Chapter 7: The Peasant Army's Old Enemy
Li Zicheng did carry the black cauldron.
Hong Chengchou and Chen Tong, the county magistrate of Xixiang County, were both Jinshi in the 44th year of Wanli, and the two were still sons and daughters. Hong Chengchou's son, Hong Shiti, married Chen Xianling's daughter-in-law.
At the end of Chongzhen's second year, the newlyweds returned to their parents' homes to save their relatives. Unlucky, when he encountered Zhu Shunming's revenge and surrender, he gave his life in a daze.
Li Zicheng claimed to the outside world that he had conquered the county seat of Xixiang, killed the dog county order, and rescued the people. So it's not unjust for him to carry this black cauldron.
Hong Chengchou was born in a poor family of poetry and books, traditional, conservative and pragmatic. He was already dissatisfied with what the Liukou had done, but now he has the hatred of killing his son, and he hates the Liukou even more, and he is determined to get rid of him as soon as possible.
Yang He, the governor of the three sides, presided over the pacification of the chaos in Shaanxi, with low eyes and hands, and no one around. Hong Chengchou took the initiative to ask Ying to go to suppress the bandits, but he may not be selfish.
The pacification led by Yang He was mainly based on appeasement, supplemented by suppression, and wanted to impress the liukou with sincerity and sincerity.
Hong Chengchou scoffed at Yang He's strategy. Can you eat it as a meal? The court couldn't give the rogues food, so they had to kill them all. Kill all the rebels, and the world will be peaceful.
Hong Chengchou is very pragmatic. He would not argue with Yang He about strategy, but took the initiative to go to the front-line battlefield to fight against the Liukou.
With a big stick in his hand, he has great power, whether he kills or not, isn't Hong Chengchou himself up to the final say?
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In the middle of the night, the camp suddenly opened the camp gate, and hundreds of cavalry swarmed out and rushed towards the tents of the officers and soldiers.
Oily rags were tied to the horse's tail, and smoke and fire were rising. The horses neighed and galloped wildly.
"Enemy attack, enemy attack ......"
The camp was in disarray.
Night raids are a double-edged sword. Hong Chengchou didn't expect that the rogues would dare to attack at night, and he was careless for a while, and he was in a hurry.
The cavalry of the border army from Datong quickly gathered, and they used their weapons to defend nervously, but they did not dare to run around. Who knows if they will be hacked to death by their nervous colleagues as enemies who attack at night.
Camping at night is the most afraid of camp howls.
The infantry is far behind. The infantry were all military households mobilized by Hong Chengchou from various guards. It is okay to defend the city, fight a good battle, and deal with the homeless, but as soon as you encounter hard stubble, or the camp that is taboo for camping, you will panic one by one and do not know the essentials.
What's more, the soldiers who were forced by the shadow of the cup bow and snake to wave their guys and slash at their colleagues. Under the chain reaction, the infantry camp was suddenly chaotic, and there was no head and no brain, and there were countless casualties.
By dawn, the camp calmed down, and the losses were counted, with four or five hundred casualties among officers and men. The casualties are greater than those in the battle against the Rogue.
What's even more annoying is that the rogues didn't attack the camp at all, but played a fire horse formation. Two or three hundred horses, in exchange for four or five hundred casualties among officers and men, and a sharp drop in morale, was indeed a good deal.
Li Zicheng's tactics and ability to grasp the fighter are still quite strong.
He saw that the officers and soldiers were arrogant and arrogant, and if they did not take the righteous army seriously, their defenses would definitely be empty.
He made up his mind to go into the mountains, and it was a burden to carry the horses with him. As soon as the fire horse formation came out, it not only disrupted the deployment of officers and soldiers, but also took advantage of the chaos to disappear into the night with his descendants.
Hong Chengchou's face was blue, and Cao Bianjiao and Du Wenfei were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.
Standing in the empty camp of the army, Hong Chengchou couldn't wait to scold, and he had the heart to kill Du Wenfei.
