It turned out that in yesterday's battle, although the volunteers defeated the Great Western Army through the earth-shaking thunder and captured the state of the governor of the capital, they saw that the Great Western Army was still stationed under the city, and had no intention of retreating.

Let people push the state of the governor of the Great Western Army, although the general of the defeated army, but still arrogant, actually suggested that the volunteers should return to Zhang Xianzhong, so as not to burn the jade when the time comes.

Wang Zhibang is the governor of Zhang Dingguo's left camp, and he can be regarded as a good general in the past, Yang Lin has the intention to recruit, and it is not too late to see the other party's softness and hardness, and he can't be deliberately embarrassed, but he just let people push him down and put him under house arrest, and he will be entertained with good wine and food.

Looking at Wang Zhibang's back, everyone was worried, a few days of fierce fighting, both sides suffered a lot of casualties, more than 200 people were killed in the volunteer army alone, if you add light and serious wounded, the loss of nearly 1,000 people.

There were less than 5,000 volunteers gathered under the city of Shunqing, and the casualties were more than 20 percent.

With such a good situation today, everyone thought that they could defeat the Great Western Army and lift the siege of Shunqing City, but that Zhang Dingguo led the troops in a good way, and actually turned the tide after the defeat and tried his best to ensure the safety of the army.

Everyone was gossiping, and Yang Lin was deep in thought.

If I remember it well, Zhang Xianzhong died on the Phoenix Mountain in Xichong in the north, thinking that after Zhang Xianzhong led his troops to retreat from the CD north, he garrisoned Xichong, so it seems that the Great Western Army is determined to win Shunqing City.

Now Zhang Dingguo and Bai Wenxuan are leading the main force to attack Shunqing City, and Jin Tongwu, the governor of the camp, is leading 5,000 people to attack Xishan opposite Xihe Creek.

This is not last night the south gate was brightly lit, and Bu Ning led the cavalry battalion to board the transport ships one after another and go down the river.

The next morning, they entered the hinterland of the Great Western Army through the Qu River, and under the leadership of the local squire, they attacked a post station of the Great Western Army, burned 10,000 loads of grain and grass, and then everyone boarded the ship again and set sail.

In the afternoon, everyone secretly landed ashore, and under the guidance of the banner on the West Mountain, attacked the remnants of the Great Western Army from behind, and won such a great victory, not only burning the Great Western Army's 10,000 loads of grain, but also lifting the siege of the West Mountain.

Although Zhang Dingguo and Bai Wenxuan can fight well, He never expected this kind of island-hopping tactic.

Standing on the city wall, I saw the Great Western Army retreating like a tide, and the long procession, which reached more than 20 miles, filled the roads and covered the mountains and forests.

The patriarch breathed a sigh of relief, and many people banged on the city walls, hammered weapons, and cheered loudly.

Yang Lin felt as if his whole person was almost paralyzed, and sat down again with the help of several guards, staring at the rogue who was slowly leaving, not thinking about it.

The two sides fought fiercely for several days, except for a time to retreat to the city wall, the others mostly relied on the fortifications built to defend, it can be said that the two armies fought head-on, but fortunately the volunteers still stubbornly held on.

At first, I thought that the Great Western Army was just a rabble composed of many skinny, underfed, yellow-skinned homeless people, but several days of fierce battles showed that although the soldiers were weak and not strong in training, they were like the righteous soldiers in ancient times, they were not afraid of hardships and dangers, and were not afraid of death.

The north of the city is four or five miles full of desolation, there are abandoned sheds, some burned houses, and more abandoned corpses, some of which have rotted, and the smell of corpses can be smelled from afar.

This battle gathered 5,000 volunteers, 2,000 security regiments, and 5,000 local people, although the local security regiments and local people were mainly waving flags and shouting on the sidelines, using them as suspicious soldiers, or saving the dead and protecting the wounded on the battlefield, the real battlefield was mainly the 5,000 volunteers and soldiers.

In the past few days, more than 200 people were killed in the battle, and nearly 1,000 were seriously wounded, which can be said to be one of the battles with the greatest casualties since the establishment of the Volunteer Army. In order to ensure combat effectiveness, 2,000 brave warriors were temporarily replenished from the security regiment and the local people's strong soldiers, and although the combat strength of these temporary supplements was much weaker, because they were mixed with the veterans, they were not exposed for a while, so people felt that the casualties of the volunteers were not large.

