Nanming Engineer

Chapter 244 Battle in Hanzhong ([-])
Wang Huan's Kuizhou army team organization has exerted great power in street battles. The circumference of Hanzhong City is only nine miles and three minutes. Like a duck to water.A street can usually only accommodate four or five people walking side by side, and Yaqian Street, the most spacious, is only more than ten feet wide, allowing two carriages to barely stagger through.

Under such circumstances, the Kuizhou Army's squadrons gave full play to the advantages of diversification. When charging, the blunderbuss hand was in front, the sword and shield hand held the shield in one hand, the crossbow in the other, and the long knife hanging from the waist. , is the spearman holding a white hooked sickle.

Whenever the Qing army came, the bird gunners immediately stopped, set up the bird guns and fired in a row, regardless of the results of the battle, they immediately dodged to both sides of the street, revealing the sword and shield hands behind them, holding a crossbow in the sword and shield Shooting indiscriminately, the arrows are like flying locusts, crackling, basically there are no Qing soldiers standing on the opposite side, and then when the gunpowder smoke clears, if there are still Qing soldiers coming up from behind, the swords and shields also flash to the sides, and the Kuizhou army stands The pikemen in the back greeted them with their spears. The pikes were three feet long, and the Qing soldiers couldn't even touch the sides when they stretched out far. Some Qing soldiers who were not afraid of death approached from between the pikes. Immediately holding the shield to resist, the bird gunman swung the crescent axe and chopped off the head and feet. With such cooperation, the Qing soldiers had almost no chance of winning.

In Wang Huan's words, in cold weapon warfare, no matter how powerful an individual is, they are nothing but scum in the face of the team's well-coordinated cooperation.

In the dark night, because the Kuizhou army entered the city suddenly, the Qing soldiers in the city couldn't figure out where the Ming army came from, and the Ming army was wearing Qing army uniforms, confusing the audience. The Kuizhou army passed by without realizing that the opponent was an enemy army, and was caught off guard by the Kuizhou army turning back and killing them.

Of course, everyone in the Kuizhou army tied a white towel on their right arm, braiding the enemy and us, and they would not tell the Qing soldiers.

There were shouts of killing everywhere in the city, the flames were soaring into the sky, and there were people fighting in a group on every street, and the chaos was in utter chaos.

Wang Huan led two hundred men straight to the treasury in the city, killed dozens of Qing soldiers who were guarding, broke open the door of the warehouse, and went in to see that there were indeed military rations left by the Qing soldiers inside.

The military rations were packed in huge baskets and several warehouses, about [-] shi. They were urgently dispatched from Xi’an by the Qing army after the recovery of Hanzhong. It is a drop in the bucket for Wan Dajun, but as long as the supply of food and grass in Xi'an continues, it can be guaranteed that the Haoge army will not be hungry.

Wang Huan broke into the warehouse, grabbed a handful of high-quality white rice in the basket, shook his head regretfully, sighed, turned to Zu and others and ordered: "Everyone go to the yard to push a wheelbarrow, load The rice here can be filled as much as it can be filled, and then it is set on fire!"

Everyone agreed in unison and got busy immediately. There were many wheelbarrows in the courtyard of the treasury for daily transportation needs. It is said that this kind of wheelbarrow was invented by Zhuge Liang during the Three Kingdoms period. It was solid and durable, and it was very easy to push a hundred kilograms of heavy objects. Smooth and smooth, it is the main means of transportation on Shu roads. The white-robed soldiers loaded up with one car per person and threw away their arms.

In less than an hour, the people brought by Wang Huan each pushed a cart and left the treasury, but there was still a lot of grain and grass left in the warehouse, and only a small corner was removed, and the piled rice could reach the house. on the beam.

"Set it on fire and burn it clean!" Wang Huan ordered with a cold face.

Ma Zuoheng, who grew up in the ravine, was used to hard times, suffered hunger and ate chaff, and cherished food very much. At this time, seeing so much good rice was about to be burned, his heart ached and he couldn't bear it. He stood there wanting to speak And stop.

Seeing him like this, Zu Bian knew what he was thinking, patted him on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Don't be a pity, we can't take these good things away, and staying here will only make it cheaper. We Han people have worked so hard to plant, and we would rather burn it than leave it to the Tartars. What's more, your master's plan, as you know, is to cut off the grain roads of Haug, and not even a single grain of grain here will fall into the hands of the Tartars. .”

Ma Zuoheng listened, his eyes were fixed, and he breathed out: "Lord Zu, the general understands in his heart that I will never refuse to obey your decision. Don't worry, I will burn it!"

