The Chinese people's historical view always like to talk about what is the truth that has the truth that is not the truth, and what is virtue that is not the virtue that is not the virtue. There are also things that can be eaten and slurry to welcome the king's army, as if the victors have the world because of winning people's hearts.

In this time and space, there are also many such contents on the historical textbooks of the Ming Empire. It seems that there are tyrants everywhere in the world who are unjust and unethical, and the working people of the world stretch their necks and prepare pots, plates, baskets, etc., just waiting for Chen Dexing's army to liberate.

However, such things are rarely seen in reality. In most cases, Chen Dexing's army is not very popular.

Now, Major General Zhang Jiu, the commander of the 12th Brigade of the Ming Army, has not met any Taizhou people who are welcomed. However, many farmers are standing in the fields that have just been harvested on both sides of the road, watching. They are far away and empty-handed, and no one shows any kindness. They are still talking in Taizhou dialect that Zhang Jiu does not understand. When they hear their tone, they know that it is not a good thing.

"So many thieves!"

"Everyone is wearing iron armor..."

"That's not iron, it's steel!"

"Steel made clothes!? How much does it cost?"

"I don't know, it's not cheap. Why does this piece cost thousands of stagnant?"

"Where did they get the money?"

"Of course it was stolen!"

"Ratch!? They are going to rob Du Qiao now? I wonder if I will go to the countryside to grab it?"

"It's certainly true, but we countrymen don't have much money."

"No money, have a wife and a daughter!"

"Yes, what should I do?"

"What..."

However, when the banner of the Taizhou regiment training army's left army front battalion appeared in front of the 12th Brigade of the Ming army, the onlookers suddenly cheered.

"Look, look, the Du family army is here!"

"The Du family army is here to kill the thief!"

"It was brought by the soldiers of the Du family's ten scholars. The ten scholars are very capable. They are a great student. They will be able to pass the Jinshi sooner or later..."

"There are ten scholars in Taizhou, so I can be saved..."

This is what the people are saying in the legend! However, these people did not seem to have thought that students and Jinshi might not necessarily fight.

"Stop moving forward!"

Zhang Jiu was already dressed neatly at this time. He rode a Mongolian horse and the horse was transported by boat. He was so dizzy that he was a little depressed at this moment.

"Array!" Seeing the flag of the opposite dough training army, Zhang Jiu quickly ordered the entire army to form a formation, "The square formation welcomes the enemy!"

It was also the signature formation of the Ming army, including swords, shields, long spears and bows. Because there was a group of soldiers, this formation was a bit thin. There were only the third battalion long spears, the third battalion bows, arrows and swords, shields and soldiers. The seven battalions and Zhang Jiu's brigade company had a total of more than 2,200 people. They occupied a harvested rice field and expanded the formation.

The formation is neat and the steel armor is shiny. The spear tip and the body of the large horizontal sword are all shining with a scary cold light under the sun. The archers of the third battalion are lined up in front, and there is no cover for the sword and shield, because they are now wearing steel armor. From a distance, they only look more than two thousand iron men!

The ten scholars, twelve scholars, fifteen scholars, eighteen scholars and twenty-two scholars of the Du family of Yimen were sitting on the battlefield with slide poles. These five were all white-faced scholars in their thirties. Except for the fifteenth scholar Du Yu, who was preparing for the martial arts examination, the others were scholars who were powerless and did not know how to ride horses.

Moreover, there are not many horses and horses in the Yimen Du family who can ride on the battlefield, which are rare animals in Jiangnan. Even wealthy families like Yimen Du will not raise these useless delicate animals.

So the scholars of the Du family sat on the battlefield in sedan chairs. Moreover, the scholars did not wear armor and helmets. The thing weighed dozens of pounds and could not even walk when worn. It would be too unreasonable to be lifted. Moreover, the scholars were all planning masters and would not go forward to fight the enemy alone, so there was no need to wear armor.

Du Yin used a feather fan to cover the sunlight, squinted his eyes and looked at the enemy's enemy's formation four or five hundred steps away, and it was unfolding very quickly, as if it was flowing. It completed its expansion while moving, and what formation was drawn...

"Fifteenth brother, come and command." Du Daxiucai ordered.

The Song Dynasty called brothers and sons "Brother". Du Yu was Du Yin's younger brother. He was in the clan's fifteenth place, so he was called the Fifteenth brother. Because he was a martial artist, he understood some military tactics and also used some martial arts. He also liked to discuss military tactics with his brothers. No one could talk about him in terms of military tactics. Therefore, he gave people the impression that the Du family group could organize and train their troops, which was naturally his credit.

