"Load the Jiangnan soldiers and use all the cannons."
Outside Susong Moyan Shop, the road was crowded with people and carriages. Two cannon shots were faintly heard in the distance, causing a commotion among the surrounding men. The guards yelled and cursed, telling the men to continue moving forward.
The sweeper king Zhang Yichuan stood on the post road with his hands behind his back, surrounded by several generals under his command. One of them listened carefully for a while and said, "Master, this cannon is a bit strange. Sometimes it is in front and sometimes it is behind."
"The donkey balls are weird. They fire cannons at both ends."
Zhang Yichuan waved his hand to tell the people around him to be silent. Sure enough, there was another cannon shot. It was indeed coming from the west. The west was the direction they came from. They had just passed by not long ago. It is estimated that the rear of the team had not even passed the Erlang.
Town, I don’t know why they are setting off firecrackers. Zhang Yichuan tilted his head and said, "Could it be someone who is setting off firecrackers?"
The general at the second post frowned and thought for a moment, "It's not the New Year, who is setting off the firecrackers?"
The Sweeping King paused for a moment and said, "If you can't think of anything, send someone to check it out. Gather the previous posts and send five old management teams to the town just now to have a look."
The last sentry post was his old camp, and it was also his life-saving support. He was with him at this time, and he was the fastest to assemble. Before the general left, several riders came rushing towards him. The leader was a commander from the old camp.
, the rider behind him looked anxious, and his horse was sweating. When the general saw that he was coming from the west, he knew that there was really something going on in that town, and he immediately stopped and waited for news.
The leader who led the way said loudly, "These two management teams sent by Liu Wenxiu of the Western Camp said that there were officers and soldiers attacking the town just now from Susong County. Please return the troops to rescue them."
"I haven't wiped out the entire Susong County town long ago, so why are all the officers and soldiers escaping here?"
The King of Sweepers rubbed his chin. At the beginning of the eighth year of Chongzhen's reign, he easily conquered Susong County, which had no city walls. He cleaned every place and even defeated Pan Keda who came from Anqing to help.
He looked at Liu Wenxiu's cavalry soldiers behind him, "I'm here to ask you, where did Su Song's officers and soldiers come from?"
The horse soldier's head was covered with sweat, "Master Liu said it was from the Anqing garrison camp, but he didn't say where it came from."
The Sweeping King frowned when he heard the words "Anqing garrison camp", but he did not panic, "I asked someone to fight me before asking for help. Why are your sentry horses spying?"
The horse soldier who delivered the message could not answer. Liu Wenxiu sent him among the first batch at that time. He did not elaborate on anything. He only asked him to inform the eighth master immediately. It might be the Anqing garrison. He did not even mention that he came by boat.
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Now when the sweeping king asked about it, he just thought it was because of his carelessness.
"Then how many soldiers and horses came to the garrison camp, and why were there so many cannons?"
The cavalry soldier was stunned again. He also passed by the town when he came out, but he was in a hurry to deliver the order and did not see the officers and soldiers at all.
The Sweeping King pulled out his riding whip and gave the horseman a blow, "It's your mother's hair. You don't know how to save a donkey ball!"
The cavalryman quickly blocked it with his hands, and his sleeves were immediately torn apart by the beating, and the skin on his arms was torn. He quickly reined in his horse and stepped back, screaming in agony.
"I still want to send a message to the Eighth Master."
There were all the Sweeper King's men here. The horseman didn't dare to argue, so he quickly pulled the horse and ran away, thinking that he had been whipped in vain.
The Sweeper King glared at the cavalry soldier fiercely, and after he ran away, he turned to several generals and said, "What's the point of Lao Ba's fight? Which officer and soldier are he hitting? Are we going the wrong way? We should be here."
Did you just encircle and suppress the Jiangnan soldiers in the south of the town?"
This sentence asked several questions, and naturally several generals couldn't answer them. The general of the old camp was a capable old thief in his thirties. He looked around and said, "Master, I'm afraid we are on the right track. Liu Wenxiu sent someone
Leader, we took this road the year before last. Either the post road didn't have such a road, or we were going to Taihu Lake.
The eighth master said that we should go to the front to besiege the officers and soldiers, but now there are officers and soldiers coming from the town behind. We must first find out whether we are besieging the officers and soldiers, or the officers and soldiers are besieging us."
"There are officers and soldiers in front and behind, and I don't know how many are coming. It's easy for Liu Wenxiu to just say a word, but it's not easy to fight him like this." The sweeper king's expression changed. After hesitating for a moment, his eyes fell on the post road, and his eyes kept turning.
