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Chapter 177 God is here, don’t hurt my son!

More than two thousand Eight Banners cavalry bypassed the phalanx where Hu Yihuang was and rushed towards the beach where Hong Xiuquan was. The thundering sound of hoofs resounded throughout the battlefield, and the ground shook slightly. In the blink of an eye, Seng Gelinqin had already rushed towards the beach. We arrived near the big ship where Hong Xiuquan was standing.
Under the big ship, a small spear formation composed of hundreds of people suddenly appeared. It looked very determined. A large red flag stood in the center of the spear formation with many words embroidered on it. Seng Gelinqin was standing on the bumpy ground. You can't see clearly from the horseback, but one thing is certain, there must be a big, hairy boss there.
If Seng Gelinqin had the opportunity to look closely and ask someone if he didn't understand something, he might give up the idea of ​​leading the "Smoke Eight Banners" from Jingzhou to attack Hong Xiuquan.
Because the words on this flag are: The True Destiny of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Heavenly Father, the Lord, the Emperor, the True Imperial Decree, the Holy Spirit... The left auxiliary, the main army, the rear division, the middle army and the right army, the east king, is nine thousand years old!
It turns out that the man standing under this banner is Yang Xiuqing and God Yang! At the same time, he is also the "Holy Spirit" among "Holy Father, Holy Son, and Holy Spirit"! This "Holy Divine Wind" is actually the British missionary Morrison's "Holy Spirit" Translation of "Holy Spirit".
A Holy Spirit who can use God's possession skills is now personally coming to protect Hong Xiuquan, the second son of God. It will not be easy for Seng Gelinqin to lead the Eight Banners Cavalry who have lost their strength to win!
Under the fluttering red "Heavenly King" flag, Hong Xiuquan stared ahead. The shotgunners and gunmen on both sides fired at each other, and the white smoke that filled the air slowly flowed in the air, making his vision somewhat blurred. This gave the bloody battle that took place on the bank of the Xiangjiang River a bit of "fairy air".
Through the faint smoke, on the long front, the number of Taiping troops holding red flags and wearing red scarves on their heads is becoming more and more numerous.
They came not only from the wooden boats that washed up on the beach, but also from the west and south sides of Hengshan City. Twenty Taiping Army brigade formations were rushing into the battlefield one after another. These Taiping Army brigades actually only had three hundred people, twenty The brigade, with a total of more than 6,000 men, was like a red wave, violently attacking the increasingly weak defense line composed of two to three thousand green battalion soldiers.
And as long as this thin line of defense is broken through, the Qing soldiers who dare to offend the power of the second son of God will be attacked from both sides, and in the end they will suffer heavy losses even if they are not destroyed!
Hong Xiuquan's face, standing on the bow of the boat, showed great satisfaction!
After thinking for a moment, he finally nodded and said: "You are a true hero if you march a million soldiers across the world, win every battle, and capture everything you attack!"
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Under Hong Xiuquan's boat, three hundred of the Heavenly King's guards and the Dongwang's guards had already formed a small hollow square formation.
This "hollow square formation" is actually not a patent for Western-style line infantry. Infantrymen from Eastern and Western countries will use such a hollow formation to protect the baggage and commanders when fighting against enemy cavalry.
Yang Xiuqing, a self-taught military expert, could also set up this kind of formation, but he would not quickly turn common formations such as columns, horizontal formations, and solid square formations into hollow formations. The Taiping Army he trained was slower in forming formations.
Fortunately, the Qing cavalry also watched for a long time. It was not until Yang Xiuqing transferred the troops off the boat, and transferred some people from the two wooden boats that washed up on the beach nearby, and finally set up a hollow formation, that the Eight Banners soldiers thought of charging. And the formation is still loose, but the number is a bit too large.
"Dong, King Dong, Qing Yao has so many cavalry!"
The voice of Commander Meng Deen, who was second on the right next to Hong Xiuquan, suddenly sounded, which sounded a little trembling. Yang Xiuqing ignored it and just stood there without moving. Something seemed wrong! "Dong, Dong Wang, Qing Yao's The cavalry is approaching..."
Meng De'en was about to ask "Do you want to let the shotgun shoot?" Yang Xiuqing suddenly spoke in an extremely majestic and a bit hoarse voice: "I am not the Holy Wind, I am the Emperor God. I have come down to earth today. I will not scream." Qing Yao hurt my son..."
Heavenly Father has descended to earth?
Mondern was stunned for a moment, then he immediately came to his senses, raised his arms and shouted: "God, the Heavenly Father, has descended to earth! God, the Heavenly Father, is here!" "God, the Heavenly Father, bless you!"
Hong Yang and his two bodyguards shouted in unison!
