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"These traitors!"

He Lin, the deputy commander of the Han Army of the Zhenglan Banner, looked at the two corpses in front of him hatefully, and next to these two corpses was a raging fire.

It's just that it's their grain that burns.

At this time, this famous commercial port has become the forward command of the Qing army at this time, the new minister of the Qin and the governor of Huguang, the main force of the Qing army led by the first fierce general of the Qianlong Dynasty, Hailancha, is stationed here, commanding the cavalry from the outer Mongolia, the eight banners from outside the pass and the Sauron soldiers, so the defeat of Song Zhiqing is not ashamed, because this is the absolute elite of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, the main force at the bottom of the box. Those who can command this army like the pillars of the Qing Dynasty, except for Ah Gui, who can no longer go to the battlefield, there are only Hailancha left, first-class dukes, ministers of the guard, Sauron, and fierce generals who fight from ordinary vests. And he did live up to Qianlong's expectations, this guy who actually picked up Fukangan with one hand, swept Liu Zhaokui in Shandong in a very short period of time, and then surrounded Yuzhou to besiege the city and fight to defeat Song Zhiqing.

But it's a pity that that's all he can bring to Qianlong.

Because then he stepped into the mire.

The Diao people in this place are too difficult to do, Yuzhou has been besieged for more than a month, tens of thousands of Qing troops including the Eight Banners and the Sauron Battalion outside the Guanwai have attacked many times, but they have always been helpless to take this small city, the cannon can't shoot at the city, the artillery on the city hits farther and more accurately, and it is useless to attack the city in hand-to-hand combat, the muskets on the city are simply a nightmare, even the most heroic Sauron soldiers can not rush to the city wall, and even dig tunnels, grab cannon fodder and pile sheep These stupid methods are used, and finally become a laughing stock, the casualties alone have exceeded 10,000, and Yuzhou is still standing majestically.

The only way is to be sleepy.

In the end, Hailancha's tactic was to besiege the north road, and then he led the elite south to block the reinforcements.

He was victorious.

But it's useless.

Song Zhiqing retreated to Nanyang, all the nearby cities were fortified and clear, all the people entered the city, Tang, Deng, Miyang, Nanzhao, Zhenping, Xinye, all the people outside the city in the inner countryside all entered the city to hold on, and there was not a grain of grain left, anyway, there was nothing to clean up if it was just spring.

Poor Hailancha's army has entered the Nanyang Basin, but he can't find any supplies, and it is impossible for him to cross the vast plain of three hundred miles and continue to advance to Xiangyang or Zaoyang, and it is tantamount to suicide if he continues to go deep before taking these cities along the line, unless he can surround all the cities like Yuzhou, but he can't have so many troops. Similarly, he didn't even capture Yuzhou at this time, let alone Nanyang and Tang County, and even his tentative attack on Miyang failed.

You must know that in addition to arming the first town, most of the flintlock pistols produced in Xiangyang were given to Song Zhiqing, as well as those captured bird guns and mountain cannons, etc., were also given to him, after all, Song Zhiqing is the Xiangyang barrier, and Xiangyang of Shennongjia on the side of Dabie Mountain is this one offensive channel.

Even Miyang is a flintlock brigade plus thousands of militiamen with guns and birds.

Highland, who can't break the city, can only be dragged here.

Then wait for another attack by the Holy Cult Army.

But the supply that hundreds of thousands of troops needed to be dragged here is a terrible number, without grain from Jiangnan, without grain from Sichuan, without grain from Huguang, Qianlong was overstretched, and even Beijing's food was very scarce, and even poor people began to starve to death. What's more, there is transportation, there is no canal here, the credit flag shop is the end of Jianghan shipping, the Yangtze River, the Han River, the Tang River, the Pan River, but there is no water transportation to the north, and their transportation line is precisely from the north, and the manpower required for the transportation of bulk materials on land in this era is huge. Qianlong had to do his best to scavenge grain from the northern provinces that were already on the verge of breaking out, and then in Henan he did his best to catch the strong men who were transported hundreds of miles from the Yellow River ferry.

Of course, this is what Qianlong has to consider.

But the front-line Hailancha was also overwhelmed!

Because he needs to face the guerrillas.

Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, wandering outside their strongholds, on their transport lines, the guerrillas around their patrols, poisoning them, setting fire to them, shooting them with black guns and shooting their black arrows, cavalrymen of less than 100 people did not dare to move outside at all, and they could step on a trap if they walked into a deserted village, and the camp would burn in the middle of the night.

They had no idea where these partisans came from.

These locals have a myriad of places to hide.

And these people are not afraid of death, even if they are blocked, they are all stubborn to the end, and those who are injured and hold the Qing army and die together abound, just now these two sneaked into the fire and set fire not only burned thousands of stone of grain, but also one of them also rolled into the fire with a Qing army before he died, poor The brave Eight Banners warrior was actually scared stupid, and watched the hideous face push him into the raging fire.

"These Diao people!"

He Lin said hatefully again.

