Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 311 The Battle of Hejiazhai

Before reaching Yingshan County, Gezuo Fifth Battalion was tortured to the brim.

March in the lunar calendar is equivalent to October in later generations, and here is south of the Huaihe River line in the Qinling Mountains. It is warm and early, and early-born bugs are everywhere. I am used to staying in dry places in the north. These soldiers from Shaanxi and Shanxi are really bitten and crying. Father and mother, in the past two days, many people have lost their stomachs due to acclimatization, and finally because of the high morale brought about by the new equipment, they have fallen back now.

It's not even on the battlefield yet, because it's too heavy, the tiger squatting gun and the heavy flintlock gun have been lost a lot.

Riding on a horse and swaying in the ravine, he slapped himself with golden eyes, looking at the blood on his palm, He Yilong couldn't help but start to get dirty.

"Damn it, what the hell kind of place is this? Why did this begging guy fall in love with such a poor, shitless place? Damn it, here comes another one!" He Yilong gave himself another word while speaking. A big slap.

Zuo Jinwang He Jin was also scratching the mosquito bag on his face. Mountain mosquitoes are quite poisonous, and his long fingernails were bleeding from scratching. He still felt that it was not enough to relieve the itching, so he muttered irritably: "I have said it long ago, don't let him Damn you hang out with fool Song, you just don't listen, it's all right now, the territory isn't that big, the people and horses are all gone, let me tell you, let's not go to Yingshan County, go north as soon as possible, and go find Chuang King, how refreshing is it to let us rule the world?"

"Hmph? If you go head-on with that Guan Ning cavalry, will you be trampled into mud?"

Maybe it's because he lived as a herdsman, and his body smells too strong. Among the five people, Hui Mashouying always doesn't attract mosquitoes, and slaps the cool breeze. He hums a little tune easily, and asks a rhetorical question. got there.

Guan Ning's iron cavalry is too sharp. They are old bandits who have fought in battles. Naturally, they don't care about their heads and buttocks. But the three rows of old battalion soldiers who stayed behind were almost scattered by a charge, and then the whole army collapsed. , Thinking back, He Jin still shuddered.

But for a long time, he came back to his senses again, and muttered unconvinced: "Then you think you can beat those savages from Liaodong by being handsome?"

"It's too much to do, and our old horse doesn't know it, but the old horse knows that if he Song Shuai doesn't want to fight, he can definitely avoid it!"

"What kind of bullshit is this!"

He Jin turned his head disapprovingly, but Ma Shouying slapped his thigh when he heard it: "Don't be convinced, when we were beating officials to death in Shanxi, what was Marshal Song doing? He made a fortune in Dai County! Looking back, we couldn’t stand in Shaanxi, and when we ran to Henan to eat ashes, we were comfortably nestled in Yinghuo Mountain. This is what our old horse admires about Marshal Song the most. No matter what time, he can keep his subordinates alive , and live quite comfortably!"

As Ma Shouying said, the other four of the Gezuo Fifth Battalion couldn't help but remain silent. Who would want to do this business of licking blood with knives, because they couldn't survive farming at home.

When the five people were thinking about it, Tanma ran back in a hurry.

"Master Hui, King Zuo, Duoyun Mountain is ahead, Guan Gouzi is wrapping Tiantangzhai, Hejiazhai, Baoanzhai, and soldiers from all walks of life in Baoanzhai are also lined up in front of Baoanzhai!"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lao Hui couldn't help but look serious. This year is not the Spring and Autumn Period. Everyone is a gentleman, and fighting is like fighting with hooligans. Find a place to talk about time, and everyone will work side by side. Whoever is put down is the master. This is not the time, and wars are all-consuming.

Starting from the city of Huoshan County, Huihui and the others made up their minds to sneak attack. They asked Miao Mei to find more than a dozen local natives as guides. Stupid man, even though his chest is clapping loudly, Song Qingshu is so afraid. Naturally, there is a reason for his jealousy. Gezuo Wuying is also afraid of capsizing in the gutter.

But people not only know their strategic intentions, but also set up a formation in advance to wait for themselves, which is not good!
"Stop the army!" Raising his callused palms high, Lao Huihui took the lead in shouting loudly. The [-]th Battalion of Ge Zuo who was rolling forward suddenly stopped, looking at the dense forests on both sides, wondering how many things were hidden inside The local spies, Lao Hui couldn't help hesitating, turned his head and said to Lin Cheng, the sweeping king.

"We are not familiar with the place here, and these bandits and bandits have already prepared, why don't we go back to Huoshan first, and then make plans?"

"Master Ma, why are you getting less courageous as you get older? You haven't seen anyone yet, and you were so scared that you retreated. How can we make a name for ourselves in the world?" Zuo Jin Wang He Jin immediately dissatisfied yelled.

He Yilong, who had a close relationship with Lao Huihui, also said hesitantly at this moment: "Brother Ma, don't talk about anything else, we took so many things from begging, and we retreated without a fight, Marshal Song On that side, it's not easy for us to explain?"

