Above the river, it is just a scene of thousands of sails racing and rushing. And the firearms projected on the north bank of the Jiangbei from time to time, the fireworks that are ignited are like the best smudge of this Qiangdu scroll.
The sound of the tide, the wind and the waves and the beating of oars resounded in his ears. Lin Qianjun, who was lying on the undulating river boat with five bodies, also turned pale, like a newly hatched chicken. It seemed as if it took root on the ship's board.
He was accustomed to the mountains of southern Zhejiang, and it was the first time he saw such a vast and flat river; he just felt that the whole figure was washed away from head to toe by some magnificent intangible thing.
Then he quickly fell into the seasickness symptom that plagued most people. The canned meat substitute that he had just eaten was almost spit out. Therefore, he had to work hard to transfer the memories to his previous encounters.
At least compared to the tens of thousands of prisoners of the Southern Zhejiang Allied Forces who were successively escorted to Xuan, Run, Rao, Xin, Shao and other places in batches, and received military service reform. As members of Zhang Zimian directly under the Xiaojie Camp, most of them All have obtained opportunities for retention and transformation.
The reason is also very simple and helpless:
On the one hand, they were originally selected and rigorously trained and armed by Zhang Zimian from the young and young refugees. They did not lack experience in battle, and they could not be released to the countryside casually.
On the other hand, it is because under the direct leadership of Zhang Zimian, they did not have many chances to do evil recklessly or to destroy the people; therefore, in the selection and mutual disclosure after the event, most of them were lucky. Pass.
In addition, there is another factor that ultimately contributed to this matter. The women and children who had disappeared in their camps were all found one after another in some manor houses and farms where nobles and surnames had been copied;
Among them are their nominal magistrates, who were formerly in the family mansion of Luyo, the state governor. Therefore, those who are betrayers really need this opportunity to express their own value.
Of course, their goals and motives are not the same: some people simply don't want to go back to the fields, relive the muddy feet and sweat, but still the painful days of precariousness.
Others don't want to waste their skills and experience in battle; or they can't wait to turn to those former tyrants who have taken captives and harmed their relatives to take revenge.
Some people are simply attracted by the claims and claims of these peaceful thieves to recreate a new world on earth, hoping to get the opportunity to witness and participate in it.
Lin Qianjun is in the third category. He has only served as the general purpose of the Southern Zhejiang Allied Forces, but now he is just a team leader of the temporary battalion. His subordinates were just thirty-three pawns on this big flat-headed river boat.
The reason why there are thirty-three people is the one who is his team mate and the head of the flag. It didn’t take long for the boat to set off, the soldiers fell into the river, and they didn’t know where they were washed. It was still rescued.
The rest of the people were not much better before they got on the boat and rowed far away, and they were all lying crookedly on the board of a large ship, like a chicken.
If it hadn't been for the sake of preventing falling into the water and making it difficult to save, if he took off the armor that might become a burden, and concentrated on confiscating and fixing the weapons, I am afraid that I would want to have a self-harm and self-harm on this boat.
Fortunately, the flat-panel river boat that was slicing through the waves finally landed amidst the dull sound of collision. Lin Qianjun also jumped into the knee-deep river with moisture splashed by the mist on the river.
Then he felt that his legs and feet were instantly sucked by the silt and fine sand underwater; and with the constant surging tide of the river, it seemed like it was sinking slowly.
At this moment, he was suddenly somewhat fortunate to have listened to the advice of the sergeant on the same ship. He took off his shoes and boots and went into the water barefoot. He was only wearing a single coat and crotch; so he was soon in the floating river. Stabilized in the beach.
But some other soldiers who have been in the water one after another have no such luck and opportunity; from time to time, someone loses their balance and flips and thumps in the river water, stirring up a large area of dirt, and then being dragged again by their companions hand in hand.
Then they clung to the sides of the ship, took over the backpacks tied with their armored swordsmen and stinky boots, and helped each other slowly wading forward onto the shore.
It was not until temporarily out of the range of the river tide that they all stopped under an earth embankment, put on iron or nailed leather armor, stepped on the saber, picked up the hand card and the full-length spear, and continued to push each other. Climbing towards the embankment.
And this is their most weak and unfavorable state. As long as a team of archers are arranged on the embankment, it is enough to make them gather on the narrow river beach and can only slowly climb upwards and hate on the spot.
Fortunately, the worst situation did not appear; Lin Qianjun, who was the first to climb to the top of the earth embankment with his hand on his head, watched cautiously, except that the embankment was covered with messy footprints and some abandoned fences. There is nothing else.
So he quickly dragged the rope tied around his waist, and the centipede ladder made by binding a section of bamboo knots was pulled up on the embankment and fixed in the gap between the stones with a drill.
As a result, he was even more burdened with soldiers of various colors and equipped, and was able to speed up the climb; and those flat-headed and large river boats that docked have also loaded and unloaded more equipment and equipment of the same ship.
When Lin Qianjun, who was the first to arrive on the embankment, had all their heads together, someone blew the thin tube bamboo flute; so they began to sort and count the equipment, and took out the wet dry food bag in the rucksack. , Just swallowed with sugared tea soup.
At this time, it was the police from far and near and the shouts of killing that began to ring intermittently near the embankments; but it was a somewhat late counterattack along the North Bank after hearing the news.
