Chapter 298: Still fighting

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Dongjiang Town, founded by Mao Wenlong, has a special location. It is located behind the wild boar skin. The Dongjiang soldiers have been fighting with the braided soldiers all year round, so there are naturally many brave soldiers.

When the Xinghe Army attacked before, they fought surprise battles. They fought with cavalry on the prairie all year round. The Xinghe Army knew how to resolve the battle quickly.

The subordinates of "Marshal Du", who was betrayed by the Xinghe Army, were scattered and cut up, and few of them could escape back.

The soldiers who successfully retreated did not understand the level of the enemy at all.

This is why rebel generals can easily come to the strange conclusion that their subordinates languish on the battlefield because they underestimated the enemy.

Then, amid the continuous shelling.

That loud sound like thunder exploded the courage of the soldiers again!

When encountering the Xinghe Army who only took beatings but did not fight back, these soldier leaders could not see any danger. There are many people clamoring to attack faster!

This gang of soldiers and bandits have already reaped the benefits of the war, and each of them has kicked a lot of gold and silver.

Some Dongjiang veterans put silk clothes under their armor to cover up the stinking smell, and some even put the intimate clothes of women who had been ruined on the road around their necks, and uttered obscene words.

“Damn it, my girly scent is almost gone from this bellyband!

Why hasn't Marshal Du ordered an attack and pulled out the doghouse built by Na Xing and his army blocking the outside of the city? How can we brothers go into the city to play with the beauties of those rich families? "

The big-headed soldier who was talking had a scar on his face that opened his nose, and he threw away the bellyband in his hand. Continue to pick up the knife and observe it again and again, polishing the edge with a stone over and over again.

The skinny guy on the side stared at him with a pair of squinting eyes, looking as if he was also stifled, "That's it, just waiting in the barracks all day long! You can't drink or play with the sieve. Have a free time!"

This group of rebels is not a ragtag group.

Military orders are like mountains! Those who have the ability to survive and win the war can do whatever they want in the city.

But when the two armies are facing each other, don't think about anything wrong.

They are already rebels, and they are very capable of dealing with their own people. It's not as simple as killing him with one knife.

It is precisely because of the ruthless methods and the high rewards after winning the battle. Only the marshal of the capital can quickly inspire the strong men who are brought into the army to a certain degree of combat effectiveness.

"Hey, what if we kill those local dogs of the Xinghe Army in the trenches?

Attacking a city is not easy. Haven't you heard that before, our marshal was very active in accepting the imperial decree? How can we still be free and unrestrained after being recruited? "

"Are you stupid? It's a good thing to be ordered to peace. With a bag full of gold and silver, you can gain a legitimate identity. Wouldn't it be better to go back with your life?"

"Go back?" Huanzi was obviously the most powerful among the soldiers. As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone else stopped talking, "My mother hanged herself, and my sister was sold to that dirty place by Wang Dahu. I am A soldier who escaped from his hometown with a life-threatening lawsuit on his back.

Where do I go back? These days, if you don't kill, you will be killed, and if you don't bully, you will be bullied. I don't want to worry about recruiting people! Idiot who has read the book, what is the name of the sentence you said last time? What gold plate? "

"The gold belt kills people and sets them on fire, but there are no corpses when repairing bridges and roads. I've told you so many times that you only remember the gold, right?"

"Ha, it's interesting to know a few words for bird, hahaha!" Huobizi repeated that sentence several times, and the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, and tears burst from laughter in his eyes.

After ten years of hard work, he didn't get any merit in the examination. On the contrary, after he was captured and served as a soldier, his broken nose gave him some respect. He was the only one in the group who dared to talk to this guy, "Then remember to read more books in your next life."

"Next life? No, no, no, what next life?" Who knows what's so funny, the broken-nosed woman wiped away the tears from laughter, "Do you want to laugh me to death? You've lived enough in your whole life, why don't you want the next life? "

The soldiers brought out by Huang Yi are completely different species from the soldiers in the conventional sense today.

The Xinghe Army, who had to organize studies every night, had an irreplaceable sense of belonging to the base area. They truly loved Huang Yi, who ate and lived with the soldiers and was always on the front line.

