The south bank of the Yellow River embankment in Shaanzhou.

A big man wearing an old Fan Yang hat, a dark blue arrow suit, and a big red cloak was looking at the other side.

This is Li Zicheng's standard dress, although the Fan Yang hat on his head is a little old, but the red tassels on the top of the hat are very bright and dazzling, fluttering wantonly in the winter wind.

Behind Li Zicheng, dozens of generals were in bright armor, and several scribes were in high spirits. Behind them, countless flags fluttered in the wind, and the army spread all over the mountains and fields, turning the entire south bank of the Yellow River into a sea of people.

"Let's get started!"

A simple sentence means the arrival of a bloody storm and the beginning of a war.

The entire ice surface in the Shaanzhou area is 150 miles away, and Chen Shangzhi, the deputy general of Pingyang, has nearly 20,000 soldiers in his hands, plus the requisitioned civilian training and reinforcements, the total strength of the army has reached 70,000, and these 70,000 people have to defend the defense area of 150 miles. What's more, Li Zicheng's army numbered hundreds of thousands.

When the vanguard of the Dashun army stepped on the ice, Chen Shangzhi knew that he was bound to be defeated.

The crowd was so shocking that it only took two quarters of an hour for Chen Shangzhi, who was standing on the embankment, to see the opposite embankment except for the enemy troops.

This is Li Zicheng's usual tactic of crowds, in order to prevent the pressure on the ice surface from being too great, the soldiers of the Dashun army pulled very open, and at a glance, the entire combat line was still full of people except people.

"Boom." With a bang, one of the artillery pieces of the Ming army defending the river embankment opened fire.

The projectile, visible to the naked eye, landed on the ice, and then rushed headlong into the crowd of the Dashun army.

The lethal effect is unknown, a small projectile has a limited effect on the sea of people, and the soldiers of the Dashun army are unmoved, and the crowd is accelerating.

As the first cannon roared, the defender's guns were set on fire, and projectiles whistled into the crowd or rushed across the ice. The ice increased the impact of the projectile, and screams and blood began to fill.

The damage from the artillery began to show its liliang, the stumps and severed arms, the blood donations sprayed on the ice, and the screams of the soldiers made the soldiers of the Dashun army begin to have a small commotion.

"Quick, accelerate!" The officers of the Dashun army wielded their swords and desperately instructed the soldiers to accelerate.

The soldiers in front are equivalent to cannon fodder, and the real warriors in the back are still part-time warlords. Therefore, the soldiers in front did not dare to turn back at all, the troubled times are human life, and if you turn back and run, you will definitely be hacked to death, and there is still life when you rush forward. This is the fate of the cannon fodder of the rebels, and no one can predict whether they can live and eat a full meal.

The soldiers of the Dashun army had already passed the middle of the ice, when the second round of artillery rang out.

Due to the closer distance, the projectile is much more powerful than the first round. One of the soldiers was shot in the head, and the red and white objects sprayed all around in an instant, and the surrounding soldiers were visibly shocked.

The riot brought by the artillery made the soldiers of the Dashun Army behind see that the situation was not good, and under the command of the officer, the soldiers began to wave their weapons and shout: "Speed up, the artillery is finished, rush quickly!" ”

Seeing the overwhelming enemy rushing forward desperately, the gunners on the Ming side hurriedly reloaded the gunpowder in a panic.

The speed of the enemy is too fast, and there are too many, and all over the mountains and fields are the shadows of the enemy. Chen Shangzhi, deputy commander-in-chief of Pingyang, had a pale face, he understood that the expected crowd tactics were very scary, and of course they were also very effective, and if they couldn't suppress the soldiers, they would probably collapse directly.

The enemy in front of them is not so much an army as a patchwork rabble, these people wear different clothes, some are ordinary people's clothes, some are the standard military uniforms of the official army, and even some people are wearing thin spring and autumn clothes in the winter. As for the shields, there are almost no of these cannon fodder, and the weapons are even more varied, and some people are actually holding a wooden stick.

