Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles. In order to find out how ferocious the bandits were, Han Xiufeng found a guide and led a large number of private soldiers around the city to a house about one mile south of Changchun Bridge, leaving Ji Er to stay by the canal.

Deng Liangliu, Liang Jiu, Wu Wenming, Yu Qinghuai and others.

The owner ran away early when he knew that the thieves were coming. They walked around the back of the house and found a towering elm tree. They found a ladder from nowhere, and Han Xiufeng climbed up the branch of the tree.

The river behind the house is about ten feet wide, and with the "clairvoyance" given by Xu Laogui, I can look at the officers, soldiers and village warriors who are fortified at Changchun Bridge.

It is too far away, and there is a small forest to the east of the bridge. Even if you have "clairvoyance", you can only vaguely see the flags and the figures of the officers and soldiers.

Datou was worried that the bandits would divide their forces and come along the waterway, so he asked Jida to take a guide to the west to guard, and then asked Wang Zhuzhu to cross the river and drag all the nearby boats on the north bank to the south bank. Then he ran out of breath to the elm tree, raised his head and asked:

"Fourth brother, can you see it?"

"You can see it in the west, but there are too many trees in the east so you can't see clearly."

"The thieves came from the west, as long as they can see the west." Datou had never touched the "clairvoyance" before, and it made him feel itchy. He didn't even use a ladder, so he climbed up with the trunk of the tree and sat down on the tree on the left.

On the branch.

Han Xiufeng's eyes were a little blurry. As soon as he put down his "clairvoyance", he saw him looking at him eagerly, so he simply handed it over: "You should also take a look, but be careful not to drop it."

"It won't fall, fourth brother. I know this thing is precious."

"It's good to know."

The big head grinned, imitating Han Xiufeng just now and raised his "clairvoyance" to look in the direction of Changchun Bridge, but when his eyes came up, he could only see a patch of green. He couldn't help but ask: "Fourth brother, you can't see anything. Is this thing a scholar?"

Only then can we see if it requires reciting the same incantation as a Taoist priest’s magical weapon?”

"Anyone can see it, and there's no need to recite any spells."

"Then why can't I see anything clearly?"

"Don't worry, take your time and look. If you can't see clearly, just twist the front, where it's thick."

"Oh, I'll try."

After touching nearly half of the incense stick, Da Tou finally saw the Changchun Bridge, and then slowly turned the camera towards the bridge head, only to see that the bridge head was crowded with people fleeing. The officers and soldiers guarding the bridge waved their knives and drove the fleeing people back, but

There were too many people and they couldn't be driven away no matter how hard they tried. The officers and soldiers guarding the bridge became anxious and started to destroy the bridge with sledgehammers...

"Fourth brother, are those people Guawazi? They knew clearly that the bandits were coming to Yangzhou, but they still ran eastward and wanted to enter the city!"

"They may think that Yangzhou can be defended, or they may plan to go to Taizhou and just pass through the Changchun Bridge."

"Even if you want to go to Taizhou, you can take a detour." Da Tou muttered and returned the "clairvoyance" to Han Xiufeng.

"Maybe it's because they are unfamiliar with the place and don't know how to go around. Even if they know how to go around, they have already arrived at Changchun Bridge, surrounded by either rivers or lakes. There are no boats for them to go around." Han Xiufeng sighed lightly, thought about it and said: "

Zhu Zhan'ao and Zhang Yiguo had their own reasons for not letting those people pass. After all, who knows if there are any spies among those people."

Just when Da Tou didn't know what to say, Han Xiufeng suddenly noticed through his "clairvoyance" that the people crowded at the bridge suddenly ran back one after another, and those behind him jumped into the river because they couldn't run away.

Moving the camera further west, all we can see is a patch of dust to the west.

Han Xiufeng looked up at the treetops and confirmed that the wind was not strong. He raised his "Clair Eye" again and kept focusing on the dust in the west. Until flags appeared faintly in the "Clair Eye", he said solemnly: "

Datou, the bandits are coming, go down and tell Jida and the others quickly, and ask them to cheer up and pay attention to the movement to the west."

"Coming?"

"Coming!"

"Oh, I'll go down right away."

Datou didn't want to be made dumplings by thieves, so he hurriedly slid down the tree trunk.

Han Xiufeng raised his "clairvoyance" again. As soon as he moved the camera to the bridge, he saw a cloud of white smoke rising from the bridge, and then, there was a gunshot from the north!

Bang...bang...!

It was like setting off firecrackers, but it only lasted for a short time, and after the sound, there was no movement.

After waiting for a while, the gunpowder smoke on the bridge gradually dissipated. The scene in front of him made Han Xiufeng's lungs almost explode. The officers and soldiers who should have quickly loaded gunpowder and lead into the shotguns and muskets were all gone. The camera turned around again.

Moving eastward, all the way to the woods in front of Taohua Temple, one could vaguely see officers, soldiers and village warriors fleeing for their lives in a hurry. Several officers waved their swords and tried to stop them, but they could not be stopped.

"Fourth brother, what's up? There's a gunshot over there, is it done?" Big Head ran back and asked eagerly.

"Call Jida back and we'll leave now!"

"Master Zhu and Master Zhang, can't they hold on?"

"Can't hold on."

"Got it, I'm going to call Ji Da right now." Escape was more important than anything else, so he didn't dare to waste the first moment and ran westward along the river embankment.

