As the 6,000 people led by the commander of the Hunan Army, the villages and towns along the way were almost burned, killed, looted and raped, and the surrounding people took refuge in Ganzhou City. Taqibu disagreed with this, but instead believed that if the Changmao Zhu Qingzheng's strongholds and fortresses outside Ganzhou were removed, and after the siege of the city, so the burning and killing was a trick to make a wonderful chess.

Soon the two armies met on the east bank of Zhangshui, looking at the camp of Li Wenmao of the Song Dynasty. The Hunan Army immediately set up camp and built its camps. According to the camps, the Hunan Army built their camps to build their camps as fortresses: the walls are high and thick, the moat is deep and wide. Outside the camp, two trenches surrounding the camps were built, reaching 5 and 6 meters deep, and there were 5 and 6 layers of "flower fences" outside the trenches, which were buried underground with thick wood, "building solid soil next to it, mainly climbing and shaking", wooden piles formed by such things.

After the camp was built, Taqibu immediately ordered the Hunan Army to launch an attack on Li Wenmao's Ganzhou defense Zhangshui camp.

Tazibu is the only famous general in the Hunan Army who came from the green camp. His tactics are quite fierce. He is not like Zeng Guofan's scholarly generals, but also pays attention to speed and often takes the initiative to challenge and fight head-on.

Early in the morning, when Li Mingchang and Zhao Wenluan lined up to attack the Guangdong thieves' camp, they were still very happy: no one is willing to dig holes and repair walls like miners every day. Although this thing is not dangerous, it is tiring and boring.

Not only him, but other Hunan soldiers were also fierce and eager to try. These days they ate their fill and snatched the ground meat. They also had a lot of flower girls, but there was nothing valuable in a large area of ​​rural areas. They all looked at Ganzhou City in the distance, fantasizing about the gold bars and beauty inside.

"Kill the long hair! Grab the gold bars!" Xiao Huang stood beside Li Mingchang, waving the big knife in his hand with gritted teeth, then patted the strong old iron like an iron beside him, and smiled lewdly: "There are so many long hairy girls in Ganzhou City, do it well!"

Lao Tie's eyes shone, and he responded with the heavy hammer in his hand.

Uncle San knocked the cigarette pot on the soles of straw sandals, put it in his arms, lifted the bird gun and leaned it on his shoulder. He smiled and said, "You little bookies are trying hard to kill the enemy. Don't embarrass my nephew."

"Don't worry, Uncle San, I've been waiting for this day for a long time!" Li Mingchang gritted his teeth and sneered. He knew that Ganzhou city was full of long hair from Guangdong, and that was his enemies.

"Go forward!" Zhao Wenluan pulled out his knife and began to lead the team into and out of the camp.

The 2000 Hunan Army was the main force of this attack. The battalion where Li Mingchang was located was responsible for attacking the battalion in the south, and their post was at the forefront of the Hunan Army array and was responsible for the strong attack.

"Boom!" Taqibu ordered the issuance of the cannon, and immediately the quiet river bank was swept up like thunder. The 2,000 Hunan Army waved military flags and howled and howled at Li Wenmao's camp.

Zhao Wenluan beside him said, "Brothers, come on!" Li Mingchang opened his mouth to the maximum, roared out the anger in his chest, and rushed out with his spear tightly.

It was not just him. The Hunan soldiers were around him. Their eyes were full of blood red, surrounded him like jackals, parallel to him, singing with him, and brushing towards the thin enemy line like black water.

I don’t know how long I ran, but under the fear of death, I completely forgot about my fatigue. Li Mingchang only felt that time was passing so slowly. The enemy’s camp could slowly see the prominent walls, wooden stakes outside, and even the enemy’s face above. But I hadn’t run yet!

At this moment, someone on the enemy wall between Li Mingchang moved suddenly, and the small sword light flashed like a small mirror book. Mengkeli, and the enemy's camp came alive!

The loud bang of the eardrum was like a whip book and suddenly rushed from the Changmao camp into the black water, and the wind around seemed to be trembling.

Without waiting for anyone to give orders, Li Mingchang suddenly jumped forward and fell to the ground.

The sharp whistling roared past his head, and you could even guess that this thing would fall not far behind and smash everything that blocked his way. The fear of the shell nailed the person tightly to the ground.

After the shells landed and the terrifying tremor came from the land beneath him, Li Mingchang jumped up again and still roared at the enemy. A white smoke wall after the cannon had already risen there.

But at this moment, it was like breaking free from the land and breaking free from the fear of death. At this moment, surrounded by countless brothers around him who were as good as him, he was fearless!

