army fight ?"
Lord Sun is most concerned about this issue.
These days, he has been going to see the place where new recruits are training. Although the troops seem to be well-organized and equipped with new muskets, the daily drills are quite tough and look impressive.
But Lord Sun actually has no confidence about the actual combat effectiveness.
After all, there are few people.
There are less than 500 people in Fengshan, and the new recruits have only been trained for half a month. The enemy is coming with great force. Several local and external bandit gangs have already colluded with each other and are now joining forces.
The number of people must be more than two thousand.
If we lose this battle, all our bright prospects and future will be nothing but illusions.
“We can win!”
Jiang Xia gave Lord Sun some reassurance and then looked at the letter in front of him.
Even though they were just cold words, Jiang Xia could feel the anger and madness in Liu Ruyi's heart from these relayed words.
After all, a brother died.
Even if he is a guy who fails to accomplish anything, has great ambitions but little talent, only brings trouble to his Liu family, and seeks his own death, and would not complain even if he died ten times, he is still a blood brother.
There is no possibility of reconciliation in such a deep blood feud.
Jiang Xia is like the best shield tank. At this moment, he has already firmly grasped the hatred of Ruyifang. Both sides have been preparing until now. After fighting openly and secretly, it is time for the final showdown.
"Lord Sun, please write a letter to the governor for me."
Lord Sun nodded. He was responsible for this matter in the past, so he asked casually:
"how to write?"
Jiang Xia stood up, stretched his wrist, stroked the gun handle at his waist, and said to Lord Sun:
“You don’t have to write too much.
To put it bluntly, I will fight the battle, I will do what I promised with my own hands, and I am also looking forward to seeing the reward he promised to give me.
Most importantly, remind the governor."
"Let him, don't default on his debt!"
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"My goodness, it's not 2,000 people, it's nearly 3,000 people."
On Fengshan Street, in the basement cellar of the Huang family residence, the Black Hand weapons craftsman who stayed there, the bald-headed Malte, was fine-tuning the monitor in front of him.
The picture above is divided into eight pictures, each of which represents a reconnaissance drone being released.
They also set up a towering antenna in the backyard of the Huang family's house to expand the signal reception range of these drones, allowing them to fly beyond Fengshan and conduct reconnaissance in all directions.
All the collected information was summarized here, and after being counted by Jasmine, it was shown to Jiang Xia.
The big bald man with some Russian blood grabbed the container of liquor in his hand, took a sip, and twisted the joystick to make the drone fly over the military horses marching outside the mountain.
Some more details were collected.
"In addition to the infantry using cold weapons, there are also cavalry. They look like light cavalry, well-trained, marching in square formations, carrying supplies and carrying flags.
They don’t look like unruly bandits.”
While watching, Malte said to Jasmine who was taking notes attentively beside him:
“There are a lot of armor-piercing soldiers. Judging from the standards of the cold weapon era, they are already well-equipped. Their vanguard, about 700 to 800 people, is not far from the minefield set up by Su.
Ask him, maybe we can set up an ambush?"
Like a communicator immediately grabbed the headphones and reported the battle situation to the front line via radio.
After a few seconds, Jasmine looked up and said to Malte:
“Su said, don’t play forward.
He sent out a decoy team to lead the main force around the minefield, and then asked us to move the artillery position to area A on the ridge and set up a firing point near Hill No. 3.
"Hmm? There's a valley over there."
When Marte heard this, he immediately grabbed the map at hand and looked at it, then laughed and said:
"Su is preparing for a war of annihilation. That's a good idea. The firepower will block the surroundings. If the enemy is attacked, they can only retreat to the minefield. That's a good idea."
"But we only have ten mortars."
Jasmine blinked and said:
"Surely the fire blockade isn't enough?"
"It doesn't matter."
Malte drank up the wine in his hand, stood up comfortably, rubbing his stomach, and said to Jasmine:
"In addition to the pitiful small-caliber mortars, we have other good stuff, Jiang said, this is not only a battle, but also an arms exhibition.
In order to whet the appetite of the local natives, I first showed them some "good stuff" that cannot be sold now. It took me more than half a day to make such a thing.
Just waiting for this 'little baby' to be unveiled today."
On the other side, at the foot of Fengshan Mountain, Liu Laosi, wearing a steel helmet with a few blades of grass stuck on it, was lying in a hiding place, looking out.
