A peasant army general like Li Hu, who was born from the grassroots, has always used a sea of people to devour the enemy army in war. If you win, you will rush up, and if you can't win, you will leave these cannon fodder behind and flee with the elite bandits in the old camp.

The peasant army fought with little tactics to speak of. However, he still understands basic battlefield reconnaissance and cover operations. After all, many of the peasant army had defected to the Ming army before. Before the start of the war, Li Hu sent many cavalrymen from the old battalion to reconnoitre.

It's just that when these sentries under Li Hu met the powerful search force of the White Tiger Division, they were tragic.

The sentinels under Li Hu were horrified and now that they had become the prey of the elite of the Ming army! In many cases, they only hear the sound of gunshots, and people or horses have already been shot and fall to the ground. There was no chance to rush up and wield a weapon. This one-sided slaughter caused the morale of these bandits to plummet rapidly, and they no longer had the courage to continue.

As the roar of life-harvesting muskets rang out in all directions, hundreds of old battalion bandits screamed and were shot off their horses. Those who were still alive were all running around. Reconnoiter? Battlefield cover? It can't be done! They're just bandits, not regular troops!

After losing their ability to sentry, Li Hu and his peasant army soon became blind and deaf.

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Li Hu stubbornly led the black sea of people to meet the new army. After all, it's already this time, and both sides are now able to see each other visually. If you retreat directly without fighting, then these displaced people under your command can blow up the camp on the spot.

Moreover, running away without a fight is definitely a great blow to Li Hu's reputation. There is nothing remarkable about defeating the battle, who in the peasant army has not been defeated by the official army? But losing a battle and not daring to fight are completely different concepts! He, Li Hu, still wants to continue to mix in the Dashun Dynasty in the future.

"There are a lot of people here, and these officers and soldiers are squeezed to death. If I really can't beat it, I'll take the old camp and leave quickly. Li Hu could only comfort himself like this at the moment. Of course, he wouldn't have known that Gao Yang had already sent more than 3,000 dragoons out and was making a detour behind him to block his retreat! Gao Yang didn't think about letting them go!

When Gao Yang personally led more than 10,000 elite infantry to line up in a neat queue, stepping on the white snow and firmly squeezing towards the chaotic peasant army array. The peasant army, numbering more than 100,000 people, instantly swelled into a raging commotion.

These people may not understand what strategy and tactics are. But they can still feel the momentum and killing intent on the battlefield. It's a burst of human instinct for self-preservation.

The Ming army on the opposite side with a strict formation and imposing momentum knew that it was not easy to deal with just by looking at it. The cold and shining weapons, the heavy clothes from head to toe, the neat queue, the passionate military music and the strong momentum like the essence made these peasant soldiers who were still wearing thin tattered clothes in this cold day, and even some barefoot peasant soldiers instinctively perceived the dangerous atmosphere. This time it could be worse.

Northern China has always been a place of water shortage. The land was barren and the crops produced were very small, otherwise there would be no water transport to transport grain from the south to the north. The north is completely incomparable with the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River. The output of one acre of land in Songjiang Mansion is enough to be worth more than ten acres of land in the north!

And the biggest reason for all this is the lack of water. This is also an important reason why most of the peasant army uprisings were in the north. When the Liao salary was levied, it was not a big deal to charge a few more coins of silver per mu of land in the south. But in the north, if you charge a few more coins of silver, the only result is that the officials force the people to rebel!

Planted for a year. In the end, it will be posted upside down to the imperial court? Who wants to? What's more, because of the impact of the Xiaoice River over the years, the north has been suffering from disasters. Taxes were the straw that broke the camel's back for the North! When you can't survive, in addition to begging, you can only rebel.

The vicinity of Jiming Mountain is a low, hilly area. The Yanghe River flows through the vicinity, bringing valuable water to the area. It's a pity that no matter how precious the water is, it is useless at this time.

The Manchus, the Mongols, and the Ming army (in the old Ming army, except for a small number of elites, there was no big difference between the bandits who marched outside the garrison and the bandits who roamed.) There are also peasant armies who have fought repeatedly in this generation for many years. It's already been done here. All the villages were breached. The population was killed or taken captive, except for a very small number of people who escaped from the mountains and wilderness. The entire town of Xuanfu is like a dead land. The fields are barren and overgrown with weeds, and unknown beasts and birds roam among them. There are many white bones that I don't know if they are humans or beasts.

As for water conservancy facilities. Irrigation ditches or something, without the use and maintenance of human beings, where will these human buildings continue to exist? Moreover, more than 100,000 peasant soldiers who had no food to eat were forced to garrison here. You can't eat one place clean and then go somewhere else to continue your evil work as you used to. Don't talk about people here in Xuanfu. Even the bark is almost gnawed away.