"Chase, chase to the edge of the sky, and kill all the rogues." Hong Chengchou finally calmed himself down, and murderous words popped out from between his teeth.
Cao Bianjiao and Du Wenfei glanced at each other and didn't dare to answer.
Entering the mountains to pursue the enemy, the cavalry lost its mobility and lost its combat effectiveness.
Du Wenfei's guards suffered a lot of casualties, it was a period of low morale, how could they dare to enter the mountain? The rogues who enter the mountains are all bandits among the bandits, and they may kill back at any time. Guards are not necessarily their opponents.
"My lord," Cao Bianjiao said cautiously, "the number of rogues who abandoned their horses and fled must not be large. However, there is still a camp next to the Liukou, and there must be a large number of wounded soldiers and their families stranded, as well as the broken people, it is better to ......"
Hong Chengchou calmed down, and also knew that it was a stupid move to go into the mountains to chase the enemy now, so he nodded slightly and said: "The rogues are stubbornly resisting according to the village, but they are really stubborn, and they should be eliminated and completely eliminated." β
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The Nine Squad camp did have a large number of people stranded.
In addition to the more than 200 personnel of the Ninth Team, four or five hundred people were added, including men, women, children, the elderly, the sick and the disabled.
Zhu Shunming's face was gloomy, he didn't expect Li Zicheng to be so unresponsible.
Tian Jianxiu's face was pale, and he looked at Zhu Shunming, who was silent. The old battalion had only wounded soldiers, women and children, and almost no combat effectiveness, all of which were burdensome. Only Zhu Shunming's nine teams were able to fight.
But the soldiers of the ninth team were all new recruits, had not experienced combat, and the training time was very short. More importantly, Tian Jianxiu felt that Zhu Shunming's training method was unreliable. Standing in line and running all day long, can you fight?
However, the fate of hundreds of women and children, whether to fight or surrender, depends on Zhu Shunming's decision.
Of course, now Tian Jianxiu doesn't know that Hong Chengchou has already killed in Hancheng. As long as the exiles and homeless people who attacked the city fell into the hands of the officials and soldiers, whether they were captured or surrendered voluntarily, they were all executed on the spot.
Zhu Shunming knew Hong Chengchou's ruthlessness. In later generations, the butcher of Hong who was tied with Zeng shaved his head, but he killed Li Zicheng and fled in embarrassment, killed Zhang Xianzhong and had to enter Sichuan, and killed no more thieves on the ground in Shaanxi.
"Raise the blood flag and fight to the death." Zhu Shunming gritted his teeth, completely revealing his hideous and violent side.
"If you want Lao Tzu's life, it depends on whether you have a good pair of teeth." Zhu Shunming smiled fiercely, like a trapped beast.
Li Cuiwei sat in the corner with a gloomy expression. She understood her father's move to abandon them. But understanding does not mean forgiveness.
It turns out that you can be abandoned.
She glanced up at Zhu Shunming, who exuded a strong murderous aura, and actually felt safe.
Zhu Shunming sat quietly, without the panic or radicalism of a young man, only the violent aura contained in his body continued to diffuse, making him like a beast about to attack.
Tian Jianxiu couldn't help but be amazed when he saw Zhu Shunming issuing orders in an orderly manner, but he didn't expect Zhu Shunming, who was like his son and nephew, to have this ability.
At the moment of the great enemy, Zhu Shunming is very calm. First of all, he imposed wartime control on the camps, the uniform distribution of food, the priority supply of soldiers who fought in battle, the fact that the camp was not allowed to move around, and no one had special privileges.
Zhu Shunming divided the nine teams into three squads, led by Li Dingguo and Liu Wenxiu. He personally led the reserve team with Wang Xing and other veteran officers and soldiers.
"The official dogs outside are going to kill us all, and the copiers who have eggs will do it with them." Zhu Shunming held a mobilization meeting: "In order to eat enough now, in order to marry a beautiful lady in the future, take out your strength to breastfeed, and fuck his mother's ......"
