Yang He looked at the bandit village in front of him, the Zhuangzi is quite large, built by the mountain, the mountain range is high, spreading up to ten miles from east to west, and the width from north to south is estimated to be three or four miles. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

To the west is the White Horse Lake, which is three or four miles wide from east to west, north and south, and there are large areas of barren beaches and lakes around the lake.

To the east and south of the village are plains, with occasional small hills.

Villages on the hills of the plains swelled, many of which were in ruins.

Look at the spread of the high rammed earth wall of this Jiaoshan Villa, there are village gates in the east and west, and then there are trenches dug on three sides.

Although Zhuangzi is dilapidated and many village walls have gaps, the geographical location is unique, which is better than Xin'an Village.

"Maybe after capturing this village, it can become another important development base for yourself."

Yang He thought silently in his heart, looking at the whirlwind coming from the weeds in the wilderness in front of him, red clothes and red armor and red horses, and the knights were beautiful and heroic, but they were newly harvested Pei Pochuan at night.

He galloped with a horizontal sword, reined in the reins of his horse a few steps in front of the procession, and reported in a loud voice: "Greeting, the bandits are still gathered in the village, and there is no sign of going out." ”

Yang He looked at this young man, his riding skills were very vigorous, and his skills were also very agile, but there was always a kind of sadness on his face that could not be erased.

He said, "Keep scouting." ”

Pei Pochuan crossed his hands on the horse and said, "No." ”

With his feet between the belly of the horse, he galloped away and soon disappeared into the vast barren grass.

Yang He ordered to continue the march, their 800 army approached, and when he saw the bandits, he also changed his formation, his 20 ironclad soldiers walked in the front, then the sword and shield bearers and spearmen, the firearms hands followed closely, and then the archers of each village and each village, and the rest of the young and strong people lagged behind.

Approaching 200 steps south of Jiaoshanzhuang, Yang He ordered to stop his footsteps and temporarily set up camp here.

He had already seen that on the other side of the wall, it seemed that there were battlements on three sides of Jiaoshan Villa, and along the south side of the village wall, the bandits had also set up some hanging households.

It seems that the offensive and defensive battles of Xin'anzhuang have touched them a lot, and they have also drawn gourds in the same way.

If a thousand or hundreds of bandits defend it, it is also a force that should not be underestimated.

And everyone marched all the way, the physical exertion was extremely great, and it was freezing on this day, and if they wanted to attack, they had to wait until they were full of food and drink.

After Yang He gave the order, everyone was busy, and the three hundred Zhuang Ding Zhuang who were used as auxiliaries put down their burdens, took out the tents in the inner and began to set them up, all of which were simple tents supported by wooden sticks, and these tents were mostly supported by Xin'anzhuang.

Others set up wooden racks, took firewood from their burdens, lit piles of bonfires, and hung some iron kettles with ginger tea in them.

There are also people who go to the nearby lake to fetch water, prepare to set up a big pot to make rice, and some people set up war horses to shelter from the wind and snow, everything is in order.

Soon a series of tents appeared here, and there were as many as seven or eight tents for the special medical team to rescue the wounded, as well as a cauldron of the fire pit that belonged to them.

The "crackling" sound of firewood and the raging flames quickly dispelled the chill around them.

However, the war team still did not move, especially Yang Hece still looked at the village wall on his horse, and discussed with the people around him how to attack this bandit village.

"Yang Xianggong, the bandit village is strong, how to attack?"

The speaker is Dou Xitang, the chief of the Champa Collection, a person who is quite wealthy and looks like an outsider, the Champa Collection is a large set, which is managed by several families, and each family takes turns to be the chief of the guard.

This year, it was the turn of the Dou family, and this time he also personally led the young man to come.

Zhuang Zhong was quite rich, so he rode a war horse.

There is also Dai Huiguan, the patriarch of Dai Wei, who also rode a, and the rest of the family either walked, or rode mules or donkeys.

They gathered around Yang He, seeing that the bandits and thieves did not dare to leave the village, obviously afraid of Xin'anzhuang, and seeing that Yang He's command was determined, and the army was encamped in good order, everyone surged with strong confidence, and they made suggestions one after another, and there were all kinds of theories.

Some people even say that the bandit village is strong, and it is better to attack at night, so as not to lose troops in vain.

Yang He listened with a smile, these suggestions from people who don't understand military affairs are really ridiculous and generous.

He said: "The bandits have been prepared for a long time, and the rest of the methods are useless, only to attack with dignity!" When the army had eaten, I would have the men push the shield carts, and then the firearms would shoot at their walls, the archers would suppress the cover, and then the auxiliaries would build a ladder with planks and go up the wall. ”

The rest of the masters are all bitter when they hear it, will this be too dangerous?

One of the masters said, "What if they use a gray bottle to beat stones?" It seems that the same is true of the Xinanzhuang defense. ”

Yang Hedao: "You don't have to worry, I have brought 10,000 enemies in this battle, before setting up the ladder, I will sweep away the bandits in the wall with 10,000 enemies, and then my Xin'anzhuang ironclad soldiers will climb the ladder and attack, and the rest of the sword and shield hands will keep up." ”

When the owners of each village heard this, they were relieved, and Dou Xitang, the chief of the Zhancheng Collective Protection, opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Dai Huiguan, the patriarch of Dai Wei, said in a deep voice: "You can surround the three ques and only attack the south, so that the bandits have a way to retreat, and they will not fight to the death. ”

Yang He nodded, what Dai Huiguan said is also reliable, after all, there is a well-known military general Dai Bingyue in the village.

