Zuo Liangyu's guards were all experienced soldiers. They did not panic when they saw an ambush. They drew their swords and shields in preparation for resistance. Of course they were not afraid of the firecrackers in the hands of the red shirt regiment. Besides, it was very close to Wuchang City and could be used at any time.
There is no reason to just surrender when you get support.
When Zuo Liangyu just knelt down, he noticed that the atmosphere at the station was a bit strange, but his overconfidence caused him to ignore this feeling. It was not until an ambush appeared on the wall of the station that he realized that he had been ambushed. Before he could draw his sword, he
Hearing Hou Xun's exclamation: "No." Then he heard the sound of piercing the sky above his head. With the qualities he had developed through many years of fighting, he subconsciously rolled on the spot and actually dodged Liu Ziguang's thunder blow.
Liu Ziguang had no intention of capturing Zuo Liangyu alive. This man was difficult to subdue, so it would be easiest to kill him. However, Hou Xun didn't think so. He thought he was Zuo Liangyu's old superior and was confident that he could persuade him to surrender to the court and seize Huguang without bloodshed.
Only in this way can he show Hou Xun's ability, so when Liu Ziguang drew the knife, he screamed "no" in surprise. Although he could not stop Liu Ziguang from taking action, he saved Zuo Liangyu's life.
At the same time, the soldiers on the wall started shooting, and the sound of gunfire sounded like exploding beans. The left troops fell off their horses one after another. They were not out in battle, so they were not wearing armor. The bullets penetrated their thin shirts and beat them bloody.
Splash, a few people with iron shields moved forward desperately to rescue Zuo Liangyu, but they were knocked off their horses by the huge impact of the bullets. The horses were also shot and fell to the ground, rolling in pain. The soldiers on the wall
In an orderly manner, he withdrew the fired guns, cocked the trigger, pulled out the paper shells, inserted new bullets, and waited for another group of soldiers to finish firing, then continued to shoot. The two hundred cavalrymen brought by Zuo Liangyu were beaten by intensive firepower.
The man was on his back, unable to resist at all. However, a few soldiers who were closest to him rushed over, grabbed Zuo Liangyu and ran back.
Of course Liu Ziguang couldn't let the duck he got fly away. He flew forward and grabbed Zuo Liangyu. Two axle men came to meet him with their swords raised. They couldn't even get through a round before they were chopped into two pieces by him with their swords. Zuo Liangyu
Hearing the screams from behind, he knew that the two Ma Bian who had followed him for many years were dead, and he couldn't help but feel horrified. The man who could kill two of his highly skilled Ma Bian in one move must be a rare hero in the world. He couldn't help but
Looking back, he saw Liu Ziguang, whose face was covered in blood, smiling ferociously at him.
Taking advantage of the intervals between the red-shirted regiment's fire cannons, the soldiers of the Zuo army moved forward desperately, using their flesh and blood to protect Zuo Liangyu and running backwards. Several soldiers knew that they were not strong enough, but they still faced Liu Ziguang's knife and were chopped by him.
After falling down, he still held on tightly to the edge of the knife, and with blood spurting out of his mouth, he still shouted to himself: "Commander, leave quickly!"
Two soldiers held Zuo Liangyu's legs and pushed him onto the horse with all their strength. Before he could sit firmly, the two soldiers were hit in the head by bullets. They died without even making a sound. Zuo Liangyu's eyes were filled with tears.
Tears, Zuo Liangyu turned around and left. A group of soldiers with iron shields stood behind the horse to help him block the bullets, but their efforts were in vain in front of the gunfire. Zuo Liangyu only heard screams and bodies coming from behind.
He couldn't bear the sound of falling to the ground, and he didn't dare to look back. He could only lie on the horse's back and squeeze the horse's belly with all his strength, hoping to escape from this hell-like place as soon as possible.
But the war horse suddenly stopped, its two front hooves kept moving but could not move even half a step forward. Zuo Liangyu turned around and saw the young assassin holding the horse's tail with one hand and looking at him coldly. This
At that time, the sound of firecrackers also stopped, and a large number of soldiers jumped off the wall and ran over with guns in hand. They were surrounded by bodies. The two hundred soldiers brought out from the city had been wiped out.
Zuo Liangyu was a hero after all. Knowing that he couldn't run away, he stopped making futile efforts. He turned over and dismounted, letting the soldiers holding muskets surround him. He glanced at these men wearing ordinary imperial uniforms, and then looked at them.
Looking at Liu Ziguang, who was covered in blood and wearing the captain's armor, he said: "I must let Mr. Zuo die before I die. Who is your commander? Why do you want to take my head?"
"You are separatist and conspired to rebel. I have been ordered to kill the thieves. Please give me your head and I will give you a happy ending." Liu Ziguang said.
"I am the Marquis? Are you the Marquis of Zhenwu?" Zuo Liangyu thought to himself that there are only a few nobles in the imperial court who can carry swords into battle, and the only one who can reach the level of an enemy of ten thousand people is Liu Ziguang, the Marquis of Zhenwu. The first one sent by the imperial court
It makes sense for a fierce general to rush thousands of miles to take his own head, but he is still unwilling to give in. This is the city of Wuchang, and his tens of thousands of troops are in the city. If they hear the killing sound here, they will come quickly. If it can be delayed for a while,
There is still hope of turning defeat into victory.
At that moment, he smiled faintly and said: "I have heard for a long time that Marquis Zhenwu has unparalleled martial arts. It is not unfair for me to follow your example. It's just that it is not Zuo's style to confer heads like this. I have heard for a long time that Marquis Zhenwu has unparalleled martial arts. I can die because of you."
