Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 153 Makes You Confused!
Inexplicably, Song Qingshu had an extra younger brother, and the team also increased by more than 2000 people, of which [-] were men who could fight, and [-] were cavalrymen. Zhao Sheng's team could be considered to have really helped the current battle situation.

In fact, Zhao Sheng was wronged enough. After being beaten up in Song Qing Bookstore, Zhao Sheng felt that his life had gone wrong. He simply carried his luggage and left the bustling city of Xi'an to go to Daqinggou Petroleum Temple in Qingyang Prefecture. He trained himself in that poor place, planning to take the second year of Chongzhen's autumn curtain.

Who knows whether the villagers down there did it on purpose or not, it was widely spread that Zhao Sheng lit up the lamp in the middle of the night and read military books.

The more the rumor spread, the more evil it became. The county government officials all noticed it. Hearing that the officials were coming to take him, Zhao Sheng was forced to have no choice but to pull up a team in Daqinggou to really rebel. Come.

But Zhao Sheng is a scholar after all, how could he know how to fight, he suffered several defeats in a row and finally joined Wang Jiayin's team, and was used everywhere as cannon fodder. At the peasant army gathering yesterday, he was the one who spoke for Song Qingshu, Song Qingshu He knew his character, so he simply abandoned Wang Jiayin and dragged the team over to join him.

For the first time, Song Qingshu felt that his character was pretty good!

However, Zhao Sheng is only a small consolation prize. Compared with the 800 multilateral army, the more than 7000 strong men are still a drop in the bucket. If you want to survive ten days in the enemy's superior force, you have to rely on your brain.

Counting Zhao Sheng's 1000 cavalry, more than [-] old and weak, a total of four armies set out from Yan'an Mansion, and swaggered through the city with banners everywhere.

Du Wenhuan, the commander-in-chief of Yansui Town who had been stopping at Zhidan, was confused.

There are no reconnaissance planes these days, and how to judge the military situation depends entirely on the eyes of the scout cavalry. This peasant army of hundreds of thousands has just withdrawn from Yan'an Mansion, and then the aggressive four-way army came rushing towards him. There must be a lot of people , Listening to the report from the scout cavalry, looking at the overwhelming smoke and dust, there are at least [-] peasant troops rushing towards him, and there are also a large number of cavalry!
How to do?
hit?Du Wenhuan was a little guilty. You must know that in the battle of Yan'an Mansion, the peasant army kept eating up the reinforcements from nearby counties and counties. They took down nearly 4000 people. The officers and soldiers, and before their own reinforcements, the overwhelming peasant army suddenly appeared in Yan'an Mansion.

Even if the 10,000 peasant army is actually not taken seriously by Du Wenhuan, after removing the old, the weak, women and children, and the hungry people who follow the rich and will not fight, the number that can fight is at most [-], and the [-] peasant army is not the one under his command The elite opponent of the [-] frontier army, but now the main movement of the peasant army is unknown. If Du Wenhuan attacks, he doubts whether he will be eaten by the [-]+ peasant army that suddenly appeared.

can go back?Less likely!A while ago, Zhang Mengjing, the governor of Yansui, died of fear because of the mutiny of the Sanbian Qin army in Hebei. Hong Chengchou, who is now in office, is not a fool. Stuck in Zhidan, Du Wenhuan was at a loss for a while.

The sky was getting darker, and Zhidan, ruled by the official army, was no better than the Yan'an mansion ruled by the peasant army, or even worse. There were still a few dead bodies at the street entrance, attracting flies all over the sky, and the gates of each room were closed tightly. The entire county is like a dead city, without even a single ghost.

Standing on the city wall, Du Wenhuan, who could not make up his mind, looked at the endless layers of the Loess Plateau in the distance, and finally shook his head hesitantly.

"Pass down the order and stick to Zhidan! Don't attack without authorization!"

This first day has just passed!

It’s no wonder that Guanzhong can bear the leadership of China for thousands of years. Even if it is so dilapidated, with high mountains and dangerous valleys, ravines and ravines, the sun rises and the sun sets, and the light slowly diffuses from the horizon to the vast land of the ancient prehistoric, the majestic spirit is still breathtaking. The Central Plains of North China, which stretches as far as the eye can see, is comparable to the vast misty misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. The unique soil and water of this side have also nurtured this side of particularly sturdy and majestic people.

The sun was getting higher and higher, and even though they had only received a month's military pay in half a year, these frontier soldiers still had the peculiar blankness of Guanzhong people, plainly gnawing on the yellow-faced dry pot helmet, and slowly wiping the sword in their hands.

However, the Zongbing Yamen was not so calm. Just after eating half a bowl of porridge early in the morning, Du Wenhuan threw the bowl out in a rage, and the porridge mixed with sorghum was scattered all over the floor. Still angry, he patted the table and cursed: "You tell me that in just one night, a large team of nearly 5 thieves disappeared under your noses?"

The dozen or so scouts kneeling on the ground were already trembling to the extreme. How could they have imagined that after sleeping for an hour or two, the seemingly huge army of rogues would disappear just like that under their noses!
"Have you found out where the rogue army has gone?"

"Master Hui, the bidder is tracking!"

After a while, after all, he had to face the reality. Du Wenhuan suppressed his anger and asked. Even so, the scout's answer still made him angry. Another bunch of idiots scolded him. After all, Du Wenhuan calmed down and his eyes widened. The red knife pierced the map.

