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Chapter 461 The Battle of Jiujiang (5)

The defense line from Gantang Lake to the Yangtze River is so narrow that it is only one mile wide by visual inspection. There is no room for maneuver here, not even room for retreat, because there are people in front and behind, and there is no other way but to fill it with flesh and blood.

.Throughout the vast ages, almost every inch of land in China has been filled with the blood of warriors.

Zhang Chengzong led the Third Army to rush close to the army's defense line. Seeing many heads emerging from the rubble, he realized that his subordinates were about to encounter a disaster. The artillery destroyed the army's fortifications, but a round of shelling with black powder solid rounds could not deal with it.

The army caused destruction and casualties, and a large number of troops from the rear of the official army quickly rushed up to stop the attack after the bombardment.

With only a few dozen steps apart, people could not make too many trade-offs between life and death. The bodies and shouts of their companions emboldened everyone. The soldiers moved forward with the instinctive fear that their survival was threatened and the vague belief in dignity in their hearts.

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Soon the explosion of gunpowder in the gun and the trembling of the bowstrings appeared on the battlefield. The strong bows and crossbows used by Xuan Dabing were not comparable to the bows and arrows of the inland guards. The range was very powerful, and random arrows and bullets rained in the air.

Flying sideways, it penetrated the soldiers' armor, and blood flowed in the armor. People stepped on the corpses of their companions and continued to advance.

Amidst countless screams and roars, the military generals carried out fanatical agitation with hoarse voices, and people on all sides became noisy.

"My childhood has died in the battle, and my fellow countrymen have fallen on the battlefield... How can I return to my hometown with the shame of defeat? How can I face my relatives in my hometown? Either win, or die on the battlefield..." Some people even said in the crowd

He was reading aloud to the manuscript, "Our corpses will return home in fine clothes, covering the Suzaku flag that entrusts life and glory..." "Brothers, brothers and sisters, we will never leave each other through fire and water, we will be one in life and death!"

"Boom..." "Bang bang bang..." Artillery fire, muskets and arrows seemed to make loud noises around them, and the smoke was filled with blood mist. A general held a saber in front, with several arrows stuck in his chest, and the blood

Emerged from the hole in the armor, continued to take a few steps forward, and finally fell to the ground.

Zhang Ning, a few hundred steps behind him, witnessed with his own eyes the heavy casualties of the Third Army and the continuation of the offensive. His eyes felt sour. The heroic poetry from ancient China seemed to ring in his ears. How can it be said that there are no clothes? With Zi Tong

Robe. The king raised his army and repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you...

The people who charged in the first round were directly disabled by the official defenders from a distance. The sparse rebel soldiers could not continue until they reached the front of the trench. A broken red Suzaku flag was planted on the soil in front of the formation, with the words "

The first post of the Third Army, an organic part of the army, has suffered all casualties.

But immediately behind there was another salvo. In the white smoke, dense lead bullets flew towards the army's defense line at a distance of less than fifty steps. The large dilapidated fortifications that had lost their barriers could not defend themselves against the lead bullets. Many people came from behind the trenches.

It fell into the ditch along with sandbags and debris.

Immediately after, more people swarmed forward with various weapons. People shouted "Long live" and roared "kill", and quickly rushed to the front of the formation from a close distance. People began to use "bridges" made of wood and bamboo.

Build trenches.

This kind of bridge is made of thick wooden boards as the main body, and horizontal rows of hard bamboo are nailed on it to increase the stress point and friction. It can be stepped on even if it is placed at an upward angle. However, the fences and earthen walls in many places have been damaged by artillery.

A large number of wooden planks are no different from a bridge built over a trench. Some wooden planks are placed directly on the opposite wall, with a thick nail in the front, which can be fallen down and directly nailed into the soil; there are two fasteners at the tail, and then the soldiers

Knock the sharp stake deeply into the ground from the fastener to stabilize the position. It is difficult for the defenders to destroy this kind of bridge in a short time, and it cannot be lifted after being nailed firmly; the two fixed points at the tail plus the head form the most stable triangular fulcrum.

, there is no axis to move.

Numerous ladder bridges were built in a short period of time. During this period, both sides used firearms and bows to shoot at short distances. The ditch in the middle was filled with corpses, blood was everywhere, and the fishy smell was as strong as the smell of gunpowder smoke.

The soldiers of the Third Army broke into the official defense line one after another, and the two sides fell into a hand-to-hand melee. Swords were waved in the dark smoke, and the hard sound of metal colliding could be heard everywhere. People's screams and roars had long since changed their tone, and countless faces had been distorted.

The bitter fighting was just because Xuan's army was the elite of the Ming Dynasty. The first round of artillery severely damaged its fortification structure. Until now, the melee has actually fallen into a situation where soldiers and generals are separated from the organization and cannot communicate with each other, but it still has not collapsed.

The Suzaku Army also did not sit idle. People rushed over the planks in batches and lost their queues. They could only fight in groups in small groups. Even though there were many veterans of the Yongding Battalion who had been fighting for several years, most of them still did not know how to use bows and arrows.

, his fighting skills are not as good as those of Northern Xuan Dabing, but the melee has not collapsed, and his fighting will and organizational power are obviously superior.

The hand-to-hand melee is very terrifying. Regardless of whether the opponent is a veteran over fifty years old or a teenager in his teens, the swords and guns will stab the opponent mercilessly until the opponent is killed. When they face each other, blood is spattered all over the body, and everyone is stunned.