The scale of this joint venture was huge, and it was chosen by the Eight Kings. There were too many servants and family members of each family, and it was impossible for them all to go near Fengjia Pu. Liu Wenxiu also spent a lot of effort to arrange the camp.
Cao Cao was the largest, and he was the first to arrive, so he arranged for him to occupy the flat area. Moyanpu already had a camp for breaking into the sky, so Liu Wenxiu arranged for the sweeper to go to the Chema River, which was a few kilometers away from Moyanpu.
A few miles away.
This place is only a dozen miles away from Fengjiapu. King Sweeper plans to lead his elite troops to participate in the siege early tomorrow morning. Because Xiying and Chuangtaotian are in front, today's march will be completely unprepared.
The dispersed march state made it very time-consuming to gather together, and also delayed the march, which made him quite embarrassed.
"I have walked across the bridge in the town. There is only one bridge to and from Huangmei. The officers and soldiers attacked this place. Is this Susong a trap?"
The old battalion general came closer and said, "What I'm worried about is that there are officers and soldiers here and there. Since Liu Wenxiu is asking for help, there will definitely be a lot of people coming. It would be bad to block them. We must be prepared at least."
The Sweeper King looked up and saw that the bandits' march was huge and messy. The horsemen and soldiers had their own servants. During the march, the servants walked with their own stewards, providing maintenance for the horses, cooking, chopping firewood, and setting up camp.
Waiting for logistical support, the queues in the marching state are messy and without any combat effectiveness, so we attach great importance to the reconnaissance of sentry cavalry in front and behind in order to obtain timely battlefield intelligence and gather the cavalry and soldiers for battle.
As the rogues' tactics matured, it was extremely rare for officers and soldiers to suddenly appear a few miles away. Because this time they came to join the camp, and the rogues' own camp was in front and behind. Naturally, the sweeper king did not send out sentries, but just sent out
A few cavalry soldiers contacted the western camp, but unexpectedly a group of officers and soldiers appeared from behind.
This sudden situation caught everyone off guard.
"Gather all the infantry, the old battalion and the sentry, and the commander of the team to ride the usual horses and mobilize them together for fighting. The spare horses are let by my mother-in-law to ride with me, and the housekeeper will take care of them.
alright."
The generals of several sentries immediately went to convey orders and gather the cavalry and infantry of each department to form a fighting force, which often took a long time.
The Sweeping King turned back to his old camp commander and said, "Gather your troops and horses, and wait for Lao Ba to finalize the regulations, but don't wait any longer. We travel all over the world and rely on caution. We have to know our bottom line. If we don't find out,
Don't cover your head to fight.
Send a team of reliable old guards to that town to see how many officers and soldiers there are, and then send a few people to Lao Ba's place in front to see what the situation is like during the siege and which officers and soldiers are here."
All the men left one after another, and after a while, the nearest old camp began to blow the conch horn, and the horsemen of the old camp in red gathered from the front and back at the same time towards the Baohun banner. At this time, another cannon shot came from the west in the distance.
The deafening sound of artillery outside Erlang Town was still echoing. A cannonball had just hit the infantry assembly area. The little boy looked up and saw two spears flying from the crowd. The infantry formation was in shock.
The soldiers immediately dispersed, throwing down their weapons and fleeing toward the town.
The little boy was speechless. He didn't expect the infantry to be defeated so quickly. They had almost just arrived at the battlefield. After the shelling started, the surrounding servants had a nervous breakdown. Screams filled the wilderness. The infantry had been organized in a hurry and did not form a formation at all.
While people were still panicking, under these two rounds of bombardment, the formation suddenly collapsed. The cavalry soldiers who restrained the formation killed more than ten people, but could not stop them from escaping. Then they gave up their efforts and some of the cavalry soldiers fled together with the infantry.
Looking back to the south, I saw the line of officers and soldiers advancing quickly towards the town. The infantry on the official road attacked very fast and had broken away from the formation of officers and soldiers, just like the cavalry that captured the bridge at Puzikou, regardless of the situation.
Heading straight to the town.
Liu Wenxiu's flag was still there, and the surrounding cavalry soldiers were still resisting, but their morale was obviously low, and everyone was unwilling to fight to the death. They could not stop the powerful infantry at all, and could only slow down their speed slightly.
Although there was no battle yet, the little boy knew that he had been defeated. According to the advancing speed of the officers and soldiers, his camp would fall soon. There was not much time left. The little boy dropped the head in his hand and pulled it back from the body.
