In the space of the two earthen walls, there were Qing soldiers shouting wildly, most of them fled back like a tide, especially the Eight Banners Mongolian army that followed behind, and they all ran faster.

The Shunxiang army kept catching up with them, slashing and stabbing them one by one, killing them one by one, and some of them also tripped and fell. However, those Qing soldiers had no heart to resist, either screaming and fleeing for their lives, or kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and no one turned back to fight.

Han Zhong was too excited, stepping on a pile of bloody and slippery intestines, which had frozen in the cold weather, like stepping on a watermelon peel or a banana peel, Han Zhong swooped forward, just pounced on a white flag Qing army vest.

The vest came from nowhere, screaming and shaking off Han Zhong's body, like a divine help, he got up in a series of hurdle movements, and then rushed over the earthen wall that was a man high for him, after he jumped over the earthen wall, there was a loud noise outside, and he didn't know what was going on. "Fresh goods, run fast......"

Han Zhong, supported by the guards beside him, got up a little embarrassed and continued to lead the army in pursuit. Soon there were not many Qing soldiers inside the earthen wall, and then a large group of Shunxiang troops chased straight beyond the soil wall, chased and killed those Qing army routs, and drove them to attack the large array behind them. Han Zhong and Wen Fangliang pursued and killed, and Wang Dou led the fire gun soldiers to still not move behind the second earthen wall.

Wang Dou exhaled a thick white breath in his nose, and looked out of the wall, where the corpses of the Qing soldiers were covered with different deaths, and they were lying on the ground or lying on the mud bags and baskets.

More stumps of the Qing army were smashed by artillery, accompanied by pools of blood on the ground. Like the corpses of the Qing army, they are all frozen and stiff in the cold winter.

Those helmets, weapons, and banners were scattered everywhere, look at their dense corpses......

"Tam should have killed more than a thousand Tartar soldiers......

Wang Dou heard the soft voices of the officers beside him

"This wave of slave thieves has lost a lot."

I don't know when, Lu Xiangsheng came to Wang Dou's side, the expression on his face was very exciting, and his Chinese army general Chen An was also breathing desperately beside him.

The Qing army's formation Wang 4 saw it clearly, he discussed with Lu Xiangsheng, made up his mind, held the second trench wall, and waited for the Qing army to come in, and then concentrate firepower to give them the maximum damage, to see who shed more blood and who could hold out to the end.

After the Qing army advanced ten miles in a large array, it seemed that more people were transferred to the two flanks, and they continued to attack like a tide, and in addition, they turned artillery and began to shoot continuously at the positions of the Shunxiang army.

Each wave of dozens of large and small iron balls roared in, like the ground shaking the mountain, and the two hard earth walls were constantly collapsed by dozens of pounds of iron balls. The mud basket between them was thrown into the air, and the dirt flew in the middle, accompanied by pieces of cloth and wood scraps.

The flying dust was still mixed with thick blood mist, and the corpses of those Qing soldiers were constantly picked up by the shells that were hit, and the blood of the stumps flew everywhere.

Shells continued to roar into the tents, more tents were knocked down, more chariots were shattered in the core line, and the grain and grass in the interior were damaged. There are also an increasing number of wounded and wounded among the doctors. Nowhere seems to be safe.

Behind the second earthen wall of the Shunxiang Army, in addition to piling mud bags and earthen baskets on the ground, between the Qing army's artillery, the sergeants also desperately dug trenches, dug one after another in the camp, and then many sergeants hid inside. Of course, it also depends on luck, if the iron ball is smashed on the spot, there is no way to hide in the trench.

The Qing army's two Hongyi twelve-pound guns, two Hongyi twenty-pound cannons continued to fire artillery, wave after wave, roughly every three waves stopped for a quarter of an hour, so that the gunboats dissipated heat, obviously the Qing gunners over there had someone to understand.

As Lu Xiangsheng's command car, the Yuan Rong car had been smashed, and the lookout car was still there, but the Shunxiang Army standard-bearer on Diao Dou was constantly breaking out in a cold sweat, and if the two chariots under him were hit and fell from a height of dozens of meters, he was afraid that he would ......

Although there are earthen walls, mud bags and baskets, and trenches to block them, the casualties of the soldiers of the Shunxiang Army and the Dubiao Battalion are not large, but this psychological pressure is too great (). If the whistling iron ball hits someone, it is better to die on the spot.

Wang Dou and Lu Xiangsheng hid behind the second earthen wall, and couldn't help but be frightened when they watched a cannonball whizz over their heads. What worries them even more is the military situation on the two wings, the shouts and killings over there are one after another, and they don't know if Yang Guozhu and Hu Dawei on the two wings can resist under the onslaught of the Qing army.

Finally, the artillery of the Qing army stopped, and Wang Dou estimated that they had fired more than 20 cannons per artillery, and they should stop to dissipate heat for half an hour, otherwise the Hongyi cannon would explode.

Wang Dou and Zhuo Xiangsheng stood up, there was a mess in front of them, and they heard the sound of the war drums of the Qing army, and shouted loudly in front, it seemed that all the Qing soldiers in front were charging, and they were rushing towards the Shunxiang army defense line like a tide.

Looking at the black pressure in front of him, Wang Dou took a breath, Dolgon will not crush all the troops*. 7o bar?

Lu Xiangsheng beside him said quietly: "Guoqin, life and death, just today, it seems that the slaves and thieves are willing to destroy us!" His tone was calm, and his face was full of determination.

Wang Dou hadn't spoken yet, but he heard the shouts and killings on both wings getting louder and louder, and suddenly one of Yang Guozhu's personal soldiers rushed over covered in blood, and reported anxiously to Lu Xiangsheng: "Governor, General Zhang has died in battle, most of the slaves and thieves have poured in, Yang Junmen and General Guo are fighting with the enemy, and the last general's camp is in urgent need of reinforcements." Wang Dou was shocked: "Xuanfu counselor Zhang Yan died in battle?" ”

At the same time, Hu Dawei's lieutenant general Hu Zichen also rushed over, and said urgently to Lu Xiangsheng: "I$L minister, a large number of slaves and thieves on the right wing are pouring in, and my battalion is not enough, please support the governor." Lu Xiangsheng said violently to Wang Dou: "Guoqin, this place will be handed over to you, and this governor will personally lead the army to support the two."

Wang Dou dragged him to death: "Governor, the last general can adjust some troops to support, and the governor doesn't have to go into danger!" ”

The crowd of people around the camp rushed in, and an overwhelming stiff Chinese voice sounded: "Kill the king, kill the king, kill the king......"