Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 339 Retreat

Three rows of flintlock guns fired one after another continuously, and more than 1000 bullets spanned the narrow frontal battlefield within a range of 500 meters, causing considerable damage. They were lying stiffly in front of the battlefield piece by piece, but as the commander of the side that had the upper hand, the corners of Song Qingshu's mouth twitched constantly.

With Gao Yingxiang here, the imperial court's eyes will be focused on him, and those who have lived as the leaders of other militias at the next level should be more comfortable. If he falls, the imperial court's eyes will definitely be lowered. It might not be easy, because while worrying about his own people, he also had to worry about the enemy. Song Qingshu, the leader of the peasant army, had a miserable life.

However, the Chuangjun didn't know his kind heart, and thousands of people died. The elite Chuangjun still rushed forward one after another. After all, the muskets were free, and they finally rushed into the trench. With their swords and shields, they slashed at the beggars behind the parapet, and they didn't care about reloading the bullets. The beggars in the front row also put on their bayonets and shouted to pick them up.

Facing the hail of bullets, they managed to rush to the front of the formation. Chuangjun held up in front of the bayonet formation but collapsed in less than 5 minutes. Stabbed to death by the bayonet, and those who rushed up by the death of their comrades in arms were stabbed by the second row of bayonets, and the bayonets were not the same as the firecrackers. After one or two shots, the rescue was timely and they survived. Once the bayonet went down, People can basically report to Xiaoheixiaobai. The bloody and brutal killing finally defeated the psychological defense of these intruders.

Seeing the wailing and howling, the remaining Chuangjun screamed and fled backwards. Miao Mei shouted excitedly, picking up her bayonet and was about to rush forward. The other beggars who were red-eyed were similar, but this After a while, more than a dozen messengers ran down quickly, shouting while running.

"The commander-in-chief has ordered, not to pursue!"

"Hey, what a bloodbath!"

In other civil rebellion armies, a dozen or so messengers are useless at all, but the living beggar army has clear rules, orders and prohibitions, and strict training every day. Some soldiers are even walking in the queue one by one in their dreams, and orders must be delivered. The sergeants who rushed out retreated subconsciously and lined up again, causing Miao Mei to spit in disgrace.

Not only did he not order the pursuit, Song Qingshu was also extremely humane, and it was Tian Boguang's unlucky Yan'an scholar who went out with a white flag rubbing his buttocks, and tremblingly entered the Chuangjun formation, allowing Chuangjun to send 500 people to gather the wounded soldiers first .

However, Song Qingshu's good intentions stimulated Gao Yingxiang again, and he didn't even allow him to take a rest. This time, he replaced the cavalry. Facing the roaring artillery fire of the beggar army, three thousand sturdy Guanzhong cavalry rushed to the front with their sabers shouting. .

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The superiority in equipment and tactics was really demonstrated in this battle. In order to conquer Luzhou and open the road to Nanjing, and even more to break the shadow of Song Qingshu, the ever-victorious general in the civil rebellion army, for two consecutive days, he broke into the army for almost a moment. They kept charging towards the Jindouhe position.

First the infantry, and then use the cavalry to sprint instead of running to save energy, and then dismount to fight when they reach the front of the formation, and then collect wood nearby to customize a thick large shield, which is pushed forward by the infantry to resist gunshots. It can be said that Gao Yingxiang is a useful tactic Thinking about it, Song Qingshu was really caught off guard the last time.

Tens of thousands of Chuangjun once launched a group charge, Song Qingshu unceremoniously ordered the cannons on the top of the mountain to bombard, but this time the Chuangjun seemed to be determined by the weight, and they fought against thousands of dead soldiers until they were beggars. In front of the living army formation, the entire front fought hand-to-hand with the begging army, and there were hand-to-hand battles everywhere.

But at this time, from the upper reaches of the Jindou River, Gao Yingxiang got more than 100 river boats from nowhere, carrying thousands of people down the river, and quickly inserted into the flanks of the begging army. Jump into the river and lay behind the begging army.

