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

Chapter 791 It's Time
A bunch of people on the opposite side are clamoring and standing in a mess. When it comes to queues, they are far inferior to Lao Hu and others. However, they also have advantages, that is, there are more than 400 people with horses, and many people can shoot arrows immediately after dismounting. No wonder so Arrogant.

Moreover, Shepotian was originally from the army. After the defeat of the Ming army in Zhuxian Town, many of Zuo Liangyu, Yang Dezheng, Fang Guoan and others were defeated. They stayed among the people and became bandits and thieves.

Especially for those who originally had horses, the harm was even more severe. Often a few horsemen could sweep hundreds of people.

This She Potian used to be Fang Guoan's servant. When he was defeated, there were dozens of people around him, and everyone had horses.

They stayed in Chenliu, Lanyang, and Qi counties to plunder and surrender. So far, they have more than 400 cavalry troops. They are considered a big force in Kaifeng Prefecture. Even the officers and soldiers in the prefecture city have to look at them differently. treat.

In every war or troubled times, women and children are the first victims. After they are caught or coerced, they are either humiliated, killed or eaten. Shepotian and others are also one of the villains The women they tortured to death are countless.

However, "business" is important now, regardless of Shepotian or other forces, they will try their best to keep the "goods" intact. On the eve of delivery, they will even give them a surprise supplementary business to make them look better and sell them at a good price.

Since last year, the "business" of abducting and selling women and children has been popular in Kaifeng Prefecture, and they have been continuously transported across the Yellow River to the other side of the Yellow River, and then bought a large amount of grain, cloth, ironware, and even ammunition that everyone needs from the Sanjin Commercial Bank. etc.

Women and children who were worthless in the past are now worth a lot of money, especially healthy and complete.

Kaifeng Fucheng has now become an important "business distribution center". Even the governor Hou Xun joined the ranks of "doing business" after arriving in Kaifeng. Now the number of women in the city is decreasing, and children are even rarer. Xuanfu and Monan are gone.

She Potian is very keen on doing "business". Now in their village, except for the twelve village owners who have wives and women, the rest of their subordinates have wives, daughters and children. Consider whether to sell your wife and daughter.

Anyway, according to their identities, how could they worry about whether there is Mrs. Yazhai?Just tired of playing, change a group of women.

"Leave the little lady."

All the minions on the opposite side roared in unison. They knew that many of the soldiers in the "Mountain Patrol Army" inside and outside the Laowobaozhai had women.

If these women and children are snatched, one or two of them may be divided among themselves, and they will be sold after playing for ten and a half months. Why not do it?
They clamored loudly, although there were many old and weak in the crowd, and many of them didn't have a spear, but only wielded sticks or hoes, after all, there were so many people, the momentum was not small.

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"Damn, it's on my head."

Old Hu roared angrily. After being the leader for many months, he also cultivated dignity. The "Mountain Patrol Army" personnel behind him were also filled with righteous indignation. They have a little color to see.

Kong San and Huang Weijie also watched attentively. They are elite intelligence officers who have undergone training in various aspects. Military common sense is just one of them. Seeing that the opponent is just a mob, it is easy to beat their infantry. The difficulty is that the opponent's cavalry is not good. deal with.

They discussed quickly and formed a formation. Huang Weijie led hundreds of infantry as the rear line to cover the baggage, women and children.Kong San went to the front to command in person. The two teams of bird gunmen, one team of archers, and two teams of sword and shield soldiers, a total of 250 people were the elite of the front team, and the rest of the spearmen were arranged in several rows.

Finally, there is the middle army of Lao Hu's cavalry, forming a relatively neat army formation.

After nearly half a year of training, the three subordinates who were originally mostly hungry and refugees are considered to be in good shape. At least they line up neatly and know how to fight in formation. It is often unfavorable.

Of course, they are not a regular army after all, and they don't know any other flags and drums except the signal to withdraw troops, so they basically rely on roaring in battle, and now they need Kong Sanju to command.

"Ba Tiao, protect Mr. Hu, you know?"

Before going to the front, Kong San ordered the cavalry general, but he was a sturdy young man, riding a fat black horse.