A hundred meters ahead, a group of "bandits" armed with knives and guns were crossing this place.
"How can these be called bandits?"
Beside the fourth brother were several of Lord Hong's personal soldiers, all of whom were real elites. They were wearing leather armor and were observing the actions of the bandits.
One of them said angrily:
"Look at the armor they are wearing. It is clearly the style used by the military. The bows and crossbows they use are also military-style."
"really."
The leader of the guards put down the telescope in his hand, squinted his eyes, and said:
“No wonder Lord Hong has not taken action. If the bandits under Ruyifang were all equipped like this, the soldiers in the county city would probably be scattered after being attacked.
There were rumors before that Ruyifang had collusion with military leaders, and now it seems that the rumors are true.
Using weapons for personal use is despicable!"
"Stop talking and get ready for action."
The fourth brother received the order from the chip communication and grabbed a black SVD sniper rifle from his hand. As a subordinate of Jiang Xia, his firepower naturally had more power.
In the fourth brother's left eye, the fire control system came online, and several cursors began to move around in the team of a hundred people in front, capturing targets. A planned retreat route was also marked in the field of vision.
I saw the fourth brother holding the gun.
The soldiers around him also took off the bolt-action rifles issued to them by Lao Li from behind. These guns were adjusted by Malte and had a very fast firing rate.
20-30 rounds can be fired in one minute.
Its accuracy allows it to be used as a single-shot sniper rifle, and it is also thoughtfully equipped with an optical sight.
There was also a burly soldier who took out the Lewis light machine gun from behind him. The thick barrel was very intimidating, with the iconic drum magazine stuck in the gun. The continuous firing of forty-seven rounds gave it full firepower.
But its technical level still did not exceed that of World War I.
Of course, the price of these customized muskets for elite troops is much higher than that of common goods.
However, Governor Hong had already used the government silver to buy so many muskets, so he didn't mind spending a little more to equip his personal soldiers with better ones.
"Synchronize firing."
The fourth brother's finger brushed the trigger and said to the people around him:
"Attack the officers first, then throw a round of grenades, and then lead them to run. Follow me, don't fall behind."
"Three, two, one."
"boom"
More than ten guns opened fire at the same time, and there was a roar of strafing by light machine guns. In the team of a hundred men in front, the leader on horseback had his head exploded and fell off his horse immediately.
There were also people holding flags in the crowd, who were also knocked down by a round of gunfire.
The attack came suddenly, causing the Hundred Man Team to panic for a moment. Then, seven or eight smoking, chicken leg-like things were thrown into the crowd and exploded.
These wooden-handled grenades have very low lethality. If you are six or seven meters away, all you hear is a bang.
But the shocking effect of the "palm thunder" is very good, especially for those cold weapon soldiers who have never seen such things.
A round of bombing stunned them.
Without their commander again, the crowd was forced to disperse.
The fourth brother fired two more shots, knocking down two people carrying chess pieces. Seeing that the people next to him were also pulling the bolts of their guns and shooting, he turned around and left.
"Don't fight anymore! Go!"
Several people rushed into the forest behind them. Some of the noisy soldiers lay on the ground, while others shot randomly with bows and crossbows. It took a while for them to quiet down.
Led by the commander who escaped the disaster, they chased in the direction where Lao Si and others fled.
Things like this are happening all over the foothills.
More than 30 elite personal soldiers of Governor Hong were divided into six groups, sniping low-ranking officers in various places , creating chaos while luring the enemy into deep territory. This kind of job required courage and carefulness, and ordinary soldiers naturally had no chance of success.
However, these soldiers of the governor had received intensive special training from the wasteland instructors, so they were able to do their work in a very capable manner.
At this time, a drone controlled by Jasmine dropped flares from the sky to indicate their location. These contemporary elites could barely complete the task of luring the enemy.
But the inevitable war that follows is the real highlight.
"This thing is pretty good."
In Fengshan Street, Jiang Xia changed into a windbreaker he brought from the wasteland, and looked at the thing in front of him that was pushed into the yard by the bald-headed Malte, as if he was looking at a work of art, with satisfaction in his eyes.
"Fu..."
He lit the cigarette with the lighter handed to him by the fourth brother and blew out another smoke ring.
Jiang Xia moved his hands and said to the people around him:
"Go and ask Butler Hong to come with me to observe the battlefield, so that he can see with his own eyes whether his master's money is worth spending."