The second batch of shells shot again, Li Mingchang and his brothers lay down on the ground again, ignoring the sharp screams behind them, they jumped up again, holding the military flag and rushing forward again.xBook xBook xBook xBook xBook xBook xBook xBook xBook x

There was already a long-haired wooden stake formation in front of it. When Li Mingchang looked at the stake books, his heart was excited: I finally ran to the front of the formation!

At this moment, a terrifying burst sound came from his ears, just like a fried bean book. He looked up and opened, and countless white plum blossoms suddenly bloomed on the long-haired wooden city. It was their muskets that opened fire.

Li Mingchang didn't care about the muskets at all. There were fortifications in front of him that gritted teeth, and behind him were countless passionate comrades-in-arms. He just wanted to do his own thing.

He threw away the spear, hugged the wooden stake next to him, shaking it violently. Xiao Li next to him also threw away the knife and stood on the other side of him. The two of them shook violently and pulled out the wooden stake.

During this process, they felt that time had passed, but in the blink of an eye, the wooden stake finally broke out from the ground when more than a dozen nails cracked and flowed blood were applied to it.

Li Mingchang and Xiao Li did not say anything, and each of them held one end of the wooden stake and used it to crush the bamboo sticks like hedgehogs all over the ground.

"Hurry! On the bird gun!" Zhao Wenluan also rushed to the edge of the bamboo stick formation, stood beside Li Mingchang, and pointed the long sword straight at the camp.

"All guns come up!" Uncle San beside him roared, knelt on the ground, lit the rope, and immediately there was a loud noise, and the projectile roared and shot towards the long-haired camp.

But then the third uncle said with a crying voice: "Damn it, it's too far away! It's still not enough!" Li Mingchang just felt anger and irritability in his heart as soon as he let his hands flow through blood. Xiao Li next to him suddenly screamed, and he suddenly raised his hand, as if the person sitting on the ground suddenly reached the sun on his head, and then fell on the sandbank with his back.

"Xiao Li!" One end of the wooden stake lost its strength and got stuck in the mud. The other end pushed hard and Li Mingchang immediately fell face down on the mud. The bamboo stick pierced his ears and face, but he turned his head and couldn't help but scream.

Xiao Li, who had a piece of meat for himself while eating, had his cheekbones under his eyes bounced into a big flesh-and-blood hole by a book, and his eyeballs flowed down from the broken holes. He seemed to be curiously looking at the sun on his head.

"Brother!" Da Lihao cried and crawled outside his younger brother's body from two steps away. Looking at his younger brother's eyes, he seemed to want to touch it, but he didn't believe it was his younger brother. His hands were trembling on the body. Tears and snot and saliva flowed out.

Then the Hanshu stood up howling, bent his bow and was about to shoot arrows, but Zhao Wenluan raised the back of the knife and shouted: "I can't hit it! Keep the arrow!"

Uncle San knelt there, pointed at Xiao Li's body, looked at Da Li, and was stunned for a moment. Then he suddenly shouted loudly: "Da Li. Can we use the body of our nephew's book?"

Now the Song army's artillery is constantly firing. Because the distance is very close, every shot takes lives. Many of their bird guns are farther than that of Lu Yong of the Hunan Army. On the front line that is two miles long, the Hunan Army is constantly falling in front of the outer defense of the bamboo stick.

But in the fierce battle of artillery fire, the team was silent for a second, even though everyone felt that it seemed like it was so long for a day!

"Use!" Zhao Wenluan roared!

"I kowtowed to your nephew's book and apologized!" Uncle San threw the musket, kowtowed to the end of Xiao Li's body, and then ran to Xiao Li's body and pushed the body deep into the bamboo stick array.

Xiao Huang also ran up and ran for fun. But Da Li pushed him away roughly. He and his third uncle pushed his brother's body to clean up the bamboo stick formation. Both of them were in tears.

Finally, the Hunan Army passed the periphery of the fortifications and arrived at the trench, and shot the bird guns and muskets, and bombarded the artillery.

Countless Hunan troops jumped off the trench and climbed to the other side and stabbed Song Bing behind the wooden fence. Behind them, Gan Yong was desperately filling the trench with door panels, earthen boxes, wood and other things.

This situation is like a group of ants crawling through a small ditch and biting another group of ants.

Standing on the edge of the trench, muskets, books and bows and arrows were passing by his ears a few meters away, but Wang Deli was holding the spear in his arms, took out a cup of fire from his bag with one hand and lit it with the other hand, so leisurely that he seemed to light a dry tobacco for his father, and then threw the cup high across the trench, and a ball of fire suddenly ignited in the other camp.

