A small soldier of the frontier army in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 211 Fighting
Several people quickly jumped on their horses, and when they reached the hill, Ye Bushou, nicknamed "Da Ya", also got on his horse.The five people, led by Long Er, walked out of the mountain pass along the sloping path by the stream and headed out of the mountain.

A few miles out of the mountain was a flat field, and the five of them ran along the field. This was originally the most affluent place near Gyeonggi, but now the countryside along the way was dilapidated and there were no people in the field.Sometimes I saw a large group of fleeing people, dragging their families with them, panicking and only heading west.

The Qing soldiers invaded the bandits several times, and the local people had already gained experience. Small castles and Zhuangzi were not safe, and big cities were also not safe. Due to the concentration of population and wealth, they became the main target of the Tartar soldiers.The only thing is to flee to the west into the mountains, but the cold winter is coming, everyone lacks food and clothing, and in the desolate mountains, they don't know whether they can survive or not.

Long Er led the team for a few nights and galloped all the way. Sometimes he galloped on the horse, sometimes reined in the horse, sometimes he got off the horse to inspect carefully, and then the group roared away again.He led them for several nights, showing his outstanding tracking ability, and quickly caught up with the dozen or so Qing sentries with white flags, hanging behind them all the time, but no one noticed. .

It was late in the evening, not far from the territory of Zhuozhou, there was a river called the Liuli River by the locals a few miles in front, Long Er suddenly reined in and stopped his horse, and several people behind him also stopped their horses at the same time, and the horse neighed rhythmically. , ran for dozens of miles at a stretch, and although they changed horses from time to time, the horses under their crotches were still snorting and exhaling thick white gas, obviously tired.

There was wisdom in Long Er's eyes, he said: "The Tartar soldiers stopped, not far from the river."

The people beside him became excited for several nights, and the bench said: "Great, tonight is the anniversary of the death of those Tartars."

Having said that, he licked his tongue, with a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes.

Long Er confessed: "Everyone, be careful, don't startle the snakes by making mistakes."

They touched it quietly, and when it got dark, they dived to the river, only to see some faint flames coming from a mile ahead.Long Er and the others knew that place, there was a ruined temple over there, and there were some sparse trees around it, so it was quite convenient to rest and drink water.

In that place, Long Er and others once rested. This Liuli River has rough banks on both sides of the nearby river. Only the water flow around the ruined temple is gentler. It is expected that there are many Qing soldiers and horses. For the convenience of resting and drinking water, they will definitely choose this ruined place. Overnight around the temple, as expected.

In a barren forest, Long Er and five people stopped, leaving three people to guard the horses. Long Er took a bench and quietly went to the ruined temple. , Lord Qiang, and Da Ya said in a deep voice: "I have figured it out, there are 15 Tatar soldiers, one is assigned to Pashiku, one is strong, and thirteen small soldiers are all Tatar soldiers. Sentinel cavalry, do you want to do it?"

After Huang Taiji ascended the throne, in order to disperse the power of the banner masters, Niulu was not a military unit at first, but a number of young men were selected from each Niulu to form an army.When the Qing soldiers invaded the bandits this time, the three major camps of the Qing Dynasty, the Ba Yala camp, were the guard camps of later generations.Ali Hachao Haying, the Xiaoqiying of later generations.The Karpush Xian Camp, that is, the pioneer camp of later generations, has been formed and perfected.

In addition to these three battalions, infantry battalions, sharp-key battalions, firearms battalions, tiger gun battalions, and Shanpu battalions have also begun to be formed.Until this time, the Manchurians really got rid of the tribal military system and had the appearance of a national army.

However, the current Kabushixian camp is generally only used as a sentinel when Huang Taiji and others patrol, and will not go out with the army.The leader of the Baya battalion of each banner, Baya Latuo Zhangjing, under his jurisdiction, the number of Baya La soldiers is no more than 700, and they will not use them easily. Only used when sentinel.

Such ordinary scouts, of course, could not see the most elite Baya soldiers in the banner, and the Qing soldiers resting in the ruined temple were all ordinary sentry horses from the Alihachaoha battalion of the Zhengbai Banner.

Wang Dou was very concerned about the movements of the Qing soldiers, and devoted a lot of energy to this aspect. The Qing Dynasty reformed the military system, at least the nights in Wang Dou's army were not accepted, and everyone knew about it.

