Vow to die at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 315 Three Years War ([-])

Yongkang County, Jinhua Prefecture, Zhejiang Province, is currently surrounded by large enemy forces.Jin Li sent [-] troops, and Geng Jimao sent [-] troops, for a total of [-] troops.However, there is only one brigade of the guards of the security regiment in the city, and the designation is the [-]st Brigade.

The city is waiting in full battle, and the flags outside the city cover the sky.Jin Li and Geng Jimao stood side by side, looking at the small county town in front of them together, with tens of thousands of soldiers behind them, their hearts filled with pride.

"Dingdong King, the gangsters killed by our two armies were caught off guard this time, and this little Yongkang county will be brought down with a single swing of the whip!" Geng Jimao laughed loudly at Jin Li.

Hearing Geng Jimao calling himself King Dingdong, Jin Li looked at Geng Jimao meaningfully, and then said.

"The title of King Dingdong was given by the Tartars. Now you and I are all loyal to King Lu, why don't you call me Duke Mingyi!"

Although Jin Li is older than Geng Jimao and is of the same generation as Geng Jimao's father Geng Zhongming, Geng Jimao has no respect at all.He sneered at Jin Li and said, "If the gangsters hadn't intervened, this king of Lu would have been wiped out by our dynasty long ago. How can Zhu Yihai let me be loyal to him? Could it be that King Dingdong changed his mind and wanted to become the Ming Dynasty again?" loyal minister?"

"Prince Jingnan misunderstood. This old man is very old now and just wants to enjoy his old age in peace. As for the Ming Dynasty or the Tartar court in the north, this old man takes it lightly. If it weren't for the fact that the gangsters really didn't give this old man a way out, I'm afraid that this old man would go to the regiment Bandit." Jin Li sighed to Geng Jimao.

Although Geng Jimao spoke bluntly, he had the right to be rude.Although Geng Jimao sent 4 troops to the north this time, the [-] were elite soldiers with complete weapons and equipment.Although Jin Li dispatched [-] troops, many of the [-] were made up of numbers, and the real elite soldiers were less than [-], and the rest were just auxiliary soldiers.In order to make up the [-] people, Geng Jimao even emptied the defenders of the Chuzhou capital.

Seemingly feeling Jin Li's softness, Geng Jimao's face looked better.In fact, Geng Jimao didn't care what he was called, let alone a loyal Tartar.It was Geng Jimao who came here this time to obtain the leadership of the coalition forces. After all, the merger of the two parties must be prioritized.What annoyed Geng Jimao was that Jin Li refused to let go even though he was superior in strength.In the end, after the two parties compromised, they were still their own masters, each commanding their own army, and discussing it when encountering a big war.So Geng Jimao, who was dissatisfied, beat Jin Li on this matter.But what Geng Jimao didn't expect was that Jin Li had a shy face and didn't care about Geng Jimao's cynicism at all.

Since ancient times, the word power is the most gratifying. Many people will hold power for one more day if they can hold power for one more day. Unless it is absolutely necessary, they will not let go until they die.Jin Li is the leader of one party, whether it is a king or a duke, in his own power, and he holds great power.But if he joined the security regiment, he would be nothing more than a prisoner. Life and death are not in his hands. What fun is there in living a life like that?It's better to die.

Right now it seems that although Jin Li and Geng Jimao's coalition forces are powerful, their hearts are not in harmony.Marching and fighting with one heart and one mind wins. This military order is not unified and orders are divided, and the coalition forces are full of hidden dangers.

At this time, in Yongkang County, Zhao Xing, the captain of the [-]st Brigade, was squinting at the enemies in front of him.The enemy seems to have as many as [-] to [-] people, and there are only more than [-] people in the city, including the peasant guards and other armed forces.Just looking at the comparison of these numbers, I know that this battle is much more difficult for me.

Regarding the current situation, Zhao Xing was full of complaints.He didn't know what the people above were thinking. They could dispatch a large army to wipe out the enemies in southern Zhejiang, but they insisted on waiting until the enemies came to the door.Even if this is the case, it is fine, knowing that Yongkang County is the front line, but the higher-ups put down a brigade in Yongkang, not even a column, what kind of defense does this have?
It's just that Zhao Xing's military position is the captain. Although in the eyes of ordinary soldiers, the captain is superior, but in the eyes of the high-level, there is no difference between the captain and the captain.