"My lord, the grain transport team from Runing was attacked and trapped in the Chunshui Street Shop, and the marshal ordered the lord to immediately lead the horse team of the headquarters to respond!"

At this time, an officer quickly came up to him and said.

"Let's go!"

He Lin immediately got on the horse and said.

Immediately afterwards, he led 500 cavalry of the Han Army with the Blue Banner out of the credit flag shop and went straight east to the Funiu Mountains.

Their transportation line is not only the north road, but also part of the collection along the Huai, this part of the land in Xinyang and then to the mountain, but the holy army is stuck in Miyang, blocking the road out of Funiu Mountain, can only go north from the mountain to the north at this time is just a post station Zhumadian to the west over Funiu Mountain. Needless to say, Funiu Mountain, even in normal times, is a serious bandit, a large number of bandits are hiding in this mountainous area, like this kind of grain transport team is commonplace to be attacked, but this time the scale is larger, otherwise it is impossible to even solve the green battalion stationed along the line, and you have to ask for help from the Eight Banners.

He Lin's cavalry advanced at full speed, and entered the mountains in less than an hour, and soon encountered two green battalions who reported the news, according to the latter, nearly 1,000 bandits surrounded a grain transport team transporting 2,000 stone military rations in Chunshui Street, and about 3,000 men and horses of the green battalions stationed along the line had already passed, but the bandits were fierce, and the green battalion was ambushed and fought in chaos.

"A bunch of rubbish!"

He Lin was so angry that she whipped the soldier.

Three thousand green battalions, and a battalion of guards for the grain transportation team, let a thousand bandits fight for help, isn't this a waste?

Of course, I don't care about this at this time.

He Lin led his five hundred cavalry into the mountains, and he was relieved that the green battalion was not defeated, at least there was no rout along the way, which is good news, in fact, now the green battalion has no hope, most of these green battalions are in Henan, Zhili, and now the looting of food is mainly from their hometown, plus they have been fighting here since the beginning, and it has been almost a year, and there is no morale at all.

It's already very face-saving to be able to keep fighting now.

"Hurry, hurry!"

He Lin urged.

At this time, it was not far from Chunshui Street, and even he could hear the faint sound of gunshots.

Five hundred cavalry picked up.

But they didn't notice that this mountain road was getting narrower and narrower, and the mountains and forests on both sides were getting denser and denser, just when they could vaguely see the gunsmoke in the direction of Chunshui Street, He Lin suddenly turned his eyes, and there seemed to be a faint trace of smoke on the hillside in front of him.

"Stop, stop!"

He hurriedly shouted.

Almost at the same time, all of a sudden, the rocks on the hillside were accompanied by the fire of the explosion, like countless cannonballs, and fell with a roar in the huge explosion like the sky and the earth cracking, and his forward was immediately smashed into a mess, and the whole team was immediately in chaos, and the large rocks that were shaken up on the mountain slope in this chaos rumbled and rolled down, and dozens of Qing soldiers who could not dodge were directly smashed into meat pies.

"Retreat, there's an ambush!"

He Lin exclaimed.

But at this time, it was too late, countless muzzles and bows and arrows stretched out in the mountains and forests on both sides, and there were even guns loaded with loose bullets, accompanied by shouts of killing, flames erupted one after another, and the Qing troops who were bound on the mountain road were knocked down by bullets.

He Lin didn't care about his subordinates at this time, and hurriedly ran backwards under the escort of several personal soldiers, and at this time, the ambush soldiers on both sides had begun to throw lit thunderbolts down after the shooting was completed, which was transported by the grain transport team together, and Lin understood at a glance that the grain transport team had been wiped out, but what he didn't understand was why the two green battalion soldiers told him that he was still fighting in such a short period of time?

Then he understood.

"These traitors!"

He Lin scolded angrily.

Because he saw that most of the ambush soldiers on both sides were still wearing green camp clothes, it was obvious that the green camp had betrayed the emperor, including the two who reported the news, just to lure him into the bait.

With grief and indignation, he urged his horse to gallop through the chaotic mountain road, and the hapless Eight Banners beside him continued to fall in the explosion of thunderbolts, and fell in the fire of bird guns and spears, because the terrain limited the invincible cavalry on the plains, and even had no ability to resist. Fortunately, He Lin was not badly lucky, although the bullets were flying all around, he still escaped the most dangerous section unharmed, but all the personal soldiers fell on the road, but at this time, the two green battalions and more than a dozen green battalion soldiers also appeared in front of him with bird guns.

"You disloyal and unfilial things, have you forgotten the grace of the Qing Emperor and the children in your family?"

He Lin pulled out his sword and roared inwardly.

The green battalion, who had been whipped by him, unceremoniously pulled the trigger, and as the gunshots rang out, He Lin, the younger brother of the gentry, the first rank of the Qing Dynasty in history, fell off his horse with a scream.

"Return Tama loyalty and filial piety, Lao Tzu is here to fight for you, the wife and children at home are starving to death, and you still have the face to mention loyalty and filial piety to me!"

The green camp stepped forward and spat him in He Lin's convulsions, and said disdainfully.