Chapter 44: The First Battle of the Demon Army

As blood gushed out of the neck of the Yuan general, it marked that there was another anti-Yuan rebel army in this world. Song Qingshu gave himself a very domineering title, called the Demon General.

According to him, he was born under the Wudang sect, and Wudang worshiped the Zhenwu Emperor, and the Zhenwu Emperor was also known as the Zhenwu Demon Emperor. Now he is leading everyone to fight against the Yuan on the one hand, so that everyone can have a way to live, and on the other hand, he is also adhering to the will of true martial arts, sweeping away the demonic atmosphere, and leveling the demons. That's why it's called the Demon General!

Of course, this is only said to those villagers, and the real reason is naturally not this, which involves a huge plan. Since Song Qingshu received this task, he has been doing this plan again, and the success of this plan has a great effect on the success or failure of this task.

Song Qingshu screened the villagers, and among the three or four hundred people, half of the women were removed, and the men under the age of 16 and over the age of 30 were left, and there were still 54 people left. Remove one more cripple, one fool, two with broken arms, and the remaining fifty people will become his first descendant army, the Demon Army!

Looking at the fifty villagers in front of him who were cowering and stunned, and a trace of the cunning peculiar to farmers flashed in their eyes from time to time, Song Qingshu was very helpless. He had no doubt that the so-called Demon Swinging Army in front of him would collapse as soon as he encountered the Yuan soldiers. This is not surprising, no matter how corrupt the Yuan soldiers are, they are still an army. And these are just the people with the name of the army.

Don't think that the people are an army when they come together, they will always be a group of people without formal military training, without the forging of blood and fire in war!

Of course, Song Qingshu was not dissatisfied with this, he knew that all the elite soldiers of the Dao were born from the people. With enough time, he believes he can train a truly strong army.

It's a pity that what he lacks most now is time, and Yuan Bing obviously won't wait for him to train his soldiers before attacking Pingwu County. In fact, he learned from the mouth of the general who had already sacrificed the flag that Guangyuan Town was already planning to attack Pingwu County.

It's just that Pingwu County is a county seat in the end, and obviously you can't just send a dozen Yuan soldiers over like slaughtering a village. Guangyuan Town needs to make certain preparations, and the time will be about ten days later. Of course, the secret of when to attack Pingwu County was obviously not something that this little centurion could know.

This is the estimation made by Song Qingshu after getting the data of Guangyuan Town provided by General Yuan. It may be brought forward or delayed, but the overall gap should not be too large.

In other words, Song Qingshu needs to form a force capable of a preliminary battle in about ten days, and take them to rescue Pingwu County!

In such a short period of time, if you want to get a unit worthy of a battle, of course, conventional methods will not work. Well, I admit, in fact, there is only one way, and that is to train the troops in battle!

Song Qingshu glanced at the people in front of him with complicated eyes, and he knew that they would soon usher in their first battle. He didn't know how many people would survive? maybe forty, maybe thirty, or even less. But he knew that anyone who could survive would become a real soldier, and this was the backbone of his real army!

The Mongols controlled the Han people very strictly, because the Han people often rebelled, so they did not allow the Han people to have iron tools, and even the kitchen knife necessary for cooking was shared by five families. The villagers usually use hunting bows, and this kind of homemade bow and arrow is barely enough for hunting, but it is much worse for killing enemies.

However, the equipment of the Demon Sweeping Army has also been returned, thanks to the dedication of the soldiers who were killed by Song Qingshu. The Yuan soldiers have always hung scimitars on their waists and carried war bows, and that team of Yuan soldiers contributed more than a dozen scimitars and war bows to the Demon Army.

Of course, there are more than a dozen war horses, and Song Qingshu could have used these war horses to form a team of cavalry, but considering that the villagers' riding skills are really not good, letting them ride horses is no different from killing the Yuan soldiers. So he chose to distribute the war horses to the villagers, so that they could use them to pass on news and gather intelligence.

Song Qingshu, who came from later generations, knew the importance of intelligence in war. The villagers are familiar with the terrain, as long as they are equipped with war horses that can move at high speeds, a scout system can be regarded as preliminarily formed.

Give the scimitar and the bow to the soldiers of the Demon Swinging Army, so that the thirty people are equipped, and the remaining twenty people are uniformly equipped with bamboo spears.

There are many bamboos in Shudi, and the branches and leaves at the corners are cut off, and a bamboo gun is formed after cutting out a sharp end. The lethality of the bamboo spear after stabbing the human body is not much worse than that of the spear! In this way, the problem of the weapon of the demon army was solved.

"General, a group of Yuan soldiers is rushing towards the place of Lijia Village!" A soldier of the Demon Swinging Army entered the village and rushed to Song Qing's written front.

Song Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he knew that the opportunity he was waiting for had arrived. He expected that Yuan Ting would definitely send small groups of soldiers to the villages to slaughter the people, just as they had come to slaughter the people of Zhangjia Village.

These small Yuan troops, the number is not large, most of them are led by centurions, and the number is only a dozen, say more than twenty or thirty, they will be the best nourishment for the growth of the demon army.

And twenty or thirty Yuan soldiers are unlikely to pose a fatal threat to the Demon Army, with Song Qingshu's strength, he can deal with them alone, he can protect the nascent Demon Army to grow under his wings, until it becomes a towering tree!

"Zhang Chong, organize the troops, we're about to go!" Song Qingshu shouted.

"Yes! General!"

Zhang Chong is the half-grown child, his name is Zhang Siqi, this is a feature of the Yuan Dynasty, according to the regulations, ordinary people have no name, they can only use the total age of the line and the parents as the name. Like Zhu Yuanzhang, he was originally called Zhu Chongba. And Zhang Chong is also called Zhang Siqi, the name Zhang Chong was given by Song Qingshu, and it is because of the flying sky.

Song Qingshu was the chief officer of this unit, and Zhang Chong was the deputy general. The soldiers of the Demon Swinging Army are not convinced by him as a lieutenant, no matter who sees an inconspicuous guy next to him who usually becomes his own superior is always a little uncomfortable. But after all, he was just a deputy general, and under the authority of Song Qingshu, he didn't oppose it too much.

"General, there is Lijia Village in front, and the villagers have been gathered in the grove outside the village, where there are more than 30 Yuan soldiers, and there is a centurion!" Zhang Chong said sneakily.

"Well, surround it, pay attention to concealment!" Song Qingshu waved his hand and took the lead in walking forward, and the Demon Swinging Army hurriedly followed.

Shuzhong is mountainous, and Zhangjia Village is at the foot of the mountain, and these villagers often go to the mountains to hunt. This honed their agility and mastery of archery, and although they had no formal military training, their years of hunting gave them the ability to move quietly through the jungle.