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Due to the setback of the attack in the front, Niger hoped to use the powerful firepower of the artillery battalion to go straight to Daqingshan through the Dongling Mountain as soon as possible. He joined another mixed brigade to defeat the Qing army on Qingshan and detoured to the rear of Shanxi City.

There were 2,000 infantry regiments, and about 1,000 were arranged in front and behind the artillery battalion. The entire escort was very strict, and Feng Xianghua didn't know anything. He suddenly found that the advance speed of the artillery battalion had increased a lot compared to what had just happened, and it was obvious that the artillery battalion was going to be used in the artillery battalion. A marching came in a hurry. Although Feng Xianghua was very anxious, he knew that only when the French army marched in a hurry was the best time to destroy him. If he kept the marching speed and rigorous escort situation just now, he would have no idea at all.

Feng Xianghua's first battalion was ambushing in the narrowest place in the valley. Because the cannons were very large and only part of them passed through. The rolling valley became a natural shelter tool for Feng Xianghua's troops. Seeing the infantry in front slowly passing through. It was the turn of the artillery battalion. When the entire artillery battalion was in the middle of the canyon, Feng Xianghua shouted loudly, and the sniper ambushed in the valley accurately killed the artillery in the front and the two artillery soldiers at the end.

Only two cannons were allowed to pass side by side at the entrance of the valley. For the sake of marching speed, the French army pushed two cannons by four people at the same time. However, the artillery that pushed the cannons were attacked at the same time. The cannons were crossed at the entrance of the valley. The troops in front could not enter, and the cannons behind could not get out. They were crowded in the middle and were in chaos. The situation behind was very consistent. After the artillery that pushed the cannons was attacked, the cannons also blocked the entrance of the valley.

Feng Xianghua threw all the explosives prepared in advance onto the cannons in the valley, and for a moment the explosives poured down like rain. The French artillery soldiers were already frightened to lose the dignity of soldiers when they saw such a situation, and rushed to the front and back like beggars who were surviving. The infantry guarding front and back did not know what was going on in the middle, and hurriedly moved closer to the middle. For a while, people pushed and shoved each other, and some people were even pushed to the ground and trampled to death by their own people. The situation was in chaos. After the explosives exploded in the valley, everyone seemed to know what was going on. They all looked for cover or lay on the ground.

After the explosives exploded one by one among the French cannons, Feng Xianghua smiled with relief. He finally did not disappoint his father, but after the French cannons became a pile of broken iron, his brows frowned again.

There are only these two exits in the valley, and now they are all French infantry. Their forces are four times that of their own. After the last explosion, the infantry on both sides slowly moved into the valley step by step. The commander of the French infantry First Regiment was Less, who was the head of the escort artillery battalion this time. But now all the cannons have become scrap copper and iron. How to explain to Niger when he goes back.

He went crazy and ordered the troops to move closer to the valley and charged wildly towards the southern highlands of Feng Xianghua's troops. In his opinion, the cannons had been destroyed, and if they could not capture all the Qing army that destroyed the cannons. Then after returning, they had to hand him over to the Military Law Office, so for revenge or for himself, he had to annihilate these Qing troops. It would be best to catch them alive, which would relieve some of their guilt!

Feng Xianghua followed his father's style and fought bravely and tenaciously. When facing several times his enemies, he did not have a trace of timidity. He calmly commanded the troops to attack the French army that was coming up.

"Change one row in a row and move it parallel to the south for fifty meters, and move the positions slowly southward." Feng Xianghua ordered calmly.

Facing the French army's crazy attack, defending to the death is definitely not a solution. However, in order to facilitate the blowing of French cannons, the position was set in the middle of the valley when the ambush was set. However, after blowing up the enemy's cannons, breaking through became a problem. Both sides were blocked. There was no breakthrough if they rushed down in the middle. Therefore, Feng Xianghua hoped to slowly move the position southward and wait until the troops moved to the entrance of the valley. He then launched a charge, hoping to break out from the entrance of the valley.

The Zero-level master http://www.77nt/19181/       Perhaps the French army had already seen through Feng Xianghua’s plan, or perhaps because of the huge gap in the military strength. Les always arranged about 500 troops at the two valleys in front and back. He attacked the Qing army’s positions one after another. After several tentative attacks, he found that the number of Qing soldiers was not large. So he formed three attack stairs, with more than 300 people in each staircase. He kept rushing and ravaging the Qing army’s positions.

At this time, the battle had lasted for more than two hours, and the original Qing army position in the north had been captured by the French army. Now, on the front and on the side were French troops, surrounding Feng Xianghua's troops in the valley.

Looking at the Frenchman in front of him, Feng Xianghua threw the gun. He pulled out a sword that General Zuo Zongtang gave him from his waist and said to the soldiers around him: "Brothers, you have made great contributions with me. The cannons of the French devils have been destroyed by us. The general has prepared a celebration banquet for us in Dongling! Brothers will fight out with me and go back to Dongling to meet with the general! Kill!"

After hearing this, the Qing army, who was originally discouraged, knew that there was little hope, but they still held their breath and rushed down. They hoped that they could really break through the French army's siege and return to Dongling.

A cruel, bloody hand-to-hand fight unfolded in the valley.

Feng Xianghua rushed out of the position like a cheetah, and stabbed forward with the long sword in the rushing French army.

