Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 141 Revenge!

The admirals of Shaanxi guarded against the northwest barrier of the empire. At its most glorious time, the three sides of Yansui, Ningxia, and Gansu had more than 31 troops. However, starting from the three major expeditions of Wanli, the troops of Shaanxi's three sides began to decline sharply. Tens of thousands, just after the battle of Ningxia, Li Rusong took the three armies to North Korea, started the Wanli Korean War, and finally aided Liao.

When it was lost to Yang He several times, Yansui Town had only about 5000 troops on paper, Ningxia Town had 5000 people, and Gansu Town had just over 11 people, almost one-third of the heyday. These troops Yang He It can’t all be used. You must know that these [-] people still have to guard the Great Wall from Yulin to Jiayuguan for thousands of miles to suppress the complicated ethnic relations in Hetao and other places in Ningxia. Crane's real mobile force is only about [-].

But with these 2 people, the insurgents from all walks of life were still overwhelmed.

Fortunately, these 2 people have gone to Jingqin King now, and according to the distance, they will not come back for half a year. During this period, the Shaanxi Peasant Army is in charge.

Followed the officers and soldiers blocking Funiu Mountain all the way out of the mountain, and finally arrived at Wuguan. Facing the strict defense of the officers and troops, Zhang Xianzhong and his party had to stop.

Although the road to Henan was blocked, Zhang Xianzhong was still in ecstasy, watching the nervous Ming army guards patrolling the city of Wuguan in the distance and laughing with their whips.

"Damn it, this group of officials and idiots have suppressed me for half a year. This time you go to save the emperor and see how I demolish your house!"

It was also watching the last Ming army enter Guancheng, but Song Qingshu felt a little emotional. He had read Mr. Gu Cheng's "History of Peasant Wars" before, and he knew that the team in front of him would never come back. In the bloody battle of the Qing Dynasty, but hesitated to deduct the military salary, there was no food for the family, and along the way, the commander-in-chief urged the soldiers to advance regardless of their fatigue, and the armies of the three sides and Shanxi all mutinied one after another.

Some people say that the Peasant Army is the accomplice of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. It is because of this thing that it fought on both sides and held meetings, which dragged down the Ming Dynasty and made China fall into the backward Manchu nomadic rule for 300 years, and finally embarked on a semi-colonial and semi-feudal society. Abyss, he is now playing the role of this accomplice.

But what should Song Qingshu do?If you don't resist, you will starve to death the next day!It is no longer possible to live in peace of mind in this world.

Roaring excitedly for a long time, Zhang Xianzhong came back to his senses, raised his whip high-spiritedly in his hand, and laughed at Song Qingshu with his fists in his arms, "Nothing can escape the magic of the third brother! Now the main force of the army has gone west. The foundation of Funiu Mountain has already been burned anyway, you can go to northern Shaanxi with your brother, third son! King Tianwang will definitely use you, third son!"

Zhang Xianzhong's words made Song Qingshu come back to his senses, he hesitated for a while, but Song Qingshu suddenly smiled viciously.

"Brother, there is something I need you to help my brother before we leave. By the way, we have to collect some food for the road!"

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If talking about who is on the mountain, Song Qingshu cares most about who is this Longhu Village!
The first time, he came to fight hypocritically, but it turned out to be a combination of inside and outside. Fortunately, he, Song Qingshu, was smart. This time, they stabbed him in the back again, and Mr. Li was so poisonous that his granddaughter, grandson, nephew and nephew were all lost. Song Qingshu is also going to be tricked, and Song Qingshu is sometimes suspicious, has he thrown his Li family ancestor's grave?
It seems to be the same. Isn't it because I dug that weird tomb of Li Jie, the king of Shuo, that I traveled to this era?

The location of Lijiazhai in Longhu Village is dangerous enough. Although it is not as deep as Funiu Mountain in the Qinling Mountains, and it is not too far away from the plains, it is still easy to be surrounded by mountains, with a high-walled courtyard and a cliff behind. A difficult place to defend.

It had long been expected that Song Qingshu would come back to take revenge, and Mrs. Li had already taken precautions. Before Zhang Xianzhong's cavalry arrived at the foot of the mountain, the tinkling gongs in the village had already sounded, and the three-meter-high wall was immediately full. Zhuang Ding, who was leading a red-tasseled spear and broadsword, and many strong women, and an old man with gray hair were also driven up to the wall, holding a bow and arrow and staring at the bottom.

But at this time, Song Qingshu's shotguns had changed, and a thousand mighty cavalry took up their formation on the flat ground in the valley below the mountain. Each of them held spears and sabers in their hands, and the elders were eyeing the elders, looking menacing. , Then, more than 3000 people from the three infantry battalions poured in from the left and right mountain depressions like pouring mercury, and after a while, they also set up formations in the mountains.

The Eighteen Villages of Liushujian is located in Yulin Town. Many of the peasant households are the children of military households. They have been educated by soldiers to some extent. In addition, they have received many deserted soldiers. The shields are fortified, but the most orderly is the army formation in the middle. Song Qingshu's infantry battalion is directly under him. Scarface puts a big gun to the front. The army aligned with him is as neat as tofu, which makes people feel palpitating.

