The explosion of the gunpowder magazine ignited the long-simmering panic among the Song soldiers in Wuchang City.
At the same time, someone shouted "The thieves are coming" - the Song soldiers in Wuchang City fell into crazy emotions and fled one after another.
If someone encounters obstruction, it can range from punching and kicking, to drawing a knife and pushing and trampling each other, which can be considered polite. Using a knife to clear the way can also be considered a gentleman's behavior.
Killing each other, slashing with a knife with red eyes, no matter who is around them, whether it is a friend, a relative, or the person who was eating in a big pot yesterday.
Their eyes were all red, and they were fighting each other regardless of whether they were friends or foes in order to survive.
In order to leave Wuchang City and escape back alive from the city, they had done everything they could.
The 10,000 Song troops completed their self-destruction in this state of collapse that was completely due to the bombing of the camp. .
However, at this moment, no military force of the peasant army launched an attack on them.
When this news was sent to Xu Tong by the peasant army sentries, Xu Tong couldn't help but think of the previous battle between Zhao Yucheng and Shao Hongyuan.
He also took advantage of the opponent's emotions and the harsh environment within the army. Unexpectedly, he could defeat an army just by relying on rumors.
From this, he further confirmed Su Yonglin's description of the Song army and all the armies of the oppressive regime written in the internal training materials of the Renaissance Society.
Born under oppression, we will die under oppression. We not only oppress the ruled, but also oppress ourselves. We are oppressed at all levels and exploited at all levels. We are always in the midst of fierce oppression and anti-oppression movements, so much so that we must use our power to target those at the bottom. The weak plundered to relieve the tension and opposition within the army.
But can this last long?
Of course it's not possible.
Because there is no common emotional bond and value recognition that transcends all, regional factions will naturally appear within the army based on the county, state capital, etc. where they are from.
Or there may be factions with different political backgrounds, such as Zhang Jun's faction, Yue Fei's faction, Han Shizhong's faction, Liu Guangshi's faction, etc...
Political factions and regional factions will also spawn various factions, large and small, tearing an entire army into pieces.
Regional conflicts and political conflicts will permeate the entire army. There is a long-term lack of mutual trust, warmth, and true comrades-in-arms within the army. There is no emotional bond between each other, and each other is in a state of mutual defense and opposition.
In peacetime, for material rationing, military pay, and various benefits, they would fight openly and secretly, banging tables and benches to make things difficult for each other.
During critical war periods, the various conflicts accumulated in peacetime often erupt in high-pressure battlefields.
They will destroy themselves before the enemy can actually attack, making everyone laugh.
Why did the Song army always defeat with superior strength and suffer heavy casualties?
It's not that the Song army can't fight, but that the fierce internal conflicts have worn away all their combat effectiveness. When they need to face the enemy, they have no strength.
Their hatred of internal enemies exceeds their hatred of external enemies. They are even willing to betray their companions to the enemy and use the enemy's hands to eliminate "enemies" that the political line cannot deal with.
Can this kind of army win the war?
joke.
Xu Tong confirmed the correctness of what Su Yonglin said through actual cases that happened in front of him, and realized how valuable the bonds established by class emotions among the peasant army group are.
Through extremely simple class emotions, even a soldier who has not been exposed to the theoretical knowledge of the Renaissance can feel this true friendship. This allows the peasant army to have mutual trust and warmth that the Song army will never have.
Even if they come from different regions, even if they speak with different accents, even if their living habits are very different, everyone has a common highest identity.
Anti-oppression, anti-exploitation.
We are both fighters against oppression and exploitation. Since we have the same goal, this goal can transcend all differences and unite everyone closely.
Therefore, the peasant army can move forward without hesitation, entrusting its back to its comrades on the battlefield, trusting each other absolutely, cooperating with each other in fighting, and wholeheartedly thinking about achieving the ultimate strategic goal, regardless of the interests of individuals and small units.
They will put the overall interests as the highest priority.
But the Song Army is always worried about being tricked by his teammates. When he goes to the battlefield, he has to face two enemies, one is the peasant army, and the other is his own people.
Is there any reason not to fail?
"The Chairman has long foreseen the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty. All we have done is accelerate this process."
Xu Tong closed the revival meeting training materials he was holding, stood up, and issued new instructions.
"Let's move forward. Although the Wuchang Song Army is large in number, it is impossible to stop us. We will definitely win this battle."
Xu Tong gave an order, and the peasant army of less than 2,000 troops marched decisively towards Wuchang.
When they arrived in Wuchang, it was already dawn on March 22nd. At this moment, Wuchang City was in a mess, with thick smoke rising everywhere, and corpses everywhere as far as the eye could see.
Xu Tong seemed to have arrived late and missed the fiercest moment of the battle.
However, after they entered Wuchang City to search, they encountered a seriously injured Song Army officer and a dozen of his scarred subordinates somewhere in the city.
After seeing the peasant army, the Song Army officer put down his arms and surrendered, asked to see their commander, and then showed his identity as a member of the Skynet Army and a member of the Renaissance.
"I am a member of the two Zhejiang branches of the Renaissance Association and have been a member for three years."
"Are you a revival member?"
When Xu Tong heard that he was a member of the Renaissance, he was very surprised. He immediately stepped forward and held his hand, and then called the military health worker to bandage his wounds and try to save him.
However, his wound was too deep and he bled too much. He was already unable to recover. The hygienist reluctantly bandaged his wound, then looked at Xu Tong and shook his head.
"The wound is too deep. Unless he is sent back to the rear immediately, there is nothing I can do."
He didn't seem to feel very sorry for such an ending. Looking at Xu Tong with a complicated expression, he just felt a little emotional.
"When we decided to cause unrest in Wuchang City, we expected this outcome, but we will not regret it. With the four of us and a team of more than 200 people, we can defeat 10,000 Song troops. This This deal is such a good deal, hahahaha..."
He smiled very relievedly.
Xu Tong quickly asked: "Are there three other people? Are they also Fuxing members? Where are they?"
He shook his head.
"They are all revival members. As for where they are... I don't know. We acted separately. In the end, we bombed the camp. It was so chaotic..."
Xu Tong felt very complicated and held his hand tightly.
"I'm sorry for you, comrade, I came too late."
He shook his head.
"What are you sorry for? We are very happy to know the news that Ezhou has been conquered by you. We all want to wait for you to come and we will cooperate inside and outside to kill them all. Who would have thought that the useless general actually escaped. If we don't seize this great opportunity that makes people panic, We will really regret it.
Isn’t it good now? The army suffered no losses and could continue to fight. With just a few of us and my subordinates, a few hundred people, we were able to kill 10,000 Song troops and save more comrades from being killed or injured... We... we are considered Did you make a meritorious service? "
Xu Tong held his hand tightly and nodded firmly.
"I will ask for military honors for you, and the Renaissance Association will also ask for credit for you. Everything you have done will definitely be commended, don't worry!"
"That's good, that's good..."
He nodded, then shifted his gaze to the dozen subordinates surrounding him.
"Comrade... they, they don't know my identity, but... they have always been willing to follow me to death... Please don't embarrass them, let them go home, this is me... I..."
He couldn't finish what he said, but Xu Tong knew what he wanted to say.
A dozen of his subordinates surrounded him and cried bitterly, unable to get up for a long time.
Xu Tong watched all this with his own eyes and couldn't bear the sadness in his heart. He rubbed his eyes and sighed.
Only then did Xu Tong remember that he had never asked his name.