His real name cannot be tested. He used to be a horse thief. He didn't do much evil. He was good at wielding a thick-backed saber and could swing a bow. One time his life was saved by Kong San, and he has been loyal to him ever since. Peripheral personnel of the Ministry of Intelligence.

He led the 50-man cavalry, which was the common guard of the three village owners.

"Don't worry, the second village master, the villain will definitely protect the big village master!"

Batiao grinned grinningly and looked at the opposite side, a blood-thirsty light flashed in his eyes.

"Don't worry about me, it's Master Confucius, you should be more careful in front."

Old Hu waved his hand nonchalantly. Although he was reluctant to be forcibly dragged to Henan by Kong San and Huang Weijie at the beginning, after several months, he fell in love with this kind of career of licking blood on the edge of a knife. It was too exciting.

And in the past, he was just a small soldier who was despised by others, but now thousands of people in the whole village look at his face, which is so beautiful.When fighting by myself, I rushed to the front and the brothers roared and followed. This feeling is so exciting.

Perhaps, this is the ideal life in my heart.

He seems to be immersed in the role, and only when he dreams back at midnight, will he think of his wife, his unborn child, and life in Xuanfu Town.

And after a few months, he and Kong San and the others had somewhat developed feelings for each other, so when he spoke at this time, his tone was inevitably filled with concern.

Kong San nodded, quickly brought a few guards to the front, and shouted: "The brave will be rewarded, the cowardly will be cut, there is no retreat, and kill all the thieves on the opposite side! Mountain Patrol Army, advance!"

The whole army roared in unison, unlike those rural braves and village men who plowed and planted, their mountain patrol army made a living by suppressing bandits and "collecting protection fees". They always went out to fight several times a month, fighting and killing people There are too many, and there is a fierce air in the whole village.

Moreover, after each battle, the three village leaders can also reward those who make meritorious deeds and cut off those who retreat, which is quite a boost to morale. They can be regarded as a paramilitary group, not just idle bandits.

They roared rhythmically, marching forward on the dry loess land, and at this time, the sword and shield soldiers were in front, and the spearmen were behind, the shields were densely covered, and the sharp spear points Protruding from the gap, it looks like a huge turtle array.

……

She Potian and the others on this side gasped. She Potian was a middle-aged man with scars all over his face. From which battalion did you come?"

But he wasn't overly worried, after all, there were many soldiers on his side, so he ordered: "Beat the drums, the whole army will charge!"

Immediately the drummer beside him beat the big drum.

There are only two banners and drums for She Potian's subordinates, one is to advance, and the other is to call gold to withdraw troops. No matter how complicated it is, the subordinates don't understand.In fact, She Potian didn't understand, because he used to be in Fang Guoan Town, and he was also swarmed in wars.

"Kill!"

With the sound of drums, thousands of minions, big and small, howled together. Except for the horsemen who didn't move, the rest of them brandished various weapons and rushed towards Lao Hu.

Their queue was messy, there was no front and back, and some of the people in front were holding shields, and some were not. It was indeed a mob.

However, relying on the large number of people, She Potian had overthrown many surrounding forces in the past. After all, at this time, the combat troops rarely talked about formations, let alone the forces of civilian bandits.

The mountain patrol army stopped early, and under Kong San's order, two teams of blunderbuss soldiers fought against the team of archers, and quickly came to the front of the queue.

Their two teams of bird gunmen stood in two rows, the team of archers stood in a row, and behind them were sword and shield soldiers, with dense spears still sticking out from the gap between the shields.

"Light the matchlocks, and the firecrackers in the front row squat down..."

Kong San calmly ordered that the blunderbuss soldiers of the mountain patrol army used different calibers of blunderbuss, so they did not use custom-packed paper tube ammunition, but Huang Weijie was in charge of logistics, and it was impossible not to have the idea of ​​custom-packing.

Like many Ming soldiers, he asked the sergeants to use bamboo tubes and copper tubes. Each tube was based on the situation of their own gunpowder, and the amount of gunpowder was fixed. The gunpowder was separated from the propellant. Each soldier also had a lead bag filled with projectiles. , After training for a long time, everyone can use it proficiently.

Of course, gunpowder is also an expensive item for the mountain patrol army. Generally, they usually train with empty guns or use sand for practice.

