145 years of Chongzhen, March 12, 5 p.m. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Poof! Burst! The Yellow Banner soldiers standing in front of the earthen wall of the artillery position used their spears to stab dozens of routs who had fled back to the heart. Of course, none of them were banner people, these were training troops or green battalions, and they fell to the ground one by one screaming, and most of their bald heads were covered with blood.

The large group of fleeing routs were startled, and then obediently regrouped. Even the collapsed bannermen regrouped into a queue without complaint.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Muskets finally came in handy. But it was not the Qing army that rushed to the front of the 1st Garrison Division under the rockets of the Fuhan Army, but the 1st Garrison Division advanced towards the position of the Qing Army.

Even if the Mongolian cavalry killed in the oblique place, under the attack of rockets, rocket artillery and platoon guns, the Mongolian cavalry used by the tide was also turned into powder like the sea water colliding with the coastal reef.

The war entered its most brutal phase at this moment. The Qing army surged up one by one, and dispersed like a cloud; Retreat, regroup, and come up again.

Gui sent the artillery to the east, he knew it was wrong, but he still concentrated more and more cannons, especially the new ones of good quality, on the right flank. There is no way, otherwise the artillery in other places may not be able to wait for it to come in handy, and the entire Qing army will be finished.

Shells fell staggered, rockets staggered, and columns of smoke rose from the battlefield, reaching into the sky. However, the rockets of the Fu Han Army did not fall from the sky, and they also needed to be transferred back and forth. At first, the mushroom-like columns of smoke rose twenty or thirty at the same time, but then they were all gone, and they seemed to be bursting in clusters, which seemed to be a lot, but in fact the number of emissions was decreasing.

The dust is flying, and you can vaguely see the human body lifting up into the sky. The earth and rocks were shaken down and fell with a clatter. The artillery positions on both sides were shrouded in white smoke. Moreover, the bilateral artillery positions are also moving forward more and more, and the hot air balloons raised by the Fu Han army will not be able to see through the white smoke clouds. The smell of gunpowder filled the battlefield, choking people out of breath.

When the Qing army charged, it was quite emotional, the officers straightened up, raised their sabers forward, and the infantry behind them suddenly poured out!

The smoke in front of the infantry phalanx was so thick that I couldn't see anything clearly. The only thing I could hear was the long and short whistling of people coming from the other side.

The 1st Garrison Division was under relatively great pressure. A large area of the Qing army's black oppression, the crowd is not surging, but dripping! The obvious scene was that when the Qing army's Eight Banners New Army was dispatched, the two sides continued to fire each other for nearly a quarter of an hour before that part of the Eight Banners New Army collapsed and fled.

The pressure on the 1st Garrison Division was enormous, and its combat effectiveness was declining. Just what about the Qing army? Their pressure is also very high.

The soldiers of the Fu Han Army wearing the uniforms of the Great Red Army lined up in a dense array, the officers stood at the head of the line, holding sabers to lead the soldiers forward, and the bayonets were bright and dazzling on the rows of rifles. The entire battlefield is almost crammed with them! And the Qing army under their guns was all kinds of heart-rending shouts and all kinds of embarrassment. Although the red army tide was slow, it was always approaching the Qing army.

The faces of the Qing artillery commanders were twisted excitedly, "Fire!" Fire! "Repeater yelled and shouted.

Iron bullets killed and injured the soldiers of the Fu Han Army in the dense queue of the Fu Han Army, just like a red blanket spread over the entire battlefield, the iron bullets fell, and there were small gaps on the red carpet, but the gaps were filled by the follow-up soldiers in an instant. The large red carpet continued to swell forward at a slow but firm pace.

The artillery shells of the Qing army ploughed from the front of the team to the middle, and iron balls whistled and flew in all directions, and each solid bullet landed and flew up a mass of flesh and blood. The command knife of the officer of the Fu Han Army always moved straight forward, and whether it was an officer or a soldier falling, someone would soon stand up to fill the vacancy.

The flag soldiers showed a ruthless force in this battle, but their tidal assault, in the face of rockets and guns, was like a fool who specializes in climbing down a lightning rod to recruit lightning splits, and every time they fell a large number of them in the trembling. The screams rang out uncontrollably, and the soldiers were all over the place, and there were people everywhere. Blood was constantly splashed in the crowd, and the screams were grounded.