It's Zuo's honor to be killed by his sword. Come on, Zuo can fight Marquis Zhenwu for three hundred rounds and die with no regrets." As he spoke, he drew out his sword and made a neat swing.
Hou Xun also squeezed over at this time. Seeing that Zuo Liangyu had been surrounded, he ordered the troops: "Put down your weapons. General Zuo, as long as you surrender, the court can still let you live."
Of course the soldiers would not listen to Hou Xun's order and still aimed at Zuo Liangyu with blunderbuss. Liu Ziguang said in his heart that I didn't leave my wife and children and come thousands of miles away just to fight with you. Zuo Liangyu is famous no matter how bad he is.
It is unrealistic for the military commander to deal with him with just three or two moves. It is better to... Thinking of this, he quickly drew out his revolving gun and knocked down Zuo Liangyu with one shot. Commander Zuo has good martial arts skills since he was a child, and he can shoot the bow from left to right.
His archery skills were not put into use at all, and he was hit in the lung by a bullet. He was lying in the muddy water with blood coming from his mouth. His feet were slightly staring, and it seemed that the air was coming in but not coming out.
Then he blew the gun smoke from the muzzle and ordered: "Send the signal and let the gangsters start making trouble."
This was a long-planned strategy. No matter how the imperial team acted, as long as a signal was sent out, the Nanchang gangsters who had been lurking in Wuchang City would ignite the weapons buried in various important locations and create chaos in order to fish in troubled waters. However, the code was sent out
After that, there was no response for a long time. Could it be that Nanchang Fanzi capsized in the city?
At this point, we could only move forward and not retreat. Liu Ziguang ordered the soldiers to organize their equipment and march to Wuchang in formation. He wanted 300 men to capture Wuchang City. Hou Xun jumped in anger: "Liu Ziguang, you are too self-righteous. You can obviously make prisoners."
Why did you beat him to death?"
Liu Ziguang pushed Hou Xun away and said: "Our army will attack the city immediately. It is safer for Mr. Hou to hide behind." Then he asked his men to cut off Zuo Liangyu's head. It was pitiful that Zuo Liangyu, a hero, ended up like this.
, his head was cut off before he was completely dead, and he was thrown onto the artillery cart.
The three hundred men of the Red Shirt Regiment took out their armor and put it on. Their armor was imitated Spanish half-plate armor, stamped by a hydraulic press. It was cheap and highly protective. Their chests were also decorated with military rank symbols of the sun, moon and stars, and two belts.
Staggered on the shoulders, there are bullets with cardboard shells inserted on them. There are two leather bullet boxes on the front of the belt, one leather box on the back, and four hand-dropped bombs. In addition, there are also a bayonet that can be used as a bayonet and a hand-held melee weapon.
The single-edged sword is one foot and five inches long. In addition to long guns, every soldier is equipped with short bursts of short guns. This weapon is extremely useful in hand-to-hand combat. One person can quickly defeat three or four enemies.
The short musket is mounted in a leather holster and hung within easy reach of the right waist. The helmet is a shiny shrimp tail helmet, which can protect the back of the head very well. There are colorful golden pheasant feathers stuck on the top of the helmet, which is very attractive.
prestige.
The team formed a square formation, waiting for Liu Ziguang to give orders. Liu Ziguang also put on his armor and rode on a tall horse. He didn't talk nonsense, he just said simply: "The target is Wuchang City, follow the death battalion and advance!"
The flag bearer behind Liu Ziguang quickly shook out the rolled battle flag in his hand. This was the battle flag of the Red Shirt Regiment's predecessor, the Death Battalion. It had gone through the arduous Battle of Jinan. It was still stained with the blood of martyrs and still retained the holes for arrows.
, this flag is the soul of the Red Shirt Regiment. The three hundred elite soldiers present belong to the first battalion of the Red Shirt Regiment, which is the death camp. The officers and assistants inside are all old men of the death camp. When they see the battle flag, they naturally
With their blood boiling, they raised the sword in their hands and shouted: "Serve the death battalion, move forward!" Although the ordinary soldiers had not experienced the Battle of Jinan, they were all elite men who had undergone hard training. The fearless spirit of the officers deeply infected them.
The army shouted to advance, and marched forward bravely with long blunderbuss, rows of bayonets flashing in the rain, and three hundred men and horses advanced towards Wuchang Jiancheng. Hou Xun and his entourage stood behind stunned, Xiao Yu
Liu Zhijun was even more surprised when his clothes got wet. Only now did he understand that the imperial army only came with a few hundred people. How could they conquer Wuchang with just these people? Could it be that they were heavenly soldiers and generals?
It was not without reason that Liu Ziguang dared to attack Wuchang City with only 300 men. He had cannons and elite soldiers, and the so-called fortified city was just rubbish. Although there were tens of thousands of leftist troops in the city, they were leaderless after all, without the powerful Zuo Liangyu.
Commander, these people can't pee in a pot. It's just a fantasy for them, a bunch of veterans and thieves, to fight against the red shirt regiment, which has hundreds of refined soldiers and is equipped with hot weapons and equipment. The men are well-trained.
, well-equipped, and had just annihilated Zuo Liangyu and his bodyguards without any injuries. Their morale was high, and they were able to capture Wuchang in one go.
The light rain gradually stopped, and the sun emerged from the clouds. The morning sunshine shone on the polished armor of the soldiers of the death battalion, a brilliant bright silver. Under the brim of the helmet were young and heroic faces. They followed the beat of the drummer on the artillery car.
They advance steadily to the beat of the drums. The number of people is small, but they are like a torrent of steel, unstoppable.