Destroy Jin and conquer Song, and carry the Northern Expedition through to the end

Chapter 110: The righteous armies from all directions gather like ants

In just half an hour, Liu Huai and others had arrived at the center of the Tianping Army.

It has to be said that Liu Huai's mental journey in the past half hour was exactly the opposite of yesterday.

Yesterday, when we were approaching Xinzi Army, we became more and more excited and hopeful as we walked.

But today, the more I walk, the more frightened I become, and the more terrified I become.

Behind the two vanguards, the Xinzi Army and the Rulin Army, was a large group of people grazing their sheep.

To call them an army was an exaggeration. On both sides of the Anzi River, crowds gathered in an almost undisciplined manner, forming clusters here and there. Men, women, young, strong, women, children, the elderly, and even children were present. Most of the strong did not form individual armies, but were with their families. From a distance, they looked like a fleeing column.

Small groups often engage in a series of fights over roads and water sources, and even small-scale robberies occur, making the already chaotic crowd even more chaotic. Once chaos occurs, murder and rape are inevitable.

During this short journey, Liu Huai witnessed five internal conflicts that required Xin Qiji and Li Tieqiang to lead their personal guards to suppress.

Not to mention Liu Huai, a master of keyboard politics who has done some practical work, and Guan Chongyan, an old soldier who has been in the army since he was young, even the young boy Luo Huaiyan became hesitant.

"Mr. Dalang, is this Tianping Army reliable?"

Liu Huai was originally frowning, but upon hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Luo Huaiyan: "Luo Erlang, what did you see?"

Luo Huaiyan swallowed his saliva and grabbed the horse's mane. "Although I don't understand military affairs, I have spent a few days in our Loyal Army. I still remember that Marshal Wei had officers above the rank of sergeant wrapped with colorful flags on their spears for command purposes. At first, some people criticized it, but after a few battles, both generals and soldiers found that they could quickly find their commanders by the flags, and they were convinced. But look, my Lord..."

Luo Huaiyan pointed at the large crowd and said, "Among these people, there are surprisingly few flags. How many people are there, and yet they only have one, two... five flags? If a real fight breaks out, how will the leaders of each army command their troops? Will they rely solely on drums and messengers?"

Liu Huai shook his head: "Luo Erlang, this is because you are not very knowledgeable. If it were your father, Mr. Luo, he wouldn't ask this."

As he spoke, he also drew a circle with his whip: "These peasant uprisings...or righteous armies, bandit armies, beggar armies, it doesn't matter what they are called. They don't need command, they just rush forward in a rush. The winners eat big chunks of meat and drink big gulps of wine, the losers scatter in a hurry. Those who can escape continue to hold up the flags, and those who can't escape will be crushed into the mud.

"Each leader was considered a hero if he had a few hundred trusted confidants. That's why historical records of hundreds of soldiers defeating tens of thousands of rebels are so common."

"Rather than being an army organized to resist, they are more like refugees begging for survival."

Luo Huaiyan was confused for a moment, but he immediately understood what Liu Huai said.

Examples are readily available.

Zhang Xiaoyi's father, Zhang Wang, the leader of the Donghai Uprising, was defeated head-on by hundreds of Jin navy after gathering the rebel army. This is the biggest footnote to Liu Huai's words.

After Liu Huai said these words, he quickly lost the desire to express himself.

Rebellion is a natural thing when one cannot survive. Otherwise, do the rebels want to let these refugee-like troops starve to death? Or do they curse and say that they are not content to starve to death, but are trying to imitate the mantis with its arms raised?

But reality is so cruel.

Whether it was the Zhao Song official family hiding in Jiangnan, claiming to be the orthodox Central Plains, or the Jin officialdom, who should be the parents of one side, or even their nominal commanders, generals, and leaders at this time, none of them would take their lives seriously.

Liu Huai dared to bet that many of these 100,000 troops, or rather 100,000 refugees, were even brought here by the Tianping Army. They could expect only two outcomes: either starve to death during the harvest season, or eat everything they saw and, when winter came, their families would be broken up and their wives and children would be torn apart.

Only a very small number of people can find the promised land, obtain a piece of land to settle down, and continue their miserable life from generation to generation.

Justice? Justice!

Cruel? Cruel!

Realistic? Realistic!

After the time traveler witnessed the practice that verified the conclusions in later history books, perhaps due to his temperament, he did not become depressed or confused, but became more excited.

I must do something!
I can definitely do something!
I must change something!
I can definitely change something!
With such complicated feelings, the group quickly approached the central army of the Tianping Army, which was the main formation of the Tianwang Army led by Geng Jing himself.

At that moment, the Heavenly King's army was moving out of camp, and the auxiliary soldiers were packing up their tents, wooden fences, carts, iron pots, and other belongings. It seemed some of the combat soldiers hadn't finished their meals, and they got into a dispute with the auxiliary soldiers who were collecting the pots. However, an officer quickly intervened, slapping both sides with fifty lashes and scolding them, quickly defusing the situation.

All I can say is that the Heavenly King’s Army has strict military discipline, which is at least much better than what I have seen and heard along the way.

Several people came to a huge general's tent. There were two big flags at the door of the tent. One was larger, with gold letters on a black background, and the two big words "Tianping" were written on it; the other was slightly smaller, with red letters on a blue background, and the two big words "Tianwang" were written on it.

There were also several soldiers guarding the flag at the door.

Besides this, there were all sorts of colorful flags on both sides of the road outside the tent, with words written on them in a mess, such as "Black Head", "White Colt", "Blue Ox and White Horse", "Pingshan", and so on, and even pictures and ghostly scribbles.

Under the flags, there were soldiers guarding in different armors and robes, and they all had fierce eyes and looked around arrogantly, as if they were competing with each other.

At first, Liu Huai didn't understand what these were, but after seeing Xin Qiji leave a big flag with the word "Xin" and Li Tieqiang leave a big flag with the word "Ru Lin" at the door, he understood.

So these are the flags of the various armies of the Tianping Army.

You know, just now it gave people the impression of a makeshift troupe, but with the big flag hoisted and the soldiers standing up like this, it at least has the feeling of the Liangshan Marsh Gathering Hall.

Xin Qiji and Li Tieqiang cleared their throats and were about to call out their names and enter when they heard a commotion in the tent, followed by several sounds of metal clashing, and then a man stumbled, pushed open the curtain of the tent, and fell to the ground.

The man rolled on the ground, regardless of the dust all over his body, picked up the hand knife that had fallen on the ground, shouted and cursed, and was about to counterattack.

Wow, it feels more like Liangshan Marsh.

It’s still a special show about Lin Chong fighting with Wang Lun.

At this time, Liu Huai was not in a position to intervene, but Xin Qiji and Li Tieqiang had no scruples.

Li Tieqiang directly pressed the back of the man's knife: "Shi Baiju, what are you doing? Drawing a knife and a gun in front of the commander, are you treating it like a decoration?"

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