Luckily, He Lin finally didn't survive this combination, only felt that his chest was slammed by something he didn't know, and then the strength of his whole body quickly flowed away, and the whole person fell to the ground with a poof, but his consciousness remained awake when he fell. He Lin turned his head with difficulty, the soldiers under him were no longer the original training army, but the flag soldiers, the flag soldiers of the Eight Classics, all of them were the Beijing flag under the root of the imperial city, which was the foundation of Daqingguo.

A team of seven or eight hundred people, how many rounds of guns have been fired? There aren't a few people standing anymore!

"Drive out the Tartars and restore China; Wash away the dust and reorganize the mountains and rivers......"

"Drive out the Tartars and restore China; Wash away the dust and reorganize the mountains and rivers......"

The shouts of the Fu Han army sounded, and Chen Ming sent the 2nd Division of the Shandong Army to reinforce the 1st Garrison Division, and the 2nd Garrison Division aimed at the left flank of the battle line, that is, the west end of this battlefield, and launched a fierce attack. That's a lot faster than here in the East.

"The Qing army is booming, they are booming! Brothers, rush! Come on! ”

The smooth progress of the left-wing battlefield and the high-pitched shouts were quickly reported to Chen Ming's hands. Chen Ming looked at the soldiers of the Qing army on the other side, but as far as the existing infantry was concerned, there were no more soldiers of the Qing army. But there are still several morale clouds behind the Qing army's battle line, and judging from that intensity, Ah Gui still holds the hole cards in his hand.

It's just that these people seem to be hidden behind Du Ji by Ah Gui, covered by gunsmoke, even if it is a hot air balloon, they can only take a rough look. Therefore, Chen Ming always held the Guards Brigade, the Cavalry Brigade, the Shandong Cavalry Regiment, and the Second Brigade of the First Division of the Jiangsu Army.

It's half past six. It's getting dark.

Hailancha appeared in the cavalry group of the Qing army. This is a cavalry of 30,000 men. Except for the cavalry of the Shibaihu Village battlefield and the cavalry of Hexi Wu, this is all the horse teams that can be controlled by the Manchu Qing.

"For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, for the emperor, and for ourselves!"

"Rush—"

Hailancha shouted, and the saber in his hand slashed towards the flank of the Fu Han army, and the cavalry of 30,000 people ran slowly from the east end of Du Ji like a surge. Their voices were not loud, but Chen Ming noticed this immediately.

"Order, cavalry ready!"

The seven thousand cavalry of the Fu Han Army, who had been sitting on the ground resting, suddenly flashed with surprise. A united army, what is the most depressing thing in the war? It was the comrades-in-arms who fought hard, but they stayed out of it!

The sound of "Angang Ang ......" came from behind Chen Ming, and even the horse that Chen Ming himself sat on was amused by the sound of the horse's sound and couldn't help but dig down the soil.

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief! "At the east end of the battlefield, there was a huge shout like a tsunami, accompanied by the sound of horses' hooves that shook the ground! Thirty thousand cavalry, thirty thousand cavalry!

Chen Ming's face tightened, because he had heard the sound of the cavalry of the Fu Han Army marching, he obviously felt the strength and weakness of the two sides. I don't know if it's his delusion, but he feels that the sound of horses' hooves on the opposite side is at least ten times louder than when the seven thousand cavalry of his own army move.

Hailancha led a large mixed force of 30,000 Jingqi vests, Mongolian cavalry, and Zhili Green Battalion cavalry, and rushed towards the Fu Han army.

"Brothers, let's rush for a while and crush the ranks of traitors! Meritorious service, right today. Delentai raised his arms and shouted.

"With the blood of thieves, we will sacrifice the hundreds of thousands of heroic souls who died in the nation! Revenge, revenge! Eledan held a spear and shouted.

The two rising stars in the Qing army, a pair of fierce tigers who were pressed to death by Hailancha, and the two of them who had been holding back for several hours, stretched out their sharp claws at this moment.

"Kill ——!" The cavalry responded with the roar of the mountain and the tsunami.

As soon as Delentai's legs clamped the horse's belly, he was the first to rush out of the array, followed by Erle Dengbao, and the two of them took the elite warriors of the 30,000 cavalry, and soon annihilated Hailancha, who was in the lead.

When Hylancha's figure reappeared, he and his Goshha were already behind the two leading elites.

