Chapter 5 Gripping the Scroll and Forgetting the Sorrow
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On a dark and rainy night, in the corner of the side hall of the Qianqing Palace, something rushed up to the sky, and only in mid-air did it emit a bright light, like lightning, and quickly flashed a dazzling light and fell silent.
It's just that this lightning bolt is not followed by bursts of thunder.
On the outskirts of Beijing, on the post road leading to the imperial city, in the sound of wind, rain, thunder and the sound of trees being blown by the wind and rain, you can vaguely hear a team of people and horses galloping, and the hooves of horses wrapped in cloth are stepping into the muddy puddles.
An occasional flash of lightning illuminated the dark night sky, and you could see shiny swords and guns, full black armor, and even the horses were mostly brown and black, and this team was obviously well-trained, and even on such a rainy night, there was not the slightest noise or complaining.
Except for the sound of wind and rain, it was the sound of neat footsteps on the post road, and even the occasional neighing of military horses mixed with one or two was inaudible.
As they got closer and closer to the imperial city, suddenly the cuckoo cries sounded, and the men and horses stopped, and then scattered in all directions in an orderly manner, hiding in the woods and wild grass beside the post road.
Soon after the group of men and horses were hidden, a little light slowly drifted from a distance, getting closer and brighter, and by the little light in the lantern, you could see this group of chariots and horses, with baggageβfirearms, artillery, and other things.
This team of centaurs also looks very capable, and the occasional collision between the scabbard and the iron armor will flash a cold light, which is intimidating.
This is Chang Shanwei's people.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Meng Xian, the commander of the Changshan guards who led the team, was a little nervous, he looked around, but he couldn't see anything clearly, but in the faint light, he always felt that there was a figure hidden among the dense forests on both sides.
It is impossible for people to know about such a confidential act, and the smoke and light just now show that the inner palace has been launched, and at this time, I have to hurry up to the imperial city and join them, with this batch of firearms, success is just around the corner, and you must not be timid at this time.
He said in a deep voice: "Pass the order, speed up, go full speed." β
Just as his order was being delivered, he heard the slashing of swords in his ears, a voice all too familiar to a soldier.
ambushed. He was terrified, and felt the chill of the rainy night more and more, and couldn't help but shiver: obviously, the other party was waiting for them with their swords unsheathed, so they didn't realize until the sound of slashing began.
This is the work of a well-trained army.
"Attention, there is an ambush-" Before his command could be transmitted, the group of men and horses who had been ambushed in the forest had already covered up, and they were accurate, ruthless, and fast, and the Chang Shanwei led by Meng Xian were caught off guard, and many people fell in a pool of blood in a moment, and the blood and rain quickly flowed to the low-lying places.
It was washed away by the new rain.
Although Chang Shanwei was an elite army led by Meng Xian, who was brave and good at fighting, because they were in a hurry to respond to the battle, their preparations were not as adequate as the other party's, even if they were as ruthless as the other party, they also lost the opportunity.
Meng Xian gritted his teeth, raised the spear in his hand, stabbed left and right diagonally, and knocked over several black-armored sergeants in a row.
Just as he raised his gun again, he heard a loud shout.
"Arrowβ"
His ears could even hear the man pull five feathered arrows from his quiver, his thumb on the bowstring, and then, aiming at his target, let go of his hand.
Meng Xian was terrified in his heart, the other party actually disdained to make a secret move on him, and shouted to remind him first, before he opened his bow and arrows.
He swung the spear in his hand like a wind wheel, and no one approached.
However, all of a sudden, the five feathered arrows were like meteors, shooting straight at them with the sound of the whirring wind, but the order of reaching them was different.
Meng Xian picked off the five feather arrows one after another, and was relieved, slowing down, but was shot in the wrist by a small black arrow, and the spear fell to the ground.
It turned out to be an arrow within an arrow - after five consecutive arrows, there were also small arrows.
Who is it? Such a good skill?
Before Meng Xian could search for the name of such a skilled person in his mind, a man wearing black armor on a black horse stabbed at him with a spear, blocking the sword of a black-armored sergeant with his left hand.
Meng Xian responded to the battle, but he had already been hit by an arrow with his right hand that he was accustomed to on weekdays, and the sword in his left hand was not as good as the opponent's spear, and he was knocked to the ground by that person in less than five rounds back and forth, and the cold spear tip pierced his throat, but no matter how he rolled, he couldn't escape, and even, he wanted to send his throat to the tip of the gun, and he couldn't do it.
Meng Xian fell in the mud, struggled to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked in despair, "Who are you?" Since you want to kill your master, you can give it a good time, why do you tease others like a girl? β
"When you should know, you will know." But the man ignored his method of provocation, and his spear was as fast as lightning, and he pointed at some of his acupuncture points, and then commanded those around him: "Tie up, tie up." β
As soon as Meng Xian was captured, the melee did not last too long, Chang Shanwei quickly collapsed, and was quickly controlled by the team of black-clothed and black-armored men and horses, and for the individual Chang Shanwei who fled, the person who captured Meng Xian did not order the pursuit, but calmly ordered, "According to the original plan, a team of men and horses will stay to check and fill in the gaps, leave evidence, and the others will hurry up and follow me to the imperial city and join the other brothers!" β
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The military system of the Ming Dynasty inherited and developed the characteristics of the military system of the Tang, Song and Yuan dynasties, and established the guard system, whose military status was hereditary, and the guards had a fixed registration, the integration of soldiers and peasants, and the garrison and garrison, which not only ensured the source of soldiers, but also met the supply of the army.
