Chapter Fifty-Four: Ten times the enemy is alone
It was afternoon at this time, and the position of the first regiment on the eighteen-mile village suddenly trembled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Liu Sheng walked in the trench underground, straightened up, and looked at the dust on the ground. The trenches were excavated temporarily, and the mound was rather loose on top. But at this moment, the mounds of soil trembled slightly. The loess trembled, as if a weak soldier was trembling.
Looking at this scene, Liu Sheng, who was sticking to the ground and listening to the movement, straightened up and frowned: "It's here...... There must have been more than 20,000 enemy troops......"
People are boundless immediately. By the time the horses were gone, the ground could already be shaken as if it had caused a small earthquake.
The enemy army was gradually approaching, and Liu Sheng looked at the fortifications in front of him, slightly proud. On the ground, which is nearly a few hundred paces square, it looks inconspicuous, as if it is just ordinary flat ground. But only Liu Sheng understands that this is a fortification that has been carefully built by the soldiers and thousands of people day and night in the past few days.
Under the ordinary land, there are trenches with traps, defense lines with barbed wire, and artillery positions with countless killing weapons such as tiger squat cannons.
They have been waiting for a long time.
Knock knock knock......
The sound of the earth being trampled to a roar sounded, and in the western horizon, a black line appeared, and then the black line became larger and larger, occupying all the space in the entire horizon.
A quarter of an hour later, the Qing army approached the battlefield.
But at this moment, Hu Dawei, who was located in the rear of the first regiment, fell into pain.
"The Lone Mountain Fort has been attacked?" Hu Dawei's brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.
Opposite him was a civilian military advisor who was stained with blood. This is a soldier of the cavalry battalion, his face was full of shame, but he had to say bitterly: "The captain saw that the Tartar army was scattered, so he led his troops to chase and kill him. As a result, it was entangled by ambushes, and the Guzishan Fort was touched in from the foothills of the northern mountain...... Now the baggage battalion and artillery officers and men left behind are fighting fiercely, and I am afraid that they will not last long......"
"The Flying Bear Regiment has to face the main force of the Qing army, and it is impossible to divide the troops. So...... Fierce as a tiger! "Hu Dawei understands very well that the Guards Legion is scarce. The only one who can divide the troops, or who still has the strength to divide at the moment, is the first regiment. After all, only the first regiment had not yet started the battle.
Fierce as a tiger strode forward, heard the situation, and acquiesced: "Within an hour, the last general will recapture the artillery position of Guzi Mountain." ā
"Good! After this battle, I will personally go to the Holy Lord to ask for merit for you. After Hu Dawei finished speaking, his heart was gloomy.
This is the bitter fruit of the siege on all sides. Although the enemy is only killing from three sides, it can actually be used everywhere. It was a great mistake for Liu Zhen to be attracted away by the enemy, but the enemy was able to sneak up on the Guzishan Fort, and it was obvious that he had found the path.
At the moment, there is no point in dwelling on these. He must defend the final bottom line and not be besieged and defeated from all sides!
In the eighteen-mile village position, Liu Sheng stared at the barbed wire fence laid in total, thinking about how to surprise the enemy army.
At this moment, all of a sudden, the friendly troops in the already somewhat empty position retreated like tigers and soldiers in a hurry, and randomly strode towards the north.
Before Liu Sheng could go over to investigate, Hu Dawei strode over: "The fierce Tiger Department has been transferred by me to support the Guzishan Fort and snatch back the artillery position!" Liu Sheng, now only I am left in the position to defend here with your Tiger Battalion, tell me, can we hold it? ā
Liu Sheng listened to Hu Dawei's voice in a daze: "Divide the troops? ā
"The Lone Mountain Fort is lost...... Without artillery, it would be difficult for the Flying Bear Regiment to hold the main attack of Jiannu. Beside Liu Sheng, the military of the first regiment quickly said and occupied, and his voice was low.
"If you can keep it, you can keep it, and if you can't keep it, you can keep it! Unless, this group of Tartars stepped on my Liu Sheng's corpse! Liu Sheng gasped.
"Good!" Hu Dawei nodded: "I'm with you!" Someone came and told Xu Yanqi that within an hour, our department would definitely recapture the Guzishan Fort. Please hold on......"
"An hour......" Liu Sheng looked at in a low voice.
Although the Tiger Battalion has an independent banner, its strength is only 3,000 people. Above the field, despite the fortifications...... But they have to face more than 20,000 opponents, most likely 30,000.
"Ten times the enemy in the field, isn't this the ability of my tiger battalion? Soldiers, the glory given to us by the saint back then is not for remembrance......" Liu Sheng looked at the soldiers scattered in the trenches, and said loudly: "It is used to tell the enemy that in front of them is a heroic army, and we are not afraid of any strong enemy." We are their worst enemies! ā
"Kill, kill, kill!" The remaining thousands of soldiers chanted in unison.
