Zhao Yingyuan and Tan Qi jumped out of the horse and rushed towards Ma Degong's servant.
At the end of the Ming Dynasty, both the official army and the rebel army had a habit of pouring limited resources into their core confidants.
Every general supports his servants, no matter how many people they have in name or how many losses they suffer, as long as those few hundred confidants and servants are still there, they can easily revive.
Ma gained merit and returned to the Qing court, and he also had three to four hundred servants at his disposal. This was his lifeblood.
Zhao Yingyuan and Tan Qiyi, leading the rebels on the left and right, surrounded them and quickly entered the battle.
Zhao Yingyuan's calculation was very accurate. After being full, the Qing army lost vigilance, was suddenly attacked, and was in disarray. Almost everyone was incompletely dressed. Some had weapons but not armor, and some had snatched bows.
But he lost his arrow and became confused.
With such soldiers and horses, there was no way they could defeat their opponents, so these servants protected the horses and ran towards Changcheng Ridge.
Zhao Yingyuan's eyes gleamed and he shouted excitedly, "Ma Degong, you are here too. Where did your arrogance in chasing me down go?"
He fought bravely to take the lead, swinging the long knife in his hand. Every time the knife fell, a Qing soldier fell.
Zhao Yingyuan didn't have to put in any effort to make up for the damage. The rebels following him were rude and swung their sharp blades to harvest the lives of the Qing army. In a short period of time, more than fifty servants were killed.
Ma Degong's eyes were red and his heart was bleeding.
This is his family's son and lifeblood. After decades of military service, he can only save this little.
There are obviously no famous bandits in Shandong, so how can they be so good at fighting?
How did the Laiwu County Magistrate report it?
When I get out, I will definitely cut off his head!
Ma Degong swore and swore, but it was in vain. It was more important to escape. He could only run away madly towards the mountain road from where he came. Zhao Yingyuan was chasing after him.
Servants continued to be killed, and the rest had no choice but to flee in a hurry. There were less than twenty people who could still follow Ma Degong. At this time, they reached a rugged mountain road, and it was difficult for the war horses to move.
One of the servants said to Ma Degong: "Headquarters, abandon your horse and run away from here. The lowly officials will hold you back for a while!"
Ma Degong was stunned for a moment. There was no doubt that breaking the rear at this moment would mean death.
"Good brother, as long as Ma is still alive, I will take care of your wife, children, and children."
The horse was not polite when he got the gong. He threw away the war horse and even the fish scale armor that was not firmly tied to the body. He only carried a sword and followed the mountain road up.
At this moment, Zhao Yingyuan came to kill him, and Ma Degong's servants screamed and rushed towards him in a desperate attempt.
There were more and more rebels, and these dozen people were all killed.
Looking at their corpses, Zhao Yingyuan spat hard.
"It's a pity that I didn't catch the horse successfully!"
Tan Qi, who rushed over, smiled and said, "Prince Zhao, I don't think you need to worry, the man named Ma can't run away."
"Can't run away?" Zhao Yingyuan raised his head and looked around. He found that the mountains and plains were filled with teams of militiamen and even porters...
Zhao Yingyuan suddenly realized that yes, Zhu Yiyuan was not King Li Chuang, nor the Ming Dynasty, nor the Qing Dynasty.
He fought in Laiwu and had an unparalleled home field advantage.
The Qing army that had been dispersed had no fighting spirit and fell into the hands of the militiamen. It was just a side dish. You could eat it how you wanted!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yingyuan couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, "Three thousand Qing dogs, one general soldier of the two dynasties, is enough for Mr. Zhu to become famous all over the world."
The battle at this moment has reached its final stage. Except for Ma Degong who has disappeared without a trace, more than 200 of his more than 300 servants have died, and the rest have basically been captured.
Other Qing troops were also defeated, leaving corpses everywhere.
After counting, more than a thousand Qing soldiers were killed, and the total number of prisoners was more than 800, and many escaped. However, with the cooperation of the militiamen, not many of these people could escape.
There is no doubt that Zhu Yiyuan won a big victory.
However, Zhu Yiyuan's face was not very good-looking, because more than 180 soldiers from the rebel army had died, and there were more than 100 wounded.
