Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

"General! There is an enemy attack!" The soldier rushed to Zhao Junyong with a bloody face.

Zhao Junyong rode on the horse, his lips pressed tightly: "Whose person?"

Little soldier: "They didn't fly the flag! Can't see it!"

Zhao Jun gritted his teeth: "How many people are there?"

Little soldier: "Two men and horses rushed in from the north and the south. They are well-armed and look like veterans. They are by no means bandits and robbers, but the number is not large. There should be only two to three thousand."

Zhao Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the number of people. He has a strong army of 100,000. It is impossible to kill 20,000 people. He said gloomily, "No matter who they are, they have to keep me here today. !"

As long as you ask who their soldiers are, it’s your own merit and another military merit. When facing Peng Da, you can straighten your waist and vent your nose.

Zhao Jun used the leader to rush towards the rear.

Chen Baisong and Li Congrong each led 10,000 people. They were like a sharp knife, piercing each other’s formation. Zhao Jun’s soldiers had never seen such a scene before, each of them wearing breastplates, With Fan Yang hats on his heads, long knives and spears in his hands, the spear heads glowed with cold light, and the cavalry rushed straight into the hinterland as if they were in an unmanned state.

Chen Baisong pulled up the reins and immediately jumped up, his horseshoes pressed hard against the enemy in front of him.

He led five thousand cavalry, five thousand infantry, the cavalry charged into the battle, the infantry followed the way the cavalry opened.

"Take them for me!" Zhao Jun shouted loudly, waved his whip, fell fiercely, and rushed into the crowd.

Sun Jiajun heard the general's voice and found the backbone. They took the weapons in their hands and rushed towards Chen Bosong and Li Congrong.

Chen Baisong shouted: "Withdraw!"

Li Congrong followed closely, the two turned their horses, and the soldiers rushed out again following them.

Zhao Jun sneered and said: "You dare to touch the tiger's butt, chase it!"

There are only such a small number of people who retreat as soon as they see him. No matter how small the mosquito is, it is a military merit.

The soldier beside him said cautiously: "General, the poor are not chasing them, maybe they have some tricks."

Zhao Junyong: "Timid and fearful! I am an army of 100,000, and they will not be our opponents even if another 20,000 or 30,000 are coming!"

The little soldier took a deep breath: "They act quite well-organized and equipped with sophisticated weapons. They might have..."

Zhao Junyong is not a fool either, but he turned his mind and said with a smile: "The people here now are all directed at Hanyang. Now that they can fight with troops, either it is from King Xiaoming or that People of the Southern King, they are not as close as we are. They rushed over when they heard the news and they can't get here now."

"In that case, those people should only be family soldiers nearby." Zhao Jun smiled with an aspirational smile on his face, "The worm shakes the tree."

The little soldier had a suddenly realized expression: "As expected of the general! The general has great wisdom!"

Zhao Jun glanced at Xiao Bing triumphantly.

He didn't know that Lin Yuan had opened the hanger. Knowing the time in advance, he had set off long ago.

If Lin Yuan hadn't opened up, then his inference was correct, and he would not fall into a state of life and death.

Zhao Jun took the lead and rushed forward. They were not familiar with the terrain here. Even if there were scouts to clear the way, they would not explore too far. The little soldier persuaded, "General, the scouts haven't visited there."

Zhao Jun wanted to choke this talky little soldier to death, but thinking of how many things the little soldier had given him at home, he could only bear with it, with blue veins on his forehead, and said in a bad tone: "The road is dead, and man is alive. Yes, there is no flexibility at all?"

The soldier wanted to speak, but Zhao Junyong had already rushed out.

Zhu Yuanzhang is on the slope of the canyon with clairvoyance in his hand-it is a telescope. This thing was made by Lin Yuansu, but the lens used to make the lens is not glass, but crystal with high transparency. When the craftsman polished it according to Lin Yuan's requirements I heard that they were all crying and beating, and the cost was high, but in Lin Yuan's view, it was very worthwhile.

But it can't be mass-produced. Lin Yuan sometimes even thinks, if God could send him a traverser who majored in engineering, he would be able to lift people to the sky and give him whatever he wanted.

Even if he only knows theoretical knowledge, he is better than himself, a person who has made more telescopes.

Zhu Yuanzhang’s soldiers looked at Zhu Yuanzhang with envy. This clairvoyance was bestowed by the South Bodhisattva to the general. Everyone in the barracks knows that this clairvoyance can see very far, and everyone can’t see. As long as you use this, the other party You can clearly see everything you wear. Apart from letting them look fresh when he first got it, his general never let them touch him again.

Zhu Yuanzhang turned his head to see the expression of the soldier, and found that this man was salivating, and he was almost harassed in front of him. He smiled and passed the clairvoyance to the soldier: "Let's take a look."

