Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 56
"Tartar!"

Zhang Mingbin came at a gallop on horseback, followed by a group of Zhejiang Zhenbiao Zhongjun Yebushuo behind him.

"Tarzi, we found a Tartar ahead."

At this time, after Zhu Yihai divided his forces with Wang Zhiren in Cixi, he followed Zhang Mingzhen and others to continue towards Shaoxing. He had just left the border of Ningbo and entered the Yuyao border of Shaoxing Prefecture not long ago. He did not expect to find the Tartars.

"Real Tartar or Fake Tartar?"

"There are about a hundred real Tartars, and hundreds of fake Tartars. They are besieging the Suomei Village in Sanshan." Zhang Mingbin and the others rode on two horses, and they were the most elite of Zhang Mingzhen's battalion. lead the way.Regarding the discovery of the tartar, there was no fear on his face, but excitement.

Zhu Yihai also reined in the horse.

"How far is it from here to Meishan Village?"

"Less than ten miles."

Zhu Yihai turned his head and said to Zhang Mingzhen, "Unexpectedly, the Tartars have already sent troops across Qiantang to the south, but it's okay, let's take them first, Zhen Dongbo, you don't have to persuade Gu, this battle must be fought, and it must be fought beautifully, Gu The more than 100 real Tartars, and the hundreds of fake Tartars and traitors who are acting as minions, are all here to confer their heads."

Zhang Mingzhen is also familiar with the character of His Highness Jian Guo, knowing that even persuasion will not be effective at this time, so he didn't talk nonsense at the moment, and thought for a moment, "I guess this group of Tartars may be a small group of people who came to scout. I'm afraid he didn't expect to meet us here, so we were able to catch him by surprise."

Zhu Yihai said confidently, "Although we have just divided our forces with Governor Wang, we still have the Banner Bearers, Shenji, the Second Battalion of Yongwei and the Fourth Battalion of Zhejiang Zhenbiao. It is almost ten times that of the Tartars, and I have the advantage, and I am sure of winning, this is a hand-to-hand victory."

Zhang Mingzhen was also a ruthless person, and he didn't deliberately remind a hundred real Tartar Eight Banners soldiers that they might be able to match the one or two thousand Ming troops.

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and it's over."

"Although the advantage lies with me, I still have to be cautious and not to fight in a wave. I have to make good use of my strengths and avoid my weaknesses. I think it's best to make arrangements to take advantage of the unexpected." Zhu Yihai said.

Zhang Mingzhen nodded, it was rare for Lu Jianguo to be so calm at this time.

"Then let's touch it quietly. When the time comes, the Fourth Battalion will be headed by the minister leading the town mark, and the Shenji and Yongwei Second Battalion will be the two wings to cover. Let Zhang Mingyang lead the Banner Battalion as the rear support. Your Highness can lead the family." Soldiers are waiting here."

"Gu won't stay here and wait for news. Gu will personally command the banner battalion as the rear line. There is no need to discuss this."

"Your Highness, the battle is dangerous, and the Tartars are also very fierce. Why don't you ask Your Highness to stay here with the battalion commanders?"

Zhu Yihai waved his hand, "Don't take Gu as the kind of frail person who is raised in the deep palace and grows in the hands of women. Gu fought a bloody battle with the Tartars when he was in Yanzhou, and Gu also crawled out of the mountain of blood and blood. Yes, if you can't do it to death, then do it to death."

"No need to say anything, each battalion should take a break and prepare for battle."

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Sanshansuo, Meishanzhai.

Several puffs of white smoke had already been ignited in the village, and Xiangyong, who was guarding the village, beat his clapper vigorously to warn the whole village.

The shrill sound of clappers came and went.

The village has already been in chaos.

The strong men in the village were urged to go to the city to defend, while the women, children and the elderly were also packing up their things in a panic, closing the doors tightly.

The most terrified were the villages and people outside the stronghold. Seeing the beacon smoke and the sound of alarm bells in the distance, they gathered people and animals, picked up soft goods, and fled into the stronghold.

In this panic, smoke and dust rose everywhere.

