Zhu Mingxia had a gloomy face all the way, and Huang Xiong kept muttering to himself as he watched, not knowing what the leader was thinking. He was a former soldier in Dengzhou, and he was always used to trying to figure out his boss's intentions. As long as his boss had a gloomy face, he would panic.
, and it’s hard to ask, so I can only follow him honestly.
"Huang Xiong, do you think there are too few people I brought out?"
When Huang Xiong heard Zhu Mingxia's question, he perked up and immediately said: "Report to the captain, this containment team consists of two infantry companies, an axis heavy company, a rural brave company, a cavalry squad, and a working group.
There are four hundred and seventy people in total, which is not a small number."
"It's enough to take in refugees." Zhu Mingxia glanced at Huang Xiong coldly, and then said: "But if you want to do something other than taking in refugees, this is not enough."
"Captain, what are your plans?"
"Humph - I just want to complain."
Of course, Huang Xiong didn't understand the meaning of complaining, but he also knew that Zhu Mingxia meant what he said. If the boss wanted to talk, it was best for subordinates to listen patiently. Any interruption would be asking for trouble, so he kept his head down and kept silent.
Follow your boss and listen carefully to what Zhu Mingxia says, for fear of missing anything.
"Huang Xiong, our army is brave and good at fighting. You can fight ten with one, and you are trained by me personally. You are all solid soldiers." Zhu Mingxia pointed in the direction of Dengzhou, "You are far from what those losers in Dengzhou can compete with. I
There are two thousand people in the northward detachment. Even though the number is small, if we want to break through Dengzhou City, we can still do it. The result? We can only huddle on Qimu Island because we want to avoid direct military conflict."
Huang Xiong was once a soldier in Dengzhou. After the rebels broke through the city and heard the news of the massacre of local soldiers and civilians in the city, he felt quite sad. However, the leaders had been standing still, and he, a small officer, could not say anything. Hearing Zhu Mingxia's words
He said, unable to help but let out a sigh.
"We can't even attack Huang County. It is a barrier for the rebels to defend us. Once we attack Huang County, it will be a serious war. Kong Youde and Li Jiucheng will have to mobilize a large army to fight us to the death. Of course we will fight them.
It's nothing - it's easy. But after all, my current mission is not to fight the rebels, otherwise it would be much easier to capture Huang County than me wandering around here collecting refugees."
The Senate's intervention in the Jiaodong Peninsula had a great impact on history. Although the refugee camp on Qimu Island does not appear to be a military camp to the outside world, there are still thousands of people gathering there. To put it nicely, it is a refugee, but to put it bluntly, it is a potential
A large group of bandits. In the eyes of people at the time, if so many people gathered together, even if they were not bandits, they would not be good birds. If one day there is not enough food, they would be humanoid locusts.
Shortly after occupying Dengzhou, the rebels immediately attacked Huangxian, preparing to use Huangxian as a stronghold to consolidate their rear. The offensive to Laizhou was to expand the scope of activities. The capture of Huangxian was to ensure a reliable position on the outskirts of Dengzhou.
The supporting point - once the imperial court wants to attack, the first batch of officers and soldiers will definitely attack from the direction of Huang County.
Because Qimu Island has gathered a large number of refugees, the number of rebels attacking Huang County this time was not only more than recorded in history. After capturing Huang County, the rebels were more active in capturing young men to enrich their own strength.
If he didn't take the initiative to pick up these refugees, he was afraid that none of them would be able to escape and they would all be captured. Zhu Mingxia nicknamed this collection as the "Operation to Plunder the Younger Brothers". What he had to do was to try not to fight or do as little as possible.
In the case of war, plunder the population from under the opponent's nose. "Can't we just overturn the rebels!" He wailed in his heart more than once.
The containment team arrived at an abandoned village amid Zhu Mingxia's vomiting. The buildings in this village were relatively intact, with tattered fences and barely recognizable earth walls. It would be more suitable to set up camp here if the local area could replenish water. Zhu Mingxia immediately
A search team was ordered to be sent into the village to conduct a search.
"There is no one in the village! There is a well -" the scout hesitated, "someone has thrown a body into the well. It cannot be used anymore."
Wang Qisuo, the scout sent to search the village, reported. He was a local salt lord, could speak the dialects of Dengzhou and surrounding areas, and was quite smart. His training results were very good, so Zhu Mingxia chose him to join the advancing column.
He became a scout in the army, specializing in assisting the regular army's scouts in their local activities.
"It seems that the rebels have already arrived." Zhu Mingxia said. Throwing corpses into the well destroyed the necessary conditions for local survival and forced the local people to flee. Even if someone was lucky enough not to be captured by the rebels, they would not be able to continue.
Stay in the village.
Zhu Mingxia had no doubt that if it hadn't been snowing recently and it was difficult to start a fire, the rebels would have completely burned the village.
But this is a suitable relay camp. If there is no clean water source, collecting snow from the ground will be enough - if you just want fuel, then you have to demolish the houses. Zhu Mingxia thought to himself, anyway, the people in this village don't know how to do it.
came back.
