Anti Qing

Chapter 120 The First Battle
Under the waning moon, the world was in a hazy darkness, and the torches held by people were the only light left on the battlefield.

The moonlight shone coldly outside Gucheng, outside the camp of the former camp.

The Ming army and the soldiers of the former battalion fought together, shouts and screams were heard endlessly, and on a high slope in the distance, there was unprovoked darkness.

In the darkness, occasionally a penetrating cold light flashed out, which proved that there were some things in this darkness that made people look pale.

I don't know when, the dark clouds began to spread in the sky and gradually became thicker. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the darkness and thickness of the night were instantly illuminated.

The blood-red smell permeated the battlefield which was dead silent for a while and was noisy. The black flags and the flags of the Ming army were twisted together. Under the flags of both sides were the hideous and terrifying faces of their respective soldiers. .

Everyone tried their best in this face-to-face fight, especially the more than 3000 soldiers in the front battalion.

They knew that if this night battle could not show momentum, once the day came and the cover of night faded away, all that awaited them was death.

The wailing was accompanied by swords and swords, and the piled up corpses had inadvertently filled the trench in front of the camp, and the ferocious and thick bloody smell made people almost suffocate.

The recruits held knives and guns in their hands, and the black arrow jackets they wore did not bring them the slightest courage to rush forward.

The intuitive feeling on the battlefield cannot be compared with any prior practice.

If it wasn't for Wang Guangen's temptation this time, there were not many people who robbed the camp, and it was a feint attack, these recruits would collapse if they saw each other.

Neither side knew the reality of the other, so neither Wang Guangen nor Wu Zhaosheng dared to make any big moves rashly.

For the more than 6000 former battalion troops who were besieged outside Gucheng, Wang Guangen's caution gave them a glimmer of hope for their continued survival.

Although the number of the Ming army was small, in the eyes of the soldiers on the battlefield, there was still darkness in front of them, and the Ming army rushed forward brandishing knives and guns.

I don't know the number, it is breathtaking, neither side knows how many people the other party has. This is the most frightening part of the night attack.

The part of the former battalion besieged outside Gucheng is mainly recruited from the last expansion.

The drills in the front battalion were already quite rigorous. Marching formations and daily drills were continuous every day, but this still couldn't stop the endless fear rising in the hearts of the soldiers.

Some people's pupils shrank suddenly, and their legs were trembling uncontrollably; some people, taking advantage of the night, threw down their knives and guns and ran away, fleeing back to the camp to enjoy the tenderness.

But the only ones who greeted them were the few veteran soldiers with knives that were colder and more resolute than the night.

The arrangement of Dashun's old battalion to follow the army played a miraculous effect at this time.

The soldiers of the former battalion, whether they are old soldiers, elite cavalry, or these new recruits, all their families are staying in Xiangyang City at this time.

On the battlefield, the moment the recruits who want to flee raise their legs, they can't help but think of their family members who are still in the city.

Those veteran captains and sentry chiefs also spared no effort to give them a sense of their advantages and disadvantages.

"If you run away, you will be removed from the compilation book!"

An old soldier who had followed Li Zijing from Tongguan all the way, and was now the boss of the post, was holding the steel knife tightly in his hand.

There is also fear in his eyes, but more of determination.

Under the spit flying, many recruits unconsciously stopped backing.

"Tongrentang's medical insurance, your family members settled in the city, the houses and fields provided by Dashun for you, everything will disappear with your desertion!"

Mr. Shao had a sneer on his face, and he didn't rush to swing his knife at those deserters, but what he said in his words was a sharp edge that was more deadly than a knife.

"think about it!"

"In this troubled world, leaving Xiangyang and the shelter of my former camp, how long can your family live!"

"Without the Tongrentang medical insurance benefits of the former camp, your family members are suffering from illnesses and disasters, and who is willing to spend money to buy medicines for you!"

"Run, run!"

