Chapter Seventy-Three: Outdated Experience Kills

Wang Ming thought for a while, and then said: "Changping, Yanqing, Huairou, Shunyi, Miyun, Pinggu and other counties were also captured by the Tatars, except for Tongzhou and Mentougou, almost half of the Beijing division was lost. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Zhao Guohua listened to it and took a breath, he secretly scolded: "Zhu Youzhen, you are a ****, you are the emperor enough, the capital is about to be occupied by foreign invaders, you are shrinking in the imperial city as a turtle, but the people outside the city are unlucky, this time, I don't know how many people have broken people and lost their wives and separated." ”

Thinking of this, he asked, "The king is thin, which nearby city is big and the city walls are tall and strong?" ”

After thinking carefully for a while, Wang Ming said: "The city is big, the city wall is tall and strong, several have been occupied by the Tartars near the Beijing Division, except for Tongzhou, only Sanhe, Xianghe, Gu'an, Zhuozhou four places basically meet the requirements, but from the current point of view, Sanhe and Xianghe are too close to the Tartar army, which is convenient for them to mobilize a large number of troops to besiege the city. Gu'an and Zhuozhou are a little farther away, so I think it's better to go to Zhuozhou. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Zhao Guohua said: "Wang Zhubo, do you want to go to Zhuozhou with us or just hide here?" ”

"I'm willing to go to Zhuozhou." Wang Ming said without hesitation.

It's too dangerous here, and it's not safe in that mountain, if the Tartar brigade arrives, they can quickly search people out, and it's much safer in Zhuozhou City in comparison.

Nodding, Zhao Guohua said: "We are waiting for you here, you go and bring the family here, if other people want to come, they must also bring it." ”

"Good. I'll go. With that, Wang Ming ran away. His wife and children were still hiding in a cave in the mountains, and they had to be brought over quickly.

Under Wang Ming's strong persuasion, the people hiding in the mountains walked out of the cave in fear.

"Clap Clap ......" The sound of horses' hooves came from a distance, and a group of more than 100 Qing cavalry appeared in the distance, these Qing soldiers were wearing blue cotton armor with red edges, and black helmets with pointed peaks.

These Qing troops came to Zhuozhou from GA County to threshk grass, and they were half of the Niu Lu of Jing Alhatu inlaid with the blue flag Niu Luzhang.

This half of the Niulu, from Pinggu to GA County, they killed all the way, along the way the Ming army basically fled when they heard the wind, they entered the village when they saw it, killed people and set fires, ** captivity, all evil, don't look at this only one hundred and ten people, but there have been hundreds of Ming people, tragically died under their butcher's knife.

"Damn, that chick didn't do it, and it hasn't been a turn yet, but your **** is dead, and when you get to Lao Tzu, you're already a dead man, and next time Lao Tzu will go first." Pashikuamba Etuhun said dissatisfiedly

Anba Etuhui is black, strong and rude, with a pitted pockmarked face with a few scars, and his appearance is quite ugly and vicious.

Pashku, Manchu (meaning "urging people"), the Chinese translation of the name Lingqi. Low general military position. Manchuria, Mongolia, and the Han army are all set up under the leadership of each of the eight banners, and the outstanding ones in the vest and idleness are saluted, and each leader is 5 people, who are responsible for registering files and supporting salaries. The leader of Manchuria urged and raised gifts in the literacy and expansion of the army under the leadership of Benzuo.

"It's all to blame that Han chick is too charming, that thin waist, ******, big ****, comfortable to death, such a good goods, the brothers are reluctant to let go, and the action is rude, so it died. Lao Tzu promised you, next time let you go first, okay. Dividing the Shkupikota said with a big grin.

Divided into the Pashku, the Manchu language called the meaning of the agent, the early called the son, the Han name is Xiao Cavalry School, the name of the low-level officer of the Eight Banners, located under the leader, is the sixth product.

Yesterday at noon, they stormed the estate of a rich man in the countryside in GA County and seized the rich man's family.

In order to save his life, the rich man handed over almost all the gold, silver, treasures and grain, but these Tartars did not spare his family because of this, but still raised the butcher's knife, the rich man and his son were beheaded, the rich man's forty-year-old wife and eighteen-year-old daughter were ** killed, and later these beasts burned the entire manor.

"That's pretty much it." An Ba Etuhui said with satisfaction.

The hundred and ten vests beside the two of them, listening to the two heads talking about the pleasure of doing women, remembered the pleasure of yesterday's noon, and couldn't help but laugh proudly.

At this time, a soldier with sharp eyes saw a figure in colorful clothes on the dirt road in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim excitedly: "Look, women, there are more than a dozen women in front." ”

Seeing the pergola in his hand, Anba Etuhui became happy, and his face turned red with excitement.

