Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 195
A Kongming lantern floated leisurely in the middle of the huge peasant army. The dim light flickered like a will-o'-the-wisp in the cold mountain wind. This small thing, however, annoyed the boats a few miles to the west. On the top of the mountain, a muscular young man with a leopard face was overjoyed.

The leaves of the Wenshan armor on his body rattled, and the heavy armor draped over his body seemed to be nothing. The young general ran down the hill excitedly, and clasped his fists at a general in red armor and flying phoenix helmet not far away. Down.

"Uncle! That kid Zhang Liwei has succeeded! The king thief has been executed! You can attack!"

Hearing this, the general with a dark complexion and a neat beard like Guan Yunchang couldn't help but frowned and reprimanded: "There are no uncles and nephews in the army, how many times have I told you?"

"Yes, general, then, can that subordinate attack?" Lowering his head sadly, the young general still asked hastily, and the officer who listened shook his head solemnly again.

"Zhuge is only cautious when using troops! Bandits are always cunning, and you need to be on guard against the tricks of bandits. Your cavalry don't attack first, order the Sima Ke infantry to go first, set fire along the edge of the bandit camp, and shout that the bandit king is dead! If The thieves are in chaos, and your cavalry will go straight to attack the Chinese army!"

Hearing that he could not be the main attacker, the young general's head drooped immediately, but he also knew his uncle's uncompromising character, so he agreed, and the young officer and general ran down the mountain quickly. It was people who walked all over the place darkly in the ravine where mosquitoes were flying. In such a difficult marching environment, no one made a sound.

Following the whispered orders, the officers and soldiers began to ride their horses like ghosts. They took the horses to the bell, and quietly wiped away at the camp of the peasant army two miles away.

At this time, it was almost ninety o'clock in the evening. Although following the peasant army would not starve to death, it was just that they would not starve to death. Tens of thousands of vassal hungry people only got one meal a day. At this time, they were already exhausted And fell asleep from hunger and hunger. Most of the rebels were farmers and low-level frontier soldiers, and they didn't have much military literacy. Even the patrolling guards were sparse, and some of them also found a place to sleep soundly.
Come.

However, at this moment of complete silence, more than a dozen large fireballs suddenly rolled towards the sleeping peasant army in the northwest direction. The tents and shacks of the peasant army were touched, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of firemen He ran out screaming miserably, ran around, and finally fell to the ground in the strong smell of burnt.

What's more deadly is that following the fireball, I don't know how many officers and soldiers rushed in like ghosts, shouting that Wang Jiayin is dead!On the one hand, he rushes in and kills anyone he sees.

Those who followed the hungry people were farmers a few months ago, how could they stand up to such an attack? Tens of thousands of hungry people escaped from their residences like headless chickens in terror, running around, shouting that the king of heaven is dead, All of a sudden, the chaos and fear were spread throughout the entire army.

Chinese Army.

"Heavenly King, something is wrong! Cao Wenzhao's army sneaked into our army, and the west is already in chaos!"

The panicked shoes were not on, and Bai Yuzhu, the prime minister on the right, rushed into Wang Jiayin's camp in a hurry, but before he could say anything, he was already stunned there.

Behind Wang Jiayin's desk, Zhang Liwei, the commander in front of the tent, sat there carelessly, sipping the wine poured from his sister Zhang Shi, while the Chinese general Wang Guozhong stood aside like a loyal servant with a big bloody knife , and on the table, a big dish full of color, fragrance and taste was just Wang Jiayin's head still full of drunkenness.

Since the early years of Chongzhen, he has set up troops across the northwest, once took over the position of Baishui Wang Er, and became the leader of most of the Shaanxi peasant army, the handsome first brother of Beilvlin Road, and more than 20 people under his command who have traveled between heaven and earth, so unknown Beheaded for nothing?

"Bai Yuzhu, you are a smart man. Marshal Cao's cavalry will arrive here in a short time. Now is your last chance!"

Hearing Zhang Liwei's sinister threat, the right prime minister Bai Yuzhu's legs softened again.

In other words, Wang Jiayin was not wronged when he was defeated. Let's see who he uses?Wang Guowei, who monitored Song Qingshu, thought of surrendering at the first moment of being besieged, and even used Song Qingshu's head to clear the way. His relative Wang Guozhong fell to the army for a small official and chopped off his head. At this moment, he trusted him as his right-hand man. His younger brother, Bai Yuzhu, kowtowed to the ground again, begging humbly.

