【Chapter 466】A bloody battle with Zhuanglang City

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Liu Chuang said unwillingly: "Sir, it's a bargain for them!"

Xu Xingxia said helplessly: "You want to kill them all! It hurts the heavens!"

Liu Chuang had to touch the back of his head and agreed to go. Soon after, the gunfire around Jinjiatai temporarily stopped, and a spectacular scene appeared. More than 10,000 Ming soldiers, under the supervision of the hunting cavalry, began to run around Jinjiatai. The dense crowds were like floods in the dike, pouring down the road. The team grew longer and longer, and soon there were people around Jinjiatai.

Most of the Ming army surrendered soldiers ran slowly. In the past few days, they were all tossed by the White Army. They ate very much, and the food and water provided by the White Army were sufficient. But their hearts were up and down, and they were uneasy. In extreme mental tension, insomnia was inevitable. Since they had insomnia, they must have been listless during the day. Now they were suddenly driven to run, and you can imagine what kind of reaction they would be. It would be good to run barely.

However, even if you can't run, you have to run. Otherwise, the whip of the hunting cavalry will come down. Those who can't run will be beaten by the hunting cavalry soldiers with the whip and beat them hard. The hunting cavalry soldiers will naturally not have any good feelings for these guys who have not even seen the face of the Tartars and have left the city and fled. Many people are beaten to pieces and have to continue to get up and continue to roll and crawl forward.

As for those who run fast and complete the task the fastest, there are rewards. The reward is very simple, namely food and water. The ten people who run the fastest can get thirty kilograms of white rice and white flour at a time. Each of the 100 people can get ten kilograms of white rice and white flour at a time. A large pile of food and buckets of clean water can be carried back. It can be used by oneself or for others to use. At this time, food and water are definitely more attractive than gold and silver. Many people grit their teeth and insist on running to the destination, and then take the food and water away.

When I was running for the first time, the 110 people who won naturally became lucky. Their gains really made other people jealous. Isn’t it just a little run? I can actually get so much white rice noodles? I can do it too! I don’t have to be bad for others! When I run for the second time, more people began to exert their efforts and tried to compete for these 110 places. By the third time, more people participated.

In order to compete for the first place, someone had a conflict. After someone was pushed down, he struggled to get up and continued to run forward. After the run, many people seemed unconvinced and tried to use their fists to find their own things, making constant noise. The original situation of a stagnant pool was completely broken. This was exactly what Xu Xingxia was willing to see. Fighting and fighting were trivial matters, no longer vigor and blood, that was a big thing.

Of course, this level is not enough. This is just a pool of stagnant water, with some turbulence. To completely stir up the stagnant water, more and more cruel means are needed. Xu Xingxia called Liu Chuang and ordered: "Every day, you must complete all running tasks before you can eat. Otherwise, there will be no food. As long as you finish running, you can eat whatever food is."

With his order, even the lazy Ming soldiers had to work hard. Because if you don’t work hard, you will have no food to eat. The result of no food to eat will of course be to starve to death. Here, no one will give you food for no reason. Even if you kneel on the ground and beg for hard work. On one side is heaven and on the other side is hell, as long as you are a human being, you will make a choice. In this case, even if you only have a little potential, you must exert it. Otherwise, what is waiting for you will be dead.

No one is born to be willing to die. Especially this slow way to starve to death is definitely the cruelest way to die. No one can bear it. Since it cannot bear it, you can only get up and fight. If you have hands, feet and strength, if you don’t want to fight, and you will be starved to death in the end, who can you blame? In order to save your life, you must sacrifice your life. If you don’t run fast, then exercise more. When others don’t run, you will take the initiative to run to increase the intensity of training. If others run three times a day, you run five times a day. Slowly, you will naturally catch up.

After running for several days, the originally dead Ming soldiers were completely aroused. Running became their favorite thing to do. If you don’t run three times a day, you feel a little uncomfortable. Basically, everyone’s running speed has been greatly improved compared to the beginning. No one can’t finish running anymore. When you have a head of success in your mind, you won’t be so numb.

