Chapter 119: Petition (Asking for Recommendation)
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The sound of horses' hooves!
When the deafening sound of horses' hooves came, Jiang Zhongyuan could hardly believe his eyes, looking at the brave men who were chased and cut down by the cavalry, seeing that they didn't even have the courage to swing their swords, he even doubted that this was not Chu Yong he brought out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Is this still the "Jiang Family Army" that can't be defeated by Chu Yong?
That's right!
It was Chu Yong who fled to the forefront, although he was also wearing a "Yong" shirt, but the "Yong" on Chu Yong's chest was in regular script, while the "Yong" on Wuchang Yongding's chest was written in Lishu. In the eyes of outsiders, there seemed to be no difference, but for Jiang Zhongyuan, he could tell at a glance that those people were his disciples.
And the leader is clearly his nephew, the nephew of his family who never retreated when he was fighting with the Cantonese bandits, but he also fled.
"Jiang Ziliang,"
Jiang Zhongyuan, who rushed out of the governor's yamen with a waist knife in his hand, rushed forward and kicked him to the ground with a fierce kick.
"Uncle, run away, if you don't run away, you won't be in a hurry......"
Jiang Ziliang, who was kicked down, cried loudly after seeing the person who came clearly.
"Uncle, run away, run away......"
"How can I allow you to mess with my army's heart! If you are so cowardly, what is the use of leaving you......"
Without waiting for the nephew to finish speaking, Jiang Zhongyuan cut off the nephew's head with a knife in his hand, and then he shouted at his own soldiers.
"Stop them and make them fight back, and whoever dares to disobey will be punished on the spot! As long as you keep Wuchang, you will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver! ”
If in normal times, when the big knife of the pro-army team is cut down, and a heavy silver reward is added, it will definitely make those rout soldiers turn around and kill the thieves in the opposite direction, but today the knife and silver are useless, not only are they useless, but they provoke the backlash of the brave soldiers.
"What the hell, those Hunan Yankees just want to force us to die......"
When Chu Yong, who came from Hunan, blocked the way of others, there was immediately a shout of dissatisfaction, which suddenly provoked everyone's dissatisfaction with Chu Yong, and the usual pent-up anger would turn into a tearing of swords and guns, and the street suddenly fell into chaos, and the cavalry who came from behind slashed the nearby enemy with their sabers, and kept shooting the enemy in the distance with their revolvers. As for Chu Yong and Han Yong, who were huddled together, they also tore each other apart.
At the same time, another horse team rushed over from another direction, blocking the escape of the Qing army, and Song Junmu, who was in the lead, rushed to the front with a saber, and his throat burst out with a piercing roar, and behind him there was a roar that shook the sky. "Kill ......"
The cavalry who rushed over with their sabers ignored the deserters in front of them, they just rushed forward on horseback, and kept raising their sabers to chop the deserters who blocked their advance.
Hit with a gun at a distance, slash with a knife at a distance, it was this kind of fighting from afar and killing at close range, that those Chu Yong Tuanding were so frightened that they didn't have the courage to resist these tiger-like cavalry, like a tiger into a flock of cavalry rushed through the street in front of the governor's yamen, and immediately slashed desperately, because there were too many deserters, so that in the end, Song Junmu actually felt that his arm was tired and almost raised.
When the sound of horses' hooves and the deafening shouts of killing came, Jiang Zhongyuan finally saw clearly the cavalry rushing in, those cavalry riding on inferior horses were dressed as Cantonese bandits, they were holding slender narrow knives in their hands to chop, and the short guns seemed to be able to fight continuously, and it was only a few breaths of kung fu to rush through them, and the routed soldiers on the street were cut to the ground like cabbage, and there were screams and begging for mercy everywhere.
Finished......
Jiang Zhongyuan looked at the scene in front of him almost in despair, just before the kung fu of the tea, he had tried to lead the troops into suppressing the bandits in Huangzhou, and now, it was all over.
Wuchang is over!
The Jiang family is also finished!
Jiang Zhongyuan, who knows the sinister officialdom very well, understands that if this Wuchang is lost, it is not said that it is Jiang Zhongyuan, even Zhang Liangji, who is the governor of Huguang, may not be able to escape his responsibility.