The cannons of the Fu Han army rang out, the sound of flowering bullets exploded, and from behind Delentai, the screams of people and the sorrow of horses were constantly heard. After walking a mile further, the speed of the horse increased to a trot, and Delentai could clearly see the infantry of the Fu Han army on the flank, as well as the muskets raised in the hands of the rebels.

"Boom, boom, boom......" A huge roar came, and Delentai felt a wave of heat blowing behind his neck, and he knew that it was the fire dragon bullet of the Fu Han Army. Da Qingguo could still survive it, so he squatted in the tunnel and cooperated with the cavalry to break the battle, and the Fu Han army, which lacked war horses, could not hit Beijing at all. However, the appearance of the fire dragon bullet made the previous tactics quickly withdraw from the battlefield, no matter how well you build the trenches, you can't stop the bombardment of the Fu Han army, and when the Qing army can no longer resist the offensive of the Fu Han army, all the plans are all in vain.

It can be said that Da Qingguo was defeated by that fire dragon bullet.

Delentai was even more angry in his heart, the good green fruits, the good Qianlong prosperous times, are now all ruined. A flowering bomb landed on Delentai's side, and several of his riders fell to the ground in unison.

The battlefield is a very strange place, some people charge into battle, always rush to win, and those who are not afraid of death will not die; And what about some people? Greedy for life and afraid of death, hiding in the crowd, not taking the lead, not ranking first, but the dead can't die again.

Delentai was now inspired by an inexplicable violent emotion, holding a bow and arrow in his right hand and an arrow in his left hand, leaning over and speeding forward, with only one thought left in his heart, rush in, rush in, shoot the bastard on the opposite side, and hack the dog thing on the opposite side!

Then a cannonball exploded on his side, and Delentailian and his horse were tossed to the ground by the blast of the explosion, but he rolled off the ground with great dexterity, approached an empty horse running in two large strides, grabbed the reins, turned over on the horse's back, and continued to beat the horse forward!

The cotton armor of the banner soldiers was somewhat resistant to shrapnel from flowering shells, but what about the Mongol cavalry and the green battalion? The flying shrapnel was like a note from death, burrowing into their defenseless bodies, into the depths of their hearts, frantically tearing through their internal organs.

"Don't be afraid, don't flinch, keep charging!"

Eledenbao yelled. In the splash of blood, he still calmly encouraged his subordinates.

The cavalry was very powerful and very lethal, but in the movement of high speed, no matter what kind of blow, they could only continue to charge forward, because turning around on the battlefield and exposing their backs to the enemy would cause them to suffer more casualties. When the cavalry group is assaulting, the thrill of speed and the strength of the group can make the cavalry forget the fear of death for a while, relying on the absolute indomitable and high morale of rushing to the end.

Instinct drove the cavalry of the Qing army to continue to move forward, and with such a large army, the cavalry in front did not even dare to slow down, let alone hit the horse at the oblique place and flee from the battlefield. I'm afraid that before he could escape the torrent of cavalry, the man was already knocked to the ground by the cavalry behind him. The dense troops were desperately beating their horses and galloping wildly, and as long as they were wrapped in the middle of the cavalry, it was difficult to come out again.

It's just that in the eyes of the Qing cavalry, the road under their feet is no longer a flat wilderness, but a road of hell and death full of thorns, and every step forward will leave corpses all over the ground. There were horse carcasses and human carcasses.

"Put!"

A small red flag raised high fell in front of the rocket artillery position, and the signal soldier could clearly feel the touch of the flag cutting through the wind when the small flag in his hand fell, and the feeling seemed to become stronger.

Thirty six-barreled rocket launchers, twenty four-barreled rocket launchers.

A full two hundred and sixty rocket shells.

Even Chen Ming himself had never seen so many scenes of rockets exploding instantly.

That spectacular scene far exceeded the power of the artillery group of this era, and the majestic high temperature and hot wind made the temperature of the entire battlefield seem to be instantly higher, and Chen Ming felt a wave of heat hit his face. With superhuman eyesight, he could vaguely see the Qing cavalry swept away in the flames of the explosion.

The red tassels fluttering high on the lightning rod turned into ashes in an instant, and the cotton armor, clothes, and mane of the war horse seemed to be burned in an instant. One mushroom cloud after another appeared in the Qing cavalry sequence, and these seemingly fierce Qing cavalry were pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered in the slaughterhouse at this moment, without the slightest ability to resist.

