Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 128 Mosquito Tactics
More than half of Shangnan County has gone deep into Shangluo Mountain. The county seat is adjacent to the Guanzhong Plain in the northwest. Among them, Longhu Village is in the southeast direction of Mount Funiu, which is the outermost, occupying a fertile place with water and soil. Shazigou is in the north of Mount Funiu. The land there is very barren and not very famous. The middle of the land is far inward, and the terrain is even more remote.

However, just like Song Qingshu's previous life playing League of Legends, the three heroes marched in a group, no matter whether it was a computer or a human, they just killed him at the rear, and the Ming army also took him as the first target in this life. Where can I go to reason?
Fortunately, Song Qingshu, who has been abused by life, is used to bad luck, and is already ready for the challenge.

There are three big mountains in front of Funiu Mountain. The locals call them Anma Mountain, Scarab Ridge, and General Hat. These three mountains belong to the Qinling Mausoleum. The span almost covers the north and south of Shangnan County. If the mountain people Walking quickly through the mountain trails, one day is enough to reach Funiu Mountain, but the large team cannot walk the mountain roads, and it takes almost three days to travel along the winding and rugged ancient mountain roads.

Walking on the peaceful road in the mountains is definitely two concepts. Against the oncoming knife wind in the valley, stepping on the gravel road under your feet, after walking for less than an hour, these soldiers are flaccid, and the cavalry is no longer riding a horse. Instead, they jumped off their horses and wrapped up the quilts they had snatched, and let the horses go in front, because riding a horse is too fucking cold, and the infantry is similar, all wrapped up thickly like bears, and the formation is also No more, walking in small groups next to each other, as if walking after school in kindergarten.

Urging the army to move forward, Hong Chengchou couldn't help frowning when he saw such a situation. After beating a few soldiers with a whip, he whipped his horse forward and caught up with Liu Yinda.

"Liu Shoubei, this army is so slack, once it is ambushed by bandits, what will happen?"

This Liu Yinda is quite good at enjoying himself. He was actually sitting on something like a stretcher, covered with a thick quilt, and let his personal soldiers carry him away. Listening to Hong Chengchou's words, Liu Yinda shook his head indifferently: "Master Supervisor has never fought a war, so I don't understand. Our old Liu has suppressed five or six groups of bandits. Don't worry, at this time, some people from Funiu Mountain are probably huddled in their village, crying and trembling. Well, no one dares to provoke the imperial army's tiger beard!"

Immediately clasped his hands together, Hong Chengchou raised his head and said, "How Mr. Chen fights is Mr. Chen's business. How I report to the court in the future is my business."

Liu Yinda almost didn't jump down. Isn't this master too difficult to serve?For example, Mr. Chen, the supervisor of the army, is so good. Shangnan County found two local ruffians to play cards with him.

However, it seemed that Hong Chengchou would not be able to be dismissed unless he brought out some real products, so Liu Yinda had no choice but to get up.

"Master Hong, the cavalry at the front are all my own soldiers, needless to say, look at the back, those men in big padded jackets all have firecrackers hidden in their arms! The fire pockets are all lit in their waists. When the bandits come, you can shoot a blunderbuss by counting five, and then the rest of my servants are guarding the cart, in case the bandits don't ambush, the cavalry will come in front, and the back will block, and then the blunderbuss and arrows will come. One round of volley, no matter whether he comes back or not!"

At the beginning of the Peasant War in the late Ming Dynasty, tens of thousands of rebels were defeated by thousands of officers and soldiers. Hong Chengchou really didn't care about the combat effectiveness of the bandits in Funiu Mountain. The strong soldiers were all set up, so Hong Chengchou didn't ask any more questions, didn't even look at Liu Yinda, and arrogantly pulled the horse back to the rear army, continuing to hold the food and grass.

However, at this time, on the hillside wasteland less than 100 meters away from the Ming army marching like a long dragon, a few pairs of eyes are staring at the rickety large team that looks like a kindergarten after school, constantly calculating the distance, looking at the front of them. The slow cavalry passed by, and the huge infantry team in the middle wobbled forward. The little radish immediately became excited like a monkey, and slapped the second fool's thigh suddenly.

"It's now, let it go!"

His thighs were numb, and the second fool, grinning his teeth, took out a knife and cut the rope. With a few "hulas", more than a dozen large stones flew down from the mountainside with a whistling sound.

The equipment of the officers and soldiers is powerful. After military training, the people in the mountains are naturally incomparable in terms of equipment. However, the poor also have a way for the poor. Dozens of elastic bamboos felled from the Qinling Mountains were bent and buried in the snow. With a net bag, it becomes a trebuchet.

Following the earth trebuchet, there were more than a dozen bandits who were born as hunters in the mountains shouting and pulling up their hunting bows, and amidst the swishing sound, a dozen arrows were shot out.

Before the ambush was set up, the arrangement of the bamboo had been tested. More than a dozen pebbles the size of steamed buns all fell on the heads of the infantry of the Ming army. I was hit by an arrow, and seeing the chaos of the Ming army at the foot of the mountain, he laughed slyly, and Xiaoluo turned his head and ran away.

"The wind is tight, scream!"

