Chapter 446: Just fire and kill the general and scare the city

A few hours ago, I heard that the commander of this operation was the deputy general of Yongping Zhongtunwei. Now the deputy general is leading a large army to respond again, which is really ridiculous.

The Jizhen cavalry who came to inform him was quite talkative and explained:

"Since I received the notice, my elders have sent people to wait nearby. Today I heard a message from nearby farmers saying that the horse bandits were besieging a convoy. My elders were wondering if it was a convoy from Shandong. Ji Town did not dare to neglect, so my elders led the army to come in person."

Zhang Kun, behind the main gate of the chariot, had a gloomy face and waved his hand back. The musket soldiers who were waiting for the battle put down their muskets. When the personal soldiers who came to inform him saw this scene, they hurriedly bowed and thanked:

"My adult will arrive soon. The wilderness here is also afraid of misunderstandings from Shandong. This is the only one who sent a small report to the small man. Let the villain go back now and ask my adult to lead his troops to pick him up."

After saying that, he bowed again, and ran back to the way he came. A boss ran out and said:

"Sir, there is no village or shop here. I suddenly lead a large army to pick it up. There must be a conspiracy!!"

Zhang Kun did not speak up and looked back at the chariot formation that was circled in circles. The soldiers were all ready and the artillery was set up inside and outside. However, such small fortifications may also have large infantry attacks against cavalry and large groups of infantry. It is hard to say whether it can be supported.

Xiang Fuyi, deputy general of the Yongping Zhongtun Guard, was an army general who came to Ji Town two years ago. Since Hong Chengchou led the Qin soldiers, Ji soldiers and Liao soldiers out of the pass, and Songshan was defeated and the entire army was wiped out, Ji Town has become extremely empty.

However, there are many passes and passes from Shanhaiguan to Shuntian Prefecture. In recent years, the three guards of the Duoyan and the tribes of the Eastern Mongolian have either surrendered to the Tartars outside the pass. They no longer surrendered to the Ming Dynasty and began to enter the country to plunder. The northern Zhili area is an important place in the capital. As a result, the Jing camp that can still be used around the capital was removed and placed in Jizhen to guard it.

These remaining troops from Jing camp and Jizhen combined together to form the current Jizhen border soldiers. However, these border soldiers were not strong in combat, so they could not form their own system. Shanhaiguan General Gao Dizhe did not suffer much loss in the Battle of Songshan because of his strength.

As a result, he controlled the area of ​​Jizhen. Around the capital, except for the military pay that could be paid more than others, the rest was not worth any benefit. The capital was surrounded by royalty and powerful people. Who would pay attention to the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp? When they came to Jizhen to guard them, at least there was a large area of ​​land to cultivate. Those who were the generals also had real benefits. Since ancient times, military generals wanted to speak and do things with their backs straight, but they were simply to be able to meet their own military needs.

If he has food and money to supply his own troops, his officers and soldiers will of course be obedient. When these officers and soldiers who came to Jizhen were at a disadvantage, of course they were unwilling to give up the territory they obtained.

Moreover, the so-called construction of the so-called military farm in Hejian Prefecture in Shandong has been transmitted to Jizhen.

The soldiers and generals from Ji Town have just gotten the benefits. How could they give up so easily? Xiang Fu Yi once told his subordinates that when he came to Ji Town, he knew the majesty of the military generals in the feudal towns.

At present, the location of the Jiaozhou Camp advance team is not far from Yongping Zhongtunwei, and it did not take too much time for Xiang Fuyi to come with a large number of troops.

Three thousand cavalry and more than two thousand infantrymen were always a little disconnected during the march, so I sent someone out to report it. By the way, I also gathered the formation in the distance to stabilize it.

When the personal soldier who reported the message came back on a horse, he said that the Shandong team opposite agreed politely, saying that he was waiting for the adults to lead the troops forward to respond. He sneered at Fu Yi and issued an order with officials at all levels.

When the deputy general Xiang Fu Yi came to pick him up in a mighty manner, he found that the small team in Shandong did not relax their vigilance, but did not hold on to the chariot formation. Judging from this, except for the necessary guards left in the chariot formation, almost all the others came out.

The advance team in Shandong obviously did not come out to line up to welcome him. Instead, they formed a battle formation, with four hundred soldiers forming a small square formation of twenty by twenty. The remaining dozens of people were guarding behind the cannons of the chariot formation with muskets.

