"Why did these rebels come so slowly? I've been waiting for you for three days!" On the eighth day of October, Oritsugu stood on the tower and carefully observed the Jingyuan rebels who were marching towards Chang'an City.
It's still somewhat organized. It's not like the ugly swarm that came in during the Huangchao period. At least it still maintains a basic formation.
"General Li, it's time to leave the city and form an array." Liu Zijing, the deputy commander of the Cavalry Army, glanced at him and reminded him.
Li Huan cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and went down.
In addition to the palace guards, there are still some imperial guards who have not escaped in the city. A total of three to four thousand people have been gathered and are about to leave the city to form an array to stop the Jingyuan rebels.
Li Huan is not a fool, of course he knows the intention of the military envoy, but now alas!
"Go to Yu Anyuan Tower!" Someone suddenly shouted in the city.
Anyuan Tower is actually the Anyuan Gate Tower.
When the country heads west and goes north, it must pass through this gate, which is also called the far gate.
Li Huan, who had just arrived at the bottom of the city, was excited when he heard the words and said with emotion to the sergeants who had already sorted out the queue: "Everyone has heard that the emperor is on the top of the city tower. The saints have always been kind to the Shence army and rewarded them twice as much as the other armies.
Now it's time to kill the enemy and repay the favor."
The three to four thousand people who were gathered in a hurry mainly came from the three towns of Pinglu, Wuning and Yiding. They were all simple villagers when they were recruited, but they were distorted by the old Beijing gang.
But after all, unlike the sergeants who were born and raised in the capital, Li Wan felt that they had not completely fallen yet, and there was still hope for salvation.
only
When he finished speaking about mobilization, the sergeants didn't seem to be very touched. Their expressions were dull, and they didn't look like they should be crying with gratitude at all.
Li Wan felt a chill in his heart and said again: "If you fight well, the saint will definitely give you a reward."
The expressions on the sergeants' faces became richer.
That's right! You give me money, I work hard, fair trade, no bullying, why do you talk so much!
More than three thousand soldiers slowly left the city.
The people all focused their attention on them, hoping that they could defeat the rebel army.
The scholars sighed and gave up hope.
The young man's eyes flickered, waiting for the Shence Army to be defeated, causing chaos and looting.
Zhang Jun discovered a serious problem.
The closer we get to Chang'an, the harder it is to control the troops, and military discipline becomes more and more lax.
The big-headed soldiers were beaming with joy and wished they could rush into the city now, where there was endless wealth and women.
Looting doesn't interest them much now.
In ancient times, why do so many generals like to massacre cities to boost their morale?
Release the evil of human nature to your heart’s content. Isn’t a fair-skinned and beautiful lady more exciting than a dark-skinned village girl?
The normally arrogant prime minister and censor trembled in front of these sergeants, who were as humble as clay. Their wives and daughters were mercilessly toyed with and cried.
After playing, you can exchange it with others, and kill it with the last knife. If you are reluctant, you can just carry a princess or concubine, and the prime minister's daughter can go home and give birth to a baby for you.
From the city to the palace, down to the houses, you can take whatever you want. If you don't like it, you can kill it, or you can make him kowtow to you, and then hack him to death after playing for a while.
Even the emperor, who is so arrogant, can ridicule and make fun of him.
In the end, the saint had to give out rewards to everyone with a smile on his face, and even grant officials and make wishes.
Even if we rob a hundred county towns, we won’t even rob Chang’an!
"Quick! Quick! Enter Chang'an!"
"hurry up!"
"Why hasn't Zhang Shuai given the order yet?"
"Why are you hesitating, Commander Zhang? When you become prime minister, I will be a general."
The sergeants kept making noise.
Zhang Jun and Zhang Xi looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.
"Form up!" Finally some officers had the sense to kick and hit the big soldiers into the formation.
After all, the big soldiers had been fighting for many years, and they knew that if they didn't form a formation, they would be stragglers, and they would be the food on others' plates, so they had no choice but to suppress the excitement in their hearts and reluctantly completed the formation.
The size of the rebel army has expanded to more than 37,000 people!
The reason is that along the way they recruited surrenders and rebels, and many of the Shence troops broke up and joined the army, and followed them to Chang'an.
Zhang Jun was unwilling at first, thinking that these people would only be a burden if they were only focused on rape and plunder. However, his younger brother Zhang Xiu and his staff Chen Na both advised him that he needed to strengthen his momentum now. He also cited the example of Zhu Si's massive conscription into the army, and believed that just by relying on
Those 5,000 Anxi troops were definitely unable to hold on for that long.
