Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 182 Waiting to attack?

There are more than 3 people, there are no boundaries, there are more than [-] peasant troops, even the elderly and children are full of hatred, anger, and come out aggressively to fight for their lives. The soldiers waved their guns desperately and shouted, and the strong men behind them also knocked on their shields and shouted with swords, wishing to fight with the officers and soldiers now.

It is natural to choose a flat place for the farm. The riverside near Qingquanwei is almost hundreds of hectares of plains, which is a good battlefield. They didn't come out, and stayed safely in the barracks.

Inside the tent of the Chinese army, Zhang Zishou was already spinning around in a hurry, his turnip-shaped head turned into a steamed turnip, and he was walking around endlessly with his back.

"Tell me about you, the governor has repeatedly instructed you not to touch Song Qingshu, why did you wash Qingquanwei?"

"Isn't it just a rogue? Wash it, wash it!"

Heaped up on the commander's camp, with the general's helmet thrown aside, Du Wenhuan was still in the mood to take a sip of wine. If it had been in the early Ming Dynasty, drinking in front of civil officials and supervising troops would not be enough to chop off a few heads. Unfortunately, this is At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the corruption of the military system had reached its limit, and even Zhang Zishou was used to it!

"That's 200 dans of rice grain! More than [-] hectares of wasteland were opened up in two months. If time passes, maybe half of the frontier troops can be fed by Song Qingshu. You, you actually washed his stockade. When you go back, you , tell the governor yourself!"

"It's no big deal, break up the stockade, catch some rioters, and we will grow the coarse grains from abroad! Tsk tsk, don't look like a teacher asking for a crime, don't forget, it was your master Zhang who wrote the military order to this general, Ask me to take the two stockades together!"

After taking another sip of wine, Du Wenhuan flicked out a military order in a somewhat rascally manner.Looking at the black and white letters with his big seal on it, if Li Zichong hadn't been chopped off by Song Qingshu and his head hung on the city gate, Zhang Zishou really had the urge to kill him again.

Helplessly drooping his head, Zhang Zishou immediately spread his hands and urged.

"Forget it, wash it as soon as it's done, Du Zongbing, my Grandpa Du, why are you holding back now? You must find out about this matter quickly, otherwise, we will not be able to bear Master Hong's side and walk around! "

"No hurries?"

Anyway, everyone was killed, Du Wenhuan was really leisurely, talking slowly, sip after sip of wine.

"There is a saying in the art of war: If the enemy's formation is neat and sharp, and he is unable to fight, he should fortify the wall and clear the field. Hou Qi's formation is long and his spirit is weak, and he will fight against him, and he will be invincible! This boy surnamed Song is quite capable. Listen to what he said last night. Roaring, looking at today's formation, the person surnamed Song may have boosted the morale of the two villages, and planned to seek revenge from us in a bloody battle, so even if we win, we will suffer too many casualties, and it will not be good to go back!"

"Master Zhang, just trust me once and let them hang out until the afternoon. This guy named Song will either have to forcefully attack our fortified camp, or let his morale be low. Half an hour before sunset, I will be able to give him his last name." Song's head was chopped off and placed on a plate!"

Speaking of this, Du Wenhuan pulled out the knife and stabbed it on the table with murderous intent, and the chicken head on the table fell down with a click.

…………

As Du Wenhuan expected, he went out of the stockade to fight at about [-]:[-] in the morning, and there was no movement from the officers and soldiers on the opposite side for half an hour. It was squatting behind the wooden wall of the camp, and the huge peasant army became uncontrollably agitated.

"Damn it, the official dog is scared and dare not come to fight. Boss, let's fight! My old Liu is willing to take the lead!" The first impatient person was Liu Zongmin, who ran over with a machete in his arms He yelled in Song Qingshu's ear, listening to him grabbing the vanguard, Zhao Liuzi, Li Tiezhu and other generals were also anxious, and they all came to persuade him.

"The master, Lao Liu still has to forge iron, replace me!"

"My whole family was killed by the official dog, let me go!"

Hearing the commotion, Song Qingshu shook his head heavily, hit Liu Zongmin on the forehead with a whip and cursed.

"There are no less than fifteen cannons and more than 1000 firecrackers on the opposite side. How many shots can you take if you are covered in flesh? Do you want to bring your brothers to death?"

"Yes, but you can't just sit and watch?" Eager for revenge, a large group of generals of the Peasant Army went mad with anxiety.

In fact, Song Qingshu himself is also anxious, but he is different from the messy generals below. They can die in battle in a chic and romantic manner, but he can't. You also need to be calm at this time!
"This Du Wenhuan is also considered a famous general. He was born as a champion of martial arts. He has been in the army for more than 30 years. He has won great victories in several battles with the Mongolian Taoist bandits. He is also proficient in military tactics and is a difficult opponent. It’s just that we are eager to attack, so we are ready to wait for us to die, and we can’t move now!”

But looking at Liu Zongmin's red eyes, Song Qingshu changed the subject again: "But I have a way to force him to attack! The premise is that you must obey my orders now!"

