"This guy, this guy, my younger brother, the right Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple, was killed today. I hope my brother will be the leader and save me. I will never forget you."

In the drizzle, a fifth-rank official was standing by the ditch, and in the ditch that had been drought, a carriage full of boxes was lying in the ditch. Two manned carriages next to them were broken and their wheels were tilted, and the other was intact.

The official's family and several personal servants sat in the carriage, all of whom were panicked. The official was still calm and called for help from a carriage and horse that was coming towards him.

"Go away, go away."

The sound of the owner lowering his voice came from a carriage heading in the convoy.

What else does the driver who is driving the car do not understand? The owner is unwilling to help.

Yes, when is it? The army of Li thief is about to chase him, and he doesn't care about running for his own life. How can he have the leisure to save people?

"Go, go..."

The coachman shouted loudly, and the whip was slamming. The speed of the carriage and horse not only did not decrease, but was faster.

"This guy, this guy, you can't leave!" the official shouted loudly, shouting with emotion, but he couldn't call back the convoy that was gradually moving away.

"Master, what should I do?" asked anxiously, and the faces of the superiors and subordinates were even more ugly. This was not the first person to refuse to save them. They gathered hope again and again and again, and welcoming disappointment again and again. Not only the subordinates, but also the official themselves were out of mind.

"No, no, no, let's go back to the capital." The official said fiercely with red eyes. He threw the jar. Since the old Zhu family was ruthless and his colleagues were selfish, I turned to the new dynasty.

But not everyone makes such a choice, or not everyone is so unlucky about what is in front of him.

It is not uncommon for carriages and horses to break down on the road, but the horses are frightened. Not only do they pull the carriage into the ditch themselves, but they also crash other carriages. There are not many such unlucky things.

Those chariots and horses are damaged, and the most common choice is to abandon them directly. Pick up some precious things and bring them with them, and even the extra slaves will be abandoned.

"Master, Master, take me with you. What should we do if you leave?"

"Master, please bring me..."

Along the canal, we cried all the way, and the scene was so sad and miserable.

"Master, these officials?" Zheng Jun's detective quickly found some situations. Some slippery middle and low-level officials, or some unlucky officials, seemed to have the momentum to "return" to the capital.

"No matter what they are, just keep an eye on those big fish." Zheng Zhilong didn't care about those small officials. There were thousands of officials of all sizes in Yanjing City. He just wanted to keep an eye on them, so there was not enough manpower, right?

Just send the big fish to the south, and the remaining officials will go with them. Zheng Zhilong believes that there will be a few people returning to the capital.

Because they knew very well that as long as they stepped out of Yanjing City and returned to the capital to surrender to the Xin Dynasty, it would feel different.

Bai Liangzhu ran back to the central army by horse, and his uncles Bai Guangen, Ma Ke, and Tang Tong were both sitting on the flat stump waiting for the report.

"Where is Zheng Zhilong deploying his troops?"

"Zheng Zhilong's flag stands on Pingtong Bridge, and the entire army lined up in a straight line, reaching Xianghe County in the east and Anping Town in the west."

Pingtong Bridge is a stone bridge connecting both sides of the canal. At the east end, you can go to Xianghe County and at the west end, you can reach Anping Town.

"The distance is not short. Zheng Zhilong has only a few heads in his hands? How dare he arrange troops like this?" Tang Tongxian called out.

From Anping Town to Xianghe County, there are at least ten miles along the way. Zheng Zhilong's troops are divided enough.

"You can't underestimate Zheng Zhilong's soldiers..."

Bai Guangen and Ma Ke, who participated in the Battle of Zhangqiu Town, looked solemn, but Tang Tong's face was relaxed. Seeing the two of them talking like this, they immediately took the lead and said, "Since that's the case, I'd better fight this Pingtong Bridge. The two of them surrounded each other from the east and west sides, without having to force the attack on Xianghe County and Anping Town, just send troops to watch over the people. Then the two of them just led their troops to chase Wu Qing."

"but……"

As soon as he changed his voice, a playful smile appeared on Tang Tong's face.

The three of them didn't think about capturing Emperor Chongzhen, but they were sure of capturing some ministers who followed him, seizing some money, and even some beautiful little ladies.

Bai Guangen and Ma Ke were all very happy when they saw that Tang Tong took the initiative to pick up the hot potato. They had seen Zheng Jun's powerful guns and cannons, but they didn't want to fight with Zheng Zhilong. They promised one after another: "Don't worry, brother, we understand the rules." Not only did they have to share the money for Tang Tong, but they also had to share the money for him.

Tang Tong invisibly felt like the head of the three, and the latter pursued this point because his strength was the weakest among the three generals.

Smiled with satisfaction at the moment.

The sound of the trumpet sounded, and the Dashun army separated the army. The soldiers moved, and the momentum was quite loud. Zhou Yi immediately discovered it and quickly reported it to Zheng Zhilong.

"Tang Tong?"

