Wang Er relied on the advantage of the war horse and ran at the front of the team.

Since Man Gui led the cavalry to drive on both sides, the bandits could only run all the way along the avenue.

After the bandits crossed Pengzhen, they found that there was only one road to the north, so they rushed forward. It is said that it is a great road, but in fact, it can only be used by five or six bandits.

When they fled from Tongzhou, they were close to 40,000, and after a day of wild running, thousands of them fell behind and became prisoners of the Siwu Battalion, and now they have reached Pengzhen, and there are more than 30,000 people.

More than 30,000 people were crammed into this main road, and the bandits who were almost in body, weak in body, and short in stature became victims of this avenue, and there were constantly bandits who were squeezed by the crowd, trampled by the crowd, and ignored by the crowd.

Wang Er couldn't take care of the bandits behind him, and Zu Dashou's close pursuit made him frightened. Under the protection of his own soldiers, Wang Er desperately beat his war horse, preparing to break away from the bandits behind. Now that the bandits have trampled on each other, if they are caught up by the crowd, who cares about him, the leader of the bandits, at the moment when his life is at stake?

It was already completely dark, and only the shadow of the vague road could be seen. In order to avoid the pursuit of the four martial arts battalions, Wang Er and his gang did not dare to light the torches at all.

Wang Er lowered his head and was running wildly on his horse, his own soldiers following closely behind him, and they had already distanced themselves from most of the bandits.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang", the fire burst out, the war horse roared wildly, and Wang Er fell from the horse with a muffled sound.

The war horse was covered in blood by a mine buried in the ground, the horse's legs were broken, and even Sensen's white bones were exposed, followed by a large amount of blood. The war horse was in pain, hit his head on the ground, and flipped Wang Er to the ground.

Wang Er was lucky not to be injured, he didn't understand what he had encountered, but the loud explosion made him lose his soul.

After a brief burst of firelight, the sky turned dark, and Wang Er's eyes could no longer see anything, including the road under his feet. After he got up, he didn't care about the soldiers around him, and randomly chose a direction and ran forward.

There was another loud "bang", and Wang Er's body was blown into two. In the firelight, Wang Er's upper and lower bodies rolled in different directions after turning a few times in the air.

By the brief flash of the mine explosion, the bandits who ran in front, especially Wang Er's personal entourage, saw Wang Er's two halves separated. But they didn't have time to grieve, and the shouts of the pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer. They had no choice but to use the cover of darkness to continue to flee in all directions.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Wang Er's own soldiers triggered the mine, the man turned on his horse, the limbs of the man and the stump of the horse danced in the air, the blood of the man and the blood of the horse were mixed together, and it was impossible to distinguish them, and the screams of the people and the neighing of the horses could be transmitted ten miles away in the quiet gap after the explosion of the mines......

Zu Dashou quickened the speed of the pursuit, and Man Gui's cavalry shouted from the valleys on both sides, and the bandits had only one way forward.

Mines were constantly triggered, and in the faint light of fire, human arms and thighs flew in the air, and blood poured down on the barren land like a torrential rain. Some of the bandits were even hit in the arms, heads, and thighs of their comrades and collapsed to the ground.

There are chasing soldiers in the back, wielding various weapons of the Ming army to harvest the lone bandits; Ahead was a bloody road with no end in sight, and at a distance of less than fifty meters, hundreds of bandits had already fallen.

None of the bandits knew what was going on on the ground, why their arms, thighs, or heads would dance in the air like butterflies.

The unknown is a tenacious steel knife that mercilessly strangles the hope of the loser.

If the bandits encounter this desperate situation when they first leave the city, they can also turn around and fight again, and at the moment of unity, unity, and survival, maybe they can still fight their way out. But now, they are frightened by these huge explosions, not that they don't want to fight, but they simply don't have the courage to fight.

Fatigue is a short sword that brutally scrapes the physical strength of the loser.

Chased by the cavalry for a day, with no food, no water to drink, no time to pee, no time to, they were completely supported by the will to escape. Now that their will is weak, it is difficult for them to even stand. If there is a child of seven or eight years old on the battlefield, it is estimated that seven or eight bandits can be pushed down with one palm. It's not that they don't want to fight, it's that they don't have the body to fight at all.

"We surrender."

"We surrender."

I don't know whose shouts have pried the dominoes of the battlefield, and surrender is the only hopeful way to survive.

Since everyone else has surrendered, what are you still fighting? More and more bandits threw away their weapons and knelt on the ground.

As long as you throw away your weapons and kneel on the ground, you will not be chased and killed by the four martial arts battalions, and you will not be blown up by mines.

On the official road northwest of Pengzhen, in front of the 200-meter minefield, in front of tens of thousands of soldiers of the 4th Martial Arts Battalion, kneeling black and oppressive bandits, they stared at the night sky helplessly, in a trance, and in despair.

None of the grenades have been used so far, and the 200-meter minefield has only been used for 50 meters, and the bandits have all surrendered. Liu Yuxuan was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, and until now, Wang Er's bandits have all been wiped out, and he has not made an inch. Finally, they waited for a group of bandits, and they didn't use a single knife or shot, and the bandits surrendered.