With the cloak on his shoulders covered with jewels, he ran into the tent to rummage around, holding the reins of the horse tightly in his left hand. At this moment, nothing could compare to the horse, and he couldn't throw it away.
Most of the gold and silver was lost, and the jewelry was scattered all over the floor. There was only half a bag of black beans left to feed the horses. I didn't care about the gold and silver at the moment and hurriedly picked up the black beans and put them on my back without thinking.
There was another cannon shot outside, and the little boy couldn't use one hand to pick up the leftover jewelry, so he ran out of the tent quickly. Only five of his servants were left, and they were all on the ground holding their heads and screaming, and the rest were missing.
Among them was his butler.
The number of servants gathered in half a year was reduced by half. The little boy roared and vented the sullenness in his heart. Today was originally a good day. The Eight Masters in front began to besiege the officers and soldiers. After opening up the official road, they could obtain supplies in Anqing. This time
With all the battalions gathered together, they might be able to capture Tongcheng in one go and avenge his brother.
Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed, and the Anqing garrison came by boat again like Puzikou, and rushed straight to Erlang Town without any delay, without even conducting any reconnaissance or testing.
Each camp had a large number of horsemen, but there was no time to assemble them, so a group of infantry suddenly arrived at the main camp.
Just as he was about to kick the crying slave on the ground, there were a few screams outside, and then the sound of hoofbeats began. The little kid looked over and saw a cavalry group appearing on the right wing of the officer and soldier formation. The number was only about fifty, but this one
The cavalry completely defeated the will of the rogues. No matter who was in charge or in charge of the team, they all gave up resistance and fled north in a swarm.
"Anyone who wants to live should follow me."
The little kid pulled up a servant who was crying in pain on the ground. The servant was waving his hands randomly and had completely lost his mind.
The little boy swung the knife fiercely, and the knife cut into the side of the neck. The cry of the slave stopped as the blood flew out. His chest was still heaving, but only bloody bubbles spewed out from the wound on the neck.
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"If you are caught by officers and soldiers, your heads will be chopped off to record your merits. None of you will survive."
The little kid grabbed Wang Dashan who was leaning against the tent.
Wang Dashan's face turned pale, and he subconsciously grabbed the little boy's hand.
"When the officers and soldiers catch you, they will first cut open your wife's belly and roast your baby to eat."
"Little, little, little man, please save me." "The officers and soldiers are heading towards the town, go east!"
The little boy left him behind and said to the other servants, "Anyone who wants to survive should go east with me."
After he said that, he didn't care about keeping up with him, and just got on his horse and ran away. From time to time, the figures of horsemen and soldiers flashed past, but they fled towards the town. The little boy was nervous. While riding the horse, he turned his head and looked to the south. The red crowd of officers and soldiers
They have already rushed into the camp outside the town, and the infantry on the official road is about to reach the town.
The cavalry on the flank at the beginning did not expand further to the periphery, but only protected the flank of the infantry. The goal of the officers and soldiers was indeed Erlang Town.
The little boy was sure that he was running in the right direction. He had just passed through the town. The streets there must still be crowded with people and carriages. It was definitely not a good place to escape. It was impossible to go to the river to the west. The only way was to go east.
It is where the Eighth Lao Ye lives, and it can avoid the crowded towns.
After running for a while and getting out of the way of the officers and soldiers, the little boy even stopped and carefully observed the attacking officers and soldiers.
In the crowd of people fleeing in all directions, Wang Dashan supported his wife. The shouts of murder were heard all around him, as well as the sounds of drums and trumpets he had never heard before. Everything frightened him, and his mind was almost blank, without any thought.
Ability, the two of them were crying and walking helplessly eastward. Even this direction was a subconscious choice.
As he walked out of the camp, there was the rumble of horse hooves nearby. Wang Dashan raised his head blankly and saw an officer's cavalry roaring past in front of him. A fleeing servant sprayed a rain of blood from his body and fell to the ground.
Wang Dashan could no longer utter any other screams except his wailing. His wife's hair was disheveled and she almost collapsed on the ground. Among the figures running around, the army and cavalry kept passing by, killing everyone they met one after another.
, some people were already kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy. Wang Dashan didn't know where to go, so he just stood at the edge of the camp.
While looking around in horror, Wang Dashan suddenly saw the figure of the little boy. He gasped a few times with his mouth wide open, dragging his limp wife, and walked with difficulty towards the figure that was originally strange but was now the only familiar figure.