Zhang Kun did not wear a helmet and stood in front of the formation with open hands. Seeing the Shandong advance team's decorations, Yongping soldiers and horses rushed over were unexpected.

The deputy general of Yongping Zhongtun Guard, Xiang Fu Yi, held the horse and looked at the small team in front of him hesitantly. He didn't know what the other party was going to do. After hesitating for a moment, he heard Zhang Kun standing in front of the formation clasping his fists and saying:

"Sir Xiang, the troops from Xiaguan came to Yongping Mansion from afar. There were many dangers along the way. I was relieved when I saw the soldiers and horses of the Lord today. Finally, I was much safer."

After saying that, Zhang Kun bowed politely, and was so polite and standing in front of the formation without weapons. Deputy General Xiang Fuyi felt relieved. Perhaps there were too many bandits along the way, so he was so cautious.

Xiang Fu Yi took a horse and took a few steps forward, shouting loudly:

"I am already leading troops to pick me up. Please don't worry, please follow me on the road with you with peace of mind. Everything is covered by my Ji Town military guards. Please rest assured."

After saying this, the cavalry in Ji Town leaned forward quite "kindly". Xiang Fuyi thought a little. His shouting from such a distance would definitely make people think that the other party did not trust him. He hesitated. Deputy General Xiang also beat the horse and approached him.

Although a large number of troops moved forward and approached, the Shandong advance team did not respond much, which made Xiang Fuyi even more thought that the other party might be really not hostile and asked him to come to rescue him.

At this moment, I heard Zhang Kun from there speak loudly:

"Sir, come and talk to you. My general has some private matters to inform you of yourselves!!"

What general is not your private official title in Shandong. The general Zhang Jiang of Hebei has never known him, so he can tell himself about any private matters. But now he has to make the other party believe that he has no malice, and going forward means going forward. There are so many people here, but he can still turn against him.

After giving a few instructions to Fu Yi and the people around him, he ran towards the front by himself. More than a dozen personal soldiers behind him also rode their horses to follow him. Looking at Zhang Kun standing in front, he was indeed unprepared, bowing slightly, with a smile on his face, and politely.

The deputy general of Yongping Zhongtun Guard laughed in his heart to Fu Yi. He thought that Shandong soldiers said they were strong, but in fact they were so stupid.

Surrounded by the personal guards, Xiang Fuyi arrived at about forty steps in front of Zhang Kun, stopped the horse, and smiled and said:

"What does Commander Zhang have to say? Please tell me now!"

The stopping of these forty steps is quite particular. The bow and arrow can shoot about fifty steps, but raising the shield at this distance is enough to defend. The strength is not too strong. The musket is too large, and no matter it is a long spear or a short spear, it is impossible to hide it on the body and see no signs.

But seeing Xiang Fuyi's distance was so far, Zhang Kun's face darkened. He spoke loudly:

"Sir, there are indeed important things to report to the lower officials. How could our general's personal affairs be told in public?"

After saying this, Zhang Kun shouted at the top of his voice:

"Sir Xiang is so careful. Come and see if the lord is sincere, but you are so cautious. When the seriously injured bandit wakes up, we will ask what happened and then make a fuss!!"

While speaking, Zhang Kun actually circled around the place and asked the other party to see if he had weapons on his body. Hearing the words "seriously injured horse bandit", the deputy general Xiang Fu Yi's heart beat a few times, knowing that this matter cannot be delayed. Besides, seeing that Zhang Kun did not carry any weapons, he really felt that there was no danger.

He said in a row:

"How can Commander Zhang say this? I came here to pick up the troops from Shandong. How could there be such a bad move? I will come here."

He was passionate. But he was just a few more than ten steps forward by horse racing. About twenty steps away from Zhang Kun, Zhang Kun, deputy garrison of the advance team's ground regiment, looked even more ugly. He said coldly:

"Since Lord Xiang is still so careful, please come back. Shandong soldiers and horses are enough to protect themselves. I guess we will be able to come to Yongping Zhongtunwei in the afternoon."

Originally, the talk was well done, but suddenly it broke down. Looking at Zhang Kun, she looked aggrieved. Xiang Fu Yi was anxious and quickly grabbed the horse with his legs and greeted:

"General Zhang, why bother to hurt the harmony..."

