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That day, when Song heard that his house had been raided, he hurriedly went out and definitely didn't look at the yellow calendar. He came out as a good person, but in less than a day, he lacked eyes and arms. His doom wasn't over yet. This cavalry team slowly withdrew in the direction of Wuhu City while escorting the seriously wounded Qianhu Lord. Just bumped into the Cheng Pan Firearms Brigade who came from the back of his buttocks.

Cheng Pan was very nervous when he heard that the militia brigade had encountered the Thousand Cavalry of the Tanma Red Army, because Cheng Pan had personally learned the strength of the cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty. Fearing that the militia had collapsed and that the retreating militia would affect the formation of the firearms corps, they went around from behind the buttocks of the cavalry of the Tanma Red Army.

As a result, neither side expected the results that appeared. What Cheng Pan didn't expect was that the cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty was repelled by his own half-hung militia team. And what the hundreds of households on the other side didn't expect was that this Nima thief wanted to pack them, and that Risong didn't know the current situation, and was in a happy coma due to excessive blood loss.

Startled at the same time when both sides met near the official road, the Mongols stopped. Under the command of Cheng Pan, the village protection team quickly formed a battle queue.

Several hundred households on the opposite side took a closer look. The enemy in front of them did not have artillery to their detriment. Moreover, there were fewer people than the group just now, the formation was looser than that of the enemy just now (the musket formation was a little more spread than the spear), and the weapons of these people were not very good, and the spears were shorter than the previous ones. After discussion, these two hundred and fifty households felt that they could rush it.

At this time, Cheng Pan's musket army was divided into several teams, holding the No. 1 musket with good bullets, and approached in a neat oblique line forward.

Finally the cavalry finally charged with their scimitars, and there were no archers. The only archers were mostly destroyed by two shots in the previous battle. Now all that remains is pure scimitar cavalry.

The group of cavalry in front of Cheng Panxian was not the same as the cavalry team that he wanted to die of a year ago, and under the command of Tong Guò Qiyu, the musket queue was shot at one time. And this group of hundreds of households who wanted to pick up soft persimmons and pinch them appeared, they were wrong, and when the lines composed of yellow firelight flashed, a sound completely different from the cannon echoed. The charging cavalry fell one by one, as if swung back and forth by the scythe of death.

A salvo of two hundred cavalrymen fell on the way to the charge, and the real corpses were scattered. The two hundred households who took the lead in the charge went to see their immortal heaven without any success. This kind of ending is too terrifying.

The remaining hundred households looked at this bloody scene, and cold sweat began to break out on their heads. It's not that they haven't seen dead people, these bastards have a few lives on their hands when they bully men and women in their hometowns, and they have actually operated worse deaths than this, but they have never seen that killing people can be so neat and neat, and it is their own side that is slaughtered. For a long time, one of the hundred households said softly: "They are all holding small cannons in their hands." ”

After this battle, the hundred households with a little courage have all died, and the rest are pus-filled soft eggs. Looking at the approaching musket queue, I don't know whether to move forward or backward.

He Cheng suddenly heard a familiar voice, and he quickly recognized that it was the sound of a volley of muskets. It's a voice he hears every day in the training camp. He knew that the supreme commander was not far away and engaged with the retreating Mongol cavalry.

He yelled, "Assemble," and the entire queue was in order. After leaving 2,000 men to guard the artillery, he hurriedly took 2,000 men to support the battle against the water dogs. After all, the militia is a militia, although it is only two miles away, but there are constantly people falling behind in the running forward, He Cheng doesn't care about this, gathers most of the people, and advances.

The poor Mongol cavalry is really cowardly now. Since the head-on breakthrough does not work, try to bypass from both sides. However, as the cavalry was about to make a detour to the side, several centripe-men musketeers on the flanks ran forward and blocked the path that the cavalry was about to detour, and fired a volley, leaving behind a field of corpses. The plan for the detour failed. Originally, the degree of cavalry could have been suddenly accelerated, but if there was more seriously wounded Narisong in the cavalry ranks, it would not be able to come up quickly. Throw away the boss and run away, don't mention how to explain when you run back, as long as you bring it up, the pro-soldier next to you will pull out a knife. For these pro-soldiers, once that day pine their master died. They also want to commit suicide, and if they don't, choose to run away. I'm sorry, their whole family is going to die.

The battlefield changed in an instant, and soon they didn't even have the chance to escape after losing that day, and after a period of discussion, the remaining few pig-headed hundred households and the leaders of the pro-soldier team decided to run backwards and completely shake off the evil stars in front of them, and then go back to the thousand households. As for whether Risong can survive back to the nest to heal his injuries, it depends on the destiny of heaven. But they ran for a while, and now they were delusional. He Cheng led 15oo pikemen to block their retreat.

