[237] Jiujiang Military Intelligence

Outside the city of Wuchang, the Yangtze River is rolling eastward

Song Youliang pressed his hand on the battlements, looked to the east, and muttered: "As the saying goes, I'd rather drink Jianye water than eat Wuchang fish." Now we're going to Jianye! ”

On the side, Li Xin sent a copy of the recital and said, "Grandpa, this is the performance of Sun Ge Lao, Fang Ge Lao and others!" ”

"What did they say?" Song Youliang didn't plan to watch the content of the recital

"The old word ~ For Nanjing, it is still mainly based on harmony." Li Xin said

Gu Junen on the side said: "After all, Hongguang is also a Ming clan, and it is reasonable for the ministers to think so." ”

Song Youliang said with a smile: "Actually, there is no need for them to say more, Li Dingguo and I will not be held accountable, can we not tolerate a Fu King?" Song Youliang turned around, looked at the sunset in the sky, and said with a smile: "As long as Hongguang doesn't resist senselessly~"

"Newspaper~~"

Before Song Youliang's words fell, a pawn trotted all the way, "Report to your lord, Yang Tinglin, the governor of Jiangxi, and Liu Guangyin, the governor of Jiangxi, urgently report: Hongguang sent 300,000 troops from Zuomengeng's army to attack Jiujiang. ”

"Hah!" Song Youliang sneered and pointed to the Tang newspaper in the pawn's hand: "Send this Tang newspaper to Sun and Fang, the two elders, and the ministers have circulated it." ”

"Order!"

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Outside the city of Jiujiang, the camp with the left character military flag stretches for more than ten miles.

Zuo Mengeng, Li Guoying, Jin Shengheng and other subordinates were standing on a high platform built and looking at the city, and their faces were a little gloomy.

After the oath of Nanjing on the 10th day of May, Zuo Mengeng led the army all the way to the wall, and it took only eight days to attack the city of Jiujiang, but under the city of Jiujiang, the left army that was advancing all the way finally encountered obstacles, and the left army had been attacking the city for 48 days on land and water, and the city of Jiujiang was still in the hands of the officers and soldiers of the Northern Ming Dynasty.

In these days' attacks, Zuo Mengeng's army lost at least more than 20,000 people under Jiujiang City, although the loss was not large compared to his 300,000 army, but it lost a lot of sharpness, and the morale of both officers and soldiers was low. Since ancient times, those who have succeeded in rebellion often rely on the speed of their soldiers, and they are most afraid of falling into a stalemate, because once the stalemate is reached, the soldiers on the rebel side will be cranky and the morale of the army will drop greatly. The court has time to mobilize more forces to come over, and the longer it drags on, the more unfavorable it will be for the rebel side.

"Under the fortified city, it has always been a taboo for soldiers!" Zuo Mengeng joined the army with his father at the age of eighteen, and is twenty-eight years old this year, he is a veritable young marshal, and he was born as handsome as his father Zuo Liangyu, known as Zuo Gongzi

At this time, on the Jiujiang city wall, the dense soldiers of the left army were attacking the city, and the soldiers in the front row set up the ladder, and then climbed up in the face of arrows and stones, and behind them were groups of soldiers ready to replenish at any time. Arrows rained down on the city, and from time to time the left army fell screaming, and in a blink of an eye it was drowned by the soldiers behind.

"Young marshal, go up, attack it." Jin Shengheng on the side shouted excitedly.

Zuo Mengeng looked at the head of the city, and sure enough, there was a group of soldiers on the left side who had climbed the city wall, and were fighting with the soldiers of the Northern Ming Army at the head of the city, and the officers and soldiers at the head of the city gradually could not resist the enemy, and retreated step by step, and more and more left troops were rushing to the city head through this gap, and hundreds of people had boarded in a short period of time.

"Okay." Zuo Mengeng's gloomy face finally became excited: "Pass the order, go down, break through Jiujiang, and the whole army will be in a big rope for three days." ”

"The young marshal has an order, break through Jiujiang, and Dasuo for three days."

"The young marshal has an order, break through Jiujiang, and Dasuo for three days."

"The young marshal has an order, break through Jiujiang, and Dasuo for three days."

This inspiring order has been passed from the small mountain bag where Zuo Mengeng was located to the foot of Jiujiang City, where the battle was fiercest. The so-called big rope is to allow soldiers to rob at will after entering the city. Hearing this order, the soldiers of the Left Army who were besieging the city were shocked, and their mouths all screamed, they became rebellious, naturally they had no loyalty and patriotism, everything was for the wealth of women.

The junior officer in charge of the herald tore open the broken gong and shouted: "When you enter Jiujiang, you have money, wine and women. If you can't get in, you can't eat hot shit~~ Brothers, kill it! ”

The left army that has already attacked the head of the city is even more red-eyed, and I can't wait to kill the North Ming army that I hate in front of me immediately, and then enter the city to rob it, Jiujiang is located in the main road of land and water, and it is the land of fish and rice, it has always been prosperous, if you can grab the advanced city, there are naturally many benefits.

"Spread out." A majestic voice roared

Hearing this voice, the city head is desperately resisting, but the retreating Northern Ming officers and soldiers are like amnesty, hurriedly flashed to the left and right, the city head suddenly has an open space, the left army is overjoyed, the officers and soldiers gave up resistance, and are about to rush forward, but the scene that catches their eyes makes them pause forward, less than 20 steps ahead of the row of neat columns of officers and soldiers, these officers and soldiers are armed with muskets

Seeing the black musket aimed at him, the left army in front was frightened and desperately wanted to retreat, but the soldiers in the rear did not know the situation and were still squeezing forward.

"Shoot!"

