Chapter 4: Rebellion (Sixth Middle School) Perhaps due to being too imprudent, in early April, rumors that Tang Gong Li Yuan was planning to contact his nephew to start a rebellion began to spread among the people. However, it was different from the situation where similar rumors were widely spread in the past. The rumors had just started this time, but strangely they died down quickly. His Majesty the Emperor, who was far away in Jiangdu, was not alarmed at all. Dongdu, which was close to Hedong Road, did not send an envoy to verify the matter. Only the King of Yue was there. Yang Tong sent a handwritten letter to Li Yuan in the name of supervising the country, praising him for his loyalty and dedication to the country for many years.
At this precarious moment, no sane person would blatantly provoke the country's pillar minister based on a rumor without any basis. Moreover, Tang Gong Li Yuan's nephew, the champion general Li Xu, was leading 40,000 county soldiers at this moment. Hundreds of thousands of warriors fought fiercely on the east bank of Jishui. The two sides were fighting inextricably. Any external interference would be enough to affect the entire battle.
This battle has been going on for more than ten days. Judging from the current situation, the government troops with less than half the opponent's number still firmly hold the initiative on the battlefield. The two county towns near the Jishui River, Yangwu and Yuanwu, are still controlled by the government. In the hands of the army, Xingze City, which had hoarded a large amount of supplies for the Wagang Army, was also tightly surrounded by a force sent by General Champion, and was unable to provide any effective support to Li Mi. As for Waihuang City, which was slightly farther away from the battlefield, the people inside The rebel army had already taken the initiative to cut off all contact with other robes, including when Wang Bodang's troops were ambushed less than forty miles away from the city more than half a month ago and were killed and the entire army was wiped out. Several big bosses in the city were gone. Take a look outside
Li Mi, the head of the Wagang Army, fully learned the lesson from the last defeat. He no longer rushed for success, but used the superior forces in his hands to fight steadily, trying to defeat his opponent with a protracted war of attrition. But the officers and soldiers at this time were no longer what they were before. The exhausted army's successive victories greatly boosted their morale. Under Li Xu's command and dispatch, they used a variety of flexible tactics to launch attacks on the enemy. The most successful attack even broke through four Wagang Army lines. The defense line almost cut down Li Mi’s handsome flag.
After realizing that there was still a big gap between the soldiers' combat ability and that of the official army, Li Mi decided to use the camp to make up for his own shortcomings. There was always no shortage of trees and sand on both sides of the Jishui River, and the minions had done some farm work before joining the army. Therefore, no matter what No matter how fierce the blows from the officers and soldiers were, the Wagang Army still found a way to stabilize its position in the end, so as not to cause the entire team to collapse like last time.
This almost rogue tactic made the county soldiers very angry, but they couldn't find a good response for a while. So, when both sides were recharging their strength, insults and provocations became another means of attack.
"Grandson, if you dare, stick your head out!" The well-fed and drunk county soldiers shouted provocations to the opposite side. Accompanied by this was the thunderous drum sound of "Boom, Boom, Boom", and the waves were like waves crashing on the shore. As if the Wagang Army couldn't hear the other party's shouts at all, they hid behind the wooden camp wall and remained silent.
"Your boss has sent me another leg. Don't worry, I'll cut it off slowly!" The narrow-minded county soldiers used their failure last time to humiliate their opponents. "This time, I'm going to cut off the middle leg." Legs!" The red flag fluttered in the wind, and the sharp blade was dazzling in the sun. The soldier Wagang clenched his crossbow, his face was red from holding back, but his body was motionless.
"Brothers have dispersed. Li Mi is not a responsible fellow. What's the point of working for him? He can't even part with a few skewers of meat!" This sentence refers to the experience of Li Xupai, the chief official of Yuanwu and Yangwu counties.
After the people captured the two of them alive with lightning speed, the next day they ordered the captives to bring a message to the heads of Wagang Village, offering to exchange the lives of the two "county princes" for Zhang Xutuo's head.
The answer turned out to be that Zhang Xutuo's head had been redeemed at the expense of his family, so it could not be exchanged. Therefore, two "county princes" who had just been ennobled for less than half a year were beheaded by the army and their heads were hung.
Leave it on the high pole as a warning for those who come after you.
This time, the exposed Wagang army finally became angry. A batch of black arrows suddenly rose in the air, then roared down and smashed the shields in the hands of the county soldiers. The archers of the official army clanged.
Immediately began to fight back. Over the long and narrow battle point, nearly ten thousand eagle feathers shuttled back and forth. Most of the arrows did not cause any damage, because both the enemy and us were already familiar with this routine and had made corresponding preparations in advance.
There were also a few unlucky ones who were injured by white feathers that leaked through the gaps in the shield or broken arrows that bounced off the ground. They covered their bodies and howled loudly. The robes immediately dragged the injured away from the range of the arrows, and the red blood was already stained.
A thick blood stain was added to the darkened earth again, as if the earth itself had been cut with a wound. Soon, the new blood stain was dried by the sun, blackened, and then covered with newer blood stains.
