Zuo Jun came very quickly, even impatiently.
The clouds in the sky are like fish scales, layered on top of each other, reaching as far as the eye can see. The blue sky looks exceptionally clear and bright.
"Am I that weak?"
Zhu Yixi climbed to the top of the city and had a panoramic view of the surrounding area for more than ten miles.
"Attack——"
Whoosh, whoosh, the flag bearer waved, and after a while, the Qin army outside the city received the signal and marched out of the camp in a mighty manner.
I saw layers upon layers of Qin troops forming square formations. Their steps were relatively orderly and their morale was high. Their red and black jackets were majestic, and their red flags were fluttering in the wind, giving them the smell of a strong army.
In order to distinguish them, our own troops all wore red triangle scarves around their necks, which made them look even more fiery.
Zhu Yixi nodded and then looked up.
I saw the left army's huge army, marching out with great momentum, with all kinds of flags in confusion, and their uniforms uneven.
Most of them were black and gray shabby jackets, some were just wrapped in a few single clothes, and there were only a small number of black military uniforms for officers and soldiers, less than 30%.
The steps are disordered, the military appearance is weak, the steps are chaotic, and the weapons are worrying.
Zhu Yixi didn't see much of the shotguns and firearms that the Ming army relied on.
"This is worse than a trespasser. I believe him even if he is a thief."
When Zhu Yixi saw it, he shook his head with disdain.
Is such a birdman worthy of being called the Ming Army?
It would be strange if the Ming Dynasty did not perish.
Zuo Liangyu also climbed up and looked up. When he saw the Qin army with neat military appearance, bright armor and strong momentum, he instantly took a breath of cold air:
"These tens of thousands of people have so much time to spare and their military appearance is at its peak. How can they look like they are just starting out?"
Especially for the Chinese army, tens of thousands of people marched like thunder in unison, shouting slogans and soaring into the sky, which instantly shocked most of the left army.
"What were they shouting about?"
Zuo Liangyu stood with his fat body and listened attentively.
"It seems that I am defending the Ming Dynasty, who else can I say?"
Zuo Mengeng was stunned, leaned forward, and stood up.
"This time, we're afraid we came in the wrong place."
Before the battle started, Zuo Liangyu felt a little lacking in confidence: "Zhu Yixi has beaten an intruder, it seems to be true."
"Father, we haven't started fighting yet, how can we increase others' ambition?"
Zuo Mengeng was quite speechless. He hurriedly said: "In the Ming army, after Governor Sun was defeated and died, how can there be any soldiers and horses in the whole south that can reach us?"
"Now that our army has the upper hand, we can't defeat the intruders, nor can we defeat the Ming army?"
Without waiting for Zuo Liangyu's reaction, the newly-appointed Pingthief General stormed down the wall aggressively, rode away on horseback, and led his troops away.
Zuo Liangyu was helpless and ordered in a cold voice: "You guys take good care of him. If anything goes wrong, come and see him."
"As you command!"
Immediately, thousands of servants from the headquarters left.
Zuo Mengeng was on top, so he didn't feel anything bad, but when he led the troops to face him, he felt heart palpitations.
The rows of troops were astonishingly powerful. Facing them, he felt like a sailboat on the waves of the river, swaying from side to side, feeling terrified from the bottom of his heart.
"Kill——" But no matter what, the military flag with the word "Left" has appeared, and it is difficult to close it.
While boosting morale, he led the troops to charge again and again.
As he personally went into battle, the huge and bloated left army finally accelerated its pace and was about to get close to the Qin army.
Zuo Mengeng stopped slowly, his expression serious.
"What is this?"
Suddenly, rows of muskets appeared in the Qin army, which were stronger than blunderbuss. They were operated by two people, which was very conspicuous.
"Rumble--"
Accompanied by loud gunshots, the infantrymen who were running too fast fell straight back, and hundreds of them fell in an instant.
Zuo Mengeng was shocked. He looked up and saw that the shotgun actually punched a hole as big as a bowl in the person's body, and he was bleeding.
"What kind of shotgun is this, so powerful?"
