How can this good head be broken into pieces...
Fucheng just happened to witness his beloved little Goshiha's skull being shattered, and the brain being shot out. Plasma splashed all over his face. He stretched out his hand to touch it. It was greasy and a little warm. Although the brain was not cold yet. , but the little Goshiha was already dead and could no longer be saved. Before he even had time to scream, he twitched and fell off the horse! Fucheng was frightened by this scene, and his mind There was a blank space, and before I could figure out what was going on, I suddenly heard a series of exclamations in my ears.
"Oh my god...why is his neck broken?" "Blood, blood, blood..."
"Ah, ah, my arm!" "Help, help me...
"There are gunmen, there are gunmen ambush ahead!"
"Damn it, it's a self-fired foreign gun, without a match rope! Also, it's a sharpshooter, and there are quite a few of them..." "They must have fired at the light of the torch!"
"Almost lost the torch!"
Thousands of Taiping soldiers were still singing generously and the accompaniment of drums covered up the sparse gunshots. In addition, Li Cuihua and the others were using flintlock guns, and there were no matchsticks flashing like fireflies in the dark night. The flames, only the muzzle flash that comes in and out the moment the musket is fired, are relatively easy to ignore. So at the beginning, the Green Camp soldiers and Goshiha had not yet reacted, and they stupidly held up torches and used them as live targets in the darkness.
However, these Gansu and Shaanxi Green Camps were quite alert after all. Soon someone saw sparks suddenly flashing out in the darkness, and immediately thought of the legendary Westerners' "self-fired" foreign guns!
This group of soldiers is worthy of being the elite of Gansu and Shaanxi. They react very quickly when facing danger. When they find that there are many sharpshooters armed with foreign guns ambushing in the darkness dozens of steps away, they immediately throw away the torches in their hands and step on them several times. All the legs were destroyed! As soon as the torches were extinguished, the Qing army's formation disappeared into darkness. Even Li Cuihua's eyes, which had been "nurturing" for many days, could no longer see the target dozens of steps away.
However, the little girl had long known that such a situation would happen, so she calmly put away her musket, stood up, turned around, and ran towards her position illuminated by the light of torches and poisonous fire. The others lurked in the dark and let go. Lun Lengqiang's sisters, like Li Cuihua, dragged their flintlock guns and retreated.
Their first mission has been completed. Next, it is up to the heroes of the Taiping Army to take over. They can disperse among the formations and find high-value targets to snipe. Li Cuihua ran very fast in the dark night. Soon he ran to a Taiping Army brigade-level phalanx that had just finished singing "Men Should Be Strong".
A strong man who was not very tall but had very broad shoulders and a horned helmet on his big head was standing in front of the phalanx. He was holding a red flag in his hand and looked majestic. This strong man recognized him. Li Cuihua looked very excited and greeted with a smile: "Sister, how many pure monsters have been killed today?"
Li Cuihua looked back and saw a man with a broad forehead, protruding chin, big and tall nose, and thick beard. It was Zhu Ba, her classmate in the lecturer class. Li Cuihua stretched out two fingers and replied with a smile. : "Brother Zhu Ba, I shot twice today, but I don't know whether he was killed or not."
"He must be beaten to death, he must be beaten to death..." Zhu Bamei said with a wide smile, "Our Cuihua girl is a sharpshooter!"
Li Cuihua was very happy to be praised by Zhu Bayi, and she also replied: "Brother Bage, fight well, but don't make the brothers laugh." "Good!" Zhu Ba waved the red flag in his hand and shouted. He said, "I, Zhu Ba, have to take the lead again today, how happy I am!"
"Dong dong dong...
At this time, a dull drum sound suddenly sounded.
Zhu Ba no longer spoke to Li Cuihua, but pointed the red flag forward and shouted angrily: "Kill the demon, divide the fields, move forward!"
After drinking this, he held up the red flag and moved forward while singing generously: "Arrogance laughs at thousands of waves, hot blood beats the red sun..." "Guts are like iron, bones are like fine steel..."
The soldiers of the brigade behind Zhu Ba also sang "A man should strengthen himself". A thousand soldiers marched forward while singing! "Boom, boom, boom..."
The four small cannons that had already moved to both sides of the Taiping Army's front also aimed at the place where the Qing Army's torches were extinguished, and roared again!...
"Hold on! Hold on! Don't mess up! Keep the formation..."
Fucheng, the commander-in-chief of Xi'an Town in the Qing Dynasty, almost screamed, but from the moment his green camp soldiers dropped and stepped on the torches, he had lost control of the more than a thousand green camp soldiers under his command. He The soldiers from the Gansu and Shaanxi Green Camps under my command are almost all soldiers who know best "who to fight for and why to fight for", so they will not give up their lives for a salary of more than one or two dollars a month. .Not to mention that most of them can't defeat the Taiping Army, which is full of morale and has a large number of people. Even if they can defeat it... they will not fight tooth and nail.
What are you trying to do? With just a few dollars, the Qing Dynasty does not belong to their family, so why fight for it? If you want to fight, you should fight with the thousand or so Eight Banners Heavenly Soldiers!