Therefore, each of them worked hard to prove themselves to Huang Yi in a better state.

But in fact they didn't do it. In Huang Yi's view, they were still very immature, even though Huang Yi had always been with him and taught them wisdom, courage, doubleness, and integrity, as well as Wang Baishan, Huxiaochuan, and Huxiao Valley. , Gerda and the others.

Yes, their combat effectiveness has been improving by leaps and bounds.

Whether it is the era of cold weapons or the era of hot weapons, equipment can widen the huge gap in combat effectiveness. In the Cold Weapon Age, whether one could eat enough and how much meat he or she consumed would also lead to physical differences.

In Huang Yi's view, that knowledge did not effectively arm them. What armed them was the food and high-quality equipment that were given priority to them under Huang Yi's care.

At present, the gains brought by knowledge are only reflected in the base area.

They are so immature, so immature that even many military orders cannot tell them in detail why they do what they do, and they can only rely on the enforcement of military orders behind the scenes.

Yes, maybe they are already very powerful generals in this era.

But it is not enough. They are not enough for the world that Huang Yi wants for everyone.

Under military orders, they were able to hold on and hold on. Even if the thunder-like artillery fell in the formation, it remained motionless.

They can manage every subordinate well and keep everything in order. Everyone is under mental pressure, and bad habits such as gambling and drinking are unlikely to occur in the military tent. Even the troops who have been replaced can be organized for training.

But when they saw the soldiers on the city wall staring at their own military formation with great vigilance, they still couldn't hold back the anger in their hearts.

Huang Yi had ordered early in the morning that the defense in the direction of Laizhou City could not be relaxed either.

"How many dog ​​officials are hiding behind this city wall? I heard that many wealthy families from nearby towns have fled to this city." It was Huang Dazhi who spoke.

As Huang Yi's disciple, he has always been on the front line, either facing the front line of the rebels or the front line of Laizhou City.

"There will be no shortage of appointments. You have been outside the customs since you can remember, and you don't have a deep understanding. I have seen the faces of those powerful guys." Huang Dashuang likes to stay with Huang Dazhi the most, maybe The nicknames of the two are too similar, one is called Gouzi and the other is Gou Sheng'er. This eldest brother who has no relatives usually takes good care of him, "Ah, and those rich people! They are all bastards too."

"Humph..." Huang Dashuang sneered and stared at the city in front of him, looking at the soldiers on top of the city with malice, those minions who helped the powerful oppress the people.

As a backbone, he was busy with many things to manage every day. Naturally, he heard many similar stories from the Han people who had surrendered.

"Tell me, if we kill all the profiteers in this city, how much money can we get back to the base area?"

"Eh? Aren't we soldiers of the Ming Dynasty? Have you forgotten the military discipline of starving to death and not robbing the common people?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten it, but those dog officials who have done many evil things are not considered common people. As for the Ming Dynasty named Zhu..." Huang Dazhi has no sense of belonging to the Ming Dynasty. When his mother was still alive, she didn't mention the same thing in Guan. The ghost days of being bullied, "What does it have to do with me! I can't explain to that idiot Huang Dayong, you have to remember what I said, our master is doing big things! According to me, in this world His surname should be Huang!”

Huang Dashuang nodded repeatedly. He was a strong man and always did what Huang Dazhi said. What's more, this time he said it in his heart.

In the eyes of this martial artist, there is no authority of imperial power and heavenly authority. In Huang's eyes, Huang Yi is God. "You don't have to tell me, I think so myself."

Huang Dazhi's life experience was rough, and there may be another reason why his mother never told him who his father was.

A long time ago, Huang Dazhi had doubted whether his father might be of Manchu and Mongolian descent. Unfortunately, his mother's unexpected death made it impossible for him to figure this out.

But this question is no longer important. Are you a Manchu? Are you Han? Are you a Mongolian?

No, I am from the Huang family!

"To be honest, in my opinion, these Zhu family people are not considered citizens. I am a member of the Huang family! As long as it becomes an obstacle in front of the master, I will just kill him! The master is kind-hearted and does not want to get his hands dirty. , I will do the dirty work of course!"

Having been among the nomadic people since childhood, perhaps some ways of thinking have already been ingrained in me.

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