Chapter 300: The Waves Crashing on the Shore (I)

Fried noodles, main ingredients, corn flour, flour, sweet potato starch, fish bone meal, lard, monosodium glutamate, diced carrots.

Considering the actual needs of the Ming Dynasty and the vast number of hungry people, Chen Xie needed a high-calorie thing, and in order to avoid rotten mouth corners and night blindness, he came up with such a formula. This thing is not for the soldiers to eat, so conscience and discipline can be thrown away with confidence. It's all cannibalistic, why do you pay so much attention to it?

This is a batch of real yàn products, and Wu Zhi transported them from Xiangyang by Han water. The original intention was to try it for the cannon fodder troops, but I didn't expect it to be cheaper for the Tianxiong Army first. The Tianxiong Army, who has been a little white rabbit in the real yàn room, will not have the idea of being used as an experiment. The reason is simple, even the food of fried noodles is much better than what they have eaten before. The point is that I haven't had enough to eat before.

The Tianxiong army, which numbered more than 10,000 people, sent out a fried noodle overnight, each carrying a fried noodle cloth bag, and a sentence: "This is a five-day ration, and I will be hungry after eating." ”

A soldier cautiously opened the mouth of the long bag and glanced inside, and the thick aroma of fried noodles made him even more hungry. Carefully poured out a handful, the tip of the tongue was dipped a little, and the taste buds were crushed in an instant. The soldiers of the Tianxiong Army, who had never eaten MSG, felt that it was an indescribable delicacy. It's so delicious! After closing his eyes and feeling the dry fried noodles being moistened, he swallowed them slowly, and when he opened his eyes and looked around, the expressions of his companions were similar.

"I have known for a long time that the food in Dengzhou camp is good, but I didn't expect it to be so good." Words like this became the main theme of the night. None of the soldiers were careful to hang their backpacks around their necks after tasting the taste of fried noodles. This is a five-day ration. Whoever wants to get involved won't agree. In this era of cannibalism, there is nothing more desirable than food, let alone so delicious.

Lu Xiangsheng also tasted a bite of fried noodles, and he couldn't stop after eating. praised Yang Tingxuan fiercely and said: "Earned, earned." Bo Xiang made the first contribution. I knew that the Dengzhou camp could come up with so much food, and I should have spoken to them. ”

Yang Tinglin also sighed: "I didn't expect them to be so easy to talk to, I knew it was so, so why bother with people in terms of etiquette." I think that in the future, some of our Governor Chen will regret it. ”

Lu Xiangsheng said: "I don't have to regret it, the people in the Dengzhou camp have offended him, and his exploits are in danger." Lu can only do his duty. ”

In his bones, Lu Xiangsheng is still a civil official. There could not have been more assertions. As long as you have a clear conscience, you can do it. Yang Tinglin could see this, although he regretted it in his heart, he still didn't have the heart to argue with Chen Qiyu for the Dengzhou camp. It's all Wenchen. Naturally, he has a natural affinity for Chen Qiyu. The word that you don't help your relatives is used to deceive people. It's stupid to be serious.

Chang Shiren didn't take it seriously, and said to Wu Zhi in private: "It is inevitable that the literati will look down on us people, and this battle is over." It's time for us to retreat. Wu Zhi said: "That's right, even if there is a military order for us to come forward, we have to drag it out." There are hundreds of thousands of thieves in Yunyang, and we have all beaten them, and we are not afraid of them picking anything. ”

"The chief soldier said, don't underestimate the shamelessness of Wenchen, for the sake of interests, they have no bottom line at all." Chang Shiren said a word, and pointed it to Wu Zhi, as if he was sitting on a nail with his buttocks, and the male duck's throat was sharp and piercing: "Dare, it's against them." Don't worry, there is something that our family will play directly, and whoever is greedy for our family's military exploits will not be finished with him. ”

Compared with Wenchen, Chen Xie is more willing to deal with eunuchs, except that the smell of these people is not very good, they will do things for you after receiving money, it is a simple exchange of interests, and it is very safe to use ordinary things. It's best to use them to deal with civilian officials, anyway, Chen Xie is not afraid of being detained and must be attached to the eunuch party.

Three watches, in the night, Chang Shiren led the troops to take the first step, and there was no pressure on the Dengzhou camp to walk at night. The Tianxiong Army is enough to choke, night blindness is very common, and they can only follow the people of the Dengzhou battalion to rub slowly, which makes Chang Shiren very painful. Fortunately, they are all cavalry, and the horses will not suffer from night blindness, which can be regarded as making do with being able to walk faster.

Wang Ben left the camp as soon as it was dawn, and he had to leave the camp for Wu Zhi to guard the grain and grass, and he set off with a thousand crossmen, a thousand musketeers, and most of the field artillery team. Soon after leaving the barracks, they arrived outside the Wulin Pass. Wang Ben deliberately didn't send scouts, just waiting for others to come and ambush him. Obviously, the ambush position prepared by Ma Huihui was here, and after Wang Ben looked at the terrain, he refused to take a step forward. The thieves who were ambushed in the nearby mountains and forests waited and waited, but they didn't see Wang Ben move, but started digging around in the same place, not knowing what to do.

