Sun Yingyuan and Zhou Yuji, the names of the two together are "Ying Ai Yuji". Liu Yuanbin, a lieutenant official, has been in the palace for a long time, believes in luck, and sent these two people to support Nanyang Mansion, although they are good at fighting, and in addition, there is no lack of ideas to fight before the war starts.

It's just that it backfired, and Sun and Tuesday didn't have good luck after arriving in Nanyang Mansion. In early October, before the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion were hot in Yuzhou, Li Zicheng personally led tens of thousands of main troops to the city.

"Kill cattle and sheep, prepare wine and syrup, open the gate of the city to meet the king, and when the king comes, he will not pay for food......"

The wind is whistling, and outside the city of Yuzhou, the hunting army flag is erected like a forest. Xue Xuan, who straddled the short knife and held the spear in his hand, looked at the city head where the figures were patrolling and the soldiers were strict, and chanted softly.

Since defeating Fu Zonglong and Yang Wenyue, Li Zicheng's strategists Niu Jinxing and Song Xiance have fabricated and publicized a series of folk slogans to proclaim the prestige of the army. Xue couldn't remember the others, but he was deeply impressed by this sentence.

"No food...... No food ......"

The war horse cried angrily, and a thick-armored knight galloped over, and Le Ran commanded left and right: "The commander of the middle battalion, Vice Master Tian, ordered that all departments of the imperial village should take the lead, prepare gunpowder, and prepare to go into battle." With that, he knocked the horse's belly and left.

"Seeing the things that make the wind make the rudder, the spirit is alive." Xue Xuan rolled his eyes at the back of the thick-armored knight. He didn't dare to do this in front of people, because the other party was Ren Jirong, a general under the command of the front commander of the army, and was assigned by the front marshal Tian Jianxiu and Liu Zongmin to actually command the front-line operations, and his identity was prominent.

But Xue Jian knew that this Ren Jirong was still the general of Luoyang at the beginning of this year, and when the army attacked, he should open the city gate, forcing Wang Shaoyu, the general soldier of Henan at that time, to surrender on his knees.

"You don't have to say a word." On the side, Zhou Ruli, the leader of the Imperial Village, patted him on the back of his head, "A few steps away is the supervisor sent by Liu Ye, who listened to it, and we can bear it." ”

The army was huge, and Li Jiyu, who occupied the imperial village of Dengfeng County, could not be left alone, so Zhao Dangshi found a way out for him and temporarily introduced Li Zizhi's strength. This time to attack Yuzhou, Yuzhai was also ordered to send troops to help in the battle, so Li Jiyu sent his subordinate commander Zhou Ruli to lead thousands of troops to the front of the army. Liu Zongmin, the former commander, has always been fierce, and likes to abuse and kill people who violate discipline, Zhou Ruli is very afraid of him, and he doesn't dare to raise his head when talking to him.

Xue Xuan secretly said in his heart, you are afraid of him, I am not afraid of him, in the end, I still give face to my commander, nodded in agreement, and then looked at the soldiers who were busy preparing gunpowder, frowned and whispered: "As expected, in the end, it is inevitable to be the vanguard to die." ”

Zhou Ruli said unhappily: "What do you know, you are not satisfied with being a vanguard?" You have to wait for the army to kill the Shaomu Mountain and destroy the foundation of the imperial village, are you happy? Feeling that he had raised his head, he peeked at the supervisor not far away, and confirmed that he was fine, before he cautiously continued, "Besides, this Yuzhou City doesn't look strong, with these dozens of stones of gunpowder, I'm afraid we are not sending death, but the first merit." ”

"First merit......" Xue Zhao looked back disapplausively, "The whole family of the Chuang Jun family is here, with them, what else can we grab the first merit." I laughed inwardly.

Behind the soldiers of the Imperial Village, who were in the front, was the main force of the army attacking Yuzhou City in this battle.

