Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

Song Wanli's nerves suddenly tensed up, and after receiving the order, he quickly ran towards the military camp behind him.

Song Lao San glanced at the dozen or so guards behind him. They all looked extremely nervous, so he said in a low voice:

"Brothers, act according to my expression later."

After saying that, Song Laosan took the initiative to greet him with a smile on his face.

There were only five cavalry scouts. The leading scout rushed to Song Laosan while shouting.

"General Sun, rest assured. As long as I, Song Lao San, am here, I will definitely not yell... Brothers, take action!"

The scout named Sun looked at the river anxiously. After notifying Song Lao San, he went to the nearby military camp of Marquis Longping to inform Marquis Longping to come for help.

When he heard Song Laosan calling him General Sun, he felt relieved, but as Song Laosan's tone suddenly changed, Sun Buyi felt a sharp pain in his stomach.

When he looked down, he saw that Song Laosan had already stabbed his sword into his abdomen while he was not paying attention.

"Song Lao San, you dare... you dare to rebel?"

"You are the ones who are rebelling."

After Song Laosan finished speaking in a deep voice, he ran towards another cavalry. The dozen or so personal soldiers behind him also surrounded the cavalry.

Sun Buyi fell off his horse, but still managed to hold on and said to his subordinates:

"Quickly retreat! Go inform Marquis Longping that Song Lao San is rebelling..."

Before he could finish his words, he was stabbed in the throat by one of Song Laosan's personal soldiers.

Dozens of people immediately started fighting. Even though Song Laosan tried his best, the remaining four cavalrymen still managed to escape by relying on the mobility of their horses.

At this time, the four thousand troops in the military camp rushed out. They were just refugees a few months ago.

Although these 4,000 men were the elite selected by Song Laosan from the original 12,000 men, they were still extremely nervous facing the upcoming war.

Song Laosan first glanced at the river surface. The fleet was still far away.

Huangshiji is a relatively suitable tidal flat for crossing the river. In view of its prominent geographical location and the small number of troops of Song Laosan, Xu Hongji dispatched another 6,000 garrison troops of Zhang Gongri, Marquis of Longping, two miles away.

The distance of two miles would take less than a quarter of an hour even if the infantry rushed, but a quarter of an hour was not enough for the fleet to successfully land.

Song Laosan knew that a war involving him was inevitable.

With this in mind, he looked at the four thousand brothers who had followed him from Jiangbei to Jiangnan, and said loudly in a high-pitched and resolute voice:

“Brothers, before crossing the river, I asked for your opinions on whether to stay and be a farmer or to fight for a better future.

You told me that you don’t want to be bullied anymore and you want to give it a try.

Now, here's your chance!

We have only one mission, to resist the 6,000 troops of Marquis Longping.

The Grand Marshal is watching us from the other side of the river. As long as Heavenly Master crosses the river, Xu Ni's attack will be defeated in an instant.

Do you have confidence?"

Although none of them had ever been on the battlefield, they were selected from 12,000 troops. Like Song Lao San's uncle and nephew, these people did not want to be ordinary people and be bullied by the rich.

Those who can come here from Jiangbei are all ambitious and unwilling to be mediocre.

Song Lao San's sonorous tone gave courage to everyone, and they responded sporadically.

"Have!"

When Song Laosan saw that only half of the people responded, he frowned. He would never allow any problems to occur at this critical juncture.

He gritted his teeth as if he had made a difficult decision, and then he said loudly:

"You only have one chance, whether you can seize it depends entirely on your current performance.

Before I left, the Grand Marshal promised me personally that if I could win this time, the reward would be doubled, and your family would be exempted from land tax for one year!

But if there are any who die in battle, double the compensation will be given, and the Grand Marshal will exempt your family from taxes until your children grow up!

The Grand Marshal has never treated us unfairly. Since you want to give it a try,

Now tell me, do you have faith?

"Yes!" This time the responses were loud and came one after another.

More than half a quarter of an hour later, Marquis Longping's six thousand guards rushed towards them, shouting and killing.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps, fifty steps...

Song Laosan took a deep breath and drew out his sword, followed closely by his nephew Song Wanli.

"Brothers, for the sake of your families and yourselves, follow me and kill!"

"kill!"

After a while, the two sides began to engage in close combat.

Although Song Laosan's soldiers had not received any rigorous training, the same was true for the soldiers in the opposite garrison.

The military equipment of these garrisons had been in disrepair for a long time. In some garrisons, there were only a dozen or so soldiers left, but they were just gathered from many garrisons to form a new camp.

In this way, the combat power of both sides is actually equal.

Longping Hou Zhang Gongri was of course well aware of this, and while ordering his men to charge, he shouted:

"Whoever kills one person will be rewarded fifty taels and promoted one rank!

Anyone who kills five people will be rewarded with 1,000 taels and promoted directly to a thousand households!

Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!"

The reward standard for the Ming Dynasty’s military law was ten taels for bandits, twenty taels for the western barbarians, thirty taels for the eastern barbarians, and fifty taels for the northern barbarians.

The reward of fifty taels for killing one person is the highest even in the entire Ming Dynasty.

What the Southern Army lacks the least now is money and food. Faced with a life-and-death crisis, the Jiangnan gentry, the Donglin Party, and the landlords have become exceptionally generous.

Zhang Gongri, Marquis of Longping, understood very well that if he allowed the traitor to successfully cross the river, everything would be over. Even if he did not die at the hands of the traitor, the Duke of Wei and those civil servants would not let him go after he returned.

Therefore, even though Zhang Gongri was afraid, he still had to muster up his courage.

As the saying goes, there is always a brave man when there is a big reward. Although both sides were not elite, they fought particularly hard under the big rewards from their respective leaders.

After half a minute of fighting, the beach was already filled with dead bodies, mostly dyed red with blood that was immediately absorbed by the soft sand, and shouts of killing could be heard everywhere.

While killing the enemies, Song Laosan looked back at the river from time to time, feeling a little anxious.

After all, he had only 4,000 troops, while Marquis Longping had 6,000. Although they were all infantry, the difference in strength was there, and many of his troops had already become timid.

Even if the current at the selected crossing point is not too fast, the human-powered sailboat must start crossing the river several miles upstream before reaching the designated landing site.

Judging from the distance of the fleet, he would have to hold on for at least another quarter of an hour.

He thought of Zhang Shikang's instructions and expectations before he left, and also of the humiliations he had suffered over the years. Resentment and humiliation intertwined in his chest and quickly burned.

"Nephew, I leave the rear to you. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed!

Everyone else, follow me to kill the enemies!

For the future!"

Song Laosan never lied when leading troops, and the troops behind him became bandits because they were starved of food and suffered from humiliation.

If he shouts about being loyal to the country now, it will have no effect. However, there are people behind him who are unwilling to give in. It is different if he risks his life for the future.

The morale of the soldiers behind him was boosted, and they immediately shouted:

"Kill the enemy for your future!"

Song Laosan led a group of people straight to Zhang Gongri, the Marquis of Longping. He understood the principle of capturing the leader first.

After another half a quarter of an hour, they were very close to Zhang Gongri.

But his left arm and back were injured, his sword was bent, and his body was exhausted, but he still rushed forward while shouting loudly to the troops behind him:

"Brothers, even if we retreat, we will have no chance of survival!

If the Marshal cannot cross the river, Xu Ni will never spare us!

We will have nowhere to escape, follow me to fight to the death!

Kill the enemy! "

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

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