The place where the horse returned to the station was a little far, three or four miles away from Wulin Pass, and I saw that the Dengzhou camp, which had stopped for half an hour, did not move, and there were not many people, as if it could be beaten. After that, the scout brought back a piece of news, not to mention that the officers and soldiers were twenty miles away, and there was still a large amount of grain and grass in the camp not far away.

This temptation is too great, there are 100,000 people in his hands, and Ma Huihui feels that he can make dumplings for this group of officers and soldiers before they are reinforced.

"Do it!" A big flag was erected on the top of the hill, and this was the order. The homeless people who were lying in ambush in the surrounding mountains and forests, after seeing the big flags, under the clamor of their respective leaders, got up from the ground one after another, and came out of the forest, holding chaotic banners, and the weapons in their hands were also varied, rolling in from three directions like a raging tide all over the mountains.

Wang Ben was not stunned, the position he chose was a bald hill, a little steep on both sides, and the best direction of attack was a section less than two kilometers in front. Seeing the swarming thieves, Wang Ben was not afraid, but a little excited. What is the concept of 100,000 thieves, just look at the crowd that cannot be seen.

"Brothers, it's useless to be afraid, we're surrounded. If you want to survive, you have to defeat these rogues. Wang Ben on horseback ran back and forth on the hillside, constantly shouting in a loud voice. The veterans of the Dengzhou battalion are quite calm, don't look at the crowd, but if you want to talk about the momentum, compared to the 6,000 Jiannu cavalry in Lushun, it is really not enough to see.

The depth of the position was less than a thousand meters, and the time had not been wasted before, and with the joint efforts of the soldiers and engineers, three trenches were formed and three barbed wire fences were pulled up after nearly two hours of grinding. This time, the trench is not so perverted, it is one meter deep and one meter wide, and the excavated soil is piled back to form a low wall. It seems that it can be crossed in one step, but you must know that the body of these homeless people is not enough to easily cross three such ditches, not to mention the storage of those barbed wire, although it is a section by section, not all of them are blocked, but it is enough to slow down the thieves.

looked very calm Wang Ben, and didn't dare to be careless at all. The black cloak on horseback is not just as simple as looking good, it symbolizes eye-catching. When the thieves all over the mountains approached, Wang Ben got down from his horse, and behind him was a red flag with the word "Wang". Wang Ben, who was not in a hurry, walked to the position of the musketeer team side by side and gave the first order: "Artillery fire!" ”

The ultimate range of the 6-pounder gun was 1500 meters, and the 6 guns fired almost simultaneously, and then it was free fire.

Only when you really stand on the opposite side of the thief do you realize that human life is so low. Just for a bite to eat, the 6-pounder cannon struck through a dense crowd like a hot knife cutting cheese, and just one round of fire cost the hungry ranks hundreds of names.

The crowd seemed to pause slightly, and continued to rush forward under the huge inertia.

When the cannon sounded, Ma Huihui felt that something was not right, these officers and soldiers were too strange, and they looked weird. After being surrounded by 100,000 people, since he is not in a hurry. Shouldn't normal officers and soldiers panic when they see this unsightly head and this earth-shaking shouting of killing? The last time I met this kind of officer and soldier should be traced back to a guy named Cao Wenzhao.

Cao Wenzhao's cavalry, that is the origin of the Guanning Army. What is the origin of this force? Black plate armor, two-foot-long cross spears, and those bird-fired soldiers who stood still. All of them show a sense of excellence.

The artillery was still firing methodically, and the 6 six-pounder guns suppressed a frontal gun, which worked surprisingly well. Constantly tearing open a river of blood, and constantly being filled by the followers. After three rounds, fear inevitably came. After all, it's not an army, it's just a group of peasants, and they can't survive to rise up to rebel. In the face of such fierce artillery fire, the courage to rush forward is constantly decreasing. At this time, the displaced people on the left and right sides approached about 500 meters relatively smoothly.

The expected blow did not come, and the artillery continued to bombard the front. When I rushed to the foot of the mountain, I unexpectedly found that the slope was a little steep, and the people in front were squeezed forward by the people behind, and the weapons in my hands were also some wooden sticks and kitchen knives, and even these were not even these, and there were many people carrying wooden forks and moving bricks.

"Rush up!" Ma Hui was excited and shouted. The trump card in his hand is more than 3,000 outlaws, and the guys in his hands are all good, and the worst ones have leather armor. With the main force of the old battalion, Ma Huihui decided to press forward, as long as these officers and soldiers were overwhelmed by the crowd, the 3,000 people of the old battalion would be the main force to chase and kill, and they all had horses.

On either side, five hundred crossmen, standing, and where they stand, there is a wall. A black wall.

"Raise your gun!" The officer's command sounded, and the long muzzle of the gun stretched forward, and without any effort, he stabbed forward, poof, poof, and the rushing stream of people turned his companion into a meat skewer. In front of them, there was not only a forest of guns, but also a seemingly simple, but in fact impassable trench and a barbed wire. In the first row of the crossmen, many people put their guns directly on the barbed wire.

The spear in the back, resting on the shoulders of his companions, kept repeating one thing under the command of the password, poking forward, retracting, and poking forward. The crossguns in the front row quickly turned into meat skewers, and if it weren't for the barbed wire and trenches, people would have rushed through. At this time, the military order sounded: "Retreat!" (To be continued......)