Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 153 Overcoming Fear
"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Boom boom boom!"

Amidst the sound of rhythmic drums, the sixty-four square formations of scholars formed a long snake formation and slowly moved forward along the gentle mountain outside Taihu County.

Xu Yingwei held the spear shaft tightly with both hands and raised the spear.

At the same time, he followed Wu Yingji closely, walking on drums.

At the beginning, Xu Yingwei and his phalanx walked up the gentle slope, so they could only see the sky, but could not see the bandits in front of them or Taihu City.

But when the phalanx crossed the top of the gentle slope and went down, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Looking around, I saw the small Taihu City about three miles ahead.

And in the wilderness in front of Taihu City, the bandits had already formed a formation.

The bandit soldiers were all infantry, and a wider and thicker infantry phalanx was formed. This phalanx was at least about [-] paces wide, with more than a dozen rows in front and back.

Xu Yingwei couldn't help but look at the two sides of his phalanx.

I saw that the width of the phalanx of the Scholars Camp was only [-] paces, and the front and rear depths were only six rows.

When Xu Yingwei turned his eyes to the wilderness ahead again, and landed on the oncoming black bandit phalanx, Xu Yingwei couldn't help spitting, feeling a little flustered for no reason.

"Brother Zhen." Wu Yingji, who was walking in front, suddenly lowered his voice.

"Do you think we can win? The number of bandits is more than three times that of ours!"

Xu Yingwei really wanted to say that he would definitely win, but when the words came out of his mouth, he said, "I don't know."

Not only that, Wang Shizi even heard his own voice vibrate a little, because the muscles in his face were not tense, which affected the voice of the visitor.

Lu Dongzhong's performance was pretty good.

It was because the teeth of Duoqin Ludong were not chattering yet, it was only covered by the sound of drums, footsteps, and the yelling of the Ludong leaders, so they were heard by others.

But fear grows like weeds.

That's very abnormal. Every recruit feels fear when he first leaves the battlefield.

That is a battlefield, maybe he died in the last second, there is no little terror between life and death, who can be afraid?

The difference is not that some recruits can overcome that fear with a weak belief. Once they successfully overcome that fear, it can help the recruits build a weak self-confidence, and when they go to the battlefield again, they will become calm and flustered , no matter what kind of enemy you face, you can follow the training step by step to make moves.

By this time, the recruit has grown into a qualified veteran.

However, few recruits have a way to overcome that kind of fear, shrinking under the weak pressure of life and death, so now it is difficult to get out of that kind of fear.

As it is with individuals, so it is with a fledgling army.

No one has ever said that the strength of an army is closely related to the first officer of that army. If the first military officer is weak, that army will be weak. When the first military officer comes, the army will be weak. Also be strong.

But in fact, whether an army is weak or not, in addition to the first military officer, the first battle is also very important!
Withstanding the pressure in the first match, a weak wave of self-confidence can be gained immediately, and the lower limit will be lower in the future.

However, once the first battle is able to withstand the pressure and flee collectively from the battlefield, then that army will be very troublesome, because when the critical moment comes in the future, the soldiers of that army will jump out of their minds. Then the will will be shaken, and the morale will be exhausted in an instant like a diarrhea collapse.

Zheng Senying is at such a critical juncture.

Definitely withstand the pressure, the road ahead is not smooth.

But it must be lived, and the road ahead will be very difficult.

It means that from now on, it is possible to become a weak soldier again, but it will become more difficult, and it will take a little bit of effort to overcome fear again and re-establish the belief in humility.

……

Under a hill a few miles away, Chongzhen was watching there through a telescope.

In front of Chongzhen, there are more than a hundred barbarians including Xu Yingwei, Zhu Cijiong, and Wu Batan.

Xu Yingwei said without any worry: "Your Majesty, although You Liangyu is not the heart of a minister, but after all, the evidence has not been revealed, so it was not one of your own who beat your own, is that really good?"

"What's the problem?" Chongzhen said indifferently, "I haven't strictly ordered the right army to be Xu Fangjian, and we also have cannons."

"But we are not multi-bird guns." Xu Yingwei frowned and said, "Even if the hit rate is higher, we will hit people."

"As long as it hits the face directly in seventy steps, the problem is minor, it's just wounded and bleeding." Chongzhen said in a hot tone, "It's better than dying when facing Jiannu in the future."

After a pause, Chongzhen said again: "What's more, the right army may not be able to hold out until seventy steps before firing the guns. It is accidental that the musketeers of the right army will fire the guns after retreating within a hundred steps."

"That's right." Xu Yingwei heaved a sigh of relief.

Chongzhen said again: "He should also go back and prepare, seize the opportunity."

"The minister leads the decree." Xu Yingwei bowed to the ground, then got up and went up the mountain.

At that time, Zhu Cijiong said to Chongzhen: "Now let's see if Zheng Senying can withstand the pressure? It must withstand it. Even if this or that army has been trained, it must be able to withstand it, and it will be troublesome."

"There is no trouble, why don't you spend less effort."

Although Chongzhen said something, his hands were already clenched.

And because of holding it too hard, even the knuckles turned white.