Li Mingchang slid down the trench and stood in the water waist deep. He climbed to the opposite side desperately, and stabbed the tip of the gun at the muzzle or the tip of the gun above his head, and stabbed the tip of the knife.

Beside him, heavy stones were thrown into the trench, and mud and water splashed all over his body, but he was only happy. Soon half of the trench was filled. The scholar Xiaobai and Lao Tie yelled and jumped into the new stone bridge in the trench with their swords. However, this position was still one person higher than the height of the Song army's camp!

A wooden board was thrown over suddenly. Xiaobai and Lao Tie each raised the heavy board hard and placed the other end on the Song army camp.

"Brothers, rush!" Their captain Zhao Wenluan was the first to jump onto the wooden board from the edge of the trench, and his boot book fell on the chest of Xiaobai Laotie who was holding the wooden board with his body on the left and right. He roared and rushed to the Song army camp with the first knife, slashing randomly!

Seeing one such bridge after another, the black Hunan Army had already stepped on the enemy camps everywhere. Li Mingchang and other Hunan Army had long forgotten what life and death were. Any excitement, happiness, and anger broke out in their mouths, and these two words were: "Kill!"

One soldier after another stepped on the wooden bridge that was shaking and shaking with his body, and attacked the Song army camp and began to fight hand-to-hand.

Li Mingchang also crawled towards the stone platform in the waist-deep water.

But as soon as he reached the stone platform, a gunpowder explosion sounded behind him. The scholar Xiaobai, who was sweating like a rain of fatigue, suddenly shook his body. Li Mingchang watched as the divination hole opened in his lower back, and the blood quickly turned it into a huge blood circle.

Blood flowed down the corner of Xiaobai's mouth. His eyes were blurred and his body was shaking as he looked at Li Mingchang. His arms were shaking violently while supporting the bridge deck. The entire wooden board was shaking.

Then he knelt on the stone platform, and the bridge deck suddenly slanted. Uncle San, who was running upwards, fell on the wooden board. He pressed the wooden board tightly and did not flip into the trench. Instead, he turned the board dangerously and slid his head down between Li Mingchang and his old Tie Xiaobai and the other two.

"You are injured! Brother, I'll do it!" Li Mingchang roared and was about to take over the task of releasing Xiaobai's bridge.

"Don't worry about me..." Xiaobai's eyes were already lost. The bridge board was almost stuck between his kneeling legs. His head was lying on the bridge board. Blood slowly flowed through the soil on the bridge board. He breathed and said the last word: "......... on..."

"You go, Nephew! Let's avenge you!" Uncle San yelled, turned over and knelt on the wooden board, and was about to step forward and attack again.

But Li Mingchang suddenly pointed behind Lao Tie and shouted: "Be careful!"

Just now, another wooden bridge was close to the wooden bridge. He could see clearly that he was suddenly overturned into the trench by the defenders above. Then two muskets suddenly lit up and pointed at the floating bridge.

He said it quickly. Lao Tie turned his head and saw it. He didn't even have time to turn his head back, as if a hen was protecting his chicks, and he opened his hands to avoid Li Mingchang and his third uncle on the wooden board.

After two loud noises behind him, the old iron tower-like body pounced on the two of them in his arms, and then stood up again. His right shoulder was already bloody and bloody. Then he waved his head and signaled the two to go up quickly.

"Old Tie!" Uncle San was not hurt, but gritted his teeth. He stopped talking. He turned his head and crawled upwards, and Li Mingchang also gritted his teeth. What does it mean to see his brothers being killed constantly, it is not fear but hatred to revenge. It is just that this army was red-eyed. With the nepotism of the Qing Dynasty, the Hunan Army was easily blushed because you shot the ground, either their uncle's book or cousin. It is because of the system and people are not different.

But Li Mingchang and the third uncle didn't have time to climb up, and Zhao Wenluan, covered in blood, appeared again at the head of the Song army camp. Unlike the last time he attacked, this time he retreated and retreated.

This time he was not alone, he was still holding the back of his neck and the other party was sitting on the ground with his wrist holding his wrist.

It was no one else, it was Zhao Wenluan's cousin Wang De. It was just that Wang De's left hand was cut off, and his cousin and his boss saved him desperately.

Before everyone could understand what was going on, Zhao Wenluan pulled his cousin and jumped onto the wooden bridge. A few long hair stood behind him immediately, some fired arrows, some carried guns, and some even lifted one end of the bridge into the trench.

