Fire and iron blood were intertwined throughout the battlefield. Looking at the boundless land and the overwhelming crowd, Li Zicheng suddenly felt desperate. It was over, it was completely over this time. Tens of thousands of troops gathered near Mopan Camp, without any obstruction or obstruction.
Facing the wolf-like and tiger-like Yunfu cavalry, how to resist? As long as you are prepared, why do you do this? Unfortunately, it is too late to regret.
The corners of Li Zicheng's mouth were cracked and full of bitterness. He raised his hand slightly, as if to touch the smell of blood flowing in the air. In a blink of an eye, he could no longer control the battlefield. The entire attack front had collapsed. Wang Yan, Zheng Guosong,
Lu Weiliang, Xu Beichuan and others still tried hard to maintain the formation, but to no avail. Tens of thousands of people, let alone tens of thousands, even tens of thousands of pigs crowded into this place would be a disaster.
The rumbling artillery fire was getting closer and closer. Li Zicheng could no longer control his body and was trembling slightly. The King of Hell still did not change. If he didn't take action, it would cost lives. With this endless artillery fire, he wanted to make those artillerymen lose their lives.
Are you going to sort out the entire battlefield? How many artillery shells do they have to fire? The entire battlefield is filled with gunpowder smoke, entangled with the smell of blood, and the pungent smell makes people almost vomit.
Another artillery shell fell, and a bloody flower bloomed among the people who were trying their best to escape. The artillery shell actually hit a peasant soldier, and then exploded, and the blood fireworks bloomed beautifully.
But it brought fear and death.
"Ah...ah..." A young man threw away the weapon in his hand, held his head in his hands, and tugged at his messy hair, looking like a madman. He was crazy and just stood there.
The ground wailed, and he was soon knocked to the ground by the crowded crowd. Countless feet trampled over him, leaving a pitiful corpse in the end. How many people were killed by the bombing? How many people died from trampling on each other?
?Many people have gone crazy, so how can they care about this?
In the distance, the sound of horns sounded, and groups of cavalry appeared in the field of vision. Their black armors seemed like ghosts descending from the sky. The men and horses were armored and connected with iron ropes. Each war horse not only had long spears and sabers, but also shorter muskets.
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There was a buzz, and Wang Yan in the crowd felt that his heart was about to jump out. Just looking back, he felt that half of his life had been taken away. The chain of horses, the heavy horse of the chain, and the sweeping iron rope had brought countless losses to the rebels.
Every time this cavalry is touched, there will be a bloody storm. Every time the horn sounds, it means the beginning of a massacre.
The Living King of Hell is so cruel. Does he really regard human life as nothing? Wang Yan pushed the person in front of him away and shouted at his own soldiers, "Cheer up and run forward."
, wait a minute, we men all have to stay here."
As he spoke, Wang Yan looked in another direction, with infinite hatred in his eyes. Li Zicheng, are you deliberately pushing everyone to death? Maybe this is not Li Zicheng's original intention, but Li Zicheng must have hidden something from everyone before.
Important thing. How could the Yunfu cavalry and artillery appear in Mopan Camp without any signs? The Living King of Hell is not a god, and he cannot parachute these two armies to Mopan Camp.
Escape, run with all your might, and kill anyone in front of you who dares to stop you. By this time, Wang Yan can no longer care about other people. This is the case for Wang Yan, and the same is true for Xu Beichuan and others. Xu Beichuan and Zheng Guosong are crowded together.
Together, the two of them worked together to lead their bodyguards towards the south. However, there were too many people, and the crowds became more and more crowded as they went south, but the cavalry behind them would not slow down. Zheng Guosong's eyes flashed sharply, and he raised his sword to kill the people in front of him.
People were cut down to the ground.
"Kill me, make a way for me. Anyone who dares to stand in the way will be killed without mercy." Zheng Guosong didn't want to give such an order, but there was no other way. At this time, there was no reason to argue with these rebels. They were all using their own
No matter how you try to escape with your life, who cares about whom?
"Listen to me, break out to the south. If you don't go south, get out of the way. Either follow me and break out to the south, or get out of the way." Zheng Guosong was covered in blood and looked like a mad dog. Many people were frightened by him.
He broke away automatically, and some people ran southward with him. It's funny to say that the so-called breakout actually meant breaking out of the encirclement of one's own people, because the ones blocking the road in the south were not officers and soldiers, but one's own people.
Many people are afraid of Zheng Guosong and follow him to break through to the south, but there are always some people who are unwilling to do so. The artillery fire of the officers and soldiers is now extending to the south, and the artillery fire going there will inevitably be bombed. Isn't this special girl looking for death? So a group of people
They stayed in front but did not forget to run south, and the two groups inevitably clashed. Zheng Guosong, who was bent on escaping, didn't care who you are, if you dare to block the road and kill him directly, once he is targeted by the cavalry behind him, he will not be able to escape even if he has three heads and six arms.
