Nanming Engineer

Chapter 171 Wang Huan's Next Step

The chase lasted for half an hour. Wang Xiang's soldiers, who had discarded their helmets and armor, were like scattered insects and ants.

At this time, the problem of marching [-] miles a day for five days was exposed. Even if the exhausted infantry used their milk strength, they could not outrun the Kuizhou soldiers with strong endurance. They would either be chased and killed, or be dead dogs Panting and kneeling in surrender.

Out of 5000 people, only a few more than 200 escaped in the end. Basically, they were archers who sneaked behind when they saw the situation was not going well at first, and ran away as soon as they were defeated, and ran away into the woods.

For the rest, the dead accounted for most of them, and some of the wounded had no one to treat them, and they could not escape death.Wang Huan counted the battlefield and captured nearly 500 people, including some slightly injured, who were able to walk around by themselves, but were also tied up by Kuizhou soldiers.

"Put away the knives and guns, load them into the car and pull them back. This is the best thing." Zu Bian commanded loudly with a high air, and he was in a good mood: "Hey, be careful! That bird is a treasure, don't touch it. !"

He rode on a horse and walked freely on the battlefield with Wang Huan, staring at the white-robed soldiers cleaning the battlefield and picking up trophies as if they were inspecting their own manor. There were several carts beside them, and white-robed soldiers were gathered from all over The weapons and ordnance that came, the chain mail and iron leaf armor on the five hundred servants, were also stripped off one by one, and put on the cart.

"It's a pity that those cavalrymen's things, the horses they rode were all left with horse flesh, and the half armor they wore was blown to pieces and could no longer be used." Ma Wannian sighed with regret.

"It doesn't matter, you can pick up edible horse meat and take it away. The meat these days depends on it, and the fried iron armor can be picked up and peeled off better. Maybe you can make a few sets by patching them together." Wang Huan Immediately issue the highest instruction to educate everyone on the principles of hardship and simplicity.

Everyone nodded in understanding. Although Wang Huan is rich, these military supplies cannot be bought with money. Since the imperial court lost Nanjing, a large number of military supplies in the official treasury have been cheaper for the Qing army. Now the Nanming military town is not enough for its own use. , where can it be supplied to the military town far away in Sichuan, the Qing army has it, can it be sold to Wang Huan?

Life is tight, and Wang Huan sincerely feels how important it is to build his own military supplies industry. Wars cost money, and in the age of firearms, the industry is all about fighting. It will not go smoothly until today. In the long run, we must pay close attention to recruiting some technical talents.

"My lord, what should we do next? Zeng Ying may be killed in two days' time, and Wang Xiang's defeated soldiers will also tell him about today's battle, so we must make early plans." Ma Long said, this person is similar to Ma Xintian, if you don't say anything Already, one mouth can often get to the point.

Wang Huan pondered for a moment, then resolutely said: "According to the agreed plan, Zu Bian, Ma Wannian and I will lead 3000 troops into the mountains, hide, and wait for Ma Xintian's new army. You lead the remaining [-] people and firmly guard Diaoyu City, attract Zeng Ying, tie him under the city, he can't go anywhere, when Ma Xintian arrives, he should cooperate with the inside and outside, and kill him when he is not prepared!"

Everyone's eyes fell on Ma Long, 3000 people guarding the city, the task is arduous.

Zeng Ying's troops still have 1 to [-] troops, one Wang Xiang is missing, and only [-] people have passed. The remaining troops can swallow Ma Long alive, but Diaoyu City is extremely dangerous. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Wang Yu relied on [-] people to resist The [-] Mongolian army lived in the siege for several years, and Wang Huan's arrangement made sense.

Wang Huan reined in his mount and looked sideways at Ma Long. The 3000 soldiers left for him were recruited from Fengjie and other counties in Kuizhou. Relying on danger and sticking to it is not easy, only those who are calm and determined can be competent.

In my own hands, Ma Xintian is the most suitable, but at the moment I am recruiting soldiers far away in Chongqing, and my ancestors are more brave than stable, not to mention Chen Xiang and Ma Wannian. After thinking about it, only Ma Long is the most suitable.