Zhao Xing knew that the enemy would attack the door sooner or later, so in order to get enough warning time, Zhao Xing sent a large number of scouts to the south, but in the end these scouts only got half a day's warning time for themselves.Fortunately, with this half a day, Zhao Xing sent an alarm to the column headquarters in Fucheng, and took back the troops scattered in various towns and peasant guards.But this also means that the villages on all sides will be abandoned. This is also the helplessness of the internal battle, and it will eventually be at the cost of the sacrifice of the people.

"Old Zhao, what do you think we should do?" Song Binli, the brigade preacher at the side, asked worriedly.

Hearing the question from his old partner, Zhao Xing grinned, revealing his yellow teeth caused by excessive smoking, and then laughed.

"What should we do? Of course we should carry it! The city is alive and the people are alive, and the city is dead. The regiment has supported us for so many years, it's time to repay us with our lives."

Hearing this, Song Binli felt a little sad.Now that the development of the security group is in full swing, he really doesn't want to be a martyr at this time.It's not that Song Binli is afraid of death, but that he feels that it is not worth dying in this small place.He doesn't want to die in obscurity, even if he dies, he wants to become a column preacher or even a camp instructor before he dies!At that time, if he died in Fucheng or even in the provincial capital, it would be known to the world once he died.It can be considered that the geese have left their voices and people have left their names, and it is worthwhile to come to this world once.

Seemingly feeling that Song Binli was in a bad mood, Zhao Xing patted Song Binli on the shoulder in fear, and comforted him.

"Lao Song, we are eating this bowl of severed heads. This will happen sooner or later. In the next life, we will be reincarnated and not serve as soldiers."

Song Binli came down from the Political Propaganda Department last year. It is said that he came here to mix his qualifications. After two years of mixed experience, he will be reused if he has grassroots experience.At the beginning, Zhao Xing couldn't understand such a nerd like Song Binli, who was disciplined all day long, and was very disgusted.Of course, this is mainly because Zhao Xing is jealous of Song Binli, jealous of someone in Song Binli's dynasty who is easy to be an official.However, as the time spent with each other increased, Zhao Xing also felt Song Binli's seriousness in his work, his heartfelt concern for the soldiers, and his sincere love for Qiu Tianxing, even fanatical. Only then did Zhao Xing gradually change his perception of him.

I don't know when, the chief military officer and the chief political propaganda officer in the army called each other by old characters and surnames, which seems to be more intimate.Therefore, although Zhao Xing and Song Binli are not very old, they are less than 25.But the two also became Lao Zhao and Lao Song.

After being explained by Zhao Xingkuan, Song Binli's face looked better.

Zhao Xing took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Song Binli.

"Come on, just smoke a cigarette. When we fight later, this scene will be as disgusting as it is. Fortunately, you will be much more comfortable with cigarettes. Let's take one first and relax."

Zhao Xing said that because Song Binli had never actually been on the battlefield.However, Zhao Xing's kindness was rejected by Song Binli.

"The soldiers are all watching. The enemy is coming, so it's better not to smoke. Let's smoke after defeating the enemy."

Zhao Xing's words are very suitable for his identity. No matter when and where, the preacher must boost the morale of the army.No matter how false or false the words are, they must be said.

Knowing his partner's temper, Zhao Xing was not angry either.He stuffed the cigarette he handed over into his mouth, then took out the fire pocket in his arms and lit the cigarette.

Life is short and there is not much left, so take as many puffs as you can!This cigarette is really a good thing, what should I do if I can't smoke it after I die?

Zhao Xing imagined the tragic scene of not being able to smoke cigarettes after his death.

After taking a puff of cigarette and exhaling puffs of white smoke, Zhao Xing squinted his eyes and looked at the army under the city.

"This bunch of fake Tartars, even if you can step over my corpse, you will still have to die or injure more than half of them. Don't think about it when I'm here!"

(End of this chapter)