At this time, Zhang Kun turned around with a smile, and said with a smile:

"Sir, there is something to report to the officials in the lower dynasty. Our Shandong muskets can indeed be shot far away..."

After saying that, Zhang Kun fell straight to the back. Xiang Fuyi was shocked when he heard this and was about to turn around quickly, but he moved. The rows of the queue behind Zhang Kun had already raised muskets. The advance team had almost two hundred muskets, and at this time they were all placed in front of the array.

At this moment, more than a hundred muskets fired in scattered. On the horse, the more than a dozen personal soldiers brought by Fu Yi and the horse could not catch up with the lead bullets from the ground, whether they retreated or dismounted.

Some people also avoided the first round of shooting by luck, but this time the fire was two rounds, and the second round was slightly paused and then hit. The two rounds of shooting were not to ensure accurate and effective killing. The first round of shooting was more precise and to be more precise, to clean up the person in front of Xiang Fuyi.

The second round of shooting was aiming at Xiang Fuyi. When Xiang Fuyi saw and heard more than 5,000 troops in the territory, his own adults inexplicably rode forward, and then the other party shot a volley.

The deputy general of Yongping Zhongtun Guard and more than a dozen personal soldiers around him were even drowned by the metal storm before they could even scream. Between Jizhen's troops and Shandong advance team, they were immediately filled with smoke.

The quality of gunpowder in this era is not good, and the so-called "battlefield fog" effect is too strong. However, everyone knows that the military officers of Jizhen have finished their own adults. The warlords that began in the middle of the Ming Dynasty were extremely serious in the late Ming Dynasty, and the so-called military forces were in general.

A general represents an army. With him, his army will have food, salary and territory. If he were not there, then everything would be spared.

As soon as Xiang Fuyi died, the more than 5,000 horse-school soldiers who followed him immediately became in chaos. If it were Jiaozhou camp, morale would be damaged, but there would be a deputy general to continue to command the battle. But in the hearts of these soldiers, Xiang Fuyi would probably have big problems in the future, and where should he go.

To them, being a soldier is a job of filling their stomachs and has no other meaning, so in a hurry, no one wants to organize an attack.

This so-called haste is actually very short. When the gunshot was finished, Zhang Kun rolled out of the ground and got up, trotting back to the formation.

The smoke filled the front. But this square formation was still as motionless as a mountain. The first few rows of soldiers holding muskets had already run to the back lineup. They had no spears, and each of them pulled out the sword at their waists.

Someone handed Zhang Kun a spear, and Zhang Kun took the spear and brought the helmet on his back. At this time, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated. There were more than 5,000 horse-striking soldiers on the other side. Zhang Kun pulled down his iron face. He sang loudly and shouted:

"Enemy, ahead, brothers, come with me!!!"

At this time, among the more than 5,000 soldiers in Jizhen, Xiang Fu Yi's confidant had just reacted. On the one hand, he thought that the Shandong team was very brave, and on the other hand, he wanted to kill Xiang Fu Yi's murderer and avenge him. Whoever could control this army without a leader would be able to control.

Just as they were about to give a passionate speech, they saw the other party's small army rushing out of the smoke, and the so-called strong formation was like a mountain.

Disciplined and neat formation will put great pressure on people, let alone Shandong's army of battles. Zhang Kun stood first on the right side of the first row, with a mask on his face, and the rest of the soldiers were all very strong, with the two armies less than two hundred steps away. But this small team still used trots for this distance.

Looking at the soldiers wearing iron armor and holding spears, silent and silent soldiers rushed towards them, and did not escape, the soldiers and horses in Yongping Zhongtun Guard were panicked.

It is indeed necessary to jog like this, because the ten small cannons behind them either raised the angle or set it towards both sides of the team.

The shells flew over Zhang Kun's head and hit the opponent's Jizhen soldiers and horses. Their wings were even more in chaos. These Shandong soldiers were so brave that they dared to blatantly merge with friendly forces. The Jizhen soldiers and horses completely forgot that their purpose was to fight against each other this time.

Perhaps in the eyes of these Ming officers and soldiers, only one side with a large number of people could do such a thing as a fire and black man. This small team from Shandong was harassed all the way, extremely tired, and so few people. There were so many courageous people there, and they actually dared to attack the other side.