The next step was the gradual narrowing of the encirclement, in which the first row of musketeers withdrew their bullets, fearing that they would accidentally injure their own people (to prevent misfire), and approached in a dense formation with muskets of nearly two meters. The second row followed the first row with its guns pointing to the sky. If a cavalryman wants to rush over, he will shoot and kill him (the distance is close to the head, and the cavalry will not accidentally injure the opposing infantry if the muzzle of the cavalry is raised).

In the end, it was the militia that wielded a bigger role, and their spears were longer. It is more suitable for this kind of bracketing work. I have to say that the cavalry is a live target when it is out of degree, and under the skilled stabbing of the militia, one by one the cavalry is poked down.

At this time, Na Risong seemed to be woken up by the screams of killing around him. He now woke up in such a desperate situation, and pointed to the remaining pig-brained hands, his fingers shaking. Then he looked at the three-edged spear heads around him, and shouted back to the light: "If you wait for the thief, you will not die well." It should be a complete hiccup due to excessive blood loss.

The captain of the pro-soldier shouted to the master and the master, and shook Na Risong, hoping that he would wake up and not scare him. It's a pity that their master really knelt. Twenty-five pro-soldiers shouted into the sky, and then rushed forward like madness. There was no turning point in the situation, and the militia subconsciously completed the stabbing action under the neat slogans of the commanders. The faces and chests of the 25 pro-soldiers, and the lower abdomen were instantly smashed by rows of spearheads, without any blow. The only effect is that their deaths are too horrific. The militia who completed the assassination was disgusted.

Of course, the rest of the Mongolian cavalry children were scared and came out. Completely kneel and surrender.

In this battle, Cheng Pan died on one side, one for the village guard, one for the militia, one was killed by the dying cavalry with a knife in the neck, and the other was killed by an arrow in the eye socket. A further 12 people suffered injuries ranging from severity to severity, all of which were healed after recuperation. These casualties did not make the militia timid, but provoked their murderous spirit, and some of the enemies who were turned mad dogs by their absolute numerical superiority were terrible. Moreover, Cheng Pan and his officers always emphasized the treatment of soldiers killed and disabled during the battle. Cheng Pan's team has endured such losses.

Let's talk about the harvest of this battle, first of all, this battle completely defeated the Wuhu area, the mobile forces of the Yuan Dynasty. No other force here would dare to stop Cheng Pan's agrarian revolution, and the battle harvested six hundred horses, most of which were stewed off, but there were dozens of fertile male and female ponies. If it weren't for these horses, Cheng Pan would not have practiced encirclement tactics. Kill them all with muskets. As for those captives, Cheng Pan asked them to lay down their weapons and go back to Wuhu City, first, Cheng Pan didn't want to kill the prisoners, and secondly, these people were raising food, and Cheng Pan's current labor force was enough. Thirdly, these people have been frightened and fled back, they will not dare to go to the battlefield in this life, and they will spread terror.

After this war, well-informed landlords divided the land under their names to their wives, children and brothers, and each person owned exactly 3o acres of land. No more, no less. After receiving these messages, Cheng Pan said that he allowed it. Landlords everywhere followed suit, and some of the land was divided among relatives, while others were directly given to tenants, and the land reform hit a heavy blow in the void. So efforts were made to destroy usury and private casinos. The frightened landlord class has become the leading party. Cheng Pan's township administration was established with the support of armed forces.

At the same time, Cheng Pan encountered another problem, not all of whom were oppressed were Han Chinese. Some Mongols are also working as tenants for their masters, and they are also struggling with hunger. Cheng Pan expressed surprise at this phenomenon, and asked in depth at the same time. Although the Mongols are now the ruling nation, most of the people at the bottom do not enjoy the privileges of the ruling nation. Cheng Pan thought about it and thought that it was also, now the upper echelons of the Yuan Dynasty were busy enjoying the accumulation of wealth and land annexation. Who cares about the life or death of poor relatives, there are so many people, and they have to eat the Yuan Dynasty. Therefore, these Mongols who were displaced in the countryside often started out as yeoman farmers, and after a few disasters, the land in their hands was annexed. As for the Mongols, the law that the Han people killed the Han people and only paid one cow could only be implemented in the cities, and in the countryside, these poor Mongolians dared to be arrogant, and the next day they were beaten to death by a stick, and they didn't know how to die.

For these Mongols, Cheng Pan gave an order. All Mongol civilians under their rule chose a Han surname from among the 100 family surnames and registered it in the administrative group. From now on, as long as you don't mention your Mongolian identity, all policies will be treated equally. Including joining the military, paying taxes, electing and being elected.

After this policy was issued, it has been strictly enforced ever since. The effect is huge, and in just over a hundred years, the term Mongolia has completely dissipated in the wind of history like Xianbei in history.

After Cheng Pan issued this order at this time, he also repeatedly emphasized to his administrative team that it was the system, not a race, that persecuted us. Only then did some of the signs of racial revenge within the country be eliminated. A month later, the racists could not find a target for revenge, because the Mongolian civilians had changed their surnames, and no one could see it.