Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 503 You are the one who cheated, Li Xianfeng
This Li Xianfeng really did what he said. After resting for a day, he set off with his Yu soldiers and Baoding soldiers the next day, heading straight for Luoyang. Song Qingshu is not optimistic about the decisive battle of the army.

But Li Xianfeng was eager to fight, Song Qingshu didn't doubt it, there was no other way, it would be a serious crime to fall into the hands of a pro-vassal!In history, the Qing army broke through Jinan and captured the king of Lu. Yan Jizu, the governor of Shandong, had only [-] pacesetters. He was still stationed in Dezhou by Yang Sichang's order. Yan Jizu was arrested and imprisoned, beheaded for public display.

King Lu is still from the Yuan Dynasty, and King Fu is the uncle of the current emperor, and he is also a big family who garrisons every year. If this master is gone, the emperor will be furious. What Li Xianfeng can do is to make up for it.

However, this time Song Qingshu asked to support Luoyang. The emperor was happy and gave him the full power of the governor. In theory, Song Qingshu was the commander-in-chief. With the scene of the day before yesterday, Li Xianfeng pretended to be like an uncle, first to suppress Song Qingshu, a warrior, before he had the chance to grab the last straw.

Song Qingshu seldom pretended to be a grandson, and it was precisely because of this, but later on, you, Li Xianfeng, tried your best not to snatch you, but if you want to use the lives of our beggars as cannon fodder, then you are thinking too much!

While the begging army in Ruzhou watched the bustle, Li Xianfeng really went up shirtless and desperately. On the outskirts of Luoyang, near the Chuangjun camp, the Yu soldiers set up more than a dozen cannons and set up a car array. Every day, the guns and guns cost nothing. When they bombarded Li Zicheng's camp like that, the Chuangjun on the opposite side also bombarded them continuously, and the artillery came and went from both sides, making the fight very enjoyable.

Song Qingshu is well aware of the scarred face. As long as his nine thousand generations of soldiers have sufficient food and wages, even if Li Zicheng's [-] troops fight for half a year, they will not be able to defeat them. Just like a tortoise, it just doesn't show its head.

However, just a few days later, the battle situation took a turn for the worse. From the east, a messenger almost killed his horse and broke into the barracks of Li Xianfeng's Yu soldiers. In just one afternoon, Li Xianfeng's army retreated.

And what Song Qingshu said was true, it was Li Xianfeng's turn to pretend to be his grandson.

"Song Dashuai, I will pay my respects to Song Dashuai!"

Governor Li, who was sitting in the lobby a few days ago, was just like a different person. He rushed to the camp of the Ruzhou Beggar Army in a hurry, almost crying. Once he entered the tent, Li Xianfeng bowed to him step by step. Bow, although they didn't kneel and kowtow, but to them literati, this is already called kowtow.

But this time, it was Song Qingshu's turn to pretend to be a master, leaning on the armchair swaggeringly, with a smile on his face, Song Qingshu hummed slowly: "Oh, I can't help it! Governor Li came back in two days, but he has already broken Li Chuang's army has returned with Li Zi's adult head? Congratulations to you, the last general!"

Resting his chin with one hand, Song Qingshu poked his head forward, and said sincerely, but that smile always felt like a beating, and Liu Zongmin, who was standing beside him, grinned open, it was too damn I'm relieved!

Although the ridicule in Song Qingshu's words was extremely harsh, Li Xianfeng couldn't care less, and bowed again in a very sad reminder, begging: "Shuttle Song, don't make jokes about taking down the official, it's urgent! Li Chuang's soldiers have already surrounded Kaifeng , surrounded the city day and night to besiege, with no less than 20 troops, the inspector Gao Mingheng, Mr. Gao, has written a blood letter asking for help, but the lower officials are out of strength, please help Marshal Song!"

After all, Luoyang has been lost, things have happened, no matter what, it is irreparable, but if Kaifeng is lost, Li Xianfeng may lose his head alone, maybe the whole family will meet at the vegetable market, bowing his waist, this nostril shows people The guy wanted to bow his head to his feet this time, but unfortunately, Song Qingshu still didn't want to show his face.

I have done all the work of leading the horse and holding the stool, and I was waiting for this opportunity. The biggest event in history after the fall of Luoyang was Li Zicheng's three attacks on Kaifeng. As soon as Li Xianfeng came, Song Qingshu knew that Kaifeng was unlucky, but who cares?The task of the begging army is to untie the siege of Mengjin and bring back Zhu Yousong and Scarface, the son of King Fu, which is victory.

"This is going to be difficult!"

Tilting his head, Song Qingshu asked Sun Chuanting, who was also relieved, "What is written in His Majesty's edict?"

"Back to Commander, take back Luoyang!"

"Here, Governor Li, the imperial decree is hard to disobey!"

The two sang together, and Song Qingshu shook his head, which made Li Xianfeng stunned. After a while, he bowed sadly again: "Master Song, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in Kaifeng City depend on you. Between!"

"Hey! A few days ago, didn't Governor Li say that sharing worries for His Majesty is the most important task of the courtiers? Governor Li will do your duty, and this commander will do his duty. Come and send Governor Li out!"

Knowing from his mouth that Li Zicheng had indeed left, Song Qingshu didn't have the heart to talk to him any longer, so he simply waved to Xiaobao and led a few soldiers, Xiaobao directly made a gesture of invitation beside Li Xianfeng, but his body It completely blocked him.

When this Li Xianfeng walked away, he looked back step by step, his eyes were pitiful, and he hoped that Song Qingshu would change his mind, but Song Qingshu didn't have any sympathy for him. , I want to drag others into the water even after I die. According to the last words of Emperor Chongzhen a few days before his death, all these civil servants should be killed!