After saying that, Ma Zuoheng picked up a torch, walked to the bamboo basket, looked up, and ignited the basket.

The fire was slowly ignited, and when the evening wind blew, the fire immediately became a skyrocketing fire, engulfing the entire warehouse in the flames, and the remaining grains were reduced to ashes in the fire.

The Qing army of nearly a thousand people left behind in the city, including two Niu Luzhang Jing, except for more than [-] people who escaped, all of them died in the scuffle. When the sky was light, the Kuizhou army cleaned up the battlefield and reorganized the army. Leaving the city, he disappeared into the vast wilderness.

Tan Bai's reinforcements rushed over at noon on the third day, with a scale of 1 people, led by Maraxi himself, and came to the rescue in a hurry.

Except for the devastated and burnt granary, Malaxi did not save anything, and the corpses of the Eight Banners soldiers who died in the city were all stripped and piled up humiliatingly in the city of Zhenwumen, Ximen, Hanzhong. Beside the door, it is set up as a Beijing temple for people to pay their respects.

In addition to being shocked, Marashi was still shocked. More than 2000 Eight Banners soldiers were all wiped out in one battle. This defeat, which has rarely happened since the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, actually happened in the tiny land of Hanzhong. If this kind of If they lose a few more battles, the Qing's precious population resources will be exhausted.

What is even more unbelievable is that these more than 2000 people are authentic Eight Banners disciples, and there are hundreds of Ba Yala soldiers. As brave and elite Jurchen soldiers, one person is enough to equal ten Han soldiers. Army, will it defeat the Qing army with Bayara fighters in one blow?
Malaxi did not dare to be negligent, and immediately entered the city to take strict precautions. At the same time, he repaired books and reported letters to Haoge and Tanbai respectively, and explained to Xi'an Meng Qiaofang that the grain and grass had been burned, and please redistribute the grain as soon as possible.

More than a dozen cavalrymen left the city, carrying Marahi's urgent military report, and galloped in different directions.

Sichuan, outside Guangyuan City, in the Qing army camp.

"Bastard!"

Accompanied by a roar, a delicate Yu Ruyi was thrown to the ground and shattered into powder.

In front of the powder, a Qing army general was kneeling on the ground. His bald head was shiny, and his thin rat tail was trailing behind his head, like a row of watermelons with a melon vine on it.

These brave generals, who were usually extremely fierce, lowered their heads to the ground one after another, not daring to breathe, and buried their heads in silence.

There were only two people who did not kneel. They were noble, so naturally they didn't need to kneel.

Oboi is sitting on the left, and Sule is sitting on the right.

Standing in the middle was an angry Hauge with a darkened face.

On the long table in front of Hauge, there was the military newspaper that had just been delivered. Malaxi tried his best to use gentle words, explaining Hanzhong's loss and Tuge's killing, and explaining how the Ming army tricked him into opening the city gate. The method implied that Li Guohan, who attacked Yinping Road, had failed and was killed.

"Arrogance! How courageous!! Killing my Eight Banners is not counted, but also stripped off his clothes, naked and humiliated! You bastard! You bastard!" Hauge growled, his voice almost lifted the tall golden tent, and even The Ba Yala guards standing outside the tent felt their eardrums hurting from the shock.

"What are you doing to eat? Ah? The small sword gate has been closed for so many days, and you still can't take it down. Do you want me to fight in person?" Hauge turned his eyes to the generals kneeling in front of him, and his temper became even stronger. It was Gao Gao, who scolded his head and covered his face: "If Jianmenguan was captured earlier, would these things happen? What do you want me to do?"

The generals who were kneeling on the ground did not dare to raise their heads, and the timid ones even started to tremble. They knew Hauge's temper, and once the anger came up, no one could control them. So everyone quietly looked at the two sitting people from the corner of their eyes. At this moment, these two people were the only ones who could calm Hauge's anger again.

"Ahem, my lord, please calm down, the Nanman is really hateful, but I feel that now I have to find a way to find out where the Ming army went, and send someone to destroy it, that is the right way." Obai stood up, bowed his head Xiang Haoge said: "Otherwise, if we let them harass and destroy behind us, the army's supply road will be unstable."

As soon as this remark came out, Hauge's anxiety was caught immediately. Hauge frowned, calmed down from the outburst of anger, and turned to think: "You are right, the really hateful ones are this group of people. Ming army, I wish I could eat their flesh alive! However, Maraxi said that after these people burned the Hanzhong army rations, they fled out of the city and their whereabouts are unknown."

(End of this chapter)