Hancheng is the eastern gate of Shaanxi, close to the Yellow River. To the north is Yan'an Mansion, the hometown of Li Zicheng, Wang Zishun and others.

The north gate is high, open and flat, suitable for the deployment of the army. Li Zicheng has been attacking the north gate.

Zhu Shunming was fortunate to witness the siege warfare in the era of cold weapons.

Dozens of groups of rebels carried ladders and spread out at the two-mile-wide north gate, braving arrows, sassal wood, rolling stones, boiling water, and gold juice, and rushed forward in complete disregard.

The axe man stood behind him, unceremoniously slashing the retreating and fleeing soldiers.

From time to time, soldiers were hit by arrows and fell to the ground, from time to time, soldiers were smashed into meat sauce by rolling stones, and some soldiers were poured head-on with boiling water and gold juice, and they howled in pain. But more ladders were built on the walls, and the iron hooks on the ladders were firmly hooked to the top of the wall.

The nimble soldier with a single knife in his mouth, using his hands and feet at the same time, soon appeared at the head of the city, which was less than three feet high.

There were not many officers and soldiers in the city, but they fought to the death. They advanced and retreated in an orderly manner, and three or two people formed a battle group back to back, without the slightest panic.

Zhu Shunming felt that something was wrong. It's clearly fishing. Lead the enemies to the city in batches, divide and surround them, and annihilate them one by one.

Li Zicheng and the others did not find the strangeness in it, and they were still excited.

"Lao Tian, change the old camp and take Hancheng in one go. Go into the city to eat meat, drink wine in large bowls, and divide the money in large scales. Li Zicheng waved his hand, full of spirit.

"My lord, I'll do it too." Li Guo rubbed his hands and asked Zhandao.

"What city did the cavalry attack? Nonsense. Li Zicheng reprimanded: "The whole army is ready to fight and be ready to pursue at any time." ”

"When the time comes, they will all rob up all the beauties......," Li Guo muttered.

The horn of the offensive sounded again. Stepping on the corpses of their colleagues, the soldiers of the old battalion quickly attacked under the city walls.

Most of the soldiers and horses in the old battalion were the border troops brought out by Li Zicheng when he started from Ganzhou, and they were skilled in skills and tactics, loyal and fierce. Li Zicheng has always asked them to guard the camp as his last barrier.

The combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the old battalion is really strong. The soldiers who attacked the city were particularly strong, and the battle group of two or three officers and soldiers was no match for an old battalion soldier.

The officers and soldiers were losing and retreating, and the invading army was about to occupy the city wall. The capture of Hancheng is only a snap of a finger.

At this time, the head of the city suddenly changed, a big flag was raised, and the big word "Hong" fluttered in the wind. The officers and men cheered, the number of people multiplied, and the situation suddenly turned upside down.

The rebel army that attacked the city was constantly left behind, and they were defeated and retreated; The ladder was stabbed over by a long pole, and the rebel soldiers on the ladder fell from mid-air, and the ladder fell heavily on them; Rolling stones rained down, and the soldiers of the dense old battalion suffered heavy casualties.

"Withdraw the army, Mingjin withdraws the army......" Li Zicheng was shocked and very annoyed: "MD, the ...... of the official dog"

After the defeat, the whole camp was gloomy.

Counting the casualties, there were more than 500 soldiers in the old battalion, and nearly 300 casualties, and even Tian Jianxiu was injured internally.

"Who is this 'Hong' flag? Too TM insidious. Lao Tzu is going to skin him......" Liu Fangliang said hatefully.

"Ten thousand pieces of broken corpses are fed to the dogs......"

"Dig up his ancestral grave ......"

"Eighteen generations of his ancestors......"

Everyone cursed and vented their dissatisfaction and fear in their hearts, but they couldn't come up with a better way.

The next day, Li Zicheng went to the camp of Wang Zishun to plead guilty.