After dismissing Li Xianfeng away, Sun Chuanting couldn't help but pick his thumb over excitedly, and sighed sincerely to Song Qingshu: "What a master! This Li Chuang has really opened the seal. It's all right now. No matter how many people he keeps in Luoyang, we will be crushed to pieces!"

"My old Liu said, our commander-in-chief doesn't want to do business that loses money. Hey, what's the matter with Li, let our commander-in-chief lead the horse? It will be too late even if you kowtow, I won't support you!"

"okay!"

Interrupting the compliments of the two, Song Qingshu's face darkened, and he said solemnly: "The top priority is to quickly break the siege of Mengjin and regain Luoyang!"

"Besides, Li Yan is not Yi Yu's generation, we have to be more careful when dealing with him!"

As soon as Li Yan was mentioned, Sun Chuanting and Liu Zongmin obviously felt that the temperature in the room seemed to be a few degrees lower. They had never seen Song Qingshu hate someone so deeply, and they couldn't help but cheer up. The two also stood at attention neatly.

"The end will obey orders!"

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Although this Li Xianfeng yelled that Li Zicheng would attack Kaifeng with no less than 20 troops, in fact, it was impossible. After all, it was necessary to go around behind Li Xianfeng under Li Xianfeng's nose. At least, [-] to [-] is not bad.

During this period of time, the Chuang army continued to move to the east again, and some soldiers and horses withdrew from the vicinity of Luoyang. However, in the suburbs of Luoyang, there were still more than [-] Chuang troops. God, Li Xianfeng didn't dare to attack rashly.

The day before yesterday, Li Xianfeng withdrew his army and left. The Chuang army had been on guard for a whole day, but after all, it was a large army assembled by the victims in a hurry, and they immediately relaxed. For them, they emptied the warehouse in Luoyang and hid all the food where they needed it. It is right for the rest to starve.

This day was still the same as in the past, the huge invading army was like ants, carrying bags of supplies outward, hiding them in the nearby mountains, Shao Shichang, the Luoyang guard that Li Zicheng stayed behind, urged anxiously like a contractor.

"Move quickly! Move quickly! These things must be moved before tomorrow!"

All the Chuangjun soldiers were already sweating profusely from exhaustion, but they were still full of energy when carrying supplies. In their view, food and clothing would be for their own use in the future. .

But at this moment, tremors suddenly sounded on the ground, and immediately dozens of scouts who were placed on the edge to investigate ran back all the way crying and howling, shouting loudly in the crowd while running.

"The official dog is here!"

Dozens of people were like plague gods, running around in chaos, Shao Shichang was so angry that he whipped out his whip, and scolded as he whipped: "What are you panicking? A few days ago, the officials called me, why don't they be beaten by us anyway?" Back? Zhang Xuanji, Mei Dingsheng, where are you? Organize, line up! Line up!"

All the sackcloth bags were thrown away. At this time, the Chuangjun had just killed King Fu and defeated Li Xianfeng's attack. The morale was at a high point. Amidst the shouts for recruiting generals after the Chuangjun, these peasants were in high spirits. All the carts were pushed out, and the cannons on the city wall were also lined up in a row. A group of rebels squatted behind the carts with dung forks, axes, knives, and hoes.

Although more than 100 people were killed by artillery when they fought against the officers and soldiers two days ago, as long as they can kill one official dog, they can turn into a regular army and feed the whole family. For the officers and soldiers who are about to be killed, these Zi Chuangjun turned to have a feeling of abnormal expectation.

Holding the banner of a ghost drawing talisman, Shao Shichang squatted nervously behind the car formation.

But this time the official army's attack was obviously different. Without the heavy chariot, the vibration of the battlefield became more and more intense. Finally, a guy put his eyes on the gazebo and yelled with chattering teeth.

"cavalry!"

On the horizon, a neat streak of black rolls forward towards the head. The dark knight is holding a towering military flag, like a blade of death, their figures shivering under the hot sun, but they are completely different. The murderous intent is to make people feel chilled.

His heart suddenly rose, and facing the cavalry in the distance, Shao Shichang shouted anxiously: "Get ready, fire, aim, aim..."

But before he finished speaking, his ears suddenly itched violently, and the sharp whistling air suddenly sounded. The Chuang Jun in the front row raised his head in shock, and dozens of small black spots in the sky suddenly enlarged in his eye sockets. Immediately, a violent roar resounded heavily under the city of Luoyang.

In a blink of an eye, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and all kinds of heavy carts were trampled to pieces like wooden toys, and copper firecrackers weighing hundreds of kilograms whirled and smashed into the crowd, causing a lot of screams, and Li Xianfeng The first general, the second general, and the guns are different. The last one in the Qihuo army is the Hongyi cannon, which is far crushed in terms of range!

Watching the ants-like formation of the army being blasted open several gaps, the bearded Liu Tichun, who temporarily served as the cavalry commander of each division, also felt as if he had been beaten to death, and he couldn't help raising the cavalry knife with excitement.

"Begging army, charge!"

The hussars of the beggar army who had been trotting forward followed the roar and whipped their whips suddenly. Thousands of horses charged like a gust of wind in an instant, their black cloaks were fluttered by the strong wind, flying 45 degrees. The raised saber reflected a cold light from the heart, looking at the formation, the Chuangjun in the front row was almost frightened, and the guy in his hand forgot to lift it, looking in amazement at the torrent of death that seemed to be slashed from hell.

After a few breaths that were almost stagnant, along the gap, the cavalry like the torrent pierced into the huge invading army like needles and balloons. For the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties, a wave of nightmare that is difficult to shake off.

(End of this chapter)