And looking condescendingly from Lin Qianjun's position, in the sparse woodland behind the embankment, there are also more than a dozen gray-white flags for guidance, and faint silhouettes and sounds rush toward this place.
At this time, two large baskets of arrows were dragged onto the embankment, and they were sent to their only five horn bows and two soldiers who broke the crossbow; most people also brought helmets and put them on. Up boots.
"Keep down and stand up the group card, so that he can't look at me all the way... Get closer and then shoot the arrow..."
Lin Qianjun also spoke calmly.
Not long after his words fell, those enemies with swords and guns had already rushed out of the cover of the bushes, and shot a round of sparse arrows with their backs facing upwards. Most of the popping noises fell on the embankment.
Only a few clinking hits on the set up group cards, but fluttering and flicking away; at this time, Lin Qianjun exhaled his foul air and suddenly shouted:
"Bow!"
Just listening to the buzzing and humming of the strings around, three people who rushed forward suddenly fell to face, but were overwhelmed in a blink of an eye; Lin Qianjun said again:
"Crossbow release..."
Seeing two soldiers wearing iron armor from the enemy group fell down at the response; at this time, the five archers once again set their arrows on the strings, and they blasted out again without further orders, and overturned several people.
This momentum of the enemy's forward movement also suddenly stagnated, revealing a bit of hesitation and distraction. At this time, Lin Qianjun suddenly stood up and personally swung the knife forward and shouted:
"Put the card with a spear, follow me in front..."
Suddenly, under the guidance of his pioneers, on the embankment where hundreds of people had gathered, it seemed as if thousands of troops had been rushed down, and the imposing force of the counter-attack entered these stumbling enemy troops. among.
I saw that the short spear that was straight ahead was pushed straight into a fan shape, poking and stabbing the dozens of enemy pawns in the front row, and then abandoning the spears and swinging cards to knock down the enemies in the back row. The knife player of, fought hard to get into it.
Under the so-called reason that the two armies meet and the brave wins, those enemy troops that have not completely rushed out between the sparse trees have already been defeated by the leading soldiers, and they recoil like a bead curtain;
And those flags that were originally held high in the air also seemed to be chopped down, broken, and trampled on the ground one by one with the unstoppable decline.
And when the largest of the flags was lifted down, the seven or eight flags that had not been killed in the remaining bushes seemed to have been hit and affected by some kind of huge blow and fell all at once, leaving only the noisy fleeing. The sound rang.
At this time, as if he was a blood man, Lin Qianjun, who was somewhat relieved and leaning on a big tree branch, also found that seven or eight teams had already gathered in his neighbourhood.
Therefore, he did not hesitate and waited more. He once again made the sound of the bamboo flute assembling and advancing forward, and then he took the lead with the remaining twenty-odd men of his team, and followed those lost. The remnant enemy of armor and armor left.
However, after not getting far, they chased and lost the remnant enemy. Because these defeated soldiers are already rushing to take off their robes, throw down their weapons, and scatter around, drill into those ditches, fields, ridges and woods, and they are nowhere to be seen.
As a result, the firearms projected by the warships on the river in the distance, the outposts and the gates lit up by the warships on the river, undoubtedly became their best offensive directions.
Soon Lin Qianjun was at a fork in the river and encountered a newly abandoned Zhaizha and checkpoint; he saw a messy and messy inside, and even cooked firewood and charcoal in a pottery urn. The meals are still boiling hot.
However, a certain kind of intuition and induction that had been the forerunner and detective of the army for many years suddenly stopped him; and prevented the other soldiers from resting and eating on the spot.
"Stop, come here, fire a round of arrows at the thickets on the left slope..."
Although there was some uncertainty on the left and right, but gradually in response to the behavioral instinct, one after another shot fire and bow to the side slope and shot a jagged rain of arrows.
Although it is the turn of spring and summer when there is a lot of vegetation and moisture, but with many arrows, there are still some dead branches and leaves that are ignited, and a little bit of inadequate burning smoke is emitted.
In the dense smoke, it seemed as if it was triggered or something, and in a flash, many bodies that had been smoked and dusted came out.
As a result, in front of the Taiping Army, who was alert and just taking advantage of the momentum of the pursuit, this so-called ambush and raid became a joke that had to be fought.
After another half day of rest and replenishment, the pioneer team headed by Lin Qianjun had already arrived at the pontoon bridge facing the opposite bank in a faint color.
Along the depression between the continuous Danya cliffs along the riverside, there are several large cast-iron cows and the huge broken iron chains on their bodies, and then they are shielded by the military village with the back of the cliff. .
And in this military village, the Zhuniao flag of the Huainan Army is still flying; and behind the trenches, fences, horses and wooden walls, the faint reflections of armor and swordsmen are still shining.
—I am the dividing line of Jiangnan —
Dantu City is also reporting the follow-up situation:
"The pioneer troops who landed in the north of the Yangtze River have captured more than a dozen coastal camps and outposts..."
"We did not encounter the main counterattack of the Huainan Army, only some local soil regiments and guards defended the battle."
"The first South Zhejiang Temporary Camp is besieging Guabu Town and Jikou Water Village in Liuhe County, requesting firearm support from the navy."
"So that the engineering staff who subsequently went ashore try to repair the chain of the floating bridge on the opposite bank connected to Yanziji..." (End of this chapter)