The trap set up by Yang Tinghe was finally unveiled at Liujiazhuang on the banks of the Hutuo River. More than 5,000 rebels suddenly appeared from all directions, trapping Zhang Yunlin, Du Yu and two thousand cavalry troops on the beach outside Liujiazhuang.
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On the north bank of the river, there are more than a thousand rebel thieves, holding on to the danger. On the south bank of the river, a narrow area no more than a thousand paces long is crowded with Ming army cavalry preparing to cross the river. The people and horses are in a mess and not in formation.
On the side, there were 3,000 rebel infantry and 1,000 cavalry surrounded in a semicircle, each carrying fine Ming army standard ordnance. The cavalry even had one person and two horses. In addition to having no armor, they had no armor.
No worse than the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.
The machete hanging above his head finally fell. Zhang Yunlin felt much more at ease.
Isn't it just death? His life was picked up from Qianniu Village, there is nothing that cannot be thrown away.
"Prime Minister Yang," he raised his head, looked at the sky, and muttered to himself, "if I am lucky enough to survive today, I will repay you a hundredfold for such kindness."
Du Yu, who was beside him, sighed: "You can't beat Yang Jiefu."
"Really?" Zhang Yunlin bit his chapped lips hard, blood dripping from his lips, and shouted, "Students from the martial arts academy, line up!"
Of the two thousand cavalry under his command, there were only more than 600 martial arts student soldiers, and the rest were veterans of the Beijing camp. After being surrounded by rebels, he looked for favorable terrain everywhere, which led to the messy formation of the Ming army.
Gang veteran.
There were only six hundred young cavalrymen, wearing fine armor and holding long knives, neatly arranged on the river bank. Although their faces were full of exhaustion and their lips were chapped and full of blood, their morale was still high. After
The morale gained from several days of bloody battles and consecutive victories will not disappear easily.
"We can't kill them!" Zhao Hao glared at Liu Hui and others in the rebel army formation and said loudly, "Surrounding them will be a big mistake. If they are destroyed, we will also face disaster.
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Jia Mian'er waved the long sword in his hand and sneered: "Fengzi, you are just a military advisor, not a leader. How dare you not listen to Brother Liu?"
Zhao Hao ignored him and just stared at Liu Hui. He had always opposed the direct student army that besieged Zhu Shou, because the facts were very clear. The living space for rebels was the discord between the emperor and the gentry.
As a scholar and a reserve of the ruling class, no one understands the terrifying strength of the imperial court better than him. Let alone thousands of rebels, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. As long as the imperial court frees up its hands, it can easily
You can beat them to pieces.
The Ming Dynasty had no rivals, the barbarians were surrendered, and even Mongolia could only be regarded as a disease of the limbs. The only inner trouble of the huge and magnificent Ming Dynasty was the conflict between the emperor and the gentry.
But this pair of sworn enemies were once life-and-death comrades. Even now, they have a symbiotic relationship. As long as they are given room to relax and slow down the pace of conflicts, then what awaits Zhao Hao and the others will definitely be a dead end.
It was not that Liu Hui could not see this, but the vanity of commanding thousands of people had inflated his personal ambition to the extreme. Seeing Zhao Hao's gaze, he had no choice but to dodge and ask softly: "Destroyed? Fengzi, why is this so?
First of all, the officers and soldiers are currently weak and we have a sure chance of victory, so why not?"
Seeing that Jia Mian'er's troops were already moving forward, Zhao Hao shouted angrily: "This is your chance to win. Even if you kill Qian Zhu in a row, Zhang Yunlin and Song Jixian, with the emperor's decree, can take our heads off."
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Zhang Yunlin who was trapped in Liujiazhuang, Nirvana Kou Qianzhu not far to the southwest, and Song Jixian from Zhang Village in Gaocheng to the west were three great gifts from Prime Minister Yang and others, including the number of people, the marching route, and the baggage, no matter how big or small it was.
They are all controlled by the rebels.
It is really a strange thing to send gifts like this, so even if the rebels want to be defeated, they have to wait and see whether the princes in the court agree or not.
"Old Jia is here, with a long knife in his hand, who dares to take my head?" Jia Mian'er stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates from moving, and said in a deep voice, "Zhao Fengzi, you have to speak clearly, or I will cut off your dog's head with one knife!"
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"He is right," it was Ma Wu who replied. He ignored Yang Tou and Guan Si's angry looks at each other and said slowly, "Your Majesty only needs to take a step back, and we will all be killed."