"Head the order, blow the trumpet, and dispatch the troops!"

The heavy cowhide war drums rumbled. After all, they were the three-sided elite guarding the western border of the Ming Dynasty for more than 200 years. Amidst the loud howling, the cavalry spewed out from the gate of the county like a torrent of iron and blood, laying out a death scene for the army first. Shadow, and then the infantry of the brigade of the brigade, carrying firecrackers and spears, that kind of red and black formation also rushed out fiercely.

Riding a horse in the middle of the army, urging the army to move forward, Du Wenhuan's face was also gloomy. He still had no idea in his heart about sending troops this time, but he had to go out. He had to figure out what was going on around Yan'an Mansion. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain to Hong Chengchou, governor of Yansui, and Yang He, the governor of the three sides, would also make trouble for him.

But even if he wanted to attack, Du Wenhuan carefully adjusted the army. The thousand cavalry in front patrolled the army within [-] miles, and the infantry brigade behind also formed a group, ready to deal with the encirclement and surprise attack of the large peasant army at any time.

Moving cautiously like this, in a whole day, the officers and soldiers only advanced more than 50 miles, and they were still more than half away from Yan'an Mansion. Let alone the peasant army along the way, except for the abandoned villages, there was not even a ghost. As soon as it got dark, Du Wenhuan camped on the spot vigilantly, not rushing forward at all.

Du Wenhuan is so cautious, but he tortured Song Qingshu all day long. His cavalry photos are far worse than those of the frontier army, and he doesn't even have a telescope now, so he dare not approach the patrolling range of the officers and soldiers at all. , I can only look at it from a distance, that kind of suffering is too tortured.

At night, Song Qingshu still had the feeling that a dog was biting a hedgehog and there was nothing he could do. The barracks of the officers and soldiers were too tight. Pointing out of the camp layer by layer on a shelf, several cannons are also pointing to the opposite side, and their backs are leaning on an extremely steep loess slope, which is really stronger than the Ming army they encountered in Funiu Mountain last time. I don’t know. Hundreds of times.

Not even daring to light a fire, he led hundreds of cavalrymen under his command, ate some raw rice soaked in water for dinner, lay down more than 200 meters away from the Ming army camp, led Xing Hongniang and others, Song Qingshu lay down on the loess slope without moving. dare not move.

The night became darker and thicker, and the campfires in the Ming army barracks on the opposite side also began to decrease. Although they didn't go far, after all, after marching for a day, the frontier soldiers nestled in tents or ditches one by one, and began to sleep soundly. Outside, there were only a few patrols patrolling around.

Staring at the opposite side leisurely, Song Qingshu's heart was full of envy. In his previous life, he had imagined that he was a general who led thousands of troops. Now his dream is half successful, and he has become a big thief army. Isn't it true that such a capable army My own, I feel suffocated when I look at it.

When I get to Shanxi, I have to find a corner to practice soldiers and horses, and I must train these bastards to look good!Looking at it with envy and hatred, Song Qingshu's heart was secretly ruthless.

At this time, the guy behind also sneakily touched the Huangtu slope, and Scarface patted Song Qingshu's shoulder heavily from behind, and reported to him in a low voice: "Everyone is here!"

The place where Song Qingshu was staying was also a loess mountain, only a few tens of meters high, less than 200 meters ahead, which was the barracks of the officers and soldiers. Behind him, there was a chaotic voice, and when he turned his head, Song Qingshu slapped his forehead in distress, I saw that the hungry people under my command were so noisy that I wanted to leak the sky, and many people were still night blind, commonly known as bird blindness. They couldn't see clearly in the dark night, so they had to be seen Holding hands like busy people, looking back, Song Qingshu slapped his head tragically again.

The difference!
The Ming army on the opposite side had already noticed the noise. Hundreds of patrol troops quickly gathered at the edge of the ditch. The gunmen crawled into the ditch with their guns on their backs. The spearmen behind them placed their guns on the bars in a dense row. He also carefully drove out with a big knife in his hand.

Looking to the southeast, the Yansui commander-in-chief's brows were immediately furrowed, and suddenly, the loess slope in the distance went up and down, and countless torches were like stars in the distant sky. Shouting and cursing, the drumming noise was overwhelming.

The entire pile of torches unexpectedly presented a half-envelopment, wrapping himself firmly in the middle. Looking at it, Du Wenhuan's heart suddenly rose. Could it be that the strange actions of the rogues in the past two days were just to lure himself into the bait?
Just as he was thinking, a burst of crackling gunshots suddenly sounded like fried beans in front of the camp. The gunmen of the Ming army who were still on guard at the edge of the trench immediately screamed and fell down more than a dozen, and immediately coaxed them a few times The sound of the cannon exploded in the camp, and one unlucky guy lost half of his arm directly by the cannon.

"General, do you want the last general to send troops out to fight immediately?" The cavalry general Chen Wenli angrily swung his armor and ran to Du Wenhuan, knelt down and begged for battle.

Looking out hesitantly, after a while, Du Wenhuan shook his head heavily.

"The thieves are trying to lure us out and use the dark night to narrow the gap with our army. Don't be fooled by this! Order the army to stand firm, and let me shoot our guns and cannons!"

Crackling firecrackers also rang out in the official army camp, and several general cannons spewed out their anger in the night, and a rumbling cannon was blasting on the mound in front of Song Qingshu, scaring more than a dozen hungry people to murmur He fell straight down the mountain, but Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

Bet right!
(End of this chapter)