Puchi!

The French army rushing towards him was stabbed to death. The French soldiers who wanted to capture the Qing army and made contributions alive were instantly summoned by their emperor.

"ah--"

The French troops around immediately rushed towards Feng Xianghua.

If Feng Xianghua's marksmanship was only barely attained to the current level through diligent training later, then his martial arts were trained by his father's battles from the south and north since he was young. When he was only 18 years old, he killed the enemy's head on the battlefield when he was destroying the Taiping Army. Zuo Zongtang regarded him as a rare general in the Qing Dynasty. He specially gave him a sword made of stainless steel. Feng Xianghua, who is now 40 years old, is still extremely brave, holding the steel sword. Swish-the twelve-inch steel sword was used as a machete. The sharp sword edge drew a cold light of half a month in the air. The chest of the three French soldiers rushing in front broke, and blood sprayed Feng Xianghua's face, and he fell to his face.

The French army behind saw Feng Xianghua so bravely, and the Qing army suddenly raised their anger and rushed towards the French army below.

Just when the French army was stunned for a moment, Feng Xianghua was not idle. He rushed down with a quick step, stabbing three swords to the French army who did not dare to approach!

Punch, Punch, Punch! Accurately pierce the neck and throats of the three French soldiers. The three of them didn't even make a scream and died on the spot!

The Qing army behind followed Feng Xianghua to the entrance of the valley, but there were only more than one hundred people left.

Les has been in Vietnam for many years and has had experience in communicating with the Qing army before. But he has never seen such a combat-capable Qing army. A few hundred people blocked the fierce attack of the Republic Army for nearly 3 hours. After surrounding it, he still had the courage to raid from the front and kill from the valley all the way to the entrance of the valley, but all this should be almost over. Otherwise, this nightmare would be a shadow that he would never be able to sweep away.

When the French army attacking in the valley saw Feng Xianghua's bravery, they were so scared that they retreated repeatedly. When the French army defending at the entrance of the valley saw that the Qing army rushed down, they continued to rush forward without knowing what was going on. The retreat and rush together made the formation disrupt.

"Hurry, follow me." Feng Xianghua shouted at the only 100 soldiers left beside him.

But after all, the number of people was too great. Feng Xianghua, who was holding the sword, had already numbed out. His physical strength was already exhausted, and the French army in front rushed towards him as if he could not kill them all.

Several personal soldiers around him rushed forward, trying to fight for the generals. Feng Xianghua raised his eyes and looked at it. The French army behind him had already approached. The brothers in charge of the rear were already at the end of their strength and could not hold on for long.

At this time, he knew that the situation was over. But he still smiled proudly at the broken copper and iron in the valley. Only Feng Xianghua could do this! Today is the day for me to serve the court and the country. I thought of lifting up my sword and killing the enemy ahead deeply...

"Kill!" The remaining dozens of Qing soldiers around him increased their fighting spirit. With the help of survival, they forced a bloody path at the entrance of the valley.

Les looked at the entrance of the valley with real eyes, and he couldn't believe his eyes. Just a few dozen people broke through the encirclement of about 1,000 people of the Great Republic Army.

Les sat on the horse, took out a rifle at the entrance of the valley and glanced at Feng Xianghua.

Feng Xianghua was at the end of his strength at this time. With his last energy and energy, he led dozens of soldiers to the entrance of the valley. He was covered in bruises, but he could not stop his pace, otherwise the situation that he finally rushed out would be surrounded by the French army again.

At this time, he saw a man riding a horse at the entrance of the valley, aiming at him with a gun. Feng Xianghua knew that this was his only chance.

He fought and moved towards the man. There were nearly 20 personal soldiers around the rider. At this time, there were only 8 people left by his side.

The entrance of the valley was quite narrow, and only four people could pass side by side. However, many abandoned cannons were blocking there in a row, so they could only pass together. Finally, Feng Xianghua and others rushed out of the surround and ran out of the entrance of the valley. Seeing more than 20 people outside holding guns at him, supporting the ground with swords, gasping greedily. They did not take the more than 20 guns on the opposite side seriously at all.

Several personal soldiers were guarding him, and two Qing soldiers behind him fought to the death to resist the French army at the entrance of the valley. Because the entrance of the valley was small, they had no choice but to the Qing army for a while.

Les was determined to capture the Qing general alive, but did not order a killing. He was thinking that the French army behind him broke through the blockade at the entrance of the Qing army to capture all the Qing troops alive.

Feng Xianghua seemed to feel something, and suddenly stood up and walked slowly towards Les, and the six personal soldiers around him also followed him.

"Stop, take another step forward. I will order the shot." Les threatened.

"What are you calling you mother? She's whining like a monkey. I'll send you to see God today." Feng Xianghua cursed.

The man rolled forward out of thin air and avoided the French army's shooting. He got up and got on the horse to control Les, tied the reins of the horse, and slapped the sword on the horse's butt. The army and horse ran south with great pain...

The French army behind him was afraid of accidentally injuring the regiment commander, so they did not dare to shoot. Watching the two of them disappear from their own vision...

In this battle, Feng Xianghua's first battalion was wiped out, destroying a French artillery battalion and annihilated more than 600 enemies. He captured a commander of the army and the rank of lieutenant colonel!
Chapter completed!