"I beg the military master to spare me, I can do whatever the military master asks me to do!"

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When the chaos broke out, there was still a scene going on to the east of the camp. Taking advantage of the darkness, tens of thousands of peasant army soldiers led horses and carried supplies of food and grass, and carefully slipped out, beating King Chuang and the Eight Great Kings. The banner team was still walking behind, and the one running in the front was Cao Cao Luo Rucai.

Looking back at the fire in the west of the camp in horror, no matter whether Gao Yingxiang, Zhang Xianzhong or Luo Rucai are dead souls, they got on their horses without even thinking about it, and they didn't care about hiding. !Many old and young were directly discarded to the side of the road, but they couldn't take care of them.

The little general Cao Bianjiao’s wish was finally granted. Standing on the top of the hill, he watched the chaos. Within a few minutes, Cao Wenzhao had decisively ordered the Liaodong cavalry to attack. This team was not only Han Chinese, but also mixed with other ethnic minorities in the Northeast. More than 2000 sturdy and bloodthirsty cavalry roared like iron dragons and plunged into the camp of the peasant army.

It's like cutting pork with a knife. The huge peasant army has 10,000+, but they can't stop this cavalry for a moment. Wherever they pass, there are swords and blood, and corpses are everywhere. Even if there are a few small leaders who fight back bravely , In the blink of an eye, he became a ghost under the knife. When such a big event happened, the handsome man in the green forest didn't even show his face. In the southeast corner where there was no enemy attack, they fled screaming to the southeast col.

Cao Wenzhao is smart here, and he didn't block in the southeast at all. All the troops were thrown into the northwest for strangulation. With a way to escape, and no one came out to command, the huge peasant army was defeated by a mere seven or eight thousand officials. Chased like rabbits, they just ran away blindly, and the peasant army running behind was chopped down by the officers and soldiers like a knife cutting leeks, and their heads were cut off in a blink of an eye.

Within [-] miles of the raging fire, it was as bright as day, and there were screams everywhere, and the road was blocked by messy corpses, and more people were trampled to death by themselves than the officers and soldiers killed.

It's not that he didn't lead the resistance. Zuo Prime Minister Zijin Liangwang used it for himself. His subordinates were not far from the Chinese army. When something happened, he immediately led thousands of people to form an array, but he didn't wait for the army to assemble. It happened again, Bai Yuzhu and the Heavenly King's soldiers actually attacked his team from behind.

The peasant army was extremely brave when fighting against the wind, and sometimes it was even comparable to the official army. However, it lacked that kind of toughness in its bones. It was exploded by its own people, and the army under Wang Ziyong also collapsed directly.

"Kill the official dog! Don't run! Fight with them!"

The poor king was fighting fiercely in the camp with a knife in his hand, but no one paid attention to him. Cao Bianjiao's invincible cavalry rushed to him, and saw that the No. [-] figure in the rebel army was about to be trampled to death by horseshoes. Meat sauce, fortunately, Shetatian Liu Guoneng thought of Zijinliang's kindness, came to rescue him once, dragged him onto the horseback by force, and ran away.

The 20 peasant army was defeated by Cao Wenzhao in less than half an hour, and the peasant army was burned to the ground. With those sturdy Liaodong cavalry, Cao Bianjiao, who killed the blood-red eyes, followed closely They followed the past all the way, the geographical differences are not small these days, and it was not the Liaodong Township Party that was killed, and these Liaodong cavalry were not polite, and let go of their hands to kill.

The mountains and mountains in Shanxi were really blood-stained this time. They killed more than 50 miles all the way, and the peasant army who fell under the butcher knife of the officers and soldiers did not know how many. Seeing Zhang Xianzhong, Gao Yingxiang's team They were all chased away, and they ran in the middle of the night. These teams also ran in disarray. The soldiers didn't know the generals, and the generals didn't know the soldiers. After a while, he was penetrated by Cao Bianjiao.

Seeing that the main force of the largest peasant army was about to be wiped out here today, more than a dozen cannons suddenly shot out from the edge of Lengbuding Mountain, suffocating the cavalry of the officers and soldiers who were rushing forward, and then, ding ding dong Amidst the sound of the gong, hundreds of banners appeared on the hillside.

Looking back in astonishment, Zhang Xianzhong could barely make out a few words in the already whitened morning light.

Begging army!
(End of this chapter)