"Humble and incompetent, failed to capture Hancheng." Li Zicheng hated: "Who is this general surnamed Hong who is guarding the city?" So insidious and cunning! ”

"Shaanxi political envoy to participate in the politics of Hong Chengchou." Wang Zishun comforted: "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and there is no need to worry about the generals." Wait to break Han Cheng, capture Hong Chengchou alive, and cut him with a thousand knives. ”

Break Hanseong? Easier said than done. Look at this Hong Chengchou's use of soldiers, he is old and vicious, calm, brave and strategic; There are no less than 1,000 troops in the city, all of which are strong troops; The walls of Hanseong are intact and the defense facilities are complete.

The more Li Zicheng thought about it, the more frustrated he became. Attacking fortifications is not the strong point of the righteous army, so why bother to fight with officials and dogs in the small Hancheng? He was born to understand.

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"My lord, it's not good," the scout stumbled in, shouting, "General Wang's men and horses have withdrawn......

"What?" Li Zicheng turned over and got up from the bed and scolded: "The son of a bitch, Shun, actually used Lao Tzu as a backrest. ”

Li Zichengbu is not only a back, but also a vote, and the prince is obedient to Zhao'an's vote.

"Oh no," another scout shouted and ran into the tent: "The gates of Hancheng are wide open, and the official dogs have been killed......"

When Li Zicheng came to the outside of the camp, he couldn't help but gasp.

In the bitter cold wind, the officers and soldiers formed a neat formation under the city walls, with the cavalry in front and the infantry behind.

That's right, it's cavalry. Nearly a thousand cavalry stood silently, almost silent, only white steam coming out of their mouths and noses. The atmosphere of slaughter could be felt from two miles away.

Fuck Hong Chengchou, did Lao Tzu dig your ancestral grave? made such a big formation, and it was clear that he was waiting for Lao Tzu. Damn Prince Shun, put Lao Tzu together.

In the weather where dripping water turned into ice, Li Zicheng sweated.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack ......" The tense horn sounded hurriedly in the camp, and the whole camp was in chaos. The soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers. Many more soldiers couldn't even find their clothes and weapons.

"Toot ......"

Officers and soldiers sounded the horn of the attack.

The sound of small footsteps gradually became uniform, and the speed became faster and faster, and the earth trembled with it, and time and space seemed to freeze.

"Array, array......"

"Cavalry prepares, cavalry ......"

"Run......"

"Shoot, shoot, shoot ...... me"

"Come back, you TM give me back......"

The camp was in chaos, and it was completely impossible to organize a decent resistance.

The cavalry quickly killed in front of them, and the banner of the word "Cao" was particularly conspicuous.

The cavalry at the head slashed across their sabers and sped past the frightened rebels. The rebels were motionless, blood oozed from their necks, and soon they became bloodshots, and suddenly blood spurted out of their necks like a fountain, and their heads flew up and fell to the ground, still with a stunned expression.

The officers and soldiers and cavalry were like hot sharp knives inserted into butter, penetrating the camp of the invading army like a bamboo, without hindrance.

After killing a transparent cavalryman, he turned his horse's head and reflexively killed back.

Li Zicheng, under the escort of his own soldiers, fought and retreated, retreating to Peony Mountain in the northwest.

Li Guo, Liu Fangliang and other fierce generals gradually gathered, gathered around Li Zicheng, and killed together towards Peony Mountain.

The Ming cavalry was in hot pursuit.

Zhu Shunming already knew the news of Li Zicheng's fiasco, and the Ninth Team Camp issued a first-level combat readiness alert.

The camp of the nine teams was built on the corner of the main camp, less than a mile from the old camp.

After staying for a long time, the camp of the ninth team has been built into a semi-permanent fortification by Zhu Shunming, and the defense facilities are complete, the wall of the wall has been increased to two zhang, and the wooden wall is also covered with loess.

On the other hand, the battalion, because the soldiers of the old battalion attacked Hancheng suffered heavy casualties, Tian Jianxiu also suffered internal injuries, and he did not pay attention to the construction of the camp, so the defense capability was very weak.