The two men fell to this side as the board overturned. Li Mingchang jumped down the trench without hesitation and picked up Wang De with his broken hand. On the stone platform, Lao Tie tried hard to catch their captain Zhao Wenluan. Then he turned around and faced the three muskets on the opposite side with his back, lifted the gun and shot the book.

Li Mingchang saw Lao Tie's wide back ruthlessly beaten into a sieve book. As the blood splashed, he slid Zhao Wenluan on the stone platform and poured himself back into the water of the trench behind him.

By the time Li Mingchang risked his life to climb the trench with Wang De on his back, his own Hunan Army battalion had temporarily retreated and withdrew his troops. A mile away, hundreds of people were fighting fiercely in the open space between two hostile camps.

This time the Hunan Army almost captured the cross-river camp of the Song Dynasty.

Seeing that the camp was not protected, Zhu Qingzheng immediately took the reserve team to the entire line. Not only that, the guard general Li Wenmao was sent to fight the Hunan Army, and Taqibu, opposite him, immediately led his reserve team to fight.

Li Wenmao was the brigade coach selected by Zhu Qingzheng himself. It was just that he learned martial arts since he was a child. Not only did he have good martial arts skills, but he was a well-known martial arts "star", liked horses and also had money to raise horses, so he was also very good at equestrianism. At this moment, he led the army to fight, holding a long spear, and the fast horse ran, and the horse stepped on the gun and stabbed the pole, which hit the central army that was attacking the camp, and it was very powerful.

Tachibu was not willing to be outdone, and he held a rifle and aimed at the enemy's chief general. As soon as the two met, they immediately turned their horse's head and rushed towards each other.

Then, in the field of nearly a thousand people on both sides, against the background of the use of bird guns and cannons in the late Qing Dynasty, the commanders of the two sides launched a classical horse battle in Guan Gong and Qin Qiong style.

Li Wenmao's head was wrapped in a red cloth and wearing a Ming Dynasty yellow robe. His long hair was floating while running. The iron spear in his hand was made of Western steel. When he waved, he shone white light, just like a yellow dragon going out to the sea;

Taqibu was wearing a Qing Dynasty manga armor and a red cherry-tip helmet. A braided book wrapped around the neck book. He mastered a white manchu iron spear with a hundred battles. During the battle, the tiger roared repeatedly. It was like a wild boar skin reborn.

The two of them fought back and forth for dozens of rounds. They were both agile and could not do anything to each other for a while, but in the moment when both sides passed by, Li Wenmao found that the other party's head was exposed, which was a flaw. Without thinking, he stabbed the horse's head with a spear and left.

Taqibu roared and clamped his legs. He had already been trained by the horse. When he couldn't help but let it go, he suddenly turned his horse's body. Suddenly, Li Wenmao's spear wiped his chin and stabbed it in the air.

Unfortunately, the enemy had rich experience in Ma Zhan, so Taqibu was waiting for the gap where the body of the piercing body was suspended in the air and could not exert force. He suddenly twisted his waist back and stabbed Li Wenmao's neck with a sharp spear.

Li Wenmao was shocked. He had no choice but to do anything in a hurry, so he simply fell off his horse on the spot.

In an instant, Li Wenmao had already lost his spear and was like a rolling gourd on the ground, but the two horses passed by at a very fast speed. When Taqibu turned the horse's head, Li Wenmao, who was covered in dirt, was rescued by his subordinates. The Song Dynasty went out to the frontier and attacked in a hurry. He retreated in a hurry.

The Hunan Army cheered and shook the sky, and under the guidance of Taqibu, the army attacked the camp again. After a day of death, Zhu Qingzheng even joined the militia and personal guards, and barely helped Li Wenmao defend the Qianhe Camp. This was only the first day of attack. What was even more dangerous was that the soldiers began to fear these Hunanese people who were desperate.

"I'm worried about your morale." Zhu Qing said worriedly at the commander-in-chief's opponent Li Wenmao.

"I didn't expect there would be such a Qing army." Li Wenmao shook his head with lingering fear: "The camp was burned by a quarter, and I am urging my subordinates to seize the time to apply wet mud on the fortifications to prevent fire attacks."

"Fire attack is not scary, I am so scared that I don't have the courage to fight the enemy!" Zhu Qingzheng shouted loudly.

At this moment, his subordinate Guan Ju hurriedly reported: "General, Haijing reinforcements have arrived, and General Dou Wenjian has also arrived!"
To be continued...