"Good job." The veteran of the Ming Army gave a thumbs up, looked at the people around him with a smile, and said, "Look, the Tatars are so vulnerable, they are not scary at all."
"Yes, yes!" A few people still turned pale, probably because they saw less blood.
"There is no need to chop off the heads. I have picked up the armor and the silver from the Qing soldiers." The veteran stopped a volunteer who was picking up a short ax and pointing at the corpse. "Remember, private collector."
Kill!" The veteran's face became stern, "You will be rewarded in a while. If you can't control your hands, get back immediately to avoid losing your life."
"Yes!" Wang Zhan agreed happily, picked up a helmet and hung it on his waist, reached out to touch a corpse, and then threw the broken silver into the helmet.
"Okay, let's move in groups and be careful." Appreciation flashed in the veteran's eyes and his tone softened a lot.
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One is prosperous, another is declining, and the third is exhausted.
After this setback, the Qing army no longer had any hope of attacking or breaking through. Of course they didn't know that the Ming army would also suffer heavy casualties. This time the counterattack included explosions and shootings, and the timing was right, and the momentum was so fierce.
It showed that the Ming army still had a lot of remaining strength, which completely shattered their confidence. Even watching some volunteers cleaning the battlefield from a distance, searching for and killing wounded soldiers, they remained silent and no longer had the courage to charge forward.
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It gets dark early in winter, and the hazy night has already fallen. Should we turn around now or rest and adjust? Before Eshen made a decision, he found that many soldiers were exhausted. Without waiting for orders, they had gathered firewood and sat down.
Take a rest.
When did the strict military discipline become so lax? Eshen frowned angrily and was about to get angry. The deputy commander Bu Yantu reached out and pulled off his clothes and winked at him.
"What?" Eshen and Buyantu walked aside and asked in confusion.
"The morale of the army is in chaos. Those Han soldiers -" Buyan Tu shook his head and said: "In today's battle, the Eight Banners suffered a lot of losses. If a mutiny is provoked, wouldn't the enemy take advantage?"
"Since when have the Eight Banners of Manchuria been afraid of Han soldiers?" Eshen was deeply dissatisfied. He looked around fiercely, and then his face became serious.
Piles of fires were burning, and soldiers were surrounding the fires. However, if you look closely, you will find that the Han soldiers have gathered together unknowingly and distanced themselves from the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners.
Sure enough, he had a different intention. Eshen gritted his teeth and forced himself to calm down. In normal times, these Han soldiers would naturally not be in his eyes, but after the war, the Manchu and Mongolian soldiers would suffer heavy losses and be very tired. Besides,
, there is also the Ming army on the opposite side, which is definitely not the time to use strong methods to rectify the internal situation.
"Let them be proud for a while." Buyan Tu smiled coldly and said: "Secretly arrange it and break camp in the middle of the night. Whether they fight or surrender, let them go!"
"It's an advantage for them." Eshen stomped his feet bitterly. "That's it, they're a bunch of trash. It's a drag to carry them around."
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The night is dark, the moon is hiding somewhere, and the mountains, rivers and trees can't even show their outline. The wind is whimpering, which is sad and desolate.
Water was boiling on piles of bonfires. Ming army soldiers were sitting around them. Farther away, several sentries were milling around the fire in front of the corpse's pillow, guarding against enemy sneak attacks.
The construction of the third parapet was completed, and the people who worked hard were rewarded with silver. This was unprecedented. They worked for the army and were paid, which had never happened before. The Ming army even gave away a few horses that had died.
The people, let them cook the broth.
"Sir, the wounded have been sent to nearby villages by the common people, and the gentry have sent food, enough to last two or three days." Ma Chenliang arranged all the chores and returned to Li Chengjue's side.
"Two or three days are enough." Li Chengjue stretched out his hand to signal Ma Chenliang to sit down, "Thank you for your hard work, sit down and rest."
Ma Chenliang first looked into the distance, then sat down as he was told and asked: "Sir, I wonder if the Qing army will attack again?"
"Don't be afraid of attacking." After Li Chengjue finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said, "The Mie Shuo army will definitely split up its forces to pursue them. It's just that the army lacks horses, so there probably won't be many chasing them. In this case, they can even catch the Qing army's tail.
, and will not attack easily, but must look for the right opportunity. Our army blocks here and buys time for the infantry of Mieshuo Army; if the Qing army wants to turn around and take a detour, the friendly forces chasing in front do not need to block it.
