The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 67 War is rising everywhere
"My lord, the castle is empty."

Two days later, a Ye Bushou wearing black armor and riding a tall horse came galloping on the muddy road. He came to the central army's banner, jumped off his horse swiftly, and bowed.

Yebushou were scouts or spies of the Ming army in Liaodong region, specifically responsible for gathering all kinds of intelligence. They were either highly skilled in martial arts or had various unique skills, comparable to the Jinyiwei.

Whenever the army sets out, there must be night guards leading the way to scout the way and investigate the enemy's situation. Only brave men can take on this task.

"Empty? Where are the people in the castle?"

Under the big red banner, Ouyang Zerong, the garrison commander of Fuzhou, frowned, swung the whip in his hand, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

Since Shen Yuanliang dared to rebel against the imperial court and occupy Yongning City, there is no way such a daring guy would abandon the city and flee, right?

Is there any conspiracy here? Is there an ambush ahead?
"Sir, how dare a small rebel army resist the imperial army?"

"Shen Yuanliang and his men must have heard of your great reputation, so they fled. We don't know where they are now."

Kicking the horse's belly lightly, "Big Yin-Yang Hand" Le Hou walked forward holding the reins with both hands, couldn't help but sneer, and said with disdainful curl of his lips.

Le Hou had never taken Shen Yuanliang seriously. There was no point in using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken. This revenge was just a side job. They had more important things to do in southern Liaoning.

"That makes sense!"

Stroking his thick beard, Ouyang Zerong, who was sitting on the Arabian horse, couldn't help but nodded, and the worry that had just arisen in his heart was thrown behind his mind.

An hour later, the Yongning City standing on the earth appeared in everyone's sight. The ten-foot-high city walls, wide trenches, and dense traps left them stunned.

"What a strong city!"

Surrounded by many elite servants, garrison commander Ouyang Zerong looked at the perfect defense of Yongning City, took a breath, his heart pounding, and he had the urge to turn around and leave.

The beacon towers and forts I had seen before were fine, but I didn't expect Shen Yuanliang to be so cruel and crazy that he could build the dilapidated Yongning City into an impregnable fortress in just two months.

If they really wanted to attack Yongning City at all costs, the three or four thousand soldiers under his command would not be able to cause even the slightest wave.

"Captain Ouyang, the governor has ordered us to put down the rebellion at all costs."

"What should I do now?"

Looking at the hedgehog-like Yongning City, the previously confident Jinzhou Guard garrison commander Tan Taiming now had a gloomy face and a chilling aura emanating from his whole body.

As the garrison commander of a place, the soldiers and horses in their hands are their capital. If they really fight to the death with all the five thousand households under their command, even if they succeed in suppressing the rebellion, their family will be finished.

If they refuse to accept the orders of the governor and watch the rebels grow stronger, the Ouyang and Tantai families will also be in trouble and will not have a good ending.

The punishment could be light, such as dismissal from office, or serious, the whole family could be executed.

"How about trying it out first?"

"Each of us should send out a thousand soldiers to test the quality of Yongning City. This will also be an explanation to our superiors and subordinates."

Ouyang Zerong, the garrison commander of Fuzhou, looked around, turned his head, lowered his voice, and spoke tentatively.

To a big shot, the soldiers under his command are just a series of numbers, and two thousand lives are merely an explanation to the superior, nothing more.

"The first person to reach the top will be promoted three levels in a row and rewarded with 100 taels of silver."

"Charge!" Half an hour later, two thousand soldiers wearing mandarin duck battle jackets formed small round shield formations with small flags as units. Amid the sound of dense drumbeats, they pushed various siege equipment and rushed towards Yongning City.

Five hundred steps, three hundred steps, one hundred steps...

A murderous atmosphere filled the air. Whether it was the servants guarding the city or the soldiers attacking, everyone's palms were sweating, their throats were dry, and a sense of fear surged in their hearts.

Fortunately, one side is "battle-hardened" and the other side has undergone brutal training.

The purpose of military training is to overcome the fear in human nature, to strengthen the confidence of one's own soldiers through strict discipline, battle formations, weapons and equipment, martial arts, and collective strength, and thus to defeat fear.

In the army with a strict hierarchy, orders to enter the mountains must be obeyed, and no one can escape without permission, no matter how scared they are, otherwise they will be beheaded.

"Fire arrows!"

Under the command of Shen Yuanliang, the red triangular flag was waving, and the well-trained servants suppressed the fear in their hearts, drew their bows and arrows, and the sound of "creaking" bowstrings resounded throughout the city walls.

"Shhhhhh!"

Arrows filled the sky like locusts flying towards the two thousand soldiers who were so close. Through the gaps, long arrows would pierce their chests or hit their calves from time to time.

The shrill wails made people want to retreat, but due to the cruel military orders and the supervisors who were on high alert in the rear, many soldiers had no choice but to bite the bullet and charge forward with their heads covered.

The short distance of one hundred steps was like a natural moat, which prevented the two thousand soldiers from advancing or retreating. They became living targets. For a moment, blood flowed like pillars, and lives were lost one after another.

After an incense stick of time, a low gong sounded and the horn of retreat was sounded. The many soldiers who survived the disaster dropped their weapons and retreated in a swarm.

After retreating to a safe distance, the remaining 500 soldiers showed no joy, nor any fear. They were left with numb looks in their eyes, and were in a daze.

The night was dim. In an open space three miles away from Yongning City, white tents bloomed like white flowers on the ground.

He was full of vigor and vitality when he came here, but now he is as dejected as a defeated rooster. It really shows how unpredictable the world is.

In the brightly lit central army tent, a heavy atmosphere swept over, making it hard for everyone to breathe. Almost everyone had a gloomy face and remained silent.

"Captain Tantai, how about we two jointly write a letter to the governor to request reinforcements?"

Fiddling with the ambergris in the incense burner, Ouyang Zerong, the garrison commander of Fuzhou Guard, pursed his dry lips and asked uncertainly.

I thought a few hundred casualties would be considered a lot, but I didn't expect 1,500 casualties in one battle.

Such horrific battle damage directly frightened the pampered Ouyang Zerong. Although he knew that Yongning City was not easy to mess with, he did not expect it to be so difficult to mess with.

It was impossible to quell the rebellion started by Shen Yuanliang with the troops they had, and they could not just withdraw.

Ouyang Zerong and Tan Taiming were both fifth-rank garrisons and patriarchs of aristocratic families with thousands of servants, and were slapped in the face by a commoner. They looked very embarrassed.

"That's all it can do."

After a long sigh and thinking for a moment, Jinzhou Guard Commander Tan Taiming chose his own life between the fate of his family and face.

The Ouyang family and the Tantai family have been rooted in southern Liaoning for hundreds of years. In order to smuggle, the two families have been constantly at odds with each other and dislike each other. On a daily basis, they stab each other in the back.

At this moment, Ouyang Zerong and Tan Tai Ming looked at each other and sighed in unison, feeling like brothers in distress.

(End of this chapter)