Han Tong's face turned pale as Ming Jin retreated his troops. Leaders of all sizes gathered in the big tent. Even though the brazier was burning brightly, they were too trembling to make a sound.
Han Tongzheng gathered tens of thousands of believers and made the whole Shandong Province restless, relying on the extremely simple but extremely attractive teachings of the White Lotus Sect.
Moreover, this group of people are often able to burst out with extremely strong fighting power in a short period of time under the temptation of their vacuum hometown. The well-equipped officers and soldiers are often frightened by the madness and lifelessness of the believers.
During these days, except for the black armored cavalry encountered today, few officers and soldiers dared to go out of the city to fight.
However, everything has advantages and disadvantages. Han Tong also discovered a big problem at this time, and it was a problem that he could not solve in a short time: Han Tong, the Ming Dynasty King, was likely to lose control of the believers because of the crazy beliefs of the believers.
Today, just because of a word, I almost completely lost control of the believers. That feeling is really terrible!
"Song Jinxing, are today's casualty statistics out?"
The only middle-aged scribe in the tent who looked like a scholar left his chair and bowed: "Hui Ming King, 677 brothers from the old camp were killed in battle, 1,793 were seriously injured, and 410 were slightly injured. Two people. The former army lost 2,356 people. The exact number of injured has not yet been calculated, but it seems to be more than a thousand."
Han Tong's face became even worse. Those losers in the former army were dead, but the words of the old battalion brothers who had been following him about their casualties really made him feel distressed.
"Let the captured doctors take good care of the injured brothers from the old camp. If there are not enough medicinal materials, send people to the surrounding towns to grab them."
When Song Jinxing heard this, he wanted to persuade him, but he secretly glanced at Han Tong's angry eyes, and immediately lowered his head and said, "I accept your orders, and I'll go down and make arrangements."
After Song Jinxing walked out of the big tent, he was hit by the cold wind and shivered instantly.
This Great Ming King of the White Lotus Sect is not the image of a human master!
He shook his head slightly, smiled wryly, tightened his tight leather jacket, and turned around to walk towards the wounded and sick on the north side of the camp.
There were housed the wounded soldiers of the old battalion that Han Tong cared about the most. There were fairly warm tents, a brazier that spared no expense on firewood, and doctors who were about to come for medical treatment.
As for the wounded former soldiers placed outside the camp, they will also receive "rescue", such as a bowl of talisman water, a passage of scripture and teachings, and a foolish dream that will never come true.
Han Tong waited until Song Jinxing left the tent before he completely exploded.
He slammed the wine jar on the table to the ground. The frozen soil in the winter instantly caused the ceramic wine jar to fall apart. The aroma of wine that filled the tent made several rough and fierce yellow turban leaders couldn't help but twitch. nose.
But they don't dare to ask for wine now. When King Ming is angry, he will kill people!
"What are you doing for food? Didn't I tell you a long time ago that we rushed all the way from Tai'an and didn't even expend energy to attack Qufu, because we were afraid of unnecessary casualties caused by traveling thousands of miles and hastily attacking the city. It's better for you, even the men under our command People can’t restrain themselves. They are like irrational beasts who are picked on by someone’s words. They rush forward without thinking..."
"Brother... Prince Ming, my subordinates tried their best to stop me, but at that time, these poor people were like mad dogs. They would kill anyone they saw. Brother, I almost died under their swords. I couldn't stop them!"
Han Tong glared at the middle-aged man who was complaining, but did not say anything to blame.
The few people standing in the front are his confidants and brothers. In his team of more than 10,000 people, their prestige is second only to himself.
But even these people couldn't restrain the crazy believers, let alone others.
Han Tong fell into silence, and the atmosphere in the tent became more solemn.
After what seemed like a long time, Han Tong suddenly said: "The black-armored cavalry from the government army is likely to attack the camp tonight. You go down and be prepared. Please be alert tonight and don't sleep too much."
"yes."
"Brother, I know, don't worry, big brother."
"I will obey the Holy Order of King Ming!"
