Under the monocular mirror of the sky, the green battalion of the camp on the opposite bank began to flee from the rear camp in a hurry to trample on each other, in order to avoid the dense artillery, scrambling away from the ferry. It's time, Li Xiao smiled, then reorganized the glamorous Wu, and ordered the heralds who had already prepared with a solemn face: "Pass the order of the Governor of Wuchang, all battalions cross the river, and kill anyone who resists or is full of people."

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Dozens of heralds quickly dispersed with their horses and galloped towards the phalanxes of the battalions......

"The Governor of Wuchang will order, cross the river."

"Crossing the River ......"

"Stubborn resistance, killing, full of people, killing without mercy."

"Hooray......

"Forward, everything is for the sake of waiting for the clothes and siblings, everything is for the sake of waiting for the robes of your parents, everything is for the Ming Dynasty to stand majestically and be glorious for thousands of years." It was the officers of the battalions who shouted, and this slogan during the parade had long been popular among the major regiments and had become the main slogan to motivate morale.

The phalanx of each battalion immediately resounded: "All for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Hooray......

One by one, the ship~ ship was connected to the ground ~ board at the ferry. The soldiers of the camps carried marching bags on their backs. Holding on to the cymbals, the detachment began to board the ship. Loaded with soldiers, the stern ~ the ship began to untie the cables. Sail away from the South Bank. Another empty boat immediately took over the ferry spot. Continue to load the soldiers. Orderly in the roar of artillery ground constantly transported back and forth.

The artillery on the south bank is still roaring. Although the artillery was distributed to the Wuchang Corps, there were only forty pieces. But the powerful new artillery that shocked the low-powered green battalions was unprecedented. Running out of the range of artillery, Feng Kaishan saw that the Ming army began to cross the river. Attempts were made to assemble battalions for counter-landings. But the battalions did not dare to come within range of the artillery under any circumstances. The huge roar, coupled with the huge crater in front of them, terrified the Green Battalion soldiers, and the unfortunate corpses were scattered all over the crater. There were even fellow people who had been blown off and wailed in the craters. It's just that no one dares to take a step forward. Save these comrades-in-arms on weekdays. Many even felt that it was still unsafe to get out of range of the artillery. Taking advantage of the chaos, he began to flee in the direction of Hankou.

It's still the same sentence. No one wants to fight hard, no one wants to shed blood. There is no ideal, there is no glory, and even the local salary on weekdays can only get 30%. Fifty percent is because the imperial court really has no salary, and the other two percent have now entered the governor's pocket after layers of deductions. Just for 30% of the money? For those who are blessed and blessed? Or is it for the sake of these commanders who are commanding and commanding on weekdays?

Run. You see. Mr. Lian ran away. Their fate is fate. Isn't that our destiny? We have the worst quality knives and guns in our hands, and the people are guarding against us. When they don't give us enough nourishment, they rush to the front. When it's cannon fodder's turn, it's going to be buried with our flesh and blood. Why don't we run? We are not stupid. It's not that the people are stupid. You should also know that life is precious. More important than everything, ants still steal life. What's more, us?

"Brothers. Run. I don't know if it's a shout. Xi Xi fell to the ground and some people began to flee. Even some Qianzong and guerrilla officials were involved.

Feng Kaishan angrily led a team of personal soldiers and began to press behind the formation. to prevent a rout. He's different from the others. He was born in the Han military banner. Hardcore traitor. His hands were stained with the blood of the Han Chinese. He is nowhere to go. Only the Manchurians sat firmly. His land is prosperous and rich to be preserved. He can avoid being liquidated. What's more, now the Hubei general army is dead. He is the most promising lieutenant general. The condition was that he had to defeat the Ming army that crossed the river. Defend the ferry. Even if you can't hold it. There is absolutely no escape. Otherwise, the world is big. There is no place for him anymore.

"Who dares to take a step back, kill." Feng Kaishan issued an order to the pro-soldiers, the pro-soldiers are different from other soldiers, every senior general in order to deter the camp, must cultivate a group of absolutely loyal soldiers for their own use, they are promoted faster than others, the salary is more than others, and even the weekday accommodation treatment is higher than that of ordinary people, usually they are the officer's entourage escort, is the henchman who unites around the officer, and in extraordinary times, they can act as the executioner of the mutiny at any time, or the overseer of the rear overseer.

As soon as Feng Kaishan's general order came out, hundreds of pro-soldiers did not hesitate to start a massacre of the fleeing soldiers, and dozens of Qing soldiers who were in a hurry were killed on the spot and fell in a pool of blood.

The rout slowly stopped, and the Green Battalion soldiers looked at the wolf-like 'Overseer Team' behind them in fear, and many began to dispel the idea of escaping.

