Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 26

As soon as he slashed and killed, the morale of the red-clothed army suddenly gathered in fear. They were all dead, and there was still hope of surviving ahead, but if they stayed here, they would definitely be killed by the supervisory squad, and they would not even get it afterwards. Any compensation, under the weight of many people, kept their heads buried in that breath and rushed forward.

The formation was scattered, but the ferociousness on their faces was so ferocious and terrifying to the people of the Cao Gang, that they actually felt terrified.

"Don't panic! Fire the firecracker and beat him back."

"Fire the arrows, don't let them get close, kill them, kill these thieves!"

"The cannon in red! Why don't you fire the cannon, fire it!"

Once seeing blood, people's rationality will become less clear, and they will always do some crazy things, let alone on the battlefield. That is a very terrifying thing, human instinct will carry out this idea, endlessly to death.

At this time, the red-clothed army, no matter how dense the bullets and arrows are in front of them, or how many people fall around them, they only have one thought, rush over and survive, they don't even know what they are doing, some people are nervous Shouting, some people even peed their pants, but they didn't stop, but moved forward, and continued, because there was a voice in their hearts that kept telling them that they could survive if they moved forward.

Many people couldn't bear to watch the teammates who were charging in front die one by one. They had never had so many people die. A nameless anger was brewing in their hearts. They wanted to destroy, and even more wanted to step forward and take down these Damn Rebel.

"My lord, don't attack, wait for the cannons to come up!" The eyes of the guards around Zhu Gan showed unbearable expressions, and some even begged.

Why did Zhu Gan want to kill people, but he was angry in his heart. Although it was less than a month since he formed the Red Clothes Army, he had worked hard, had a lot of money, was full of meat, and exhausted his efforts, but was killed. These mobs, who were not even considered soldiers, fully revealed their true colors when they shot and beat them. The bullshit suffered heavy casualties, and they were injured by trampling on each other when they were scared to retreat.

Although he was unwilling to use this method of training soldiers before, he was no match for the iron law. Iron can only be made into steel after being tempered by fire, and an army can only be made into an iron army after being baptized by blood and fire.

But this time, I have to be ruthless. If we can’t even take down these mobs, how can we talk about fighting for the world in the future? Thinking of this, I looked at the soldiers around me coldly: “If we can’t even beat these mobs, why don’t we fight for the world?” Talk about saving the lives of the common people, how about competing in the Central Plains, you can be afraid of death, but I can't, I will charge in person, come or not, it's up to you."

After speaking, Zhu Gan didn't look at them anymore, but calmly looked at the broad street, and stroked the horse's mane. Although his prestige was quite high, but this prestige was based on grand schemes, and it had no effect on the soldiers' charge. , in order to boost morale, he had to charge himself, but it was because there were too few generals available under his command.

"Fight..." A knife stabbed the horse's buttocks, and the horse galloped in pain. Zhu Gan lowered his body, hid behind the horse, and quickly rushed towards the people of the Cao Gang.

The bright Mingguang armor is very dazzling, and the red-clothed army knows that the person wearing the Mingguang armor must be Zhu Gan. At this time, he personally went into battle to kill the enemy, which has a very obvious effect on boosting the morale of the red-clothed army. The grievances are all thrown away without a trace at once. People are like this, suffering from few but uneven suffering.

At this time, Zhu Gan's charge drove the soldiers around him, and immediately formed a powerful cone, piercing the enemy sharply, and Zhu Gan was the sharpest point.

At this time, everyone in the Cao Gang hiding behind the bunker was horrified. Looking at the red-clothed army who suddenly went crazy, they were a little at a loss. Shaking but still unable to put it in, the firecracker went silent for a while.

"Shoot the arrow! What are you still doing in a daze, shoot him quickly, shoot the leader."

Zhu Gan, who was wearing a light armor, had a very conspicuous target, but after all, he saw the right timing, and just finished firing the gun, and the speed was very fast, but a few arrows shot at him, but after all, the strength was not enough, and Ming Guang The armor blocked it, but in the end he led the people into the street smoothly.

Before the confrontation, the people of the Cao Gang retreated quickly, almost throwing down their weapons, and ran into the street, running desperately all the way, a chaotic scene.

"Kill!" Taking advantage of the momentum of the horse, he swung the knife down, and the blade almost passed the man's back of the neck without blocking it. This is the invincible cavalry of the seventeenth century. Not necessarily able to resist.

The red-clothed army did not stop, and followed Zhu Qian all the way to kill them. All they had to do was to catch up with these escaped people, handed over the knives from behind, and either hacked them to death or stabbed them to death. Killing is always as simple as that .

Zhu Gan's body is weak, but because of his skillful equestrian skills, he is almost a fierce general during the slashing and killing. The bright light armor has been stained with a thick layer of blood, but he didn't stop at all. , can take away a fresh life, not as cumbersome and slow as a musket.