Hong Xiuquan and Yang Xiuqing's soldiers were almost all old Guangxi people who were born in Zijing Mountain. They had the strongest beliefs and believed in Heavenly Father, Heavenly Brother, and the angels descending to earth. Many of them had witnessed the angels descending with their own eyes. What about that scene!
Now that God himself has come down to help the King of Heaven kill the demons, he still won't win.
Thinking of this, everyone puffed up their chests. They were fearless, as if they had turned into an iron wall to protect God and the King of Heaven. At this time, the majestic Hakka accent of "God" sounded again: "All musketeers obey orders, I will not give orders." , no one is allowed to fire!"
"Obey God's true will!"
Every one of the guards of the two princes holding shotguns and flintlocks shouted in unison again. Everyone held their guns tightly and looked ahead, showing great determination.
Seng Gelinqin, who was jogging on his war horse, suddenly realized that something was wrong with the long hair that formed the small square array in front of him. Why did everyone stand upright, like an unsheathed sword, and seemed to have overwhelming fighting spirit. Even Seng Gelinqin felt a little frightened...
He looked up again and looked at Hong Xiuquan standing on the bow of the ship. He was like a statue of God, high up and looking around! Seng Gelinqin couldn't help but compare his master Xianfeng with that man...as if he was full. Even foreign cigarettes can’t compare!
Feeling uneasy, Senggelinqin involuntarily slowed down his horse. Immediately, dozens of Horqin cavalry leaped in front of him and protected their master.
Battle, a warrior from the Horqin Prairie, moved the heads of his companions from side to side. His thick, greasy braids swung left and right in the air behind his head. He also made strange calls from his mouth that the prairie men used to drive the sheep away to scare the hungry wolves. Accompanied by the roar of artillery and the firing of muskets in the distance, there were also the shouts of the Taiping Army getting louder and louder.
However, Battelle, who had been listening to adults telling stories about how the Mongolian cavalry trampled the land of the Han people and plundered the wealth of the Han people since he was a child, did not think that the Qing soldiers would lose in this battle on the west bank of the Xiangjiang River, let alone the two or three hundred infantrymen in front. The phalanx can withstand the impact of two thousand cavalry. Although those infantry are still standing firmly, soon, they will completely collapse under the power of the Mongolian cavalry and the Eight Banners cavalry, and then be charged and trampled by the cavalry of the Manchu and Mongolian warriors. And die.
The cavalry quickly entered less than 150 steps in front of the square formation composed of the personal guards of King Hong and Yang, but the Han army formation in front remained motionless! These Southern barbarians seemed a bit fierce!
Battle and his friends have already taken their horse bows and light arrows in their hands and started the final sprint!
They are Mongolian cavalry from the Horqin Grassland. They are all skilled in bow and horse. Of course, they will not rush into the Han army formation. They will only use their superb riding and archery skills to shoot them all to death.
Battle's equestrian skills were truly outstanding. Although he was riding on a galloping horse, he could still cleverly shrink his body, lie on the horse's back, hide his body on the left side of the horse, and at the same time be ready to shoot an arrow. He stared intently at the phalanx in front of him, the distance quickly shortened, one hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps...fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps!
The Han infantry phalanx in front hasn't opened fire yet?
Are they holding muskets? They're not fire sticks, right? No matter, I'll shoot first!
Thinking of this, Battle suddenly straightened up, shot a light arrow with the fastest movement, and then retracted it.
There were thirty or forty people shooting arrows with him. Thirty or forty feather arrows fell in the Taiping Army formation. Six Taiping Army soldiers were shot. One of them was shot in the throat, and he made a sound as if he was blocked. He screamed in his throat, and then fell down. Moreover, the holy soldiers of the Kingdom of Heaven who were shot by arrows were all as motionless as statues.
Several arrows also fell under Yang Xiuqing's feet, but he remained motionless.
He is now the Father and the Holy Spirit. If he can add the Son, it will be a trinity. Are you still afraid of human beings shooting arrows? "Shoot!"
Yang Goddess shouted, and more than 30 shotguns and flintlock rifles on the side of the hollow square where he was facing the Eight Banners cavalry fired at the same time! What was fired was a "hundred-step bullet"! It can hit the enemy at a hundred steps. , let alone only twenty or thirty steps?
Battle suddenly heard a roar, as if a cannon was fired on the opposite side, and then he felt his body sinking violently, and then the horse under his crotch seemed to have lost its strength, and fell to the ground with a thud, and he was hit hard. It was thrown out, flew a certain distance, and then hit the ground hard. Stars shot out from the fall, and he soon lost consciousness.
From where Yang Xiuqing was standing, half of the dozens of cavalrymen who were rushing at the front of the Eight Banners cavalry were "dropped" in one fell swoop. The remaining cavalrymen did not dare to charge straight towards the hollow square where Yang Xiuqing was, but instead moved to both sides. bypass..
Chapter completed!
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