Dropped.
Before the officers and soldiers arrived, their own people started fighting first, and both sides tried to kill each other in order to survive. The situation was completely out of control for a while. The sound of artillery continued in the distance, and Liu Zongmin led a group of people to hide aside and did not go south.
, nor Xiangbei, someone beside him couldn't help but tugged at the corner of Liu Zongmin's clothes, "Brother Liu, what should we do now?"
"What should we do?" Liu Zongmin spat on the ground with a sneer on his lips, "We don't want to help any of us. We just wait and let others rush south first. When they finish rushing, we can rush again."
"Break through to the south? Then why don't we help Chief Zheng..." Before he could finish speaking, Liu Zongmin turned around and slapped the man in the face, his fierce eyes frightening people's hearts to tremble, "Who can help you, you idiot?"
Not helpful either.”
Liu Zongmin has finally seen through people like Zheng Guosong. On weekdays, one person with five people and six people looks heroic, but once a critical moment comes, they all show their true colors. He can really do it by using a knife on his own people and being so ruthless.
.Liu Zongmin never thinks that he is a good person, but he never hides it. If he is bad, he will be bad. Whatever happens is obvious. But people like Zheng Guosong usually put their righteousness first, but at a critical moment, they will
Just think about yourself.
In the crowd, Xu Beichuan and Liu Zongmin had the same idea, but he could not blame Zheng Guosong, nor could he blame Wang Yan. Youdao is that husband and wife are birds of the same forest. When disaster strikes, they will fly separately, let alone a group of fierce bandits?
Finally rushed out, but the artillery fire in front still blocked the area more than ten feet away. Zheng Guosong gritted his teeth and led the people into the smoke. He was looking for death, but Zheng Guosong knew very well that as long as he got through this
Once you pass the level, you can survive. If you don't break through, you will definitely die. Zheng Guosong led a large number of soldiers and horses into the artillery blockade area. No one cared about the casualties. At this time, the chain horses had also been prepared and began to clear the entire battlefield.
.The sharp iron ropes, Han Yong's horses and knights, they are like a long sickle, harvesting the creatures within sight.
The disintegrated peasant army fell down in rows like withered straw, flanked by light cavalry responsible for cooperating with the charge. Occasionally, gunfire rang out, killing the trapped fish. The cavalry was too fast, and many had no time to escape.
The soldiers of the Peasant Army were soon killed by the sword. In less than half an hour, the iron ropes were covered with minced meat, and the ground was left with broken limbs and the gray ground left by the artillery fire.
The surrounding area of Mopan Camp turned into a strange killing field.
The ruthless massacre did not stop. Zhou Dingshan raised his command knife and commanded calmly. He felt pity, but he would not release his pity at this time. Today, there is only killing and taking prisoners, which is meaningless.
On the other side, Zheng Guosong, Xu Beichuan and others finally crossed the blockade, and Liu Zongmin, who had been hiding behind him at this time, continued to charge with his men without saying a word. Strangely enough, the artillery fire became much sparser at this time.
.This is also where Liu Zongmin was smart. He saw that the artillery fire of the officers and soldiers was extended to cooperate with the cavalry charge. As long as the cavalry was about the same distance, the artillery fire would stop. This should be to prevent accidental injuries.
What Liu Zongmin must seize is this opportunity. He must quickly pass through the blockade when the artillery fire weakens and the cavalry has not arrived. It cannot be early or late. If it is too early, it will be blown to pieces. If it is too late, it will be destroyed.
In the hands of the cavalry, it became meat on the chopping block.
Passing through the blockade, Liu Zongmin gasped and gasped. He finally got through this level, but most people were not so lucky. From behind, the sound of wailing still filled the field, and the traces of the Yunfu cavalry had become clear from blur.
Liu Zongmin bit his lip and waved vigorously, "Let's continue to retreat and meet General Li."
This retreat is probably going to Straw Hat Slope. Only that area can stop the cavalry. Isn't it right to continue stationing near Mopan Camp? Waiting for the officers and soldiers to rush over and kill them? The terrible artillery fire plus the elite Yunfu
Iron Cavalry, they are the masters around Mopan Camp.
Liu Zongmin came back. As he thought, the camp was already preparing for the retreat, and all the troops were hurriedly transporting supplies to the south. In the camp, not only Zheng Guosong was back, but Lu Weiliang and others were also back. Liu Zongmin knew it very well.
, these people can come back alive, but the lives of many brothers are weighing on their bodies.
Everyone knew what happened before, but no one would mention it, not even Liu Zongmin. At some point, Li Zicheng came over with a dozen heavy steps and took a look at the generals.
He said softly: "Rest for a quarter of an hour. After a while, everyone will retreat to Straw Hat Slope with the army. King Chuang will send someone to pick us up."
