The river washed away, and waves as tall as a person rushed down from the upper reaches. The water splashed everywhere, filling the place with a chill that chilled the heart.
With a wave of his hand, tens of thousands of soldiers were wiped out.
Pan Qingyang looked back at the Taiping soldiers who had landed ashore and found that the number of soldiers was still four to five thousand, which was far more than the Qing army in front. However, most of the soldiers had been buried in the river, and he didn't know where they would be washed away. , not knowing whether he would be buried in the belly of the fish, Pan Qingyang stared at the splashing river water, feeling both angry and deeply helpless in his heart.
Revenge, revenge.
Pan Qingyang roared in his heart, pulled out the sword from his waist, and pointed it at the Qing army ahead.
"We are more powerful than the Qing army, and we will avenge our dead brothers and kill them."
Pan Qingyang's sword pointed at him. He originally thought that the soldiers would rush forward to kill the enemy, but he found that every soldier was cowering and even retreating. They were already afraid of the Qing army in front. This situation made Pan Qingyang even more angry. Smith After seeing it, he sneered repeatedly. The Taiping army in front of him was frightened. Even if they wanted to charge, they would consider whether there would be an ambush.
Smith pointed his gun at the Taipings and yelled: "Raise your gun."
In an instant, more than two thousand soldiers all raised their guns and aimed at the Taiping soldiers who came ashore.
"shot."
While the Taiping soldiers were still hesitating, Smith decisively gave the order to shoot.
"Bang, bang, bang,."
Gunshots rang out one after another, and particle bullets flew out of the air and shot directly into the bodies of the Taiping soldiers. In an instant, the bullets entered the bodies, and the soldiers fell to the ground one by one, rolling and wailing. Pan Qingyang was riding on the horse, His body was not hit, but the horse under his crotch was hit five times in a row.
The war horse's head, neck, thighs, and chest were all shot, and its body fell to the ground.
Pan Qingyang fell down, but this time he didn't have the same luck as last time. When the herd charged before, the horse under Pan Qingyang just lay limp on the ground, so Pan Qingyang was not affected. But now it was different. The horse fell to the left. The moment his huge body landed on the ground, it actually pressed on Pan Qingyang's left leg.
"Crack."
The leg bone was broken, Pan Qingyang opened his mouth and howled in pain.
"Protect me, lift me up."
Pan Qingyang made a move, and the guards around him immediately protected Pan Qingyang. Among them, two soldiers began to move the body of the war horse, trying to move the horse away from Pan Qingyang's left leg. However, during the move, their hands got stained. Blood, just as he pulled up the body of the war horse, his hand slipped and the body of the war horse fell down again, pressing on Pan Qingyang's fractured thigh.
"ah,."
Pan Qingyang screamed again, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body was trembling.
When Pan Qingyang was in pain, Smith had already asked the soldiers to shoot wave after wave, constantly killing Pan Qingyang's soldiers. Under the fierce and cruel fire suppression, the Taiping soldiers scattered like birds and beasts, unable to stop them. He mobilized his strength to resist and fled towards the upper and lower reaches of Wangyu River.
Pan Qingyang knew that there must be Qing troops upstream, so he shouted: "There are ambushes upstream, go downstream, go downstream." With the help of the soldiers, Pan Qingyang struggled to get rid of his horse and walked downstream on tiptoe.
When Smith saw this, a sneer appeared on his lips.
He and Lu Shaochuan laid a double ambush. They worked hard to capture Pan Qingyang in one fell swoop. How could they let Pan Qingyang leave so easily? Smith ordered the soldiers in the army to mount their bayonets, and then led the army to cover up the kill. Both sides were at close range. They fought, but the Taiping Army had no intention of fighting. They were defeated one after another and were completely defeated.
Pan Qingyang fled with the help of soldiers, thinking more.
The army has failed, what should we do when we return?
