Chapter 63 Yang Dashuai's magic weapon
"Is it running away?"
Yang Feng, who had completely turned into a blood-red body, looked speechlessly at the collapsed official army ahead.
The defeated Yiding cavalry rushed Du Tong's formation, and Du Tong's central army immediately retreated, and then the infantry cannon fodders were defeated...
Anyway, I, the Ming Dynasty athlete, are right.
This is actually the standard state of the Ming army at this time. Don’t look at a general who leads tens of thousands of people, it’s just a paper number. Du Tong’s army is indeed a 20,000 army, but even if Yang Feng is not experienced enough, it can be seen that his formation is definitely no more than 10,000.
Of course, ten thousand is not much.
But there must be no less than half of them who are recruited in a hurry these days.
Since he was a newcomer, of course he was about to collapse at a glance, and General Du himself didn't expect anything else. When he retreated, he didn't care about his subordinates, but just led his servants to run away. The subordinates and generals also took their subordinates to run away. In order to run faster, they even used spears to draw their subordinates and cannon fodders. These soldiers were originally one-time, just to make up the numbers. If they really fought, they would consume the enemy's strength. It would be no big deal if they died. They would just recruit some next time.
I am hard to say anything else in the Ming Dynasty. Some of these young and strong people who are so poor that they are desperate.
"Don't run away, I'll take care of the food here!"
Yang Feng suddenly roared.
Some of the soldiers who were running away in front immediately slowed down...
"Don't worry, I'll have three meals a day, every meal!"
He continued to yell.
Then someone stopped.
"Distribute salary, monthly salary of one or eight cents!"
Yang Feng continued.
Then someone turned around.
"I will never deduct it. If Yang deducts a penny of military pay, he will immediately be unable to die."
He shouted.
"Big, big, handsome man seriously?"
A soldier said tremblingly with a smile on his face.
"If you believe it, come, leave if you don't believe it. I don't talk nonsense in my life!"
Yang Feng said.
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the city gate with a big knife.
The soldier behind him hesitated for a moment, looked at each other with a few companions, and then finally followed, followed by more soldiers. When Yang Feng walked to the city gate, there were nearly a thousand people behind him. He stood in front of the door with a big knife. The soldiers quickly stepped forward and saluted one by one, and then entered the city. There were also soldiers watching this scene in the distance behind him who came back.
After entering the city, they were immediately taken to eat, and the table was placed on the streets of the city, with big meat buns and soup piles.
Eat whatever you want!
"Master?"
Li Wuyi came out and looked at Yang Feng with confusion.
"If I take people out, can you keep guarding Tianjin?"
Yang Feng asked.
"Master-in-law, don't worry, the city walls of Tianjin are covered with bricks. As long as we are sincerely guarding, let alone these official troops outside, even the Jizhen soldiers of General Qi back then, don't think of opening up with a strong attack. Nowadays, the most difficult attack is to attack the city. Just a low city wall like Pyongyang, the Japanese army has no cannons. We also gather all the elite troops of each army and rely on heavy rewards to fight hard to win it.
Attack Tianjin?
Not to mention that there are soldiers inside.
Even our three thousand brothers can pat their chests and say, "If you don't drag the 30,000 officials and soldiers to bury them together, don't think about opening them."
Li Wuyi said with a smile.
This is a fact.
As firearms become more powerful these days, there is really no other good way to attack the city except for siege and traitors. The advantages of the city defenders have been greatly improved. In the era of pure cold weapons, they could also get some suicide squads, put on heavy armor, and risk their lives to attack the city head with shields. But at this time, within a few meters of distance, the armor that a person can withstand can basically not withstand even the three-eyed gun bullets, there are bird guns, no more than enough, there are large caliber muskets such as large wind chasing guns, and no more than enough, there are Franchises.
There is always one for you!
It can be said that as long as the city defender really fights to defend his life, the attacker will really have to exchange ten times of casualties.
As for the cannons bombarding the city wall...
How to blow the brick wall if a pound weighs an oversized Franc cannonball?
That must be done by the Red Cannon!
"I don't worry about your business!"
Yang Feng said.
Then he turned back to the city.
Li Wuyi continued to stand outside the city gate, and called out a large number of soldiers to form an array. The military households who followed him quickly confiscated the dead horses and bows and arrows on the battlefield, and even took back all the leather robes from the dead bodies of the corpses. At the same time, many defeated soldiers came over one after another. Even if there were still some uncertainties, they immediately confirmed when they stood outside the city gate and smelled the smell of meat buns inside.
Yang Yuan and his troops in the distance were all watching silently.
We are all old acquaintances, those who are truly aware of the truth and fight side by side in North Korea. Since the Qi family army has already lined up, Yang Yuan and Zhang Shijue will not be stupid enough to enter their firepower circle.
They are not afraid of the Qi family army when playing cold weapons.
But the formation of the Qi family army is good, and they all know that the wisest choice is to avoid it.
In the end, more than two thousand defeated soldiers entered the city.
These were all temporary cannon fodders recruited. They were dispersed by the defeated Yiding cavalry and abandoned by their own generals. They either rushed to the military camp honestly. However, it was obvious that there was a powerful general like a killer god here. He would still be defeated next time. Even if he was not defeated, he would be used as cannon fodder in the attack. On the contrary, Yang Feng had a good meal and gave more money, and he was defending the city, so the death rate was significantly lower. Since this was the case, why not enter the city? Anyway, they were all in the army.
Well, temporary workers all know themselves.
Of course, it is easy to follow the boss who offers high prices and works.
However……
"Brothers, have you eaten?"
Yang Feng shouted to the defeated soldiers of the official army who were gnawing meat buns all over the streets.
The latter quickly picked up the bowls one by one, drank the soup made from meat bones and swallowed the meat buns in his mouth.
"I've eaten it, the Grand Marshal is such a living Bodhisattva!"
"The general is mighty!"
...
Then they cheered.
It is definitely from the heart. They only have one or two taels of cannon fodder like them, and they only have one tael of monthly salary, and they only have two meals a day, and they only have one meal. I guess they can eat enough when they go to the battlefield to reward.
Eat meat?
That's a servant!
"Just eat well, if you don't have enough, what are the brothers? What did you do before?"
Yang Feng asked with a smile.
"The little Qingyuan is a porter. If you don't have a job in winter, you will have some food in the camp."
"The small city is full of firewood and hunting in the mountains."
...
Then the soldiers answered one after another.
Du Tong is the general of Zhenbao Town, which is the two prefectures of Zhending and Baoding. These emergency cannon fodders are recruited nearby.
"How did you live in the past? Can you have enough food? Will you be bullied by wealthy families? Can you wear cotton coats at home in winter?"
Yang Feng continued to ask.
Then all the soldiers' smiles disappeared, and the originally joyful atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
"So, let's talk about family matters?"
Yang Feng used his magic weapon with a kind look on his face...
Chapter completed!