He really wanted to grab these bandits by the collars, pull them up one by one, and continue to fight, so that his subordinates could also be tempered on the battlefield and make a military achievement.

"These tofu." Liu Yuxuan grunted. Zhou You, who was accompanying Liu Yuxuan, didn't have so much resentment, and he was already satisfied with being able to wipe out Wang Er's bandits.

The first time the mines appeared on the battlefield, they achieved a complete victory, Zhu Youzhen was very satisfied, he talked with the generals, and at the same time commanded the soldiers to get these surrendered bandits to Luochuan.

"Your Highness, it's useless for us to hold these captives, we have to waste food, and we have to divide troops to guard them." Yuan Chonghuan looked down on these bandits from the bottom of his heart, and these tofu were not even qualified to be prisoners.

"General Yuan, what should you do? Put? Zhu Youzhen was silent.

"Most of them were killed, and the rest were exiled to Lingnan - that's what they used to do." Yuan Chonghuan faintly felt that something was wrong, and Zhu Youzhen often acted out of common sense.

"Then General Yuan, let me ask you, what is the mission of a soldier?" It just so happened that the generals were there, and Zhu Youzhen was ready to give them a political lesson.

"Defend the territory for the Ming Dynasty." Who doesn't know this? It says in the military school! And there are also military songs in the four martial arts camps.

"What is Da Ming made of?" Zhu Youzhen is not in a hurry.

"......" this, Yuan Chonghuan can't answer.

"General Yuan, what is the use of asking for many territories without the people? Do you want the emperor and you, the general, to farm? Zhu Youzhen's gaze swept over everyone's faces in turn, reminding them not to make small movements, and to pay attention to the lecture: "They are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, and the last time the Fenwu Battalion went to Shandong to exterminate the Japanese invaders, wasn't it just so that the people of Shandong could live and work in peace and contentment?" Without the cultivation of the people, without the taxes paid by the people, what will we eat? ”

"But they're bandits." Yuan Chonghuan was still a little unconvinced, if they really produced food for the Ming Dynasty, they would not become the opponents of the Four Martial Arts Battalion on the battlefield.

"They are indeed bandits. But they are different from the rebellion for power and profit, and also different from the invasion of the Ming Dynasty by foreign tribes, they just want to eat and live. If there is a way to live, are they willing to rebel at the risk of killing their heads, raiding their homes, and exterminating their clans? ”

Zhu Youzhen hated these bandits, in the history of later generations, they destroyed the Ming Dynasty, but from the bottom of his heart, he still sympathized with them, they were indeed forced to embark on the road of rebellion, with the cowardice of the Ming people, as long as there is a glimmer of life, even if they can only eat half a full day, they will not rebel.

Zhu Youzhen wanted to instill these ideas into the generals of the four military battalions, "I am preparing to set up a military academy, not only to train the army of the Ming Dynasty into the most powerful army in the world, but also to build an army that loves the country and the people, an army that is loyal to His Majesty, loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and protects the interests of any of the people of the Ming Dynasty." If the army fails to protect the lives and property of the people in the face of threats, or even kills the people and kills the good and the good, will the people still nurture us? Will the imperial court still reassure us? Will 陛xià still reuse us? ”

Zhu Youzhen's voice is full of affection, grace and power, and reasonableness. The officers of the four martial arts battalions all lowered their heads, they usually only thought about fighting, and they didn't think about these issues at all, but now that Zhu Youzhen talked about it, they felt that soldiers should be the protectors of the people. But they don't have a clear idea of how to deal with these bandit prisoners, and this is a matter for the civil officials of the imperial court.

"At any time, it is the duty of a soldier to be loyal to the Ming Dynasty, to be loyal to His Majesty, and to protect the people, and it is also the reason for the soldier to survive."

Political lessons are necessary, but now the four martial arts battalions are completely annihilating Wang Er's bandits, and there is no bandit trouble in the entire southern part of Shaanxi, especially the recruits of the four martial arts battalions, who have achieved complete victories as soon as they entered the battlefield and have withstood the test of blood and fire, which is very important for cultivating their confidence on the battlefield.

Zhu Youzhen did not dwell on the political issue, "Generals, you have made great contributions to the extermination of Wang Er's bandits, add food today, let the soldiers eat well and rest well, and the people of northern Shaanxi are still waiting for us to rescue." ”

"Oh, there's meat to eat!" Hearing about the meal, the eyes of these generals were full of fire, during this time to march and fight, basically spent on the road, usually with cold water and some dry food, they have long been hungry like hungry wolves.

"However, the war is not over yet, and alcohol is not allowed." Zhu Youzhen confessed again, and then the generals went to make trouble, and he said to the detective Liu Lin beside him: "The flying pigeon has passed on the Jingshi, the second king of the southeast of Shaanxi has been completely wiped out, and the imperial court immediately dispatched local officials to settle the people. I will wave my army to the north and continue to exterminate the bandit army in northern Shaanxi. ”

Zhu Youzhen didn't know that when his military report arrived in Beijing, the cabinet of the imperial court was being reorganized.

(PS Yesterday, thank you for the red ticket of Antonye, Taiji Yin Yang Fish, and Chenyuan, and thank you for the collection and support of unknown friends)