The bench gritted his teeth, with a ferocious expression: "Military achievements are rare, if you miss the opportunity, you will regret it."

Da Ya was panting too, and said with red eyes, "Damn it, why don't you do it?"

Master Hu and Master Qiang's faces trembled a few times, and a word came out of their mouths: "It's done!"

Long Er said: "Okay, brothers, killing slaves and making meritorious service, just today, even if we die in battle, the guerrilla general will take good care of our family."

He whispered, "It's done."

He ordered: "There are so many Tartars, there is no need to leave someone to look after the horses, the five of us will go together."

They took off their weapons and equipment from their respective horses. In the cold night and under the starlight, they all saw the extremely cold light in each other's eyes.

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Long Er and five people tiptoed towards the ruined temple, the flames and noise became more and more clear, among which was the shrill cry of a woman.

The ruined temple is surrounded by plains, with occasional trees, and only a dozen or so feet in front of it is a patch of rocks, large or small.Long Erwu and the others lurk behind the chaotic rocks, looking towards the ruined temple, what they see makes people's eyes tear up.

The hands and feet of a woman with remnants of Ming Dynasty clothing were nailed to a door panel with thick wooden nails, which seemed to be dismantled from the temple.Her front is naked, and a Qing soldier is crawling on top of her.The woman's limbs were nailed, and as she struggled, blood continued to flow from her hands and feet. The great pain made her cry one after another.

The woman's mournful cry made the Qing soldier even more excited, and he laughed loudly and nonstop.Beside him, some Qing soldiers laughed and pointed at him. There were even two Qing soldiers who took off their pants and waited impatiently.

The scene in front of them made Long Er and the others tremble with anger, but they knew that now was not the time to go out for rescue. They only had five people, but the opponent had more than a dozen people, and they could only attack when the odds of winning were the greatest.

Looking up, there are several fire piles in front of the ruined temple, and Qing soldiers in twos and threes are burying pots and making rice around the fire piles, warming themselves by the fire.

These Qing soldiers are all wearing pure white cotton armor, without any red borders or other colors on the outside. They are all sergeants of the Qing soldiers with white flags. Some of them wear black and red-tasseled helmets, and some of them take off their helmets. During the rotation, each person's bare head and the slender money rattail behind it were revealed.

Looking around again, there are some war horses scattered around, all of them unsaddled and slack, eating horse food quietly, and there is also a fire coming from the ruined temple, it must be the Qing soldiers who were assigned to rest in the poshiku and Zhuangda enjoy.

This group of Qing soldiers was rampant, and there were only two or three sentinels they deployed, wandering around the fire boredly. In their thinking, tonight must be peaceful, and the deployment of sentries was just a routine.

The struggling and crying of the woman next to the fire could be heard one after another. Hearing her mournful and helpless screams, Long Er and the others clenched their fists tightly, not in time, not in time.They couldn't bear to watch, but they had to carefully watch the situation on the field, waiting for the moment when the Qing soldiers were most relaxed.

The Qing soldiers changed one by one, and the crying of the woman gradually became weaker, and she only twitched occasionally when she was nailed to the wooden board.Finally, those Qing soldiers had had enough trouble. They yawned and undressed all of them. Many of them just wrapped themselves in military blankets and lay sprawled beside the fire.

It's time, Long Er quietly took out his strong bow, holding a few sharp arrows deftly in his hand.Lord Hu, Lord Qiang and the others also took out their strong bows, but Da Ya was not good at drawing bows, so they took out their own hard crossbows, loaded them with poisoned crossbow arrows, they looked at each other, the five of them cooperated tacitly, At this glance, he understood the other party's thoughts and plans.

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"Whoosh whoosh!"

The sound of the bowstring seemed to be heard from all directions, and the screams of the Qing soldiers pierced the black sky. First of all, those sentries were shot down to the ground. He jumped up.

Long Er and the others shuttled back and forth in the darkness, every time an arrow passed, a Qing soldier was shot down to the ground.Many Qing soldiers had lost their armor, and the arrows of Long Er's men often hit their vital points. In addition, the arrows were poisoned. In a short period of time, at least half of the Qing soldiers died or lost their combat effectiveness.