If flanked on both sides of the road, the Qing army will inevitably suffer heavy losses."
Ma Chenliang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Even if these Tartars run away, where can they go? Jiangnan has been liberated, how can they survive in Hangzhou?"
"If you don't give up until you reach the Yellow River, you will jump a few times even before you die." Li Chengjue motioned to his soldiers to scoop a bowl of hot soup for Ma Chenliang, and said with some disdain: "Maybe he was thinking that reinforcements could come from the north and conquer Jiangnan again!"
"Go and dream!" Ma Chenliang took the hot soup and took a sip. His mouth was full of spicy taste. He immediately knew that there was chili pepper in it and his stomach was warm. He couldn't help but praise: "This chili is really good. I have stayed here for a long time."
, I haven’t tasted it for a long time.”
"Drinking is not allowed in the army. In this cold weather, chili pepper is the best way to keep away the cold." Li Chengjue smiled and nodded, and said: "There are more and more people in Guangfu District, and even more restaurants use chili pepper."
The dishes. I like the taste, it’s so spicy.”
"Jiangnan will be restored soon. Depending on the population and resources here, it will recover soon." Ma Chenliang drank the hot soup one mouthful at a time. His body, which was still shrinking from the cold, slowly straightened up and sighed.
Said: "It took more than three years, but when I was in Yunnan Province, it was something I dared not even think about."
"Oh, are you an old man from Dian Province?" Li Chengjue was slightly surprised.
"I'm not really an old man. I served His Highness before he regained Kunming." Ma Chenliang said modestly, but his face showed a bit of pride.
"That's also his seniority." Li Chengjue glanced at Ma Chenliang and thought: Your Highness misses the old friendship very much. This guy should have a good future. Since he is familiar with this place, he might want to serve as an official here!
"I don't dare to say that." Ma Chenliang scooped up a bowl of hot soup for himself unceremoniously and said while drinking: "Your Highness is kind and misses the old friendship very much, but if you think you are great, it will be annoying. As for official luck, everyone
Everyone has their own destiny. Just let nature take its course."
Li Chengjue was deep in thought, and after a long while he raised his hand and said, "That's right, I have learned a lesson."
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Before midnight, chaos broke out in the Qing army's camp, with people shouting and horses neighing. There was a commotion. The Ming army on guard hurriedly sounded the gong, and the Ming army soldiers who were sleeping and resting hurriedly got up and were on guard.
"Listen, is it the sound of muskets?" Li Chengjue took off his helmet and listened carefully.
Everyone around them quieted down and listened carefully. It was faintly audible amidst the noise of wind and noise, probably because they were far away.
"It's the sound of muskets!" A general nodded heavily, with joy on his face. "So, friendly forces are catching up?"
Li Chengjue pondered for a long time and said: "Our army does not have many troops, and there may be mistakes in attacking rashly. But friendly forces have arrived, and our army can try to make a flanking attack to make the enemy chaotic without fighting. The main force is left here for defense and veteran officers are sent out.
, leading the Yimin Township to shout loudly and pretend to attack. If the Qing army counterattacks, they can retreat. The main force will take over."
Li Chengjue had no choice but to make this prudent arrangement and push Yimin Xiangyong to the front. The Ming army was small in strength and had suffered more than 700 casualties. In other words, there were still 1,200 to 300 soldiers left to fight.
If the whole army attacks and fails, the position blocking the Qing army will be in danger of being lost. To be on the safe side, Li Chengjue not only sent some officers, but also mobilized 200 musketeers to make the Yiminxiang Yong brave.
In fact, the Qing army was in chaos, and Eshen and Buyantu's original midnight retreat plan came to nothing due to the sudden arrival of the Ming army's pursuers and the exchange of fire with the rearguard.
The morale of the army was already extremely unstable. It was difficult to break through the front and the rear was blocked. Even the Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia were terrified, let alone those Green Flag Han soldiers.
"Kill out from behind." Eshen waved his weapons and encouraged loudly, gathering the still trustworthy Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia.
There was no problem with his judgment. The Ming army had few horses and the number of people chasing them would not be large. If they charged with all their strength, there was still a glimmer of hope. E Shen would not even think about breaking through the enemy positions in front. It would be a waste.
Time, when the enemy infantry catches up, it will be impossible to escape even with wings.