Compared with the confrontation between the two armies, the losses caused by the feather arrows to both the enemy and ours were not that big. The generals and leaders on duty quickly realized this, blew the horns, and ordered the soldiers under their command to stop wasting their luggage. Suddenly, there was a light in the sky.
The surrounding scenery became clear in an instant. The sound of wind, running water and indescribable sounds of nature also became the mainstream on the battlefield that suddenly became quiet. It was weird and indescribable to human ears, and then, there was a monotonous "咚!"
With the sound of "锚!" and the sound of broken boards, the crossbows of the official army and the rebel army began to fire at the same time. The huge arrow shafts passed through the gap between the enemy and ourselves, smashing the shields, smashing the camp walls, and throwing the shields behind or the camp walls.
The people behind were strung together like grasshoppers and nailed to the ground.
The person who was hit by the arrow clung to the wooden beam that penetrated his chest, alternating his legs, wandering on the edge of life and death. They were unwilling to leave. It seemed that they only discovered the beauty of the world in front of them at this time. But the sky quickly turned black, and the leaves and distant leaves
The mountains all lost their color. Finally, their souls flew high, seeing themselves and their enemies raising their heads, forming a stubborn human figure together with the weapon that killed them.
The people who were still alive carried the crossbow arrows to the firing trough, shouted the chants commonly used when pushing carts in the fields, and worked together to open the crossbow strings. The distance between them and the enemy was already more than 300 steps, and they could not see each other's faces clearly.
I don’t know who will be the next victim to die under the crossbow. I just mechanically raise the crossbow, unstring, unstring, and cock the crossbow until I myself become a victim and fill the land under the April sun with blood.
The crossbow battle could not last too long. The crossbow shaft, which was Zhang Xu long, had a fine steel blade and thin iron feathers. In troubled times, it was far more valuable than human life. Soon, a part of the angered Wagang army came from the collapsed camp wall.
Then he rushed out, risking being pierced by crossbow arrows and turning into grasshoppers, and rushed towards the army's position. The officers and soldiers who had taken advantage of the crossbow battle did not show any weakness, and lined up in five-sided battle formations to quickly greet the approaching soldiers.
The metallic collision of the desperate men covered up all the sounds and quickly became the main theme on the battlefield. Blades were swung, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and corpses fell one after another.
The victory of the minions lies in their large numbers, while the advantages of the officers and soldiers are reflected in their equipment and coordination with each other. The small formations uploaded from the hands of the Sui frontier army quickly exert their effects, rotating alternately like wheels, and every time the angle changes.
After harvesting several lives, the number of minions gradually decreased, gradually becoming as numerous as the opponent, and gradually becoming inferior to the opponent. Suddenly, someone let out a scream, dropped their weapons, turned around and fled. Fear was like the plague.
Scattered, infecting all the companions around them. The remaining minions left the battlefield crying and fled towards their own formation. The county soldiers quickly dispersed their formation and followed in pursuit, like an eagle chasing a rabbit. Most of the escapees had not yet stepped on the ground.
After entering their own formation, they were killed by the enemy from behind. A few lucky ones jumped over the broken camp wall, only to be picked up by forest spears and thrown into the bright red mud.
"Anyone who retreats before the money is paid will be killed without mercy!" A leader with an expressionless face emphasized loudly, then flat-ended a hard spear and led hundreds of brothers into the battle. The Wagang Army is a regular army with military discipline, no longer a bandit.
They used their lives to prove themselves. The two sides started a second close-quarters fight, tooth for tooth, eye for eye, life for life until one of the generals who was hiding in the distance felt that enough blood had been shed today and enough to relieve his anger.
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But usually this kind of hasty ending does not happen. Both the enemy and ourselves hope to change the long-standing stalemate through a fierce battle, so the local battle quickly develops into a large-scale conflict, and then it becomes a life-and-death battle in which the entire army is involved.
Wagang's army, which killed tens of thousands of people, jumped out from behind the camp wall and attacked the official army from all angles. Teams of county soldiers came to the front and held back Wagang's minions from all angles.
The combat effectiveness of the soldiers on both sides of the enemy and ours was uneven, so the battlefield quickly became quite chaotic. The two armies were intertwined with each other. The strongest groups of county soldiers had already advanced to the Wagang Army camp, while the weakest groups of county soldiers were defeated by the superior enemy.
The army was forced to keep retreating. The drummers and trumpeters on both sides tried their best to ignite the bloody melody in everyone's hearts. "Boom, boom, boom, woo-woo-woo-woo."
, mixed with the friction of spears piercing bones, the muffled sound of swords hitting shields, the groans of the wounded, and the shouts of the chargers, making the situation change color.
"Kill the thieves, kill the thieves, kill the thieves and go home!" This is the voice of the county soldiers. They hope for a peaceful life and hope that their wives, children and children will no longer be threatened by bandits. They shout with righteousness and impassioned words.
"Eliminate violence, eliminate violence, eliminate violence and make peace!" This is the roar of Wagang's minions. Most of them were forced by tyranny to have no way out, and they had to become thieves with swords. They believed in the leaders' promises about the future.
, and have no doubt about the justice of his own side
They all know they are fighting for justice
But there is only one justice, and it always belongs to the winning side
