Chapter 118: Capture the City
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Xu didn't sleep well yesterday, Zhao Yuan, who was standing outside the camp, rubbed his eyes, yawned, and held a crooked red tassel gun in his arms, his face was full of sleepiness. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"I said, Yuanzi, how much did you lose last night? Why don't people have any energy at all? ”
"Don't mention it, I didn't stop ...... half a penny"
Resting outside the camp, although he is guarding the camp gate, but Zhao Yuan does not have any consciousness of guarding the camp, in fact, for him who finally escaped from the mouth of the Cantonese bandits, this was pulled by the government, and it is an errand to deal with, in his opinion, since the Cantonese bandits went to Jiangning along the river, then on the border of Hubei, there will be anyone who is so blind to fight the burned and looted Wuchang Mansion.
This place has no food, no money, and even no people, who falls on it, it is all a burden, Zhao Yuan, who has read books for a few years, naturally knows this, so he just treats this errand as a coping, in fact, how many people in this big camp are not coping with things, that is, Chu Yong, the battalion of the Chinese army, is not also drinking and gambling all day long, and the city of Wuchang is empty, otherwise these hills and girls will be harmed again.
Qiu Ba ...... This word just came out of his heart, and Zhao Yuan realized that he was not also Qiu Ba wearing a uniform.
"Dog...... God, I can't gamble anymore, I have to save a few months' military salary and send it out, no matter what, I have to get rid of this Ding Yong's identity...... Hey, it's really insulting! ”
There were insulting private texts on his lips, but Zhao Yuan obviously ignored the reality that he had not taken the children's examination at the age of twenty-eight, but he still had a sense of psychological superiority over this soldier.
Just half leaning on the wooden fence, half-squinting and dozing off Zhao Yuan, while thinking about how to go to this Ding Yong's recruitment in the future, and how to study hard to gain fame after returning home, faintly, in that dream, he seemed to dream of winning the champion and parade on the street.
The galloping horses...... No, that, there are so many champions, thousands of horses galloping, shouldn't it be the joy of all the people...... Hey, is this the sound of horses' hooves?
Finally opened his eyes, Zhao Yuan saw that on the street in front of him, among the ruins and ruins behind the burning of the city, a group of horses was rushing in the direction of the camp.
That's where this came from?
Could it be a horse team from Jingzhou?
In his doubts, the horse team had already rushed from far and near, and before he could see the man on horseback, when the horse was near, he saw the right hand on the horse's back raised.
"Horn!"
In the deafening sound of horses' hooves, this somewhat dull gunfire didn't seem to be very eye-catching, and Liu Xiaosan, who was still pulling with Zhao Yuan, suddenly had a ball of blood gushing out of his chest.
"Ouch, my ......"
Zhao Yuan almost instinctively threw away the red tassel gun and ran towards the nearby ruined wall, where he was still anxious about other things.
"My mother is ......"
In the camp, when the lazy soldiers who had been sunburned in the warm winter sun heard the deafening horses' hooves, before they could react, they saw a burst of red, black, and blue chestnut shadows rushing in from outside the camp gate.
Even though some brave men finally picked up the red cherry guns under the shouts of the battalion officers and sentry officers, the horse team over there was a random fight, and the sound of gunfire and horse hooves echoed in the camp, and those soldiers who tried to block with red tassel guns or big knives were knocked to the ground by the random guns in the first time.
"Horn ......"
At the same time as knocking over a Qing army with a shot, Deng Mingshao, who realized that the pistol had been emptied, immediately pulled out a riding knife from the saddle, this riding knife was not an ordinary waist knife or lancet, but a Western-style saber made by the blacksmith in Huangzhou according to the knife pattern provided by the marshal, and the thin and long saber was wheeled on the horseback, which was more comfortable than the waist knife.
"Kill ......"
Shouting to kill in his throat, his body pressed the horse's neck and leaned forward, staring at the Qing army in front of him, Deng Mingshao's hand rose and fell, and with the impact of the war horse, he cut down a person, this is the difference between the cavalry with a knife, there is no need to exert force at all, the role of the arm is to hold the saber tightly to prevent it from falling off, as for the slashing - all handed over to the speed, handed over to the war horse.
