"This battle concerns the fate of the Ming Dynasty. How important is it? Can you bear it?" Xue Lu shouted with a sullen face, "Whoever runs away will be killed!"
However, more and more people were fleeing and retreating, and the area within a radius of more than two miles was in chaos! The law enforcement team with machetes was too small to scare too many people in the square formation.
In the distance, two law enforcement soldiers were brandishing their knives and yelling as they hacked at people, when they were suddenly pulled off their horses by the surging fleeing soldiers. After a while, after a group of people trampled over them, the law enforcement soldiers were reduced to two piles of blood and flesh.
Xue Lu looked at the retreating formation, which was becoming increasingly chaotic, and stretched out his hand, unconsciously making a useless movement. His palms opened and closed, as if he was casting a spell to stop the collapse.
The spell obvi
The left wing (west) of the Han army, led by Zhao Ping, was waiting in battle array, but had not yet launched an attack; however, they began to be actively attacked by the government troops.The commander-in-chief here was Zhao Ping, and his deputy generals were Lu Zhen, the deputy governor of the military governor's office, and Wang Yu, the deputy governor of the military governor's office. Among the army, Yin Desheng, the deputy commander of the Yunnan vanguard, led more than a thousand infantrymen in the second-line square group, commanding two large squares.Further to the left of the left wing army's formation is the Fuyi River; the soldiers standing on the hillside to form the battle formation could probably see the river surface if they looked west.The cavalry surged in front and on the sides of the formation, the hooves roared and the strings rang like rain. But those cavalry were definitely enemy troops! The Han army had almost no decent cavalry on
The Yunnan vanguard Zuo Qian, the six-character green-bordered flag was still fluttering in the northwest wind. Yin Desheng's camp was like a hard rock; they seemed to have inspired the rest of the Yunnan vanguard, the phalanx group on the left wing had stopped retreating and was still fighting fiercely."Bang, bang, bang..." The muskets in front flashed, and a huge noise enveloped the soldiers. The enemy infantry in front continued to attack, while the Han army formations on the right had collapsed; the enemy cavalry galloped on the flanks, and the sound of bowstrings continued.The square formation led by Yin Desheng suffered heavy casualties and had shrunk by half compared to the initial size! Outside the formation were densely packed corpses, including those of the Han army and a large number of government troops.The disgusting strong smell of blood and the stench of feces were everywhere in the wind and the choking smoke.Although the soldiers of
Zhu Gaoxu rode his horse up a hill and suddenly felt that the huge roaring noise on the battlefield was louder.On his left back, an arrow feather was still stuck in the chain mail. The pain from the wound seemed to spread to the entire left half of his body, and he dared not use his left arm. On his chest, because of the two layers of heavy armor, cold-forged lamellar armor and chain mail, two arrows with broken tails were stuck there... One was stuck in the lamellar armor and could not penetrate the heavy armor at all, and the other just injured the skin.Zhu Gaoxu felt that the most serious injury was the gunshot wound on his chest that penetrated two layers of armor. Although it didn't seem deep, the lead bullet was very dirty and he was afraid of infection. His chest was covered with blood, but it was not his blood, but the blood of the killed government soldiers. The two flesh wounds on his chest did not bleed much, and even the armor could not penetrate.
The atmosphere in the camps of the King of Han's army was completely different from that on the battlefield. Some wounded soldiers had been sent back to the camps, and there were groans of pain everywhere; hearing those cries suddenly made people feel that life was hopeless.If Zhu Gaoxu and others had not just returned from the battlefield, they would probably have mistakenly believed that the Han army had been defeated?Walking on the dirt road, you can hear people crying for their parents all around, it is so miserable.Not many soldiers actually died on the battlefield. The weapons at that time did not have enough penetration, and most soldiers with armor would not be killed directly, but injured. But the truly cruel thing was this! Many injured soldiers would not die immediately, but would slowly wait to die. Doctors simply could not heal those who were too seriously injured.Zhu Gaoxu's previous nervousness and excitement gradually subsided at th
On the evening of November 3rd in the first year of Hongxi (the sixth year of Yongle in the areas controlled by the Han Palace), the Huguang Campaign, which had lasted for more than ten days, finally came to an end.There is a narrow island on the Xiangjiang River to the west of Tanzhou Prefecture. The river from the island to the west bank of the Xiangjiang River is narrow. At this time, there is a raging fire on the water, and many floating bridges have been set on fire! The river on the east side of the island is wider, and many large ships are coming and going, transporting the remnants of the government troops across the river.The island was crowded with people. The army was not in formation, and the chaotic war horses and soldiers filled the land on the island.Some rebel cavalry on the west bank were wandering along the river; but the pontoon bridge was on fire, and they could only watch the chaotic soldiers on the island and could do nothing.
The capital city was shrouded in heavy hurricane rain. From time to time, strong winds blew in the sky, and the pattering rain blew to the eaves of the palace. The countless palaces and towers in the imperial city were all shrouded in hazy rain.The dark clouds that had been overcast for many days in the past few days finally started to rain. It rains continuously.Outside the imperial gate, Yuan Gong, the minister of Taichang Temple, who had put away his umbrella, was suddenly hit by a burst of rain that flew sideways, and his head and face were covered with water. I don't know if he was caught in the rain or because of something else. He was furious and cursed.Yuan Gong used to be a fortune teller, and he himself had a good-looking face, with a square face, fair skin and big ears. But at this moment, his face was distorted by extreme anger, his complexion was pale and blue, and his eyes were bloodshot!There were some ministers around, and their exp
When Yuan Gong walked out of the imperial city, he was still wearing a red round-collared official robe. He put away his umbrella and got into a carriage. At Yuan Gong's command, a group of carriages and horses and ceremonial attendants headed towards Taiping Gate.After the troops walked out of Taiping Gate, Yuan Gong left behind most of his entourage and only a carriage with two people went to Qingshou Temple. When the late emperor personally visited Qingshou Temple, there were not many people, so Yuan Gong naturally would not go to Qingshou Temple to show his official etiquette.He entered Qingshou Temple and lit a stick of incense in the main hall. Then the monk Qingyuan came over and took Yuan Gong to the place where Daoyan was presiding.Monk Qingyuan pushed open a wooden door and clasped his hands together and said, "Master, Yuan Siqing is here.""Come in." Dao Yan's old voice said.Yuan Gong walked in and closed the door behind his back.
Duke of Wei Xu Huizu was certainly not ill, if he was ill it was only a mental illness.As soon as the guests left, he jumped off the bed very swiftly, took off the clothes he was wearing, put on a gray cloth robe, and immediately pinched his nose and walked out of the bedroom full of the smell of medicine.At this moment, a servant suddenly rushed in and said anxiously, "Eunuch Hai Tao is here with a letter!""Damn it!" Xu Huizu cursed in a deep voice, and had to go back to the bedroom and take off the robe he had just put on. Then he lay on the bed, adjusted his posture and movements, and tried not to use the strength of his body.After a while, the eunuch Haitao came in. Xu Huizu struggled to get up from the bed again, exchanged a few words of greeting, and then took a letter from Haitao.Xu Huizu unfolded the letter and saw the handwriting, and he determined that it was not written by a man. As expected, Haitao reminded him, "This was written