Moreover, they may now face the threat of the King's Army coming from all directions, and it doesn't matter if they don't have enough soldiers. Not only these people collected on the road, but also the Forbidden Army soldiers in the city can be annexed in the future. In short, they are doing everything possible to snowball.
Strengthen the strength of the headquarters.
As long as you gain a foothold in Chang'an, you don't have to leave Jingyuan!
There were 37,000 people, and more than 15,000 had arrived at Chang'an City at this time. Looking down from the top of the city, one could see a vast expanse of darkness, boundless, and filled with wilderness.
The area around Chang'an is so big, otherwise it would be difficult to move around with so many people.
The saint's face looked a little pale.
The three prime ministers Kong Wei, Du Rongneng and the newly appointed Xu Yanruo arrived together. Together with the Privy Council members of the Northern Division, they lined up on the left and right of the saint and looked carefully outside the city.
The thieves are powerful!
More than 3,000 Shence troops lined up in front of the rebel army, like leaves in a strong wind, about to be blown to pieces at any time.
The prime ministers and assistants were pretty good and could barely stand.
There is no strict division between civil and military affairs in the dynasty's system of appointing generals and serving as prime ministers. A military man can serve as prime minister, and a prime minister can also serve as a commander-in-chief. Generally speaking, the big bosses are still stable.
Middle-level court officials, many of whom have worked in the local shogunate, are not too unfamiliar, and look good. This is another characteristic of the imperial court. Civil servants who often recruited local vassal towns to join the court as officials are actually those who have not passed the Jinshi examination.
A way out for literati.
But the faces of the new officials turned pale. They had really never seen such a big scene.
Especially those new scholars, some of whom had just married and were in the midst of their love, were snatched away by the soldiers, brutally attacked and transferred to multiple military camps, and their final whereabouts are unknown?
The faces of the newly wealthy Jinshi are now as white as those of the saints.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The rebels had already formed their ranks and roared straight towards the city tower.
The saint felt his legs were a little weak, so Ximen Zhongsui and Kong Wei helped him covertly, one on the left and the other on the right.
"The thieves are attacking!" someone shouted.
Ximen Zhongsui, Kong Wei turned back at the same time.
The lieutenants "cleaned up the troops". If there was any disharmony for a while, they would escort the saint back to the palace and then negotiate with the rebels.
The proportion of middle-ranking officers who know martial arts is quite high. The Northern Division has a special training institution and a place to teach them how to read military books.
Kong Wei frowned. Someone at the Hanlin Academy must have been scared and screamed just now.
The Jingyuan Army formed a square formation.
The formation moved forward slowly.
Seventy steps away, a wave of arrows shot out.
The Shence Army's position wavered, and the noise gradually started.
Ximen Zhongsui slapped the city wall bitterly. Are the soldiers unwilling to fight to the death?
Fifty steps later, there was another wave of arrows.
Many people began to run away.
"Anyone who fled in the face of the battle will be killed!" Li Huan and his own soldiers did not care about command, and rushed directly to intercept the defeated troops.
But he could stop him here, but he couldn't stop him there, and more and more troops were defeated. Even the sergeants who originally wanted to fight lost their courage, so they simply threw away their equipment and turned around to leave.
"The Shence Army is running away, let's chase!"
"Chang'an belongs to us!"
"Don't fight with me for a moment, I'm the deputy general."
"Fuck you, why don't you grab it? First come, first served."
Following the collapse of the Shence Army, the rebel army suddenly fell into madness. They could no longer hold back and pursued them directly.
"Chasing the enemy in the front line is limited to a hundred steps, and rearrangement..." Zhang Jun was just halfway through the order when he suddenly paused.
In his field of vision, the soldiers of the Jingyuan Army were like wild horses running wild, chasing after the Shence Army and rushing straight towards Anyuanmen.
This has exceeded the normal pursuit speed!
If you encounter a blocking enemy force and don't allocate your physical strength properly, can you still fight?
Moreover, the formation is becoming more and more scattered, and if it is no longer as tidy as before, it will almost completely collapse.
As they charged forward, the sergeants in the center, rear, left wing, right wing, stragglers, and roving formations also made noises, fearing that the good things would be robbed by others.
"Why haven't you given the order yet?"
"Zhang Shuai, give the order quickly!"
