Zhu Pingjin was pondering, and Cheng Xiangfeng was still gushing about the various teachings and canons of the White Lotus Sect to him.

In Cheng Xiangfeng's introduction, except for a few upper-level sect leaders, the vast majority of the White Lotus sect members were low-class poor people who couldn't see any hope. They turned their extreme dissatisfaction with society into a doctrinal expectation of the future. If the people continue to be so poor, they can find a reason for their uprising, either with the help of the White Lotus Sect's call or with the help of some other slogan. Therefore, the root cause of the problem is not in the White Lotus Sect, but in the hardships of the people's lives and the intensification of social contradictions.

Cheng Xiangfeng was right. However, the lack of spirit and faith must not simply be filled with material things, but must also dare to wage-for-tat struggles in the field of spirit and faith! In other words, grasp with both hands, and both hands should be hard!

"Mr. Cheng, since the White Lotus Sect is a cult, there are always some shocking things, right?" Zhu Pingjin asked. What he meant was that if he wanted to win in the spiritual war, he had to hold on to the pigtails of the White Lotus Sect in the propaganda and public opinion, and he had to shout and make a fuss.

Cheng Xiangfeng quickly understood the meaning of the leader's question, and immediately replied: "There are naturally a lot of shocking things!" Sectarians and bandits chant mantras, eat vegetables and demons, hold meetings on secret days (Note 1), gather crowds for fornication, and openly declare the dual cultivation of yin and yang! Imagine that in a family group, they all believe in this Maitreya and cultivate together...... Alas, hateful Lun often loses ......! ”

Oh? Zhu Pingjin squirted out a nasal voice, and his face instantly drooped.

When Cheng Xiangfeng talked about double cultivation, he suddenly remembered one thing. The princess told him a few years ago: The boring literati around his father actually advocated the dual cultivation of yin and yang in bullshit poems!

Don't...... Could it be that the cult has infiltrated the Shu Palace? Zhu Pingjin thought of this, and a drop of sweat oozed from his forehead. No, you must immediately warn your wife and mother, so that they attach great importance to the people around them and have the necessary precautions! Once the eunuchs and palace maids of the Shu Palace's mansion believe in the childless mother, what kind of disaster will it cause!

Wang Kunshan? Zhu Pingjin thought of him again. Wang Kunshan was a person close to his father in the past, and he should know more about the situation. Mom? If she knows some, she must know others...... Zhu Pingjin thought of Wang Kunshan from the double cultivation of yin and yang, and then thought of his mother who hid in Qingcheng Mountain and couldn't return to the palace, and then thought of his father-in-law, Luo Shenyi, and finally thought of his wife's ten Manchu tortures and Cao Sanbao's crocodile tears, and suddenly he strung all these clues together.

"He's M, they're all lying to me! They all know it, but I don't know! ”

Zhu Pingjin suddenly woke up.

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Shizi's face suddenly changed drastically, he gritted his teeth, Cheng Xiangfeng thought to himself that this was bad, Shizi was angered by the White Lotus Sect! He was wondering if the prince would go on a killing spree against the bandits, when the war drums beat at the bottom of the mountain, and the 10th battalion began to attack.

There are not many enemies on the top of the hill, and the area of the enemy camp is not large. On the offensive line, the slope of the hills is gentle. The 2nd and 3rd companies of the 10th Battalion, one on the left and one on the right, attacked side by side. The direction of attack is facing the river. The tactical purpose is to force the enemy to abandon his position through an oppressive frontal assault. Once the enemy broke and fled, they could only flee to Yuechishui, and then were captured alive by the cavalry guarding the rabbit.

The second and third companies arranged their respective four into a dense horizontal formation, two in front and two behind, forming an offensive depth.

The first company of the reserve baggage was not placed after the second and third companies, but formed four rows of horizontal formations from north to south. They would rush up from the flanks to support the 10th Battalion when the attack in the direction of the main attack was unfavorable.

Because of the terrain, the artillery could not be used intensively. The second and third companies each had two guns on the left and right, and the first company of the baggage had two guns in front of the formation.

As for the cavalry, the 1st Guards Company was distributed in a horse formation on the infantry and artillery flanks of the 10th Battalion, while a platoon of the 1st Cavalry Company followed the infantry, acting both as a reserve and as a horse for the prince to communicate with the front. Except for some of the guards of the second company, the rest of the rings were spread at the bottom of the mound to slash and kill any fleeing enemies.

The marching drums of the offensive beat rhythmically.

With the gentle terrain of the mountain, the infantry of the 10th Battalion, under the guidance of the battalion flag, advanced in an orderly manner as if they were on a training ground. About two hundred paces from the top of the hill, the artillery began to line up.