The war drums sounded, and the shouts of "Charge! Kill!" rang out on the Ming army's position. I don't know how many figures were shaking, and I didn't know how many Ming soldiers were charging over. Boom, boom, boom... the roar of firecrackers rang out.
When he got up, the light swayed and dazzled people's eyes.
The Qing army became even more chaotic. Before they even engaged in battle, many Green Flag Han soldiers were already running away and screaming in panic, creating a chaotic scene that looked like an exploding camp. However, some Green Flag Han soldiers also gathered into groups under the command of officers, but they did not
He rushed forward without retreating, and slowly retreated to the woods and hillsides beside the road.
"Complete the team, charge and kill!" Eshen and Buyantu led a group of men and horses, howling and running back and forth, slashing and killing the running soldiers. More and more Eight Banners generals gathered around them, and then they rushed towards the back.
"Ah, ah..." The screams suddenly sounded continuously. The Eight Banners of Manchuria and Mongolia fell from their horses from time to time, and a bunch of random arrows were shot from the roadside, catching them off guard.
"Kill the Tatars, it's a meritorious service anyway!" The shouts were very close at hand, and a group of hundreds of green flag soldiers gathered in a group shouted loudly while firing their bows and arrows.
"Damn it -" E Shen wanted to rein in his horse and turn around to kill all these capricious Green Flag soldiers who were adding insult to injury, but Bu Yantu grabbed the reins and continued running forward.
"It's too late, Lord Dutong." Buyantu shouted hurriedly: "Go quickly, don't get entangled."
Eshen gritted his teeth and was filled with resentment. When did these cowardly Green Flag soldiers dare to wave their swords and guns at the Eight Banners soldiers?
Bows and arrows, javelins, throwing axes, spears...the Eight Banners soldiers will attack the galloping forward with more and more weapons. People are constantly being shot off their horses, or the horses neigh and fall to the ground, throwing the riders to the ground.
The Eight Banners generals who were once so majestic that the Green Banner Han soldiers dared not look up to them, now charged forward without even looking back.
"Kill, kill the Tartars!" More and more usually docile Green Banners and Han soldiers were encouraged. While the Eight Banners were busy breaking out of the encirclement and the Eight Banners had no time to care about others, they launched attacks on the Eight Banners soldiers. There were many of them.
The Eight Banners generals who were dispersed and responsible for suppressing the attack but failed to gather into the main group were swept into the crowd. Some were dragged off their horses by Han soldiers, and some were surrounded by Green Flag soldiers who hacked and stabbed them indiscriminately, screaming to death.
Eshen galloped among the cavalry, with the wind blowing by his ears. In a daze, he felt that he was charging towards victory. As long as he broke through the pursuers at the rear, he would be the winner. He could lead these Eight Banners soldiers to the general
Hangzhou...he didn't think about the next thing, nor did he dare to think about it.
The rearguard's broken troops were dispersed mercilessly. Eshen didn't care whether they lived or died. Anyone who stood in the way would die! The figures on the road became increasingly sparse. He gripped the handle of the knife tightly and would soon fight to the death with his pursuers.
Is it a battle?
The vanguard of the pursuing Ming army numbered 1,340 people. Because the Qing armies of the three major groups in Zhejiang were stationed in Quzhou, Lishui, and Wenzhou respectively, they formed a line of defense against the Ming army in Fujian Province. The Ming army consisted of Xianxia Pass and
Fenshui Pass was dispatched, and they were close to the Qing army in Quzhou near Gan Province and Wenzhou near the coast. It was easier to pursue them when they retreated. Only the Qing army and the Ming army were farther away along the Lishui route. The King of Wei
Ma Bao then gave all the horses of the army to the second division, and they were responsible for the pursuit.
These more than a thousand Ming army cavalry traveled day and night. They passed between Quzhou and Lishui. They received guidance and help from the people along the way. They killed more than 200 horses and finally caught up with the Qing army here.
Although they were short of men and horses, the Ming army feared that the Qing army would escape, so they immediately launched an attack on the Qing army's rearguard. To their surprise, the Qing army collapsed at the slightest touch, and a large number of Han soldiers and Green Flag soldiers surrendered. They learned from the prisoners
There were friendly forces blocking the front, and the Qing army suffered heavy casualties during the day's offensive and defensive battle. These Qing soldiers were already discouraged, and many began to flee. When they saw the pursuers, there was no way forward, and they were blocked again, and their fighting spirit was immediately lost.