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30,000 Manchu and Mongolian Qing troops have arrived on the battlefield.
"Yes...... There are so many trenches......" Bayan, a Mongolian general, muttered, "Now go and catch the Han people to fill the trenches?" ā
"We have to fight today. There is no time to arrest the Han people, so fill in the past now, no matter whose life it is, it must also be filled. Turai said coldly: "Can't even thousands of Ming troops be defeated?" When will my Qing warriors have to have ten times the strength to have the courage to attack? When more than 1,000 warriors drove away tens of thousands of Ming troops like cattle and sheep, the courage went there? ā
"Rush over! Kill all these bright dogs! Bayan's eyes were red.
Five Mongol thousand-man teams rushed up, spreading all over the mountains and fields like the tide of the sea, rapidly spreading upward. It was only halfway through the rush that the trenches covered with a thin layer of wood were revealed, and the horses immediately fell to the ground when they stepped on them.
Randomly, dozens of paces away, shrapnons covered in grass and countless spears were revealed.
Boom Boom Boom ......
The cannon roared, and the shotgun shot away, combined with the crisp Zhongxing rifle fire, and knocked down the countless Mongolian horse teams that were killing behind.
But there were too few people in the position, and although the firepower was sharp and powerful, it couldn't stop more than 5,000 people from rolling and killing. Bayan's eyes were red, and the Mongolian general was holding a long knife and staring at the backward Mongolian soldiers.
Five thousand men rushed forward, and the fire of one battalion of the Tiger Battalion could not be stopped.
"On the barbed wire!" Liu Sheng's eyes were also red.
"There are too many people!" Hu Dawei held a dry fire gun in his hand, and there was still green smoke on it. It was a special item for Hu Dawei, who had just shot down a Mongolian officer who looked like a thousand-man team.
But the Mongol horse team on the opposite side had already crossed three trenches in a row, and in these three ravines, corpses were everywhere, and the war horses with horns were constantly screaming. The Mongol soldiers, who were temporarily safe in the rear, were desperately carrying dirt bags to balance the trenches and leave roads that could be passed.
Obviously, the Qing army has been preparing for a long time.
"If a thousand-person team can't do it, then go to five. If five doesn't work, I, Turai, will personally press you to go with me! Balhalla, you too! Turai had a calm face, and behind him, the army of the Yellow Banner of Manchuria set off in formation.
Balhalla took a deep breath and said, "Warriors of the Ijin Horo Banner! The Ming people are no longer good, they only have 3,000 people, follow me and kill them! ā
The Yijin Horo Banner was the one with the largest number of people in this battle, and this time it was a big kill, and it was violent. On the battlefield, the Qing army was reinforced again. The whole eighteen-mile village was like a sardine can, densely packed with people, crowded and unimpeded towards the east, like a flood.
Tiger squat cannons scattered throughout the trench continued to bombard, and the spray of iron sand stained the yellow earth red, and the smell of blood mixed with the stench of nervous incontinence.
The people advancing in the rear squeezed the people in front and poured in, and thousands of people were buried in the dense trenches, but they could not stop the Mongols who were not afraid to die in the face of cruel military law.
At this moment, Liu Sheng suddenly understood what the retreating Ming army before facing the Qing army was thinking.
In the face of these fierce enemies, those who can defeat must be more brave Ming soldiers!
"Isn't it just a dead word...... Give me...... Come out! Liu Sheng rushed into the trench and cooperated with the soldiers everywhere to lift a barbed wire wall.
In front of Liu Sheng, Bayan rode a horse and stared at the person in front of him: "This must be a Ming army general, and he is still squatting on the ground in a daze, are you already scared stupid?" ā
The short, stout Mongolian man breathed and held the mace in his hand. His intuition told him that if he killed the enemy in front of him, the battle would be over today!
Just when he wanted to break through the position and slaughter the Ming people as smoothly as killing a cow and slaughtering a sheep, Liu Sheng straightened up, unscrewed a cloud of black smoke in his hand, and threw it over.
Immediately, the originally inconspicuous mound of dirt was suddenly scattered to the ground, revealing three wires standing up behind the mound.
The wire was rather sparse, with only three wires, and the gap was large enough for people to crawl through it. But now is not the time for people to climb.
Bayan galloped away in the filled trench at this moment, and his eyes were torn when he saw the barbed wire fence appear. He didn't care about killing the Ming army general again, he just jumped into the air.
Immediately, Bayan, who was looking back in the air, saw the war horse slam into it, the wire instantly strangulated into the flesh, blood on his neck spilled, and he whimpered and never breathed at all.
After that, countless war horses and soldiers collided with their heads, all of them.