Zhu Pingjin snatched the binoculars back from his brother-in-law's hand and stared intently at the enemy camp. I saw that those White Lotus Sect bandits were already lying on the ground under the command of their leader.

"Damn, you still know how to defend against artillery!" Zhu Pingjin scolded secretly.

At this moment, the four cannons began to play in ensemble. Clear ballistics passed in an instant, and the sound of huge artillery was stirring through the hills, but there was no movement in the enemy camp.

"Damn, I didn't hit anything!" Zhu Pingjin scolded again.

Luo Jingyun hurriedly shouted: "Brother-in-law, the artillery is firing from the back, and the iron can easily hit the mountain." Push it closer! ”

Before Zhu Pingjin could reply, he heard the sound of the drums again, the infantry of the 10th Battalion advanced again, and the artillery began to move forward and fire positions. One cannon with about twenty people. Some of the soldiers dragged ropes, some pushed wheels, some carried cannonballs, and some carried cannons and pestles, and under the combined force, the gunwheels rolled to keep up with the rhythm of the infantry.

That's good! Zhu Pingjin affirmed Yin Jialin's command in his heart. Both infantry and new artillery are on the battlefield for the first time, and it is safe to take a little time to gain experience.

The troops advanced again sixty paces, and the artillery was put back in column, and four more shots were fired. This time, one of the shots hit the earthen wall, breaking it down and hitting an unlucky guy lying on the ground.

The results of the artillery made the soldiers of the 10th battalion shout loudly. They brandished their weapons to their heart's content, and they were as excited as if they were celebrating a holiday.

These gang of city soldiers have never seen blood! Zhu Pingjin shook his head secretly and continued to observe.

The 10th Battalion paused for a moment and continued to advance sixty paces. The infantry stopped, and the artillery was again put in column.

Zhu Pingjin has already felt Yin Jialin's tactics, that is, to advance layer by layer, fight steadily, and use the absolute superiority of troops and firepower to consume the enemy to death. He lowered his binoculars and rubbed his swollen eyes. This is the way the American soldiers played, the fire opened the way, and the infantry occupied.

But it's safe, it's just a bit of a waste. Both guns and gunpowder cost money, and they are not cheap. Zhu Pingjin decided in his heart that he wanted to clean up this group of soldiers who spent their master's money and never felt heartache - let them pick up the cannons one by one later!

After another volley of cannonballs, several large openings had appeared in the earthen wall, and there were wails in the earthen wall. The artillery was still loading, as if it was uncomfortable not to run out of shells.

One more round of artillery fire, and perhaps the morale of the bandits will collapse. In that case, the sweep would have ended perfectly with minimal casualties.

Zhu Pingjin was dreaming of a lucky general, but his brother-in-law Luo Jingyun suddenly pointed to the enemy camp and shouted loudly.

"Brother-in-law, the local thug wants to fight back!"

"Let General Yin command independently, you and I don't interfere!"

As Zhu Pingjin spoke, he hurriedly locked the camera on the enemy camp. I saw an enemy general dressed in red cotton armor jump onto the earthen wall, wave his spear into the sky, and then leap down and rush forward. Hundreds of disheveled bandits behind him rushed out together at his call.

Zhu Pingjin grunted dissatisfiedly: "What a brave general!" The timing of the charge is also spicy. Now the cannon is full of solid bullets, and you can't change it to shotguns! This is the battlefield experience, it is difficult to predict! ”

Luo Jingyun had seen thousands of local tyrants charging in formation, and he sneered at the mere 300 people. He sneered contemptuously: "Rush fast, die faster!" ”

Cannons reload faster than guns because they use silk packets, which can save time-consuming chamber cleaning procedures. The cannon was loaded, and the artillerymen hurriedly hammered the wooden wedge, pressing the muzzle of the gun. At a distance of less than thirty paces, the muzzle of the cannon was once again aimed at the swarming White Lotus Cult bandits, spewing out deadly flames and thick smoke.

The killing of solid bullets on the human body, that is devastating.

A spherical cannonball swept through Zhu Pingjian's lens, easily piercing the entire crowd, leaving behind not only dead bodies, but also rolling and crying figures. Half of the body sprayed blood, spun in the air at high speed, and then fell heavily to the ground. But the tragedy brought by the solid bullet did not stop the bandits. Regardless of casualties, they continued to rush forward desperately.

"Cavalry! What are you waiting for! Zhu Pingjin roared in a low voice.

