Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 39 Blocking
  In the large tent of the Wuxiang military camp, Wu Ruyi became increasingly restless and irritable.

There is still no news about Li Guo, as if Li Guo disappeared out of thin air.

Just when I was thinking about how to make a decision, I suddenly felt an unknown feeling in my heart. This is the intuition cultivated by countless dangers in more than ten years of war: "No, the danger is approaching, I need to retreat immediately."

As soon as this decision was made, the decisiveness tempered in the war made him hesitate and immediately issued an order: "Come here, order the whole army to pack up immediately and retreat immediately."

The messenger went out to inform without hesitation.

After receiving the news, the deputy general, Zhongjun Wang Tiren, hurried into the tent and asked: "General, why did you retreat suddenly?"

"I feel like we are about to be surrounded, and there are definitely many enemies."

Wang Tiren did not doubt the general's intuition. It was this intuition that allowed him to escape danger several times.

"Then we won't wait for the Major General?"

"We can't wait any longer. If we wait any longer, we will be in danger."

"But if we retreat and leave the Major General behind, how will you explain to King Chuang if the Major General is in any danger?"

Wu Ruyi was stunned for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and decided: "The Major General and his eight thousand cavalry can break out of the siege and join us even if there is danger. But I must first be responsible for the 40,000 soldiers in front of me. Don't be long-winded, The whole army returns to Baoding."

Wu Ruyi's intuition and decision were right, but it was this decision to retreat that caused his army to break away from the support of the camp and truly fall into a desperate situation.

Putting the young and middle-aged people, including strong women, on the outside and wrapping the old and weak in the middle, the entire army discarded unnecessary baggage and began to retreat southward.

And less than an hour after they retreated, several plumes of dust were already rising into the sky on the great plain to the north. A large group of enemy troops rushed over.

As soon as he retreated, the Wuxiang city gate opened, and groups of capable Ming troops ran out of the city gate.

Yang Songshan encouraged loudly: "Brothers, use your usual training energy, follow the prince's request, run up, catch up with the enemy, bite the enemy, and buy time for our army to encircle and annihilate the enemy."

This is how fighting is, strength is one aspect, and morale absolutely determines the outcome of the war.

With the same number of people, the side with higher morale will definitely win.

With the blessing of successive victories in downwind battles, even if the number of soldiers is smaller than that of the enemy, the enemy will be defeated.

Yang Songshan's independent division now dared to pursue 40,000 enemies with 10,000 soldiers. This was something that would have been unthinkable at any time in the past.

The reason Yang Songshan dared to do this was because he and his brother didn't even think about it.

With the blessing of continuous favorable winds, if the enemy wants to run away, of course he has to chase him. Is there any need to think about it?

"Run, run. Go around the enemy, pass the enemy, stop the enemy, fast, fast."

Ten days of running training on Chang'an Street, and eating meat every meal highlighted the role. The soldiers wore armor and carried five-eyed machines. With neat and sonorous steps, they caught up with the enemy, bypassed the enemy's retreating formation, and ran parallel to the enemy from one side.

From time to time, there are soldiers who greet the enemy: "Run and see who outruns whom. Come on, let's compete."

Wu Ruyi rode a war horse and kept running around the team, shouting loudly: "Hold the group tightly, don't spread out, maintain a defensive formation and retreat. Don't run, keep your strength."

Seeing this Ming army bypassing him and starting to overtake his own team, Wu Ruyi could not let his team follow suit. In fact, it is not to maintain physical strength, but because he knows best in his heart that as long as his team starts running, they will no longer be able to hold their feet, and their team will collapse in an instant. He knew clearly that he would be intercepted by the enemy, but he just stared and had no choice but to do anything. This is what discipline and training does.

Now Wu Ruyi began to regret that he should not have left the camp.

In fact, it's not his fault, it's because he didn't consider that the enemy in front of him would take the initiative to ask for a fight. He believed that if he withdraws from the siege, the Ming army will be like the previous Ming army, and he should be happy in the city.

Yang Songshan's team ran in front of the enemy, then crossed in, and finally stopped the enemy.

Riding on his horse, he watched the overwhelming 40,000 people coming in like a tidal wave, but he also saw that behind the enemy, the dust rising and thickening from his brothers' troops continued to rise.

He decisively ordered the three brigade commanders: "Block the enemy and hold on until the brothers from the First Army arrive on the battlefield."

The three brigade commanders responded loudly: "Don't worry, commander, if the bandits want to pass here, they must step over us."

Then, officers at all levels yelled at the top of their lungs: "Salvo, shoot."

The enemy couldn't hold back any longer. Facing the dark muzzle of the Ming army's guns on the opposite side, they could only face it head-on, and could only be pushed by the brothers behind them to continue moving forward.

You can't stop. As long as the one in front stops, he will be trampled into pulp by the countless big feet of the brothers behind him in an instant.

A burst of gunfire sounded like exploding beans, forming a wall of blazing bullets that rushed towards the enemy. The enemy hit the wall straight up, and rows of bandits screamed and fell to the ground, and then were thrown to the ground behind them. The brothers trample across.

The five-eyed machine guns in the second row fired, with one shot and five bullets. The lead bullets were like locusts, knocking down the bandits who were constantly rushing forward again, and then quickly retreated to the back to reload.

In this way, it seems that the Ming army is constantly retreating and the rogue bandits are constantly pressing forward.

At this time, the old camp of rogue bandits was no longer like the rabble they had been during the early uprising. Faced with such attacks and killings, they dispersed in an instant. They also learned to fight in constant battles, and they also ignored life in the battles to the death.

The gangsters in the front row had no fear of death in their eyes, only numbness.

The folks in front died, but those in the back just thought in their hearts, it's my turn. Then he received a bullet with his chest, and then fell down. When he fell, he might have been thinking, who will greet the next bullet?

Wu Ruyi rode his war horse and galloped around. He could already see the shadow of the bright red military flag on the horizon behind him.

"Come out on both sides, bypass the enemy formation and surround them." He ordered loudly.

Following the order, the young and strong, including strong women, who were protecting the old and the weak, shouted and started running. Like this huge phalanx, two huge arms stretched out and began to outflank the Ming army's blocking front.

Ten thousand Ming troops, three sections of fire, the width of the front is only three thousand people, and there is no more troops to protect the left and right.

In the blink of an eye, the rogue bandits surpassed both wings and began to engage the Ming army. Compress the Ming army's horizontal columns, compress them.

When the last gunshot of the Ming army's five-eyed machine stopped, the two sides started a real hand-to-hand fight.

At this time, advanced weapons are no longer effective. In real hand-to-hand combat, the competition is about whose team has more people and whose team is more ruthless.

In terms of numbers, Yang Songshan's independent division is not as good as the rogue bandits; in terms of ruthlessness, the officers and soldiers are not as good as the rogue bandits who have already ignored life and death.

Yang Songshan's independent division fell into the sea of ​​rogue bandits and began to fight.

(End of this chapter)