At dawn, in the three towns, the appearance of teams of Qing troops broke the silence before dawn.

The surfers, who act as a forward, are in teams of more than a dozen or several people, run forward from time to time from time to time, and the horse's hooves bring pieces of mud as big as a palm, and flies towards the grass on the side of the road.

Compared to the horse-striking force, the Qing army coming from the brigade dismounted and led the horse forward. Everyone was sweating profusely. The feet were deep and shallow, and the knees were covered with mud, and the mud was upward. The boots under their feet were extremely heavy, and it was very difficult to lift them.

The journey overnight caused the Qing army to complain, and the sight was unclear at night, and the road became extremely difficult to walk because it had rained, and it would slip to the ground if it was not careful. In order to speed up the marching, the Qing army left the baggage and civilians behind, striving to move lightly, and only brought food for two days on the horse. But even so, after walking for most of the night, the Qing army had only been rushing for about ten miles.

General Jingnan Hahamu's brows were locked. He was very dissatisfied with the speed of the march. When the Eight Banners Erlang became so incompetent? I remember that when he followed Taizu and Emperor Taizong to fight, it was a night of ice and snow that was not a problem. He could even fight with the Ming army immediately, which made them lose their armor and become defeated!

But these children were only about ten miles away and complained. They were really angry. They didn’t look like a Manchu warrior. They were so bad that they could not be worse than their fathers. The face of the Eight Banners really made them lose all their faces!

Hahamu was upset and sent an order to speed up the marching.

"Start forward. Speed ​​up forward!"

The officers under the leadership of the army did not care about their fatigue, and ran back and forth, restraining their subordinates and urging them, but the effect was not good, but the speed was slightly faster.

Seeing this, Hahamu's hand holding the horse whip was trembling a little, and he was shaking angrily. After a long time, he sighed helplessly. He had to admit that more than ten years after entering the pass, the soldiers of Manzhou had indeed become relaxed on the territory of the Han people, and even his physical strength was not as good as before.

In recent years, the wars with the Ming Dynasty's army were mostly relied on the Han army and the Green Camp. The newly born Manzhou children went to the battlefield less and less often, and were used to intimidate the Han army. After Prince Nikan was defeated in Hunan, the court no longer dared to easily use the Eight Banners children to fight the main force of the Southern Ming army. Only let the Han army and the Green Camp bear the heavy responsibility of fighting against the Southern Ming army. This strategy can indeed preserve the vitality of the children of Manzhou. After all, there are too few children in Manzhou. Compared with the huge Han population, the population of Manzhou is scary. But the more the court is reluctant to let the children of Manzhou go to the battlefield, the less the children of Manzhou will be tempered. When all those who can fight are old and die, the children who cannot endure hardship can still go to the battlefield and shake the Han army that has come out of the blood rain of the mountain of corpses?

If it is weak at all, the branches will be the main guest!

Hahamu was worried about the court's decision. He was worried that the powerful Han army would see through the reality of the children of Manzhou in the future and create a rebellion of the Qing Dynasty. At that time, the court did not know what to use to suppress them.

Thinking a little far away, Hahamu sighed again and saw Galaidaoga whipping a few slow-moving children from afar. He smiled bitterly, "The whip can't pull out the hero."

Fortunately, although the marching speed is not fast, no matter from which angle, the Taiping Army does not have the reason to attack at this time. After all, the Qing army has three routes. No matter which way the thief scholar chooses to attack, his nest will be defeated by the other two routes of Qing army. If the nest is lost, the Taiping Army will have nowhere to survive.

His eyes turned to Xiangshan County, dozens of miles away. Hahamu estimated that the thief scholar was still trying hard to urge his bandits to repair the city wall in Xiangshan City, preparing to hold on, and want to repeat the miracle of Xinhui.

Unfortunately, Xiangshan is not Xinhui, and the thief scholar cannot fly this time. Under the encirclement of the three Qing troops, the Taiping Army did not have any possibility of a comeback.

It was precisely because the bandit scholar did not dare to lead troops and did not find any trace of the Taiping Army along the way that Hahamu concluded that the main force of the Taiping Army was defending Xiangshan, so he dared to march at night and rushed to Xiangshan at all costs. He even used the elite personal soldiers only as vanguards to explore horses, rather than staying by his side as the most elite mobile force to use.

Hahamu had only one purpose, that is, to encircle the Taiping Army under Xiangshan City, so that they could not escape. When the left and right arrived, the Taiping Army and the bandit scholar were destroyed.

The horses in front were scattered for a few miles, and after a long journey, they guided the Qing army's troops forward. Whenever they arrived at an intersection, they would stop and search for warnings and hand over the road ahead to the horses in the back. In this way, the team of troops could pass safely.

Given that the Taiping Army used the terrain to set up ambush twice, Hahamu took full advantage of the situation this time and was not worried that Tayinbu's tragedy would repeat.

The Manzhou cavalry of the brigade passed by the road. The road was rugged and muddy, and the people were inevitably crowded together. Chaos occurred from time to time, seriously affecting the speed of the march. They were so anxious that they all jumped straight.

While waiting for the team ahead to pass, many exhausted Manzhou soldiers behind him simply pulled the horse to the side of the road, leaned against trees, or sat on the grass, and drank it out of the water from the skin. If there was a pond with water nearby, they would wash the four hooves of the war horses to reduce the burden of riding. They would go to wash their boots later, which made Hahamu feel a little relieved. No matter how relaxed the Manzhou children still knew the importance of war horses. Although Xiangshan is not conducive to cavalry operations, he did not intend to wield the mobility of the Manzhou cavalry. As long as he could shock his opponents and dare not leave the city.

At a intersection several miles ahead, more than a dozen Manzhou soldiers who were probing horses stood at the intersection. They were all personal soldiers of General Jingnan Hahamu, who were much stronger than Niu Lu behind him. Although they were waiting, they were not slacking off at all, and maintained a highly alert attitude to observe the movements around them.

A Manzhou soldier in the team suddenly felt a little peeding. He spoke to his companion and was about to urinate in the forest. As soon as he walked to the edge of the forest, he heard a hissing sound coming from behind. He turned around in confusion and looked, but found a bamboo tube spitting out of a spark and threw it among his companion.

What?

When something happened suddenly, Yitsilin just stared blankly, his mouth opened. Before he could say anything, he heard a "boom" explosion, and countless iron nails broke through the air and flew straight into the bamboo tube!

With a puff of sound, an iron nail passed through the neck of a Manzhou soldier. His throat was about to shout and turned into blood that shot out from both ends. He subconsciously raised his hand to hold the wound, but the blood could not stop. He could only squat on the ground in vain, and then he knelt there with his knees softened, then leaned forward, his head fell heavily, and he knelt on the ground, but he saw blood spraying from his neck, making a "hissing" sound.

"Enemy attack!"

Yitsilin reacted, shouting, while rushing out the horn from his waist and blew it to the sky.

The sound of trumpets sounded, and all the Qing army's probing horses at several intersections responded. The horses who were on the horse were turning on their backs, and the trumpets were blowing at the same time.

"Woooooo!"

"The trumpet is blowing ahead, and there is an enemy attack!"

The Qing army brigade, who heard the sound of the trumpet, immediately took action, and the entire team rolled up like a ground dragon from front to back.

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Chapter completed!