Immediately, the people in charge of lighting the fires of each team held the fire cans and quickly lit their matchlocks for the soldiers. The mountain patrol army could not be compared with the Jingbian army.

Then the gunmen in front squatted down neatly with a bang, and the gunmen in the back were aiming with their guns, while watching the fire and paying attention to the priming, for fear that the priming would be blown away by a sudden wind.

Of course, their bird guns cannot have a self-closing fire door device. In windy weather, the fire guns often go dumb.

The soldiers and horses on the side of Shepotian, thousands of people are still howling and rushing forward. The people in front of them also saw the blunderbuss team on the side of the mountain patrol army, and they were not very worried. The bird-making guns all come from the government.

However, the quality of firearms made by the government is too poor, not to mention that they are easy to explode. Many firearms often fail to fire in the face of battle. In general, even if the opponent has a bird gun or a three-eyed gun in a firefight, thousands of people rush forward, and they often cannot sink. Hold your breath, and fire randomly when you are not in range.

So even if they saw the blunderbuss team of the Mountain Patrol Army, the howling people continued to howl, and at most some people subconsciously blocked their shields in front of them.

"No orders, no firing guns, those who disobey orders will be executed!"

Kong San calmly looked at the crowd rushing towards him, and the guards beside him repeated his orders over and over again.The musketeers in the second row were also focused on aiming. Even though the beads of sweat fell down, no one wiped them off. The military discipline of the mountain patrol army is very strict.

"put!"

Seeing the people waiting in front of him, he rushed a hundred paces, eighty paces, seventy paces, Kong San finally let out a roar.

With the sound of the volley of bird guns, bursts of scorching flames emerged, followed by thick white smoke.

Of the fifty bird guns, except for about ten that did not fire, the rest all spewed out a large puff of white smoke. Blood mist rose from the bodies of nearly twenty people who shot through the sky, and some people's shields were shattered. Then the shells hit their bodies behind them, and they fell screaming and falling to the ground.

"The second row backs up, the first row, get up!"

"put!"

There was another sound of firing guns, and this time more people fell to the ground, and those who were shot rolled on the ground and screamed.Not to mention that these people do not have armor, even if they have armor, it is difficult to block the power of the bullets at close range. After all, although these bird guns cannot be compared with the Jingbian army bird guns, they are relatively sophisticated and quite powerful.

Moreover, many of the dead and injured were the more courageous people in the crowd. Seeing them howling in pain, many people around them lost their courage immediately.

After the two rows of firecrackers finished shooting, they retreated immediately and returned to the formation. There was a sound of brushing sticks, and they nervously reloaded their own lead pellets and gunpowder again.

"Bow and arrow, shoot!"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

There was another rain of arrows, and with the sound of arrows piercing through the air, some people who shot through the sky were shot down, especially those without shields.

Although the power of the bow and arrow is not as powerful as the blunderbuss, it is better in speed. In a short distance, some people have already shot several arrows.

But after being hit by the blunderbuss and bows and arrows, those who shot the sky screamed in horror, most of them had lost their courage, they were either looking left and right, or they were crowded and wanted to escape to the rear.

Then the chaotic crowd crowded in front of the formation of the Mountain Patrol Army.

"prick!"

The shields of the sword and shield soldiers stood up, and then in the gaps between their shields, dense spears pricked out continuously.

Every time their spears stretched and retracted, they would bring out a mist of blood, and the screams continued to sound. These spears stabbed randomly, or pierced the face of the god, or on the throat, or on the chest. , or on the lower abdomen and waist eyes.

Being stabbed by a spear is not a pleasant feeling. Those people either collapsed on the ground trembling, or shouted hoarsely. If their internal organs were pierced, they would roll on the ground in pain, wishing to die on the spot.

Most of these people who shoot Potian are either hungry people or homeless people. Usually, relying on the large number of people, they fight against the wind. How have they ever seen such a vicious formation, such a tragic situation?Seeing the blood soaring, and the howls around them continued, they collapsed, howling and only fled to the left and right.

And some habitual bandits, or those who were more powerful, were either shot to death by blunderbuss bows and arrows at the beginning, or now they died under the chaos of spears.The bravery of a man is so helpless in the face of a neat army formation, even a half-toned army formation like the Mountain Patrol Army.