A team has been killed.

In the front are a dozen or so cavalrymen, galloping forward, with superb riding skills and arrogance.They were crying and howling like evil spirits escaped from hell. In front of them were dozens of people who could not escape, stumbling and running in a panic.

Their faces were full of despair.

A child fell to the ground, and the mother hurried back to hug it.

A sharp arrow came through the air, directly in front of the mother, and nailed the little girl who was only five or six years old to the ground. The long arrow pierced through the thin short jacket, pierced the chest, and shot into the ground.

The child's panicked cries turned into a short scream, then stopped abruptly.

Blood foamed from his mouth, his eyes were dim, and his chest was even stained red by a large amount of blood.

"Xiao Ni!"

The mother let out a heart-piercing scream, and suddenly fell limp on the ground, unable to control her legs and feet, but she still crawled forward with both hands, trying her best to crawl towards her daughter.

"Xiao Ni, motherfucker!"

A man also turned his head when he heard the sound, and stumbled back.

The captive riders all have one man and two horses, obviously they are the forwards of the Tartars.

They were dressed in mercury armor, with swords and bows.

The mother of the child was about to climb up in front of the child, but the cavalry who had shot the child had already arrived at a gallop. He looked at the weak woman with contempt, and didn't even bother to shoot the arrow in his hand, but just urged the horse to charge forward.

The war horse stomped fiercely on the woman.

The woman screamed.

Immediately afterwards, another horse stepped on it.

The woman's body lay down like a broken sack, motionless.

The Tartar did not look back, and charged at the father again on his horse, drew out his sword, raised it, and swung it down.

The man's eyes widened, but he couldn't avoid it.

He fell to the ground with a knife and lay on the ground. The man's last gaze was on his wife and daughter.

On the wall of Meishan Village, Huang Zongxi looked at him with red eyes and clenched fists.

"Brother, let me take the brothers out to meet him." Huang Zonghui shouted angrily.

Huang Zongyan and Huang Zongyuan also raised their knives and shouted to lead Shizhong camp out of the village to save people.

Feng Jingdi, Wantai, and Lu Yuding hurriedly persuaded, "The enemy is strong and we are weak. Let's go out now, and we will be in the middle of the trap."

"None of the six hundred righteous men in our Shizhong camp are afraid of death. I am willing to go out of the village and fight the Tartars to the death."

Huang Zongxi stopped his younger brothers, "Who here is someone who is afraid of death? It's just that the village is still counting on Shizhong Ying to help guard the village. If it goes out to fight and loses, how will the village be defended? At that time, there will be many people, women and children in the village. ,How to do?"

"Then watch the Tartars unscrupulously killing people outside the village?" Huang Zongyan said angrily.

"The Tartars will definitely come to attack the village in a while, let's kill a few more to avenge them."

Feng Jingdi also persuaded, "Everyone listens to Taichong. Since we have a battalion and are also known as Shizhong, we must have a military law system, and we can't act on our will."

On the stronghold, everyone watched silently the Tartar cavalry galloping to the front of the stronghold wall.

They are all double-armored, even in June Tian, ​​they are all wearing cotton armor with copper nails, a long helmet spear on the hat on their heads, and even horses are wearing cotton armor.

Long lances, longbows on their backs, sixty or seventy arrows of various types in their quiveres, long knives, iron bones, etc., all of them look very fierce.

There is no doubt that these people have a pig's tail behind their heads.

The Tartars shouted triumphantly at the stronghold.

But no one in the village could understand their Tatar language.

Huang Zongxi looked at it carefully, "It really is the Jianzhou Jurchen Tartars. The clothes and armor are all elite vests. Isn't Yu Gong setting up defenses along the Qiantang River, so why did such a large group of Tartars come here?"

Feng Jingdi is a native of Cixi, Ningbo. He joined Huang Zongxi in his early years and was an active member of the Fushe Society.

After Zhu Yihai thanked the three guests in Ningbo, Lu Yuding, one of the six crazy students, came to Yushao, joined forces with his friends Huang Zongxi, Feng Jingdi, Wantai and others to recruit volunteers, and prepared to go to Qiantang River to participate in Jiangfang.