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Since the friendly forces were already blocking the way, the Ming generals were not in a hurry to attack. Instead, they used their troops to cut down trees and pile rocks and set up roadblocks. After all, with more than a thousand tired soldiers to attack several times the enemy, and the Manchu and Mongolian Eight Banners soldiers, it was indeed
It was very risky. The defensive positions must have been poorly arranged in a hurry. The Ming army generals arranged their soldiers in the sloping mountains and forests on one side of the road, stretched the front line, and prepared for flank attacks to inflict maximum damage on the enemy.
As soon as the arrangements were completed, the Eight Banners soldiers came roaring in, and they all rushed into the ambush circle in this area.
The road ahead was dark, with scattered branches and rocks stuck to mud, ice and snow, so the Qing soldiers had to slow down their speed.
As soon as they got close, the vanguard soldiers stopped one after another. Although the roadblock was simple and crude, it stretched for a mile. It was impossible to pass by on horseback. Moreover, opposite the roadblock was a dark crowd, but it looked like they were wearing green flags.
The Han soldiers were waving their weapons and shouting bravely.
Eshen urged his horse to catch up. He hated the capricious Han soldiers who acted according to the changing circumstances, and loudly ordered the soldiers to go around the official road. In his opinion, these rats did not need to fight, as long as they rushed through these
Roadblocks, naturally they ran away.
The official road is called this because it is flat and spacious, and there is no obstruction for horses or vehicles. However, if you want to go around the road, ditches, short trees, weeds, and shrubs will definitely not be able to pass quickly.
, and cannot ride a horse as if it were walking on flat ground.
The Qing soldiers dismounted their horses, and some acted as forwards, leaving their horses under the care of others. They had just walked two or three hundred steps through weeds and shrubs, when a roar rang out from the slope.
"There is an ambush..."
Accompanied by shrill shouts, rows of firecrackers exploded. Under the shining light of the muzzle, hundreds of Ming soldiers suddenly stood up from the weeds on the slope and fired in four lines one after another.
The lead bullets hit the Qing soldiers mercilessly.
"Come up, charge up." Eshen couldn't tolerate the forward being repelled like this, and now he had to charge forward. He hissed the order and sent more soldiers, hoping to attack the Ming army from the side.
More and more Qing soldiers crowded in front of the simple roadblock. Some Qing soldiers began to clear the obstacles, pushing away stones and throwing broken branches and wood to the side of the road.
The volleys of guns continued to sound, and the screams and shouts merged into one. The Qing soldiers whose attention was attracted did not notice that more Ming troops were watching them from the mountains and forests on the slopes.
A sharp whistle sounded, and rows of Ming troops emerged from the forest. There were thousands of them, stretching for a hundred meters. After rushing out of the forest, they fired a row of bullets at the Qing soldiers on the official road.
Immediately, people shouted horses neighing on the official road, and the Qing soldiers fell off their horses one by one. The horses that had been shot even screamed and jumped around in pain, causing the Qing soldiers to fall into chaos.
There was almost no need to aim at the dense crowd of men and horses. The Ming soldiers lined up in rows and fired fiercely in response to the whistle in the white smoke. More Qing soldiers fell to the ground, screaming and neighing.
There was a loud noise. Especially the frightened horses that were not shot dead were running and jumping, adding to the chaos on the road.
"No -" Eshen screamed in agony. He saw the head of Vice-Capital Buyan Tu blooming, brains and blood sputtering out. The warrior who had fought many battles did not even draw his bow and arrow, but died under his horse.
Blood flowers were blooming, both human and horse. On this several hundred meters long official road, the crowded Qing soldiers were stunned by this sudden attack. The corpses of people and horses were everywhere, and there were moans of pain and mourning.
The wounded screamed, and the Qing soldiers looked around in panic for hiding spots.
Every time a row of firecrackers sounded, men and horses fell, and there was a scream. The condescending Ming army soldiers opened fire violently at the dense crowds of people and horses, scattering the Qing soldiers and making it difficult for them to gather for counterattack. Similarly, they all unified Eshen.
Because there were so many people surrounding Batulu, he immediately became a target.
A cloud of blood mist exploded from the chest of the soldier captain. He suddenly fell to his knees and looked down at his chest, as if he couldn't believe it. He struggled to cover the wound, but the hot blood continued to flow from his fingers.
It’s overflowing, no matter how you cover it, it’s useless. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!