That Dai Bingyue was still young at this time, but during the Shunzhi period, he was a martial artist, and then the official went to Huguangde to camp the capital division, and once defeated Wu Sangui, beheaded more than 3,000 levels, and moved to the right battalion of Zhending to guerrilla.

I didn't see this man in this battle, and I don't know where he is now.

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The smell of food and meat wafted from the tents, and the greasy smell wafted in the wind, making people's stomachs growl when they reached their noses.

The bonfire was blazing, the iron kettle on the top was boiling, the ginger soup and tea in it were poured, and everyone drank it separately, and the hot immediately made people feel warm all over the body.

There was also a large iron pot shelf, on which pancakes were fried, and some horse meat was boiling in the pot.

Of course, the food for this battle was uniformly distributed, and in order to boost morale, Yang He also specially transported some horse meat, so that the auxiliary soldiers could also drink some broth.

Everyone ate and drank in batches, and the horses were also pulled to the stables to feed, drink water and replenish food, and replenish their physical strength.

The two hundred steps away from the Zhuang wall were full of laughter, and both Xin'anzhuang and the remaining Zhuang Ding auxiliaries were full of confidence in the battle that was coming.

Yang He also got off the horse, and his Huanghuali official hat chair and small table were also brought over, at this time he was sitting and drinking ginger soup slowly, and Minister Yang and Han Daxia in front of him were arguing.

But they all want to attack the city as the vanguard, so who leads the army to rush to the front has become the focus of everyone's debate.

Needless to say, Minister Yang thinks that he should take the lead and rush to the front, while Han Daxia thinks that Minister Yang is still young, and it is better to accompany Yang Xianggong to protect him, he is strong, so he will lead the army to attack.

However, Han Daxia's words angered Minister Yang, and he thought that he could eat two and a half catties of rice for a meal, and he was seventeen years old this year, which was not too young.

Han Daxia's words have the taste of underestimating him.

But Han Daxia still insisted, both of them were stubborn people, and they were a little stunned, arguing and arguing as if they were going to fight.

Yang He shook his head and looked at the ironclad soldiers beside him, Zhang Chugong, Zhang Chujing, Chen Qiuao and others, all of whom were eager to try.

He was quite warm and satisfied in his heart, everyone wanted to contribute to the development of Zhuangzi, and everyone's ideas were also very simple, conquering the bandit village and strengthening themselves.

Seeing their simple, serious and trusting expressions, he thought of the future generations, when he was in charge of the company's affairs, he was also responsible for the livelihood and welfare of employees, but the later generations were okay, the company went bankrupt, and the employees at most sought their own way out.

In this troubled world, if you are not careful, you will have to worry about survival and life.

Although everyone thinks that there will be no problem in this battle, even in the spirit of contract, they trust themselves, and they should ensure their safety and survival to the greatest extent.

He tapped his fingers on a few points, and finally said, "Chen Qiuao, you will lead the team to attack." ”

Minister Yang and Han Daxia were immediately dumbfounded, and Chen Qiuao's eyes showed joy, but he was still silent, and only responded: "Yes!" ”

Yang He said again: "Chen Qiuao is in front, and the remaining ironclad soldiers must respond closely...... Zhang Chugong, Zhang Zhujing, Guan Feng, Hu Yansheng, you and other firearms players pay close attention, if there is any clue on the wall, immediately knock them down. ”

The crowd shouted in response.

Yang He also told Mi Dagu, Yang Qianzong and others of the killer team to throw several waves of 10,000 enemies to the wall before the ladder approached, and they must be thrown accurately.

Before sending out the troops, they had a special day of training, and it should be fine.

He also told Han Guan'er, Luo Xianjue and other firearms captains that they would rather fight slowly than accurately.

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At the beginning of noon, the men and horses were well fed, and Yang He ordered an attack.

Before leaving, Yang He specially issued a military order to announce military discipline on the battlefield.

Those who dare not listen to orders will be killed!

Those who dare to retreat without permission will be killed!

Those who dare to make a loud noise are killed!

Those who dare to discard their weapons are killed!

The promulgation of military orders and military discipline made the atmosphere of the battlefield calm, and the young people of each village realized that this was not child's play, and if they were not careful, they would lose their lives.

Their expressions became solemn, and they all subconsciously clenched the weapons in their hands.

Dou Xitang, the chief of the Zhancheng Collection and Protection, and others sighed when they heard this, no wonder Xin'anzhuang was able to defeat the bandits, and the promulgation of military discipline was different.

Soon, Yang He gave an order, and pushed the shield cart with a baggage team, a total of ten, and slowly forced towards the south wall of Jiaoshan Villa.

Han Guan'er's firearms team, all with their heads down, crept behind the shield cart, followed by archers from various villages, each holding a shield.

Then there is the Xin'anzhuang killer team, in addition to the long card, each person also has a leather shield round shield.

In the end, there were 300 young men from each village, and the rest were used as reserves, and they carried shields in addition to various weapons.

Yang He has 420 surplus shields in stock, and the basic soldiers can have one hand.

The baggage team finally followed behind with long ladder planks.

Ten shield carts rumbled and pushed away, and behind them were dense shields, and hundreds of troops slowly pressed towards Jiaoshan Bandit Village.

Yang He and the masters stationed their horses a hundred steps away to watch, as if they felt the atmosphere of the battlefield, and the horses under their crotches also became agitated.

The horses kept snorting, snorting thick white air from their mouths and noses, and stomped on the ground on all fours.

There are also Minister Yang, Han Daxia and other ironclad soldiers who do not move for the time being, and the iron helmets and heavy armor cloaks are just gathered by the side of Yang He.

They stood solemnly, and the nails shone in the cold winter. (To be continued.) )