Back to the end of Ming Dynasty to be a warlord

Chapter 379 Reinforcement
"Master Shi, come with us!"

Zhao Kang was very helpless. When he found Shi Kefa, Shi Kefa was on the way to the city.

The soldiers fleeing in all directions in the city simply ignored him as the supervisor.

Shi Kefa was very helpless, the hope he had just raised was shattered so suddenly, and Yang Chao's invincible image also collapsed under the attack of the Tartars. With the collapse of Yang Chao's image, Shi Kefa became even more desperate.

The kind of experience of being disappointed again after seeing hope, the blow to people may not be repaired, it is the despair of not seeing any hope.

What Shi Kefa was desperate for was not only the fate of Yangzhou City, but even Yang Chao couldn't stop the Tartars, so who could stop him.

Based on the south of the Yangtze River and ruled by the river, this is what Shi Kefa has always planned. He did not report any hope for the Northern Expedition. He only wanted to maintain the situation in the Southern Song Dynasty, but he did not expect that this opportunity would not be given to him. He did not have the courage to see the world He looked lost step by step, he didn't want to leave Yangzhou anymore.

"This is where I die, you run for your life!"

Shi Kefa said to Zhao Kang weakly, seeing soldiers fleeing for their lives, and the Qing army who had already started to march on the city.

"Master Shi, the last general escorted you out, and we can fight back after reorganizing our troops."

There is not only Zhao Kang beside Shi Kefa, but also Liu Zhaoji. He is the general soldier of Yangzhou, and he is loyal to Shi Kefa from the beginning to the end, or to the Ming Dynasty represented by Shi Kefa.

When the big waves washed the sand, under the overturned nest, everyone behaved so differently. Some chose good birds and trees to live in, some chose to be buried for the dead, and some chose not to admit defeat and fight the wind and waves.

This Liu Zhaoji was obviously the kind of person who was willing to die for his lord, but did not give up fighting the storm. There were too few such people in the Ming Dynasty.

"Liu Zongbing is right, Mr. Shi, go out with us, my lord's [-] reinforcements will be remembered in no time, we can still fight back!"

Zhao Kang persuaded again.

Shi Kefa shook his head resolutely: "The governor can't see it anymore. Your lord's soldiers came too late, too late. Maybe they won't come!"

At this time, no one knew what was going on in Shi Kefa's complicated mind, and Zhao Kang didn't know how to persuade him for a while.

At this time, a group of Qing troops had already appeared in sight, they hacked and killed the Ming troops in the city, and the Ming troops only knelt down and begged for mercy.

"My lord, the Tartars are coming, I can't wait!"

Liu Zhaoji shouted loudly, immediately picked up Shi Kefa and left.

But at this time Shi Kefa struggled: "My Shidu teacher! My Shidu teacher!"

Shi Kefa shouted at the Qing army, which immediately attracted the attention of the Qing army. They immediately gave up on the chaotic Ming army and rushed towards this side.

Seeing the situation, Liu Zhaoji let out a long sigh, and rushed up with his troops.

Shi Kefa fell to the ground, crying and laughing, with tears running down his face, in his heart, he and his Ming Dynasty were already dead.

"Sir, what should I do?"

When Liu Zhaoji led his troops to gather the Tartars, one of Zhao Kang's men asked.

In fact, at this time Zhao Kang could knock Shi Kefa unconscious and carry him out.

But he was suddenly touched: "Forget it, Mr. Shi wants to die, let him have the whole festival."

Civil officials in the Ming Dynasty have a tradition of martyrdom. When a literati decides to resist with death, express their unyielding spirit and die for the country, others should not stop them, but let them die. This is called a full festival. This is an honor, even if Family members of literati can’t stop it. Not only can family members not express their pain, but they also have to fully support it, and even wear festive clothes. Only after death will people wear mourning clothes and hold funerals.

"Why isn't Zhao Kang here yet?"

Yang Chao couldn't help becoming anxious.

The place where he is located is a warehouse, which is obviously the warehouse of a rich merchant.

The wealthy businessman dug a secret passage leading to his warehouse from his own house, and used it to escape at critical moments.

It has to be said that the sense of urgency of the big family seems to be stronger than that of the Jiangnan Wenchen Group.

The exit on the side of the passage is a rice tank in the warehouse, covered with wooden boards, and rice grains are piled on it, so ordinary people can't find it.

"Do you want to send someone to look for it?"

Many men are also a little worried about Zhao Kang, after all, it has been a long time.

"Forget it. You go first and escort Mrs. Xing and the scholars to Nanjing!"

Yang Chao gave orders to many men.

Many men hesitated: "My lord, it's better for you to go first, the end will be broken!"

Yang Chao waved his hand: "The Tartars want to rectify the city, and it is impossible to go out of the city to pursue them within three days. You don't have to worry about me."

Many men wanted to say more, Yang Chao immediately said: "Obey the order!"

"Yes!"

Many men have nothing to say.

Immediately took the soldiers to escort Mrs. Xing who had already left the warehouse.

After half an hour, Zhao Kang came out.

"Where is Master Shi?"

Yang Chao didn't see Shi Kefa and couldn't help asking.

Zhao Kang sighed, "Master Shi has died."

His tone was full of awe towards Shi Kefa, and this practice of civilian martyrdom was full of poignancy.

"Why didn't you snatch him out?"

Yang Chao couldn't help being angry.