On the sixth day, simple running turned into a combination of running and training. More complex physical training began. At the same time, they also began to practice loading, shooting, and three-stage shooting. Without real muskets, wooden sticks were replaced. The old gang general Lin Shenhe also came to Jinjiatai and took over these Ming soldiers and directed them to carry out daily training. However, at this time, Xu Xingxia had already gone to Gulang City.

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Zhuanglang City, which is the Yongdeng County in later generations. At that time, Huo Qubing went to the Western Regions to fight the Huns, and he set out from here. When he came here from the Hexi Corridor, he was blocked by Wushaoling, and it was basically over. The mountains blocked the roads and separated two completely different worlds. To the west is Hexi, which was called Hexi, and to the east is Longxi. The road to the Western Regions is passed through the valley of Wushaoling. Zhuanglang City is just stuck in the middle of the valley.

When the White-Clothed Army arrived in Zhuanglang City, it was in a mess. From the Qianli Mile Mile, a large group of Taurus cavalry entered the city, and a large group of *** cavalry came out of the city. The people and horses from all sides were messy and seemed a little uncoordinated. What's even more strange is that after a while, another *** cavalry turned back and tried to enter the city, but there was a serious conflict with the Tartar cavalry guarding the city. The quarrels between the two sides were so loud that they could hear them far away. Unfortunately, the White-Clothed Army basically couldn't understand what they said.

"What's going on? Didn't those *** and the Tartars go along? Why did they start quarrel with each other? Dong Daqi, what's going on?" Xia Kewu asked curiously.

"It's probably arguing for the sake of interests! The Tatars probably wanted to migrate the Lu family out of Zhuanglang City, but the Lu family refused. After all, the Lu family was a ***er, Lin Danhan's lineage, and they were not very consistent with most of the Tatars." Dong Daqi said carefully. After all, he had been guarding Zhuanglang City for a long time and was very clear about the Lu family's background.

In fact, in the west of the Hexi Corridor, around Qinghai Lake, there is a Tumet tribe of the Tatars, which originated from the Tumet tribe where Lin Danhan is located. Although the title of Tatar is in front of this tribe, in fact, in terms of blood, it is still relatively close to Lin Danhan. It is just that the distance between the two tribes is relatively far, and the connection between them is gradually reduced. However, the Lu family and this tribe are still very close.

"The Tartars from the west are handing over defense with the Lu family. It is said that Bachlu has come. He is worried that the Lu family will continue to stay in the city and asks the Lu family to move to Liangzhou Guard. The Lu family may not be willing to hand over Zhuanglang City, but as a result, there was some dispute between the two sides." At this time, Zhang Yi, who was taking the Vulture Cavalry to reconnaissance, came back. He brought back the recent situation.

Liu Heng asked cautiously: "How many Tartar cavalry are there?"

Zhang Yi whispered: "It's about three thousand."

Xia Kewu held up a thousand-mile mirror and looked at the messy Zhuanglang City carefully, and said eagerly: "Everyone, do you think this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Zhang Yi's eyes shining and said meaningfully: "Let's take advantage of the chaos?"

Xia Kewu nodded and said, "That's right! A good opportunity, you can't miss it!"

Zhang Yi turned to look at Liu Heng.

Liu Heng nodded and said decisively: "I agree! Let's do it!"

"Okay, let's do it!" The three of them unify their opinions, and Zhang Yi issued an order to attack.

The terrain of Zhuanglang City can only attack from the east and south. The terrain here is not suitable for the movement of large cavalry forces, and can only be used to attack with infantry. The musketeers of the infantry can be arranged in several horizontal lines and approach Zhuanglang City step by step. After receiving the order, the soldiers of the white-clothed army immediately got off the war horses, used the infantry attack formation to shoot at the Tatar cavalry in the distance. After entering a distance of two hundred meters, they fired.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The fierce gunfire made the surrounding fields of Zhuanglang City boil in an instant.

