Three hundred and fortieth chapters defeated like a mountain
The rebels were all staring at the bank at this time, wanting to see what kind of government troops were coming.
I saw a long row of gun tips exposed first, with the red tassels on the gun heads beating in the wind. Under the sunlight, it highlighted the sharp coldness of the still gun tips.
As the exposed gun barrels got higher and higher, horse heads began to appear, followed closely by the Ming army on horseback.
I saw that all the Ming soldiers were uniformly wearing rattan helmets and armor, holding a long silver spear with a white pole in one hand and a rein in the other. The rows of people moved in the same way, making people feel like one person.
After reaching the top of the slope, the Ming army stopped their horses and stood there. Behind them, row after row of Ming troops appeared, seemingly endlessly.
Zhang Xianzhong stood at the front of the array. After he finally saw clearly the enemy he was facing, his heart, which was full of passion and prepared to fight bravely, suddenly withered. The most valuable thing in a person is self-knowledge. If the enemy cannot be defeated, he still has to charge hard.
Go up and fight. That's not brave, that's foolish.
Everyone in the entire rebel army array could clearly see the opponent they were facing. The temperament displayed by these officers and soldiers did not need to be confirmed to know that they were elites. In addition, the officers and soldiers appeared in rows one after another, and the dust behind them was very large.
Obviously there were more officers and soldiers who did not show up. The pressure on the rebels' hearts suddenly became even greater, and the timid ones were on the verge of collapse in the blink of an eye.
Although Sun Kewang was young on the pontoon, he could tell that something was wrong. Therefore, he whispered to his three godbrothers: "My godfather said that if the situation is not good, let us leave first. I think this time it will definitely
I can't defeat those dog officers and soldiers. When they run away, remember to follow me and don't get separated."
The other three children nodded, and then Li Dingguo spoke again: "What should I do about my godfather? He is at the front."[
Sun Kewang looked in the direction of Zhang Xianzhong, and then replied: "Don't worry, godfather has his own ideas, you should worry about yourself."
Li Dingguo looked in the direction of Zhang Xianzhong, prayed secretly in his heart, and then looked at the Ming army in the distance. He looked at the sunlight shining on the forest-like spear points, reflecting the dazzling light, and his heart suddenly sank.
Even at a young age, he could tell that the Ming army on the opposite side was the most powerful Ming army he had ever seen, much more powerful than Hong Shatou's army.
At this time, in his heart, he was particularly envious of this elite Ming army. If his godfather had such a cavalry army, he would definitely be able to defeat Hong Shatou.
Ma Xianglin was right in front of the Baigan Army. Naturally, he didn't know that a later celebrity was envious of his army. At this time, he was reining in his horse and looking at the bandit army by the Yellow River.
They fought a last-ditch battle but lacked the courage to risk everything; they lined up to fight but lacked the momentum they deserved; the soldiers had weapons but carried fragile things to escape. No matter how Ma Xianglin looked at it, he could not see that this bandit had the possibility of winning.
Most of the soldiers with white poles were already lined up on the slope, waiting for Ma Xianglin's order. Only a few dozen soldiers with white poles in the rear were still galloping back and forth there.
Ma Xianglin did not stand on the slope for too long. He only let his white-poled cavalry rest for a while and take a breath before he began to assign tasks.
Ma Xianglin did not need to mobilize before the battle. He was in front of the queue, took off the silver gun hanging on the horse hook, held it in his hand and pointed forward, and then began to urge the horse to canter.
The white-poled cavalry behind him immediately followed their soul figure and began to urge their horses to canter, gradually catching up with Ma Xianglin and accelerating together.
Row after row, the white-poled cavalry began to jog towards the formation of bandits at the Yellow River Ferry, speeding up and charging. The sound of neat horse hooves was particularly loud, and each sound hit the hearts of the bandits who were waiting in formation.
Seeing the well-equipped officers and soldiers, as well as their forward momentum, as they were getting closer and closer, some people finally couldn't stand the pressure and turned around and ran towards the pontoon.
Many people were watching the movements of their teammates. When they saw someone running, they actually ran only a few steps. Then a group of people followed them. Like dominoes, this group of people immediately led to more people.
Run towards the pontoon.
The leaders wanted to stop them at first, but they were able to stop them, and when they saw the white pole cavalry charging closer and closer, they immediately ignored them and ran with them.
When Sun Kewang saw this scene, he immediately threw away the spear in his hand, turned around and ran away. As he ran, he called his brothers: "Run quickly." [
They really need to run fast. If they don't run fast, they are likely to be knocked down by the adults behind them, or pushed down the Yellow River.