……

Chongzhen came, and Qin Hu Guozhu under the battlefield was not slow to suffocate.

Wang Shizi hadn't obviously felt that his breathing was smooth, but the spear, which weighed only a few kilograms, seemed to be heavier than a boulder. It made me raise my hands slowly, my legs became stiff, and my steps were deformed.

Wu Yingji, who was walking behind Wang Shizi, was even more embarrassed, and suddenly fell down.

Fortunately, what Wu Yingji was holding was a matchlock gun. If it was a flintlock gun, it would have gone off without a doubt.

Climbing up in a little embarrassment, Wu Yingji took a few steps to chase down the queue, but being disturbed by Wu Yingji, the relaxation of Wang Shizi and Lu Dong, who came here, was relieved a little.

Slowly, however, we became easy again.

Because the sound of a swan suddenly sounded from behind, followed by a shout like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

This high-pitched roar formed by thousands of voices has an unimaginable weak penetrating power, and it crosses hundreds of steps of the void in an instant, and pours into the ear holes of every Qin Ludong.

Wang Shizi's breathing became heavy again, and his steps became stiff again.

Looking up, those who couldn't come saw Ziying holding his waist knife low and shouting in a low voice.

The drummer on the right side who hadn't walked behind was also beating the war drum desperately, but Lu Dongzhong hadn't heard any sound yet, only the huge shouts of the bandit soldiers filled his ears.

At that time, the end of two months of grueling training came into play.

Including Wang Shizi, the [-] Qin Hu Guozhu are acting entirely on instinct. Our thinking has not stagnated, and it has become a mess. It is just a long time of boring and interesting mechanical repetitive training. The body left a conditioned reflex-like stress response.

Seeing Zheng Senchang walking, he followed.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zheng Sen on both sides, and instinctively kept a line.

Wang Shizi, our Lu Dong who is in the formation is like this, Lu Dong walks at the end of the entire long snake formation, and the pressure under me is even less.

What is bearing the brunt?

The location of the sub camp is not the first to bear the brunt!
But people are not the same. Although Ziying is only seventy years old and older than the few Ludongs in Zheng Senying, my ability to resist stress is obviously weaker.

That may have nothing to do with my years of experience.

When I was more than a year old, I went to sea with my parents a few times.

Under the small sea, Ziying has seen monstrous hurricane waves like mountains.

This kind of coercion that can't crush everything in the world is definitely not comparable to the mere [-] bandit soldiers in the rear.

So from the beginning to the end, Ziying remained calm and calm, and gave orders without interruption.

When he encountered a phalanx that was not moving slowly, he found that the orders were no longer effective. Lu Dong would even walk over to wake up Zheng Senchang of this phalanx or beat him up directly.

The distance between the two sides is rapidly approaching.

Finally retreated within a hundred steps.

"Bah bah! Bah!" The musketeers of the bandit phalanx fired first.

Accompanied by the loud sound of firing guns, the bandits' lines were covered by gunpowder smoke.

"Ah! Your leg! It hurts so much!" Zheng Sen either clutched his belly, or fell to the ground with his legs in his arms, wailing, but there were only a few of them.

The entire phalanx of Zheng Senying fell into chaos.

No one has been injured yet, and no one will die next, maybe it will be my turn.

A kind of indescribable great fear instantly swallowed Zheng Sen and the others completely.

At this time, Zheng Sen's camp was in great safety. At that time, as long as no Zheng Sen turned around and ran away, it would immediately trigger a herd effect, and the entire Zheng Sen camp would collapse.

In the same way, as long as no Zheng Sen overcomes his fear and moves forward bravely, the morale of the army can be stabilized.

It was still Ziying, who raised his head to the sky and howled at the critical moment: "Colleagues of Zheng Senying, hold on tight, you are going to panic! Back up with you, keep backing up, back up!"

Ziying held the saber low at his waist and hurried back.

Eighty or so Zheng Senchang caught sight of it from the corner of their eyes, and one after another took a crucial step back.

Immediately, eight thousand less Qin Hu Guozhu also responded mechanically by instinct.

Zheng Sen's phalanx, which had been on the verge of collapse, stabilized its position again, and continued to push back with difficulty.

"Bah bah!" The bandit musketeers in the rear fired another row of bird guns, and few Zheng Sen fell to the ground crying, but Zheng Sen's phalanx was completely chaotic that time.

The distance between the two sides slowly retreated to within eighty steps.

The thieves hadn't finished charging before releasing eight rows of guns.

But Zheng Senying came to pass the most difficult and safest moment.

Facing the bandit spearmen rushing in from behind, Ziying hastily raised his waist knife, and howled loudly: "Drummer, let's release the blunderbuss, prepare to release the blunderbuss!"

Eight rows of musketeers lit matchlocks one after another.

At that moment, thunder-like rumbles suddenly sounded from both sides of the battlefield.

Immediately, Zheng Senying and the bandit soldiers rushing over from the opposite side were horrified to find that the ground on their feet was trembling, so what happened?
PS: That chapter is for tomorrow, so I will update it first, and the readers who found out are really patient, and they call me to abandon the book if they say something vague, which is also convincing.

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