Thirteen thousand bandits gathered outside Tianjin Wei, carrying pitifully little food. The 130 thousand bandits surrendered for no reason, and I heard that they had to face several choices: send them back to their hometown, stay in Tianjin Wei as a farmer or farmer, and go to remote areas such as Yizhou and Liuqiu to cultivate.

"Will we still starve to death when we return to our hometown without food? The grassroots in northern Shaanxi are almost finished. Do we want us to eat Guanyin soil when we go back?" A soldier from Dashun Army who followed all the way from northern Shaanxi complained.

"I heard that the Liao army was going to replace the government and mobilize grain from other prefectures to support the disaster area. It may be difficult for the first two or three years, but after the barren farmland is corrected and water conservancy is built, the disaster will be alleviated." Some soldiers also said that the promises formulated by the Liao army were made.

"These words of being an official are not trustworthy. I will stay in Tianjin Wei as a fisherman and rely on the sea to survive. Some soldiers had the idea of ​​leaving their hometowns. They did not want to return to the barren drought area.

"But Tianjin Wei could not accept so many people. The Liao army only gave 20,000 places, and the rest who wanted to stay could only take a boat to Yizhou and Liuqiu."

"Where are Yizhou and Liuqiu?"

"You don't know this? Yizhou and Ryukyu are both islands in the vast ocean, where miasma is everywhere, and it is difficult for people and animals to survive. And if you take a boat, if you encounter strong winds and waves in the sea, you may capsize and everyone will be buried in the belly of fish!"

"It's not as terrible as you said. In the past, some officials and men were still sent to the barren land in the south? Now they are all Guangzhou Prefecture and Qiongzhou Prefecture. There is also Ryukyu Kingdom in Ryukyu. Their people live well, so we can't live there when we get there?"

"Think about it carefully, it is not easy for us to return to northern Shaanxi. There are so many twists and turns on the road, and you may encounter strong men who are robbed and lose your life. If you can't leave Tianjin Wei, I'd better go to Yizhou or Liuqiu. Maybe I can catch some wild game to fill my stomach."

More than 100,000 bandits were discussing each other, and most of them chose to stay in Tianjin Wei. Only some of these people could truly become residents of Tianjin Wei, and most of them were transported to Ryukyu Wei and Yizhou Wei to reclaim wasteland.

Left the Ming army guarding the city and the bandits without leaders, Chu Yun led more than 10,000 soldiers to march into the capital, intending to meet with Xu Shi's northern corps.

At this time, Li Zicheng fell into a tough battle with the northern corps. The impact of the Korchin cavalry quickly broke through Li Zicheng's right wing and became a one-sided massacre. The musketeers line on the left wing also suppressed the Dashun Army on the left wing, causing Liu Zongmin's central part to become a protruding and suffered three blows from the Ming and Liao army.

The so-called defeat is like a mountain of fall. When some troops collapse, they collapse one after another like the domino effect. The troops in the rear have no intention of fighting at all, and just want to use their good positions to escape the battlefield.

"Press up the musket battalion and hold back their firearms troops!" Li Zicheng ordered his most elite 6,000 musket soldiers to stop the joint left-wing corps of the 7th Infantry Brigade and the 8th Infantry Brigade!

The Six Thousand Musket Battalion is the most elite unit in Li Zicheng's army, and it is also the living force that Li Zicheng wants to reverse and occupy!

"Li Zicheng's musket battalion is coming!" The 7th Infantry Brigade discovered the musket soldiers pressing up from the front.

Their squad is similar to the ordinary infantry squad of the Fu Liao Army, and they use the same set of training for the Fu Liao Army.

"The soldier trained by Zhang Yuan, the traitor, is simply our copycat. Unfortunately, what they lack is advanced equipment." Xu Shi, the brigade commander of the 7th Infantry Brigade, came to the brigade artillery unit and "fired fire!"

Boom! The brigade artillery troops began to bombard Li Zicheng's musket battalion one after another.

"Everyone follows the usual training of Commander Zhang Yuan and follow the drum beats! Don't mess up the formation because of the opponent's artillery!" The officers of the Musket Battalion were all trained by Zhang Yuan to deal with Ming soldiers, and they have good discipline.

Although Zhang Yuan was not there, these officers were still able to command the troops and advance with the artillery of the Restoration Army.

Boom! A solid bullet penetrates several rows of musket lines, making the line arrays with many empty channels!

Boom! When the distance between the musket battalion approached, they entered the range of the flowering bullets! More than ten howitzers used to shoot flowering bullets shot the flowering bullets into the musket battalion. Each shell turned into dozens of lethal shrapnel, tearing the pieces of the musket battalion soldiers to pieces!

"Boss, the enemy's artillery is too fierce. We will rush forward and die!" Soldiers fell from the formation of the musket battalion, and the soldiers behind them filled in again.

But the fall of soldiers made them feel suffocated. They began to shake.

What made them even more desperate was more than that! They found that even though they were lucky enough to avoid the bombardment of artillery, they were also facing the dense muskets of the Fu Liao army's infantry!

Opposite was a queue that was as dense as the musket battalion, but they picked up the muskets from afar.

"Shoot!" The officer of the 7th Infantry Brigade commanded the knife forward!

Bang bang bang! The Deleiser rifle fired from a distance of 300 meters and swept across the musket battalion!

The soldiers of the musket battalion were like green onions blown down by the invisible wind, and they were planted on the ground one by one. This time, they were different from the artillery used to deter and destroy the formation. The muskets in the hands of groups of infantry were sickles used to harvest their lives!

With a thud, the general of the musket battalion commanded on the front line was sniped by the Fu Liao army's rifle and fell silently. The soldiers who died in front even blocked the progress of the soldiers behind!

"Your Majesty the King of Chuang, if the Musket Battalion continues to fight, the entire army will be wiped out!" The battalion officer of the Musket Battalion saw his troops melting like ice and snow, and his heart was like a knife.

"The cavalry battalion was also defeated by the Mongolian cavalry!" The bad news came again.

The musket battalion and cavalry battalion in Li Zicheng's army met the regular Dresse infantry and Mongolian cavalry. They were easily defeated by the adults as if they had not grown up!

"Not afraid, we still have a hundred thousand troops, let them go!" Li Zicheng clenched his fists and pierced his nails into his palms without knowing it.

He was really unwilling to give up. His originally mighty army was expected to sweep the world and establish the Dashun Dynasty. But the army of the Liao army slapped him hard to let him know the gap between reality and ideals!

"But His Majesty the King of Chuang, our brothers behind us have already begun to flee when they see the violent bombardment of the artillery in front..." said the logistics officer and the officer of the reserve team uneasy,
Chapter completed!