38. The yellow finch is behind ii
Yellow lawn, camp.
The soldiers guarding the door found the shadow of Song Jun on the path on the side of the forest. They quickly opened the door and waved their hands vigorously, as if to say, brothers are back. Come in and have a rest. It's hard work!
A moment later, Bu Ji came to the camp with 500 brothers. He saw the fat meat in front of him. Suddenly, he rushed into the village with knives and guns, killed all the Song soldiers who guarded the city, and then began to look around for the food, grass, carriages and horses of the Song army.
Taoist priest Zhang Luan was unwilling to show weakness, and then led troops into the village. Because there were too many people, only a few hundred people entered, and the remaining more than 1,000 people rested outside and listened to his orders.
"Hey, this is me, let go"
"Get out of here, I found it first"
"Damn, these jewels are all led by Buji"
"Your ancestors have a share, this is what Zhang said"
"Who are you scolding?"
"Whoever robs me will scold me!"
"You look for death, look at the knife"
"Oh, you can't do it. Brothers, beat him to death."
This is just a scene that happened in a tent in the camp.
Next, there will be more wonderful things.
In the account of the Chinese army.
"Buji leader, how to divide this car?" Zhang Luan asked him.
"I have counted one hundred and twenty-one drives, and there is one more. What should I do?" Bu Ji glanced sideways at Zhang Luan.
"How about this? Let's let the immortals decide the ownership of the last wooden cow"
"No, no, no, the immortals must be on your side. Don't fool me. Miao people are not easy to bully. Let's play Shuanglu, who wins!"
"Okay, just fight, whoever is afraid!"
Without saying that, Zhang Luan and Bu Ji set up a double land in the largest tent.
What is Shuanglu, poker or dice?
In fact, this is a board game, similar to flying chess. In ancient times, it was also called "grip" and "long line". You can tell from the name, which is full of war.
In the book "The Chronicle of Things", it is said that Shuanglu was created by Cao Zijian, the king of Chen Si of Cao Wei in the Three Kingdoms. From this point of view, Shuanglu was popular in the Central Plains when it was in the Three Kingdoms.
In the book "Ppu Shuang" written by Song Ren Hong Zun, there are many kinds of Bei Shuanglu, Dishi Shuanglu, Guangzhou Shuanglu, Zhenla Yupo Shuanglu, Nanpi Shuanglu, Japan Shuanglu and so on. The Panma system is different, and the gameplay, title and terminology are different from each other.
From this point of analysis, Shuanglu may be an imported product that has been introduced for a long time.
It was popular in Cao Wei, and flourished in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Sui, Tang, and the Song Dynasty.
The Old Book of Tang. According to the Biography of the Queen Sister, Wu Sansi entered the palace and was promoted to the imperial bed. Once he played double land with Wei Hou, Tang Zhongzong was on the side to play entertainment games for them.
The "Xuan Shi Zhi" read by Zhang in the Tang Dynasty also tells such a story: a scholar stayed in an empty house in Luoyang City one day. In his sleep, he saw 15 Taoist priests and monks coming out of the hall, lined up in 6 rows; two other monsters appeared, each with 21 holes, of which the four eyes flashed with red light. Taoist priests and monks run or walk under the command of monsters, distributed in all directions and are scattered and impermanent. Whenever a person is alone, he is often knocked down by the other party and leaves. On the first day, Xiucai looked for it in the hall. As a result, he found 30 Shuangluzi and a pair of Yinzi from the corner of the wall, and then he understood the whole case. From this story, we can see the general form that was popular in the Tang Dynasty.
In the Song Dynasty, Shuanglu became more popular all over the world.
At that time, there were often double land plates in the restaurants and teahouses in the north for people to play with double land while tasting tea. At this time, there are also gambling organizations in Shuanglu in the city. Generally, there are funds in Shuanglu gambling, so as to raise how much money you can gamble, outsiders can gamble, and there are also preferential conditions, such as receiving 3 to 4 yuan in advance (win a game of Shuanglu can get up to 2 chips), etc. You can imagine the strength of masters in gambling organizations
Okay, until the end, and then talk about the battle on the yellow lawn.
There is a cloud in the art of war: put it to death and then live.
It means that when you are in a dilemma and have no way out, you should resolutely fight and survive.
By the way, the brothers of Taoist priest Zhang Luan and Miao Renbu Ji were grabbing things in the Song Army's battalion. Because of the uneven division of stolen goods, they quarreled endlessly and occasionally fought, but it soon calmed down.
Suddenly, there were bursts of gunfire in the direction of the Zhaimen, which was so dense that it was chilling. The arrows that broke through the air were even more deadly. They shot the people who rested outside the Zhaimen alive in place. Many people stood up and were killed. Before they could figure out what had happened, where the arrows and cold guns came from.
Several little leaders gathered the team desperately to meet the enemy, but the Song army, who was ambushed in the surrounding area, did not plan to rush to the melee at all. A musket was fired and bombarded a large number of people and horses. Within a moment, the enemy outside dispersed with a roar, quickly retreated to the village, followed closely, closed the wall gate, and could not hold on.
Zhang Luan and Bu Ji rushed out of the tent and came to the city to prepare for the battle.
The horn sounded,
In the big forest south of the yellow lawn, Song Jun, who came out of the brigade, was moving towards the two wings, surrounding the lonely camp in the snow, and was about to block the only exit.
