Zhang Mingbin galloped forward on his horse, followed closely by a group of Zhejiang Zhenbiao Chinese troops who stayed up all night.
"Tatars, we found Tatars ahead."
At this time, after Zhu Yihai separated his troops from Wang Zhiren in Cixi, he followed Zhang Mingzhen and others to continue to Shaoxing. As soon as he left Ningbo and entered the Yuyao border of Shaoxing Prefecture, he unexpectedly discovered the Tatars.
“Real Tatar or fake Tatar?”
"There are about a hundred real Tatars and hundreds of fake Tatars. They are besieging the mountain village of Suomei in Sanshan." Zhang Mingbin and others were riding two horses, wearing man and horse. They were the most elite in Zhang Mingzhen's camp, and they were always there along the way.
Opening the way ahead. Regarding the discovery of the Tatars, there was no fear on his face, but instead he was full of excitement.
Zhu Yihai also reined in his horse.
"How far is it from Meishan Village?"
"Less than ten miles."
Zhu Yihai turned to Zhang Mingzhen and said, "I didn't expect that the Tatars had already sent troops across Qiantang and went south. But it's okay to attack them first. Uncle Zhen Dong, you don't have to persuade me. This battle must be fought, and it must be fought beautifully. Gu
I want these more than a hundred real Tatars, as well as the hundreds of fake Tatar traitors who are working as a provocateur, to be beheaded here."
Zhang Mingzhen was familiar with the character of His Highness the Supervisor, and knew that even persuasion at this time would have no effect, so he stopped talking and pondered for a moment, "I guess this group of Tatars may be a small group of people who came here to conduct reconnaissance. They
I'm afraid he didn't expect to meet us here, so we can catch him by surprise."
Zhu Yihai said even more confidently, "Although we have just divided our forces with Governor Wang, we still still have flag bearers, Shenji, Yongwei 2nd Battalion and Zhejiang Zhenbiao 4th Battalion, and we have just absorbed some surrendered troops. At this time, we have 5,000 troops.
It is almost ten times that of the Tatars. I have the advantage and I am sure of victory. This is a victory that is given to me."
Zhang Mingzhen was also a ruthless man and did not deliberately remind the 100 true Tatars that the Eight Banners soldiers might be as powerful as the 1,000 or 2,000 Ming troops.
“When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and that’s it.”
"Although I have the advantage, I still have to be careful and not to fight recklessly. I have to make use of my strengths and avoid weaknesses. I have to arrange it carefully to catch the enemy by surprise and take advantage of them," Zhu Yihai said.
Zhang Mingzhen nodded. It was rare for Lu Jianguo to be so calm at this time.
"Then let's move over quietly. When the time comes, the four battalions will lead the front line with Zhen Biao as the leader. Shenji and Yongwei's second battalion will cover the two wings. Zhang Mingyang will lead the flag-bearer battalion as the rear support. Your Highness can receive the wedding.
The soldiers are waiting here."
"Gu will not stay here and wait for news. Gu will personally command the flag-bearing battalion as the rear formation. There is no need to discuss this."
"Your Highness, the battle formation is dangerous and the Tatars are also very fierce. Why don't you ask Your Highness to lead the captains of each battalion to stay here?"
Zhu Yihai waved his hand, "Don't think of Gu as a weakling who is raised in a deep palace and is stronger than a woman's hand. When I was in Yanzhou, I fought bloody battles with the Tatars. I also crawled out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood."
Yes, if you can’t do it to death, then do it to death.”
"There's no need to say anything else. Let each battalion take a rest and prepare for battle."
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Sanshansuo, Meishan Village.
Several puffs of white smoke had already ignited in the village, and the villagers guarding the village banged their clappers hard to warn the whole village.
The shrill banging sound came louder and louder.
There was already chaos in the village.
The strong men in the village were urged to go to the city to defend, while the women, children and the elderly were also packing their things in a panic and closing their doors tightly.
The most frightened people were the villages and people outside the village. Seeing the beacon smoke and the sound of alarm bells in the distance, they gathered people and animals together, picked up the clothes, and fled to the village.
In this panic, smoke and dust were everywhere.
A group of troops has already arrived.
