During the Chongzhen period, it was surprisingly cold in winter, and the Yellow River was frozen enough to allow large chariots and armored men to walk on it. The Ming Dynasty's official army had no ability to block the Yellow River. The only thing they could do was to deploy defenses in several large cities and key transportation points. However, the bandits and bandits were to highlight the word "flow". On the eighth day of November of the 10th year of Chongzhen, after mobilizing the official army with one shot many times, Li Zicheng and his bandits threw a group of old, weak, women, children and robbed money to the official army. The main force left the official army and went straight to the Yellow River. Within one day, they crossed the Yellow River and rushed straight to Shanxi and Henan.
The official army who received the news immediately gave up the guards of the peasant army who had encircled and suppressed the drag and tried to intercept the main force of the peasant army entering Shanxi. Then they took an ambush... The tide of bandits poured into Shanxi from a huge gap without worries.
The Ningwu Thousand Household Institute has very few troops. According to the list of the thousand households, there should be 3,000 soldiers in the thousand households, but in fact, all the soldiers of this thousand households, regardless of the old, weak, sick and disabled, have not 1,000..... I just asked the Ministry of War for the salary and civil servants at all levels to drift as usual, and the Ming Dynasty's Ministry of War also paid only 30% of them as usual... As for Bo Fu's hundred soldiers in his hands, he is already the only one hundred household with the closest to the quota for the soldiers in Ningwu Thousand Household Institute.... His hundred households were 112 people, and the actual number was Bo Fu counted - if he didn't count himself, there were 106, "It's only five. I guess I have the strongest troops in the Ming Dynasty's garrison."
Unfortunately, the weapons were really bad. Not to mention armor, even the red fat jacket of the Ming Dynasty was not worthy of it. The guys in their hands were even more diverse - basically they were all knives like rotten iron pieces and rusty spears, and the wooden poles were rotten. The bows and arrows could not be used to shoot. Fortunately, there were at least some trees on the mountain. After cutting them down, they were slightly trimmed and nailed a few nails to be used as maces. The power was still above the weapons of the regular garrison...
The person who came to Ningwu Mansion was the leader of the peasant army named "Datian Er" who belonged to "Cao Cao" Luo Rucai. He was tall and big, and he was swaying on a mixed horse. His clothes were messy, and even women's flowery clothes were wrapped around him. The confidants around him were riding mixed horses and mules. The clothes were also varied, and they were stolen from different places. Luo Rucai was a typical bandit, and his subordinates were also a virtue. Datian Er couldn't tell at all about how many of his subordinates there were, but he remembered how many of his confidants he had.
It was very clear. "When I arrived at Ningwu Mansion, let the group of waste rush first. See how the official army." The guy said to a confidant riding a mule beggar. Behind them was a group of beggars that had been winding for a long distance, both men, women, and young and old. Most of them had just a stick. Although Da Tianer and the twenty confidants around him were dressed in colorful clothes, the guy in his hands was quite well-maintained, and the swords, guns, bows and crossbows were all well-maintained. The helmet on his head and the armor carried on the donkey were polished with oil.
The news that the bandits crossed the river was transmitted to Ningwu Mansion three days ago. In the news, the bandits crossed the river six days ago. In nine days, ordinary troops climbed to Ningwu Mansion, but there was no trace of refugees in the county town. And a little further south, there was news that the refugees had captured a certain city. Ningwu Mansion was shocked three times a day, and a large number of gentry and civilians fled to Taiyuan Mansion. Cao Jiadunzi has closed the gates for several days and sent people to investigate along the road. At the same time, several people were sent up the mountain to ask Bo Fu and others to rescue as agreed.
The servants who went to investigate did not dare to go far. After running ten miles, the guy quickly returned - as for how he would fake the news, it is unknown. Because Bo Fu took all his subordinates and had a mace and "strolled" along the road. These hundred people looked completely different from the army, but it was normal. Nowadays, those who could look a little military in this day were the elites of the Ming Dynasty - basically in Liaodong... and those who looked a little military were the Tartars outside the pass. In addition, the Ming Dynasty's official army was similar to the bandits. However, there were not many people who were scattered to this level. Bo Fu walked in front with his hands and followed the other people in groups behind. They didn't know what they were saying to each other - Bo Fu listened a few words and found that it was obviously not Chinese. It sounded very chaotic. More than a hundred people walked away as if they were hundreds of people, and they were everywhere.
The speed of traveling was unexpectedly fast - after all, none of the people here were "humans". They set out at Chen hour in the morning and had already walked out dozens of miles by noon. The guys walking in the front also heard the news that they had discovered a large number of peasant soldiers. Bo Fu walked to the hill and saw that the peasant soldiers were at least ten miles away, although they were obviously messy. However, this number was enough to make the general Ming garrison army lose their morale and the whole army collapsed. The black heads were silently walking along the road in an untravelous manner, as if it was a black tide. If you look carefully, you were basically skinny and hungry people. You only held a stick or a piece of them in your hand.
Stone, but this number alone is already terrifying enough - "There are roughly... about three thousand people. Judging from this position, once the official army encounters the official army, they will be asked to die to hinder the advance of the official army and buy time for the rear army. Just look at their mental state. If the official army encounters it, they may be defeated if they encounter it? There is a sensation in their eyes..." Bo Fu said sarcastic words without any pressure, and someone around him touched: "Chief, do we want to line up and rush for a while first? There are only three thousand hungry humans, and even if there are obviously weapons behind, there are only more than 20,000 humans, which can only be regarded as appetizing desserts."
"That's true, jackal. Go and bring the horseless knights to a small array... Oh, no need, you guys follow me as you please. There is no need to line up against them! Let's go!" Bo Fu casually ordered, and then he rushed down the hill with a mace in his hand. Beside him, there was a group of strong men who were also carrying maces, and followed their leaders quickly towards the peasant army in the distance.
The sharp-eyed refugees had already discovered Bo Fu and the others who were approaching from the road. The dull red fat jacket on their bodies told the peasant army that they were the Ming government troops, and they could not see how powerful and tall Bo Fu and the others were from a distance. Therefore, the peasant army had time to send orders to make a simple horizontal formation for the three thousand front troops in front of them, and prepared to destroy the hundreds of officials at once.