On the edge of the Yahe River, the rebels suddenly slaughtered the Chinese army. But without waiting for Chen Youfu to take the battle, the Tianquan Tusi cavalry blew like a whirlwind, and in an instant, there were few people left alive, and the rest were easily solved by Chen Youfu's class. That scene left a deep impression on Zhu Pingjin, the first brother of the battlefield. Now that the bandits have left the camp and the battle ranks are not in order, it is a good time for the cavalry to attack, but why haven't these guards who have been practicing riding for months not attack?

Not all cavalry were in a daze. Soon, more than a dozen cavalry attacked from the flanks. They were not armed with a spear, but with a musket. As the column crossed the enemy's flank, the fire bolt thumped. Zhu Pingjin looked at it fixedly, and the effect was better than nothing: some of the bandits were frightened and began to turn around and run down the mountain.

"Brother-in-law, it's not interesting for the cavalry to shoot firearms! The horses are running, the guns are shaking, and they can't hit at all! ”

"Good thing it's a shotgun!" Zhu Pingjian's face was sweating. There is a problem with the coordination of foot, cavalry, and artillery, but it is too late to tell. The infantry of the two armies had been strangled together, and the cavalry had no distance to rush and kill.

The short spear against the long contradictory card and the big sword, originally did not have the upper hand. The dense and neat battle formation allowed the 10th Battalion, a group of urban soldiers who had never seen blood, to form an absolute advantage in the density of weapons on the front of the unit.

The bandits who rushed forward one after another were assassinated at the same time by four or five short spears from the front and back, left and right, and even if they achieved individual results, it would be an extremely short-lived victory. They were quickly stabbed through the body and fell in agony in front of the 10th Battalion. More bandits are frightened by the bloody real world. They threw down their weapons, turned and ran down the hill, unaware of the patrolling cavalry waiting for the rabbits at the bottom of the hill.

There is only one exception.

The enemy general, dressed in cotton armor and carrying a spear, took advantage of the spear commander to force back the approaching soldiers with the swinging head of the spear, and then used his nimble feet to dodge the spearhead stabbed from three sides, and then stabbed a soldier to death with a fierce force from time to time. Then swing his spear to clear a circle of space for himself to move, and stab another soldier to death.

In the face of such a fierce enemy general, the novices of the 10th Battalion were a little timid. They all held their spears and moved under their feet, but they just cowered and did not dare to step forward.

Shouts of killing and screams on the battlefield came and went. The flanks of the baggagemen rushed up with the spears of the cavalry. The spears of the cavalry were easily broken or discarded during the impact, so the baggage soldiers came out this time with a large number of spears. When the prince ordered them to be armed, these spears became their weapons as a matter of course.

Seeing the baggage soldiers rushing forward, the cavalry finally reacted. They struck with spears, but there weren't many targets left on the battlefield to be attacked.

"A team of nearly 1,000 people, watching the enemy general act alone! The 10th Battalion, these bastards! No one dared to come out to fight! ”

If it weren't for the fact that there were many followers around, Zhu Pingjin would almost have scolded. He was extremely disappointed in the 10th Battalion, and suddenly thought of disbanding and rebuilding.

Suddenly, a man in bearded iron armor holding a royal army broadsword appeared in Zhu Pingjian's shot. He waved his hand rudely through the crowd of people in his way and walked in front of the enemy general.

When they met on the battlefield, there was no nonsense, and they immediately entered a state of life and death.

I saw that the bearded ironclad man opened a few false stabs, and when the enemy general finally exerted his strength, a large arc of backhand upwards lifted the head of the enemy general's gun, and then strode forward, and the knife light was slashed down obliquely from top to bottom, from right to left. The old man with the spear in his hand, seeing that the opponent was approaching, did not dare to carry it with the barrel of the gun, and immediately retreated half a step, twisted his body, dodged the arc light that was cut, and at the same time slammed the barrel of the gun outward.

However, the opponent's move was already expected by the bearded iron armor. The Imperial Guard's broadsword deftly changed arcs again in mid-air, slashing at the barrel of the enemy general's gun.

The long knife was against the wooden pole, and the spear was suddenly broken in two. The momentum of the broadsword continued unabated, and the sharp tip of the knife cut through the cotton armor, leaving a blood groove on the enemy general's chest.

The bearded iron armor retracted the blade and roared. Dozens of soldiers who were watching the excitement rushed up and pressed the wounded enemy general to the ground.

"Good!"

Zhu Pingjin took down the binoculars, and after being suppressed for a long time, he finally made a sound.

"There are also those in the left guard who can fight tough battles!"

Note 1: Secret day, i.e. Sunday. See Wen Siyi, the day when they gathered to engage in secret activities. This was the impression that Sunday had on ordinary people when it first came to China.

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