It was five o'clock in the morning, and the Luo Jiao rebels, who had been tortured for a day and a night, were already exhausted.
Ever since they conquered Lengshuiguan last night, they have been chasing Xin Huang all the way to Songyang. They haven't even had a hot meal before they have been harassed by the elusive officers and soldiers outside until now.
Even a strong man cannot bear it.
Luo Menghong is not a fool, this kind of tactic to weaken the enemy is just a little trick.
He arranged his troops early to ambush the group.
But these guys were very cautious and only played gongs and drums outside the Luo Jiao camp, or shot rockets or set off firearms.
Anyway, it’s not close to the camp.
Luo Menghong sent people to chase him, but they were not only cautious, but also slippery. They chased him several times but failed to catch him.
Later Luo Menghong gave up directly.
"Don't worry about this group of people. Only half of them should be on guard. The other half should seize the time to make food and rest and attack the city tomorrow!"
Should he say it or not, his method is indeed a method.
But no matter how tired a person is, they can't just fall asleep if they want to.
Imagine that you are sleeping soundly and a kick is heard exploding near you. What would it be like?
I almost have a heart attack.
The firearms carried by the officers and soldiers were much louder than the two kicks.
Is it okay to cover your ears?
OK!
But for a while, the tent was burned to the west, and people were shot and injured in the east. The sounds of firefighting and screams were endless, and even if you wanted to sleep, you couldn't feel at ease.
Just when everyone was stunned for a while, there was another movement from the south.
"stand up!"
"Mother Dute, get up! The officers and soldiers are coming!"
"Sleep, sleep, sleep. If you don't sleep anymore, your brain will be gone. Get the fuck up!"
A fire broke out at the southern camp gate. It was said that the remnants of the Xin'an Guards below the city came to fight.
The big and small bosses rushed into the tent and kicked their men awake one by one.
But after a day of sleepiness, a person who has just rested will feel dizzy and his hands and feet are sore even if he stands up at this time.
After finally reorganizing the team, the gate of the southern camp has been broken, and the officers and soldiers have already entered!
Fortunately, Luo Menghong had long expected that the army would attack at night, so he had already prepared a group of troops in front of the old camp, waiting for the army to attack.
Xin Huang had just broken through the gate of the village, and he was still worried. Unexpectedly, the rebel village's village was low, and after suppressing it with bows and arrows, he could knock down the logs of the village wall when he walked closer with one kick.
"The people who built this stronghold are rebels after all!" Xin Huang was overjoyed and led his men to kill them.
But what he didn't expect was that as soon as he entered the stronghold, the anti-thief camp, which he thought was vulnerable, suddenly lit up with lights, and a team of people came out, which shocked him.
Although everyone in Xin'an Guard had already prepared that the rebel stronghold would be difficult to fight, they were still shocked when so many people rushed out at night.
Soon, the two sides were at war.
For such a confrontation, and the other party is already prepared, Xin Huang will definitely not get any advantage.
Fight!
There was the sound of gold and iron clashing and the sounds of fighting and screams everywhere.
Xin Huang turned to look at the city with a cold face.
In the night, the lights on the city were like will-o'-the-wisps, which made him even more panicked: "Will this old bastard Sheng Zhengqi sell me out?"
The more Xin Huang thought about it, the more flustered he became.
Although he and Sheng Zhengqi had no grudges in the past and no worries recently, cold sweat broke out on his back due to the natural distrust of military attaches towards civilian officials.
It was just that what was behind him made him anxious and uneasy, and the situation in front of him was becoming more and more difficult.
More and more rebels are joining the battle group, and there are shouts of rebels in the distance one after another in the night.
I only have 2,000 people at my best.
You know, there are tens of thousands in this camp...
Thinking of this, he started to think about quitting.
At this time, the commander in charge of the battle hurried back: "Sir, it's bad, there are more and more traitors. If there are no reinforcements, we will all be trapped here!"
Hearing this, Xin Huang turned his head and looked behind him again.
There is still no movement at all. The people in the city seem to be overlooking the situation here. The city gate has not moved at all and has no intention of opening it.
"Made, not only am I not a role, I am not even an errand boy. My special mother is just a sacrifice for others to wear down their opponents and test their strength before the battle tomorrow!"
"Go to hell!" These civil servants don't take our Lao Xin's life seriously, so Lao Xin won't serve them either.
Thinking of this, he turned to the commander: "Let's..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard three cannon shots from the north.
The sound of the cannon was so close that it was deafening.
Everyone who heard the sound of the cannon was subconsciously startled.
Luo Menghong's heart froze when he heard the noise.
It turned out that the place where the cannon was fired was actually in his back camp. That place was specially set up to prevent the officers and soldiers of Lujiang County from cutting his way back.
Earlier, the pair he arranged...
It seemed that all those people were trapped in Lujiang, and not one of them escaped.
However, Luo Menghong's despair has just begun.
I saw torches stretching from the east and west directions of the city, and they were quickly heading towards the battlefield.
Songyang's soldiers and horses are leaving the city!
They did not take the north gate, which was closest to the battlefield. Instead, they had secretly ambush at the east gate and west gate under the cover of night, waiting for the sound of the cannon to fire out.
Xin Huang was dumbfounded.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Zhengqi did not regard him as a person, but he was not ready to give up on him.
He is just a tool to attract the rebels to the south of the village, and is just a cover for the soldiers and horses in the city to leave the city...
Suddenly, Xin Huang was a little confused.
Why did he become more and more confused as he fought this battle? It seemed like a pair of big hands was controlling everyone.
He was like a puppet on strings, being moved here and there. At one point, he even doubted whether the collapse of Lengshuiguan was also considered by that big hand.
He shuddered at the thought.
Who is he?
Is this Sheng Zhengqi’s plan?
This old man acted in a lawful and upright manner, and had great prestige in the army. However, I heard that he was just impartial and not very proficient in the art of war.
Who is that?
Zhang Jingxian?
That's possible.
This Huining Chi Taibing prepared the road to defeat the Japanese pirates in Yangzhou Prefecture. I heard...
Just when Xin Huang was thinking about this issue with uncertainty on his face.
Blood and iron collide and fight in the cold wind of early spring.
Screams, explosions, and howls were endless.
It wasn't until dawn, with the sound of drums and horns, that Xin Huang suddenly said in surprise: "There are actually soldiers and horses in the imperial court!"
"Where did the imperial court come from with so many soldiers and horses?"
Everyone in Luo Jiao could no longer hold on.
Luo Menghong fled northward with the support of his close followers.
The other congregants who were trapped deep in the stronghold and had no chance of escaping soon fell to their knees and surrendered with weapons raised in both hands.
This rebellion, which worried everyone in Beijing from the emperor to the ministers, ended so easily.
Not as thrilling as expected,
There were not as many surprises as expected.
On the contrary, victory is like a sluice that has been artificially accumulated for a long time. The moment the sluice is opened, the outcome is already determined!