In the chop, the arm is connected with the saber, and the moment he jumps over the corpse on the ground, he chops off the head of another person, as if he were cutting down a straw man with a knife on the training ground, in fact, it is simpler than a grass cutter.
In fact, after this group of cavalry rushed into the camp, like a tiger coming down the mountain, they rushed into the flock of sheep at once, not to mention ordinary soldiers, it was some officials, but also in the moment of listening to the sound of horses' hooves and gunfires, they turned around and fled in a panic, escaping, which is almost human instinct.
At noon, an astonishing scene was staged outside this gate - thousands of terrified warriors were driven by more than 100 cavalry and fled to Wuchang City.
"Run...... The Cantonese thieves have been killed......"
It was almost an instinct, and the fear of being burned and coerced was evident in the bravery of these ordinary people a few days ago, and at this time they still had the courage to resist, and all they could think of was one thought, to escape...... fled into the city, and fled into the city.
"Cantonese and Cantonese bandits called......"
When thousands of Ding Yong fled towards the city gate, Ding Dayong on the city wall was already trembling with fright, and the Cantonese bandits called...... Just when I don't know who started the cannon shot, the sharp-eyed Ding Dayong had already thrown away the red tassel gun, and the people ran towards the city quickly.
Someone took the lead, naturally someone will follow, the city wall itself is Ding Yong who was forcibly recruited, there will be a dead guard, see that someone took the lead in escaping, all of them have dropped the tassel gun waist knife in their hands, and fled to the city, most of them are Wuchang locals, knowing that as long as they go down to the city, hide among those broken walls, let him be a bandit, an official army, it has nothing to do with them, as long as they can survive.
The trumpet cannon on the head of the city stopped after two sounds, seeing any movement in the city, the thousands of Ding Yong under the city desperately fled to the city, Zhao Fengguo didn't know that the opportunity was coming, leading two companies of reserves, ready to support him almost immediately drew his saber.
"Brothers, ...... with Lao Tzu"
When the words fell, he struck the horse with the back of his sword, and rode his horse forward, and the cavalry behind all roared and whipped the horse, and rushed into the city with the battalion commander. Although it is only a few hundred rides, for a while, it causes the impact of thousands of horses galloping.
Although all the inside and outside of this Wuchang were burned, but the road was still a bluestone road, the horseshoe stepped on the bluestone slab to make the "da-da" sound is very amazing, under the trampling of thousands of hooves, there was a deafening feeling of ten thousand horses galloping, the roaring horse's hooves even like thunder, overshadowing the horn cannon on the city wall, like thunder rushed to the city......
"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”
The roar of hundreds of cavalry was even terrifying in the dust, but its roar was far more terrifying than the roar produced by the thousands of hooves running, and at this time, the entire Wuchang Mansion seemed to shake with the horses' hooves.
The cavalry team, which ran like a whirlwind, rolled up a whirlwind on the road -- rolling up the burning dust of the roadside buildings, and in the dust, hundreds of cavalry created the illusion of thousands of troops and horses, and in the eyes of the people, it intensified the fear in the hearts of the people, and in the eyes of those soldiers who had managed to escape from the tiger's mouth, they were even more glad that they had fled in a hurry.
For Xu Dayong, who was hiding in the ruins and ruins on the side of the road, he vaguely saw through the dust and smoke that those cavalry were mostly charging with red, black and yellow flags of all sizes when attacking. When he looked at the flying dust, it was like a dark cloud, and when he got closer, he only saw a blue shadow on horseback shouting there, and in the dust, the gunshots rang out from time to time, and if someone in front of him did not shoot and blocked the way, after a thunderous gunshot, then a group of people would suddenly fall.
"My mother-in-law ......"
His lips trembled in fright, Ding Dayong dared to look at it again, he just hurriedly took off his coat, found a corner to hide, only listened to the deafening sound of horses' hooves, and watched the horse team rush into this Wuchang City like a turbulent river, he knew that this Wuchang City must not be able to hold it......