The soldier took the clairvoyance with both hands. He treasured it very much. Although no one knows how the clairvoyance was made, everyone thought it was an immortal method. Only the South Bodhisattva could create it. There are so many capable people and strangers in the world. Can't make it, but Nan Bodhisattva can make it, and will it prove once again that Nan Bodhisattva is extraordinary?

The enemy has not arrived yet.

The soldier looked at the woods with clairvoyance and looked at it with gusto: "This clairvoyance is so good. The gods in the sky use this too? Only to see things in the world."

Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a while: "Perhaps."

He also felt that Lin Yuan was extraordinary.

The longer he stayed under Lin Yuan's hands, the deeper the feeling.

Lin Yuan was like omnipotent except not knowing how to fight.

Even the milk tofu that everyone eats in the military camp is made by Lin Yuan. It is made of milk. It is a bit sour and very hard, but if you are full, you can feel full by eating a small piece. I love this, although not everyone is used to it, but it’s good if you are full.

"Have you seen enough? Give it back to me." Zhu Yuanzhang said helplessly as he watched the soldiers looking at the clairvoyance.

The soldier handed the clairvoyance to Zhu Yuanzhang reluctantly: "General, you said, will Nan Bodhisattva match it to us in the future?"

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "Such a crystal is not common, and the South Bodhisattva got it by accident."

The soldier sighed and decided to work hard to climb up. If one day he becomes a general, the Nan Bodhisattva will definitely give him one.

If you can hold a clairvoyance in your hand, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Just as the soldier was daydreaming, Zhu Yuanzhang's face became serious, and he put down his clairvoyance: "Here is the man, get ready!"

The soldiers recovered quickly.

Chen Baisong and Li Congrong led people through the gorge. After the last one passed, Zhu Yuanzhang gave the order: "Set fire!"

The filled grass ball was ignited by the fire and rolled down the hillside. In addition to the grass ball, there were huge rocks rolling down together.

The two-round archer is ready. The accuracy of □□ is much better than that of traditional bows and arrows. There are no shortcomings except that the cost is too high. Lin Yuan is a person who does not indulge in pleasure and is willing to spend money on weapons. So all the archers are equipped with.

Zhao Junyong had noticed something wrong when he saw the two teams rushing into the canyon. He was about to shout to retreat. Arrow rain poured down from the height of the canyon. With the huge fireball and boulders, the soldiers had no preparation. , Suddenly changed, and did not wait for the order of the peak, chaos.

Accompanied by a huge roar, Zhao Jun's command was not heard by anyone but the people around him.

Just before Zhao Jun used his men to wave the flag of retreat, Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Baisong had already led their troops down.

The canyon is narrow in front and wide in the back. There is no retreat in the front, and there are giant arrows in the rain. They rushed in from the rear. The formation of this army has been dispersed, and the soldiers have no fighting spirit. Even with weapons in their hands, there is no threat.

A hundred thousand army, when the military order cannot be conveyed in place, will become a mass of scattered sand, which is more deadly than a small army.

The military orders of the army are generally conveyed by banners, and different banners have different meanings.

Attack is a flag, retreat is a flag.

Changing the formation is a flag.

But now, Zhao Junyong is holding the flag, and the people behind can't see it.

Zhao Junyong was able to flee with his soldiers, but he couldn't run, where would he go if he ran away?Fleeing, unless he changes his face to become a commoner, he will never be able to regain the seat of general in his life.

"Kill!" Zhao Junyong raised his spear, "Kill with me!"

At this time, you can only fight to the death.

The soldiers followed him, and he would fight head-on, even if the soldiers could not see his military orders.

When Zhao Jun was running through the crowd, the soldiers finally saw his general and found the backbone. The scattered sand reunited, and they regained their combat effectiveness, as if they were reborn.

Zhao Jun held a crossbow in his hand. His martial arts were extraordinary, he didn't have any imaginary tricks, and he almost killed him in one shot.

Chen Baisong raised his eyes and rushed over.

He must kill Zhao Junyong. If this person is there, they will not necessarily win, even if they win, they will definitely win tragically.

Capture the thief first, capture the king, and as long as this person dies, the army will be dispersed.

"Brother Chen, be careful!" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted and led his troops to catch up.

When the two armies are facing each other, one step wrong is tens of thousands of lives.

Li Congrong spit out blood on the ground: "Fucking, brothers! Follow me! Go back alive and become an official!"

There are clear rewards for military exploits.

Awarded land-the land is owned by the state, no taxes are collected.

Award house, award money.

If the credit is too great, the officials shall be awarded the title.

Sure enough, when Li Congrong said this, the soldiers beside him yelled.

Those who could not be heard in the distance were also yelled by the emotions of the crowd. Their morale was high, and none of them flinched.

These soldiers are regular troops, have been trained for at least two years, and each are upright and mature.

On the other hand, Zhao Junyong, the young and old accounted for 30%. Although the middle-aged men accounted for 70%, their physical quality could not be compared with that of Lin Yuan's soldiers.

They fought hard, just took a breather.