"Tell the civilians that all the wounded must be carried down properly, settled and taken care of. The names of the soldiers who died in the battle must be recorded, and a martyrs' ancestral hall will be set up just outside Dawen Village. Also, next, Laiwu will divide the land and grant
The land deed must be placed in front of the Martyrs' Shrine, so that everyone can know where the land comes from."
"In particular, we need to make it clear to the people that without the sacrifices of the soldiers, they would not be where they are today. Anyone who dares to despise the military or say anything slanderous about the heroes will be severely punished."
"In addition, the pension for the dead and injured soldiers must be strictly implemented. Each person will receive sixty taels of silver and six stones of food per year for a total of ten years. If the family has any difficulties, they must be helped to solve them."
After Zhu Yiyuan announced these orders, he went over in person and carried the bodies with the soldiers.
Carefully, place each corpse in place, wipe off the blood on the face, and cover it with a white cloth. Some broken limbs and internal organs must be carefully arranged and sewn shut with threads.
Every time a corpse is sorted, the name must be written down.
Zhu Yiyuan was extremely serious and meticulous in his work.
To respect the dead is to strengthen the living.
Zhao Yingyuan looked at it from a distance and sighed in his heart, even King Chuang could only say a generous burial, but compared to this young man, it was really far behind.
If he just does this, will it really work?
After Zhu Yiyuan finished his work, Zhao Yingyuan came over and said casually: "Master Zhu, as the leader of a party, you are in charge of the overall situation and are decisive in killing. As for some small things, I don't think you need to do it yourself."
Zhu Yiyuan smiled and said, "General Zhao, I think human life is at stake and it is not a small matter... By the way, General Zhao, didn't you say you wanted to talk to me about something?"
Zhao Yingyuan was stunned and said with a wry smile: "It's not a big deal, it's just that I have been fighting all my life. I heard that Mr. Zhu wants to equalize the land. I want to ask for a piece of land. I can peacefully be a farmer. I don't know what Mr. Zhu can do for the rest of my life.
Can’t agree?”
You don't want to be a general, you want to farm.
Zhu Yiyuan smiled and said, "Of course there is no problem with this. According to the rules, General Zhao can get five acres of land. With this battle, according to the soldiers, there will be a total of eight acres of land. Is General Zhao satisfied?"
"Satisfied." Zhao Yingyuan said with a smile: "I have asked, Mr. Zhu only wants 15% of the land tax, and eight acres of land is enough for me, Old Zhao, to eat and drink."
Zhu Yiyuan pondered for a moment, then said: "General Zhao, I want to ask, do you believe that I can defeat the Qing court and let you live a peaceful life as a farmer?"
Zhao Yingyuan frowned, took a deep breath, raised his head and sighed: "I don't know either, I hope God bless Mr. Zhu."
Zhu Yiyuan shook his head, "God will not bless anyone... Only by our own efforts. From top to bottom, everyone contributes their talents and courage, and strives for victory, only then can we hope to defeat the Qing court. As for General Zhao just now
It's a small thing, but in my opinion, each of them is the same as Zhu Yiyuan. We are like-minded brothers, and the unfinished business they have not completed needs to be completed by us living people."
When Zhao Yingyuan heard this, he was suddenly shocked and looked at Zhu Yiyuan blankly. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted.
"Caught, caught!"
I saw a few common people herding sheep escorting a naked guy over here.
Everyone looked around and saw that it was Ma Degong!
"This guy was running in the mountains. His clothes were torn and his buttocks were bare. We went over and took a look. We saw that the torn trousers were still made of silk. We knew he was someone, so we arrested him."
Ma Degong almost wanted to cry. He had been fighting all his life, but the last lesson he learned was not to wear silk in your middle coat!
"Ma Degong surrendered to the Qing court, slaughtered the people, and committed a heinous crime. When the Heroes' Shrine is built, he will be beheaded in front of the Heroes' Shrine!"
The horse was captured and the battle was won.
The rebel soldiers returned to Dawen Village happily and joyfully.
This time they passed through Laiwu County again.
"Master Zhu, can we enter the city?" Huang Ying gritted her teeth, "Go and settle the score with that dog official!"
Zhu Yiyuan's face darkened, and he nodded slightly, "Okay!"
Huang Ying was overjoyed and immediately led his people towards Laiwu County. To their surprise, Master Fang was waiting outside with a bitter look on his face, "Don't look for me anymore. Your Majesty has already run away. This old beast,
He ran away on his own, leaving me to take the blame." This chapter has been completed!