Yang Tou pulled out the long knife from his waist and shouted angrily: "Ma Laoshi, what the hell are you spewing!"
Although he showed his sword and tried to imitate Coach Lin in fighting Wang Lun, he only heard thunder but no rain, and the horse did not move even half a step.
Ma Wu looked at Yang Tou, let out a long sigh, and asked, "Are you willing to be a dog?"
When the leaders had conflicts, the five thousand rebels lost their backbone and formed a strict lineup to confront the Ming army.
"A last-ditch fight! Brothers, follow me."
The opportunity Zhang Yunlin had been waiting so hard for finally arrived, because he discovered that the vigor of the rebels had disappeared without a trace in a matter of seconds.
He didn't think about the reason. On the battlefield, an instant was eternity.
"A last-ditch fight!"
More than 600 teenagers shouted in unison. These four words later became the iconic slogan of the Ming Dynasty Cavalry.
Liu Hui was very unhappy in his heart. He, Jia Mian'er and Zhao Hao were all close friends, brothers in life and death, and had been friends for more than ten years. Before this, Zhao Hao had never openly resisted him, not even saying a harsh word.
Pass.
But right now, it's just that he questioned his own command, but several leaders actually believed his lies. This is the most terrible thing!
Jia Mian'er, that fellow, always speaks the truth. He looks like a pig, but has a bright heart. He is typically very wise but foolish.
Ma Wu has outstanding popularity, and his appeal among the rebels is no worse than his own. The most important thing is that these two people have very strong strength. Together, they can even far surpass himself, the big leader!
After knowing each other for more than ten years, he also trusted Zhao Hao, and even vaguely felt that his words were very reasonable. But would the emperor give in? Even if he gave in, would he definitely die?
Also, what about his own authority? Liu Hui has been hanging around on the road, so he naturally understands that if an authority falls, the chance of it being re-established is almost zero.
Without him, could this army be crushed into a ball? He wanted to grab Zhao Hao's chest and clothes, shout angrily, and let the brother who thought he was Zhuge Zai understand: He is not the only smart person in this world!
Zhao Hao was also very angry. Ever since he embarked on the glorious path of rebelling against the bandits, he had been thinking about this small army wholeheartedly.
His wife was killed, but he endured it; several brothers died in battle, and he endured it; his daughter cried all day long and wanted to find her mother, but he endured it.
His ambition cannot be stopped by his family ties.
Zhao Hao, who was able to endure humiliation and hunger, take the merit test, and kneel down to his father-in-law Zhang Butcher in the street, spent ten years completing the magnificent transformation from a bloody gangster rampaging in Hebei to a courteous gentleman with poetry and literature. He used it again.
In a few days, he completed an even more magnificent transformation from scholar to rebel.
Is there anything else in this world that can be difficult to get him?
No! Not even Liu Hui, who is as close as brother and sister!
When Zhang Yunlin started to charge with 600 young men, Zhao Hao also made up his mind to attack Liu Hui later in the day.
No one can predict the future, and Zhao Hao didn't know that he and Liu Hui, brothers who lived until the end in official history, would actually fall out over whether to kill the army or not.
Zhang Yunlin's fatal impact ended the two people's thinking.
Trapped beasts are the most dangerous. A last-ditch fight and a comeback are possible. Many battles in history remind the leaders of the rebels: the war has just begun.
Jia Mian'er was the first to lead his troops to charge forward. On his left was the banner of Xing Bendao, on his right was Liu Zi, and at the back was Widow Yang. Among the rebels, although Jia's troops were not the largest in number, their combat effectiveness in attacking difficult positions was still high.
is the strongest.
Therefore, whenever there was a tough battle, Jia Mian'er would take the lead, while Liu Hui and others were only responsible for mopping up and covering up, and the spoils would naturally be the biggest share for Jia's tribe.
The fine armors of the Ming army opposite were what Jia Mian'er desperately wanted. He accounted for nearly half of the more than a thousand anti-thief cavalry. If he had these armors, within half a year, he would train a very special army.
The powerful cavalry is coming!
The two armies were not far apart, and within a short period of time, they violently collided with each other.
Zhang Yunlin set up a wedge-shaped formation, and he was naturally the arrowhead who did his duty. When he rushed out of the riverside military formation, he did not count on those slick veterans of the Beijing camp, nor even on that dead eunuch Du Yu.
