The Soul of the Han Dynasty in the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 250
Liu Zhilun had confidence in himself and believed that it was enough to keep the infantry to defend the city, as long as half of the cavalry was left to prevent accidents.

He asked his confidants, the generals Liu Quan and Liu He, to take half of the cavalry from the Fubiao Battalion and Lou Yun out of the customs together.

Today's Liu Zhilun is more confident, because he has received the emperor's order, and he can act cheaply on how to deal with the "Red Banner Army".

He has already dispatched Wu Yinglong, the head of the Fubiao camp, to personally dispatch troops to the Santun camp, and he still needs to select the best soldiers to call. He is going to bring another one or two thousand cavalry and three or four thousand infantry to Da'ankou to stand by.

Liu Zhilun was just in case, if Huang Han was surrounded by Tartars outside the customs, he could gather three or two thousand cavalry to help him to some extent.

Now he is not afraid that he will be held accountable by the court if his troops go out of customs and lose troops, so he sent 400 troops to go out with Jin Yiwei.

Even if these people may encounter a fierce battle with the Tartars and suffer heavy losses, they will not hesitate, as long as they can get the exact news of the "Red Banner Army" and know their position is victory.

The 440 Qiqi who came out of the customs were all selected good horses, and even the spare horses they carried were full of horsepower, but they were unlucky and it snowed heavily as soon as they came out of the customs.

After walking for a day and half a day, more than a dozen Jinyi guards began to complain. They decided to go out to kill the enemy with a bloody spirit. Unexpectedly, the enemy didn't see him, but saw the snow-capped world and the vast expanse.

These Jin Yiwei suffered from severe insomnia at night, and now they are cold and sleepy. They did not expect that it is not enough to go out to fight, and they have to suffer bitterly!

In less than two days, their enthusiasm for serving the country and killing the enemy has faded, from full of hope to regret.

Liu Quan and Liu He's men and horses are in a much better mental state, which is entirely the result of hard training every day for the past year.

Compared with the pampered Jinyiwei, the hard-working frontier army is of course not the same.

Seeing that his brothers couldn't even compare with Liu Zhilun's Fubiao camp, Lou Yun was extremely depressed, and cursed: "You worthless bastards, look at the bears with your necks shrunk, if I had known that I would not It would be embarrassing to take you out."

Zhang Chao, the little flag officer, was a man, and he said loudly: "My lord, I suggest that those brothers who can't endure hardship be sent back to Guancheng. After all, this is not their task. We only take the good men who voluntarily follow to kill the Tartars."

Lou Yundao: "Zhang Xiaoqi is right. Only voluntary brothers will take the initiative to charge forward when they go to the battlefield. Only such a robe can be trusted. Now I order..."

Lou Yun knew too well the temperament of his general flag captains, so he named 18 people by name and asked a small flag officer whose face was blue and purple from the cold to take them back to Da'ankou.

The Jinyiwei Xiaoqi officer who was named wanted to defend himself, but he held back his lips moving.

He also wanted to be a hero, but he really couldn't stand the pain of camping in the wild during the snowy winter.

His physique is too poor, he couldn't fall asleep after freezing all night yesterday, his nose kept running, he wondered if he would freeze to death if he camped like this again tonight?
Lou Yun looked at the other people and emphasized: "Don't be polite to those who haven't been named. What I want is to follow voluntarily. Don't hold on even if there is even a little bit of reluctance. No one will laugh at you, because you are not frontier soldiers. doesn't belong here."

Another three Jinyiwei decided to give up. They rode their horses and joined the team back to Da'ankou. Two captains showed hesitation on their faces, but they finally gritted their teeth and held back.

Jin Yiwei can choose to give up. Liu Zhilun's Fubiao Camp does not have this problem. At this time, if someone dares to go back, the military judge doesn't even need to interrogate him, and he can be killed directly on the charge of fleeing.

Half of the Jinyiwei did not persevere, Lou Yun is not surprised at all, the last time he participated in the battle was in the pass, and only he, You Cunqing, Ai Guodong and other four people voluntarily followed Li Ruolian to kill the enemy among fifty or so people. The environment today is worse than then There are too many, and half of the people have never given up, which has exceeded expectations.

After eliminating more than [-] Jinyiwei who were not firm in their stand, more than [-] people camped again for a day, and went on the road early the next morning.

It's tiresome to stop and go under the snow. Although Lou Yun and his party have two horses, they can only travel seventy or eighty miles a day.

In the afternoon, the snowflakes were flying all over the sky again. Lou Yun, Liu Quan, and Liu He were all scolding God for not being open-eyed, and deliberately causing trouble for them.

Suddenly Zhang Chao said: "My lords, be quiet, listen carefully, there seems to be a sound."

Lou Yun and the others immediately listened carefully. Zhang Chao might have better hearing than ordinary people. He laughed loudly and said, "My lord, it's singing, many people are singing, and it's in Chinese."

Many people are singing Han songs, which of course means that the front is our own people. Who will appear in the Karaqin Prairie in this icy and snowy winter, there is no doubt that it must be the "Red Banner Army".

More than [-] Ming soldiers were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. They rushed forward one after another, getting closer, getting closer, and the singing was already clearly distinguishable, "Snowflakes are fluttering and the north wind is rustling, the world is boundless..."

Zhang Chao sighed sincerely: "This song is really nice."

Lou Yun also praised: "Good song, good words, good song, haha, this may be General Huang's masterpiece again, we must learn to go back to the capital to show off."

The Jin Yiwei under his command immediately said in unison: "Of course, General Huang's song is the song that sister Hong must sing in every courtyard in the capital."

More than [-] pairs of cavalry approached the source of the singing, Lou Yun, Zhang Chao and others were dumbfounded.

In front of you is a large camp with loud singing voices. Hundreds of thousands of Han men and women are building yurts while singing. There is heat rising in dozens of yurts that have been built, and the smell of roasted lamb is still wafting in the air.

Seeing the unlettered red flag flying high above the camp, Lou Yun couldn't help but feel his nose turn sour at this moment. His subordinates were already cheering, and the cavalry of the Fubiao Battalion rode forward one after another.

Just approaching this big camp, I heard the sentry inside shouting loudly: "Who is coming? Don't get close! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences."

Lou Yun and the others stopped immediately, and Liu Quan got off his horse and stepped forward and said loudly: "This official is Liu Quan, the governor of Shuntian Governor Biaoying Thousand Households, who was ordered by the governor to meet General Huang. I have official documents and tokens as proof .”

Immediately, three people ran out of the camp to check it out. After a while, the camp gate opened, and Zhao Kun, who was in charge of setting up the transit camp here, came to greet him with a chief flag gunner.

Zhao Kun is educated and willing to study, he is the number two in the firearms unit, and now he is the commander in chief who has everything from the fifth rank to the thousand households.

There is only one head-banner gunner and one head-banner juvenile soldier. The other armed personnel are temporarily organized Han self-defense forces, numbering [-], with white wax spears in their hands.

(End of this chapter)