Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 431
The northwest wind blew the blizzard, choking people's throats and eyes sorely. Amidst the shrill roar, the chariots were pushed to the front, and they were stacked into an irregular formation.This time, Lu Xiangsheng actually chose the right time to send troops. Before the fall of Julu City, Jiannu was held back. The official army marched from Jiazhuang and camped by the Zhangshui River. The Ming army was notoriously good at defending but not attacking. Use firearms to stabilize your position and attract Jiannu to attack.

According to military common sense, there is a strong city in the front and reinforcements in the back. Most normal commanders will choose to retreat to avoid being attacked by two sides, especially for a team like Jianlu who penetrates into the Ming Dynasty alone and has no reinforcements behind. Pay attention to this, take ten thousand steps back, even if Wang Pugao Qiqian really gave up on himself, Lu Xiangsheng also left a way out for himself.

But who knows how the news leaked out, the army was not stable, and Jiannu came to kill him in the wind and snow!The chariots hadn't been fully pushed yet, and in the northwest wind, countless sharp arrows had rushed towards them. The Ming army who was still pushing the carts was rolled to the ground like leaves in autumn, and the hot blood dyed the snow red all of a sudden. Shouting, the Ming soldiers who pushed the carts seemed to be retreating, but at this time, there was another burst of firecrackers from behind, and more than a dozen people were knocked down.

"Keep pushing! Those who retreat die!"

To guard against the charge of the Eight Banners, we all relied on the chariot formation. The soldiers who supervised the battle unceremoniously kicked several Ming soldiers who were retreating to the ground, and chopped off their heads. If you advance, you will die, and if you retreat, you will die. There is no way to be forced. The Ming army in the front team had to howl and rushed up again, facing the crackling arrows coming from the downwind, gritted their teeth and continued to push the chariot formation.

Obviously holding the intention of quickly defeating the Ming army, three or four clusters of arrow rain did not move the formation. The black figure of Jiannu cavalry riding a tall Liao horse, like a death knight from hell, howled and emerged from the snowstorm Out of the figure, the chariots of the Ming army were still the light ones used to deal with the Mongolians in the grassland. They only had wooden boards on the side, and the heavy armored cavalry charged forward with heavy mace and other weapons. Throwing at the car array, the unconnected car array was easily knocked open a few holes, and those big sticks full of spikes were thrown at the Ming army's head like a ghost crying.

Bang~ I was really called down with a stick, my brains burst, and I saw the Ming army pushing a cart behind me, my eyes were tearing apart.

"elder brother!!!"

Lu Xiangsheng's Tianxiong Army was recruited from the township party. It was composed of father, son, brothers, relatives and friends. It was very similar to Zeng Guofan's Hunan Army in later generations. Often, when one person died in battle, it would arouse the anger and killing intent of others. He roared frantically, that The Ming army car stopped pushing, and rushed forward with a roar, dodged the mace with a dodge, and slashed directly on the horse leg of the slave cavalry with a click.

The war horse wailed, fell heavily to the ground, dodged the horse's head in a thrilling manner, and the Ming army jumped forward again with red eyes, the rusty steel knife in his hand pierced desperately into the wailing Jian with broken legs. There was a puff on the slave cavalry's mask, and a gust of hot blood sprayed his face.

But before the Ming army wiped the blood on his face ferociously, this time he felt a chill on his neck, and the Eight Banners cavalry's long knife flashed past, and his head and the raised hand were taken away by him. When it fell down, Douda's head flew out, and a stream of hot blood scalded the colorful snowflakes like a fountain.

"father!!!"

This time, a few more shrill cries sounded from the side.

It became an extremely terrifying slaughterhouse, but this time it was the proud human beings who were slaughtered. Donglu heavy armored cavalry continued to crash into the chariot formation, fighting desperately with the forward army relying on the chariot formation. Another blood-spitting corpse lay on the snow.

Regardless of equipment, training, physical fitness, or formation, the Ming army is at a disadvantage. Although the Tianxiong army is fighting desperately with the accumulated hatred, the chaos is still approaching step by step, and the chariots are coming again. The more chaotic, the firecrackers could not be deployed at all, and the entire front battalion was visibly commotioned.

But at this moment, a machete weighing forty to fifty kilograms appeared on the battlefield, and with the first cut, it chopped off the head of a rampaging war horse with a snapping sound.

"It's the supervisor!"

"The supervisor is here!"

Seeing the white linen clothes of the same color as the snow, the white cloak, and the filial belt on the bare forehead without wearing a helmet, there is only one person in the entire army who has them!Lu Xiangsheng!
He cut off the horse's head with one knife, and before the fallen Jiannu cavalry screamed, the heavy second knife had already chopped off his head. Lu Xiangsheng didn't have any strong words, but only heavy one knife after another, Seeing that within five steps, he had cut a bloody path, the entire Ming army was boiling.

The Minister of the Ministry of War has rushed to the front line, what are we little soldiers afraid of?
Will be the courage of the soldiers!Following Lu Xiangsheng, the retreating Ming army also came back. The Ming army in the bloody battle on the front line seemed to be completely desperate. Even if you die, you will be dragged off the horse as a back seat.