"If you can cut off the head of that dog official surnamed Du to avenge Juan'er, don't say that the big boss is taking your order, I'm willing to let my old Liu ****!" Liu Zongmin yelled anxiously.

Hundreds of messengers passed word of mouth and shouted: "Everyone, don't worry, the big boss has a clever plan to force the opposite officer Gouzi to send troops! Everyone, don't worry!"

After the army's morale was settled, more than 2000 old and weak women were transferred to the forefront by Song Qingshu. They used their skills to open up wasteland and picked up hoes to dig trenches in front of the army.

The distance between the two armies was more than two miles, and there were no cannons in red, and even the generals couldn't hit them. The officers and soldiers who had been watching in the camp ran back immediately when they saw this.

"Chief soldier! Chief soldier! That rogue surnamed Song ordered the old and the weak to dig fortifications before the formation. Before he finishes, let's attack quickly?" The most fiery general, He Renlong, rushed in After entering the Chinese army tent, Du Wenhuan and Zhang Zishou were stunned when they heard this result, but soon after, Du Wenhuan raised his head and laughed.

"This guy surnamed Song also knows a little bit about the art of war. Last time, he sang an empty city plan to someone! But this time, if he wants to lie to someone again, there is no way!"

"The Song surname is not going to fight anymore! If we don't attack anymore, it will be difficult to fight if we wait for them to rely on fortifications to defend like yesterday! Du Zongbing, why are you in no hurry?"

It’s true that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry. Zhang Zishou’s eyebrows were furious. Hearing his urging, Du Wenhuan even smiled flauntingly: “This Song is learning from Li Mu to beat the Xiongnu! The enemy uses weak bait, and there are many bandit cavalry! Once I attack rashly, the bandit cavalry will come out from both sides, and they will definitely cause me a lot of damage!"

"Don't worry, my soldiers are not in the trap. The morale of the rogues is weakening faster. They have run out of food. We still have cavalry to see that we can't attack Caogu. Even if we can't get it today, within three days, the rogues will be defeated." , Pass down the order, the whole army is not allowed to fight!"

Under Du Wenhuan's strict order, the officers and soldiers just watched the peasant army digging trenches without moving.He is really an expert at digging the ground. The children transported the soil, and the old men and women over 45 years old dug the pit. In an hour, three trenches were dug, and the last one was filled with soil for a parapet to be shot by a musketeer.

But Du Wenhuan's guess was correct. The desperate morale of the peasant army in the morning seemed to have really drained over time. The ditch was almost dug. Song Qingshu actually ordered the team to rest on the spot, and many people ran back and were damaged. The unbearable Qingquanwei was messing with something.

However, if Du Wenhuan could get close, he would never think so, because every peasant army still showed that desperate ruthlessness on his face, even the old and weak working would yell at the hoe, as if the hoe was just smashed. On the face of the officers and soldiers.

Because the big boss gave the order, after lunch, the officers and soldiers were forced to fight!Fight them!
It’s a bit early for the pot to be smashed, but fortunately there are pots to boil water, cut bamboo knots into bowls, and soak the fried noodles in the waist. physical strength.

It's just that after the meal, the eyes of these blood-feuding peasant soldiers focused on Song Qingshu again, waiting for him to fulfill his promise.

Can Song Qingshu force out officers and soldiers?
Really can!
"Pass the order of Lao Tzu, the production captains mobilize the members of your team to go to the fields, break open the dam, flood the cotton and corn fields, burn the wheat, pull out every potato, and don't leave anything to the official dog!"

The reclaimed farmland is far away from Wangzuoguabu, in Nanniwan, which is close to a few small lakes to the south, and it happens to be blocked by the army. It is enough to vent your anger by saying that you don’t leave anything to the official dog. Tens of thousands of old and young Picking up hoes and sickles, they rushed into the field again, gnashing their teeth and destroying the food they worked so hard to grow piece by piece.

Army camp.

"Report, black smoke is burning in the southwest, I don't know what the rogues are doing!"

Du Wenhuan was stunned again when he heard this, and frowned. Zhang Zishou also turned around twice, but before Du Wenhuan could apply the art of war this time, he had already patted the carrot on the head anxiously.

"It's not good! This Song Qingshu is burning the farmland! Du Zongbing, send troops immediately and defeat him!"

"Master Zhang, didn't you explain it to you? This is a trick of the rogues! They led our army to send troops!"

Du Wenhuan explained helplessly, he really didn't want to understand why Song Qingshu was stupid, why did he burn his own fields, but Zhang Zishou was blown up!
"Song Qingshu's farmland is very important to Yansui Town. There are more than [-] grains, which is enough to feed half of the frontier army for half a year. The governor even did not hesitate to risk his life to persuade Song Qingshu to surrender. If the harvest is gone, you will do it yourself. Think about how to explain to Lord Hong!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Zishou actually packed his things and planned to leave on his own. Du Wenhuan was a little panicked. He could see that Zhang Zishou was playing for real!A literati's mouth is no less than the knife in his hand!This will make him go back in anger, even if he wins, he will not benefit himself.

In desperation, Du Wenhuan was also full of depression and grabbed a large handful of tokens and threw them out.

"Pass down the general order and defeat the thieves!"

(End of this chapter)