Chapter 22 The main force

"So, Wang Zhiren and his son actually sold us! They sold us as soon as the battle started!" Huang Zongxi followed the battleship of the brigade and sailed towards the enemy's position, thinking bitterly, "It's because they were hypocritical that night. Let’s sell pigs and wine to us! That’s right, the father and son had already surrendered to the Tartars with Lu Fan, but after seeing that the people in eastern Zhejiang had acted righteously, they followed anyway. But I believe them so much and rely on them so much, I am really blind!" However, this hatred only lasted for a moment, because after the warships of the rebel army marched ahead, after overturning the small boats with their joint efforts, they were already dead. Into the enemy line.Huang Zongxi saw from a distance that the enemy fleet assembled like a dark cloud, at first they were showing off their power with carelessness, but for some reason, as if being bitten suddenly, they trembled like pain, and then burst out a burst of terror. yelling loudly.Although it is temporarily unclear how this situation happened, it is not difficult to imagine that the rebel army's hard attack must have been extremely brave.Huang Zongxi remembered that it was Mao Han, the man who took the lead in anti-shaving, who served as the vanguard and commanded those ships.He couldn't help getting excited, and temporarily forgot about Wang Zhiren, swung the sword in his hand vigorously, let go of his throat and shouted: "Quick, quick! Follow up, follow up!" After shouting twice, he suddenly realized that the enemy warship was approaching The two wings outflanked.He was taken aback, and quickly sent an order to change the formation, and thrust outward with all his strength.At this time, the warships of the two sides were already intertwined, and in a blink of an eye, the surrounding area was full of rising flames, thick smoke, dazzling sword lights, sharp arrows, and furious shouts. The wailing of the dying, the splashing of blood, together with the sound of collapsing sail masts, the collision of ship sides, and the plopping sound of people or objects falling into the water, made the scene extremely tragic and chaotic.It was only then that Huang Zongxi truly experienced how cruel and terrifying the so-called life-and-death fight is!Due to the protection of ships on both sides, he was able to avoid fighting for the time being, and continued to observe the situation on the battlefield.But maybe because of this, his heart began to tighten, and his legs were shaking slightly.The agitation and excitement a while ago suddenly disappeared for some reason.On the contrary, a hidden worry about possible failure and death rose up in my heart like a poisonous fog in the mountains, forests and swamps. "Yes, this time, it seems to me that I can't escape! There are so many enemies, and Wang Zhiren's shameless thief is determined not to save him. I'm afraid we don't know that our side is in a desperate situation! Although Sun Jiaji said that we should lure the Tartars to the shore, can this be done? Can we do it? If we can't do it, then there is only death! Yes, only death !” Thinking so painfully and hopelessly, resenting, but strange to say, at this moment, he didn’t feel that it was terrible, on the contrary, as if he had discovered some kind of distant and mysterious light, gradually Excited: "Yes, since you are going to die, let's die! Who in life can escape death? It's the same if you die early or early! And it's not necessarily better to die early!" Then, he suddenly stopped trembling, Moreover, a strong impulse arose out of thin air, and he pointed the saber in his hand at the nearest enemy ship, and suddenly shouted: "Rush over, rush over!" He turned his head, stared, and cursed viciously: "Are you deaf? Go over there! Do you hear me? Ah?"

"Oh, yes, yes, rush over, rush over!" At a loss what to do, the president suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly waved the command flag.At this moment, the situation on the battlefield has changed.The enemy's fleet seemed to be unable to withstand the brave attacks of the rebels, and their positions began to waver.When the follow-up fleet of the Rebel Army bravely followed up, all kinds of firearms sprayed past like a torrential rain, and the ships caught fire one after another. The enemy became even more flustered and hesitant.At this time Huang Zongxi had already grabbed a penny with a sharp blade and held it in his hand.He saw the enemy ship was approaching, and two Qing soldiers were holding knives, posing for a fight, so he crossed the penny, swept it as hard as he could, and with a "plop", knocked one of them into the water on the spot.He stabilized the penny, and was about to sweep the other with his backhand, when the sides of the boats on both sides had already collided with each other with a "boom".The bearded Qing soldier took the opportunity to grab the penny with one hand, swung the steel knife with the other, and slashed at Huang Zongxi.Huang Zongxi leaned back hastily, the knife flashed before his eyes without cutting.Huang Zongxi looked at the empty space and tried his best to stir the long pole. The opponent lost his footing, fell on his back and fell on the side of the boat.At this moment, Huang Zongxi's eyes also turned red, he raised his long pole and stabbed desperately at the soldier's head and body, he saw streaks of bright red blood gushing out from where the pole tip rose and fell.The soldier was still struggling, trying to stand up.Huang An saw him from the side, rushed over to help him, added a penny to his head, and knocked him down again.

The master and servant were busy, when suddenly there was an exclamation from behind: "Here we come! Here we come! The Tartars are coming to the boat again!" Huang Zongxi looked up and couldn't help being surprised.He found that in the middle of the Qing army fleet that had been beaten to pieces, at some point, a new force was suddenly added. With the bow of the ship wrapped in a layer of hard armor, they rampaged on the battlefield, slashing and smashing. In the blink of an eye, several ships of the rebel army were hit and sunk.After the previous period of hard work, the rebel fleet was already very tired, and now they all became frightened, and with a "crash", they turned the bows of the ships and fled in all directions.

