Chapter 47: In fact, the fierce battle does not exist

The rebels who were plowed by the fork team were rolled back and mixed up with the civil servants around the carriage.

People were cut from time to time in the chaos, and these old scholars who had never seen blood immediately cried and howled, and they were all moving towards the carriage.

After contacting the sword guards with the rebels, they found that these "disruptive people" holding spears were far less easy to deal with as they imagined.

Due to economic reasons, the rebels and soldiers often hold guns and spears and use less swords. They can stab each other three steps away, causing these guards with short soldiers to suffer a lot.

A dozen people were stabbed to the ground and could not get up. They were immediately trapped in a crowd of soldiers. After a few shrill screams of death, they were silent.

Compared with the panic and fear of other civil servants, Yang Tinglin, who had experienced bloody battles, seemed much calmer.

These thief troops rely on a large number of people and do not have much real combat power. Compared with the brave Manchu heavy cavalry, they are different from the sturdy Manchu cavalry.

"It is only today that we can do our best to serve the country and help the dangers..." I don't know where to pick up a spear, and Yang Tinglin shouted with a righteous gun: "When the country is established, all of you are loyal, brave and sincere to me, the Ming Dynasty..."

Although more than one hundred guards tried their best to kill, they could not resist the overwhelming tide of the tide of the tide of the tide of the tide of the tide of the tide of the trolling army and were gradually squeezed around the carriage.

"These guards are good at choosing a lot, why are they not as good as those of the Fork Team's people's training and fighting power?" Yang Tinglin had no chance to figure out the reason at all. He all rushed to his head and fought side by side with the guards.

Yang Tinglin's actions also aroused the blood of other civil servants, and they picked up swords and guns to escort the carriage.

But there are too many crusades.

In the darkness, swords and guns were stabbed in from time to time. The prince and princess in the car were so scared that they could not help but cry, and could do nothing except lying on their heads.

In the flashing fire, the spear pierced obliquely, hitting Li Si's calf.

The embroidered spring knife slashed out suddenly!

After all, it was not a heavy bareheaded knife, but one-handed one-handed one-way, and it couldn't even cut the spear.

Swipe with the flow, just cutting off the enemy's hand holding the gun.

He waved his hand and poked the horse's butt with one knife. The horse rumbled and rushed forward with a sudden thunder, knocking over several enemies who were blocking the road and running wildly.

"Follow the carriage!" The front of the Qilin suit was already open, and Yang Tinglin shouted with blood on his face: "Don't fall behind."

If you fall behind, you will be cut into meat paste immediately, and the civil servants and guards dare not leave.

The civilians in the capital who were chased and killed by the rebel army were in a state of terror and panic. When they saw the man and horse that were storming out, they seemed to have found their backbone. They did not consider any direction at all, and followed the carriage in a daze.

There are more and more people gathered, because following the carriage can avoid the pursuit of the rioters.

The crowds of people seemed to have no end. Many brothers in the Fork Team were already scarred and still mechanically poked out the iron forks in their hands again and again.

There are too many people, even if you close your eyes, you can reach the enemy.

The combat effectiveness of these rebel troops is not at the same level as that of the Manchurian armored soldiers. They do not use effective group combat skills at all, and they cannot play any coordination tactics. At most, they will be beaten fork and run away, or simply scream loudly on the side.

But there are too many people.

Lu Jian felt that he had entered the boundless wasteland of grass. The fork in his hand was a sickle, but he could not finish the weeds in front of him.

The dull sound of sharp forks piercing through the human body sounded a bit pleasant, as if it was mowing grass.

As long as you stare at the shaking figure in front of you and stab the weapon in your hand desperately, you can move forward a few steps.

When Lu Jian first penetrated the thick crowd, he suddenly saw the empty eyes, and realized that the dense barriers of the rebels had already emerged.

Seeing the Fork Team split a bloody alley in the crowd, Li Si took another stab on the horse's buttocks, and the carriage suddenly jumped out: "Don't stop, turn to the east!"

The men who kept repeating the assassination movements were numb to the point of killing. The only sense of direction was that they had no idea where they were. They had long been unable to distinguish between east, west, south, and couldn't find where they were on the east side for a while.

The rebels from the west gathered more and more, shouting loudly and surround the north. Although the Fork Team was brave, it was the limit of physical strength and could not break through the overwhelming rebels.

When I came, the road was always north and it was impossible to achieve it. Li Si made a quick decision and ordered the team to turn east and go out of the city towards Guangqumen.

The carriage broke out along the bloody path of the fork team, and behind the carriage was a group of people following closely.

The entire team made a right-angle turn and ran eastward like a storm.

The rebels in this direction began to decrease significantly, and they were very dispersed. The entire team was filled with blood and fire everywhere, and the core of the empire seemed extremely small, but they rushed out unstoppable.

After coming out of Yongding Gate, everyone ran out of sweat and most of them were injured. Especially those civil servants, many of them had to jump out of their cavity. If they hadn't grasped the railing at the rear of the car, they wouldn't be able to walk in a single step.

Compared with the panting palace guards, the Fork Team may not be much stronger, but they always walked at the forefront of the team, gasping silently and regaining their strength slightly while running. When they met a figure who dared to block the road, they immediately took action without hesitation.

The sky was covered with clouds and the cold wind suddenly rose, and it was a bone-bone-black cold.

The riots have spread to most of the capital, and there seems to be a fire in the imperial city, which is as red as the sky is shocking.

As the team moved eastward rapidly, fewer and fewer rebels could be encountered, and more and more people followed behind the team, and they had gathered into a rolling crowd, with about a thousand people.

During the siege of the city, there was no fierce battle at all (it can even be understood as Li Chuang occupied the capital without siege), and the city gate opened for no reason and then rushed in in a mess.

The city was so smooth that it was beyond anyone's expectations that it was too late to formulate a meticulous strategy, and the rebels, who claimed to be a million or only 140,000, flocked in.

For the people in the capital, the city was too sudden and they were already full of bandits on the streets before they could think of anything. They could only run around instinctively in the northeast direction. The invincible team became the focus of everyone's observation, and they followed blindly with the support of the desire to survive.

Guangqu Gate, the smallest of the nine gates in the capital, has the weakest troops.

When most of the capital was in the hands of the rebel army, Guangqumen was still under the control of the eunuchs in the Ming Dynasty.
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