"The Shence Army is incapable of fighting. We already knew it. Why did we still hesitate? Give the order quickly!"
Someone took out a bow and arrow and was about to shoot at Commander Zhang Jun who was on the high platform.
Zhang Jun sighed and ordered the drums to be beaten.
The sergeants cheered and didn't care anymore. Everyone rushed to rush to Chang'an City.
Some cavalrymen were acting like thieves, and they were rushing their horses like crazy, intending to enter through other doors so they could have a drink of soup.
The saint shed tears, and Kong Wei, Du Rongneng, Xu Yanruo and others also looked at each other and shed tears.
With Shence's army like this, Chang'an will suffer a great disaster, and no one will feel good.
Ximen Zhong then supported the saint and said loudly: "Don't worry, saint, there is still Shuofang's army."
The saint looked in the direction of Ximen Zhongsui's finger.
On the wide street, five thousand auxiliary troops from the cavalry army have been arrayed, with tall trees and tall trees and solemn troops.
The saint's heart was calm.
Outside the Golden Light Gate, a large number of shining silver knights have also formed their formation.
More than 700 riding iron kites, protected by 2,500 warriors from the Tuqi capital, slowly accelerated.
Outside the outer gate, Beiweidu's 2,500 elite cavalry set off first and reached far behind the Jingyuan army, preparing to launch an attack.
The soldiers of the Jingyuan Army were in a state of fanaticism and were focused on entering the city. Their formation was no better than that of a defeated army.
Some people just throw away their armor in order to run faster. What a clever little guy.
The sound of horse hooves came from behind.
Zhang Jun turned his head and looked, and the monarchs and ministers upstairs in Anyuan also looked at him.
More than two thousand cavalry were like sharp black swords, quickly approaching the Jingyuan army's center formation, which had been scattered into disarray.
"Buzz!" The hundreds of cavalrymen rushing at the front fired a round of arrows, and then without looking, they directly pulled out the short horse spear from the trunk, and wedged it hard into the soft waist of the Jingyuan Army.
Like a knife and an ax breaking through bamboo, it cuts to the bottom with one strike!
On the other side, the shining silver iron kite rushed towards us with thunderous momentum.
Some Jingyuan Army soldiers have already woken up.
But now that the organization is in chaos, they can't find any officers to command them.
Some people spontaneously gathered together and formed a formation with spears, but most people turned around and ran away.
"Boom!" More than 700 cavalry rushed into the formation.
From the tower, it looks like heavy plows are plowing the fields, directly pulling out a deep trench.
More than two thousand cavalrymen continued to expand the gap, slashing with swords and axes, completely disrupting the already scattered enemy formation.
"It's over!" Zhang Jun closed his eyes in pain, holding a horizontal knife in his hand, ready to kill himself.
It was not his original intention to come to Chang'an to kowtow.
But will the emperor listen to him? Will the officials understand the difficulty of being held hostage?
No one will listen to you.
It is an inevitable fate for the Zhang family to be executed by their clan.
"Brother, let's go quickly." Zhang Xiu stepped up to the high platform and helped his brother down. There were several horses beside him, just in time to escape.
The team is in such a state of chaos that it's hard for the gods to save them. If they don't leave, everything will have to be explained here.
On top of Anyuan Tower, the saint seemed to be in concentration.
The power of the armored cavalry charging into the formation gave him goosebumps all over his body.
Officials from the Nanya and Northern Divisions were also stationed there.
The Jingyuan rebel army, which had been blazing fiercely just now, was now like chickens fleeing in all directions, being chased all over the ground by hawks and falcons.
The thief army collapsed like this?
So Easy?
There was a Shence Army general on the city tower who sighed secretly.
The cavalry of Shuofang Army used the Shence Army and Chang'an as bait to lure the Jingyuan Army to pursue them. When their formations were scattered, they detoured from Guanghua Gate and Jinguang Gate and cut off the rebel army like an iron chisel, thus settling the overall situation.
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Prime Minister Du Rangneng was the first to react and admonished: "Your Majesty, the rebel army has been defeated and cannot be broken into an army. Now we can send people to appease and recruit them into the army, which may be of great use."
The saint came back to his senses and said: "If these thieves are in chaos again, how can we appease them? It's not appropriate. I heard that the envoy of Shuofang's army was a general, so I will give him a banquet and a heavy reward."
Du Renneng and Ximen Zhongsui looked at each other, and they could see the panic in each other's eyes.