Thinking that a woman could do it after him, he went up and howled: "Rush over, whoever catches the Han girls first, who will do it first." With that, as soon as he lifted the reins, he rode his horse and rushed over.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves behind, the people who were walking at the foot of the mountain to help the old and the young look back and see that more than 100 Tartar cavalry were galloping forward.

"It's over! Finished! I knew I shouldn't have listened to that officer's. Lord Bo Wang Ming said regretfully.

Seeing that the whole family was about to die under the Tartar knife, he gritted his teeth and said to his twelve-year-old daughter: "Xiaomei, quickly take your brother and follow your mother to the mountain, the faster you run, the better, Dad is here to block you for a while." ”

"Daddy, I don't want to see you die." Xiaomei cried and said.

"Silly boy, go quickly, otherwise our family will die here today, God, you save us......" Wang Ming cried out to the sky miserably.

Anba Etuhun chased after the front with a dozen vests, followed by other vests, these dozens of Tartar vests had been stimulated by the woman and trembled, and there were only women screaming and running for their lives up the mountain.

"Little girl, run, run, wait for Lao Tzu to catch you, don't cry your father and call your mother, Lao Tzu will not be a warrior in Manchuria." Amba Etuhui roared as he galloped his horse.

Hearing the roar of this Tartar, Xiaomei's mother and grandson Wang's heart was beating wildly, pulling her daughter and son to desperately flee to the mountain, and gasping and complaining while running: "It's all strange...... Your Daddy...... That ...... Book...... Nerd...... I say...... Don't come out...... Bar...... He had to ...... Come out...... This ...... We...... ...... by him Pit death...... ......"

Seeing that the Tartar cavalry was getting closer and closer, "Fight." Wang Ming said, gritting his teeth, trembling and picking up a stick, he was about to rush over and fight hard.

"Lao Wang, squat down." A gruff voice came from behind.

When Wang Ming heard this, he looked back and saw that there were more than a dozen soldiers he had seen in the village just now, they were kneeling on one leg with fire guns in their hands and aiming at a distance of more than 200 steps.

"So far, can you get it?" Wang Ming thought sadly in his heart.

As the master of Fangshan County, he knew what kind of trick the official army's firecrackers were, at such a long distance, even Lu Mi's guns couldn't hit, and even if they hit, they couldn't die, not to mention that these firecrackers didn't even light the firerope.

"Forget it, let's be a dead horse doctor. Listen to them, squat, squat. Wang Ming thought so, and squatted down.

It turned out that after Wang Ming left, Zhao Guohua was afraid that the people would encounter Tartars after they went down the mountain, so he sent Niu Huan with twenty commandos to pick them up.

Luckily, it came just in time.

Seeing the hundred and ten Tartar cavalry galloping towards those people, Niu Huan calmed down and said, "Aim and fight, don't injure the people by mistake, and don't waste bullets." ”

"Yes." Everyone agreed, got down on one leg and began to aim.

Afraid that Wang Ming would be injured by mistake when he shot, Niu Huan screamed.

Niu Huan's shout, An Ba Etuhui and others also heard it, although they didn't know what they were shouting, but there were more than a dozen people in black and blue clothes aiming at them with firearms, which was still visible.

"The guns of the Ming army are a joke to the Manchurian warriors, when they shoot, they either shoot too early and miss the target, or they don't have a chance to fire a second shot after they shoot a shot, because the head of the person who fired the gun has been cut off on the ground, otherwise there would be no Qing Dynasty today." An Ba Etuhui thought to himself.

Glancing contemptuously at the Ming troops who were aiming at them with firearms, Anba Etuhui said: "Manchurian warriors, rush over, cut off the heads of those Nikans with their swords, sleep with their women, rob their silver, and kill!" ......" said and urged the horse to gallop towards Niu Huan and the others.

The galloping horse's hooves brought up a large puff of yellow dust, and the snowy sword light shone in the rolling yellow dust, showing a terrifying murderous aura.

"Beat people, keep horses! Shoot. Niu Huan finally ordered.

"Boom, Boom......" Shots rang out......

"These Nikans, shooting so far away, are too stupid, too cowardly." Anba Etuhui said with a sneer, and before the words fell, the vests beside him fell off the horse one after another.

Seeing this, Anba Etuhui was startled, and was thinking about why the Ming army's firearms were so powerful, and his eyes were dark, so he fell.

In the blink of an eye, the dozen or so vests that rushed to the front were all lying on the ground

Bikota rode a horse and ran behind, this is already his way to save his life, running behind, although the spoils of war are less, but can live longer, no matter how much gold and silver and women also have to have a life to enjoy, the family has been divided into two men and a woman three clothed slaves The man farms for him, the woman raises cattle for him during the day, sleeps with him at night, and the small life is very moist, besides, he is the head of these people, and he has grabbed the woman, no matter what, he is also the first one, what are you busy with.

Out of this thought, he ran behind, and it was this thought that saved his life.

"Stop! Stop," he saw the situation in front of him, and shouted loudly in fear, but the horses running at high speed could not stop immediately.