The two divisions and even the cavalry were dispatched to the front. Song Qingshu couldn't spare any more troops except for two hundred or so artillery battalions. Fortunately, Ma Shiying came in handy again this time.

"My official is the governor of Lufeng, and I have passed down the imperial court's military order that anyone who kills a thief will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

The only people in the begging army who are free are the gangsters in the back line. Song Qingshu promised to go back and pay them a replacement salary. Lively, still a new force.

It is said that war is highly contagious. These two days just watched the blood of the beggar army kill, and these gangsters felt itchy. This time they have the name of the government and the incentive of reward. Under Ma Shiying's instigation, More than 3000 soldiers were really high-spirited, only carrying shovels for digging trenches, picks and the like, shouting and rushing to kill the troops like mud monkeys. The two sides immediately fought in the mud.

To be honest, Song Qingshu really didn't dare to expect the fighting power of these gangsters. Leaving aside the issue of equipment, can a group of gangsters who rely on extortion and extortion be the opponents of the elite militia that spans several provinces and kills people like hemp?While taking care of the battlefield ahead, Song Qingshu was still sweating profusely looking back, constantly judging which battalion could be transferred back to support, but after fighting for a while, he put this idea back in shock.

Needless to say, the underworld is really capable these days. I heard that these bastards are doing all sorts of crimes in Anqing City. They beat people every day, help the squires suppress rural tenants, and even revenge and murder for a living. Some thugs even practice a stick After going down, no one was injured, but they would die suddenly after a few days after returning home. Compared with these professional hooligans, although they have been fighting for many years, they have enough courage and madness, but their skills are really lacking. Song Qingshu saw A rather burly guy picked up a stick, obviously not too strong, but the hulking Chuangjun opposite immediately slumped into a ball while clutching his stomach.

After all, the begging army has 25 hours a day, and there is no training in the time of dreaming. What they do is to kill people. More than 5000 elite soldiers are flying up and down with bayonets. They fought hard for more than 20 minutes. After all, the elite collapsed, and the remaining 7000 people retreated in panic like a tide, getting rid of the entanglement of the frontal troops of the Chuang army, and Song Qingshu immediately freed up his hands to deal with this surprise army.

The cannons on the mountain didn't care about heat dissipation. They turned back and blasted directly onto the river. Originally, the long river boats were not strong, and sank after a dozen cannons. The engineer shovels beat the bewildered Chuang Jun, and the remaining 800 people also put down their weapons in despondency.

"Good job, boy!"

There were also more than 300 casualties in this battle, but sitting on the riverside to rest, these people still remained excited, saying that men are violent animals, it is true, and Tian Boguang was arranged to sort out the ministries, but Song Qingshu brought his entourage to personally I went to the Daxing Division and found out the young man who had stabbed the Chuangjun general with a shovel just now.

He is really a young man, but he looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the hair on the corner of his mouth has not retreated. These days, the trade in Jiangnan is also a social problem. The landless refugees can't find a way to make a living, so they leave If you go to this black road, you can't beat him to death with a stick.

Looking at the young man's round face and innocent appearance, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he didn't seem to want those vicious villains, Song Qingshu liked him very much, and patted him on the shoulder and praised him a few times , and immediately pressed his shoulder and turned around and shouted.

"This little brother has made great achievements in killing the enemy. He will be rewarded with 500 taels of silver. He will be promoted to the commander of the Anqing Division. He has worked so hard for me, Song. Song can't treat you badly!"

"Do it well!" In the envy again, Song Qingshu patted the stunned young man again, and immediately led the soldiers to rush to the front army again. Although this fighter showed value, Song Qingshu is currently What he relies on the most is his own begging army. It is enough to buy people's hearts a little bit, and he has to take care of business.

However, before Song Qingshu could take two steps, the strong Fujian-flavored Nanjing mandarin behind him suddenly came over in surprise.

"Thank you, Marshal, the little Shi Lang will definitely fight for the Marshal, even if he dies, he will not regret it!"

