If Wu Sanshui was still there or some of the defeated generals were still resisting, even if the Qing cavalry was still there, maybe those Qing soldiers who surrendered would not have surrendered so quickly.
However, even among the fleeing Qing soldiers, many of them noticed that their infantry had been abandoned, while the rebels on the opposite side had cavalry.
How could two legs outrun four? Since there is a risk of being killed if you continue to run away, it is safer to surrender. Anyway, many of my colleagues have done this before.
In the eyes of the surrendered Qing soldiers, the generals above could not take their own lives seriously, but they themselves could not be so stupid. Who would be willing to resist and die if surrendering can save one's life?
As a result, a large number of Qing soldiers knelt down and surrendered across the battlefield.
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"Brother Six, it's another great victory!" Chen Taiping said happily as he looked at the situation on the battlefield.
"It looks like this. Taiping, send an order to the cavalry brothers to chase the Qing army to the place where they were stationed and seize their food and grass. Don't let them burn the food and grass," Zhang Rui said while looking at the battlefield.
"Ask the cavalry brothers to pay attention to safety. Then notify Zhang Zhishan and ask him to take the brothers from the Zhongyong Regiment to pick up the cavalry."
"Okay, Sixth Brother. But are you afraid that the enemy troops will turn around and fight back?" Chen Taiping thought for a moment and said.
"Don't be afraid. It's better to chase down the enemy with vigor and bravery, and don't pretend to be an academic overlord." Zhang Rui replied
Chen Taiping didn't read much, so naturally he didn't quite understand what Zhang Rui meant. But it sounded like he was very powerful, so Chen Taiping, who blindly admired Zhang Rui, naturally didn't ask any more questions.
"Yes, Brother Six. I'll pass it on right away."
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When Zhang Rui returned to the camp where Li Shiyao had been stationed with many prisoners, Yang Yingju and Sitku were stunned for a long time after receiving the news before they believed the truth of the matter.
"I really didn't expect Zhang Rui, a rebel, to have such strength. It seems that it's not a good thing for Long Live Lord to force him to rebel." Yang Yingju said while looking at the many captive Qing soldiers who were escorted back.
"That's right. In one day, more than 3,000 soldiers and horses defeated 16,000 Qing soldiers. With such strength, we can't blame us for such a disastrous defeat before." Sitku said with fear in his heart.
At this time, Sitku was very happy. Because he finally no longer has to take care of the troops in Guangdong and Guangxi. As for how ruthless characters like Zhang Rui should be "cleaned up" in this way, it will be a headache for Long Live Lord and the court.
Now, after seeing Zhang Rui's strength, Sitku wished that Zhang Rui could immediately let him pay the ransom and let him leave. At this moment, Sitku wanted to leave Guangdong and Guangxi, a place that could explode at any time, from the bottom of his heart.
"I really can't blame us for our disastrous defeat, and I don't know how Li Shiyao is doing now." Yang Yingju said with some worry.
Sitku can leave Guangdong and Guangxi, but he, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, cannot. Today, Zhang Rui's strength is so strong. If Li Shiyao really can't defeat Zhang Rui, then Guangdong and Guangxi are no longer in danger.
Although Zhang Rui is still staying quietly in Zhilian Mountain at this time, as Zhang Rui continues to win, he will definitely start to attack the city. By then, even if the imperial court can send a large army to wipe out Zhang Rui, it will be the end for him.
Yang Yingju now really hopes that Li Shiyao will give this rebel a blow so that he can continue to stay in Zhilian Mountain peacefully. At least it can lead Yang Yingju to move himself out of the position of governor of Guangdong and Guangxi.
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In the evening, the bonfire is bright in the camp
Although Zhang Rui and his group were not far from the camp, it took a lot of time to fight and capture prisoners, so the sky was slowly getting dark when Zhang Rui and others returned.
After fighting all afternoon, the cooks also brought up dinner.
The food of the bandit suppressing army and the green camp soldiers who had defected to Zhang Rui was naturally much better than that of the captive soldiers who refused to surrender.
The bandit suppressors all ate large bowls of white rice, large pieces of meat, stuffed meat with soybeans and other meals. As for the prisoners, they could only eat coarse rice and pickles.
Do prisoners still want to eat meat? That would be embarrassing. Meat is at a premium this year. A prisoner would be extremely happy if he could have hot rice and pickles to eat. Anyone who dares to make trouble would be so shameless that the bandit suppressing army would not dare to kill anyone.
Although the captive soldiers who were unwilling to surrender to Zhang Rui were greedy for the food of the bandit army, they could understand this. After all, no matter how rich Zhang Rui was, there was no reason to give the prisoners the same food as his own troops. Especially in this era, it is not easy to eat meat.
But when the aroma of meat stewed in those pots came over, the captives' stomachs began to growl with hunger. Even when they watched the bandit suppressing army devouring the meat, the saliva from the corners of their mouths could not help but flow out.
"Hey, aren't you a bastard of the Nimacha family? How come you, a member of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, are here to eat meat?" said Yuan Wuliu, a Green Camp soldier in Guangzhou who was unwilling to vote for Zhang Rui.
"Stop talking nonsense, why can't I come? My mother is Han. It's not like you don't know what I'm called in that family." I saw the angry expression of the young man who was said by Yuan Wuliu.
"Indeed, they have never acknowledged your existence. Untouchable Yang Wei, it's a pity that they don't even give you your last name." Yuan Wuliu said with some ridicule after listening to Yang Mei's words.
"I don't understand, why are you here? According to the reason, it should be Nimachad who came here?" Yuan Wuliu said with some confusion.
"Why? Because my life is low, and my mother is Han and will be looked down upon by them. That guy was afraid of death, so he asked me to come and take his place." Yang Mi said angrily.
"Even so, you can't surrender to the rebels! Aren't you afraid of being beheaded? Will your mother be harmed?" Yuan Wuliu advised.
"Let it be what you love! I think Sixth Brother is right. If you live like this for the rest of your life, you will die a grand death. From today on, I, Yang Wei, will be a Han named Yang, not a Manchu." As he said this, Yang Wei picked up the meat in the bowl and ate it.
Yang has forgotten how long it has been since he ate meat, because he really can't remember the last time he ate meat.
Yang Mi's mother is Yang, a peasant girl. Once, Yang Mei's father was the Manchu Nimacha Helai who robbed his mother when she was going to the countryside, and they later had him.
Since Manchus and Han people did not intermarry, Yang Miao naturally did not report it to the government and became a "noble" Manchu at that time.
not only. Although Yang gave birth to Yang Mei, there was no improvement in the low position. If it weren't for Yang Mo, his mother might have committed suicide.
Because of his childhood experiences and the unfair abuse his mother suffered, Yang did not hate the Nimacha family from the bottom of his heart. It was precisely because of this that he was so touched by Zhang Rui's words and voted for Zhang Rui without hesitation.
