Annan was broken, and the war in Mengyang was in full swing.

The hot weather hindered the march, even a general like Yang Yinglong, who was harsh on his subordinates, could only patiently let his subordinates travel twenty miles a day, in fact, even so, he was still marching faster than others.

In the dense forest, Yang Yinglong wiped the sweat that blocked his eyes, and kept walking forward, and the Miao warriors were led by the commander of the armor to open the way in front of them with a ring knife and axe.

The establishment of the local army is also the battalion flag, but there are small changes that belong to the Tusi, the flag army is the army in the people, the integration of the military and the government, all the men under the rule must be incorporated into the flag, usually drilled, and selected athletes to be incorporated into the battalion.

Twenty-five soldiers of the Banshu battalion are the first to be the first, and there is a first-class commander; Four first-class and one post, with one sentry chief and one co-sentry; four outposts and one battalion, one battalion general and one staff officer; three battalions and one town, with one general and several generals; Two towns and one army, with one general or garrison, and one army of 2,400 people.

In other words, Yang Yinglong has hundreds of thousands of banner troops under his command, of course, it is only a militia, and the battalion soldiers of the main combat force are only more than ten troops, but such a system of all people are soldiers is conducive to mobilizing troops in the war.

Even the Miao girls in Banzhou can wield knives and guns and operate poisonous crossbows, which is the reason why the Banzhou army has high combat effectiveness.

At this time, the Banzhou army, which went deep into the country, was led by the general Huang Yuan, and the rest of the troops were Yang Yinglong's private soldiers, who had a battalion and two posts, the battalion was an elite samurai, and the two posts were a bird sentry and a servant who was in charge of the baggage.

They had entered the hinterland of Mengyang at this time, because of Sigu's bold strategy some time ago, and now a large area of Mengyang has been occupied by Mang Yinglong's army, and the soldiers and horses are driving and plundering in all directions, and no one can figure out how many enemies there are around.

Or rather, they are surrounded by enemies.

didn't go far, the figures in the forest in front of him moved, and there were a few shouts of Banzhou's hungry old people, and the wrestlers dodged away, and rushed back a few bunched warriors who were not wearing armor and only had a ring knife, they were scouts in the Banzhou army, seeing their solemn faces, they were silent left and right, and went straight to the rear where Yang Yinglong and General Huang Yuan were.

"Four hundred steps?"

Yang Yinglong looked at the map by penetrating the little spots of light in the forest, and rolled up the map and threw it to his entourage with some annoyance.

His scouts came to report that there was a village four hundred paces out of the forest, which was now occupied by the Burmese army, and the enemy was lax in garrison, shouting and scolding, but probably did not grab anything.

This is a good thing, they traveled more than ten miles through the forest in order to search for the enemy, but this is the problem...... They were not looking for the enemy aimlessly, their map clearly marked that there was still seven or eight miles of mountain cols with the village of Mengyang, which was the main road between the north and the south, and it was their goal to take that place.

Now that there is such a village suddenly appearing in an unmarked place on the map, and there are enemies close to a thousand people, it is very likely that the battle will be scareless, and the surrounding enemies will be gathered, which will cause them trouble.

"King, call me?"

Huang Yuan is an old subordinate of the Yang clan in Banzhou, as early as Yang Lie's time, he was a close confidant of the Yang family, and he did not do much in Banzhou on weekdays, only their own people remained, and such a title was a sign of loyalty in private.

didn't call His Majesty, he had already given Emperor Jingshi three points of face.

This is the foundation of Yang's rule in Banzhou, their ancestors don't care which generation, because they regard themselves as Han people, so they are all Han people, which is very mysterious, and it is also the source of Yang's 'Yi Han customs', which expresses a kind of giving mentality.

I, Yang, am a Han Chinese, and I have entered the anchor state to respect local customs, and changed Han customs into customs, and now we are the same, you listen to me.