But it is these rabble that have already made the Great Tomorrow chaotic, and Chen Shangzhi understands their strength: "The supervising team is ready, and those who dare to flee and fear the battle will be killed!" Archers prepare ~~ "The artillery has one more chance, it is almost impossible to repel the enemy, and now you can only rely on the archers to resist for a while, and then rely on the embankment as a line of defense."

"Bow on the string~~" As the enemy gets closer and closer, the archers prepare.

"I'm afraid it's ten times as large as our army, right?" Jiang Xuan, the chief soldier of Xuanda who was in charge of a section of the embankment, muttered.

Wei Jingyu looked at the crowd of people swarming in front of him, he understood everything, this Jiang Hao probably had the idea of retreating: "Although there are many people, they are just some farmers who have put down their sickles and hoes, why should Jiang Shuai worry?" ”

"That's the case, but there is a huge disparity in strength" Jiang Hao was still not optimistic about this battle.

At this moment, suddenly a soldier pulled the bowstring and shot the arrow.

The enemy is still two hundred paces away, so the effect goes without saying.

Sometimes, people can be nervous, especially in the face of their own life and death, and fear needs a release. The soldier had clearly made such a mistake, and it didn't matter if he made a mistake, but the soldiers of the entire line were nervous, and his release of fear brought about a group effect; All the archers drew their bows at this moment and shot their arrows.

The arrows in the sky rose into the sky with a graceful arc, and the scene of countless white feathers flying was beautiful, but unfortunately, it was too far away from the enemy.

The officers began to suppress the soldiers in anger, and at this time, the enemy troops running on the ice were still more than a hundred paces away from the embankment, and the third round of artillery fired

The sound of the artillery was not uniform and sparse, and at this time, drums sounded in the rear of the Dashun army, and all the soldiers of the Dashun army made a tactic they often used - drumming.

The purpose of the noise is to shout with all the strength of the whole body, and the purpose is very simple, that is, to deter the enemy by strengthening the momentum and increasing the offensive momentum.

Hundreds of thousands of people shouted at the same time, this huge sound overshadowed the drums, but also overshadowed the sound of artillery, it stretched for dozens of miles, making the soldiers on the Ming side even more frightened.

Wei Jingyu watched in amazement as the enemy approached, and the shouts of hundreds of thousands of people shocked him beyond words.

The Inspector was shocked beyond words, but Jiang Xuan, the chief soldier of Xuanda, was absolutely undisturbed, unaffected by the enemy's clamour, what should he do or what he should do.

When Wei Jingyu was pulled by his entourage to react, he suddenly found that there was no one on the embankment for several miles, of course, this is not counting the dozen or so entourages around Wei Jingyu.

Jiang Huang Jiang is a well-tested veteran, not to mention his experience, his observation of the battle situation is absolutely meticulous - if you don't run at this time, you will wait for when.

On the defense line of Chen Shangzhi, the chief soldier of Pingyang, there are actually only a few thousand soldiers under him, and the rest are the patchwork guards and civilian training, as well as Jiang Jiu's soldiers. Jiang Hao ran away, and the consequences can be imagined.

Li Zicheng's army was still 100 paces away from the Yellow River embankment, and the avalanche actually began like this.

Chen Shangzhi watched in despair as the soldiers around him were decreasing, and the soldiers he sent out were gone, obviously swept away by the flow of people.

The defeat has been achieved, and the unimaginable Chen Shangzhi closed his eyes: "Let's withdraw and withdraw to Pingyang Mansion to make plans." ”

The defeat of the Ming army was expected, but Li Zicheng did not expect it to be so easy. When the crowd rushed up the embankment, it was greeted by abandoned weapons, dozens of small artillery pieces and a small amount of ammunition, and beneath the embankment were miles of tents and supplies.

Everything is there, but there's no one. Li Zicheng seems to have come to carry out a fruitful autumn harvest, and it is destined to be very fruitful.

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