Zhao Kang felt strange, how could this kind of thing be prevented? It is an unjust act to prevent scribes from martyrdom.

In fact, Yang Chao also understood this situation, but Shi Kefa's capture had too much political significance, so he would be very passive.

If Shi Kefa can be snatched away, he can continue to use the banner of the Jiangbei Governor to gather the surrounding troops, rectify it and then counterattack Yangzhou. After all, the Manchu Qing came galloping, and most of the counties in Yangzhou Prefecture are still in the hands of the Ming army.

If you can unify the strength of the nearby cities and gather 50 million soldiers, you will be able to counterattack.

Otherwise, even if Wang Pu came with 10 people, it would be impossible to attack a strong city like Yangzhou.

But Shi Kefa wanted to die, and Yang Chao lost the name of commanding Jiangbei, and the overall situation was even more unfavorable.

Shi Kefa's move, from Yang Chao's standpoint, seemed to be disregarding the overall situation.

"Since Shi Kefa was martyred, why didn't he hang himself? Instead, he was arrested?"

After hearing what Zhao Kang said, Yang Chao couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. If Shi Kefa committed suicide, he would be a martyr for Ming Dynasty, at least he would live and die with Yangzhou. .

Zhao Kangdao: "Master Shi said that if he committed suicide, he was afraid that the Tartars would anger the people in the city. He wanted to tell the Tartars that it was his own wish to defend the city and had nothing to do with the people. He hoped that the Tartars would restrain the army and not slaughter the people!"

Yang Chao had nothing to say about this, he could only sigh and fled with his mourning soldiers.

Along the canal, nearly a thousand elites, like a defeated rooster, drooped their heads, silently, and moved forward quietly.

There were no pursuers behind him, just as Yang Chao thought, when Duoduo occupied Yangzhou City, he must be surrendered immediately.

Then it was to rectify the surrendered troops in Yangzhou City, and then——

Then there will be slaughter! ! !

Thinking of the massacre, Yang Chao couldn't help but panic.

Before he knew it, it was already dawn, and he walked silently in the middle of the night, not going to the village or back to the shop, Yang Chao ordered him to rest.

They didn't set up camp either, they just deployed guard troops, the others rested on the spot, and allocated manpower to start cooking.

I got some rice in the warehouse, that is to cook some clear porridge.

To be honest, Yang Chao couldn't bear it, the pressure in his heart made him almost out of breath, it was his first time to face failure, but it was a complete failure, his mind was in chaos, and even I don't know how I lost.

Yang Chao felt that he had done everything he could, but he was still defeated, as if it was fate that people could not change.

There is still no penalty after eating, and it is far enough away from Yangzhou, everyone is safe, since it is an escape, why bother.

So the soldiers were asked to take turns to rest, until noon, before continuing to march.

At this speed, it will probably be tomorrow to arrive at Guazhou, and then cross the river by boat.

The air was still a little humid. It had rained a lot in the past few days, but after the arrival of the Qing army, it immediately cleared up. Even God was helping Qing Dynasty.

In the evening, the sun hangs lifelessly in the west, red and red.

Yu Hui turned the entire canal into a river of blood, and Yang Chao saw a white sail in a daze.

"Many men, what are you doing for food? A city as tall as Yangzhou has been captured by the Tartars!"

"It's true that the more you live, the more you go back. Your lord shouldn't take you there. If you let me go, I will definitely kill all the tartars!"

Many men lowered their heads, not wanting to say a word.

As soon as he escorted Mrs. Xing to see the city wall of Guazhou, he saw a sail coming from the water beside Guazhou.

This is Wang Pu's fleet, Yang Chao's long-awaited reinforcements, they are late!

Mrs. Xing was temporarily sent to Guazhou to settle down, and many men and soldiers boarded Wang Pu's boat directly to Yangzhou.

"Can you hurry up! Old man, can you still sail?"

While counting down many men, Wang Pu scolded Zhang Dawei and others who were sailing.

"I said many men—"

Wang Pu turned his head and wanted to say a lot.

Many men stood up suddenly and stared straight at Wang Pu, with intense anger erupting in their eyes.

"Why didn't you come earlier, you only need two days earlier, two days, we won. Those hundreds of brothers will not die, and their corpses will not be brought out! Why didn't you come earlier!"

Wang Pu was stunned for a moment, his voice was a little weak, and he snorted coldly, "Can I blame Lao Tzu for this? If you want to blame, blame the old man."

Zhang Dawei was not silent either: "The wind on the river is not right, the fleet was almost blown away, it is already the Dragon King's kindness to be able to reach this far today."

From Zhang Dawei's point of view, these few days are not suitable for sailing, but the military order is difficult, and only the vanguard of the long fleet has entered the canal, and most of them have been pulled away. Zhang Dawei is worried that some ships may capsize.

"There's someone ahead!"

The sentry saw a group of people in front of them and suddenly shouted loudly.

"Ready to fight, bring the guns up! The others are ready to land!"

Finally meeting the enemy, Wang Pu regained his energy immediately. He hurried to Yangzhou to kill the Tartars, but he didn't expect that Yangzhou City was lost before he arrived. He didn't dare to say Yang Chao's fault. But there is no pressure to scold many men.

"What are you doing! You're crazy! Didn't you see that was an adult?"

Many men looked at the situation on the opposite side, saw that they were all infantry, and their iron armor occasionally flashed brightly in the setting sun, and shouted at Wang Pu.

(End of this chapter)