The three boys were also smart and had received instructions many times beforehand, so they immediately turned around and ran with Sun Kewang, but only Li Dingguo still had his simple knife in his hand.
The pontoon bridge is only a little wide. As soon as more than 5,000 people escaped, the first thing they thought of was to run to the pontoon bridge.
A dense crowd of people gathered at this end of the pontoon, all trying to squeeze onto the pontoon. But the more this happens, the less efficient it becomes. You squeeze me, I squeeze you, and in the end no one squeezes in.
Seeing that there was no hope of squeezing through, the rebels on the periphery spread their legs and ran in both directions along the bank of the Yellow River.
Zhong Jinwei arrived at the top of the slope when the Baigan Cavalry began to attack. Surrounded by him were his sword-carrying followers, Dongchang Fanyi and Jinyiwei. In addition, Hu Hao's Yebushou team saw the appearance of Zhongxing Hou.
, also gathered there.
Zhong Jinwei originally thought that there would be a battle between more than 5,000 peasant rebels and 800 white pole cavalry. Although the result should be that the white pole cavalry would win, the process would definitely be more difficult.
Looking at the situation now, he was shocked by the situation on the battlefield. The situation was completely one-sided. Ma Xianglin led the white-poled cavalry while they were still charging, but the rebel army was already in chaos. It is estimated that many of them trampled on each other and died.
What surprised Zhong Jinwei even more was that the image of the Peasant Rebel Army was not at all what he expected.
Originally, he thought that even if the peasant rebels had cannon fodder, at least some of them would be their elites, with good equipment and good morale. But now he saw that these more than 5,000 peasant rebels were just a group of fleeing disaster victims!
Those on horseback should be the elite of the peasant army, but they are also in rags, and the few people who have armor are incomplete. As for the other rebels, needless to say, the clothes on their bodies are not only sparse but also torn, and they also carry all kinds of soft goods in battle.
, which made Zhong Jinwei from later generations unable to stand it.
In later generations, even the poorest beggars in the poorest places will look richer and more energetic than these rebels.
In fact, Zhong Jinwei's idea is not wrong, because the image of the peasant army in his mind is that of the peasant uprising army in the later period, or called bandits, and there are indeed some well-equipped elites.
But these are only the first few years of the peasant uprising. They are forced to rebel, and all their actions are passive. They have not yet developed into a professional rebellion in history.
Zhong Jinwei looked at such peasant rebels, and a heart of compassion arose. He saw that according to the pattern on the battlefield, these peasant rebels would end up being massacred by the white pole cavalry.
Zhong Jinwei immediately ordered Qianhu Xie Dong of the Jin Yiwei: "Take your men to deliver the order, kneel down and surrender without killing."
Xie Dong looked at Zhong Jinwei, a little hesitant, wondering if it would be better to let the horse commander kill for a while before shouting.
"Go quickly." Seeing Xie Dong not moving, Zhong Jinwei urged him again.
"Yes, Lord Marquis." Xie Dong did not dare to hesitate any longer and responded. Then he led dozens of his men in uniform and ran towards the Yellow River Ferry. As he ran, he shouted: "Master Marquis has ordered you to kneel down."
The land surrenders without killing."
The top of the slope was a bit far away from the Yellow River ferry. Before Xie Dong could get closer, the situation on the battlefield changed again.
The crowd that had originally formed a large circle at the pontoon began to disperse to both sides, running along the Yellow River.
Many people who were close to the Yellow River were squeezed out of the Yellow River. Some people took advantage of their good water skills and jumped in with a "plop" and swam to the other side regardless of the cold spring water.
The large circle slowly became smaller, and then more rebels saw the official army led by the Shenwu general, like an arrow shooting from the string, towards the pontoon bridge, and instinctively moved to both sides to avoid it, and more people near the pontoon bridge were squeezed out.
Yellow River.
Ma Xianglin led the charge toward the pontoon bridge. He saw no one resisting them at all. They were all people running away from their backs or trying to squeeze onto the pontoon bridge.
He suddenly felt a little defeated, but this was on a battlefield and he definitely couldn't stop.
Under the leadership of Ma Xianglin, I saw the White-Gun Cavalry, overwhelmingly breaking through the large circle that had begun to split, and easily occupying the pontoon. Then the White-Gun Cavalry split into two and began to attack both sides along the bank of the Yellow River.
Chase.
It was only then that Xie Dong and other Jinyi guards rushed to the shore and conveyed the military order of "surrender without killing".