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

At the command, the Guards and White-Pole Soldiers, in addition to the several thousand people who surrounded the artillery and main generals such as Zhang Shikang, even Sun Dasheng and 6,000 cavalrymen started charging again.

The imperial army of more than 50,000 soldiers pressed forward, and their momentum was far greater than when the bandits first attacked.

"It's... too exciting! Brother Wuji, I want to go up and kill the enemy!"

Ma Lingqi held a pancake in her hand, tucked the silver spear under her armpit, and ate it bite by bite, but the excitement on her face remained.

Zhang Shikang said nothing, but kept observing the situation on the battlefield with a telescope in his hand.

Ma Lingqi has said this many times today.

"Miss Ma, the personal guards have only one duty, and that is to protect the safety of the commander-in-chief," Hong Xiucheng reminded.

"Oh." Ma Lingqi curled her lips.

As the daughter of the Xuanweishi Mansion, how could Zhang Shikang really let this girl go to the battlefield?

After all, swords and knives are merciless on the battlefield. If such a pretty little girl goes there, she will definitely be targeted by everyone's fire.

If anything goes wrong, General Qin will be very sad.

Although Zhang Shikang held a high position, he knew well that Qin Liangyu's brothers and daughters-in-law had all died in the several wars fought for the Ming Dynasty.

Family is not only important to him, but also to everyone else.

Like Zhang Shikang, Qin Liangyu was also paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield at this time. She did not look like an old woman in her sixties at all.

Her eyes were sharp and deep, and she would give different instructions to the generals almost every half a quarter of an hour.

The messengers carrying the flags ran back and forth between the battlefield and the central army camp, constantly dispatching the generals on the battlefield so that they could exert their greatest combat power.

Her expression was firm and resolute, full of unquestionable majesty. From generals to soldiers, no one questioned any of her military orders.

From early morning till now, a total of five hours, she had only drunk water twice and had not eaten anything, simply because the soldiers on the battlefield had not eaten for a day.

This is how war is. You can't do whatever you want. What you learn from military tactics is always dead.

On the battlefield, there is only one option: to adapt to circumstances.

In fact, this was the only time in the past ten years that Qin Liangyu commanded a large army into battle.

At first, she was worried when she learned that the Grand Marshal only brought 40,000 troops to suppress the bandits.

He even secretly urged Zhang Shikang to mobilize more troops, such as letting Sun Chuanting from Shaanxi enter Sichuan from Kuizhou Prefecture or Baoning Prefecture.

However, they were all rejected by Zhang Shikang, and his reasons for rejection were even a bit hasty and arrogant. As the saying goes, it is not the quantity of soldiers that matters, but the quality.

Qin Liangyu had no choice but to think that the commander-in-chief was young and hot-headed, and didn't know that an arrogant army will eventually fail.

Fortunately, the Grand Marshal actually gave her the command of the entire army.

She had already made up her mind to do her best in this battle. If things became impossible, she would protect Zhang Shikang's evacuation and try her best to save more troops.

However, in today's battle, the actual combat capability of the Guards far exceeded her imagination.

Originally, I thought that the elite troops mentioned by the Marshal should be similar to her White-Pole Soldiers. Although her White-Pole Soldiers only had 20,000, Qin Liangyu dared to face any opponent with equal strength, including the Jianlu.

But looking at today's battle, the fighting power of the Guards was far beyond her expectations.

The artillery battalion was okay, after all, we had seen it a few days ago.

The calmness and composure of the Firearms Battalion overturned her perception of the old musketeers.

She saw with her own eyes that when the bandits charged, arrows shot and injured the soldiers of the firearms battalion, but the people next to the injured soldiers turned a deaf ear to it.

It was as if he was completely unaffected and continued to complete the shooting in an orderly manner.

If a wounded soldier is unable to complete his shooting, he will endure the pain and retreat to the rear.

After the shooting was completed, if a comrade was shot dead, the soldiers retreating to reload would carry the body away with them so as not to affect the shooting of the soldiers in the back row.

When she gave the order to change their equipment to 10,000 musketeers, those 10,000 soldiers retreated in unison like puppets on strings.

They handed in their muskets and leather bags containing ammunition in groups of ten, and then lined up again. The whole process was surprisingly quick.

Even when she gave the order to retreat, the reaction speed of the group of swordsmen was faster than that of the white-pole soldiers. Not only did they react quickly, they also ran fast. Their main feature was that they ran without hesitation.

He was fearless, had strict military discipline, responded quickly and decisively, and executed his commander's orders without hesitation.

This is no longer an ordinary elite standard. Among the many famous armies in the Ming Dynasty, Qin Liangyu believes that only one army can be compared with this one.

That was the Qi family army.

It was not until then that Qin Liangyu realized that the young marshal who was chatting and laughing with her granddaughter not far away was not really spoiled.

But he was really confident that he could win this battle with only 60,000 elite troops.

Seeing the balance of the battlefield gradually tilting towards her side, Qin Liangyu's expression softened, and the look she gave Zhang Shikang and her granddaughter turned into admiration.

Previously, her son Ma Xianglin had implicitly expressed that he wanted to take this opportunity to marry Lingqi to the Marshal.

At the time she thought it was hasty and reckless, but now, watching the two of them chatting and laughing, she suddenly felt that it was somewhat appropriate.

Her granddaughter had been restless since she was young. Not only did she not look like a lady from a wealthy family, she even often fought with other boys in the clan.

This fight has been going on for more than ten years. Now, the granddaughter is invincible in the clan. I heard from my son that she even fought a draw with Xianglin a while ago.

Moreover, she had hardly ever seen her granddaughter be satisfied with any kind of husband, and few men could stand such a temperament.

The young commander not far away also had a strange personality. Although he was the pillar of the court and the right-hand man of His Majesty, he seemed to have a childish nature and always liked to be lazy and eat.

For example, in the past few days, although she has been fighting all over the place, the commander-in-chief has really not asked much about her since he handed over the military power to her. Whenever she arrives in a county, she will ask where there is good food...

The Marshal is not married yet. If the two of them really fall in love... it would be quite interesting.

There were just two problems that bothered her. One was that Lingqi always wanted to fight one-on-one. What should she do if the two of them got angry and beat up the Marshal?

Another reason is that the Marshal is in a high position at such a young age. It is no exaggeration to say that he has power over the world. If his family background is not tolerated by the imperial power in the future, his future will be uncertain.

Alas! Qin Liangyu was rarely distracted on the battlefield.

"Report! Governor Qin, the rebels have retreated!"

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