Southern Ming Rebel Army

Since Meng Jun had decided to rebel, it was natural for Meng Jun to use the looted supplies for his own use. Meng Jun asked Bi'an to count the supplies, and then Meng Jun discussed with Lin Shiqi and Meng Bizhi what to do next.

After the excitement, everyone gradually calmed down. Meng Jun looked at the expressions of the soldiers and knew that everyone was uneasy. Meng Jun knew that he had to lead everyone to act as soon as possible. Staying quietly and thinking about random things would directly destroy this fragile small army. Meng Jun also had no time to train them slowly, so they could only grow up in the war.

Meng Jun spoke first, "The Eight Banners soldiers just won a battle and were looting in the village just now. It's getting dark now. If we can launch a surprise attack at night, we will surely succeed." Lin Shiqi nodded and added, "There are more than 200 sets of armor in the transport baggage. Select strong men in the army to wear them, and then use my veteran soldiers as the vanguard. The enemy will be caught off guard, and even the Eight Banners will be defeated." Meng Bizhi also bowed and said, "Two hundred armored men will launch a surprise attack. I will lead another 100 people to ambush behind the village. When the shouting and killing sounds are heard in the front, we will not enter the village, but wait outside the village for the noise to move." In this way, the three of them supplemented each other and soon formulated a strategy.

Meng Jun asked Meng Bizhi to take a few people to scout and check the situation of the Eight Banners soldiers in the village. At this time, Meng Jun prayed in his heart that the Eight Banners soldiers camped in the village after looting. If they left the village, it would not be easy to find an opportunity again.

Lin Shiqi selected two hundred strong men, and used dozens of veteran soldiers under his command as the backbone. They put on armor and took up spears and short blades, and a proper army was organized. Meng Jun felt a surge of pride in his heart as he watched this army, although he kept reminding himself that these were only civilians and could never fight against the Eight Banners, and were even inferior to the original Ming army.

Soon, Meng Bizhi came back with the two of them, exhausted. "Sir, I dare not get too close, but there are still four people guarding the entrance to the village. There are also women wailing in the village. They are still inside. I left three people there to monitor. They will report immediately if there is any situation." After saying that, Meng Bizhi picked up the kettle and took a big gulp.

"Okay, let everyone eat and drink enough and have a good rest. No loud noises are allowed. After nightfall, we will launch a night attack," Meng Jun said to Lin Shiqi.

"it is good"

The Meng Battalion, which was derived from the soldiers of the Changshu Battalion, had their braids shaved and were now full of bald heads. In order to distinguish themselves from the original Qing army, the Qing soldiers no longer wore the large bamboo hats. Meng Jun just wrapped his head with the black cloth from the baggage battalion, and everyone in the battalion wore black turbans, looking quite imposing.

At night, the sky was already dark. Meng Jun, Lin Shiqi, Meng Bian and two hundred people were hiding in the bushes outside the village. Meng Jun peeked at the bloody village. Meng Jun and Lin Shiqi looked at each other and said, "Kill them!"

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Charge and kill!" Some people shouted. After all, the people in Mengzi Camp were not an elite force, and they could not follow orders when they were on the battlefield. Some people shouted to boost their courage, but for a while they were very motivated. The Eight Banners soldiers had fought a battle in the afternoon. Although it was a crushing battle, it also consumed a lot of physical strength. In addition, they looted the village in the evening, and the Eight Banners soldiers in the village were exhausted. Although they were awakened when they heard the shouting, they could not form a battle formation.

A cry of killing rang out, and several Eight Banners soldiers at the entrance of the village were stunned for a moment, but they reacted quickly and shouted "Enemy attack". Although there were only four Eight Banners soldiers at the entrance of the village, they quickly gathered together. Two archers immediately drew their bows and shot. Meng Jun and Lin Shiqi rushed over at the fastest speed. In a moment, Meng Jun had rushed in front of the Eight Banners soldier guarding the gate. Meng Jun could already see his beard clearly. Meng Jun gripped the hilt of the knife and chopped it down fiercely in front of him. As expected, the Qing soldier blocked the attack with his sword, but Meng Jun's sword was very powerful. Although the Qing soldier blocked it, he still staggered. Lin Shiqi, who was next to him, seized the opportunity and chopped the Qing soldier's neck with a sword. A huge head flew out, and the fishy blood sprayed all over Meng Jun's face. Meng Jun was stimulated by this blood and even forgot to feel sick for a moment. The strong adrenaline in his body made Meng Jun unable to restrain himself. Meng Jun's heart was pounding with excitement, but at the same time he was filled with fear. At this time, Meng Jun could only roar to relieve his inner excitement. "Kill, kill the Tartars!" In an instant, four Qing army guards were chopped to the ground. Meng Jun glanced at them and saw that three of his own men had fallen under such an advantage. Without waiting for their reaction, Meng Jun pointed his long knife at the village and said, "Kill them all!"

"Kill"

Meng Jun was surrounded by several veteran soldiers under Lin Shiqi, who had received Lin Shiqi's death order to protect Meng Jun. Although the Qing soldiers fought on their own and could not form a front, the bravery of the Eight Banners still surprised Meng Jun. However, no matter how brave they were, they could not match the army that formed a battle formation. Even if this army was not elite enough, they were furious at the tragic situation of the village. With high morale, the Eight Banners soldiers were defeated. At this time, more than a hundred unarmored soldiers led by Meng Bizhi behind the village made a lot of noise. The leading Qing army was horrified and shouted angrily, "Charge out from the front. The Eight Banners of Manchuria are invincible in the world. How can they be surrounded and killed by a few local bandits?" Meng Jun looked at him and led everyone to charge desperately. At this moment, Meng Jun had only one thought in his mind, which was "kill him."

Meng Jun swung his sword wildly. Thanks to the old soldiers, they all fought to protect Meng Jun and blocked fatal attacks for Meng Jun several times. Every time Meng Jun swung his sword to chop down a Qing soldier or stabbed into a Qing soldier's chest, his hand could clearly feel the tip of the sword cutting through flesh and blood and the tip of the sword piercing through flesh. However, after Meng Jun fought for a while and killed more people, his hands became steadier and his heart became numb.

Meng Jun was a little surprised at himself. It turned out that he had such a strong ability to adapt to the battlefield. Of course, Meng Jun had made up his mind before going on the battlefield. He must establish an image of bravery on the battlefield. If he retreated in the first battle, how could he establish his prestige in the Meng Camp and convince the people.

At this time, the remaining Qing troops had gradually gathered into a group, and their casualties had begun to increase. Meng Jun looked at the leading Qing soldier. Meng Jun picked up a broken gun beside him and threw it with all his might. As if guiding, it hit the man in the chest. The morale of the crowd was greatly boosted and they shouted "Sir, you are a great shooter." On the other hand, the Qing soldiers looked ashen. Meng Ziying hacked and killed the remaining Qing soldiers even more frantically. In the end, no Qing soldier was left standing. Everyone looked at each other and laughed heartily, "Hahaha, the Tartars are nothing more than this."

Meng Jun looked at the crowd cheering, and his heart was filled with excitement. Meng Jun sat on a stone pier and looked at the bright white moon. It turned out that the moonlight was so beautiful...