This man is also a veteran, with a great reputation and a high status. He has served as the General of Xuanhua, General of Miyun, General of Jizhen, and other important positions. He is all around the capital, and his status is much more important than Zheng Zhilong, the general of Fujian Province before. He holds military power and plays an important role.

But when it comes to his achievements and achievements, it is not that Zheng Zhilong looked down on him. Among the three generals who chased him this time, he looked down on Tang Tong the most.

Tang Tong's troops were also traumatized after several trauma. Although there were only 8,000 people, they were not all veterans.

He captured some young and strong men and slaves on the march. Since he was held behind him, the male servant was like the young and strong men who were arrested. He still had to walk in front of the army while working with the army.

These people were Tang Tong's soldiers, first new recruits, then backbone veterans, and finally servants.

This is the way many generals fight at present. After more than ten years of fighting with Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and others, the Ming army seemed to have become bandits as well.

Holding the blue Dashun banner, Tang Tong's army rushed from the east bank to Pingtong Bridge in a black way, while there were only 1,800 people on the west bank of the river.

"It turns out that there are no cannons!" Zheng Zhilong smiled on his face. It would be better if there are no cannons. Tang Tong had no cannons, so it was time for his cannon to speak.

As the Tang Tong Army gradually approached, the distance between the two armies changed from two miles to one mile, and then to a hundred and ten feet.

Zheng Jun's artillery opened fire.

Amid the rumbling cannons, white smoke rose from Zheng Zhilong's army's Pingtong Bridge position, and shells that were abandoned as if adults were clenched in fists roared out and flew towards the Tang Tongjun opposite.

Before the forefront of the scapegoats could see Zheng Jun's face clearly, they were bombarded and immediately exclaimed.

Many people subconsciously wanted to escape, but the two Tang Tongjun soldiers who were kept as surveillance in the crowd took swords and guns, one of whom rolled his head and the other was strung to the ground, which immediately scared everyone.

Solid bombs cannot explode, but they will roll and jump on the ground. These shells cannot see the tracks in the air, but after falling into the crowd, they will immediately plow blood-colored grooves in the crowd.

In the face of the huge momentum caused by the explosion of the medicine powder, the human body is as fragile as tofu. No matter how thick the armor is, it is useless, let alone the person without armor?

It basically won't cause the injured person - either he was not touched, he was fine at all. Or he was touched, and he would be dead.

If you are touched by a shell, even if you don't die on the spot, you will be missing the broken bones and limbs of your arms and legs. You will definitely die in this era. The Tang Tong Army soldiers in the crowd will not tolerate their screams. With the help of their morale, they will immediately go forward and finish the fight. It is very cruel.

Six artillery pieces and six spherical bullets caused about thirty or fifty casualties in the rebel formation at once - some were pushed to the point of being injured in panic.

But even so, it disrupted the marching of the front of the Tang Tong Army.

The artillery is called the God of War. For traditional dense array combat methods, the lethality that solid shells can cause is far greater than imagined.

The shelling means that the battle will officially start. The enemy's army of thousands of people obviously would not admit defeat because of a shelling, not to mention that they were not the ones who died. The enemy's attack array, which was originally dense in formation and was slowly advancing, stopped for a moment. Then, amid the loud sound of war drums and horn cannons, the huge battle formation suddenly accelerated, and he stepped on the sound of golden drums and rushed towards Zheng Zhilong's army.

Just walking quickly, not running, the Tang Tongjun still has some combat experience.

Don’t look at the distance of less than a mile and a small distance, try running around with a sword and a gun? When you run to the ground, you should breathe heavily.

They just walked faster and gradually distanced themselves from each other.

The big turtledove-footed gun also began to shoot, and there were snipers. The target they were aiming was the soldiers in the crowd in the front of the Tang Tong Army. Buqiu killed them all, but if one of them was killed, the looseness in the front would be even greater, right?

"Hu..." On the Pingtong Bridge, Zhu Chunchen put down the monocular lens in his hand, exhaled, and sweated coldly on his forehead. But he could finally give him a breath for a while and wipe his sweat.

Although Pingtong Bridge is where Zheng Zhilong's flag is located, there are only three thousand infantry and cavalry here. Zhu Chunchen was always called to be uneasy, but he was afraid that he would be defeated and could not even run away. Now he can rest assured.

Although Tang Tong had many soldiers under his command, he had no shield chariots, and his body was full of flesh and blood. He should be unable to withstand the guns and cannons of Zheng Zhilong's army.

"Tang Tong, a thief, was in vain to betray the holy grace and surrender the thief. I wish I could get his meat and eat it. If Annanbo could severely damage the thief's army today and send the victory to the front of the imperial court, his Majesty would be overjoyed and wipe out the decadence of leaving the capital."

Zheng Zhilong laughed loudly after hearing this, "I'll borrow the auspicious words from the Duke of China. The Tang thieves rely on more troops to attack, and today they will let him know the power."
Chapter completed!