But the problem was that the shells were almost two rounds behind. The soldiers in Jizhen, standing in the forefront, were really injured. This kind of light cannon with one or two pounds had no effect on siege, but the effect of attacking these soldiers was really great. The small team actually had such a powerful weapon. There were also several cannons on Yongping Zhongtunwei, but these cannons were placed in the city and were not dragged out to attack. Who would have thought that there would be such a time to fight?

The artillery attack only took two rounds, and the small team led by Zhang Kun was only a few dozen steps away from the Yongping Zhongtun Guard's military formation.

The artillery only causes chaos, but it is impossible to cause any destructive blow. The formation of more than 5,000 people will now be killed by their companions behind them even if they turn their heads and escape. At present, they can only fight.

Many of the soldiers and horses from Ji Town, Yongping Zhongtunwei, were prepared for the battle. The advance team, a small team of twenty to twenty, did not care about the preparations made by the opposite team. Zhang Kun slowed down slightly, and the soldiers of this team also followed slowly and made some adjustments.

"Drink!" Zhang Kun put the spear in his hand flat and shouted. The soldiers in the first, second, third row and advanced team also flattened the spears.

"Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!" Everyone in this small team shouted loudly, and their steps began to become very rhythmic, moving forward step by step. On the one hand, the loud shouting was to replace the snare drum to control the rhythm of the step point, and on the other hand, to add momentum toward forward.

In fact, the speed of such advancement is actually much faster than the trot just now. It is only a distance of thirty steps. The soldiers of Yongping Zhongtun Guard on the opposite side are suddenly in an uproar. Who would have thought that these Shandong soldiers rushed over without hesitation. There was no open space in front of them, but more than 5,000 soldiers.

Looking at dozens of spears pointing at him in a cold light, he rushed over and shouted, "How to block the opponent's spear? It's hard to guarantee that he was stabbed to death by the person beside him. He wanted to use a shield to cover it, but he didn't even have a shield in his hand. He leaned against this ragged suit. What could he block?

Even the cavalry on the horse were extremely panicked. Seeing that the opponent's small team was a hedgehog, he was surrounded by the opponent and he couldn't stop him!

The soldiers of Yongping Zhongtun guards who were on the assault surface of the advance team were about ten steps away, and they were already dispersing to both sides in panic, but if the cavalry was maneuvering in the large open space, they were already arranged. It would be difficult to launch again.

But people cannot underestimate their desire to survive. The cavalry officers and soldiers of Yongping Zhongtun Guard were in chaos and furious, and they forced a way out for the platoon.

Originally, Zhang Kun and the soldiers in the first row were all holding back their strength to meet the enemy assassination, but this force was accumulated in their arms and did not stab it out. Because the enemies in front of them were dodging one after another.

Seeing the enemies separated like a tide in front of him, Zhang Kun and his companions shouted and continued to move forward regardless of the situation. Such sudden chaos was always squeezed to the point where they could not move. At this time, they were about to start killing.

The officers and soldiers of Ji Town waved their swords, arrows and spears in despair in despair to rush forward, but they couldn't rush forward, and even did not do all the movements during the squeezing. There were already a few blood holes in their chests and abdomen, and they immediately lost their strength and fell to the ground.

Zhang Kun made his movements as standard as possible, and his arms would not move forward and backward more than half a foot, or even shorter. But for the sharp spear blade, it was already deep into the enemy's key points and pulled out, and this action would be fatal to kill.

Some Jizhen soldiers rushed to the front, but they were only lucky enough to avoid the first row of spears, and the second row of spears in the third row. There were constant scolding and screams on the battlefield in a mess, but no matter what, they could not cover the rhythm of the advance team's loud shouting.

The soldiers of the Yongping Zhongtun Guard who were in front of him fell one after another. But the most killing of this platoon was the one behind the back, the Jiaozhou soldiers who had thrown their muskets were holding swords in their hands and chopping and killing at both sides. When the spear was rushing in as a vanguard, the people on both sides were either dodging their backs or sideways, and could not even show a fighting stance.

At that time, the musket soldiers who threw away the muskets could use their swords to slash and kill them. The swords were more shocking than the spears stabbing on their bodies, and blood was splattering. Of course, the assassination of the spears was often more deadly and silently killed. The swords were slashing on their bodies, with huge wounds and a large amount of blood loss, but they were not allowed to die for a while, but they screamed loudly. Such a scene made the onlookers even more frightened.
To be continued...