open sea

Chapter 497
Annan was defeated, and Meng Yang's war was in full swing.

The hot weather hindered the march. Even a general like Yang Yinglong, who was harsh with his subordinates, could only patiently let his subordinates travel twenty miles a day. In fact, even so, he still marched faster than others.

In the dense forest, Yang Yinglong wiped the sweat that blocked his eyes, and walked forward without stopping. Under the leadership of Chief Yu Jia, the Miao warriors opened the way with ring knives and sharp axes. They lived in the mountains and had their own ointment to eliminate poisonous insects. Combat in the woods is always unfavorable.

The formation of the native soldiers is also a battalion flag, but there is a small change that belongs to the chieftain. The flag army is to integrate soldiers with the people and integrate the military and government. All males under the rule must be incorporated into the banner. They usually practice and select athletes to be incorporated into the battalion. .

There are 25 soldiers in the Bozhou battalion, and there is a captain; there is one sentry for the four armors, one for the chief and one for the coordinator; one battalion for the four sentries, one for the battalion commander and one for the staff; one for the three battalions and one town, one general and several General; two towns and one army, set up a general or garrison, and one army has 400 people.

In other words, Yang Yinglong has hundreds of thousands of banner troops under his command. Of course, they are only militias, and the main combat force has no more than ten battalions. However, such a system where all the people are soldiers is conducive to mobilizing troops in battle.

Even the Miao girls in Bozhou can wield knives and guns and wield poisonous crossbows, which is why the Bozhou army is so powerful.

At this time, the Bozhou army that went deep into the country was led by the general Huang Yuan, and the rest of the troops were Yang Yinglong's private soldiers. The private soldiers had a battalion and two sentries. The servants are compiled and in charge of the luggage.

They have entered the hinterland of Mengyang at this time, because of the bold strategy of Sigu a while ago, now a large area of ​​Mengyang has been occupied by Mang Yinglong's army, and the soldiers and horses are driving all over the place, and no one knows how many enemies are around. .

Or rather, they are surrounded by enemies.

Before he had gone far, a figure moved in the forest in front of him, and there were a few cries of Bozhou Hungry Old Guan. The wrestlers dodged and came back with a few unarmored warriors with ring knives. They were scouts from the Bozhou Army. Seeing their solemn faces, they were silent on both sides, and went straight to the rear where Yang Yinglong and Huang Yuan were.

"Four hundred steps?"

Yang Yinglong took a look at the map by penetrating the spots of light in the forest, and angrily rolled up the map and threw it to his followers.

His scouts came to report that there was a village [-] paces ahead out of the forest, and it was now occupied by the Burmese army.

This is a good thing. They traveled through the forest for more than ten miles in order to search for the enemy, but this is the problem... They are not looking for the enemy aimlessly. Their map clearly shows that there are still seven or eight miles to go. There is Mengyang village in the mountain col, which is the main road connecting the north and the south, and their goal is to seize that place.

Now such a village suddenly appeared in an unmarked place on the map, and there are nearly a thousand enemies. The battle is likely to startle the enemy, and let the surrounding enemies gather, which will cause them trouble.

"My lord, call over?"

Huang Yuan is an old subordinate of the Yang family in Bozhou. As early as Yang Lie's time, he was a trusted subordinate of the Yang family. He has done many things that violated the system in Bozhou on weekdays. They are the only ones left. Such a title is loyal in private express.

By not calling His Majesty, you have already given three points of face to the emperor of the capital.

This is the foundation of Yang's rule of Bozhou. Their ancestors don't care which generation, because they regard themselves as Han people, so they are all Han people. This is very mysterious, and it is also the source of Yang's "Easy Chinese Customs", which expresses a kind of giving mentality.

My family, Yang, is a Han Chinese. When I entered the host state, I respected local customs and changed Chinese customs to non-Chinese customs. Now we are the same, you listen to me.

Yang Yinglong winked at Huang Yuan, and said in a low voice, "Go and see first, to see if you're sure."

Huang Yuan knew what Yang Yinglong meant by certainty, a Bozhou army, against less than a thousand enemies, there is no need to mention certainty in victory, unless they want to wipe them all out.

It was too close, the two settlements were only seven or eight miles away, and any disturbance could be easily transmitted, at least their cannons would not be used.

The Bozhou army has cannons, not the ones made by Chen Mu, but the Ming army’s standard artillery in the early years. It was brought into Bozhou from Sichuan. Its name is very prestigious. The poisonous mist cannon was developed in the early Ming Dynasty. It was mostly used for siege. Hit the city to catch fire and smoke.

The poison in the bullet scatter in all directions, adding a negative poisoning state of bleeding from the mouth and nose to the enemy. Those who are unlucky will be ignited, and the armor is on fire and then poisoned, basically it cannot be saved.

But this kind of weapon cannot be applied on a large scale, and it is basically useless.

Yang Yinglong and Huang Yuan approached and looked at the Diaolou with a southwest style from a distance. The little chieftain took out a binoculars from his arms like a treasure and looked carefully, and saw those Burmese soldiers dancing wantonly among the houses. Hacking and hacking without any rules, venting the anger of not being able to plunder.

Undoubtedly, the telescope that the little chieftain took out was decorated with gold and silver chi and tiger patterns, and it was much more refined and luxurious than Chen Shuai's brass tube.

"Someone of them took off their armor." Yang Yinglong's face was full of disdain, and he handed the binoculars to Huang Yuan, saying: "It's too scattered, it's not easy to go around, let's kill them all."

Huang Yuan took a rough look, nodded and handed back the binoculars, turned to the generals and said to the Bozhou camp officials: "Just like what you usually do in daily life, give orders to the soldiers and disperse them without leaving any one behind."

What is the daily life of a Miao warrior?
Practice shooting and hunting, tribal vendetta, and highway robbery.

In fact, this was a large-scale tribal vendetta, no different from when they were under the chieftains of the Southwest in the past.

After a while, Huang Yuan dispersed his troops, and the soldiers of each battalion were led by armored commanders to divide the troops into various places. Each of the soldiers under the armor or three people put on the poisonous arrows on the large crossbows opened together, or single-handedly stretched the small crossbows and carried them on the shoulders, scattered around the dense forest. , listed in the hidden forest barriers.

Yang Yinglong held the ring knife and handed the binoculars to the whistle chief of the bird gun whistle under his command, and said: "Look at those people clearly, you are not like the gun players under brother-in-law. If you hit one person with a gun, you just need to kill the three generals."

The Burmese soldiers in the village didn't know that there were countless pairs of eyes watching them in the forest, each of them was destroying aimlessly, yelling wildly, and from time to time they went to their leaders and generals to complain about something.

Suddenly there was a whistle in the forest, and groups of Hmong warriors with hair buns rushed down from the tiger man. Neither side had battle formations in this kind of encounter, but the Miao warriors still formed the smallest formation. A five-man squad surrounded the chief armor and killed the enemy.

Each small formation is a team of five people, some are a big crossbow opened by three people, some are three small crossbows, following two warriors with long spears, each rushes to open the crossbow, rushing to kill.

The Burmese general was shocked, this group of people did not look like Meng Yangjun at all, they hurriedly assembled troops, but Yang Yinglong didn't give them time to gather troops.

Holding a long-handled ring knife in both hands, Yang Yinglong led a group of followers and rushed forward. Three teams of warriors holding bird guns followed closely behind, disrupting the enemy's formation and shouting nearby. Not consistent either, but the goal is the same.

Thirty shots of guns are only for killing one person. It is hard to say whether this person will survive, but the people who gather around him will definitely not survive.

Where can we gather troops?

(End of this chapter)