The Tatar cavalry, caught off guard, were shot by the first row of muskets and fell hundreds of people. Their team was too dense, and in front of the muskets, they were simply suicide. Minnie bombs hit them, and dense blood burst out. The personnel fell to the ground, the war horses fell to the ground, the personnel screamed, the war horses neighed, and various sounds mixed together, instantly turning the outside of Zhuanglang City into the Asura hell.

Some of the Tatar cavalry subconsciously wanted to fight back. They turned their horses' heads without thinking, pulled out their sabers, or bent their bows and arrows, and rushed towards the white army. Their movements were not unhappy. Their decisions were not correct. However, their actions were of no use. The more violent Minnie bombs swept over and overturned them to the ground. The personnel fell to the ground from the speeding horses, and the injured horses drew long gullies on the ground. The other Tatar cavalry felt something was wrong and hurriedly retreated into the city.

Due to the sudden situation, the Tatar cavalry and the *** cavalry present lost their inch. When they entered the city, there was another serious conflict. As a result, the two sides fought and left chaos near the city gate again. With a huge city gate, there were not many people who could enter. The white-clothed military musketeers behind took the opportunity to step forward and fired one row after another. A large number of Minni bombs were swept over, and there were messy corpses of Tatar cavalry or *** cavalry corpses everywhere near the city gate of Zhuanglang City.

"What's going on?" Bachlu asked in shock.

This time, the Tatars army was led to Zhuanglang City. Morigen was the power vanguard Bachlu, who was under Morigen. Morigen used Gansu town as a base to attack the northwest of the Ming Empire, while Bachlu intended to use Zhuanglang City as a base to attack Ningxia Town. His plan was very simple. He led the vanguard troops to station in Zhuanglang City, waiting for the arrival of subsequent troops. As a result, he did not expect that his attack had not yet begun, and the white-clothed army had arrived.

In fact, Bachlu had just arrived in Zhuanglang City. The first thing he did after he arrived was to order the Lu family to move out of Zhuanglang City. Because of his tough attitude and rude methods, the Lu family was a little uncooperative. Unexpectedly, before his butt was hot, the White Army came. He didn't need a report from his subordinates at all, and he knew that it was the White Army. Who else was there except the White Army?

"Damn it!" Bachlu yelled in anger.

With a swish, he pulled out his golden sword, left the house, and came directly to the city.

His appearance immediately had a huge effect. As a veteran of the Tatars, the golden saber in Bachlu's hand was definitely not a joke. The Tatars, or the ***, who were originally a little panicked, couldn't help but be afraid when they saw Bachlu's figure and the golden saber in his hand. Even the boss of the Lu family could only obey orders at this time. Unless he wanted to die under the golden saber.

"Bang bang bang!"

The gunshots outside continued.

This is the musketeer of the White Army, step by step oppressing and approaching the city wall.

It must be admitted that at the beginning, the Tartars were indeed stunned at once. They were caught off guard, and they suffered huge casualties. In the chaos, the troops outside the city were almost completely injured and killed. In just a moment, the Tartars suffered more than 500 people. However, these Tartars, after all, were Morigen's subordinates, were still very elite soldiers who could fight. When they found that something was wrong, they immediately entered the city and guarded the city. The city gate was only closed, and there were obstacles behind them. When Bachlu's figure appeared, they basically calmed down.

Mo Rigen led them to fight in the east and west, and fought in the south and north. What kind of unexpected situation has never been encountered? No matter how powerful the musketeers of the White-Clothed Army were, they could not completely crush the Tartars mentally. On the contrary, the fierceness of many Tartars was aroused. They were always the only ones who bullied the Han people. When was it the Han people's turn to bully them? This was impossible! They kept shooting fierce arrows in the direction of the White-Clothed Army.
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