At noon, Li Zicheng's defeated soldiers fled back to the camp one after another. Some of the frightened soldiers continued to flee deeper into the mountains.

Li Zicheng returned to the camp, and as soon as he sat down to drink saliva, the cavalry of the official army pursued him to the gate.

The cavalry of the officers and soldiers who had been defeated only had a few horses and dared to attack the guarded battalion.

Tian Jianxiu commanded with injuries and shot these stunned cavalrymen into maces. But the morale of the officers and soldiers can be seen.

The officers and cavalry gathered more and more. He did not continue to attack the wall, but chased and killed the homeless people outside the wall. Unarmed old and weak women and children died wailing, despairing, joyful or painful under the trampling of iron hooves, with a curse on the world.

At the end of the Shen period, the banner of the word "Hong" came slowly.

Hong Chengchou is thirty-seven years old, which is the golden period of a man's life.

Medium height, thin and serious, neat and gentle, typical of the image of a weak scholar. Facing the corpses of the displaced people everywhere, Hong Chengchou didn't blink his eyes and turned a blind eye.

"Have the outer thieves been cleaned up?" Hong Chengchou's face was expressionless, and his tone was calm and relaxed.

"Lord Qiyu, the thieves have been frightened, and most of them bow down and surrender on their knees." Cao Bianjiao replied.

Hong Chengchou shook his head and said: "A thief for one day, a thief for life." Thieves are accustomed to plundering, and they must not be able to produce with peace of mind. He will change day by day, and he will repeat. In addition, the court is powerless to appease, and there are empty orders without substance, which will make the thieves resentful, and sooner or later there will be changes. It's not as good as ......."

Cao Bianjiao was shocked. What a ruthless reader.

"Go ahead and execute it." Hong Chengchou's tone was flat, and there was no fluctuation at all.

Cao Bianjiao is a standard professional soldier, obeying orders, regardless of right or wrong.

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"My lord, the officers and soldiers are killing prisoners." Li Guo said in a panic: "They are going to kill them all." We didn't offend this Hong Chengchou? Why are you keeping an eye on us? ”

Li Zicheng and others also felt strange. There are more rebels than they are famous. Burning the lamp Wang Jiayin, Zhang Cunmeng, who does not stick to the mud, and Zijin Liang Wang for his own use, which one is not more famous and powerful than Li Zicheng?

Could it be that Hong Chengchou picks up soft persimmons and pinchs? But looking at his appearance of scheming and killing everything, it is a little different.

"Into the mountains, let's go into the mountains." Li Zicheng made up his mind: "It seems that this Hong Chengchou is not good. Let's give up our belongings and travel lightly into the mountains. ”

"My lord, what ...... The family members of the camp ......" Tian Jianxiu hesitated: "...... And the wounded brother ......"

"Stay in the green mountains, don't be afraid of no firewood." Li Zicheng said: "I heard that the fortifications of the Ninth Team are doing well, it is better to transfer the family members and injured brothers to Brother Zhu." Let's look for fighters on the periphery. There are defensible cities inside, and there are soldiers that can be fought outside, which may be able to drag down the officials and dogs. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Tian Jianxiu hesitated for a moment, and then made up his mind: "I'll stay." Brother Zhu may not be able to command those veteran oils. And my injuries are not healed, and I have difficulty moving. ”

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The official army battalion, the Chinese army's big tent.

Hong Chengchou looked at the official letter sent by Yang He, the governor of the three sides, shook his head and sighed: "Pedanty, stupid. If the thieves are not killed, there will be endless troubles. ”

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his bosom and read it carefully, his cold face showing pain and hatred. "Li Zicheng, if you kill me Ti'er, how can I easily forgive you?"

Hong Chengchou is nearly forty years old and has only one son, Hong Shiti, but unfortunately died in the hands of the rogue. Hong Chengchou hated that he couldn't break the corpse of the rogue who killed his son.

Li Zicheng himself didn't know when he killed Hong Chengchou's son.