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Seeing his own infantry being defeated by the mountain patrol army as soon as they met each other, and his face turned ashen when he shot through the sky, he thought to himself: "In the end, we still have to rely on our own cavalry!"

He shouted: "Brothers, don't fall for the name of our Heaven-breaking Battalion, follow me!"

There are more than 400 people in his horse team, all of them are habitual bandits, their hands are stained with blood, and they are used to seeing life and death. When they heard the command of the great village master, they all roared and roared. Their horseshoes stirred up huge dust and rushed towards the flank of the mountain patrol army rush away.

Seeing hundreds of horses coming from the opposite side, their horseshoes vibrated and hit the ground with great momentum, Lao Hu laughed loudly: "Finally it's my turn, brothers, follow me!"

His cavalry also roared in unison and drew out their sabers.

And compared to Shepotian's swarm, the cavalry team of the Mountain Patrol Army also pays attention to the formation, especially the personal guards of that team, who usually need to cooperate more.

At this time, they were in a row of ten people, divided into five rows, all of them were horses fighting horses, and the first two rows also used spears, just like feathered cavalry riding on the wall.The rest of the cavalry are all in the rear, and some are scattered on the left and right. Although the number is slightly smaller than that of She Potian, the majestic power is far exceeded.

"kill!"

Lao Hu roared and took the lead, and the cavalry of the mountain patrol army rushed out together with roars...

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"Hahahaha, fighting with me, the one with the surname Qian is looking for the wrong person!"

When riding back, Lao Hu was triumphant, but nothing unexpected happened. Shepotian's stragglers faced Lao Hu's cavalry and were defeated. More than 50 people were killed and injured on the spot, and more than 100 cavalry surrendered.

She Potian abandoned the luggage in embarrassment, and fled back to his lair with the remnants of the cavalry. The pawns who were running away didn't even care about it, and Lao Hu took in more than 500 people.

After returning from the great victory, the whole army was beaming with joy. Hearing his words, there was a howl of "the mighty master of the great village", which made Lao Hu even more happy, looking around and looking around, full of high spirits.

Of course, Lao Hu was injured again, and he was cut on his left arm. Fortunately, no bones were injured, so he didn't care.

Kong San and Huang Weijie spoke a few words of concern, seeing that he was fine, they were also relieved.Frequent battles are unavoidable, and even the two of them have suffered countless wounds in the past few months, and they have long been used to it.

"Your Majesty asked me to patrol the mountains..."

The resounding "Military Song" sounded again, and everyone in the mountain patrol army rushed to their fortress happily with their spoils.

Their village is called Da'an Village. It is located between Guoshui and Zaolin River. The surrounding land is flat and fertile, and irrigation is also convenient. It is considered a very good site.

However, in the current world, if the land is not fertile and irrigation is inconvenient, it is meaningless, because few people dare to settle down to farm.

After all, gangsters gather around, refugees and hungry people emerge in endlessly, you plant a field, and when you want to harvest, they will come to plunder. The people who come are more powerful than each other, and there are more people and horses than each other. Who dares to guarantee that I will be able to Keep money, food and property?

This is also the sorrow of troubled times, even if you want to farm with peace of mind.

It's not that there is no lesson, Da'an Village was a force in the past, the owner of the village recruited refugees to cultivate, and he was quite famous in the local area, but in July last year, he was attacked by a group of refugees, the granary was looted, and the remaining villagers, Be part of that refugee too.

Because of this lesson, even Kong San and Huang Weijie did not dare to allow the villagers to farm and make a living by "trafficking people", "weapons processing", and "collecting protection fees".

Everyone went back all the way, and the villages along the way were deserted, with no people inhabited. Kong San and Huang Weijie frowned, shook their heads and sighed, but Lao Hu didn't care.
At this time, Lao Hu and the others were at the forefront, but Batiaodu and his bodyguards were a few horses behind. After all, there were some secrets that he could not even listen to.

Looking at Lao Hu who was shaking his head and humming a ditty, enjoying it, Kong San suddenly said indifferently: "It's time!"

Huang Weijie nodded, and Lao Hu was taken aback: "What time is it?"

(End of this chapter)