At the front, there were more than a dozen horsemen, roaring and galloping, with superb riding skills and very arrogant. They were howling like evil spirits escaping from hell. In front of them were dozens of civilians who were unable to escape.
, running in a panic and stumbling along.
Their faces were full of despair.
A child fell to the ground, and the mother hurriedly turned around to hug her.
A sharp arrow came through the air and nailed the five or six-year-old girl to the ground directly in front of her mother. The long arrow penetrated the thin short clothes, penetrated the chest, and shot into the ground.
The child's panicked cry turned into a short scream and then stopped suddenly.
Blood foam was spitting out of his mouth, his eyes were dim, and his chest and clothes were stained red by large amounts of blood.
"Xiao Ni!"
The mother let out a heart-piercing scream and suddenly collapsed to the ground, unable to control her legs and feet. However, she still crawled forward with both hands and tried hard to crawl towards her daughter.
"Xiao Ni, what the hell!"
A man also turned around after hearing the sound and ran back stumblingly.
Each of the captives had two horses, and they were obviously the Tatar vanguard.
They wore mercury armor, carried swords and bows.
The child's mother was about to crawl in front of the child, but the horseman who shot the child had already galloped over. He looked at the weak woman with disdain and didn't even bother to shoot the arrow in his hand. He just urged the horse forward.
The war horse suddenly trampled on the woman.
The woman screamed.
Then another horse stepped over.
The woman's body lay motionless like a torn sack.
The Tartar didn't even look back. He rushed towards the father again, drew his sword, raised it, and swung it down.
The man's eyes widened and he tried to avoid it.
He was chopped to the ground with a knife and lying on the ground, the man's last eyes were on his wife and daughter.
On the wall of Meishan Village, Huang Zongxi's eyes were red and his fists were clenched.
"Brother, let me take the brothers out to help." Huang Zonghui yelled bitterly.
Huang Zongyan and Huang Zongyuan also held knives and shouted that they would lead the Shizhong camp out of the stronghold to save people.
Feng Jingdi, Wantai, and Lu Yuding hurriedly persuaded, "The enemy is strong and we are weak. If we go out now, we will fall into the trap of the enemy."
"None of the six hundred righteous men of our Shizhong camp are afraid of death. I am willing to go out and fight the Tatars to the death."
Huang Zongxi stopped his younger brothers and said, "Who here is afraid of death? But now the village still relies on the Shizhong camp to help defend the village. If they are defeated in the war, how will the village be defended? Then there will be many women and children in the village.
,what to do?"
"Then just watch the Tatars killing people outside the stronghold without restraint?" Huang Zongyan said angrily.
"Tatars will definitely come to attack the stronghold soon. We just need to kill a few more to avenge them."
Feng Jingdi also persuaded, "Listen to Taichong. Since we have established a camp and are also known as Shizhong, we must follow the military legal system and not act on impulse."
On the stronghold, everyone watched in silence as the Tartar cavalry rushed to the stronghold wall.
They all wear double armor. Even in June, they all wear cotton armor with copper nails. There is a long helmet gun on the hat on their head. Even the horses are covered with cotton armor.
He has a long lance, a long bow on his back, sixty or seventy arrows of various types in his quiver, and is also equipped with long knives, iron bones, etc., all of them look very fierce.
There is no doubt that these people have a pig tail trailing behind their heads.
The Tatars shouted proudly at the stronghold.
But no one in the village could understand their Tatar language.
Huang Zongxi looked at it carefully and said, "Sure enough, they are Jurchen Tatars from Jianzhou. They are all elites wearing vests. Didn't Mr. Yu set up defenses along the Qiantang River? How could such a large group of Tatars come here?"
Feng Jingdi was a native of Cixi, Ningbo. He participated in the Fushe Society together with Huang Zongxi in his early years and was an activist. He was also listed with Huang Zongxi on the list of 140 scholars who stayed in the capital to prevent chaos.
After Zhu Yihai defeated his three guests in Ningbo, Lu Yuding, one of the six crazy students, came to Yushao and joined forces with his friends Huang Zongxi, Feng Jingdi, Wantai and others to recruit volunteers and prepare to go to the Qiantang River to participate in the river defense.