Most of the Ming army wore iron helmets. Except for the twisted necks of the two unlucky ghosts, the rest of the dozen or so stones were just smashed and confused. Pi, the ones who were in pain all screamed, and a stone almost hit Liu Yinda's nose, so angry that he also jumped off the stretcher, pointing at the little radish and other running figures on the hillside and screaming.

"Follow me!"

Bang~bang~bang~ The musketeers who lit the matchlocks slammed the guns in their hands one after another, a puff of white smoke immediately covered the army formation, and the infantrymen of the Ming army, who had finally recovered, pulled out their knives angrily. They chased and killed them halfway up the mountain, but it was obvious that these Ming troops wearing military boots ran much slower than those mountain bandits wearing straw sandals. In a blink of an eye, Little Carrot and others had already run into the dense grass forest in Scarai Ridge.

The enemy's trace was about to disappear, and the Ming army chasing after them was even more anxious, and they used up all their energy. Seeing that they finally ran to the hiding place of Xiao Luobo and others, the Ming army who ran ahead He screamed and fell down again.

The large team stopped on the spot, and a large number of infantry climbed up the mountain cautiously, rummaging around in the woods in the half-mountain of Scarlet Ridge, which looked like canine teeth. A dozen sharp bamboo pieces with blood on their tips stood lazily there.

Good guy, no one was injured in this attack, but more than a dozen people were injured in the chase. Someone accidentally stabbed one foot, jumped with his feet in his arms, and then stabbed the other foot. Who would have thought Such a small thing is so disgusting?
Looking at these things, Hong Chengchou felt a layer of fear of this Funiu Mountain bandit leader.

After such an incident, the Ming army became a little too sensitive. A group of troops marched along the hillside, and the rest looked around while walking. It was only in the evening that they walked less than ten kilometers away. I found a place to camp against the wind on the side of the mountain.

In the movies, there are marching tents everywhere, but they are all blown up. The supplies are so scarce. How can there be so many canvas tents? In fact, only Liu Yinda and his soldiers can live in the tents, and the rest can sleep in the food transport. It is lucky to be near the equipped cart, and more people just find a stone nest and make up for it.

This is not bad in China, but it was even easier to fight in Japan in ancient times, using cloth to connect poles to make a long army formation, even the general had to live in the open air, and there was nowhere to go when it rained.

The tent of the Chinese army was set up, and Liu Yinda, the garrison who had been "hardworking" for a long time, fell asleep and wanted to fall asleep, but before he crawled out of sleepiness, Hong Chengchou grabbed his beard and grabbed him.

"I said Master Supervisor, don't sleep well! When the gangsters attack tomorrow, how can the last general fight?" The vulgar beard trembled, and his stomach was full of reluctance. He yawned and complained, Liu Yinda opened his mouth, With an unpleasant breath, Hong Chengchou was scornful again.

"The bandits will attack at night tonight!" Glancing at this guy with the most disdainful eyes, Hong Chengchou snorted with extreme reluctance, and Liu Yinda's eyes widened when he heard it, and he immediately jumped to do it.

"seriously?"

Glancing at him contemptuously again, Hong Chengchou explained with great reluctance: "The Funiu mountain bandits know that they are not opponents of the government and the army in a frontal battle. Of course, the bandit leader is also a deep-rooted man in the city, so he must not be willing to stand still. During the day The attack is to distract the attention of the officers and soldiers, but if he wants to defeat the officers and soldiers, he must attack at night!"

"Only by taking advantage of the chaos will he have a chance!"

In the end, he pretended to walk to the edge of the tent with his hands behind his back, leaving Liu Yinda with a handsome back. Hong Chengchou hummed: "If Liu Shoubei's neck is strong enough, and he is not afraid of the bandits, then you can go to sleep." !"

After being stunned for a while, Liu Yinda ran wildly out of the tent again, shouting all the way: "Old dog Liu! Little dog Liu! Get up for me!"

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The soldiers in the four tents were all tossed by Liu Yinda, holding their swords and ready at any time. As for the big soldiers outside who slept everywhere, Liu Yinda didn't care. I'm afraid he ordered it himself. These people who have not been paid all the year round The guy won't abide by it either, whether he should sleep or sleep. In the large tent of the Chinese army, Liu Yinda himself is holding a knife and standing by the oil lamp with a stern face.

The oil lamp was crackling, and Hong Chengchou was reading beside the oil lamp with a book in his hand, but time passed bit by bit, and the light of the oil lamp became a little dim. Liu Yinda, holding the knife, began to snore. The boss, Hong Chengchou also lost his composure and began to look outside the tent from time to time.

I don't know how long it took, Hong Chengchou himself was in a daze, and in the haze, the sudden scream made him jump up violently, and Liu Yinda jumped and ran out angrily in sight.

"Damn it, bandits burned the tent!"

On the top of his head, the fire crackled and lit up half of the sky. He wanted to grab his book, but the book was also photographed, and Hong Chengchou had to run out in a panic.

It was definitely splashed with oil, and the four tents became four big torches, which were burning cracklingly, and the photos were clearly visible in a radius of more than ten meters. Seeing that monkey-like guy who loves to laugh, jumping up and down again , running so much that Hong Chengchou's beard was distorted.

But just before the monkey figure disappeared into the shadow of the forest, Hong Chengchou suddenly remembered something, and slapped his thigh in surprise.

"It's him!"

(End of this chapter)