Thinking of this, Pan Qingyang's heart was bleeding. He didn't know how to face Qin Rigang. Pan Qingyang glanced at the river on the left side and suddenly had an urge to jump into the river. When Pan Qingyang thought more, he felt that he admired Li Xiucheng. His courage was because Li Xiucheng lost 3,000 soldiers the first time and returned to Changshu County, and the second time he lost 10,000 elite soldiers and returned to Changshu County.
When it was his turn, he really didn't know how to face Qin Rigang.
Suicide is the end of the world.
The thought of suicide kept swirling in Pan Qingyang's mind, growing and growing. Pan Qingyang's heart gradually became negative, and he even felt that he would not face Qin Rigang and would not be humiliated if he died.
"stop."
Suddenly, Pan Qingyang stopped and stopped walking forward.
"General, the Qing army is chasing us. If we don't leave, we won't be able to escape. Hurry up and retreat. When we return to Changshu County, we will meet up with King Yan and return to Nanjing immediately. We failed this time. We will fight again in the future. Anyway, there is Li Xiucheng serves as a lesson to others."
Next to him, the soldier supporting Pan Qingyang urged him hurriedly.
"Let's go, where else can we go? I have lost the prince's 40,000 elites. How can I go back? I can't go back." Pan Qingyang's eyes were in a trance, and his mind was completely blank. He only had thoughts of suicide.
"General, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood."
At this time, another soldier supporting Pan Qingyang persuaded him again.
Pan Qingyang still shook his head, feeling that he really didn't have Li Xiucheng's ability to face Qin Rigang. Pan Qingyang took a deep breath and said directly: "Let's go and run away as far as you can. Remember, never do it again." If we fight Li Zhen's army again, we can't win, we really can't win." At this point, Pan Qingyang had tears in his eyes and was already sobbing.
The two soldiers supporting Pan Qingyang looked at each other, nodded, and let Pan Qingyang go in unison.
"run."
One of the soldiers shouted, and the two soldiers kicked off their feet at the same time and ran away.
"Snapped."
Pan Qingyang lost the support of the soldiers. He was unsteady on his left foot and lost his center of gravity. He fell directly to the ground, grinning in pain. Pan Qingyang instinctively wanted to scold the fleeing soldiers, but then he thought that he was about to die, so he had to laugh at himself. Struggling to stand up, he limped towards the river. Thousands of Taiping soldiers were running around, but each Taiping soldier only cared about himself and kept running for his life. No one was left behind. Stop Pan Qingyang.
How sad, how sad.
Pan Qingyang had no free time to deal with it, he just wanted to die.
"boom,."
Suddenly, a gunshot was heard, and a bloody hole appeared in the back of Pan Qingyang's head.
Dark red blood gurgled out from his head.
Pan Qingyang lost consciousness for a while and felt that his body was starting to lose control, but his head still struggled to turn back. Unfortunately, before he could turn his head, his body fell forward and fell to the ground. His body shook twice and then became motionless. The number one general under Qin Rigang originally expected to defeat Li Zhen and overpower Li Xiucheng, but he lost consecutive battles.
In the end, he couldn't even commit suicide by jumping into the river. He was shot and killed.
Lu Shaochuan led his soldiers to fight out and joined more than 2,000 soldiers led by Smith. After the two armies joined together, they once again began to massacre the fleeing Taiping Army. More than 40,000 Taiping Army soldiers were killed by Lu Shaochuan and Smith. Pursued by the three thousand elites he led, there were numerous casualties, and less than two thousand actually escaped.
Pan Qingyang was killed and the 40,000-strong army was destroyed. However, Qin Rigang, who was far away in Changshu County, was still having sweet dreams and wanted to capture Li Zhen. However, Qin Rigang did not know that Li Zhen was already planning to deal with him.
ps: The fifth update; there will be a sixth update tonight; recommended fantasy book: "The Supreme Holy Lord", an absolute fantasy classic, worth reading.