Ma Long's eyes flashed with light. Although his expression was calm, his heart was agitated. He had followed Qin Liangyu in the army and fought in the north and south for many years. From a small soldier to the deputy general manager, he had never been able to go further. It was not that he couldn't do it. , but the white-pole soldiers have withered away in recent years, and the number of soldiers with fewer soldiers naturally has fewer official positions. A fierce man like Li Tingyu is only a general, so he cannot be promoted for several years.

This time I have the opportunity to stand alone, even if it is dangerous, it is a great opportunity. As long as Diaoyu City is defended, the status in Wang Huan's heart will definitely skyrocket.The so-called wealth and wealth are sought in danger, so what's the harm in risking one's life?
Facing Wang Huan's earnest eyes and feeling the hot and jealous eyes of his ancestors, Ma Long clasped his fists straight and said in a deep voice: "The general understands, please rest assured, there is a general, unless he grows wings, otherwise Never let Zeng Liao and his soldiers pass from here!"

Wang Huan said happily: "Okay! With your words, I feel relieved. For three days, you only need to stay on the mountain for three days. If Zeng Ying's energy is exhausted, our army will have no worries about victory."

Everyone's expressions became excited. Hearing Wang Huan's statement, he was really happy and encouraged, as if three days later, a big victory was in the palm of his hand.

But there are also those who are sober, and Ma Long asked with some concern: "My lord, even if Master Ma Xintian leads the troops, there are only a few thousand people, and our army is no more than [-]. Zeng Ying has an army of [-]. How can we win?" Of?"

This sentence stunned Zu Bian and others, and he quickly looked at Wang Huan.

Wang Huan said this, he must have a way.

Wang Huan smiled slyly, and the corners of his mouth twitched like a profiteer setting up a trap. He looked at the four people and said a few words. The four laughed loudly, which attracted the attention of the white-robed soldiers who were busy cleaning up.

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Shunqing went east along the official road for [-] miles. In a mountain village in Pengxi County, there was smoke from cooking and dense camps. Zeng Ying's army returning from the east camped here.

Several big houses in the village, which were barely solid and clean, were forcibly occupied as the residence of the general army, and the largest one was used as a large tent for the Chinese army.

A few disheveled defeated soldiers were kneeling on the ground in the house, talking with snot and tears.

"Junmen, Shizhu barbarians really have sorcery. The cavalry servants of Wangjunmen had already rushed in front of them, and they were about to break the formation. Suddenly, a demon wind blew up among the barbarians, and a row of fire walls sprang up in front of the formation, killing the cavalry. Everything was wrapped in it, and thunder fell from the sky, killing all the cavalry!"

"It's true, the military gate. The barbarian soldiers threw a row of talismans with one move. When those talismans landed, they attracted thunder and killed all the brothers with a radius of tens of feet. Even the corpses were not complete. The thunder was rolling, and the sound was so loud that we were standing in the back row, and our ears were almost deafened."

"Junmen, thousands of brothers didn't even touch the side of the barbarian stone pillar, and they were hit by a thunderbolt summoned by witchcraft. I am not afraid of death, but God's will is wrathful, so we can't fight at Junmen."

Several defeated soldiers burst into tears, and in order to save their lives, they described the battle as if the heavenly soldiers and generals descended to the earth. Because Zeng Ying ruled the army strictly, the soldiers would be sentenced to death by military law after the death of the general. These soldiers were afraid of being dealt with by the military law. For example, when a storyteller possesses his body, his saliva flies around.

The generals sitting in the room looked at each other with half-belief and doubt. Say you don't believe it. Wang Xiang has 5000 men. He is also a brave and skilled warrior. It is unbelievable that three thousand Kuizhou soldiers were defeated and died. Say you believe it. No. I heard that Shizhu also has some great witches and sages, but I haven't seen it in all these years, how can I believe it?
The expression on Zeng Ying's face changed, and he squinted his eyes. So, when it comes to witchcraft, he doesn't believe in it at all. There are only conspiracies and tricks in wars and marches. Where are the gods and monsters? Why didn't you become emperor?It has always been strange and confusing, just to fool fools.

But how Wang Xiang was defeated, these defeated soldiers talked for a long time without explaining.

(End of this chapter)