"Your Excellency, the Governor has fled!"
At this moment, the words of the pro-soldier made Jiang Zhongyuan's chaotic mind recover.
The Governor has fled!
It was a small voice, but it reached the ears of many, and the sound of the Doge fleeing was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, and finally crushed the last shred of courage for all, and those who had tried to resist would join the rout.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Zhongyuan, who knew that he had no power to return to the sky, looked a little lost and depressed, and when he saw the enemy horse that was getting closer and closer, he suddenly roared loudly at the north.
"Your Majesty, this battle is not because the ministers are incompetent, and I am ashamed to be ashamed of the emperor......"
After saying that, Jiang Zhongyuan put the waist knife in his hand to his neck, dragged it hand in hand, and blood gushed out from his neck......
The flanking attacks from both directions made the weak and almost worthless resistance collapse under the attack of the cavalry and the impact of the rout, and the head of the official who commanded Ding Yong with a big sword had been cut off.
"Shoot or kill!"
"Shoot or ......kill"
Under the shouts of the cavalry, those routs threw down their swords and guns, knelt on the ground, and looked at these Cantonese bandits on horses in horror.
At this time, they noticed that these Cantonese bandits were not speaking Cantonese, but Hubei.
Maybe it was the murder and killing red eyes, the cavalrymen on the horseback who were covered in blood still had a strong killing intent on their faces, just when some of them had not come to kneel down urgently, a cavalryman did not say a word, and directly stepped two steps in front of the horse, and the moment the saber in his hand rose and fell, a Ding Yong said "ah", and fell down holding his throat, and a large stream of blood gushed out from the man's neck.
This scene was only terrifying, everyone trembled, and those who had not yet knelt down were all kneeling down in a hurry, and even those who knelt down would also kneel, for fear that the knife would fall on their bodies. , and a few more people wielded sabers, and they were about to kill.
But before they could do it, they looked at the officer, as if waiting for the order to kill the enemy. Carrying a blood-dripping saber, Song Junmu looked coldly at the brave man kneeling on the ground, as long as he gave an order, he could kill all these people like killing chickens, even him, there was only that murderous aura left in his heart.
"Jiang Zhongyuan is dead......"
It was here that a sudden shout came from afar.
Jiang Zhongyuan is dead!
This shout made Song Junmu, who was originally immersed in murder, suddenly come back to his senses, thinking of the previous hysteria, which made his heart tremble, looking at the brothers around him with red eyes, he hurriedly yelled.
"Where is Zhang Liangji?"
Yes, Zhang Liangji is there?
Now that Jiang Zhongyuan is dead, where is the governor of Huguang?
Zhang Liangji escaped!
But he didn't run away, in fact, under the escort of dozens of personal soldiers, Zhang Liangji didn't even escape out of the city in a hurry, he was captured by a group of local warriors in Wuchang, and then tied up in front of Zhao Fengguo by Wuhua Da.
As the saying goes, "wealth is sought in danger", for those defeated soldiers, Zhang Liangji, who is wearing an official uniform, is the wealth in the eyes of Zhang Sen and others, at least, after taking this big official, those Cantonese bandits will no longer embarrass them, no matter how bad they are, even if they are coerced into the camp again in the future, they can also mix with a leader such as a pawn commander, and save themselves from being bullied like now.
For the group of "anyway" brave soldiers, Zhao Fengguo naturally had to comfort them with good words, and at this time, for Zhao Fengguo, the question he was worried about was not whether he could take the city before, but it became another problem - with their less than 400 cavalry, how to suppress the thousands of Qing troops in this city, the Qing army was caught off guard before, but if these Qing troops came back to their senses and found that they were so few, they would temporarily turn against the water......
"My lord, are you worried about these Xiangyong anti-water?"
Zhang Sen, who was still wearing a brave shirt, looked at the changing face of the adult in front of him, and looked at the one or two hundred horses on the street, he immediately realized what the other party was worried about, so he said softly.
"If you're worried, you might as well ......"
Pressing down with his right hand, Zhang Sen said coldly.
"Let the brothers kill these Xiangyong with one knife and one sword! It's not only a vote for us, but also a deterrent to the ...... in the city."