Carrying his own special imitation Nepalese saber, Song Qingshu and Zhang Xianzhong rode straight to the hillside, and stopped more than 100 meters away from the gate of the village. Song Qingshu gave an order, and Li Fa and Li Wenjin, two unlucky ghosts, were tied up and pushed away. Stepping out, looking at the gate of his house, Li Wenjin was crying like a grandson, raised his foot and yelled.

"Grandpa, my grandson is here, come out and save me! I want these gangsters to kill me, and our Li family will die!"

Looking at the high wall full of people, Song Qingshu also put his hands in front of his mouth, and shouted loudly like a trumpet: "Hey, Mr. Li, father-in-law, son-in-law is here, don't you always come out to catch up?"

"Humph! Bandits and thieves, everyone can kill them, what is there to talk about, if you want to take my Lijia Village today, just go ahead! Grandpa stands here with these two knives, one to kill one, two to kill A pair!"

Damn, there is a way to heaven if you don't go, but you have to break in if there is no way to hell!Song Qingshu was also extremely angry at the moment, he stopped talking, and yelled loudly as soon as he stretched out his hand.

"Revenge! Break the stockade, and no one will be left behind!"

"Break the stockade, and no one will be left behind!"

Almost everyone in the Funiu Mountain Army, which had already suffered a lot and had a deep hatred, chopped off their weapons on the ground. Under the eyes of everyone's flaming red eyes, the commander at the forefront, Scarface, slammed forward with a spear in his hand. A tilt.

Two big drums bang bang, and the sound of fine footsteps quickly sounded from behind, but the spearmen in front gave way a few ways. Front.

This time, the strength did not expand much. Song Qingshu's biggest gain was these firecrackers. The peasant army had fought with the government army all the time, and captured more than 370 firecrackers. Song Qingshu picked more than 280 usable ones, plus the original On his own, he formed a 200-man firecracker, and took in more than a dozen former official army firecrackers as squad leaders.

The Peasant Army has always looked down on the official army's firearms, and they can't use them well, so they are not stingy about it. Now, the power of this group of gunfire teams has been revealed.

Although it was still an old-fashioned blunderbuss, only a part of it was transformed into a flintlock gun, but the blunderbusses hit like a torrential rain, and fifteen or six people still fell from the wall, and those who survived fell to the ground with pain howling.

The 200 people were divided into three teams, and they only used the suspension shooting method learned by Xiaoniipi. Hand over the good firecrackers, while filling the gun barrel with gunpowder, after filling, give the third person to hammer it firmly with a picker, load the lead bullets, and then return it to the first person. One person was half as high, and fired five shots in one minute. Zhuang Ding on the wall of the village couldn't lift his head, and his body fell down. My son didn't know where to go.

After five rounds of shooting, the swordsmen of the Peasant Army had already rushed to the bottom of the wall. In the three-meter-high stockade, two people squatted halfway, with their hands together, and the third stepped on them. The peasant army relied on harvesting grain to make a living, and they often yelled at the villages all over the place. At this time, the soldiers of Funiu Mountain were full of resentment. , Where are the opponents of these professional robbers, dozens of them were cut down again, and the rest simply ran away with a huff.

With a bang, the stockades in Longhu Village were smashed open, and a large number of peasant troops from outside immediately rushed in screaming, and the stockade was broken.

It was exactly the same as that day in Funiu Mountain. The peasant army who rushed in began to smash open the doors from house to house, dragged out rice jars and noodle bags, and then dug out the soft ones, and then threw them over with a fire. With the anger of revenge, no matter how the girl wailed, she was thrown on the firewood stack and began to tear her clothes. If anyone in the family dared to stop her, she would directly slash her.

The peasant army burned and killed them no worse than the official army.

The black smoke billowing all over the sky seemed to indicate the fate of Longhu Village's demise, but even a grasshopper had to jump before dying!What's more, people retreated from the wall of the village with dozens of loyal dog legs, and Mr. Li led people to guard the village ancestral hall. Here, there are more than a dozen corpses piled up in disorder.

Walking here with the big team, Song Qingshu also frowned when he saw the peasant army who were clamoring outside but couldn't get in. Turning around, he urged Xiaoluobo: "Go outside and let Liu Zongmin lead the Musketeers quickly." Come in!"

Under Song Qingshu's urging, more than 200 musketeers rushed over, and they also brought some sharp weapons, two tiger crouching cannons!

The cannon was filled with iron sand, and four people carried the 20-jin cast iron cannon to the gate of the courtyard. At the same time, more than [-] gunners climbed up the courtyard wall, lit the fire rope, and the two gunners covered their ears. After retreating back, only two bangs and bangs were heard, and the ancestral hall full of iron sand suddenly jumped and screamed.

At the same time, the musketeers on the wall began to open fire.

The gunshots like crackling beans echoed endlessly. After firing one shot, he threw the musket in his hand, took the second gun handed over by his companion, and fired like this for nearly eight rounds. There was hardly any tragic sound in the ancestral hall. After screaming, Scarface, who had been slapped in the stomach, waved his hand violently, and a dozen more swordsmen rushed in.

For a while, there was almost no fighting, and more than [-] Li family members were left lying in a pool of blood. Old man Li was not dead. The two sword hands were dragged out and thrown in front of Song Qingshu.

Looking at his biggest opponent recently, Song Qingshu couldn't help narrowing his eyes dangerously...

(End of this chapter)