The noisy response gave Han Tong a headache. Compared with the orders and prohibitions of the officers and soldiers,
The White Lotus Sect is too far behind.
The White Lotus Sect came from afar and plundered villages and towns along the way. They did steal some money and food, but it was definitely not enough to supply the consumption of more than 10,000 people.
Song Jinxing planned carefully and could barely make enough for five days, so he buried a pot to cook rice in the camp tonight. The rice porridge was so thin that the face of the person serving the rice could be seen on his face.
Fortunately, there are also black-faced steamed buns and steamed buns, which can always fill your stomach.
In contrast, the officers and soldiers at the top of Yanzhou City were much happier. The hot mutton soup and the pancakes made the soldiers on duty at the top of the city gradually forget the fatigue of the day's battle.
The civilians who assisted in the battle today also held bowls and ate the food provided by the government, no less than the soldiers holding swords. There was enough broth and bread, and they were even allowed to take some time to go home and bring some to their families.
Jia Cong drank the last mouthful of broth in the bowl, wiped his mouth and began to warm the fire while writing a memorial to the capital.
The White Lotus Sect had been hidden for so many years, and suddenly broke out on a large scale. Its combat power was really beyond imagination.
In addition to the Beijing camp army and the elites from Jiubian, the guards and horses of the inland state capitals are really not necessarily the opponents of the White Lotus Sect.
Today, it is still possible to defend the city by relying on the tall and strong Yanzhou city and the support of Shenwu cavalry outside.
If we only rely on the men and horses of Ren City Guard, maybe the dragon flag at the top of the city will be replaced by the Mingwang flag of the White Lotus Sect.
"Little Third Master, should I take the brothers from the Shenwu Camp to explore the White Lotus Sect's camp tonight?"
Jia Cong put down the pen in his hand and poured a cup of tea for Jia Shiyi.
The two sat across from each other by the brazier and discussed the war.
Just listen to Jia Cong say: "No, this Han Tong is extremely cautious. Uncle Eleven caught him off guard today, and he will definitely be careful tonight. Besides, the brothers in Shenwu Camp are also very tired today, so let them have a good rest." The opportunity will come soon. He is on guard against his, and we rest ours. When he relaxes a little, Uncle Eleven will lead another charge."
Jia Shi nodded. The third master thought more comprehensively than he thought. The drama of the surprise attack has just been sung once, and if we do it again tonight, we might fall into Han Tong's trap.
"One more thing, I discovered a strange place while charging into battle today..."
Jia Shiyi's words cheered up Jia Cong and nodded for him to continue speaking.
Just listen to Jia Shiyi say solemnly: "It seems that the front, middle, rear and even the left and right soldiers of the White Lotus Sect are not all loyal to Han Tong. Not to mention the front army attacking the city, the young master should be able to tell that even the uniforms are decent They had no leather armor. The combat power of their left army was not strong. Only one brother came face to face with them and they all collapsed, even leaving Han Tong behind and running away. However, when they approached the central army, the brothers appeared dead and wounded. In their hands Not only do they have court-standard crossbows, they also have neat armor."
Jia Cong dared to let Jia Shiyi lead 800 cavalry to charge into the formation, relying on the powerful cavalry and their sharp weapons.
Facing grass bandits like the White Lotus Sect, it can almost be said to be a one-sided crushing. What he didn't expect was that the more than two thousand elites around Han Tong would have the imperial court's standard crossbows and armors.
This was only the first day of the battle, and out of the eight hundred Shenwu cavalry, two hundred were killed or wounded, which was already considered a serious injury.
"What do you think, Uncle Eleven?"
"I think Han Tong's more than 10,000 people can actually be commanded by him, and no more than 5,000 of them can actually be commanded by him. Those in the Zuo Army, for example, may not necessarily expend their own strength for Han Tong. So, we can think The methods are divided into different parts.”
Jia Cong has already understood Jia Shiyi's thoughts, and wants to recruit him!
It was indeed a good idea, but Jia Cong was unwilling.