They are like murderous devils, whether they like it or not. Both sides are elites, and their armor ratio is very high. One knife or two shots can't kill anyone. Those who die are covered in blood holes after being hit by countless weapons, and there are no internal organs leaking out in the field.

In rare cases, severed hands and feet can be seen everywhere.

Zhang Chengzong's Third Army had about 3,000 people, and the rest all rushed into the official defense line. Behind the ditch wall, they fought everywhere in the width of one mile.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of a uniform horn, echoing in the mountains and rivers. On the narrow land, a dense group of cavalry had gathered in the east. It was Feng Youxian's cavalry regiment.

This terrain is not conducive to cavalry operations at all, but Feng Youxian feels honored to be able to fight in this battle that determines life and death.

He slowly raised his head from the posture of hanging his head, with a calm expression on his face, and his hands straightened the iron helmet on his head slowly. The gleaming new armor on his body and his heroic face were full of joy in the sun.

of masculinity.

"Silk..." There was a long sound of metal friction, and Feng Youxian pulled out the long-handled saber from his waist. The long and thin blade glowed with a chilling light. He raised the knife high and shouted in a hissing voice: "

Brothers, it’s our turn to go into battle! The brave man marches forward bravely, while the cowards cry for their father and mother!”

"Long live..." Thousands of cavalry shouted, with a majestic momentum.

The horses' hooves roared immediately, and the dense cavalry gradually jogged forward. There was no galloping charge, and the dense formation made it impossible to rush quickly. They could only pass through like this, but it was also a torrent of steel and unstoppable momentum.

The heavy iron hooves pressed down, trampling all the vegetation along the way into rubbish. The cavalry crossed the defense line from the bridge one after another, and then rampaged and slashed wildly. The condescending armored knights used lances to attack the enemy soldiers from a long distance, and the heavy collision

And the diagonal slash he wields is even more crisp and clean.

Feng Youxian went into battle in person. This so-called military general who was full of scriptures and passed the military examination of the Ministry of War had no twists and turns at all. His movements were clean and he could kill anyone he saw. With more than 20 elite soldiers on horseback around him, he broke into the chaotic battlefield and was unstoppable.

, the sharp war blade is almost bloody.

It was difficult for the cavalry to fight stationary, and the large group of people quickly defeated the rebels and rushed forward directly through the battlefield. Soon they encountered the fine cavalry of Xuan Dynasty to block them. The two armies immediately engaged in battle without any detour, and then they crossed each other and fell into a melee.

Not long after, I saw a wave of infantry again appearing on the ditch wall defense line. The secondary red flag had Chinese characters on it, Yongding Battalion First Army. The large group of infantry caught up easily because this land corridor was too small.

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Xuan Da Jingqi immediately suffered a devastating blow. The cavalry in the group were beaten into sieves by the infantry with flintlock rifles. The two sides were often only a few steps away from each other. The lead bullets almost flew towards their faces, and no armor could stop them.

Shooting at such a close range, the scattered cavalry could not attack. They were surrounded and killed by the Suzaku Army's cavalry. Both the enemy and ourselves were surrounded by people. The horses could not run at all. They fought like infantry and were not as dense as infantry. The situation was a disaster.

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The two sides were fighting until the sun was high, when the sound of artillery was heard from the direction behind Zhang Ning, as if the rear wing was engaged in battle with other troops of the army.

However, the offensive in front was also coming to an end. The entire army of the Northwest Battalion collapsed. When the rebels retreated eastward, they seemed to be blocked by Zhou Mengxiong's army. The gunfire from the east was very intensive.

I saw some knights being forced into Gantang Lake. They fell from their horses into the water and disappeared immediately in the deep water. They were wearing iron sheets weighing at least dozens of kilograms, and even gods could not float up. Some were in shallow water.

I was struggling in waist-deep water, and the freezing cold water was probably very uncomfortable. The shallow water was all turned into filthy mud. The muddy water was red, and I don’t know how much blood was mixed into it.

On a battlefield filled with blood, it is difficult to surrender. The insurgents rush to kill you.

The defeated elite soldiers of Xuanda were in such a terrifying place. Many people were frightened and cried, but it was of no use. An exhausted man did not know where to find a way out and lost his army. Suddenly, a group of people covered in blood rushed in with red eyes.

They came up with knives and guns in their hands and stabbed their bodies when they came up. This feeling can only be fear and despair. Some officers and soldiers simply threw away their weapons, huddled on the ground with their heads in their hands, screaming and just wanted to be killed quickly.

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Immediately after the fierce infantry and cavalry battle in the early stage, the battle turned into a massacre after the defeat of the official army. This is truly a death place, with groups of rebels in front and behind, and water on both sides. There were many people who fell into the water, and if it weren't for the massacre,

It's so miserable, no one wants to jump into such cold water...

Zhang Ning avoided looking, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The victory or defeat was decided, and he didn't want to rashly stop the massacre and prevent people from venting their emotions after the fierce battle; I'm afraid he couldn't stop it, and the battlefield is still in chaos. During the war

I'm afraid the most time is spent running away or killing, rather than fighting against each other.

The number of elite officers and soldiers in the Northwest Battalion exceeds at least 10,000. It seems that this time they will be completely destroyed.


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