By the Baihe River.

Gu Si, a soldier of the Changsheng Army, held the turtle dove gun and stood in front of the formation tremblingly.

He just returned to the Eternal Army.

Before, he was captured by the Beijing camp, but as a person from Kunshan, influenced by Confucian style for generations and the same tribe as Tanhua Gong, he was firm in his will and was not bewitched by demons. So after he had eaten a full meal and received a tael of silver for travel expenses, he did not choose to slip away like those cowards, but found the ever-winning army again and stood here for the glory of his hometown...

He is literate.

He studied in the Gu family's charity school for a year, but in the end he was too poor and needed to go home to help weave cloth, so he did not continue to study.

If this is not the case, maybe he has passed the scholarship exam by this time.

At that time, even the teacher who taught him said that he was smart and had a great future in continuing to study.

Thinking of this, Gu Si couldn't help but turn his head to look behind. Under the protection of the formation behind, there was a figure wearing a red robe and covered with plate armor...

Tanhua Dude!

"Hold on, hold on!"

Tanhua Duke sat upright on the carriage, waving his sword and shouting.

Well, Tanhua Dad can't even ride a horse.

But this is not surprising. As the grandson of the top scholar, he is Tanhua again. It is strange that he can't ride a horse with such an identity. He devotes all his energy to studying Confucianism, so he has no time to learn riding a horse. If he falls down and dies, wouldn't he let a bright new star die?

In short, Gu Tianyi, the commander of the Changsheng Army, sat on his shoulders to command the battle.

This is actually not rare among civil officials in the late Ming Dynasty. Not only will it not be regarded as a shame, but it can be circulated as a good story.

Confucian general.

This is the Confucian general.

Drunk and lie down on the knees of a beautiful woman, awaken the power of the world.

This is the demeanor you need. Riding a horse and charging forward with bitterness, turning back and bloody, even cutting your arms and legs, and that's a fart demeanor.

However, Gu Tanhua in the carriage did not have the style of a Confucian general, and he looked quite panicked.

Gu Tanhua took away a group of defeated soldiers from the Changsheng Army in Jintan, and took advantage of Yang Feng's opportunity to attack Changzhou to attack Lucheng. The propaganda slogan was to cut off its retreat, but in fact it was a feint attack outside, a feint attack in the true sense, or a feint without attacking. It was originally quite satisfied to confront the militias in the Lucheng area, but unexpectedly, Yang Feng and the cavalry suddenly came back from Changzhou.

This demon.

Why did he come back?

Wouldn't it be nice to let each other go?

Of course, Gu Si didn't know what Tanhua Gong was feeling at the moment.

But at this moment, he didn't know why, and a strange thought suddenly emerged in his mind. If he was not because his family was too poor and could not continue to study, but like a rich man like Tanhua Gong, would he also pass the Jinshi or even Tanhua at this moment?

Looking at the figure of Tanhua Duke, he was originally only respected, but for some reason, he suddenly felt a little dazzling.

The same word also emerged.

equality.

Why are you born into a human being?

He is also very smart. He is confident that he can become a talent even if he studies, but because his family is poor, he can only drop out of school and do hard work.

But Tanhua Gong is different. If someone has money, he can hire the best gentleman to read those private books that he can't even read. The road to imperial examinations is within easy reach.

And no matter how hard he tries, his background determines that he will never live such a life.

But now, the opportunity to change his destiny is in front of him, but he is like a fool, working for these rich people and maintaining the old era that cannot give him hope.

He is really stupid.

"The enemy is here!"

The screams sounded around him.

On the horizon in the distance, a large number of cavalry appeared.

"Stay!"

The Western instructor at the forefront shouted in stiff Chinese.

These Western instructors are still very responsible, because of the last defeat, they are now at the forefront.

Those who went to the East to be mercenaries were all real outlaws, and were brave enough to be inspired by the high salaries of the gentry and the missionaries.

But there was chaos around Gu Si. The soldiers who could still maintain the formation were all tremblingly checking their weapons, and even people were crying in a low voice.

Because there are not many people returning from Danyang, they can now list only two Spanish phalanxes. And because the cannons were all lost, there were no artillery support. There were also 1,500 cavalry of Peng Shaoxian, the general of Wusong Town. The latter's infantry had already run away when they were defeated last time, and it was impossible to collect them again in just one day. In short, there were two Spanish phalanxes on the battlefield at this moment, plus 1,500 cavalry. Fortunately, their enemies were less than two,000 cavalry.

But this is not a militia.

If you count the militia...