Han Xiufeng raised his "clairvoyance" again and focused the camera on the bandits who were getting closer and closer to the bridge. He saw dozens of bandits wearing red turbans running to the bridge and raising their shotguns.

Aim at the remaining 100 officers, soldiers and village warriors on the other side of the bridge.

There was another burst of white smoke, followed by another burst of gunfire!

However, the thieves' guns were fired at the same level as the officers and soldiers. Before they could move their "clairvoyance" over to see if the bandits' guns had injured the officers and soldiers, a dozen more thieves rushed to the bridge and aimed at the other side of the bridge.

It's a volley of shots!

Bang……!

Although they were not close, the sound of gunshots could be heard clearly, but the bridgehead was completely shrouded in white smoke, and the movement on the bridgehead could no longer be seen clearly. Han Xiufeng moved the camera westward, and he was shocked to see it.

, densely packed with people wearing red headscarves, they came well prepared, actually dozens of people carried small boats in two groups, and sailed from the north and south sides of the newly destroyed Changchun Bridge with their own boats.

Forced crossing.

I just saw the group of thieves at the forefront lowering their wooden boat into the river, and there was another burst of gunfire!

Although Han Xiufeng had never fought in a war and did not understand the art of war, he could still tell that the bandits kept firing guns to cover those who were trying to cross. He could clearly see that not only did they attack in an orderly manner, but they were also proceeding calmly.

For them, a strong attack is as simple as farmers doing farm work.

They were really not afraid of death. It could be seen that they were all experienced in many battles. The more Han Xiufeng looked at them, the less cold he felt. When he climbed down the ladder and put away his "clairvoyance", he realized that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Mr. Han, have the thieves crossed the river?" Ji Da, who hurried back, asked anxiously.

"Crossing the river."

"They crossed the river before they even burned a stick of incense?" Wang Zhuzhu asked desperately.

Han Xiufeng followed the guide towards Anjiang Gate (south gate of Yangzhou City) and said bitterly: "Those Green Camp soldiers and rural warriors were greedy for life and feared death. They all ran away after firing a shot. If the bridge had not been destroyed in advance, the thieves would have

Bandits don't even need half a stick of incense."

"Master Zhu and Master Zhang are expected to be in bad luck," Ji asked anxiously.

"If you don't have diamonds, how can you do the porcelain work? They asked for it!" Han Xiufeng felt distressed when he thought of the shotguns and rifles thrown away by the green camp soldiers. He cursed angrily and suddenly turned around and asked: "Jida, how many shots can shotguns do?"

Far?"

"It depends on the type of shotgun. The foreigners' automatic shotguns can shoot farther, and can hit two hundred steps. The green camp's shotguns are not good, and can only hit twenty or thirty steps."

"Where's the gun?"

"You can hit two hundred steps with a gun raised, but it's not accurate after one hundred and fifty steps."

Thinking of what he had just seen, Han Xiufeng said with hatred: "I really don't know how Zhu Zhan'ao, the deputy general, became a master. I really don't know how he and Zhang Yiguo trained as soldiers. The bandits are still two to three hundred meters away from the bridge.

The Green Camp soldiers and Xiang Yong under their command were busy firing their guns. How could they shoot at such a distance?"

"It's definitely impossible to hit,"

"So when we encounter thieves in the future, we must not panic. The thieves are not allowed to fire until they are twenty steps in front of them."

"As you command!"

At this time, the sound of gunfire became increasingly rare, and one could imagine that the bandits had already captured Taohua Temple.

Han Xiufeng didn't dare to speak anymore, so he just ran with the guide to rest, take a breath, and then run again. He didn't relax until he saw Ji Er guarding the boat at the canal. His legs almost broke while running, and he was about to sit down and take a rest.

After taking a breath and taking a sip of water, Liang Jiu came out of nowhere.

"Mr. Han, I'm back. I planned to go to Changchun Bridge to inquire about it, but I met a man in Thirty Mile Shop in the west of the city. He said that he recognized you, Mr. Han, and he also said that he had something important to do with you. He had to let me go first.

Take him to see you at Wanfu Bridge

, I didn’t expect to meet Ji Er here.” The errand was not done well, and Liang Jiu felt very unhappy. After thinking about it, he said with a bitter face: “That man has a nose and an eye. I am afraid that I will miss your important event, so I just

I brought him here first."

"Who?" Han Xiufeng asked as he sat down.

"Brother Han, it's me!" Zhou Xingyuan climbed ashore from the bow of the boat and said from a distance: "Brother Han, I didn't expect it to be me. Don't be afraid of my jokes. Brother, I really thought I would never see you again in this life. Fortunately.

God has eyes, and despite all the hardships, I finally got here and finally met my brother!"

Han Xiufeng was startled when he suddenly saw Zhou Xingyuan. He thought to himself that Lu Jianying, the governor of Liangjiang, was dead. How could he still be alive? Is he a human or a ghost?

"Brother Han, Brother Han..."

"Oh, it turns out to be Brother Zhou, you... how... how..."

"It's hard to say it all, it's hard to say it all. If I were to talk about it, I wouldn't be able to finish it in three days and three nights." Zhou Xingyuan sat down in front of Han Xiufeng and said with tears: "In short, God bless me, Zhou Xingyuan, my life should not be cut off."

Han Xiufeng didn't want to affect the morale of his men, so he quickly said: "Brother Zhou, you survived a catastrophe, and you will be blessed later."
To be continued...