If you want to get an official position, you will kill people and set fires, and you will be rewarded. One of the methods used by the imperial court to quell chaos, but Jia Cong did not intend to use it.
The White Lotus Sect outside the city is different from Wang Chenghai, the King of the Three Seas at sea. He was a person who avoided overseas during the previous dynasty, and few of the men of the Three Seas King committed evil deeds that brought trouble to the people.
On the other hand, this group of White Lotus cult monsters, Shandong has been messed up like this, the people have been displaced, but these people who committed murder and arson were recruited as officials by the imperial court. Why?
Jia Cong's face turned cold. Even if he died in the battle in Yanzhou City, he still had to defeat this group of evil cult monsters who burned, killed, looted, tortured and committed all kinds of evil.
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Let the thieves all over the world who want to satisfy their selfish desires on the flesh and blood of the people know that there is another Jia Sanlang in Daxia who will not accept the surrender of the thieves who harm the people!
"Little Third Master..."
"Uncle Eleven, I don't want to recruit these people. Their hands are almost stained with the blood of innocent people. Do you still remember what happened to the Yan family? Even the eight or nine-year-old girl will not be spared. If I recruit these people Man, I can’t sleep at night!”
Jia Shiyi was silent for a moment, then stood up and bowed to Jia Cong: "What the third master taught me is that my subordinates were wrong!"
"Uncle Eleven, what are you doing? You are not wrong, and I am not wrong either. It is the White Lotus Sect demon who is wrong."
Jia Cong's face improved, and he stood up and forced Jia Shiyi to sit down.
He didn't blame Jia Shiyi. Recruitment was not uncommon. In order to make a quick decision, officials in the DPRK and Central Government would sometimes use the people as bait, let alone recruitment.
"Let's talk about tomorrow's defense."
Jia Cong deliberately changed the subject, spread out the map, and discussed with Jia Shiyi the defense of his city. The discussion lasted until almost midnight, and then he covered himself with a thick blanket and spent the night in the tower.
Han Tong, who did not dare to close his eyes because he was worried about the black-armored cavalry attacking the camp at night, stared at the black dragon flag with a red background at the top of the Yanzhou city, feeling angry that he had been fooled.
I have carefully prepared so much and waited for you all night, but you didn't come?
Damn it, Jia’s son, you really deserve to die!
"Siege the city!"
Following Han Tong's order, the White Lotus Sect's attack order was much better this time.
Bows and crossbows suppressed the city head, siege vehicles and siege ladders slowly moved forward, and shield hands protected the siege bandits as they slowly moved towards the moat. The arrows from both sides came back and forth, killing and injuring each other.
Jia Cong slashed away the oncoming arrows with his sword and frowned.
Yesterday's siege was much more violent, but the disorderly siege was a military exploit for the defenders at the top of the city.
Today was different. Even though the White Lotus Sect's bandit suppressors didn't get much rest all night, the orderly and approaching bandits made Jia Cong feel the pressure.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The artillery at the top of the city finally showed its power, and the shells hit the siege team hard, taking away many lives every time, and even smashed a tall siege ladder.
But none of this could make up for the lack of troops defending the city. After another morning of resistance, just after noon, many bandits from the White Lotus Sect boarded the city.
The city gate was also hit repeatedly by siege engines, and it was about to be breached.
Jia Cong wiped the neck of the bandit in front of him with a knife, and said to the soldiers beside him: "Go to the city gate and pass the order to let them act according to the plan!"
When a soldier quickly descended from the city wall, Jia Cong wiped the blood from his faceplate, raised his sword and shouted: "Soldiers, behind us live our parents, our wives and brothers. We cannot let the monsters from the White Lotus Sect pass by. Kill the enemy with me! Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
There were loud cries of killing at the top of the city. The already exhausted soldiers remembered the tragic incident of the Yan family that Jia Cong told when they had dinner at the top of the city last night. The tragic death of the little girl made them suddenly angry.
It turns out that they keep preaching that the White Lotus Sect equalizes land and property to help the poor, but it is so cruel and commits all kinds of evil.
