70, Raid from Mongolia (Meng)

Pu Weiguo and Pu Jinghai are both surnamed Pu, yes, although they are not brothers, but in terms of blood, they still have a little distant cousin relationship. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Pu Weiguo trusted Pu Jinghai's cruelty and cold-bloodedness.

Cold-blooded, not bad at all. Pu Jinghai's specialty is cold-blooded. But strategically and tactically, he is not very smart. Wei Guo probably shouldn't have made him a deputy commander. In short, Pu Weiguo asked Pu Jinghai to take care of everything for him.

The Loudspeaker is a warmonger rather than a military strategist, who can point to death a group of people but is not good at defending a city. But he still laid out the outpost.

Dusk came, and Pu Weiguo returned to Zimeng after inspecting the terrain of the planned fort, when suddenly he heard the sound of artillery. He looked up and saw red smoke rising from the street. It's offense, surprise attack, and assault. There is a war going on in the city.

Pu Weiguo has always been unfazed, but this time he was dumbfounded. He never expected this to happen. Who could this be? Obviously, it won't be Chen Qingjun. It is impossible to attack four people with one person.

So are the bandits from Jiang Li? What kind of rapid march should it be? It is unlikely that Jiang Liren is on the side, and it is absolutely impossible for Chen Qingjun.

Defend the country quickly. When he met the fleeing people on the way, he inquired about them, and they cried out in despair, "Blues, Blues!" and when he rushed into the city, the situation was terrible.

As we have just seen, when the peasants arrived in Zimeng, they spread out in the city, doing whatever they wanted, as the Vendée said: "obedience out of affection". This obedience produces heroes, but not soldiers.

They put cannons and baggage under the vault of the old vegetable market, not to guard the street, but to block it.

Dusk gradually approached, and most people fell asleep with their headrests in their pockets. A few of them also had wives with them, because peasant women often accompanied the peasants, and in the Qi state, pregnant peasant women could act as spies. It's a warm July night with stars twinkling in the deep dark blue sky. In this campsite, which is not like a barracks but a merchant inn, people sleep peacefully. Suddenly, those who had not yet closed their eyes, in the twilight of dusk, saw three cannons facing the street day.

This is Chen Qingjun. He attacked the outpost, entered the city, and occupied the street entrance.

One of the soldiers stood up and shouted the password, and fired a shot, which was returned with artillery, and a fierce shootout began. The drowsy people suddenly jumped. Terrible blow. They fell asleep in starlight, only to wake up with shrapnel flying everywhere.

The first moment was terrifying. What could be more tragic than the sudden killing of a large number of people in a dense crowd?

They shouted, ran, threw themselves at their weapons, and many fell. The offensive caught them by surprise, and they even shot at each other. Some people ran out of the house in despair, ran back and ran out again, dazed and bullets

Running around. Some families call out to each other. Women and children were also drawn into this bitter war. Whistling bullets pierced the darkness. The smoke was thick and noisy. Plus the truck crashed into a big car. People are stepping on the wounded, there are people on the ground. Some were terrified, others were dumbfounded. Soldiers look for officers, and officers look for soldiers. And in the midst of all this is gloomy indifference. A woman was leaning against the wall to breastfeed her baby, and her husband was also leaning against the wall, one leg was broken and blood was pouring out, but still calmly getting the bullet and shooting blindly at the dark front. Some men were prostrate on the ground, firing their guns from behind the wheels of the carts. Sometimes there was a hustle and bustle, but the roar of the cannons overshadowed everything. The sight is chilling.

It's like cutting down trees and falling down one by one.

Chen Qingjun was ambushed in the shadows, and his men suffered very few casualties.

However, the Qi army, which was in disarray, finally went on the defensive. They retreated to the vegetable market, which was a large gloomy fortress, a forest of stone pillars. They gained a foothold there. Everything that resembles the woods gives them confidence.

To Chen Qingjun's great surprise, the Qi army did not use the artillery, because the artillery officers and Pu Weiguo went to Zimeng Mountain together, and the young men could neither use long nor short cannons, but they used guns to shoot

The Blues who fired the artillery. They returned the cannon with continuous firing. Now they have found cover. They piled up flatbed trucks, trucks, baggage, and all the barrels from the old vegetable market into a high street, leaving a gap in the middle to stick their guns out. Because of these holes, their shooting was dangerous. It all happened quickly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the vegetable market was on

It became an insurmountable fortress.

The situation facing Chen Qingjun has become grim. The market suddenly became a fortress, something he didn't expect. The enemy was firmly assembled there. Chen Qingjun successfully completed the surprise attack, but failed to defeat the enemy. He got out of the chariot and held it in one hand

With his sword and arms folded in front of his chest, he stood in the light of the torches that illuminated the artillery corps, and observed the darkness intently.

The people on the other side of the barricade saw his tall figure in the firelight. He became a target, but he couldn't care.

He pondered. Rows of bullets fired from barricades fell around him.

But his cannon was enough for so many bullets. Shells always prevail. Whoever has the cannon wins. His cannons are powerful and guaranteed to have a land advantage. Suddenly, a burst of fire erupted from the dark vegetable market, followed by a thunderous thud, and a cannonball pierced the house above Chen Qingjun's head.

The barricades responded with cannons.

What's going on? A new situation has emerged. Now there are artillery on both sides.

The second shell came one after the other, piercing the wall very close to Chen Qingjun. A third shell lifted his hat to the ground.

These were large-caliber shells, fired from a cannon weighing sixteen pounds.

"They're aiming at you, Commander. The gunners shouted.

So they extinguished the torches. Chen Qingjun picked up his hat and thought thoughtfully.

There are indeed people who are targeting Chen Qingjun, it is Pu Weiguo. He had just come to the barricade from behind.

Pu Jinghai ran towards him.

"My lord, we have been attacked. ”

"Who is it?"

"I don't know. ”

"After fighting for a long time, you still don't know who the other party is? Are you an idiot? Or are you not awake from the wine? Do you want me to throw you over and see who the enemy is?" Pu Weiguo scolded angrily.