Chapter 36: Mercy from Subordinates We Surrender

  At the moment of confusion, it started from the front. Someone was shouting loudly, but it was too far away to hear clearly. The golden-haired tiger was blocked at the back and didn't know the situation in front, so he was anxiously barking loudly. Just as he was getting anxious, a small leader from the front squeezed back desperately, his voice arriving before him: "Brother, I don't know where a group of people came from, they've blocked the exit."

  Jin Mao Hu's heart skipped a beat as he blurted out, "But is it the government army?"

  "Not wearing armor, they are in ordinary attire, carrying shields and guns, without any movement." The small head rushed forward and said anxiously. This is strange, if it's not the government army, could it be that Enzhou has sent local archers to take revenge? With a mind full of doubts, he dismounted his war horse and led several bandit leaders to push forward, kicking and shoving along the way.

  After turning two bends, looking far away, I only saw that the exit was blocked by a group of people. In front, more than ten were squatting in a row, holding shields as high as half a person and standing on the ground, with wooden guns stretching out from between the shields. Behind them stood another row of men, carrying round shields and holding iron spears. Jinmao Hu had experienced five times of official army encirclement and suppression, but had never seen such an array. What was the origin of this group of people?

  "Brother, the exit is blocked, why don't we retreat instead?" Wu Da suggested in a loud voice.

  "Retreat? These few people scared you? Hmph!" Jinmao Hu coldly snorted, squeezing to the front of the team, and loudly asked: "Where did this bird brain come from, daring to block the way of your grandfather Jinmao Hu?"

  Those two rows of men didn't move a muscle, nor did they respond. The golden-haired tiger was furious! He immediately ordered the charge! Dozens of bandits waved their knives and guns, shouting and rushing forward. When they ran to within two or three zhang of the exit, they all stopped and looked at each other in dismay. The enemy's formation was like a porcupine, how could they attack? Those sharp wooden spears were over one zhang long, charging straight ahead, even before getting close to the enemy, they would be pierced through.

  "By order, annihilate the bandits! Surrender and be spared death! Resist and you will be killed!" Just as the bandits were about to surrender, a loud and uniform shout suddenly erupted from behind the two rows of men, probably numbering in the hundreds. Jinmao Hu's face changed color, the opposing side was not the local militia sent by Enzhou, but rather the troops of the Grand Master? Seeing his men whispering among themselves, discussing and wavering, Jinmao Hu knew that if he didn't take action soon, they would lose before even starting to fight.

  "General Wu! Lead the charge!"

  Wu Da was also afraid in his heart, but if he disobeyed orders, the result would definitely be a single slash from Jin Mao Hu's knife. He gritted his teeth and took a wooden shield from a Louluo soldier's hand, picked up a crude knife, and rushed to the back of the group of Louluo soldiers who were not advancing. He kicked them several times: "Charge for me! If you don't charge, you'll die!" But no matter how he scolded, those dozens of Louluo soldiers just wouldn't move. Wu Da was furious, raised his knife and was about to kill someone! That one slash hadn't even fallen yet when suddenly a large stone fell from the sky, hitting him right on the head! His brain burst open, and he fell to the ground, dead.

  "Someone is above!" Large and small stones rained down, smashing the crowd of people who were holding their heads and fleeing in all directions. However, the terrain in the ditch was narrow, and there was nowhere to hide! Looking at the golden-haired tiger again, it was tightly attached to the cliff wall, crouching. Raising its head to look up, only to see that on top of the ditch, someone had appeared out of nowhere, lifting stones and frantically throwing them down. Those who failed to dodge were killed instantly when hit in the head, and those who were hit in the shoulder also fell to the ground without getting up. The ditch was in chaos, with people trampling each other, and they all crowded towards the back.

  The golden-haired tiger was shocked and angry, as if retreating backwards, when would it get out of the White Horse Gorge? The rocks on top were falling like rain, fearing that if they didn't rush out, they'd be smashed to pieces, so they could only charge forward!

  "Who wants to live, follow me!" A loud shout, he stood up straight with his knife and rushed towards the exit. He led the way, those disheartened and demoralized men hastily followed him. The robbers who were blocked behind turned around and desperately charged forward, following their leader in a fierce attack!

  Fifty paces! Forty paces! Thirty paces! The golden-haired tiger raised his great sword, shouting wildly. The crowd of rascals behind him grew bold and shouted out loud, also frightening people.

  At first, the soldiers of the Jingwei camp were not moved. But seeing the thieves fighting for their lives and swarming in, they finally panicked. The shield gunner who was squatting at the very front involuntarily retreated backwards. As soon as they moved, the ones holding round shields behind them also started to retreat, and the originally neat and tidy formation began to become disordered.

  At this moment, a person stood up from behind, 18 or 19 years old, with a handsome and elegant appearance, wearing a suit of leather armor, holding a long spear, with an angry face, jumping and shouting: "Form ranks! Form ranks! Take one more step back, military law will be enforced! Straight mother thief! What are the second team doing? Throw your spears!"

  The soldier's mind was a complete blank, and it wasn't until then that he saw the bandits charging towards him! Several guns were thrown out in a chaotic manner, and one of them stabbed into someone. The rest either fell to the ground or were caught by people who immediately thrust them forward! As the two armies clashed, several bandits were impaled on the wooden spears, their bodies pierced through, and they let out blood-curdling screams. Those in the back took advantage of the momentum and used all their might to push the corpses of their companions forward. Jinmao Hu cut off the head of a wooden spear with one slash of his knife, placed his shoulder on the corpse of a Liao soldier, and shouted: "Push!" The bandits all exerted themselves at once, and the formation of the Jingyuan camp immediately collapsed!

  Yang Yan was so anxious that he jumped up and down, commanding the soldiers to fight before speaking. His task was to lead the two troops to block the exit and not let a single bandit escape from the valley. Seeing the formation arranged by Jiu Ge being disrupted, how could he not be anxious? He threw away his gun, took off his upper garment, and rushed forward with several arrow steps, pushing against the back of the soldiers, roaring: "Push for me!" The soldiers who were like waking up from a dream rushed forward in unison, piled up a human wall, and pushed forward with all their might!

  Yang Yan's forehead bulged with blue veins, his two feet kicked the cracked earth skin into the ground, and he still shouted loudly: "Don't let a single thief out of the ditch! Otherwise, I'll be finished, and you won't survive either!"

  He led these two troops of new recruits, who were just recruited. Although they were timid at first, as the two armies clashed, one side pushing out and the other pushing in, without seeing blood or death, they gradually became fearless. Shouting slogans, they worked together to push into the ditch. The bandits in the ditch were about to be squeezed out, but were pushed back again. Wanting to chop and kill, there was a shield as high as half a person in front, and those birds all crouched behind the shields, unable to take action.

  The two armies were at a stalemate, and Jinmao Hu was anxious when he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind: "Spare your subordinates! We surrender!"

  The golden-haired tiger suddenly became enraged and attacked the heart, but was squeezed in the middle like a pagoda, unable to move. He loudly roared: "We are all bandits with grave crimes! Surrendering is also death!"

  "Brother! Those brothers just rushed out, a fat man, holding a large axe, extremely brave! Leading thirty or fifty cavalrymen to charge forward recklessly! No one can stop them! The brothers are in disarray, retreating back to the ditch, and were beaten to death and injured again. Brother, why not surrender? This is Xu Jia's ninth battalion!" A bandit shouted loudly with a crying tone.

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