Mrs. Yan has a noble character and is well-known in Shandong. The Yan family is a truly philanthropic family, but they were harmed by the White Lotus Sect.
So, if the White Lotus Sect enters the city, will there be anyone alive in Yanzhou?
The soldiers suddenly burst out with boundless fighting power and began to press against the White Lotus Sect bandits who had boarded the city.
The civilians also picked up the swords on the ground, or directly held poles and sticks, and rushed to the top of the city to help the soldiers kill the enemy.
The bandits at the top of the city were quickly killed by the outburst of soldiers and civilians. The additional rolling stones and wood soon played a big role. After stabilizing the situation at the top of the city, Jia Cong immediately sent Jia Shiyi to check the city. The situation at the city gate.
I don't know where Han Tong got the craftsmen from to build a siege vehicle that was very powerful and sturdy.
Even if the rolling stones from the top of the city were hit hard, they could not destroy it. At this moment, the city gate was about to be unable to hold up. The Qianhu official in charge of defending the city gate suddenly raised his hand, and the red curtain opened, revealing a dark cannon.
On both sides of the artillery, slender flintlock guns were aimed at the city gate.
Six hundred tigers, who kept their muskets hidden in the cloth bags on their backs on the way south, were finally going to show their fangs to the bandits of the White Lotus Sect today.
Including this Yuanyou Type 1 Tiger Cannon, which he received from the Ministry of Industry just before leaving Beijing, is one of Jia Cong's back-up personnel for coming to Shandong this time.
Boom!
The city gate finally fell, bricks and stones flying, and dust flying.
The White Lotus cult bandits, who were guarding the city gate with swords, were overjoyed that they had not been attacked at all, thinking that the officers and soldiers had been frightened by their ferocity.
When they arrived in the city shouting and charging, they saw hundreds of people blocking the road not far away.
There was only one cannon, no bows and crossbows, and it was unusual to see strange things in hand. The leader of the yellow scarf sneered and gave a few simple explanations to the people around him.
It's just a fire blunderbuss, it can't hit as far as a crossbow, and its accuracy is terrible.
"Brothers of the Holy Cult, King Ming has said that if you invade Yanzhou, if you don't seal the sword for three days, the gold and silver women in Yanzhou City will be yours for your brothers to use!"
In addition to the hundreds of former troops who attacked along the city gate, there were more veterans from the camp who came to take credit.
In just a few dozen breaths, nearly two thousand men and horses stood in front of the six hundred tiger warriors.
"Kill!"
As more and more people poured into the doorway, the White Lotus cult bandits realized that they had an advantage, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed over.
Huben's soldiers showed no fear or panic. Under Qianhu Wei Tong's orders, they aimed coldly and put their fingers on the triggers.
"Two pillars, fire!"
The squeaking primer quickly brought the flames into the barrel of the cannon. There was only a boom, the Tiger Cannon roared, and the shells shot out, cutting off the White Lotus Sect bandits who were charging.
The powerful Tiger Cannon blasted the oncoming bandit formation with just one shot, leaving a bloody trail, and finally hit the siege vehicle at the gate of the city hard.
Wow…
The wooden siege vehicle could not withstand the attack of artillery shells and fell apart instantly.
This sudden situation and the huge power of the Tiger Cannon scared the charging bandits to a standstill and did not dare to move forward.
"Brothers, don't be afraid. They only have one cannon and they don't have time to reload the ammunition. There are only a few hundred people, how can they be our opponents."
The leader of the Yellow Turban slashed to death a former military cultist who was trying to escape. He swung his sword forward and said, "Kill with me. If you are afraid of fighting, you can't go first. Kill!"
Whether it was the ferocious threat of the yellow scarf leader, the temptation of the gold and silver women in the city, or the fact that these bandits were really not afraid anymore, they continued to attack Huben quickly amidst the shouts of killing.
Gunner Erzhuli cleaned the gun barrel and loaded ammunition in accordance with the operating specifications.
Wei Tong looked at the approaching bandits and smiled coldly.
Feeling that the distance was close, he swung his sword and shouted: "First row, shoot!"
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