They had already recruited 600 troops, called Shizhong Camp, and originally planned to recruit 3000 people to go to the Qiantang River, but they recruited troops here in Meishanzhai today, but encountered a sudden attack from the Tartars.

Meishanzhai is located in the Sanshan area in the northeast corner of Yuyao, Shaoxing. Since the Ming Dynasty, the sea-swelled slabs on the south bank of Hangzhou Bay, like the sandbars in the Yangtze River Estuary, have increased by tens of meters every year. They can be used to dry salt and grow cotton. The treasure land that the tyrants and even the officials are vying for.

These lands are not even included in the government's land account books. Many clans often fight for these lands. Meishan Village is also a clan village built on the new tidal flats. Huang Junsu of Lin Qijunzi.

Huang Junsu was later imprisoned and killed for impeaching Wei Zhongxian.

In the first year of Chongzhen, Wei Zhongxian and Cui Chengxiu were expelled, and the injustice case of the Tianqi Dynasty was vindicated. At the age of 19, Huang Zongxi went to Beijing to appeal for injustice. Cone, assassinated Xu Xianchun, beat Cui Yingyuan, and pulled off his beard to sacrifice to his father. He was called Huang Xiaozi of Yaojiang, and even Chongzhen praised him as the only son of a loyal minister.

After avenging his father's grievances, he returned to his hometown to study, and worshiped under the name of Liu Zongzhou, a great scholar in Shaoxing. Later, he joined the Fushe, and organized the Lizhou Fushe with Wantai and others in his hometown.

Hongguang Nanjing Jianhao, Ma Shiying, Ruan Dacheng and others were in power. Huang Zongxi was arrested and imprisoned for participating in the Liudu anti-insurgency publicity. Nanjing was destroyed, and Huang Zongxi was able to return to his hometown. Together with his brothers and friends, he formed the Shizhong Camp and insisted on going north to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

It's just that they didn't expect that the Shizhong camp hadn't finished recruiting soldiers, but the tartars were ushered in first.

Smoke and dust rose from behind, and more Tartars arrived.

Huang Zongxi looked at it carefully, his face became more and more ugly.

"There are more than a hundred real captives, and about five hundred false captives."

Feng Jingdi looked solemn, "This is an elite army, not ordinary Tartars, and even those fake captives, I guess they are not surrendered soldiers from Jiangnan, but Wu Zhenchao brought from Liaodong."

The Jurchen was the lifelong enemy of the Ming Dynasty. Up to now, the people of insight in the Ming Dynasty also know about these Eastern captives outside the Guan. They know that they are generally divided into the Eight Banners of the Jurchen, the Eight Banners of Mongolia, and Wuzhen Chaoha, also known as the Eight Banners of the Han Army.

Among them, the most powerful ones are naturally the Jurchen Eight Banners, and the Jurchen Eight Banners are divided into three classes, which are guards, infantry and vests.

The Jurchen took Niulu as the unit, and each Niulu was [-] bannermen. Ordinary Jurchen men, when they reached the age of ten, had to practice riding and archery and take the exam. The exam was held every three years.Then it was upgraded to a step armor, and then a vest.

Vests are the most elite. There are about a hundred people in a Niulu vest. Among them, there are more elites divided into Hongbayala and Baibayala. Among them, Hongbayala has [-] people and Baibayala has [-] people, starting from Huangtaiji. , the Jurchens used Bayala uniformly and divided them into Bayara camp and Gebush Xianchao Ha camp. The Chinese translation of these two camps is the guard camp and the forward camp, the elite of the elite.

When going out for an expedition, generally, the vanguard battalion records two per cow, and the guard battalion records eight per cow, and the eight banners are concentrated into battalions for use.

But now, with the more than 100 Tartars appearing in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, Feng Jingdi felt that these were not ordinary vests, but that there were at least a lot of Bala soldiers.

"Could it be that the defense line of the Qiantang River has been breached?" Several people looked worried.

(End of this chapter)