"Fuck." Gao Yang, who was riding on the back of an extremely handsome war horse, changed his gaze, spat heavily, and shouted in a low voice with white anger, "How did you make this ghost look like this?!" ”

When Gao Yang drove to Qingdao before, it was not that he had never seen such a barren area. But there is no such a large area. It's all like this since they left Yanqing. Second, although Shandong has also suffered from military disasters, floods, droughts, etc., it is far less serious than that of Beizhili. At least there are quite a few people alive. And this side ...... Born and raised in a wealthy modern time and space, the scene in front of him was very shocking to Gao Yang.

"Natural disasters are nothing, but military disasters are the worst." The origin is also very embarrassed to say.

Gao Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, pursed the corners of his mouth, and turned his gaze to the peasant army that was hustly leaning over in the distance like a black oppressive wave. The breath in the nostrils is unnaturally getting worse rapidly.

"Perhaps the vast majority of those people were persecuted, but what they did did cause irreparable damage to others. I guess that's what those people think, 'Why do I want you to live a good life when I'm so unlucky?' 'After being forced out under the weight of the human inferiority, the attack is far more ferocious than that of the real bandits! The origin carefully analyzed and gave his own opinion.

Gao Yang's brows became tighter and tighter, and the skin that had gradually become white under this pampering began to appear red. Suddenly turned around and shouted behind him, "Zhang Cheng, come here!" ”

"The last general!" A young officer who appeared thin even in a thick winter military uniform, with a well-defined face, a square face with sharp angles of a northerner, a high forehead, high cheekbones, and a high nose bridge ran to Gao Yang's side with a quick step on the heavy snow, and simply knelt down and saluted.

Zhang Chengzu was the founding general who participated in the Battle of Jingyan, and he was also a generation of generals back then. It's just that most of the men in the family were martyred during the battle of Tumubao, and the family road naturally fell into the middle. By the time Zhang Cheng's generation arrived, it was no different from ordinary people's homes.

However, after all, this young man is behind the door, and he still has some background in his family. Don't look at the people who are not very strong, the martial arts in their hands are not bad at all. And he has also read books, passed the examination, and is regarded as a rare young man in the Ming Dynasty.

When Gao Yang formed the new army, Zhang Cheng was one of the first people to join. The blood of a soldier is born in the body, and there is no psychological barrier to joining a new army.

Zhang Cheng later made meritorious contributions in the battle to attack the Manchus in the north, and after returning to Beijing, he took the staff examination of the General Staff. He was the first native soldier to pass all the examinations and become a full-fledged staff officer. Gao Yang also admires this kind of excellent young man very much. If there are no accidents, he will inevitably become a general in the future! Just like his ancestors.

Zhang Cheng, who was kneeling on the ground, quietly looked up at his invincible commander. Looking at Gao Yang's two dark thick eyebrows wrinkled together, his bright and energetic eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a touch of irrepressible anger. Zhang Cheng's heart trembled slightly, and he hurriedly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head again. He knew that his commander was furious.

"Do you know how many people were in Xuanfu Town before?" Gao Yang took off his thick fur gloves, gently pinched his eyebrows, and asked in a low voice.

Gao Yang's words were very soft, but the chill revealed in his tone still made Zhang Cheng shiver.

Zhang Cheng thought slightly in his heart, and immediately said loudly, "If you return to China, in the fourteenth year of Chongzhen, there were more than 17,400 military and civilian households in Xuanfu Town, and more than 193,000 people were registered!" After a pause, he then shouted, "The last general thinks that with the addition of those who have not been naturalized, as well as those who are homeless and beggars, the total number should be more than 200,000." ”

Gao Yang raised his chin slightly, looking at the pure blue sky, a few white clouds dotted in between, and the sky was so deep that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Lowered his eyelids slightly, silently feeling the rare warm sunshine on his face in winter. The army behind him was like a fierce beast before predation, and it seemed to merge with the snow under the sunlight, silent!

After half a ring, the noise of the peasant army in the distance became louder, and all kinds of ghosts and wolves howled. This was a prelude to their imminent sea of attack. The boundless scale of terror makes people feel uncomfortable just looking at it. Of course, the well-trained elite are not among them.

Gao Yang slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which were originally filled with anger, worry, sadness, and hatred, were now as pure as the blue sky, without any emotion.

Looking at the peasant soldiers who were still mobilizing before the war in the distance, Gao Yang slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, stretched out his finger forward, opened his lips, and gently spit out the word "kill." (To be continued!)

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