"Didi, Di, ......"

The sound of the cavalry charge horn sounded.

The soldiers of the 5,000 cavalry brigade formed ten 100x5 matrices with red flags, and the cavalry in the first two rows were all armed with a long cavalry spear, and the spearheads were shining silver in the sun.

The left and right flanks were guarded by soldiers from the Shandong Cavalry Regiment, and the seven thousand cavalry in Chen Ming's hands were all sent at once this time.

The hooves of the horses trampled the earth with a loud roar, and the sound of the horses in the jogging was like the muffled thunder of summer.

But the 5,000 cavalry, the 5,000 cavalry like an iron wall, compared with the chaotic horse team of the Qing army opposite, some want to escape, some lose their souls, some have no fighting spirit, some are stupid, and some are still high, scolding loudly to cheer up the cavalry around them, a mess of wool like a team, there seems to be no doubt who wins and who loses.

The two sides approached to three hundred paces, and the cavalry of the Fu Han army began to accelerate.

Of course, they could not make the heads of the horses in the attack the same order, but the charge had not been in disarray until now, and the fruits of the arduous training of the cavalry brigade would have given them the most delicious fragrance today.

The dense sound of hooves slowly converged into a rumbling sound, which seemed to be fairy music in Chen Kaishan's ears, making people flutter like immortals.

Ah Gui had already closed his eyes, the title of secretary of the military department, the counselor of the army, and the father-in-law of the Qing Emperor, the rich monk, fell to the ground in despair, his eyes were full of despair, despair deep into the bone marrow. "It's over! Finished! Da Qingguo is really coming to an end. ”

Ah Gui covered his eyes with his trembling hands, he didn't want to see the next Manchu army defeat like a mountain, the battlefield more than ten miles wide, there would be corpses of the Qing army everywhere, right? The remains of a flag soldier wearing cotton armor of the Eight Banners will lie all over the battlefield.

The Eight Banner Soldiers, the Heavenly Soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, the flag soldiers who symbolized the noble banner people in the past, and the cotton armor of the flag soldiers that symbolized the nation, are now like a lowly weed that is not seen by people and falls to the ground......

It took a long time for Ah Gui to slowly take his hand away, and now it was as long as the entire spring, summer, autumn and winter in less than a second. He thought of the resentment against the emperor in his heart, and felt that Yonghui was not worthy of being the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. But the reality is so cruel that Ah Gui can't bear it.

An army of more than 100,000 people, defeated, is not unusual, but how can it be defeated without the power to fight back, and it is so defeated that it is completely crushed and swept by the Fu Han army, Ah Gui can't forgive himself. He was now ridiculous about his previous psychology. Isn't that ridiculous......

A string of tears flowed silently down his old face, and Ah Gui didn't cry at all, just let the tears keep flowing down.

In his heart, a strong and extreme feeling erupted in his chest, and Ah Gui's eyes were bloody, but he didn't have the slightest fear. In his sight, people, horses, and flags were all stained with a layer of blood, and his hands and feet began to become numb, and his heart was pounding like a drum.

"The ancestors' country is gone, but the banner people still have to live......"

Two lines of blood and tears fell from Ah Gui's eyes, and the rich monk was so shocked that he didn't dare to howl anymore. The surrounding Manchu high-level officials looked at Ah Gui in horror one by one, and wanted to shout for someone to 'treat' the handsome, but they couldn't say anything.

"If Hailancha is still alive, you all listen to Hailancha's orders."

"Great handsome......" A group of Qing army members exclaimed.

Ah Gui was like a statue, without the slightest reaction, and continued what he wanted to say: "And I, who lost my teacher and misled the country, collapsed the country, if I don't die, how can I warn the world, how can I comfort the soldiers who died on the battlefield?" When you go back and tell the emperor, Ah Gui is ashamed of the Qing Dynasty and the ...... Emperor Daxing ......"

Like a heavy hammer suddenly breaking the drum surface, Ah Gui's heart felt a sharp pain, the whole body stiffened, and his eyes turned from red to black, and he had already swallowed the last breath of his life.

In the midst of the defeat of the chaotic army, Hailancha, who fled in disarray under the protection of Delentai, shed tears, wept bitterly, and howled heartbreakingly, like a wounded wolf, facing the night in the wilderness, and the tragedy was mixed with anger and sadness that could not be told in words. (To be continued.) )