Yang Yinglong glanced at Huang Yuan and whispered, "Let's go and see if you're sure." ”

Huang Yuan knew what Yang Yinglong was talking about, a Banzhou army, against less than a thousand enemies, there was no need to mention the certainty of victory, unless they wanted to be completely annihilated.

It's too close, the two settlements are only seven or eight miles apart, and any wind and grass can easily pass over, at least their cannons can't be used.

The Banzhou army has artillery, not the kind made by Chen Mu, it is the standard artillery of the Ming army in the early years, from Sichuan to Banzhou, the name is very majestic, the poisonous fog god smoke cannon, developed in the early Ming Dynasty, mostly used for siege, the range is close and the power is small, and the fire and smoke are caused on the city.

The poison is scattered, adding to the negative state of poisoning the enemy with bleeding from the mouth and nose, and the unlucky ones will be ignited, and the armor will be poisoned again if it is on fire, and it is basically impossible to save it.

However, this kind of weapon cannot be used on a large scale, and it is basically useless.

Yang Yinglong and Huang Yuan approached the front, looking at the hanging tower with a southwest style from a distance, and Xiao Tusi took out a monocular from his arms like a treasure to look carefully, and saw those Burmese soldiers dancing wantonly between the houses, chopping and chopping in an orderly manner, venting their anger at the failure of plunder.

There is no doubt that the telescope taken out by Xiao Tusi, decorated with gold and silver tiger stripes, is also much more exquisite and luxurious than Chen Shuai's brass cylinder.

"Some of them took off their armor." Yang Yinglong's face was full of disdain, handed the lookout to Huang Yuan, and said, "It's too scattered, it's not easy to get around, let's kill them all." ”

Huang Yuan looked at it roughly, nodded and handed back the binoculars, turned back to the many commanders of the Banzhou battalion and said, "Just like what you usually do every day, give orders to the soldiers to go down and scatter them without leaving one." ”

What is the daily life of a Miao warrior?

Drill hunting, tribal vendettas, roadblocks and robberies.

In fact, this is a large-scale tribal vendetta, no different from when they were under the Tusi in the southwest.

In just a moment, Huang Yuan dispersed the troops, and the sergeants of each battalion were led by the commander of the armor to divide the troops everywhere, and the large crossbows opened by each armor or three people were mounted with poisonous arrows, or the small crossbows carried by a single person on their shoulders, scattered around the dense forest, and hidden in the forest barriers.

Yang Yinglong handed the telescope to the sentry commander of the bird whistle under his command with a ring knife, and advised: "Look at those people clearly, you are not like the guns under your brother-in-law, the training time is still short, and you can't beat accurately, thirty guns to beat one person, you just need to beat those three generals to death." ”

The Burmese soldiers in the village did not yet know that there were countless pairs of eyes in the forest watching them, each aimlessly destroying and screaming wildly, and from time to time they gathered around their chief general and complained about something.

Suddenly, there was a whistle in the forest, and a group of Miao warriors with their hair tied in buns suddenly descended from the leadership of Tiger Han, this kind of encounter did not have a battle formation on either side, but the Miao warriors still formed a minimum formation, and five five-person squads surrounded the captain and killed the enemy.

Each small formation is a team of five people, some are a large crossbow opened by three people, and some are three small crossbows, followed by two warriors with long standard spears, each running to open the crossbow, rushing to kill.

The Burmese generals were greatly shocked, these people were not the appearance of Meng Yangjun at all, and hurriedly gathered troops, but Yang Yinglong did not give them time to gather troops.

Yang Yinglong, who was holding a long-handled ring knife in both hands, led a group of relatives to run in front, and three teams of samurai holding bird guns followed closely behind, rushing to disrupt the enemy's formation and chanting nearby, his bird gun team was not in a row, and the shooting was not consistent, but the goal was the same.

Thirty shots are just to kill one person, and it is hard to say whether this person can survive, and the people gathered around him will definitely not survive.

Where else can we gather troops?

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