Zuo Mengeng was shocked. He looked at the rows of spear-like "shotguns" and thought to himself: "If our army has it, wouldn't we not even have to be afraid of Western thieves and intruders?"
"Come on, charge them all, the shotgun can only fire one shot, the rest is just wood!"
"After the victory, Wuchang City was plundered for three days——"
These words immediately woke up the shocked left army, and the looting of Wuchang made their blood boil. It was the number one city in Huguang.
For a moment, all those who were not afraid of death howled and rushed towards the strange musket.
"Crackling——"
I saw that one row of muskets retreated, and another row moved forward, firing.
Attacked again, causing heavy casualties.
"Three-stage shooting?" Zuo Mengeng knew it all at once, and he was shocked.
At this time, the crackling sound was endless, and almost no one came close.
The power of the raised gun is as great as that of artillery, and it is extremely fast.
Just like setting off firecrackers, the crackling sound was endless on the battlefield.
A quarter of an hour later, the battlefield was filled with wailing, and many left troops were already hesitant to move forward. No matter how much Zuo Mengeng urged, it would not work.
"What the hell, you can do it?" The general of the Zuo army repeatedly scolded and insulted him, not giving the young master any face.
Zuo Mengeng was so scolded that he didn't even dare to talk back.
"If you can't beat me, if you can't beat me, I'll leave the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood. I'll withdraw!"
Within a hundred steps of the Qin army, a terrifying vacuum zone formed. No one who entered survived, which greatly damaged the morale of the left army.
"Isn't this possible?"
Zhu Yixi squinted her eyes, I haven't fired the cannon yet.
"Let the cavalry battalion capture the general holding the Zuo flag. This boy is either Zuo Liangyu's son or a relative."
Zhu Yixi looked at the stagnant Zuo Jun, shook his head, and ordered.
"The left army is too useless and has no numerical advantage."
There was no challenge, which made Zhu Yixi deeply understand why the Manchu and Qing Dynasties swept across the south of the Yangtze River.
This is a worse era.
"The whole army attacks, I can't wait that long anymore."
Waving his arms, Zhu Yixi shouted loudly: "These trash soldiers are not worth my time."
In an instant, the Qin army made a big move, and each battalion no longer cooperated with the central army. Instead, they became a pack of wolves that left the team one after another, running impatiently, deep into the sheep herd, and catching prey.
The left army, which was in chaos and with low morale, was suddenly stunned by such a comprehensive attack.
Fear, anger, fear...
So, I don’t know when I started running away for the sake of consensus.
Run away, run away quickly.
Zuo Mengeng didn't care about anything else. He turned his horse's head and wanted to return to the camp.
It's a pity that his armor and horses were too eye-catching, and a group of cavalry quickly targeted him.
"It's a big fish -" Li Jingwu was overjoyed and followed him in a hurry.
Zuo Mengeng looked back and saw more than a hundred cavalry chasing him with excitement on his face.
"Damn-"
Zuo Mengeng gritted his teeth and spurred the horse hard.
After a while, he looked up and saw that he was less than a hundred steps away from the camp, and he was overjoyed.
"If you want to escape, there's no way -" Li Jingwu, who was only ten steps away, was so angry that he took out the ax on his horse and waved it forward.
"Pfft——"
The horse's hoof was chopped off, Zuo Mengeng fell directly, and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"You are mine!" Li Jingwu grabbed it with one hand, placed it directly on his chest, and left happily.
"Meng Geng, Meng Geng!"
Zuo Liangyu witnessed his son being arrested on the high platform. For a moment, his heart ached extremely.
"Zhu thief, I am irreconcilable!"
Zuo Liangyu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and then led his confidants to fight, quickly abandoned the camp, and retreated at all costs.
On the battlefield, tens of thousands of left-wing troops were fleeing in chaos from all directions.
Zhu Yixi looked at them and saw that they were like wild boars everywhere, and they were being captured and captured constantly. The scene was extremely joyful.
"Huh? Zuo Liangyu ran away?"
Zhu Yixi squinted her eyes and saw that the Zuojun camp was in chaos, but Zuo Liangyu's flag was still flying.
But he felt that this old fox might have run away.