This battle also sounded the alarm for Yang Lin, in the past, the volunteers have always adopted the strategy of elite soldiers, but if they face the tactics of crowds, can these thousands of elite soldiers play their role to the greatest extent.

In this kind of battle, it is to learn from the ancient tactics of defending the city, in the face of the rogues all over the mountains, in addition to the 6,000 volunteers and 2,000 local security regiments, that is, the people in the city are organized into an army to assist in defending the city.

Taking a long breath, looking at the jubilant crowd like a festival, Yang Lin prioritized in order.

The Buning Cavalry Battalion, Chen Huaixi's Naval Army, Yao Zhijiao, and Yang Bingyi supervised the retreat of the Great Western Army, preventing the other side from killing a horse pistol or leveling the remnants of the remnants in the territory.

Chen Yingrui, Du Jigui and others led the local militia and led the local people to clean up the battlefield and dig deep pits to bury the corpses of the Liukou.

Qian Bangxin, Yang Guangtai and others recruited carpenters, made simple coffins, chose cemeteries, and buried the martyrs.

Fan Wenguang and Zhao Sixuan registered the martyrs, gave bereavement to their families, cared for the seriously injured soldiers, and arranged reasonable work for their bereavement.

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Everyone took the order to leave, Yang Lin felt a sense of emptiness, and walked around the city with a group of guards, seeing everyone unkempt, seeing Yang Lin passing by, many people stopped the horse's head, and asked when they would be able to return home again.

The two sides attacked and defended for half a month, although the home was damaged, but now it is the end of the autumn ploughing, if you can't grasp the autumn ploughing, the next year will definitely be no harvest.

In addition to making people feel the pain in their hearts, in addition to the five porridge shacks set up by the government, the rich families in the city have also set up more than ten porridge shacks.

Seeing Yang Lin passing by, the housekeeper shouted to the housekeeper, claiming that the prefect passed by the door and asked him to receive him.

The master's surname is Wang, is a fifty-year-old shopkeeper, dressed as a businessman, and lamented repeatedly, rather than a peaceful dog, not for the troubled world, now the war is in chaos, the villagers outside the city fled into the city, everyone has no life, blame the pitiful.

Yang Lin picked up the rice scoop and scooped a scoop, feeling that it was a little thicker than the official house, which may be the reason why there are fewer porridge sheds in the official mansion in the past half a month.

Feeling that his face was hot, Yang Lin smiled and asked, "Has it been like this for half a month?" Don't look at my official worship of the prefect, the porridge is very thin. ”

A sixty-year-old man next to him, with a little hunched back, arched his hand again and again: "My lord, the master is a kind family, and he has been like this for half a month."

A few days ago, the host said that now the war is in chaos, although there is a shortage of food, but it can still last for a month or two, but it can't starve the villagers. ”

Pointing to the long street, Yang Lin arched his hand and said, "Old man, you, you should be the most benevolent person in this square, and you will definitely live a long life in the future." ”

The old shopkeeper clenched his fists again and again, claiming that he did not dare to be.

The surrounding villagers disagreed, pointed to a big dart bureau in front of them and said: "My lord, if you want to talk about money, the mighty dart bureau is one of the best in Shunqing City."

The head of the workshop asked him to pay for the construction of a porridge shed, but his boss was not happy. ”

Yang Lin held the old shopkeeper's hand, turned to everyone and said, "It's really more human than human, it's infuriating." There are those who are rich, those who are benevolent, and those who are not benevolent to the rich.

The government should not become the five beetles and their accomplices, as they did in the past, but should ensure social fairness and justice, and ensure that the hard-working people not only have food, clothing, and housing, but also cannot be bullied. ”

When everyone heard Yang Lin say this, they all applauded loudly.

And the old shopkeeper even took out a pen and paper, hoping that Yang Lin could give him an inscription to leave to his children and grandchildren (just like modern times).

Yang Lin's face was flushed, but it was not easy to refuse, although he couldn't write well in his previous life, but after all, he was a showman in this life, and his words were barely passable.