Bang, bang, bang

After the first round of gunfire, the left army column at the front was suddenly miserable, like a piece of gnawed bread sunken into a large area, and the bodies of many soldiers were beaten into a sieve by iron pellets, and blood gushed water. This round of gunfire cleared the minds of those left troops who were trying to enter the city to rob a little, and the left army, which had been trying to squeeze forward just now, stopped, but immediately someone shouted: "Brothers, their muskets have been spared for a round, don't be afraid, rush." ”

As soon as this punch word came out, another bang, bang, bang gunfire rang out, and the second round of shooting of the Beiming officer corps began, and the queue that had just gathered in front of the left army was dented again.

The third round, the fourth round, the officers and soldiers of the musket shooting endlessly, the front officers and soldiers handed the musket after shooting, and took a gun that had been loaded with ammunition, and started aiming again, and so on after the fourth round of shooting, most of the left army that had climbed the city wall had fallen in a pool of blood, and the rest of the people no longer had the fighting spirit, desperately retreated, and immediately climbed down the stairs when they arrived at the stomping, some people could not find the stairs, in a hurry, they jumped directly from the city, and at this time the corpses under the city were piled up, As long as you fall on the corpse, you can save a small life, and no one wants to stay in the city and be beaten into a sieve by the muskets of the officers and soldiers.

Zuo Mengeng saw that the soldiers had already attacked the city, and was laughing with the left and right relaxedly, and saw that the subordinates who had rushed up fell down like dumplings, and the city was filled with gunsmoke, and he shouted in his mouth: "Not good, musket." As soon as he moved his feet, he accidentally stepped on a small rock with his right foot, and his body stumbled and fell backwards.

Fortunately, Li Guoying was in a hurry and stretched out his hand to hold Zuo Mengeng, otherwise Zuo Mengeng would have to fall to the ground and fall to the sky.

"Young marshal, young marshal." The rest of the generals also hurriedly surrounded Zuo Mengeng and shouted loudly.

Before the smoke of gunpowder dissipated at the head of the city, the sound of muskets rang out again like popping beans, and the left army that was climbing up the ladder fell down one after another.

"Bell, bell, bell." The sound of gold sounded, and the left army retreated like a tide, leaving thousands of corpses on and off the city.

"Hateful, hateful, hateful!" Zuo Mengeng shouted three times, and then a mouthful of blood surged and he fainted

In the handsome tent, Zuo Mengeng was lying on the couch with a pale face, a Lang Zhong closed his eyes slightly, shook his head from time to time, and put two fingers on Zuo Menggeng's pulse, and was checking Zuo Menggeng's pulse.

After a long time, General Lang put down the hand of the pulse, and Jin Shengheng hurriedly asked: "Lang Zhong, how is my young marshal's illness, is it serious?" ”

"Back to this military master, the young marshal is in good health, but there are many old injuries on his body, this time he is angry and angry, and he has affected the old injuries, this disease ......" Lang Zhong shook his head, his face was full of spitting.

"What the hell is this disease, you say." Li Guoying urged, "If you want precious medicinal materials such as ginseng, deer antler, bear bile, and ganoderma lucidum, we have everything in our army!" ”

Lang Zhong shook his head and said: "Back to the military master, it is not difficult to say that the young marshal is sick and difficult, it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult, the key is to recuperate with peace of mind, not to have too many mood swings, if it is irritable, it will make it worse, this time the villain prescribes a prescription, as long as he catches the medicine according to the prescription, the young marshal will be fine after taking a few doses of medicine, but if it is done again, it will not be so easy." ”

Hearing that it was okay, Li Guoying, Jin Shengheng and all the general soldiers who came to visit the sick looked relieved, if the young marshal had three longs and two shorts, this army would soon disperse.

"Go down and open the recipe, and get the reward." Li Guoying said

"Thank you, Master Jun!" Lang Zhong hurriedly got out of the big tent

After Lang Zhong went down, Li Guoying and others started to worry again, if you want the young marshal's mood not to fluctuate too much, the only way to take Jiujiang is to take it as soon as possible, but Jiujiang is not so easy to take, in the first seven or eight days, Jiujiang has been dealing with cold weapons in addition to twenty defensive cannons, and now it is about to be breached, a large number of muskets suddenly appeared in the city, judging from the sound, there are at least thousands of muskets, and these thousands of muskets alone are already difficult to deal with, who knows if Yang Tinglin and Liu Guangyin will have any backhands in Jiujiang City.

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sudden report from Tanma, "The reinforcements of the Northern Army have arrived in Ruichang!" ”

"How many soldiers and horses are there?" Jin Shengheng asked hurriedly

"About 50,000 horses." The spy replied

"Who's the boss?" Li Guoying asked

"Look at the big handsome flag, it should be Song Youliang personally leading the army!" The spy replied

"Hahaha~~ God help me!" Zuo Mengeng jumped up from the couch, "As long as this Song boy is destroyed, the world will change hands again!" After that, Zuo Mengeng immediately ordered someone to wear armor and prepare a horse for himself, he wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of three-headed and six-armed Song Youliang who had been rampant in the world for many years!

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Hearing the sound of drums coming from far and near, Zuo Mengeng, Jin Shengheng, Li Guoying and others on the mountain all looked in the direction of the official road.

It was just before noon, and the golden sunlight poured down from the zenith, and the official road was soon filled with the glittering sheen of helmets and weapons, forming a river of metal. Above this silver river, countless bright red helmets pointed straight into the sky like sharp swords, and the dense blades of spears between them shook rhythmically forward.

The rumbling footsteps shook the earth, and the cheerful drums fluttered around the ranks like a nimble bird, along with the flaming red flag. Zuo Mengeng, Jin Shengheng, Li Guoying and others were stunned for a moment, they were like statues erected on the mountain, stiff and incomprehensible.