Traveler Major League

Chapter 62 take over

Two old men in their fifties stood on the top of the stone on the top of the hill, holding the suona with both hands, their cheeks bulging like toads, and the sound of the suona immediately resounded through the mountains. Compared with other musical instruments, the suona is the most distinctive It's just that the timbre is sharp, the voice is so penetrating, and the liver trembles when listening to it.

High-pitched, loud and clear, sometimes sonorous and powerful, sometimes cadenced.

Even if you don't look at the person playing the suona, you can still feel the desolation and lingering feeling. It's not like a person playing the suona, but like the mountains are whispering.

At this time, the sound of suona was also heard from the ambush ground in the distance. At the beginning, it was just for a loud word, with the purpose of spreading far and wide.

After a sound, continue to blow the agreed signal: Chaotianzi Yong Trumpet.

After a burst of suona sounded from the ambush at the bottom of the mountain, I saw black flags erected in the village, on the top of the mountains on both sides, and on the back road, but it was hard to see clearly in the smoke and dust.

"Commander, that officer's army is really cunning, causing us to mobilize ahead of time." Wang Shanbao gritted his teeth and said.

Liu Ze didn't have time to pay attention to these things. He put his left foot on a big rock and stood on the ground with his right foot. He stretched his neck and looked in the direction of the Ming army: "Look, the formation of the army is really fast. This is the regular army." look."

Yang Zeming said disapprovingly, "Commander, that's just a show, only the 200 people in front are orderly, and the hundreds of young men behind are herding sheep there."

Liu Ze took a closer look and found that the hundreds of young men behind were either dumbfounded or eager to gossip, not at all like the regular army in front. From this point of view, the chances of winning this war are a little bit higher.

"Wave the flag, let the subordinates attack!" Liu Ze clenched his fists and ordered.

The flag bearer standing on one side immediately waved back and forth the five- to six-meter-long flagpole. On the flagpole was a flag with the words "People's Army" written in white on a black background fluttering in the wind.

The old man who had just played a song asked, "Master, shall we still play?"

Liu Ze waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it later, you are tired, so take a rest first, your old man's blowing is really loud!"

"I'm not tired, I'm not tired, what's the matter? When we were young, we practiced blowing in the river with a reed stick! We practiced all day long."

Listening to the old man talking about playing the suona when he was a child, Yang Zeming asked curiously: "Does this suona have to be practiced since childhood?"

"That's right, most people can't practice it yet, but you are so angry that you can't blow off your deficiencies, so you have to move your qi to your dantian!"

Liu Ze stared at the battlefield, and didn't turn his head when he heard this familiar term, but asked casually, "Is this luck in Dantian? Internal strength?"

Holding the suona, the old man quickly shook his head: "What internal strength is it that when you inhale, your lower abdomen draws in, and your two ribs expand outward." He untied his chest and pointed to his expanded ribs and continued: "Use your lower abdomen to control Hurry up."

"It is better to inhale more quickly, and to exhale slower or less. This is not something that everyone can do from elementary school! I have practiced for 40 years to get to this level. I am not as good as anyone in the world." Maybe. No one chatted with the old man, and the old man didn't care if anyone listened, so he continued: "This whistle also needs to be carried. Before Xiaoman, we should gather more. The reeds at this time are most suitable for making whistles. It is elastic, soft and hard, and the wall of the reed is also thick."

Hearing that there are so many mysteries in this little suona, Liu Ze said to the old man who was still chattering: "Grandpa, you sit there and rest for a while. After we win, I will find you some more suonas." Apprentice, we need to train more suona players in our team, just sit there and rest, we are still fighting." He beckoned and let the soldiers beside him help him to sit on the stone pier.

The old man wanted to say something, but seeing Liu Ze and the others looking solemnly at the battlefield below, he paused, closed his mouth wisely, and went to rest at Shidunzi.

"Commander, look, we've surrounded them!" Wang Shanbao pointed down and said, "When will our 200-odd people rush down?"

"Don't worry, those below are not of one mind with us, let them consume and consume. If we win the battle, our commander commanded well. If we lose, we can recruit people from there to join our team." Yang Zeming laughed upon hearing this. on the road.

Liu Ze glared at him when he heard the hateful remarks, then turned to look at the battlefield again.

At this moment, Liu Ze thought the same way. There was really no way to reorganize and mix sand, so he could only arrange for those gangsters to touch the Ming army.

In the middle is the army formation of the soldiers of the guards, behind which there are yamen servants Ding Zhuang and Xiangyong scattered, and the outermost layer is the people's army in ambushes, basically surrounded by no formation. The ambushes in the village were the closest and the first to encounter the enemy. At this time, they were only three hundred steps away from the Ming army formation.

The people's army on the other two mountaintops had just emerged on the top of the mountain, and the last ambushed now only heard the sound of horns, but there was no one in sight.

The ambushing crowd in the village came like a tide, getting closer and closer, to the point where they could see each other's clothes and expressions. The people's army was basically pure farmers, and the front was a strong man with a spear, mixed with A man with a shield and a javelin, behind him are old farmers with hoes, farm tools and even shoulder poles. There are also women and children in the middle, holding messy things, such as kitchen knives, poles, and a branch cut to make a wolf. Tooth stick.

Originally, Liu Ze wanted to organize women, children, and the elderly into a rear battalion, but unfortunately this order was resisted by almost everyone. According to their thinking, it is safest for wives and children to be brought by their families, even on the battlefield.

Liu Ze understood, after all, the trust level was not up to that level.

At this time, the surrounded Ming army was also in chaos. The soldiers in the guards were better, and after being suppressed by the officers for a while, they became quiet. Mess.

Among them, the country warriors led by the gentry and landlords are the most chaotic, because their actual combat training is mostly group fights, following the lords to grab water sources, etc., their equipment level is not as good as that of the people's army, and they don't even have many spears.

The second is the Yamen servants Minzhuang. Although these people belong to the armed personnel of the imperial court, they have never seen such a big scene. If a mangy dog ​​plays awe-inspiring, stepping on other people's shoulders and shit on the head, dare to do that kind of bullying. And he is very courageous, but this kind of person is ambushed at first glance, and they are ambushed on all sides. The difference in the number of people is several times, that is, the hen shit, the head is hard, and the back is soft.

At this time, Li Dianli sighed at his unreliable subordinates, and took a few cronies to ride to Deputy Liang Qianhu and asked, "Master Liang, what should we do? There are too many thieves, let's withdraw first." county seat?"

At this time, Mr. Liang calmed down, and he didn't care about face anymore. He cursed at Li Dianli: "Get out of here, these chickens and dogs, watch me defeat the enemy!"

(End of this chapter)