Mystery Makes Me Strong

No matter how hard Sun Changcun's mind is, in the face of such a situation, sometimes in the middle of the night, he will have a will to die.

Just be loyal to Dayan, ask for no future, and ask for the name behind a loyal minister.

It was an idea he had never told anyone.

Because of this, he was not resentful after being imprisoned several times. After his recovery, he was still exhausted.

Fortunately, God bless Dayan.

More than a year ago, something called "Xiawang" appeared.

The emperor finally became wise.

In fact, the emperor has never been stupid, and has always been in control of real power.

It's just that I don't understand the situation and I can't grasp the key points. After being deceived by the minister several times, I completely lost trust in the minister.

It was different when Xiawang appeared. The emperor made several moves and all hit the key points.

At one point he thought things had turned around.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long, the palace was in chaos, and the emperor fell silent again.

Even if it has cheered up recently, it is still a lot worse than when Xiawang first appeared.

However, in any case, it is still a hundred times better than the years after he succeeded to the throne.

At least now I have absolute trust in him.

This is the first time that military salaries are paid in full.

In the past, I only gave him an edict and raised it by myself.

For the sake of the emperor, he also wants to quell the robbers, and continue this tone for Dayan.

In his opinion, Jiangnan is still stable, and there are taxes and grains, and it is far from the brink of subjugation.

It's just that there are thieves inside, and there are Tartars outside, fighting back and forth. Before Dayan, it was like a rotten tooth. It was constantly shaken and one day it would fall off.

And now, the real treatment and fillings have begun.

He hoped that the bad teeth could be repaired and lasted for at least another hundred years.

He didn't want to be a minister of a subjugated country.

Therefore, when he saw the group of civilian troops in front of him, even if he had pity, he hardened his heart and said to the left and right: "Send the order, let them surrender, and those who surrender will not be killed."

At this time, the feather fan scholar said: "Master, if they descend, how should they be accommodated? This is the northwest land, which has been dry for years, and money can't buy food. The only military rations are always the same. It was squeezed out of the liquidation."

"According to Mr. Cheng's opinion?"

"Kill, but also kill cleanly. Of course, you can also let them fall first, and then kill them." Yu Fan scholar looked pale, but his heart was darker than those black big men.

Sun Changcun sighed.

With his knowledge, he didn't know that this was the only way to extend the life of the Dayan Dynasty.

However, the culture and education has always been "encouraging fertility, more children, more happiness", the funny thing is that now it is necessary to kill more to solve the problem.

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"Supervisor, don't be soft-hearted." The scholar Yu Fan advised.

Sun Changcun looked at his subordinates again, but they were eager to try and showed no mercy.

Yes, the more you kill, the more you get credit.

Although the heads of thieves and bandits are worthless, it takes dozens or hundreds of them to exchange for a tael of silver, which is far worse than the Tartars.

But no matter how little it is, it is still money to walk. Tartars are expensive, but hard to kill.

"Okay." Sun Changcun nodded and forcibly held back his pity. After all, he wanted to be a loyal minister of the Great Yan Dynasty, not the savior of the Antmin.

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A quarter of an hour later, the officers and soldiers marched.

The forwards are divided into three teams, left, middle and right, with 300 players in each team.

The Chinese Army was also divided into three teams with a total of 1,000 men.

The rear army consisted of four teams of 500 men each, for a total of 2,000 men.

The most elite is the striker.

All of them have experienced dozens of battles, have cotton armor and leather armor, all swords and guns, and iron armor above the head.

As the official army approached, the civilian army began to riot.

Although everyone lined up in a dozen square formations under the inexplicable voice.

But **** the enemy, few people understand.

It's about the level of a street fight.

The most important thing is that many people have a pole or a wooden stick in their hands, and many people even use their bare hands.

Not to mention armor.

If you hit someone five or six times, you can't hurt your opponent, but if your opponent stabs you, you will die.

The officers walked very steadily, showing that they were well-trained.

Getting closer and closer, the pressure of facing death has made many people's armies have to turn around and run away.

But for some reason, a force restrained their bodies!

"Let me go!"

They shouted in their hearts, but the legs just didn't obey them.

…………

When Wen Rensheng saw this, he felt something was wrong.

Because the situation in front of them is obviously a situation where the civilian army is waiting to be slaughtered.

What if you have tens of thousands of people, you have no weapons and armor, and although your opponents are only a few thousand, they are fully armed.

If it is really ten people fighting one, ten people with bare hands, it is possible to win against one person in full armor, after all, as long as four people risk their lives.

But thousands of people are different. They can line up, take turns to rest, eat, go to the toilet, and take turns.

Those who can take turns to play and take turns to rest are well-trained.

The militia cannot do this at all because they have not been trained.

When the rotation is carried out, there is no one to direct, and there will only be chaos.

Wen Rensheng was surprised by this. Since the civilian army had gathered into a group and was in a situation to be slaughtered, Zhao Han would not do this.

The most likely thing she would do is to ask the other general to allow the refugees to surrender.

At this time, Zhao Han also thought that it should be the teacher who made the move.

The teacher is a good person after all.

She shook her head thinking so.

The next moment, the two sides took over.

One-sided slaughter.

Knives and guns fell, one by one.

However, after the first and second rows fell, someone held their bodies and smashed them at the soldiers.

Then rush into the queue, bite with teeth, grab with hands, hang on each other, and knock them down.

This is not a battle, but a death together!

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However, although the opponent is sturdy, but the sturdiness built on the ingenuity, when they can win, they will be very sturdy, and they would rather die than retreat until the opponent collapses.

When you find that you can't win or lose money, you will immediately withdraw.

"How do you fight this? They won't collapse!"

"They're evil!"

"M's, dammit, they are fighting to the death!"

The officers and soldiers panicked.

They kill thieves well because they are about to run away as soon as they get close to the enemy. After killing one, there will be a bunch of people fleeing. In the end, they will chase after them.

Often they kill only a few dozen people, but they can kill thousands of people.

Just like the Tartars killed them.

And now, hundreds of people have died on the other side, and they will also die dozens of people.

The other party is a worthless refugee, but they are officers and soldiers who have been trained for at least half a year.

You will lose this way!

Some middle-level officers understood the war situation.

Sun Changcun, who was in the Central Army, also saw the problem.

"Send the middle army, charge from both sides to the middle, cut the enemy apart, save my striker, and get out of short contact with the enemy." He immediately ordered.

The enemy is not afraid of death, and seems to be possessed.

Fortunately, he has heard that some martial arts can do this kind of thing.

But such people have a weakness: they can't last.

Just not easy.

No one can keep this frenzy for too long.

A general is a general.

Immediately, you can make the most timely response according to changes in the battlefield.

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