Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"Father has already left."

Zhang Kewang said to Zhang Dingguo from the very beginning: "It has already been defeated badly, and it is useless to rush away. At this time, the most important thing is to preserve the elite soldiers and generals. Let's go."

"I just saw that Lao Ma and Brother Bai rushed forward with soldiers?"

The impact of the battle just now had an incomparably huge impact on Zhang Dingguo, and everything was simply beyond his cognition!

The beautiful gun array assault, the extremely sharp firecrackers of the gunners, and the queue that is always orderly and undisturbed, the uniformity when firing, the courage of the hand-to-hand assault after the beautiful firepower output, and the skills and tactics are not as good as What's wrong with the spearman! [

Coupled with the precision of infantry coordination, the agility and agility of Lancers, and the terrifying power of armored cavalry to wipe out everything... Zhang Dingguo only felt that he was immersed in a nightmare. Can't wake up!

No wonder people dared to use 2000 soldiers to sweep the West Camp, and more than 3 car gunners and gunners defended against the attack of Cao Ying and other [-] troops. It is such a shallow trench, but there is no chance of it being filled!

This is the gap. This gap made Zhang Dingguo feel that the sky was higher and deeper than the sea. For a while, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know what to use to fill the gap!

When he saw the army of Xiaoqi making the final assault, his eyes were also moist. His camp was a distance away from the main camp. It took a while from assembly to support. There were a large number of cavalry on the left wing of the officers and soldiers. Very cautious, has not moved closer to the past, but intends to detour and turn around with the main force.

Now that the main force has been penetrated, the battlefield is full of rout soldiers running in disorder, flags are thrown all over the ground, and the sound of crying and howling can be heard very clearly. down.

It's not just the formation, but the entire spirit and will to fight.

Seeing such a scene was an uncontrollable pain for Zhang Dingguo and others.

"They are afraid that their father will not go far, so they go up to delay time, and if they have the opportunity, they will leave."

"Brother Kewang, I'm going to..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Kewang still had that overbearing and arbitrary look, and said decisively: "Father commander has turned over the hill and left, you want to lose all his family property, don't you?"

"This, of course not."

"Let's go then!"

After Zhang Kewang finished speaking, he turned around with a frightened expression on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "There are plenty of opportunities for revenge, and this is not the first time we have lost to officers and soldiers. The one in front of us is indeed well trained, with a good stomach and weapons. Well, especially the firearms are very sharp, when we redouble our training to produce stronger soldiers and build more artillery and big guns, then we will pay back this blood debt."

"Okay, listen to Brother Kewang."

Zhang Dingguo's temperament is to put the overall situation first. Although he can't wait to fight with his life at this time, since Zhang Kewang's words are reasonable, he can't refute them. He can only turn around and bring his subordinates to join Zhang Wenxiu. From several other remote and narrow mountain paths, escape towards the northwest.

This group of soldiers and horses escaped from Baiyang Mountain and joined the remaining soldiers and horses of the old Xiying battalion. Zhang Nengqi and Xu Yixian were also among them, and then continued westward to the junction of Huguang and Sichuan, where they camped in Taiping Mountain. They stayed there for half a year, until the situation changed again and the officers and soldiers were unable to deal with the remnants of the Western Camp. Then they returned from Mount Taiping to the Xunyang area of ​​Huguang, and the situation in the two lakes was changed again until the dust settled. Only then did it stop completely.

This is of course a later story, and even Zhang Shouren's appreciation and cultivation of Zhang Dingguo is also a later story. In front of his eyes, the defeat of Zhang Kewang and others was not in the eyes of Fushan soldiers at all.

It doesn't matter if Cao Ying fled, and it doesn't matter if some of the elite from Xiying escaped.

Everyone understands that Zhang Xianzhong is what is needed in this battle! [

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It took a lot of effort for the soldiers of the old battalion to climb over the steepest mountain. In particular, there were many female relatives in the battalion who were in the way, crying and disturbing the morale of the soldiers. With the addition of some old people and children, the entire marching speed was slowed down.

There is also luggage, the most important thing is of course gold and silver, and some things that are necessary for war must be taken away, such as the gunpowder that the rebels did not have much in the first place, as well as sophisticated weapons, armored battles, of course what can be brought Take it with you.

Big bags and small bags, crossing mountains and ridges, although the mountain roads can barely pass horses, even the war horses are hunchbacked, it is still difficult to march.

The battle lasted all afternoon, and the winter sun set early. Before we had run five miles, it was already sunset red, and the sun gradually turned into a red fireball, and it sank down the valley.

"Probably all right."