"Well, that's right, it's them! It's them!" Huang Zongxi suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart after recognizing that this new force was exactly the Qing army fleet that had been staying in Jiangxin to monitor Wang Zhiren's army camp since the beginning of the war. pain and outrage.Because this meant that, in order to protect himself, Wang Zhiren had stood by and watched from the upper reaches until now, and even allowed the enemy to devote all their troops to deal with the Yuyao Rebel Army! "Well, since you are such a bunch of heartless beasts, then we will never rely on you! We Yuyao people are not afraid of tartars! We Yuyao people are not afraid of death!" Out of extreme anger and despair, Huang Zongxi felt a sense of despair. There was an incomparably tyrannical force.He waved the pole in his hand and shouted sharply: "Yuyao people are not afraid of tartars! Yuyao people are not afraid of death! Come with me!"

"Yes, Yuyao people are not afraid of tartars! Yuyao people are not afraid of death! Go!" Huang An and the others who were standing around were also excited, and they let go of their throats and shouted. The frenzied shouting really had an effect. The fleeing rebel fleet began to stop one after another. After a while, as if driven by some kind of force, they all turned around and let out a loud roar: " Yuyao people are not afraid of Tartars! Yuyao people are not afraid of death! Go! Kill!" With this desperate cry, a round of more tragic fighting began again.Inspired by the pride of fighting for the country and honor, the rebels all fought bravely, one against ten, fighting like a group of mad tigers.If their boats couldn't win against each other, they simply hooked the enemy's boat with a long pole with a hook, jumped onto the opponent's boat, slashed with knives and axes, beat with fists, bit with teeth, and started hand-to-hand combat with the enemy. , The person in front fell, and the person behind immediately jumped on him.In this way, the enemy's arrogance was suppressed inch by inch.Only in this way, the price I paid was quite huge.Many ships were engulfed in flames in head-on collisions, or capsized and sank in the river.The water was littered with broken planks, torn flags and the bodies of victims.Huang Zongxi himself was injured several times during the bloody battle, and was almost hit by a falling mast. Fortunately, Huang An rescued him from the side, and the danger was saved.But the book boy was hit on the head because of this, and passed out on the spot, and he is still lying under the canopy until now.Of course, the enemy, including their new force, was also confused by this desperate stalking.Moreover, most of their soldiers came from the north, and they were not used to fighting on water, especially in hand-to-hand combat on a bumpy boat. They suffered even more. They suffered many casualties in a blink of an eye, and even the entire boat was snatched by the rebels.After such a stalemate, although the Qing army still has the upper hand, it is still difficult to completely defeat the rebel army.So the battle dragged on again...

At this moment, an unexpected and strange thing happened: just as the fleet of the Qing army regrouped and launched an attack again, the rebel army was already in a situation where they were struggling to deal with it. There was a hurricane, and the Qing army's ships swayed violently, stopped attacking one after another, turned around in a panic and with difficulty, trying to resist something.However, that strange force mixed with shouts of killing that was unclear for a while was so powerful that in a blink of an eye, the Qing army's ships were washed up like a pile of leaves, and they were in a state of embarrassment. fled in all directions...

"Ah, Marquis of Wuning! It's Marquis of Wuning!" A pleasantly surprised voice cried out. "What! Is it Wang Zhiren?" Seeing that there was no hope of victory, Huang Zongxi, who was about to retreat downstream according to the plan arranged by Sun Jiaji, felt his heart skip a beat, and quickly fixed his eyes: Sure enough, at the place where the Qing army's fleet fled, it seemed to have fallen from the sky. Yes, there appeared four fleets with strict military appearance and majestic appearance.It can be identified from the flag on the mast that it is Wang Zhiren's regular navy upstream!I saw that they did not chase the enemy immediately, but drove straight to the center of the river, cutting off the retreat of the Qing army first, and then turned around calmly and began to attack the enemy.

Fighting with ease and exhaustion, and having already planned the direction and tactics of the attack, the process was naturally happy and smooth.Although the warships of the Qing army tried their best to fight back, they had been severely injured due to the fierce fight with Yuyao's rebel army just now. Under the calm and ruthless onslaught of Wang Zhiren's navy, they were soon left to be beaten. For the sake of it, it immediately fell apart and broke into an army.What is especially strange is that at this moment, from the enemy's old camp on the other side of the Qiantang River, the sound of the gong of "嘡! 嘡! 嘡! 嘡!" was suddenly heard, frightened and hurried, as if something had happened emergency.In this way, the Qing army was obviously even more unwilling to fight, and only had the idea of ​​running for their lives...

"Let me tell you, how can this abominable Wang Zhiren refuse to save him? That's how it is! It's just that they came to pick up the ready-made after we've almost wiped out all our money. It's a bit too clever!" Looking from a distance, finally The remaining ships of the Qing army that broke through the siege were fleeing downstream one after another. Huang Zongxi was relieved, thought with a wry smile, and then sat down on the deck exhausted.