Mr. Shao's words were like invisible sharp knives, cutting on these deserters who were about to escape, or who had already taken steps.

"I'm saving you! Taking advantage of the night, no one will know that you have become deserters! Go back and cut off the heads of these dog officers and soldiers!"

"Are you willing to be deserters on the battlefield, watching Dashun's flag fall, watching those dog officers and soldiers, dog landlords, ride on your heads again?"

In fact, halfway through the hearing, many deserters gradually stopped fleeing, and the confusion in their eyes gradually became firm.

Yes, that's right!
They raised their heads and looked at the big black banner fluttering in the wind under the waning moon.

Once the flag fell, what greeted them and their families would be bullying by officers and soldiers, oppression by landlords and bureaucrats, and perhaps trampling and massacre by Manchurian soldiers.

In today's world, only this flag truly represents the common people and peasants, and represents the resistance of the bottom people against the exploitation of the top.

If this flag falls, poor peasants like them will have no chance.

The chief sentinel was preaching, but he saw that more and more deserters stopped, gathered together with swords and guns in hand, and rushed to the battlefield where the bloody battle was taking place.

He is also passionate at this moment, raising his saber.

"brothers!"

"Kill the officers and soldiers!!"

In the distance, on a high slope.

Wang Guangtai rode his horse and stood up, a general wearing Qianzong's standard armor galloped back, fell off his horse, and said in a panic.

"Shou Rong, the rogues counterattacked fiercely, our army did not bring many people, brothers are about to be overwhelmed!"

Wang Guangtai also kept looking at the battlefield, and frowned upon hearing this.

"The reaction is so strong?"

Mr. Qian was panting heavily, but still had lingering fears in his heart.

"That's right, defending the army. The last general led people to attack the front. Before he rushed to the camp, he was harassed by a small group of cavalry."

"Haven't taken a step forward, the camp of the rogues is full of shouts, banners rise up, the number of people is like a tide, the stream is endless!"

"At the end of the day, it is estimated that there will be at least 1 people!"

When Wang Guangtai heard the last word, he immediately scolded.

"Bullshit!"

"Li Zijing's front camp has a total of more than 2 people. Do you mean that he has more than 1 people stationed just outside the north gate?"

"You were gutted by them, and you deliberately exaggerated with Ben Garrison, so that you can get rid of the crime!"

Mr. Qian was so shocked that he quickly knelt down on the ground.

"The last will not dare!"

"What the general said is absolutely true!"

"Those rogues are old soldiers standing in front of the army. Their fighting power is extremely tenacious. The army formation is well-arranged and they are shouting for battle. Ten thousand people are not enough to have such momentum."

A military councilor behind him looked at the camp of the front battalion thoughtfully.

"Shou Rong, Mr. Song Qian has been fighting for many years, so he may not be able to see it."

"In this bandit camp, there are still thousands of flags waving, and the dust is all over the sky, almost obscuring the moonlight. Even if there are not 1 people, there must be no less than [-] people at the north gate."

On this point, Wang Guangtai agrees.

Judging from the abilities of these rogues, it is also a front battalion dominated by recruits. It is impossible for less than 5000 people to repel their night attack with such a large force.

It can be seen that Li Zijing should have placed the main force outside the north gate, and the rest of the gates are all feigned attacks, and there cannot be too many people.

While thinking about it, a ride came from afar.

"Reporting to the Shou Rong, all the Yebushou sent by the military sect to the four mountains have returned, and the mountains are all empty soldiers, only some bandit rangers are wandering around with torches."

"There is an order from the military gate, ordering the guards to turn back immediately, and the other three bandit camps are full of dust, and it seems that there is a tendency to encircle them!"

Wang Guangtai was startled when he heard the words, and immediately pulled up the rein of the horse.

"Pass my military order, Ming Jin withdraws troops!"

　Thank you brothers for your rewards and comments and support. I am very moved. I will definitely finish writing, at least I will finish writing Li Zijing’s story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)