"Get orders!" The fifteenth scholar Du Yu arched his hand on the slide pole, then took out the flag that had been prepared long ago and ordered loudly, "Line up, bows and arrows in front, swords and spears behind, no orders are allowed to be opened, no orders are allowed to retreat! Du family, supervise the battle behind the formation! I passed my order that this battle is related to the survival of Taizhou. You are only allowed to move forward and no retreat. If you kill one Ming thief, you will be rewarded with a hundred stakes..."

Not to mention, the dispatch was quite well organized. Although most of the 1,780 men of the Du family army were from tenant farmers and salt farmers, they practiced every day, and Du Yu trained the Du family slaves as backbone, and several scholars from the Du family were supervising officers, and they even looked like some elites. Soon the battle formation was arranged, which attracted a burst of news that the Du family scholars fought against the Chen family's steel soldiers spread very quickly. The farmers and salt households from all over the country gathered, stood far away, stretched their necks to watch the battle, and even applauded the soldiers in their hometown.

"good!"

"The Du family army is a good example!"

The cheers of the people came to Zhang Jiu's ears. Although he couldn't understand Taizhou dialect, he still knew who the other party was cheering for.

People don’t agree with each other! But what can that happen?

Zhang Jiu snorted coldly, "Advance forward, the enemy stops a hundred steps away, and the first row of archers shoot freely!"

Three orders were issued in succession, and the two regiment commanders under his command made a move, then quickly ran back to their respective command posts. Under the dispatch of the command and the sound of golden drums, two thousand and two hundred steel armored soldiers moved forward like moving steel walls in order to walk forward at a speed. The battlefield was silent immediately, and even the onlookers clearly felt a strong murderous aura.

A hundred steps away from the enemy, the rapid drum sound suddenly stopped, and more than two thousand steel armored soldiers also stopped at the same time, neatly as if one person was alone.

"It's so strict!"

The same thought came to mind of several scholars from the Du family: This time it was a bit hasty...

Strong...

This was the light sound of the bowstring, not neat, but sporadic, scattered. Then two or three hundred feather arrows left the string, drew a perfect parabola in the air, and then accurately landed in the middle of the three horizontal formations composed of archers of the Du family army. The screams suddenly sounded. These feather arrows shot from outside a hundred steps were quite accurate, and they immediately swept down the archers of the unprepared regiment training army!

"How could you be so accurate!" When several scholars saw this scene, they all widened their eyes. This is an arrow shot from a hundred steps away!

Strong...

Before the scholars could react, another shower arrow shot across the opposite side, either not a volley, or astonishingly accurate as well. Standing in front of the regiment training camp, the archer wearing only paper armor fell down again. Not all of them were shot to death. After all, the distance was far away and the bow power was insufficient. Although it could still be more than an inch of flesh after penetrating the paper armor, as long as it didn't hit the vital point, it would not be able to kill his life for a while, and just bursts of heart-wrenching screams. It was originally because it was the first time that he had been on the battlefield and didn't know how powerful he was, and there was another heavy reward from the fifteenth scholar Du Yu. Everyone was still a little excited and forgot to be afraid. At this moment, he heard the screams and smelled blood, and everyone was a little scared.

"Fifteen scholar!" Du Yin still tried to calm down, "Let the soldiers fight back!"

Retaliation? Du Yu glanced at his brother, a hundred steps away... Not to mention the troops below, even the master who practiced martial arts in small numbers, he could only barely shoot the arrow to such a long distance, and it was already at the end of his strength and had no lethality at all!

Moreover, if you want to shoot feather arrows a hundred steps away, you must use a hard bow. Not everyone can pull it, and it is also expensive... So Du Yu equipped his team training with an ordinary soft bow, which can't shoot that far!

"Shoot! Shoot quickly and shoot the Ming thief to death!"

Seeing Du Yu as if he was in a daze, Du Yin yelled and commanded his younger brother blindly. The archers in the regiment training army in front had already been at a loss. If there was not a supervision team behind them, they would have been defeated now. Hearing Du Yu's roar, these people, regardless of what bow they were in their hands or how many pounds of strength they had, all started shooting archers like crazy. They were either volleys or chaotic arrows. Everyone was shooting for their lives, trying to keep the enemy away.

The distance was pushed away. However, these feather arrows did not reach the steel armored soldiers on the opposite side, but were inserted into the ground for twenty or thirty steps in front of them. There was a dense layer of white feathers on the ground, as if it had just snowed heavily. On the other side, Zhang Jiu's 300 archers saw the range of the arches of the regiments, and then stepped forward more than ten steps, standing outside the range of the opponent's arches, shooting extremely accurate feather arrows with the step bow in his hand, and shooting the opposite regiments to the ground one by one.

The soldiers on the battlefield were shot and were dizzy and did not know how powerful they were. However, the people watching the battle were all stunned.

These scholars seem to be unable to fight! After shooting the bows and arrows for a long time, no thieves died, and a large number of scholars' training had already fallen. How can this battle be fought?
Chapter completed!