The Chuang army grew stronger and stronger in Henan, and in the continuous conquest, five armies were gradually and naturally formed as the backbone of the field battle. One is led by Li Zicheng, with Tian Jianxiu and Liu Zongmin as deputies; one is led by Liu Fangliang, with Ma Shiyao and Liu Rukui as deputies; One Yuan Zongdi is the leader, with the white dove crane and Liu Tichun as the deputies; One Gu Kecheng is the leader, Xie Junyou and Tian Hu are the deputies; There is also a Li Guo leading, Li Shuangxi and Ma Chongxi as deputies.

It is rumored that Li Zicheng has discussed with Niu Jinxing, Song Xiance and others to take the opportunity to formalize the establishment of these five armies, and the time will be after the capture of Nanyang Mansion. Among the five armies, Li Zicheng himself led the strongest force, so the attack on Yuzhou was placed at the forefront, and the rest of the armies participated in all the omissions, almost pouring out, from here it can also be seen that Li Zicheng's ambition to Nanyang Mansion will be successful.

"Prepare for the front—"

In a trance, a fast horse flew past in front of the formation, constantly waving the conspicuous bright red order flag in his hand, and ran back and forth four or five times. Soon, the large formation of the Chinese army in the front of the imperial village sounded the sound of thick drums.

"Prepare for the front—"

"Gone!" Zhou Ruli patted Xue Copy's shoulder and spat downward, but the phlegm spit on his cowhide boots, Xue Copy noticed it, but he didn't notice it himself. Xue Copygang wanted to remind him that he had already hurriedly entered the ranks.

"Old Zhou ......" Xue Qian suddenly put away all his thoughts, and looked forward again. Hundreds of steps away, the gate of Yuzhou City was half open at this time, of course, this was not to welcome King Chuang. The official army originally arranged hundreds of horse troops to cruise outside the city to respond to the defending army, but at this time, it was estimated that there were many horse troops who broke into the army and could not occupy an advantage in the field battle, so they temporarily opened the door to collect the horse army outside the city. Sure enough, the soldiers of the front line of the imperial fortress began to advance, and the hundreds of officers and horses outside the city all entered the city, and the city gate was closed.

The first few rows of Yuzhai soldiers came out one after another, Xue Zhao stuck his spear into the ground, and just pulled the knife out of the sheath, Ren Jirong, who was a thick-armored iron horseman, came again. The golden drums of the battlefield sounded in unison, and the roars of the various teams and units were equally deafening, and he could only raise his voice on the horse and shout: "The gunpowder is ready?" ”

Xue Xuan said loudly: "Hundreds of bags of gunpowder have been compacted and loaded!" As he spoke, more than a dozen large wheeled carts began to be carried out by the soldiers. More than a dozen bags of marijuana were piled up on top of each car, and the bags were bulging and filled with gunpowder. With these heavy bags pressing, it takes at least four or five people to push each car.

There was a muffled "bang", and a large cart passing by Xue Zhuo's side knocked on the stones protruding from the ground, and even though the soldiers pushing the cart tried their best to stabilize the body, they still inevitably slipped a bag on the ground.

"Bastard thing!" Ren Jirong drove the horse two steps, and whipped the back of the leading soldier, "I missed the big event of breaking the king, and I killed you first!" ”

The soldiers of the cart were scattered, and hurriedly carried the sacks back onto the cart, and hurriedly pushed the cart to catch up with the team.

"Keep an eye on it!" Ren Jirong said, with a horse's head, "You must touch the city in this front battle, no matter how many people die, do you understand?" ”

"The villain understands, the villain understands!" Zhou Ruli caught up from behind and replied for Xue. Ren Jirong didn't know what gunpowder he had eaten today, and he was very irritable, but commanding the battle in front of Li Zicheng, the "King of Breaking", no one could go anywhere.

After Ren Jirong left, Zhou Ruli stood and looked at it from afar, and at this time, some of the soldiers in the forefront of the imperial village had been attacked by the officials and soldiers at the head of the city. On the city of Yuzhou, arrows and shells poured like rain, and more than ten artillery pieces also resounded endlessly.