Gu Si suddenly took a breath of air conditioning.

Because right behind the cavalry, countless flags suddenly appeared, and not only on the front, but even on the left and right.

Below the flag was the heads that were flooded with the wilderness, like an arc wall, gradually crushing towards them, and soon the figures became clear. On the shoulders of these militia shouting forward, carrying various weapons and even farm tools. The roars of everyone made him feel like he was on the bank of a tsunami, facing the power of a catastrophe, which made him tremble and made him feel suffocated. He had never felt this way before, but at the same time he felt an uncontrollable excitement...

These are all poor people like him.

He has been a prisoner and of course he knows very well what kind of people the militia are. It can be said that he is each of these militias.

Countless people like him united to form this kind of power that seemed like a catastrophe, which belongs to the poor.

And he...

He looked at the Tanhua Duke behind him again.

"Hold on, hold on!"

The Tanhuagong screamed in terror.

But he himself was retreating and soon disappeared from their sight.

It was obvious that Tanhua Duke had retreated to the end, and might have been on board the boat and ready to run away.

They lined up with Baihe River back to the array so that they could obtain water supplies from the Jintan. Also for these noble gentry and generals, they could also retreat in the most convenient way. This Baihe River not only travels to the Jintan, but also enters the Qinghu Lake after entering the Bantan River eastward, and then walks the Taihui Canal into Taihu Lake and retreats to Suzhou. Choosing to fight here is actually to facilitate running away.

"Ma, let us hold him back but run away. We are fighting for this little money in front and protecting them in the back. It's really unfair!"

The musketeer next to him said angrily.

Gu Si was speechless.

"It's really not difficult for them to be captured. They are delicious and delicious, and they are paid for traveling home?"

The musketeer asked in a low voice.

Gu Si hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

"That's fine, don't worry about being captured!"

The musketeer said.

"But we are at the forefront. We have to fire when we fight. The bullet is not eye-catching. Who knows that the bullet hits us?"

Another musketeer whispered.

"Shut up and prepare for the fight!"

The officer behind shouted.

While speaking, a whip whipped the musketman. Although the latter was protected by iron armor, a blood mark still swept out on his face. At first, the musketman's face changed and he was about to turn around with the musket. Gu Si immediately winked at him. The musketman suppressed his anger, and the musketman who was whipped lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

The unruly people on the opposite side suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a chariot drove out from behind, and a silver-armored figure on the chariot was holding a red flag and flew in the sky.

"I, Yang Feng, came just to save the poor. Are you not the poor? Why are you enemies with me? Look behind you, look at Gu Tianxia, ​​look at the scholars who follow him, are you the same as them? You are different from them. They are wearing long gowns, you are mud legs, you are like these people behind me. I bring them to fight to liberate the poor and to divide the land. Why do you resist as poor?"

Marshal Yang yelled on the galloping chariot.

"Open fire and kill this demon!"

The officer yelled behind Gu Si.

Gu Si and the musketeers on both sides raised turtle dove guns, but the people on both sides were watching him...

He nodded quietly.

At this time, sporadic gunshots rang out, and only a distance of 150 meters, even the turtledove gun could not penetrate Yang Feng's heavy plate armor.

And the cannon behind him immediately fought back.

The shells roared into the Changsheng Army. A team of soldiers were hit not far from Gu Si. The huge power of the shells instantly knocked down seven or eight. Then the musketeers there turned around in horror. The officers immediately swung their whips and cursed, and then several soldiers and officers pushed. The cannons on the opposite side continued to fire, and then more soldiers of the Changsheng Army began to turn around and try to escape. The Western instructors and officers shouted, trying to restore order, including the one behind Gu Si...

"Do it!"

Gu Si suddenly yelled.

Then he suddenly turned around, pushed the turtledove gun in his hand at the officer. The whipped soldier next to him turned around at the same time, and the butt stock in his hand slashed hard on the officer's face.

"Brothers, don't work hard for those rich men, we must also share the land!"

Another musketeer roared.

While speaking, he aimed at a Western instructor in front and pulled the trigger. The gunshot sounded and the latter fell down in shock.

"Kill these officials!"

"Kill these barbarians!"

...

There was a roar of chaos around him.

After all, Gu Si is not the only one who came back. At least one quarter of the soldiers here watched a show with the Beijing Camp not long ago. It was one thing that he was unwilling to join before, but it was another thing that he fought on the battlefield, especially when he was surrounded.

The soldiers who had not been captured before, led by these familiar companions, opened fire on the officers and instructors.

The spearman behind him also became in chaos.
Chapter completed!