He ordered some personnel to be left in garrison, including some of the refugees collected along the way, and placed them in empty houses to light fires to keep warm. They were allowed to rest temporarily. Others used the debris in the village and some axes to build a copycat version of the street fort to block the east and west ends.
, laying mines on the north and south sides of the village to prevent sneak attacks.
He led the large troops to move forward, and sent out all the cavalry in his hands to proactively contact the largest group of refugees. When encountering small groups of enemies, he directly annihilated them. Zhu Mingxia estimated that the rebels would probably send a small number of cavalry to harass the refugees and slow them down.
The traveling speed makes it easier for follow-up troops to capture. Of course, it is also possible that some skirmishers will come out to rob.
On the frozen land of Shandong, more than a hundred refugees huddled together, and several were lying motionless on the ground, with blood gurgling from their wounds. A dozen executioners were riding horses happily looking at their trophies. They
They were the rebels under Kong Youde, and there were about a dozen other cavalrymen like them. They had only one purpose in going out on a large scale: to rob the refugees, plunder the young and beautiful women, and take away their belongings. The others were not concerned about life or death.
This kind of robbery can sometimes lead to good treasures, and there is not much risk. Many rebels are happy to do this.
The leader, a bald-browed man, was the first to jump off his horse and wanted to take a closer look at the women among the refugees. However, everyone lowered their heads and huddled up. They reluctantly grabbed their hair and forced their heads up. Their eyebrows were black and smoky, making it difficult to see clearly. They suddenly became furious and raised their heads.
The knife slashed two more refugees to death. He opened his mouth and shouted: "Grandma, you are a bitch. Women, hurry up and come to the uncle. I will sharpen my knife one by one and chop you all down."
As he spoke, he raised the knife and wanted to kill the third person. Before the knife could be cut down, someone shouted: "Cavalry!"
Bald Eyebrow followed the sound and saw a small group of cavalry running slowly towards them more than a hundred feet away. Bald Eyebrow abandoned the refugees and quickly picked up his knife and got on his horse - the view immediately was better.
Tumei was also a cavalryman in Liao Town in the past, and fought against the Manchus in Liaodong. Although he lost every battle, he was always safe and sound with his horse control skills and ability to seize the best opportunity to escape.
With this ability of escaping, he worked hard and became the captain. However, Mao Wenlong was awarded too many official positions in Pidao, so after his death, the official title of Dongjiang General was several levels lower. Bald Eyebrow was just a
Take the total.
Years of experience in escaping made him very cautious about enemies, especially enemies on horseback, because the biggest threat to the fleeing cavalry was the chasing cavalry.
Putting his feet on the stirrups, he stood up straight. Looking over, he saw that these cavalry were not wearing armor, and they were dressed like never before: they were wearing gray cloaks and tall hats on their heads. They were marching towards him in double columns.
Come
The comers were unkind, and the number of both sides was about the same. Bald Eyebrow and the rebels under him were also people who had seen the battle formation. Seeing that the other side had no strength advantage and no one was wearing armor, they did not flee, but gathered together and planned to
Let's do a cavalry charge.
Although the Liaodong cavalry performed mediocrely when facing the Manchus, they could still fight with them. Guan Nei was even known as the "Iron Cavalry," so neither Bald Mei nor his cavalry regarded the dozen or so cavalry in front of them as one.
What's going on - although both sides are evenly matched in terms of military strength.
However, the opponent did not draw their swords and charge directly. Instead, they reined in their horses seven or eighty feet away. Except for three or four riders, all the others dismounted and formed a row.
Bald Eyebrow pulled down the iron helmet on his head, and was a little confused. Could it be that the other party was dismounting and preparing to shoot with a bow? He had seen the Tatars do this in Liaodong, but this distance was really far away - even with a strong bow and a hard arrow.
The famous Tatar would not dismount from his horse and shoot arrows from such a distance. He waved his hand and said: "Come on, everyone! Let's kill for a while!"
More than a dozen cavalrymen drew their swords at the same time and charged forward on horseback.
Because the number of people on both sides was very small, Bald Eyebrow did not order his men to adopt any formation, and just pounced on them.
Almost at the same time as they were galloping, there was a crisp explosion in their ears.
"Too early!" Bald Eyebrow roared, firing a gun from such a distance was just a loud sound! He lowered his head, clamped his legs around the horse's belly, and continued to gallop.
However, gunshots from the second row rang out soon, and the horse of a rebel cavalry suddenly fell, followed by another.
The gunshots became more intensive, and the opponent's cannon seemed to be able to fire continuously! Before they had run a distance of twenty feet, three or four people had already fallen down. When another person fell down, everyone did not wait for orders, but all fired in unison.
He turned the horse's head in circles, whipped it wildly on its butt several times, and chose to run away without saying a word.
The rescued refugees looked at these cavalrymen in horror. They didn't know what the new group of people were going to do. Fortunately, they could understand each other's language. After some exchanges, they found out that the other party was from Qimu Island and had come to take them to Qimu Island.
Qimu Island took refuge on Mu Island. Qimu Island was not originally a place for these refugees, but they had no other choice in front of these cavalry who had just killed someone.
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