What he said was reasonable. After hesitating for a while, he turned his head away and shouted loudly: "Ma Landin, you son, bring some kites from our department, go to the front and step on the plate first, and see what's going on!"

With a promise, under the leadership of a strong Huiren, more than a dozen riders took the lead and rushed to the front, whipping their whips.

After half an hour, Gezuo Fifth Battalion still reached Hejiashan.

All over the mountains and plains, countless mountain people lined up there early. In order to fight, the spring farming in Hejiazhai seems to be gone. The open land halfway up the mountain that was originally a mountain field is also full of people. Although these mountain people are short in height , but that brute strength was much stronger than the farmers on the plains. Each of them held up their wooden spears and bamboo spears, and shouted at the beggars down the mountain with all their might.

This terrain is obviously not good for the coming Gezuo Fifth Battalion. There are forests on the left and right, and the open highlands are all occupied by these mountain villages. What's more terrible is that there is a small river under the mountain. It can also suffocate the cavalry. Has Napoleon's Battle of Waterloo been defeated in an inconspicuous ditch soon?
But even so, the Fifth Gezuo Battalion still came because...

At this time, they looked at these villagers, just as the officers and soldiers looked at them when they first rebelled a few years ago.

There are quite a few people, at least [-] to [-], but they gather in disorder on the mountain fields, with lumps on the left and one on the right. Some places are crowded with people, and some places are sparsely packed with two or three kittens. Some villages are strong and some are weak, and the command is not proper. The village masters are scattered everywhere. If there is a fight, it will be a mess.

"That's why fool Song is so scrupulous?" It was Zuojin Wang He Jin who had no one to guard his mouth, and first snorted disdainfully, but he was active, and took the lead before he could line up on his side. Pull out the saber.

"Our old Zuoying brothers, follow me, He Jinchong!"

"Wait, Master Zuo!" Among the five people, Liu Xiyao, the reincarnated king who spoke the least, opened his mouth for a rare time, and grabbed He Jin's shoulder. He said with a smile: "It is said that the firearms he relies on are sharp and unparalleled. Didn't we just get a batch of firearms from the begging army? Why don't you take them out and try them now? Why keep them?"

He Jin also remembered this. The firecrackers of the Qihuo Army are all made of cast iron, which are much heavier than those rolled out of wrought iron by the officers and soldiers. ?

Thinking about it, He Jin also put away the knife, turned around and said to the leaders with a smile: "OK, let's see how powerful the guy who is the beggar army's housekeeper is. He Laobie, you take the firecrackers first. Hit him on the head!"

Lost more than 500, there are still [-] flintlock guns, and the remaining [-] tiger squatting guns were carried out. The [-]th Battalion of Gezuo is also considered an old army. The first thousand or so gunmen crossed the river first. After occupying the position, the musketeers slowly crossed the river and marched up the mountain in two fairly neat columns.

These mountain people are really ignorant. Although they have seen firecrackers, they obviously don’t take these things seriously. Some old hunters’ firecrackers are not as good as earthen bows and arrows, and they are still facing Gezuo’s soldiers on the hillside. grimace in pain.

In fact, Ge Zuo didn't pay much attention to the firecrackers. The firecrackers he chose were weak brigades in the barracks. They usually followed behind and waved flags and shouted. The spearmen barely advanced tens of meters with their big guns on their shoulders, but when they were 150 meters away from the mountain people's formation, they dared not advance anyway. , Hug the fire on the opposite side.

"Damn it, it's so far away, can you shoot a bird?"

The effective range of the firecracker is only 50 meters to 80 meters. He has already known the approximate distance after fighting with the government and army for many years. Unbelievably screamed.

"Damn, so far?"

Halfway up the mountain, in the white gunpowder, it is obvious that there is a large row of mountain people on the opposite side, and I never thought that the firearms of the thieves on the opposite side are so sharp, and there are grimacing mountain warriors sitting in the front, urinating strangely. The blood flowed down the mountain along the freshly grown grass, and the mountain people behind were also petrified.

Suddenly regaining his senses, He Jin was the first to draw out his saber, shouting excitedly: "Old Zuoying is attacking!"

"Go back to the army, go!"

The firecrackers disrupted the enemy's formation and took away the morale of the opponent. How could the commander of the fifth battalion who had fought for many years not know that this was the best opportunity to break the army. Among the shouts of several people, the most capable third of the fifth battalion of Ge Zuo The first battalion stepped across the small river and charged up the mountain. Along with their charge, the remaining 20 tiger squatting guns also spewed out their anger.

The tiger squatting gun designed by Qi Jiguang was originally designed to fight against Japanese pirates in the mountains and forests. It has shown its power even more in the Dabie Mountains. When a lead bullet the size of a pill hits a dense crowd, it can often penetrate several people before stopping. At the very front, an unlucky village owner was headshot by a tiger squatting cannon. With a bang, the scattered flesh and blood frightened the villagers behind him.

Before the fifth battalion below could kill or injure them, the Yingshan Eighteen Villages with as many as [-] to [-] people had already scattered in panic and fled behind them.

This battle seems to be over before it even started!

(End of this chapter)