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At that time, the officers and men began to attack the camp of the ninth team.
The camp of the nine teams is not large, but the choice of places to camp is very particular.
The camp is surrounded by deep cliffs on two sides, high mountains on one side, and flat land only on the east side.
The flat land had long been dug by Zhu Shunming into a huge trench, and there was only a narrow wooden bridge leading to the camp.
The earthwork of the trench was piled up on one side to form a low wall. The bridgehead was piled up into a small fortress.
The officers and men did not pay attention to the camp of the Ninth Brigade. Tens of thousands of rogues were almost wiped out by them, and a camp of a few hundred people is not a piece of cake? One charge can be taken.
The guards carried improvised ladders and shouted and swarmed up. When they reached the wooden bridge, the group had to crowd together and pass in turn.
"Whoosh......"
When the soldier who had struck the head heard the sound of an arrow, he fell headlong into the trench.
There was still no sound from the rogue position on the opposite side, like a giant beast with its mouth open and waiting for its prey to come to the door.
The guards were stunned for a moment, and then they were furious, and they dared to resist?
"Break the camp, kill all the thieves, divide the fucking money, play with their women......"
The guards were like being beaten with chicken blood, and they suddenly came up with vigor and rushed vigorously.
ββ¦β¦ Sou...... Sou...... Whoosh......"
Arrows kept coming, the wooden bridge became a bridge, and officers and soldiers continued to fall into the trench with arrows. The officers and soldiers who did not immediately lose their breath wailed and screamed, struggling to climb up.
Several attempts, dozens of dead and wounded, but they failed to pass even the wooden bridge.
Hong Chengchou had a dark face, turned his head to Du Wenfei and said, "This is how your guards fight on weekdays?" β
Du Wenfei was sweating profusely, and said in fear: "I think they were negligent in the battle formation, and they accidentally fell into the anti-thief ...... for a while."
Hong Chengchou showed a hint of a smile. The way of the royal majesty should be both grace and power.
"After this battle, the old man will definitely ask for credit for you. I also hope that everyone will perform their duties and work together to eliminate the bandits in front of you in one go. β
"Thank you, sir." All the officers were grateful.
Du Wenfei personally led the team, and all the guards pressed on.
Du Wenfei was born in a family of military attachΓ©s, although he is much inferior to his cousin Du Wenhuan, but he also has some real talents.
When he saw that the anti-thieves on the other side were silent, but the counterattack was resolute and decisive, he knew that he had encountered a hard stubble. A dog that doesn't bark bites fiercely.
Du Wenfei slowed down the attack and began to fill in the trenches. The guards carried the burdens of earth, stones, and wood, and carefully approached the trench, threw them in, turned around and ran away.
The anti-thieves' counterattacks were sporadic, resolute and effective.
From time to time, cold arrows were fired, and almost no arrows were missed, and there were always officers and soldiers who fell to the ground with arrows, wailing in pain.
Du Wenfei saw it clearly, and the arrows shot out from the earthworks on the other side of the wooden bridge. There are not many shooters, only three or five. But they shot with great accuracy, like a roll call, shooting and killing the officers and soldiers on the other side one by one.
This is a sniper trained by Zhu Shunming.
Four men with shooting talent were selected from among the 200 soldiers, and the focus was on cultivating sniper tactics. They did not use the usual longbow, but a strong crossbow that had been improved by Zhu Shunming.
Zhu Shunming gave them the training of modern snipers, including observation, shooting, concealment, survival in the wild, patience and other items. Now is the time to put their training to the test.
It's a pity that the range of the crossbow is too close, and it is far from the thrill and shock of a sniper rifle taking a person's head from a distance of a thousand kilometers.
In this way, Du Wenfei's guards filled in the trenches, killing and wounding more than 300 people.
The officers and soldiers were afraid and hated these guys who released cold arrows, held back their anger, and vowed to break their bodies into thousands of pieces.