Xu Beichuan looked unbearable and opened his mouth to ask what to do with the tens of thousands of brothers trapped in Mopan Camp. But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back. However, the man had already stood up but did not speak. He looked very nervous.
Weird. Li Zicheng looked at Xu Beichuan, frowned and said: "Chief Xu, do you have something?"
"General Li...Xu is fine." Xu Beichuan sighed and sat down again to regain his strength. There are some questions that cannot be asked. Asking them will only make everyone more embarrassed.
Li Zicheng didn't mention it just now, which means he has given up on those tens of thousands of brothers. Yes, what will happen if he doesn't give up? Look at the endless artillery fire and the terrifying cavalry, and the morale on his side has already collapsed.
Under such circumstances, sending troops to Mopan Camp for reinforcements will only serve as food supplies. Those trapped in Mopan Camp can only rely on themselves, and they will only be able to escape as many as they can.
Li Zicheng is not stupid. How could he not know what Xu Beichuan wants to ask? It's not that Li Zicheng is cruel, he really has to be. His heart is bleeding when he makes this decision. It costs the lives of tens of thousands of brothers, among whom
Half of the soldiers and horses were his direct descendants, Li Zicheng.
For a moment, everyone was silent, and there was a sense of deathly sadness in the air. Only the sound of gunfire in the distance reminded everyone that the danger was not over yet.
On the sixth day of February in the fourth year of Chongzhen, history will remember this day, because this day has special significance for the entire Ming Dynasty. On this day, the war at Mopan Camp finally ended, and the timely appearance of Yunfu Cavalry and Lihuo Camp succeeded.
The defense area of Mopan Camp was secured.
The Battle of Mopan Camp lasted for more than four days. In this battle, more than 50,000 bandits were annihilated and a large amount of supplies were seized. In particular, Li Zicheng's troops were severely damaged and Gao Yingxiang was stabbed in the heart. For this, the officers and soldiers also paid a great price.
At a heavy price, nearly half of the soldiers and horses under Zhao Lijiao, Cao Wenzhao and Qin Liangyu were lost, especially Qin Liangyu's command, which was the most tragic. In order to defend the Mopan camp, nearly 30,000 Bashu disciples were killed, and more than 16,000 people were lost.
This battle can be said to be a tragic victory and a tragic outcome, but victory is a victory after all. At present, Gao Yingxiang still has 120,000 peasant troops under his command, and they are besieged near the official road in the west of Jiuhua Mountain. In the south, they are led by Tie Mo, the governor of three provinces, and Xu Hongji, the Duke of Wei.
The army blockade was blocked, and the coalition forces led by Cao Wenzhao, Zhou Dingshan and others were stationed in Mopan Camp in the north. Gao Yingxiang had more than 100,000 troops and could only passively defend near Caomao Slope. On the surface, everything was looking good, and it seemed that the imperial army might be ready at any time.
This rogue bandit that has caused harm to the Ming Dynasty for many years has been wiped out.
The news spread to South Zhili and was rushed to North Zhili. The people of South Zhili were excited. Some people even took to the streets to sing and dance in Jinling City to celebrate this happy moment. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before the rogue bandits were destroyed.
The people were excited, and the court was equally excited. Gu Tongen, the Minister of War in Nanzhili, quickly compiled a letter and sent it to Mopan Camp. When the official document from the Nanjing War Department was delivered to Mopan Camp, Zhou Dingshan, Orger, Cao Wenzhao and others were closely discussing the next step.
After reading the official document, Cao Wenzhao's expression changed. He placed the official document on the table and then looked at the man in the field.
This person's name is Ning Guolun, the deputy imperial envoy of the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate. This official document was sent by Ning Guolun himself. It is just an official document, why does it need a deputy imperial envoy to send it personally? The meaning of Nanjing is already obvious.
It was Ning Guolun who was asked to supervise the battle.
Cao Wenzhao said with a displeased expression: "Master Ning has come a long way and has been tired all the way. Please have a good rest. As for the extermination of the bandits, we are the only one responsible for it."
Cao Wenzhao's words were already very euphemistic, but his meaning was very clear. We have the final say on matters here, and you gentlemen in Nanjing City should not get involved. But Ning Guolun didn't seem to understand, and he handed over his hands in a polite manner.
He said righteously: "Several generals, millions of people in South Zhili are now waiting eagerly to wipe out the bandits and restore peace to the Ming Dynasty. This matter is a state matter, and Ning has no shirk of responsibility."
Cao Wenzhao frowned. If it weren't for his identity, he really wanted to kill Ning Guolun. These Nanjing officials used to be rogue bandits in Nanzhili and had no power at all. At that time, everyone hid and pushed the matter to others.
The Beijing camp and the Iron Supervisor were afraid of taking responsibility. Now that they are well, seeing that victory is in sight, they also want to get involved and get some glory.