They have recruited 600 troops, named Shizhong Camp. They originally planned to recruit 3,000 troops to go to the Qiantang River. However, today they were recruiting troops here in Meishan Village, but they encountered a sudden attack by the Tatars.
Meishanzhai is located in the Sanshansuo area in the northeast corner of Yuyao, Shaoxing. Since the Ming Dynasty, the sea-rising shoals on the south bank of Hangzhou Bay, like the sandbanks at the mouth of the Yangtze River, have grown by dozens of meters every year. They can be used to dry salt and grow cotton, making it a popular place at that time.
A treasure land that powerful and even powerful officials compete for.
These lands are not even included in the government’s land accounts. Many large clans often fight with each other to compete for these lands. Meishan Village is also a clan village built on the new land of the tidal flat. Huang Zongxi’s father was the censor of the Tianqi Dynasty and was known as Dongfang Village.
Huang Junsu from Lin Qijunzi.
Huang Junsu was later imprisoned and killed for impeaching Wei Zhongxian.
In the first year of Chongzhen, Wei Zhongxian, Cui Chengxiu and others had been eliminated, and the unjust case of the Tianqi Dynasty was vindicated. Huang Zongxi went to Beijing at the age of nineteen to complain, and wrote a letter asking the eunuchs to be punished.
He hid a cone, assassinated Xu Xianchun, severely beat Cui Yingyuan, plucked out his beard and sacrificed it to his father. He was called the filial son of Yao Jiang Huang, and even Chongzhen praised him as the orphan son of a loyal minister.
After avenging his father's grievance, he returned to his hometown to study and became a disciple of Liu Zongzhou, a great scholar in Shaoxing. Later, he joined the Fushe Society and organized the Lizhou Fushe Society in his hometown with Wan Tai and others.
Hongguang Nanjing was established, Ma Shiying, Ruan Dacheng and others came to power. Huang Zongxi was arrested and imprisoned because he had participated in staying in the capital to prevent riots and exposed the public. After Nanjing was broken, Huang Zongxi was able to return to his hometown. When he heard that King Lu stood up to supervise the country, he immediately sold his property and led the
Together with his brothers and friends, he formed the Shizhong Camp and insisted on going north to fight against the Qing Dynasty.
But I didn't expect that before the Shizhong camp had completed recruiting troops, the Tatars were welcomed first.
Smoke and dust rose from behind, and more Tartars arrived.
Huang Zongxi looked at it carefully, his expression getting uglier.
"There are more than a hundred real captives and about five hundred fake captives."
Feng Jingdi looked solemn, "This is an elite force, not ordinary Tartars. Even those fake prisoners, I guess, are not surrendered troops from Jiangnan, but Wu Zhenchaoha brought from Liaodong."
The Jurchens were the lifelong enemies of the Ming Dynasty. Today, knowledgeable people in the Ming Dynasty also know something about these Eastern captives outside the Pass, and know that they are generally divided into the Jurchen Eight Banners, the Mongolian Eight Banners, and the Wuzhen Chaoha, also called the Han Army Eight Banners.
Among them, the most powerful one is naturally the Jurchen Eight Banners, and the Jurchen Eight Banners are divided into three levels: defenders, infantry and horse armor.
Jurchens use cows as units, and each cow records three hundred flag men. When an ordinary Jurchen man reaches the age of ten, he must practice riding and shooting and take an exam every three years. If he meets the standard, he will be a guard. Then he will be promoted to infantry.
, and then the vest.
The vests are the most elite. There are about a hundred people in one Niulu vest. Among them, the more elite ones are divided into red bagaras and white bagaras. Among them, there are forty red bagaras and ten white bagaras. Starting from Huang Taiji
, the Jurchens used Baya La uniformly, and divided them into Baya La Camp and Gebusixianchaoha Camp. The Chinese translation of these two camps is the Guard Camp and the Forward Camp, the elite among the elite.
When going out for an expedition, the forward battalion usually records two cows per cow, the guard camp records eight cows per cow, and the Eight Banners concentrate them into camps for use.
But now, with the more than a hundred Tartars appearing in front of him, Feng Jingdi felt that these were not ordinary vests, but at least a lot of Baya soldiers.
"Has the Qiantang River defense line been breached?" Several people looked worried.