At that moment, people called Ma hissing, and those Qing soldiers didn't know how many people came around, and they panicked.There was a roar, and two sturdy Qing army leaders rushed out from the ruined temple, holding weapons in their hands, but it was the one who had been assigned to Shiku and Zhuangda.

Just as these Qing soldiers were about to retreat into the temple, there was a scream, and several strong men from the Ming Dynasty rushed from the left and right sides, each of them holding a shield and a weapon, and rushed towards them viciously.

A Qing soldier saw a strong man rushing towards him. This strong man held a round shield in one hand and a huge hammer in the other. His body was extremely strong, with a huge head and a square body underneath.Before he had time to parry, the strong man's iron hammer fell on him, his muscles and bones were shattered, and his flesh and blood flew everywhere. The Qing soldier snorted and was crushed to death on the ground.

Master Qiang slashed a Qing soldier, took a quick step, and gave away the shield with his left hand. There was a sharp spear point on his leather shield, which pierced a Qing soldier's throat soundlessly.The Qing soldier on the left raised his tiger knife to him, and was pierced by the point of the spear, with an incredulous look in his eyes.

As soon as Lord Qiang retracted his shield, the Qing soldier's throat spurted blood wildly. He still kept his hands raised high and fell to the ground with a bang.

The Qing soldier was still wearing cotton armor earlier, he was slashed by Master Qiang, but he still had the ability to move. He raised an epee, screamed in pain, and slashed viciously at Master Qiang's side.Unexpectedly, he suddenly found that his upper body was far away from his lower body, and he still held the epee and fell to the ground with a rain of blood.

Master Hu was the only one among the five who didn't hold a shield. He and Master Qiang were in a group, using a two-handed long knife, thick and sharp.

Groups of fuzzy things flowed out of the Qing soldier's body, and only then did he feel indescribable pain welling up in his heart. He looked at half of his body, and howled in a non-human voice.

Cut in the waist!

It is one of the tortures used by the ancient government to execute prisoners. The prisoner will not die immediately, but will struggle on the ground for a long period of time, but all the pain is well known.This Qing soldier was cut into two pieces. A soldier like him has a stronger body and more vigorous vitality. He will suffer longer and die slowly in the end.

Long Er, Da Ya, and the bench form a team of three. Among the three, the bench has the strongest fighting ability.

So the three of them fought on the bench, while Long Er and Da Ya stood by as guards and assisted in the battle. After smashing a Qing soldier to death, the bench smashed another Qing soldier into a pulp.The hot blood sprayed by the opponent made the bench boil, and he subconsciously licked his lips. He liked the feeling of fighting so much.

Swords clashed beside him, and Da Ya and the Qing soldier Zhuangda exchanged hands. In the blink of an eye, the two had hacked each other several times. Lian Lian also slashed Da Ya's right arm with a knife, the sound of the knife piercing into the bone creaked.

The right leg of the bench swept across, a sharp wind sounded, blood mist filled the sky, and the strong head was kicked away by the bench.

An epee struck, and the sledgehammer in the bench's hand subconsciously blocked it.

With a loud noise, the tiger's mouth of the bench burst, and the sledgehammer in his hand fell to the ground. The heavy sword struck again, the breastplate of the bench was split, and a large pool of blood came out.He took a few steps back and looked at it with red eyes, but it was the allocated Shiku.

Na Fen De Pa Shiku screamed wildly in Manchu, when he was about to raise his sword again, a scimitar cut into his waist silently, but Long Er on the left gave him a blow.

Pa Shiku was so painful that he dropped his long sword, he roared wildly, and the bench cursed angrily: "You bloody tartar!"

He threw away the shield in his left hand, rushed forward, and grabbed the collar armor of the assigned Pashiku. The fist of his right hand was punching violently on his head.He was wearing an iron glove on his right hand, and after a few punches, the face and head of Nafen Pashiku were bloody, and the bench was still being beaten violently.

Long Er looked around, the Qing soldiers around were either dead or injured, all of them had been wiped out.

He heaved a sigh of relief, seeing that the bench was still yelling and beating him, he stepped forward and said, "Enough is enough, this tartar is dead."

The bench let go of his hand, only to find that Pa Shiku's head and face were out of shape, and there was still a faint light of fear in one eye, and then he threw the Qing soldier's corpse away cursingly.

(End of this chapter)