If it were daytime, or if the torches had not been thrown away and extinguished, then Yin Lipei, a veteran from the Green Camp of Gansu and Shaanxi Province, would have led the cavalry to supervise the battle and led the infantry to withstand the Taiping Army's onslaught. But now it is completely dark, as long as you stay far away , Master Fu, Master Yin and the cavalry supervising the battle can't see anything...
If you don't run now, your life will not be yours!
Just when a group of veterans from Ganshan Green Camp began to sneak away under the cover of night, someone suddenly shouted at the top of their lungs. "No! The Bull Demon King is coming!"
"No, there really is a Bull Demon King over there at Changmao..." "There really is a Bull Demon King!"
Is this okay?
Everyone originally wanted to escape quietly - after all, they took a little more than one or two a month's salary from the court, kept silent, and escaped quietly, even if they were worthy of the emperor. Now it is said that the "Ox Demon King" was sent from heaven to help Changmao conquer the world. If they are all here, then they can run fast and feel confident.
So for a while, the battlefield was full of shouts of "The Bull Demon King is coming."
"How is it possible, how is it possible, how is this possible? This is the Green Camp of Gansu and Shaanxi. This is the Green Camp of Gansu and Shaanxi. Why did it collapse without a fight?" Fucheng's eyes are not night blind, so he can see very clearly on the battlefield. Where is the Bull Demon King? It's all nonsense.
And the 1,200 infantrymen of the Ganshaan Green Battalion he had lowered did not even come into contact with the thousand-man formation of the four long-haired thieves. Just because of this "yeah", they disintegrated in the night and fled everywhere. , like a group of headless flies. What is this? Running away after hearing the news by mistake?
But they are the Green Camp of Gansu and Shaanxi! They are the second strongest combat force in the Qing Dynasty after the Sauron soldiers. Are they so vulnerable?
If the Green Camps in Gansu and Shaanxi were so unbearable, what kind of force could the Qing Dynasty rely on?
Born in Manchuria, he grew up listening to the stories of the Gansu and Shaanxi Green Camps and Sauron's elites who conquered all directions for the Qing Dynasty. He also dreamed that one day he could lead the Gansu and Shaanxi Green Camps into battle to kill bandits and make contributions to the Qing Dynasty. And his Halfway through his dream, he really became the commander-in-chief of the Green Battalion in Gansu and Shaanxi.
But this skill... seems to belong to the enemy!
Fucheng thought of this, filled with despair, and drew out his sword with a clang - this was the sword that had beaten Wu Sangui, Galdan, Xiao Jinchuan and Zhang Geer with the organization that followed him. Now the person this sword can kill is Fucheng By myself.
Fucheng, who was heartbroken, sighed, burst into tears, and put the knife on his neck. Just as he was about to wipe it off, his best friend Geshiha suddenly grabbed his hand holding the knife and cried. He shouted: "Sir, don't worry about it! What will I do if you go?"
Another person Fucheng liked, Geshiha, also rode up to him and grabbed the blade with his hands. Blood flowed out along the blood groove of the sword, but the man felt no pain at all and just shouted: " Sir, you were originally ordered to lure the enemy, but now the Bull Demon King has asked you to lure him out. You have already completed your command, why should you die?
If you are going to die, how can we slaves survive?"
"Bull Demon King? How can there be such a thing as a Bull Demon King..." Fucheng said this, but his hand that was tightly holding the handle of the knife loosened, allowing Goshiha, whose hand was covered in blood, to snatch the sword away from him.
"Sir, the Emperor thought there was a Bull Demon King, so there must be one!" Goshiha, a man whom Fucheng loved, advised, "As long as there is a Bull Demon King, our battle will be considered a success!" Is this still meritorious?
Although Fucheng was a dandy, a smoker of foreign cigarettes, a gambler and a womanizer, and he was regarded as a confused official, he still had a bit of conscience, and he would not dare to repay the favor after the battle was fought like this.
At this time, Yin Lipei, the deputy general of Tongguan Xie, had already arrived in front of Fucheng with a group of Gansu and Shaanxi cavalry holding torches. When he saw that Fucheng was unharmed, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Your Excellency, please retreat quickly... I will lead the cavalry to the rear for you!" The veteran general was moved by his words, and thought: "I am a person in the court, and I am not afraid of being dismissed from office. But this old man is pitiful. He spent a lot of money to recruit a deputy general. If he suffers a big defeat, he will be dismissed." Thinking of this. Here, he said to Yin Lipei: "Don't worry, old general. We originally lured the Bull Demon King into the Zodiac Gate. Now that the task has been completed, even if the casualties are larger, as long as we can kill the Demon King, it will be considered a great achievement!"
After that, he left a stunned old man behind and retreated from the battlefield.
But General Yin's heart sank like a big stone, and he thought to himself: "Where is the Bull Demon King? It is clearly the excuse that the traitor Sai Shang'an used to defeat the battle... Now Changmao is so fierce, Green Camp, Eight Banners They are all useless. It seems that the Ming Dynasty has already declined after the Battle of Saarhu, but these people are still cheating and turning defeat into victory. This Qing Dynasty... I am afraid it is going to end! And what should I do? good?"
Yin Lipei was stunned for a moment, and finally shook his head helplessly, pulled out his saber, pointed at the thousands-man phalanx of the Taiping Army that was slowly advancing in front, and shouted: "Children, follow me... Go for the motherfucker!" "Follow General Yin...go for the motherfucker!"
Chapter completed!