What especially saddened Bayan's heart was that this was a sloping area, which was already conducive to stopping the enemy, and behind the barbed wire stood countless iron frames to fix it, and the thick columns went deep into the ground, and the thin iron wire seemed to be made of a hundred steels, and it was extremely tough, and it was powerless even under the knife.
At this moment, more than 300 tall soldiers with long hands and feet came up from the Ming army, and they opened the iron shells that were emitting green smoke one after another and threw them out, falling in the war of the Qing army, and exploded with a bang.
Bayan's heart was dripping blood, and he struggled to crawl over, trying to pull out the barbed wire column.
Suddenly, Bayan was stunned.
A firearm was steaming hot against the back of his head: "You are captured......"
Bayan swallowed a mouthful of saliva violently and said, "Mingren...... Your barbed wire fence will not be able to stop it for long, we have an army of 30,000, and the lives of the Mongolian herdsmen are the most cheap, with 5,000 dead and 6,500 dead. At most, for an hour, you will still be defeated...... Why don't you let me go now, and I'll let you go in a while......? ā
Bang......
Bayan's head exploded.
Liu Sheng stared blankly at the boundless enemy in front of him: "An hour? Then give it a try...... Unless I step on the remains of my Liu Sheng! ā
Behind the barbed wire, Balhalla's heart slammed into the cold: "This damn barbed wire ......"
Thurai clenched his fists and said, "Push him!" Break this barbed wire, and the Ming people will have nothing to do! Fight and we'll win! ā
Half an hour later.
The barbed wire fence collapsed.
In front of Liu Sheng, blood flowed like a river.
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The battlefield of Kuanhe Senhusho was a mess, and there were people who had fallen everywhere. Tens of thousands of Han'er's clans fought here, beating the dogs' brains on both sides, but there was still no end.
In the Flying Bear Regiment, the grenadier team was stationed on the loess hill to resist Geng Zhongming's attack, Xu Yanqi glanced at the battle situation, and his heart was dripping blood. Behind him, the last reserve of eight hundred people stared anxiously at Xu Yanqi's face.
As the main general, he still withholds the last strength. Although the battle situation at this moment was unprecedentedly dangerous, in the three-way attack and defense, the Flying Bear Regiment did not gain an advantage all the way.
"It's dark in the last hour and a half......," Xu Yanqi muttered, "But it's going to be the most dangerous hour and a half......"
Duoduo looked at all this, and felt more comfortable than ever: "Okay, the Ming army has exhausted its strength. ā
The white flag Gushan Zhenying Ordai looked at Duoduo with reverence: "Prince Yu is really a miracle, the white flag has captured the fort now, and the artillery of the Ming people can no longer fire in a hurry." Now, the last hope of the Ming army is only the Flying Bear Regiment in front of them. Even if it can't be defeated today, after this war, this Ming Royal Guards Legion can become history! ā
"Hahaha, Ying Erdai, you have learned this allusion to Chinese well." Duoduo squinted his eyes and whispered, "But today, I won't let him go!" Long nights and dreams, Yingordai, it's your turn! ā
Ying Erdai responded with a loud voice, and behind him, the six thousand Manchurian Eight Banners Army was ready to go.
In the Flying Bear Regiment, see Ying Ordai on the field. Xu Yanqi was unprecedentedly calm: "It's our turn." ā
More than 800 people marched in formation, and in front of them, Kong Youde's department also separated a passage,
This time, they were no longer facing the fat Eight Banners Han Army, but the white flag cavalry with strong combat effectiveness in the Qing army.
Eight hundred people greeted him tragically, and Xu Yanqi walked in the lead, his chest was unprecedentedly calm, like a martyr who had no desires and no desires.
"Lang General!" Seeing Xu Yanqi rushing forward alone, Shi Dangdang in the north suddenly felt a tightening heart: "General Lang...... Can you win? ā
"The order that Lang will give us is...... Stay until dark. Yang Jia gasped.
Out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but look at the battle situation, and more than 800 of the last reserves were engaged in the battle with Yingordai. After the platoon of guns that seemed to not be broken, Ying Erdai easily divided his troops into thousands and made a detour to the side......
Xu Yanqi was surrounded.
Besieged on all sides, the eight hundred men were like a flat boat in the flood.
"If Xu Yanqi dies, the Flying Bear Regiment will be defeated." Wu Sangui muttered: "He didn't want to win at all, he was just holding on and staying a little longer, but at this time, will there be reinforcements?" Unless Chen Yongfu of Jizhen forgets to die......"
Shang Kexi laughed and said: "Xu Yanqi is dead, I am going to win in the Qing Dynasty!" ā
Knock knock knock......
To the southeast, a drum beats.
"The robes of the Flying Bear Regiment, my brothers from the second regiment are here!" Behind Chen Yongfu, the flag fluttered in the wind.
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