Although Donglu was brave and ferocious, but this reckless dismissal still made the Jiannu terrified. At this time, more than a dozen cannons roared again, and fell hard into the heavy snow. The violent explosion was mixed with Screaming, the Eight Banners are also human beings, just now they were full of murderous intent, disdain for the Ming army, and rewards for their military exploits, but now looking back, there is no one of their own in the vast snowflakes, plus these beast-like opponents beside them, let They also feel guilty.

Finally, the desolate horn sounded from behind, and the Eight Banners who had entered the car formation fled back one after another as if they had received an amnesty. This short and intense encounter finally came to an end. The entities were panting heavily, and immediately, excited cheers resounded from all parts of the entire battlefield.

Leaning on the broadsword, he was panting heavily, and after a while, Lu Xiangsheng, who finally let out a sigh of relief, let out a gloomy growl.

"Stop shouting! Immediately set up a car formation!"

After waking up from the excitement, the Ming soldiers once again hurriedly pushed the scattered chariots to the front neatly, put the side compartments away, and left shooting holes for spearmen and musketeers, and connected the chariots with wooden prongs. Together, firmly nailed to the ground, and some put the tiger crouching cannon on from behind.

Yang Tinglin, a civil servant, went into battle in person, followed by a few big soldiers panting and placed a fifty-pound tiger squat cannon between the two carts, with the tiger's claws stuck in the ground. I don't know when the heavy snow stopped. The mist between the sky and the earth cleared, and he patted the dark cannon body of the tiger squatting gun a few times. Yang Tinglin still showed a satisfied smile, but when he raised his head again, he was stunned.

Jiazhuang on the strategic map no longer exists now, and there are only dark ruins that have been burned for an unknown amount of time. From north to south, there are densely packed Jiannu scull shield chariots. In order to deal with the firearms of the Ming army, the Eight Banners The army also used chariots, but their chariots were all covered with cowhide, which were heavier and stronger than the Ming army's biased chariots. The White Banner, the Zhenghuang Banner Jiannu, and the Mongolian Eight Banners on the periphery, and the Han Eight Banners fighting in front of them, can't see the edge from a distance of [-].

The dense army formation, the forest of knives and spears glistening with cold light, and the ferocious faces with murderous intent made everyone stunned.

Just when the Ming army was in turmoil, with a click, a heavy sword was inserted into the plank of the car, and a large flag with the Chinese character Lu was hoisted high. After a while, the commotion disappeared without a trace. Yes, as long as the Lu character flag does not fall, it seems that it has never been defeated.

It's just that no one noticed, Lu Xiangsheng looked at the army of founding slaves on the opposite side, his sword eyebrows couldn't help trembling violently a few times, and then he ordered with gloomy eyes: "Fate is fierce like a tiger spreading out on the left wing, Yang Guozhu is camping on the right wing, Hurry up and bring the cannons here, and once Jiannu attacks, immediately fight back with firearms!"

Following Lu Xiangsheng's order, the two generals who had just shrunk back and frightened the two soldiers reluctantly squeezed onto the Haoshui Bridge, and the Ming army's formation also began to expand on the bank of Zhangshui, with a huge deflection The convoy took on a half-moon shape to protect the army. In the bitter cold wind, each and every musketeer desperately blowing the hot air and blowing the matchlock, staring nervously into the distance.

At this time, the Jiannu army seemed to have woken up from the defeat just now. The cowhide war drums were beating loudly again. Amidst the ferocious ox horns, the doors on the edge of the scull shield carts opened one after another, holding rattan signs With a long knife, the Han Eight Banners infantrymen rushed out, howling like a wild beast with a tail of money rats.

One hundred steps, fifty steps, thirty steps!The tiger crouching cannon was filled with iron sand, and Yang Zanhua, who was on the battlefield for the first time, almost jumped out of his heart, counting the distance step by step, and finally inserted the matchlock into the borehole fiercely.

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Boom~

At first there was a violent cracking sound, and finally it exploded. The surging river broke through the ice cover that could have been used to leave people, and a dozen unlucky big fish turned up. The sudden Zhang water made the beggar The living army was a little caught off guard, and the soldiers near the shore retreated in embarrassment. Facing the river, many people shouted and rushed up carrying sandbags.

Bucket after bucket of icy river water was brought up and poured down from above. Soon, in the severe cold, the five-meter-high bastion hill was covered with another layer of ice armor. On the other side, countless beggars poured out like ants, turning around with sickles and axes. The nearby trees, coal, dry grass and wood, and even the beams of the houses in the burned village were all dragged back. In the protection of the bastion and the river, the slightly narrow military camp, food and firewood for heating were also chopped into hills.

There are dozens of beggars back in the water wearing thick beaver skin diving suits, with scuba in their mouths, stuffing some round jars into the water, watching these guys go in and out once, and then quickly indent In the tent, his face was purple from the cold, and he took off his wet clothes and was desperately warming himself by the fire. Song Qingshu couldn't help showing a conspiratorial smile, but immediately, he turned his gaze to the northwest again.

The bloody battle, should it begin?
(End of this chapter)