Zhang Mengjing, the governor of Yansui, originally sat in a warm carriage, drinking tea and reading books during the march. For him, after sending out 5,000 forwards, it was a crushing posture for the thieves who came to harass him. After the lack of bad news, the mood is much better.

But as he walked, the carriage suddenly stopped. Zhang Mengjing was a little annoyed, and dared to stop without his own order.

Just as he was about to reprimand, the leader of his guard shouted at the window of the car: "Sir, there is an urgent military information from the forward......"

The news of the striker will not arrive in Fugu County so soon. It seems that only by going out in person can these martial artists be willing to do their best.

Zhang Mengjing thought about it and was about to speak, but he reacted immediately, the emergency military situation, could it be that he directly broke the county seat of Fugu?

He never thought that the five thousand forwards would be defeated by the thieves of Fugu!

The leader of the guards didn't hear the movement in the car, and he was a little anxious, so he didn't wait for Zhang Mengjing to say something, and hurriedly said: "The forward encountered a thief ambush, and urgently begged the master to send reinforcements." ”

"What?" Zhang Mengjing confirmed in disbelief. After the leader of the guards told him again, he could no longer care about the cold outside the car, and he personally lifted the window of the car, showed his head and asked urgently: "Where is the messenger?" ”

The messenger was waiting by the side, and when he heard that the governor had summoned him, he hurried over to his knees, but before he could speak, he heard the faint rumbling of horses' hooves.

Zhang Mengjing naturally heard it, and turned his head to look at it in surprise. At this time, without the need for an order, the whole team stopped, and the people in front watched with surprise as the five hundred cavalry in the front ran back in great embarrassment, while the people behind could not see it, so they stretched their necks and looked ahead.

After a while, the striker was brought to the carriage.

"Zhongcheng, if it is not that the last general is incompetent, the thieves in Fugu are no longer what they used to be. The artillery of the thieves is powerful. The last general has never seen such a big one, and there are countless cavalry troops, and they are covering up. ”

His helmet was crooked to the side, his hands clenched into fists, and he knelt on one knee, tilting his head and giving a sincere face. "The last general thought about Zhongcheng's safety, and specially came to report to Zhongcheng, hoping that Zhongcheng could take care of his own safety and avoid the thief army for the time being!"

For him, these words are basically true. The explosives of the conscienceless cannon are buried in the ground, and they are interconnected with fuses, and as long as one of the triggers is stepped on and ignited, it can explode continuously in a very short time. It is true that people in the late Ming Dynasty have the opportunity to be common.

As for the countless cavalry, it was an illusion created by Hu Guang, which just confused him.

As a civil official who can climb to the feudal realm, observing words and emotions is the most basic skill. Zhang Mengjing stared at him and found no signs of him lying.

Moreover, there are 5,000 men and horses in the forward, and if you want to defeat them, it is reasonable that the strength of the Fugu Bandit Army will definitely not be the same.

As soon as he thought of this, he was shocked, if the Fugu Thief Army became so powerful. Your head may be falling off.

Zhang Mengjing was a little panicked, and immediately asked sharply: "How is the thief army?" You tell the official in detail, if there is half a lie, the law will be corrected before the army! ”

The striker general naturally knew the consequences of running back, so he had no choice but to say that the Heavenly Army was more powerful, and it was best to say that Zhang Mengjing also ran away. In that case, even if he is punished, there will not be much punishment.

If Hu Guang knew, he was afraid that he would laugh off his big teeth. It's just a pity that such a good thing can't happen!

Zhang Mengjing is a civil official, compared to these martial artists who don't know how to write or write. Naturally, there are many more books. And as a leader of the army in the land of the nine sides, most of the military books are of course also involved.

He listened to the warning, and secretly wondered in his heart, it sounded like a landmine, but the mine was not so powerful, so what could it be!

Thinking of the last battle, Zhang Mengjing can be sure that there must be one of the thieves in Fugu who is very good at firearms. It seems that if this person is not removed, the Fugu thieves will inevitably become more and more powerful!

Then he heard that there were countless cavalry troops in Fugu Thief, and he didn't believe it very much. If you want to say that there are many thieves, that's okay, after all, there are so many victims. But there are countless cavalry, where did they get so many horses? Unless the Fugu thieves and the Mongols on the steppe collude with each other!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Mengjing was taken aback.

In fact, it is not impossible for him to think so, in the original history, according to the records of Fugu County, tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry joined Wang Jiayin's peasant army.

And the current call for the Heavenly Army is actually in contact with the people on the grassland, but instead of the people from the grassland, it is just that the Heavenly Army is withdrawn to the grassland.

Zhang Mengjing has no way out, and if he doesn't exterminate the Fugu thieves, he will lose his official position and lose his head. And although the thieves may have colluded with the Mongols, they suddenly gained momentum and destroyed their own five thousand forwards. But he also led the main force of Yansui over, who is afraid of whom?

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered the army to defend on the spot, preparing to deal with the cavalry of tens of thousands of Mongols and Fugu thieves.

But the army on Zhang Mengjing's side spread out in formation, and when he was nervously preparing for defense, he found that the rout of the vanguard appeared.

Those routs ran desperately for more than ten miles, and they were already out of breath. It's said to be running, but it's actually about the same as walking.

After taking Zhang Mengjing by surprise, he immediately realized that something was wrong. Because these routs who ran on two legs have appeared, why haven't the tens of thousands of Mongolian and thief combined cavalry appeared?

As the number of defeated soldiers increased, Zhang Mengjing knew that there must be something strange in it. No matter how slow the four-legged one is, it is impossible to lag behind the two-legged rout for so long. And looking at the number of routs, not many people were killed at all.

His subordinates didn't need to be ordered, they had already greeted the defeated soldiers and interrogated the specific situation. It didn't take long for news to come back.

The description of the military situation is similar to what was known before, but no one knows why countless cavalry troops are chasing after them, why they are gone? A few of the routs even said that maybe they were running fast enough to throw off the cavalry.

Zhang Mengjing's face was pale, and he felt that he was being teased. He looked up at the sky, it was still early after dark, and immediately ordered 500 cavalry to search and advance, followed by 10,000 horses.

He didn't believe it, could those so-called countless thieves scare so many people back again?

The 500 cavalry troops, led by a guerrilla, took the lead in breaking away from the main army and headed for the county seat of Fugu.

They didn't run fast, they were cautious, they were on guard.

Along the way, I saw that there were still many Ming army soldiers on the road who couldn't run, or sat or lay there to rest. Naturally, I also saw that some died on the road, and after inspection, it was found that it was not a sword wound, but a running death.

When asked about the situation of the thieves, no one could say, where did the thieves go?

The guerrillas were very careful, and sent people to check on any place where there might be an ambush, and they moved forward so carefully, and slowly found that finally a rout had died under the sword. (To be continued......)

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