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Chapter 27 A Cup of Tea
To the north of Mafang Village, about four miles away, there is a section of road that runs through a willow forest.

Now the place is a mess, the ground is full of screaming and wailing wounded, and there are corpses in disorder. A tragic ambush has just ended.

Zhang Guangda, head of the left sentry of the Thousand Cavalry Headquarters under the command of Zhang Yan, the general of Xuanzhen Township of the Ming Dynasty, stood beside a corpse of a Qing army, and said to his guards: "Hurry up and treat the wounded soldiers, and count the battle situation. Everyone, take a rest first, after a cup of tea , and set off again."

In a short while, the guards came to report: "Our second sentinel team was ambushed in Liulin, beheaded and killed eight slaves, captured two, were seriously injured and could not live, captured thirteen horses, weapons and armor were not counted, searched It's more than 270 taels of silver."

"Well. How about our casualties?" Zhang Guangda asked.

"Liu Quan, the officer of Team A of the Second Sentinel of our Ministry, and two guards were injured. One of the armor was wounded and one was the commander of the armor Du Chun; four of the second armor were killed and four were injured. Baishanzi of the armor was injured and two sergeants were seriously injured. ; Four people were killed in the battle, four were injured, and one sergeant was seriously injured. Eight people were killed in the battle, 11 were injured, and three of them were critically injured." The guard replied.

"Damn it, there are only ten Tartars, and they almost destroyed my team."

Zhang Guangda cursed in a low voice, turned around and said to the guard: "You detour, go to the official road southeast of Mafang quickly, and report to the young master. On the way, our troops encountered ten people in vests from the Tartars, and killed eight prisoners and two."

"Yes," the guard agreed, turned around and ran out of the willow forest. After a while, he heard the hurried sound of horseshoes gradually going away.

"Chop off the head, let's bury the body on the ground." Zhang Guangda turned around and glanced at the two corpses of the Qing army, and said back, then turned and walked towards the road outside the willow forest.

The autumn wind is bleak, the willow leaves are rippling, the willow branches on both sides of the road are swaying in the wind, the sound of "哗...哗哗..." rang out, except for the silence, even if the road is full of rows of armored people Knights, they were as quiet as virgins, without a sound.

On the side of the road, the corpses of eight Xuanzhen sergeants who died in battle were placed neatly. Their cloaks had been taken off and were covering their bodies. Zhang Guangda stepped forward and waved his hands. The red cloak was raised, and after Zhang Guangda walked away, it was covered by the fallen soldier.

Zhang Guangda sighed every time he saw the corpse of a sergeant. They were all good sons of his father and mother, and they were the heroic Xuanzhen cavalry.

"Damn Tartar." Zhang Guangda muttered, and came to team officer Liu Quanquan.

Liu Quan was lying on a simple stretcher at this time, the arrow on his right leg had been pulled out, and blood was still oozing from the cloth bandaging the wound, the first-class Changdu Chun and the second-jia Changbai kid were lying next to him in turn. .

Sun Dashan, the elder of the top three, was guarding Liu's whole body. When he saw Zhang Guangda approaching, he got up quickly and said with a sob, "Zhang Shao, Team Liu..."

Zhang Guangda waved his hand to stop him from continuing, knelt down and looked at Liu Quan, Liu Quan said with tears in his eyes: "Zhang Shao, the brothers in our team..."

Zhang Guangda also waved his hands, not letting him continue, Wen Yan said to him: "You kill ten Tartar vests, a great achievement, the master will definitely reward you!"

"Heal well, brothers are doing well!" Zhang Guangda finally comforted him.

Zhang Guangda stood up and said to Sun Dashan, the leader of the top three: "The whole team of Team A stays here, and you will be in charge temporarily, take care of the injured brothers, and put away the bones of the brothers who died in battle."

"By the way, show me those two tartars, and don't let your braids get twisted." Zhang Guangda had already walked away, but turned around and ordered.

After he finished speaking, he continued to walk forward, and seeing the wounded soldiers enduring the pain in front of his eyes, his heart felt like a knife was piercing him, which made his heart ache.

A gust of desolate autumn wind blew by, and he shivered uncontrollably. Tears were hidden in Zhang Guangda's eyes. He was a ferocious young man just now, but now he was lying here. Although everyone's injuries were different, they all forced themselves to Enduring, they tried their best not to scream.

Zhang Guangda came to the end of the wounded soldiers, all of them were seriously wounded. One of the sergeants had an arrow stuck in his shoulder and a throwing ax stuck in his face. He was lying there without feeling the pain, but his eyes were still wide open. , full of unwillingness and ardent expectations.

Zhang Guangda squatted down, and said to him slightly choked up: "What's your name?"

The sergeant's lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say anything.

The eldest grandson of the top three next to him came up and said back and forth: "Zhang Shao, his name is Cheng Long, and there is an old mother and a pair of younger brothers and sisters at home."

Zhang Guangda nodded silently, and said softly to Cheng Long: "Brother, don't worry, don't worry about family matters, we will raise you up for you..."

Cheng Long stared at Zhang Guangda with eyes full of ardent expectations, flashing a trace of happiness and satisfaction. Before Zhang Guangda finished speaking, he left, with a hint of a smile on his lips, and he went away at ease.

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On the official road about two miles west of Mafang Village, more than 400 people were scattered under the willow trees on both sides. They were all wearing armor, and each of them was holding a horse, as if they were waiting for something.

About two miles northeast of the official road is Mafang Village. A road goes down the official road and goes straight into Mafang Village.

In Mafang Village, thick smoke was billowing in many places. In the west where the village crossing connects with the road, there are a few large trees across the road. About a dozen people can be seen patrolling. A house on the north side collapsed, leaving only a broken wall. A very prosperous bonfire was burning, and several armored Qing soldiers sat around, seemingly eating and drinking.

About a hundred meters to the southwest of the village, there is a simple stable surrounded by a wooden fence, but now nearly a thousand poor people in rags are imprisoned in it.

They huddled together to resist the invasion of the cold wind in late autumn. Most of them were the elderly, children and middle-aged men, and there were very few women. They probably were detained elsewhere.

Around the stables, there are some wooden posts, on which are tied some mules. There are nearly 100 horses. Groups of people are patrolling. None of them are wearing armor. They should be the armored Aha of the Qing army. , They either held knives or guns, laughing and shouting at the people inside the fence from time to time.

There are no defensive measures such as city walls outside Mafang Village, but there is a shallow ditch about 200 meters away from the west of the village, about five steps wide, winding south to the official road, with weeds and shrubs on both sides of the ditch, and there is only one road, which can directly enter the village , the road is not wide enough to accommodate only two large vehicles.

About 400 meters to the west of the shallow ditch, there is a depression, which is also covered with weeds and shrubs. It seems to be a land that has been left uncultivated for a long time.

The cold wind blows the weeds and shrubs, the waves of grass rise and fall one after another, the sound of the wind is mixed with the sound of weeds swaying, and several figures flicker among the weeds and shrubs as tall as people, looking around and gesticulating in the direction of Mafang Village from time to time.

They were Zhang Cheng and others who had just beheaded ten elite cavalry in vests of the Qing army on the official road. They left the cavalry brigade on the official road to rest and wait for orders. He sneaked into the vicinity of this depression with only two sentries and some guards. Observe the defense arrangement of the Qing army at close range in order to determine the attack strategy.

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