Hearing the name, Song Qingshu staggered down and nearly fell into the ditch.

This battle was also the last one that Gao Yingxiang could launch. More than 4000 backbone forces were lost in the first battle. Even he couldn't take it anymore and suspended the attack.

But the emperor's face is really important. On the fourth day, the fifth day, and the sixth day, the huge invading army stood in front of Luzhou City, and did not attack. Xiang Yong stared with big eyes.

On the seventh day, Song Qingshu, who was still really impatient, came to the door first.

A small pavilion was set up between the two armies at the meeting point. Song Qingshu arrived in person with Ma Shiying. As for the Chuangjun, Gao Yingxiang did not come, but only sent his general Hao Yaoqi to negotiate.

This Hao Yaoqi is a well-known rough man in the army, sometimes he doesn't even buy Gao Yingxiang's face, and he has a cruel temperament, likes to rob and kill, this characteristic is really brought into full play when he sees Song Qingshu, spit Spitting on the ground, this guy with his face bulging like an executioner raised his head high in disdain.

"My majesty doesn't bother to see a bastard who acts as a running dog for the government. If you have anything to do, tell me quickly, and I will rush back to reorganize the army!"

"Presumptuous! Do you dare to curse?"

The militant army is also based on seniority. Although Song Qingshu started the army late, he is at the level of the leader, and Hao Yaoqi is only at the level of the younger brother. Seeing the arrogant and domineering appearance of this guy, Miao Mei, who came with him, suddenly became furious. Staring blood red, he stepped forward and grabbed Hao Yaoqi's neck.

"Hey, let's not let people talk about the court eagle dog. Why, official dog, want to play two arms with me?"

"I'm afraid of you, so if we have the ability, let's take out a knife to decide whether to live or die. If I want to frown, I won't take it seriously!"

Seeing that the two rough men were about to stage a full martial arts on the spot, Song Qingshu hurriedly shouted angrily: "Master Miao, step down!"

"You are so handsome!"

"Ben Shuai said to step down!"

Miao Mei reluctantly pushed aside, which caused Hao Yaoqi to beam with pride and gloomy face. While Ma Shiying's beard was twitching, Song Qingshu pulled out an official document from the government and threw it out.

"This is a military report sent by Lu Xiangsheng, Prime Minister of the five provinces. You take it back to your family Chuangwang, he knows what's going on!"

"Feather stuff!"

Like a bunch of waste paper, Hao Yaoqi stuffed the official document into a ball in his arms, trotted back on his horse without saying hello, but within a moment, more than ten horses galloped out again. This time it was replaced by Li Guo who had friendship with Song Qingshu.

This time he was much more polite, Li Guo jumped off the horse himself and bowed to Song Qingshu.

"My Majesty thanked you for your righteous deed, but I would like to advise you, if you get involved with the official dog, it will not end well in the end, so take care of yourself!"

"This handsome man has his own calculations!"

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Li Guo hurried back to the army.

The next day, the defenders of Luzhou City and the brave men climbed up the city wall again, yawning, preparing for a new day of defense, rubbing their eyes with their backs to the sun, and a hundred households guarding the Luzhou just wanted to loosen their belts water, but immediately, he rubbed his eyes again in disbelief.

"Chuangjun retreated?"

Overnight, the Chuangjun who had been lingering there for a long time, unexpectedly left without a single one left. At this time, the begging army who had been guarding the city had also left early, packing up in the camp of the Chuangjun. loot.

It can be regarded as sending Chuangjun away from his own territory. Standing on the fort and watching his generals pack up their things, Song Qingshu let out a sigh of relief, but Ma Shiying, the governor of Lufeng next to him, was not at all happy. With a mournful face.

"Captain, don't be like this? At any rate, the Chuang army that Song has fought hard and failed to retreat, let you return a letter!" After a long time, Song Qingshu turned his head with a smile, but Ma Shiying was almost the same. She didn't cry at all, she cupped her fists and cupped her hands with a bitter face.

"Brother Qingshu, I made you drag someone into the water!"

(End of this chapter)