Zhang Luan was shocked and shouted, "No, the retreat is going to be blocked. Hurry up and rush over."
Buji has also been fighting for a long time, and he feels that he can only rush out desperately for the current plan.
A moment later, the horn also sounded in the camp. This time, Zhang Luan ordered everyone to take off the red ribbons and cloth strips on their bodies. Once they could get out of the close battle, then the gate of the village opened.
Less than 3,000 people shouted and rushed out and rolled towards the only exit in the northeast corner.
Seeing that a fierce battle is about to begin.
Wow...
The deep and tragic horn sounded in the sky again. More than 2,000 Song troops, who were moving to the two wings, suddenly stopped, shouted loudly, turned around and rushed out of the woods. As soon as they appeared, they began the first round of random shooting.
"Fire and fight to death!" Zhe Xiaolan waved her sword and commanded her to keep shooting at the fleeing enemy.
The sound of fried beans-like gunfire came one after another. The enemies in the rushing kept falling down, and then got up and continued to run. They ran a distance and fell down again. So step by step, the snow was full of red footprints.
The land of two arrows, the land of two arrows, is not very far.
However, Zhang Luan and Bu Ji felt that they had run a long way and had not yet reached the exit.
The roaring projectiles kept flying by their side, and the ice and snow were flying. The people around him fell down one by one, and life and death were on the line. There were too many people who died. Zhang Luan could not care about anything. If he dodged in a roundabout way, he would die faster. It was better to run to the dark one by one. Maybe there was still be hope to live.
There is wind in my ears and snow under my feet. Every step has to pay a heavy price. The people running gasped. The scenery in front of them has shaken, and their bodies are as uncomfortable as if they were bursting, but they can't stop.
Running, running non-stop, like a deer chased by a snow wolf, only running for the road, and there is no power to fight back.
Every time Song Jun's muskets fired, their brothers would fall to the ground, one after another. The gunman screamed and howled. Many people broke their hands and feet. Some of them had pierced holes in their stomachs, and their intestines flowed to the ground. They were about to reach out to pick them up, but I don't know which bastard stepped on it. Stepped on them.
In the chaos, people are constantly dying in trampling on each other, and more are hugged together and integrated with the ice and snow.
"Everyone, run, it's almost there. There are still fifty steps left!" Zhang Luan was surrounded by his own soldiers and ran desperately. The speed had exceeded the limit of ordinary people.
It is about to rush out of the dead and get a new life.
The fatal blow has begun,
Yang Wenguang, wearing a white cloak, stood on a huge rock and saw the approaching enemy through the woods.
When they were 30 steps away from the narrow exit, Yang Wenguang waved his hand fiercely.
"Fire!!!"
More than a hundred Song soldiers ambushed on both sides of the exit quickly emerged from the snowdrift, revealing the cold barrel of the gun.
It is a continuous musket assembled by the Bianliang musket workshop, also known as the Type 1043 light machine gun, with a shooting speed of 300 rounds per minute. Sound: stir-fried chestnuts, two operators.
Under Yang Wenguang's order, fifty consecutive muskets opened fire in an instant. In an instant, an angry flame erupted from the barrel of the gun.
The golden projectile flew like a storm to the fleeing crowd, one after another, as dense as a rain line.
In the era of cold weapons, it is very difficult to complete the war of annihilation, which generally requires several times the strength of the enemy. This has been expounded in Sun Tzu's art of war and has also been confirmed by the history of war for thousands of years.
Good tactics, excellent warriors, excellent martial arts, and brave generals are absolutely indispensable.
Even so, it may not completely annihilate the enemy.
However, since the emergence of firearms, especially almost perfect firearms, powerful firearms, the power that dominates the battlefield has changed.Just like today, in 1043 A.D., it didn't pass until 12 o'clock on the morning of December 9.
Yang Wenguang experienced the most shocking moment in his life. Since then, he has become a fire supremacist.
More than 3,000 enemies were slaughtered in less than an hour. More than 20 people were killed and more than 100 were injured by mistake. This is simply a miracle in the history of the Song Dynasty War.
Even Emperor Taizu does not have such a record.
Yang Wenguang walked on the snow full of corpses, looking at the corpse that was losing its vitality. He couldn't tell what it felt.
At the moment of shooting just now, he felt very excited and felt that he could kill thousands of people by himself. However, if a person really killed thousands of people, he would feel that he was deeply guilty, even on the battlefield.
Zhe Xiaolan gathered around from the surrounding woods with a large group of people. When she saw Yang Wenguang standing in a pile of corpses and didn't know what she was thinking, she quickly turned around and ordered several generals to clean the battlefield.
In fact, it is to add another knife to those who are not dead. They don't have time to really clean the battlefield.
Then, Zhe Xiaolan took a brisk step and ran to her heart.
After Zhe Xiaolan saw Yang Wenguang, the first sentence she asked was, "Are you all right? Why are you unhappy?"
Yang Wenguang replied: "I even saved explosives"
"Explosives?" Zhe Xiaolan frowned puzzled, and then suddenly remembered and said softly, "If I had known this, I would have ordered explosives first and bombed the stockade to the sky, which saved a lot of things, hehe!"
"What a group of idiots, a group of idiots" Yang Wenguang shook his head and left the battlefield. The silver tiger-headed armor shined in the sun.
Zhe Xiaolan stood in place stupidly, reflected on Yang Wenguang's words, and then caught up with him again and laughed with him.