On the north bank, more than a dozen ships ~ ships have arrived here, and the artillery on the south bank has gradually stopped, but the ferry port on the north bank has been blown up by the artillery and sawdust is flying, and the ships ~ ships can only stop on the shore, and one by one the soldiers tacitly jumped off the river beach, waded onto the river bank, and began to form a whole team at a very fast speed, forming a fire network near the ferry

Escort the comrades behind to continue the landing.

Subsequently, more and more soldiers landed on the shore, and the officers of each battalion began to let the flag bearers show their battalion flags, and the soldiers began to gather in groups under their respective battalion flags, vigilantly looking at the terrified green battalion several miles away.

"Han brothers." The instructor on horseback began to try to approach the loose array of the Green Battalion, and the trumpet-shaped microphone made of copper began to shout at each other, they were newly promoted officers who had recently graduated from the Political Propaganda Department of the Royal Army College, the subjects opened by the Royal Army College four years ago, after these people graduated, they would be assigned to various regiments for political propaganda, and in some special periods, they would not mind doing some work to disintegrate the morale of the other side, after confirming that the other side had no artillery and no fire cymbals, The instructor did not hesitate to climb the war horse that crossed the river on the ferry, and began to slowly approach the direction of the green battalion: "His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty has already issued a decree, all my Han compatriots, except for the traitors of the evil and monstrous generation, everyone can be pardoned, the Ming army only kills the Manchurians, and never wants to see brothers and sisters killing each other, Han brothers, our ancestors wear the same clothes, eat the same food, speak the same Chinese language, and flow the blood of Yan and Huang, and today, we have to be on this battlefield with gunsmoke, Holding swords, guns, and firearms, they hate each other and fight each other. I ask you, who made you do this? Who used the horse's hooves to level the homeland of the Han Chinese? Who slaughtered our parents and brothers, and who humiliated our sisters, wives and daughters? Who sits upon your head to do might? Open your eyes and see, the king has already come, and he has come to rescue your siblings, will you greet them with the sword in your hand? You are not pigs and dogs, stand up and see with your eyes who are your enemies and who are your brothers. ”

"Archer, kill him." Feng Kaishan gave the order angrily, and finally stabilized the army's heart, and the shouting of the Ming army legion in front of him was extremely dangerous, and he even felt that many green battalion soldiers were already wrong.

Archer? There were archers, but no one pulled up the bowstring, let alone fastened the arrow to the string, and everyone's eyes were first frightened, then numb, and then gradually glowed with a hint of brilliance.

The instructor continued to chant the words from the Army Academy: "The most precious thing in man is life." Life is only once for us. A man's life should be spent in such a way that when he looks back on the past, he will not regret that he wasted his time, nor be ashamed of his inaction—so that, at the end of his life, he will be able to say: "My whole life and all my energies have been devoted to the most magnificent cause in the world—the struggle for the liberation of the Han people." Are you willing to do nothing under the oppression of the Manchurians? Do you go to your ancestors with ridiculous braids on the back of your head? How will your children and grandchildren perceive you? Your fathers are buried in the earth, will they want to see you enslaved to others and not to be gained? Take up your weapons, your enemies are not your compatriots, take up your weapons, in a few decades, when you die, you can tell the children and grandchildren around your knees with dignity, tell them that you have fought for your ideals, shed blood for the continuation of the nation, and go to the ground, you can proudly tell your ancestors, tell them that you are not mediocre, you have done what you should do for the sake of the nation and for the clothes of your ancestors. Just want to be worthy of your heart. ”

The instructor's words are very straightforward, without any dragging, even the lowest peddlers and pawns can understand, and his entry point is the family of the green battalion soldiers, in the West, maybe you can say for God, but here, the biggest demagogue always revolves around the ancestors and the family, for the Han people, everything is not important, what matters is the ancestors, important children and grandchildren, they can live in the world for a long time, they can accept humiliation and ridicule, but no one is allowed to insult their ancestors, Absolutely do not want their children and grandchildren to live in humiliation in future generations, in order to defend these, they can not hesitate to throw their heads and spill their blood, everything, for the sake of the family, the interests of the family are above all else.

"Kill him." Feng Kaishan shouted frantically, he already felt the danger, the danger was no longer the instructor, but the green battalion soldiers around him, and even the personal soldiers around him, who had to kill this flamboyant guy. He snatched the longbow of a personal soldier, drew the sharp arrow behind the quiver of his own soldier, and he could even feel the rebellion of the personal soldier when he snatched the bow and arrow, and even gave him a vicious look.

He drew his bow and calculated that the Ming officer was far out of range of the bow and arrow, but he had to shoot the arrow, even if it was to scare the officer away.

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