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Chapter 73: The Worry of Plague

After all, he was still inexperienced and thought poorly. Zhu Yongxing blamed himself in his heart. He didn't expect such a brutal fight, nor did he expect to prepare some anti-epidemic items. There were no pills, no vaccinations, and even the simplest disinfectant lime.

Not prepared either.

The plague is gradually tightening its grip on the Qing army, but it is also extending its evil hand to the Ming army. This is what Zhu Yongxing is most worried about now.

As the defensive side, although it has the advantage of using troops on the inside and the difficult terrain, it also faces some difficulties. Being at a high altitude means the temperature is low; fighting for days, the gunpowder is used up; it rains continuously and the roads are broken, making it difficult to transport supplies from Tengchong.

; Corpses lay rotting in front of the position, maggots were infested, and the smell of plague could already be faintly audible.

There really is no victory that can be achieved without paying a price. Zhu Yongxing fell into a long thought. Should he continue to fight the Qing army until the Qing army retreated or collapsed? Or should he temporarily withdraw from the position that is the source of the plague and continue to lure the Qing army?

The army went deep into the army and fought a decisive battle with them in Tengchong?

While Zhu Yongxing was deep in thought, some soldiers had come to report rough results and losses: one Qianhu, three Qianzong, seven generals, dozens of low-ranking officers, and about eight ordinary soldiers of the Qing army were killed.

More than 100 people; the Ming army suffered more than 300 casualties, of which more than 100 were killed.

This is the advantage of the defensive side. The injured can be treated quickly. However, the wounded of the Qing army can rarely be transferred down the mountain. They lie in the cold blood of the corpse mountain, and with the trampling of human feet, they will soon become

A corpse.

After listening to the report, Zhu Yongxing let out a long breath. He didn't know whether it was a sigh or relief. He moved his eyes to the hillside after the bloody battle. Night was about to fall. The shouts and fighting around him had fallen silent. The thick night was about to cover the earth in the rain.

It will also cover up this hellish position of Shura.

Suddenly, Zhu Yongxing opened his eyes wide. A figure slowly stood up among the piles of corpses on the hillside, then another, and a third... Like lonely ghosts, these resurrected figures wandered around, hesitating,

Don't know where to go.

"Shout, those who surrender will not be killed." After Zhu Yongxing pondered for a moment, he understood the truth. These were some smart Qing troops who were forced by their superiors to charge, but they had been frightened by the fierce battles in recent days.

If they don't want to die in vain and be exposed in the wilderness, they can only let them find another way, that is, pretend to be injured and fall to the ground, and survive for a while.

"Those who surrender will not be killed, those who surrender will avoid death!" As the Ming army shouted, the lonely ghosts hesitated for a moment, using their hands and feet, they stumbled towards the top of the mountain, and many dead corpses came back to life.

They climbed up with difficulty, supported each other and ran towards the Ming army's position.

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Zhang Yong at the foot of the mountain looked at the strange scene that suddenly appeared on the hillside with a complicated expression. He opened his mouth, and finally sighed deeply and helplessly. This must be the beginning of the collapse of morale. He has been on the battlefield for many years and has never seen anything like this before.

In today's cruel battlefield, those soldiers abandoned their corpses in the wilderness and allowed their corpses to rot, stink and get maggots. It really hurt the morale of the soldiers.

In the harsh rainy season, the crazy attacks on the mountains for several days made the Qing army even more frightened and desperate. The auxiliary soldiers had already begun to flee. They would rather hide in the mountains and forests, endure hunger and cold, than be driven to die in vain. And now

, the soldiers will also start to flee.

"Damn the rain!" Zhang Yong pushed away the soldier holding a big umbrella to protect him from the rain, cursed and strode away.

If heavy rain will greatly reduce the firing rate of firearms, it will also completely scrap the bows and arrows, leaving no room for the Ganshan Green Camp who are good at riding and shooting. The soaked bow strings and bow body are nothing once they get wet. On a sunny day

A one-stone bow will be damaged if it is used with just three points of force in rainy weather, and it will be scrapped if it is used with greater force.

"Damn it rain!" On the other side, Xian Guoan also cursed through gritted teeth.

Among the Qing army, those who relied more on firearms should be the soldiers and horses of San Francisco. Xian Guoan had established bird gunmen under his command. But the rain made the gunmen useless. They did not have big-brimmed hats to protect them from the rain, let alone let them

People were holding umbrellas to attack upwards. The steep terrain and slippery slopes also made the artillery that Zhang Yong and the frontline Guoan troops had to push over with great pains ineffective.

If the rain continues like this for a few more days, not to mention that the offensive will collapse on its own, or even the entire army will collapse. Xian Guoan stamped his feet bitterly, turned around and left in dismay. There can be no more attacks tomorrow, the soldiers have been forced

If it is too tight, and if it continues to be so crazy, large-scale escapes will be inevitable, and it is even possible to kill the superiors and switch sides in the middle of the battle.

Take a rest. If the rain doesn't stop, you can only retreat sadly. The hateful Zhang Yong just doesn't speak. Well, no matter whether you fight with all your heart or not, those people on the mountain who sing to break the morale of the army are willing to surrender to the Ming army.

Shaanxi Green Camp is definitely not fake, right? If we really have to withdraw our troops, I will use this reason to bite you.

Frustration, helplessness and anger, coupled with different opinions, created a rift between Zhang Yong and Xian Guoan. Although this was not a good time to fall out, the seeds of resentment and dissatisfaction had been sown and would take root over time.

When it sprouts, there will always be a moment when it grows like crazy.

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"Damn the rain!" Zhu Yongxing paused for a moment, then ignored the Qing prisoners' whispers and cursed, turned around and walked out.

From the prisoners' confessions, he already had a detailed understanding of the current situation of the Qing army. It was indeed extremely exhausted and victory was expected. Although the Ming army also faced difficulties, it was always better than the current situation of the Qing army. Now it is

This is a time to compete in willpower and physical strength. As long as the rain continues to rain like this, then, if it persists for a few more days, the Qing army will have no choice but to retreat sadly. Yes, countless corpses will be left in the mountains along the way, and those who are injured may be

They will leave their corpses in the wilderness and turn into piles of bones.

But the joy in his heart quickly dissipated, and Zhu Yongxing had unfinished thoughts again. The Qing army was so exhausted and had misjudged the strength of the Ming army. Is there a chance of achieving greater results? If the line can be controlled

If Guoan, the executioner, and all his troops are annihilated, it will also be very beneficial to the future war in Guangxi.

Xian Guoan believed that the current enemy was all the remaining Ming troops gathered together. As long as he defeated the enemy here, then marching to Tengchong would be as easy as an armed march. Therefore, he drove his soldiers to attack fiercely at any cost in order to succeed.

At the same time, he also believed that the situation of the Ming army was not optimistic. The two sides were actually competing for their wills. Whoever could not withstand it first would fail.

Maybe he can take advantage of this? Zhu Yongxing is not very sure in his heart. The enemy has suffered a lot of losses, but he is really unwilling to let them retreat. Hehe, this is really greedy. He is a human being and he is really not immune to this.


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