The smart people have escaped, but the stupid people think they are sure of victory.
Seeing that the officers and soldiers who came were all infantry, without armor, and with only firecrackers as weapons, Li Mengming and Dong Dacheng felt that they had a good chance of winning.
Especially the arrival of these two groups of officers and soldiers was very slow.
After lining up a thousand meters away, they slowly pushed over, giving the White Lotus Sect bandits a chance to regroup.
"Xu Yaqing was scared out of her wits by that Zuo Mengeng. Let's win a big victory today and let everyone see who is the mainstay of the Holy Religion."
Dong Dacheng is gearing up.
"What your Majesty is saying is that with just over three thousand officers and soldiers, we can drown them all with just a spit of spit."
Li Mengming was so flattered by the compliment.
"In this way, you lead five thousand people to deal with the southern route army, and I will lead the army myself. After destroying the west route army, I will join you to suppress the south route."
"As commanded."
Laiyang County, which used to be in turmoil, has now calmed down.
The focus of the battlefield has changed from offensive and defensive battles to field battles.
On top of the city, everyone who had been prepared to die generously lay on the wall, nervously watching the situation below.
Everyone knows that once the army wins the battle, Laiyang will be saved.
But if the army loses...
"Zhongji, there are few officers and soldiers, should I go out and help cover up the killing?"
The scribe shook his head, but looked intently at the situation outside.
"Although I have never been on the battlefield, I also know that the key to victory or defeat does not depend on the number of troops. You see, the army's formation is strict, and thousands of people move like one person, which is clearly the appearance of a strong army. Look at the White Lotus Monster again, with all the chaos
Yes, a rabble."
The man who wanted to commit suicide by jumping over the wall laughed at himself: "These rabble almost killed us all."
The scribe was also very upset.
"Laiyang has been in peace for a long time, and people don't know how to fight. That's why this disaster happened."
Five hundred meters later, the new army advanced to attack distance.
Zuo Mengeng, protected by the rear guard company, held a telescope and observed the battlefield calmly.
Sun Yuanhua was watching with a telescope nearby.
"The enemy's force is very strong, why don't you take command personally?"
Zuo Mengeng shook his head.
"They're just a bunch of chickens and dogs. There's no need for me to take action. They're just for training for the officers below."
This statement made Sun Yuanhua smile bitterly.
When the Ming army fought, the general was given priority.
Only when the general is brave can the soldiers dare to fight. If the general is too tired to move forward, the soldiers will be frightened.
Facing tens of thousands of enemy troops, Zuo Menggeng actually let the people below him do whatever they wanted. I don't know if he was brave or if he was truly confident of victory.
The person commanding this battle was Ning Youwei, political commissar of the first regiment.
He formulated the strategy of attacking in the east and attacking in the west, and making sneak attacks at night, so Zuo Mengeng simply handed over the entire battle to him.
Zuo Mengeng knew very well that a powerful army cannot be built by just one commander.
The battlefield in the future will be infinitely vast, and even if he has three heads and six arms, he will not be able to cover everything.
Not to mention the communication conditions of this era, it is impossible for him to command to the front line.
Even if he could, he would not interfere with frontline affairs.
Just move the machine gun forward five meters?
Since one person cannot conquer the world alone, then the people below must be given ample opportunities to exercise.
The White Lotus Sect is really not a strong enemy, and they are not afraid of overturning. They are the best experience babies.
Ning Weiping didn't know Zuo Mengeng's thoughts. He was commanding two regiments to fight as the political commissar of one regiment, which made him quite nervous.
"Xiao Bai, tell me...if I lose the fight, Shen Zuo won't chop off my head, right?"
Bai Xiaoqi was not happy anymore.
"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, my name is Bai Xiaoqi, I have a famous name, and I am still your leader."
I would rather be peaceful and unmoved.
"It's easy to speak, it's just easy to speak."
Bai Xiaoqi was not really angry, and said lazily: "Didn't I fight in Haowangzhuang before? If you can defeat this group of people, then just pee and soak yourself to death."
Thinking of the battle at Haowangzhuang, I would rather have a flat waist and no more pain in my legs, and I feel more energetic.
"Send an order to the third regiment and let them press inward on their own."
The first regiment is in the west, and the third regiment is in the south. Together with Laiyang City, tens of thousands of White Lotus Sect rebels are caught in the middle.
The two regiments were about three miles apart, and their command could only rely on semaphores.
Huang Sanhu, the leader of the third regiment, couldn't help but curl his lips after receiving the order.
"Look at him, Ning Daxianniu, he can command us."
Lou Fu looked serious and quickly reminded him.
"This is an order from the Master. You are not allowed to act like a monster."