"You personally rushed over and commanded!" Zhou Ruli's face was nervous, and he commanded. Li Zicheng attacked the city this time, and he still used the "collapse method" of burying gunpowder to blow up the city wall.

"Collapse" has a large and small difference, the army has recently repeatedly destroyed the official army, captured a lot, even in the face of the small Yuzhou City, or chose a large amount of gunpowder "big collapse" to bomb the city, which shows the strength. Zhou Ruli privately heard that Li Zicheng was going to attack the Fengfu again after fighting Nanyang Mansion, so the use of the "Great Collapse" in Yuzhou this time can also be regarded as a pre-rehearsal for opening the Fengfu. In this way, the burden on the shoulders of the Yuzhai in this battle is heavier, and Zhou Ruli does not want to bear the charge of "losing the first battle and affecting the follow-up battle".

The thousands of soldiers who rushed to the front were all carefully selected from tens of thousands of bandits. There are many people in the palace but the weapons are rudimentary, and these more than 1,000 warriors in the palace are not uniformly equipped with any cowhide vertical cards or carts used to block the flying arrows of the gun, but only rely on their own skills and luck to dodge the fierce blows.

As the distance closed, the casualties of the warriors gradually increased, and within fifty paces, the number plummeted, and the sharp arrows and swift iron pellets ruthlessly pierced through their flesh and blood. Although the accuracy of the artillery of the official army was not high, when it hit the ground at close range, the flying earth and rocks were still enough to injure the warriors of the Imperial Village and hinder their progress.

Seeing this, Xue Zhao gritted his teeth and walked away without looking back. Behind him, there were more than a thousand soldiers of the Imperial Village. The warriors of the Yuzhai who rushed to the front had already suffered more than half of the casualties, and they could not cover the large convoy of wheels that carried the gunpowder sacks in the follow-up, and the resistance of the officers and soldiers was beyond imagination.

The lives of people in troubled times are like grass mustard, but in the eyes of Li Zicheng and Zhou Ruli, the lives of the soldiers of the imperial village may not be as good as grass mustard.

Xue Zhao had already accepted his fate, and the troubled times were out of control. In his early years, he served as a soldier in Ningxia Zhongwei with Deng Longye and Manning, and because Shangguan deducted military salaries, the three of them worked together to kill Shangguan's family and live in the rivers and lakes. In order to disperse the pursuit of officials, the three then parted ways, Deng Longye went to Shizhouwei and Manning to participate in the Shaanxi People's Revolution, and he went to Henan. At the beginning, he worked as a carpenter in Dengfeng County, living incognito, and after Li Jiyu's incident, he was also coerced to the imperial village because of his strength and became a small leader.

Since the killing official absconded, Xue Zhao actually didn't value his life so much. Burdened with blood debts, he only felt that every extra day he lived was earned, so he never shirked the matter of charging into battle and desperately looking for life. It's strange to say, the more you are not afraid of death, the more you will not die, for many years of bloody rain, many people around him have died, but he is always safe and sound.

"Give your life to God, I can do my best", this is Xue Zhao's survival principle. So after receiving Zhou Ruli's military order, he did not hesitate at all, and immediately rushed to the front line. And this is the reason why Zhou Ruli took him down Shaomu Mountain.

After all, hundreds of warriors rushed to the root of Yuzhou City. Due to the tricky angle, they were able to avoid some bows and arrows, bird guns, and artillery strikes, but the officers and soldiers were obviously prepared, and the city began to pour iron juice and smoke poison, and the warriors of the imperial village hurriedly dodged outward, but they were directly killed by the bullets of the officers and soldiers. Retracted again, the hot iron juice and fecal water were on the head, and countless people died in the melting of their skulls before they even wailed.

Xue Zhao didn't care about the life or death of these Yuzhai warriors at all, and he led more than a thousand people to catch up with the hesitant convoy, urging and covering them to continue to push.

He was ready to take the lives of thousands of soldiers from the Imperial Village to pave the way into the city for the army.

At this moment, a black cloud suddenly pressed in the afterglow. To the southwest, an army of invading horses swept across the field like a wind.