Eunuchs are good at fighting among themselves, but as for war, it is better to avoid it if possible. Don't expect the appearance of strangers like the Sanbao eunuchs, everything must be done by yourself.
He led a hundred men to the front. Tao Yinglong, the general commander of the scouts, led four hundred men to form the right wing. As mentioned earlier, Tao Yinglong was also a first-term student of the martial arts academy and the only leader of the horse army who survived the battle of Qianniu Village.
Hundreds of households.
On the left wing are Wang Wenhan's 100 people. He is the leader of Qianhu in the second phase. He is nominally at the same level as Zhang Yunlin, the actual leader of Qianhu.
Although Zhang Yunlin's generals have no rank, among the rules of the martial arts academy set by Zhu Shou, one is very important, that is, if the ranks are the same, the students who enroll later must follow the command of the senior who enrolled first on the battlefield.
Behind them were Du Yu and more than 1,400 veterans of the Beijing camp, huddled on a hillside on the river bank, waving flags and shouting with bluff.
One hundred brave young men quickly inserted themselves into the rebel formation. Every time they took a breath, someone would die.
The bloody battlefield, the shouts, screams, and the sound of the knife cutting into the flesh are intertwined,
"That's not right," Zhao Hao looked at the Ming army's attack formation, with the big one on the right and the small one on the left, and a sudden realization flashed through his mind, "They are not trying to charge into the formation, but trying to escape!"
The right side of the Ming army was the left side of the semicircular encirclement of the rebels. Those guarding there were none other than Ma Wu and Zhao Hao!
What a ruthless and discerning Ming general!
Zhao Hao couldn't help but feel a sense of heroism towards Zhang Yunlin, who couldn't see his face clearly. He dared to abandon the supervisory army and 1,400 subordinates, break out with only 600 teenagers, and still be among the rebels.
Finding the correct direction to break out is no longer an ordinary general.
In time, the young general opposite may become a towering tree!
Let it go? Or not let it go? Zhao Hao was struggling fiercely in his heart.
Considering the overall situation, he must let the young general go. But from a selfish point of view, it may not be a good feeling to be chased by such a young man.
While he was hesitating, Ma Wu waved his hand, and a gap suddenly appeared in the rebel army's formation. The pressure on the Ming army, which was originally surrounded by water, was greatly reduced.
Zhang Yunlin took the lead and rushed out of the siege without looking back. Behind him, there were less than 300 teenagers!
In a short period of time, half of the people were left behind in the rebel formations forever.
When Zhang Yunlin ran away, the last boy left in the formation was slashed on the neck by Jia Mian'er, and his head was missing.
"Ma Wu, you are a rip-off!" Yang Tou's roar echoed in the rebel formation.
More than forty small and medium-sized leaders also gathered around him, glaring at Ma Wu angrily.
Ma Laoshi's face was calm, but Guan Si stood up and said slowly: "Brothers from Ma Wu's Department, listen, this guy is going against his master's wishes by freeing the officers and soldiers privately. Anyone who wants to kill him with me will be killed."
stand out!"
Liu Hui's face was ashen, and he stood with Jia Mian'er, whose face was covered with blood and was proud of himself. He did not say a word, but ordered his soldiers and horses to form a semicircle, surrounding Ma Wu, Zhao Hao and others.
At this time, 1,400 veterans of the Beijing camp by the river, under the leadership of Du Yu, had already set up lowered flags and knelt all over the ground, so they were not in danger.
More than twenty small and medium-sized leaders stood up. They were all promoted from the original group of servants.
Ma Wu smiled bitterly, looked at the more than 60 small and medium-sized leaders, and sighed: "Do you really want to kill me?"
A middle-aged man with a beard said loudly: "Brother Ma, I have known you for more than ten years and we are like brothers. You really shouldn't betray the Lord. This world is so big that there is no place for you!"
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Zhao Hao laughed and said, "Really? Do you believe that I can kill you with just one word?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Master Zhao, I have wanted to take your life long ago, but now I am here to take it..."
Before he could finish uttering the word "death", he was stabbed hard in the neck! The middle-aged man covered his neck. Before he died, the last scene that caught his eyes was a man holding a long knife in his hand, with a ferocious expression on his face.
Yangtou.
"Kill, leave no one behind!" Guan Si's voice, no matter what time, was very calm and steady.
"Since we are human beings, why bother to be dogs?" Ma Wu sighed and couldn't bear to look at these more than sixty poor people. "Whether they are heroes who command thousands of people, or they are humble slaves, you can't tell clearly."
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