The combat power of an army should be generally divided into two aspects: combat skills and combat will. Combat skills can be obtained through training, but combat will must be accumulated bit by bit through actual combat.

If you don't die, I have to die. I have to have such a ruthless spirit. I can kill you before you kill me, and I have to have such a confidence.

This ruthlessness and confidence must be brought from actual combat and from continuous victory.

Armies with strong combat effectiveness can often defeat the strong with weak, especially in the era of cold weapons, which is very common.

The eighteen cavalry of Yanyun in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, and the eighteen men defeated thousands of Turkic soldiers;

The Xuanjia Cavalry of the Tang Dynasty, one thousand people, fought against tens of thousands, and killed six thousand prisoners;

The army of Song Beiwei was borne by five hundred people and defeated 100,000 Jin soldiers;

During the Battle of Sarhu in this dynasty, dozens of Qing soldiers scouts scared Li Rusong's 15,000 troops and more than 3,000 casualties.

Not to mention these far-reaching ones, just say that this time the Qing army attacked the city, the three hundred people scared thousands of Ming imperial guards into scattering birds and beasts. This was caused by one side's super strong combat power and the other side's super weak combat power.

Zhu Youlang knew this well. It would be a blank saying that he could not train elite soldiers that were comparable to the Qing soldiers. To rebel against the Qing army, it would be a matter of empty talk. Of course, training elite soldiers was a matter of the future, but now he was directly fighting against the Qing army. He did not think that if he had four or five thousand town soldiers, he would definitely be able to defeat three hundred Qing soldiers.

Therefore, he ordered Zhang Jiayu to fight against rabbits with all his strength. Those who can use the right land must use the right land. Those who can kill the enemy at a long range will never fight in close combat.

Zhang Jiayu deeply agreed with Zhu Youlang's view. He also knew this truth. Although there were many people on his side, if he faced the enemy head-on, his own village soldiers would be defeated at once, fearing emotions would be contagious, and impulsive to the formation. Without the Qing soldiers taking action, he would disperse himself.

After all, I was still afraid of the combat effectiveness of the rural soldiers who had been trained for three months and my fear of the combat effectiveness of the Qing soldiers.

The name of a person and the shadow of a tree, the Qing soldiers can fight out of the white mountains and black waters, and fight to the south, and their combat effectiveness is not something that can be blown away.

Zhang Jiayu's three thousand town soldiers were led by his three sons Zhang Hu, Zhang Biao and Zhang Bao, and Chen Zizhuang's one thousand town soldiers were led by Chen Zizhuang's nephew Chen Shihao.

The mission had been dispatched long ago. Chen Shihao and his people from the headquarters were ambushed early in the residential area from the north gate to the palace, responsible for solving the Qing soldiers who attacked the palace. Jiao Lian and Bai Gui led 600 soldiers from Zhaoqing and 1,000 Zhang Hu from Zhang Hu to the Qing soldiers, Zhang Biao and Zhang Bao were ambushed in the residential area from the palace to the east gate, and only attacked reinforcements from the Qing soldiers who came in from the north gate.

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"Mr. Zhang, let's take the lead?" Jiao Lian looked at Zhang Jiayu eagerly.

"No, General Jiao, you and General Bai are in charge of the formation and let Hu'er take the lead." Zhang Jiayu refused.

Jiao Lian, Bai Gui felt very uncomfortable, and his face came out: "Is your Lord Zhang trying to seize the merits? Okay, let's see how your Zhang family is doing."

Zhang Jiayu ignored the thoughts of the two, turned his head to his son Zhang Hu and said, "Hu'er, let's start."

I had already given instructions if I should give them a message, and Zhang Jiayu did not say nonsense and directly issued an order to his son.

"Get orders!" Zhang Hu replied confidently and turned his horse.

Zhang Hu is big and thick, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Just looking at his figure, he is worthy of the word "Tiger" in his name. He has practiced martial arts with his father since he was a child and has practiced martial arts well.

My father had already told them very solemnly that this battle was related to the status of their father and son in the court in the future, and they could only win but not lose.

The three brothers of the Zhang family naturally knew this truth, but they still disagreed with their father's seriousness. In his opinion, even if the Qing soldiers could fight, it was too easy to hit one thousand people and one hundred people. Isn't this a contribution to the beginning? Is it necessary to be so serious?

But when he led the team to really face the Qing soldiers, he realized that his father's concerns were not unreasonable.

"Brothers, raise troops for a thousand days, use troops for a while, and make achievements today." Zhang Hu rode his horse, stood in front of the team, shouted loudly, and mobilized before the battle.

But when he saw the soldiers who looked alive on the training ground and looked a little confused, he realized that he would not buy it if he was just talking nonsense.

"Kill one Qing army and reward five taels of silver. Those who escaped at the battle will be killed without any reason! Let's go!" Zhang Hu did not talk too much nonsense, gave up the reward, emphasized discipline, and ordered the team to rush towards the east gate.

"Hehe, look at it. Five taels of silver is a lot, but the soldiers obviously don't have much enthusiasm. I think the soldiers trained by the Zhang family are just like this." Bai Gui said quietly to Jiao Lian.

"Do you think the top skills are so easy to win?" Jiao Lian also had the intention to watch the fun.

Zhang Jiayu was different from his son, but he saw the fear in the eyes of the soldiers. He thought for a while and said to his personal captain: "You stand behind the team with a knife, and everyone who retreats will be killed!"

"Yes!" The captain of the personal soldiers agreed and left.

Unlike Chen Shihao who shot Zhang Yong on the roof of a house, attacking the east gate guarded by Ding Cong was the most difficult battle because the geographical advantage was in the hands of the Qing soldiers.

The rural soldiers must attack upward from the corridor next to the city gate, and the difficulty can be imagined.

When Zhang Hu's village soldiers rushed to the east gate, Ding Cong was not panicked when he saw a large group of miscellaneous soldiers rushing up. He saw too many situations, similar to the situation when he rebelled with the King of Chuang. It was just a group of mobs.

However, he did not know the enemy's situation and did not dare to confront him head-on. He immediately retreated to the city wall, took a high point, and shot arrows down.

The Qing soldiers had a very high shooting skills. After a rain of arrows, a large area of ​​the rural soldiers lay down. Seeing that the robes that were still alive just now became dead, they had already felt fear of the Qing soldiers, but then they expanded suddenly. With a "good" sound, they threw away the weapon, turned their heads and ran back.

Zhang Hu was furious when he saw this. He was afraid that the defeated soldiers would rush to chaos in the formation. He drew his sword and killed several of the villagers who fled in the front, but still couldn't stop his mentality.

"Kill me!"

Ding Cong is an old man. Seeing this, he could not miss the opportunity to beat a dog in the water? He ordered loudly.

"Kill!"

The Qing soldiers put away their bows and arrows, picked up swords and guns, and rushed down from the city wall.

"Oh, my god, run quickly, the Tartars are catching up." The villagers saw the Qing soldiers who were like wild animals chasing them with their braids, and they were both disintegrating and ran wildly.

Although Zhang Jiayu's personal soldiers killed forty or fifty people, the collapse had already come true and Zhang Jiayu was no longer able to gather the troops.

After practicing for more than three months, he turned out to be such a bear-like appearance. He was appointed by the emperor as the attendant of the Ministry of War and appointed himself as the commander-in-chief of the front enemy. He gave himself such an important burden to himself and fought like this in the first battle. This is so embarrassing! How can I explain to the emperor?!
Chapter completed!