It is very dangerous to pass people and horses on the mountain road. On the way, I often see horses slipping down. In the sound of neighing, horses fall into the valley, and people often slip their feet, fall down with muffled noise, and fall down screaming. Yes, seeing the people rolling in the air and the gravel, everyone fell silent, and the delicate women also fell silent. Only then did they realize that running for their lives is not just for fun. It was only two steps wide, and if I accidentally slid over the edge, I was lucky and pulled it back, but if I was unlucky, I fell straight down.

Of course Zhang Xianzhong didn't dare to ride a horse. In such a terrain, it would be boring to put on airs. Under the protection of a strong bodyguard, he also walked with one foot high and one foot low, and walked down several miles. Feeling that the thighs are sore and weak, and the feet are worn out, he sat down on a boulder, looked at the sky, and laughed at himself: "The sun will go down in a while, after tonight, it will be safe."

They fled with light clothes, and the officers and soldiers fought with heavy armor. They may not reach the wall of the village at this moment, even if they rushed to the main village, they would have escaped at least twenty miles from here. There is no way, after this night, cleaning the battlefield, chasing down the remnants, there are so many things to do, even if you want to chase them, you will be powerless.

The mountains are vast and the sea is as wide as a fish can leap. At that time, the Eight Great Kings will be safe.

"That's not true," sighed an old man from Xiying who had been with him for many years, "In three days, we will be at least two hundred miles away from the officers and soldiers."

"Don't underestimate it, be careful."

Zhang Xianzhong frowned and thought for a while, then ordered Zhang Nengqi, who was standing beside him to wipe his sweat, "Neng Qi, you kid, don't follow me closely. There are so many people around, you are the only one. You bring two hundred elite soldiers to the rear, You gather our people, and those who have weapons stay with you, and those who don’t have them, tell them to walk away by themselves, fall into his mother’s place, and even throw away their knives when they escape, it doesn’t matter if you want this kind of bastard or not.”

"Yes, handsome father!"

Such an order was also very reasonable, so Zhang Nengqi immediately agreed.

"Ask a few people to cut some mountain vines and weave them into a stretcher. The military commander is weak and can't ride a horse. Ask people to take turns to carry him and ask him to catch up. I have many things to discuss with him."

"I'll arrange it right away."

"Okay, let's go!"

Xu Yixian was just an ordinary scribe fleeing for his life. Although he had been in the army all the time, his physical fitness was not comparable to that of a serious soldier. He tried his best to escape, so he was naturally pulled farther and farther.

In the back, there are Pan Dujiao and Zhang Dajing and a group of scribes and staff who have the status of promoting scholars. They are also struggling to move forward at the end. He also couldn't care less.

"Master, let's go!"

The captain of the personal army has been with Zhang Xianzhong for ten years, and he will follow whenever he rebels. He is of the same clan as Zhang Xianzhong. These days, only this kind of relationship is the most reliable, so he is not very polite when he speaks. Sitting and beating his legs, he directly said: "Now I can only grit my teeth and eat it. After passing through these few ridges, the slightly flatter mountain road can let you ride a horse, or else, ask the brothers to weave a stretcher and carry it." you?"[

"You bastard, don't you?" Zhang Xianzhong laughed and cursed, and his cheeks with a big beard became more lively at this time, he laughed and cursed: "If I ask someone to carry it, this thing will be lifted in the future." Will the battalion guide you?"

"I don't have the three points..."

The two were talking, when a sharp whistling sound suddenly sounded. On this section of the mountain road several hundred meters away, there were a hundred people sitting sparsely, half of them were soldiers, and half were soldiers, women and children of the old battalion. After hearing the sound, , Everyone raised their heads subconsciously, everyone was looking for the source of the sound, their eyes were full of confusion, but they looked around, but they didn't see anything.

"Master, master?"

"Big guy!"

The leader of the soldiers didn't see anything, so he was relieved. When he turned his head and looked back, he saw Zhang Xianzhong's eyes staring up, even protruding outwards. It looked very frightening. Under the head, which is the heart, there is a blood hole the size of a fist, bloody and bloody.

Seeing such a situation, the leader of the pro-army screamed loudly. He hugged Zhang Xianzhong, but saw that the Eighth King's lips were trembling, as if he wanted to say something, but until the end, there was no breath at all. The leader of the rogue bandits, who didn't know how many lives he had in hand, finally fell to the ground and died without uttering a single word.

"Oh my god, the commander-in-chief was beaten to death."

I don't know who also saw it. After a miserable cry, the whole team became chaotic.Just as the personal captain was about to roar and suppress, there was another scream, this time he felt a pain in his forehead, and then he felt nothing at all.

In the eyes of others, it looks good. This strong man's forehead seems to have been hit by a sledgehammer, and half of his head is smashed.

At such a time, people's hearts have long been unstable, and who dares to stop for half a step?Everyone seemed to have seen a ghost. Amidst the screams, they even rolled and crawled, and fled far away.