The guards of the Ming Dynasty were extremely large and complex, and were divided into the guards under the jurisdiction of the emperor's pro-army Jingwei and the governor's office of the five armies, among which the 19 guards such as Jinwu and Yulin in the 26 guards of the pro-army were responsible for guarding the imperial city and guarding the inspection.
Yu Linwei commander Peng Xu was looking nervously at the city gate, and one of his cronies asked in a low voice: "Master Peng, why is it almost the appointed time, and there is no movement at all, will there be any changes?" β
Peng Xu was also anxious, but after listening to what his cronies said, he still smiled and said: "Such a big event, naturally it is better to be cautious, don't worry, it will definitely come." The fireworks signal in the palace had already been released, and they would come over as soon as they received it. β
His cronies suddenly said in surprise: "Here they are, here they are." β
Peng Xu hurriedly looked, his eyesight was excellent, although the sky was not clear, but it was a faint light on the horizon, he had already seen that on the official road leading to the west gate of the imperial city guarded by Yulin Guard, there was a black army coming, and he could vaguely see the heavy military objects.
It was the artillery and the firearms that would keep them victorious.
When the group arrived at the city gate, in the thick and solid copper-covered gate, there was a question.
"Password?"
"The Big Dipper is high, and Geshu carries a knife at night."
In a matter of moments, the people outside the city gate answered.
Peng Xu waved his hand, "Open the door." β
The gate creaked open, for it was so heavy that only a small crack had been opened in a moment's effort.
"Don't open it, they are-" Meng Xian's voice suddenly came from the army, and then he was covered again.
Peng Xu was furious, "Close the door, close the door quickly-"
Although only a small crack was opened, the people outside rushed up like a tidal wave, and finally broke the city gate open.
Peng Xu led his men and horses to fight.
These black-clad and black-armored men have obviously been battle-hardened for a long time, and as soon as they entered the city gate, they separated in an orderly manner, some were responsible for fighting Peng Xu's people, some were responsible for taking over the city gate, and some were responsible for attacking the city wall......
And less than a hundred steps away from the city gate, two people on two black horses kept opening their bows and arrows to shoot continuously, and every bow sounded, three or five people fell from the city wall in response, and were shot by their arrows.
Who are these two? One can shoot three in a row, and one can shoot five in a row?
Seeing a large number of people and horses in the back neatly pressing, when he heard the continuous shouting, he already knew that there was more than one bad luck, and seeing that the battle situation was unfavorable at the moment, Peng Xu's heart suddenly sank, and his fighting spirit was greatly frustrated for a while.
He didn't even notice that one of the people on top of the dark horse had already approached him.
Although the man's face was covered with blood and sweat, and his true face was barely visible, he was faintly visible, but he was just a young man in his twenties.
This person is the one who shoots the trifecta?
Peng Xu recognized his figure, in his mind, there was no such person, he wiped his face angrily, and shouted angrily: "This is the imperial city, do you want to make trouble?" β
The young man looked at him for a moment, and laughed loudly: "Commander Peng, do you still want to resist?" You should make it clear to them who they want to make trouble. β
With a wave of his hand, the young man took out a sword from behind him, "This is the Shangfang sword given by the emperor, and you still don't want to catch it?" The emperor has a decree, those who repent will not be blamed in the past, and those who resist will be killed. β
Although he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, his words were still very scary, and Peng Xu suddenly knelt down for a large amount.
Peng Xu knew that the general trend was gone, but he had no way to retreat, so he hurriedly yelled, "Don't listen to him, we are ordered by the emperor to guard the imperial city, and anyone who has a nuisance will be complicit in rebellion, so don't take him down quickly." β
Some people picked up their weapons again, and some of Peng Xu's cronies who followed him desperately resisted.
However, the other party was overwhelmed, and the situation was reversed little by little, and in the end, on the city wall, it had been replaced by black-armored sergeants, Peng Xu and others were sandwiched in the middle, and they had become the end of a strong crossbow, like a little firelight, which was quickly extinguished.
Abandon the armor and drag the soldiers, and be defeated.
Peng Xu, who was tied up by several black-armored sergeants, stared at the young man, "Who are you?" I haven't heard of you, if you are not a petty person, why hide it? β
The young man smiled, "The master said, when you should know, you will know, and you don't need to ask." β
With a wave of his hand, "Take it away." Let's hurry up and join up with the other three brothers. β
After Peng Xu was taken away, he grinned at the person who rode over behind him: "Master, I'm right to say this?" β
The person behind him was the person who captured Meng Xian before, and said in a deep voice: "The words are right, but the force is wrong, when you captured him just now, you even asked a few of them to help, and after this battle is over, you can practice again." Also, just now you were asked to block Meng Xian's mouth, and you were actually broken free by him, which is really too light for the enemy. β
The young man stuck out his tongue and replied with a bitter face: "Yes, master." β