The barbaric and backward post-golden cavalry moved into the Central Plains and were able to quickly pacify the country. Perhaps this is the reason. The Ming people who believed too much in firearms had long since lost their bravery. When they were approached by cavalry, they could only be reduced to being slaughtered. of pigs and sheep.

Zhu Gan, who was killing people, suddenly realized that even in the era of breech-loading guns, cavalry still has its irreplaceable status. status, and if he wants to compete in the world, he must have a powerful cavalry unit, whose role is not only to fight against the post-golden cavalry, so now is the time to establish it.

These thoughts just flashed by. After all, it was too far away. Looking at the captured streets, fortunately, most of these people did not understand the so-called street fighting, and they were completely terrified by the red-clothed army. There was almost no resistance. The entire street was taken down.

Zhu Gan suddenly stopped in his tracks, and he saw a familiar face, even though it was covered with blood, he still recognized it at a glance, with a slightly green baby face and a pair of bright big eyes, He is the little soldier who served him meat last night.

At this time, it turned into a cold corpse, no longer shy because of the old soldier's teasing, and no longer whispering politely to say thank you.

He was pinned to the ground by a big man who was a head taller than him, strangling him to death, and he also completed the blow before death, piercing the big man's eyes with an arrow stuck in his body, and died together like this .

Zhu Qian thought that there was such a glimmer of hope, he was just stunned, but after careful inspection, he was only disappointed. Regardless of past life or this life, he has seen too many deaths, and he has learned how to forget. We can remember, but with responsibility, we need to calm down and think about the living.

Taking a deep breath, Zhu Gan wiped his eyes and said softly, "Rest in peace! Although I don't know why you joined the Red Army, one thing is, your registered family members will be taken care of by us from now on."

"My lord, all the people in this street have been driven out. Look..." A reminding voice came from behind.

Zhu Gan stood up, and suddenly had the urge to kill all these people, and said coldly: "How many people are there, and is there any resistance?"

"No, they are all honest!"

Zhu Gan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, got on his horse, and rode the horse quickly towards the crowded place.

When Zhao Lin was 16 years old, he passed the examination for a scholar. The neighbors thought that he would definitely become an official in the future. Who knew that until he was in his 40s, he could not even pass the exam. Fa's wife also left him and joined the Cao Gang in a fit of anger. With her reputation as a scholar and her sharp tongue, she was quickly employed and became the master and accountant of the Caokou in Tongzhou City. , the three hall masters valued him very much.

He is also very sincere to the Cao Gang, and has become the talker between the Cao Gang and the government, and his words are very important.And he turned salty fish over, and the means of retaliation and harassment of his neighbors were endless, and he was a villain through and through.

Now he was driven out of the brothel by the red army, and there were many officials from Tongzhou City with him, and he was also in the manpower for the banquet last night. Seeing the naked and frightened appearance of the officials, Zhao Lin felt a burst of contempt in his heart, and vowed never again. Associating with this kind of courageous bandit, he will immediately become active, if he can convince the leader of the red army.

Immediately shouted: "Hey! Come quickly, these officials who haven't had time to put on clothes are the officials you are looking for. I want to see your leader, who is the hero..."

Zhu Gan looked at the old man in front of him who was dressed as a counselor, wearing a blue uniform, a square scarf on his head, a fair face and a thin chin, and said coldly, "Are all the officials, big and small, in Tongzhou City here? You can identify it carefully."

Zhao Lin didn't know who this tall, slender young man with a heroic face was wearing bright light armor. He guessed it was some general from the Red Clothes Thieves!Immediately said flatteringly: "They are all here, the younger one has already told the soldier, the ups and downs of Tongzhou City, the younger one is very familiar with it, this little general just needs to give the younger one an errand, and the younger one The King of the Red Army will definitely take care of this Tongzhou City in an orderly manner."

"Huh!" Zhu Gan snorted coldly, raised his straight eyebrows noncommittally, and led the people with his hands behind his back to check the proposed officials.

There is a large piece of white pine meat all over the body. If you don't know it, you may think it is a large group of washed fat pigs!Some people were lying on the ground, not even sober, hiccupping from time to time, dreaming of spring dreams, and they didn't know which popular girl was lying on the belly last night, which made them so tired.

Zhao Lin stretched his head over fawningly, and said, "This is from Tongyongdao Yamen, this is from Zhizhou Yamen..."

"You are really familiar!" Zhu Gan gave him a cold look, and Zhao Lin closed his mouth in fright. Zhu Gan turned his head and shouted loudly at his soldiers: "The wine and meat stinks in the Zhumen Road have frozen bones. Drought, the people suffer unspeakably, but these people only know how to enjoy themselves, are our soldiers working hard for them?"

Most of the current red-clothed soldiers are from Tongzhou. Seeing these officials like this now, the anger in their hearts almost burns out their sanity.

He let out an earth-shattering roar: "No..."

"no……"

"Okay! All beheaded to pay homage to the souls of the dead brothers." Zhu Gan roared angrily after the soldiers calmed down.