Huang Sanhu quickly waved his hand.
"Of course I know that this is an order from you, and of course I won't mess with it."
But after being silent for a while, he couldn't help but ask: "Great Talent, tell me, why did Shen Zuo leave the command to Immortal Ning?"
But Lou Fu saw it clearly.
"Have you forgotten what I said before the expedition? Our goal this time is to expand the army with the help of suppressing bandits. Then tell me, after the army is expanded, where will the officers come from?"
Huang Sanhu suddenly realized.
"Hey, then after this battle with Great Immortal Ning is over, he can become a teacher?"
Lou Fu seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"So, Huang Da Tuan Zuo, you have to fight hard. Don't let others become division commanders by then, and you will still be the regiment leader, and you won't be able to hold your head up."
Huang Sanhu completely lost his idle thoughts and shouted: "Cheer up, everyone, this battle will bring out all our energy. Let the audience take a good look at it. Although we are called the third group, we have to do what we want to do."
First."
The officers and soldiers below exclaimed, and they were all in high spirits. Even the new recruits were infected, which somewhat relieved some of the tension before the battle.
Although Li Mengming and Dong Dacheng didn't know how to fight, they also knew that they had more people, so they might as well take the initiative to attack.
As the commander's flag waved, tens of thousands of bandits rushed towards the new armies on both sides, like a flood that opened the floodgates.
Zuo Mengeng brought out an artillery battery this time, and the position was not far in front of him.
The shooting at Zhuyuan and the like had been calculated long ago. After receiving Ning Weiping's order, the artillery company took the lead in firing.
This batch of Zuoying cannons have been improved, with a steel buckle added to them, just like a human belt.
When the cannon shells and cartridges are loaded, in addition to being blocked by the breech block, this thick and strong button will be pulled from the upper part of the hollow breech and buckled on the other side of the cannon.
In this way, the cartridge cannot be ejected from the barrel by the huge explosion impact.
Under the first wave of artillery, the White Lotus bandits exploded.
More than thirty artillery shells exploded in the dense and unprotected crowd, killing hundreds of people in one round of bombardment.
Standing next to Zuo Mengeng, Sun Yuanhua was dumbfounded as he looked at the new army's novel artillery and the telescope in his hand.
"Zhongheng, how to make these firearms..."
Sun Yuanhua had already thought about it. After taking office, he made great efforts to build firearms to support Liaodong.
All his firearm casting methods were learned from Xu Guangqi.
I thought I was proud of the world, and I was no less generous than the Western Yi.
But now that he saw the lightness and power of the New Army's artillery, he understood what it meant that there was a world outside the sky, and there were people outside the world.
Unfortunately, Zuo Mengeng could not agree to his idea.
"Uncle, you know our ambitions. How can such a firearm be taught to the imperial court? Moreover, this imperial court is like a sieve. The casting method will definitely spread. If it falls into the hands of the Donglu..."
While talking, he couldn't help but look at Sun Yuanhua with regret.
The reason why Hou Jin was able to vigorously develop firearms troops was due to the man in front of him.
Although Sun Yuanhua had expected Zuo Mengeng's rejection, he was still filled with bitterness after hearing it with his own ears.
The best army and the best weapons cannot serve the imperial court. What a great irony!
But what Zuo Mengeng said next made him baffled.
"As a reward for my uncle's keeping secret, my nephew will definitely save your life if my uncle is in trouble in the future."
Sun Yuanhua didn't understand the reason for this promise, but the situation on the battlefield no longer allowed him to ask any more questions.
After two rounds of shelling, the White Lotus bandits completely collapsed. Everyone ran back crying, hoping to stay away from the devil in front of them.
Seeing this, Ning Weiping ordered again, and the infantry of the two regiments began to advance, compressing the battlefield space.
After entering a hundred steps, the muskets began to show their power.
In the open terrain, tens of thousands of hedgehogs gathered together, there was no need to deliberately aim, they just needed to fire at that line.
One round of gunfire, and a row of people was gone. Another round, and another row was gone.
Sun Yuanhua and the people on the top of the city looked at this scene and were all shocked and speechless.
Li Mengming no longer had any ambition at this time.
It doesn't matter who you are as emperor or as leader.
"Hold on, hold on for me..."
While he was shouting wildly, a black dot flew from the sky and landed at his feet. Before he could take a breath, the area was swept by the storm.
Poor Emperor Lingbao is really psychic this time.
As for Dong Dacheng...
Relying on his good water ability, this guy had already swam across the Clam River, and started a desperate run with dozens of his followers.
Thanks to his fast running, not long after he escaped, a group of Ming troops came from afar from the east and joined the battlefield.