In the decisive battle in Hunan, the two sides showed their own means in strategy, which dazzled future generations, but after the battle officially began, there was no more trickery, and it was completely a hard-fought contest.

This is also due to the topography, the battle lines of the two armies are only four or five miles apart, and there are either mountains or towns behind them, and all the tricks interspersed with side attacks cannot be played. It was the first time for the commanders of both sides to command a decisive battle of such a large army, so it was natural to adopt a conservative strategy, you fight yours, I will fight mine, and follow their own routines.

"Routine? My routine is to sit back and watch the mess......"

The above statements are all whitewashed, sitting on the top of Qingxi Mountain and watching the battle situation on both sides, Li Xi felt that he was a gambler, the dice were thrown, and he was watching it dripping and turning, and he couldn't control the process at all, everything depended on God.

Li Xi set Yizhang County as his home field, and while enjoying the benefits of geographical advantages, he also had to accept a disadvantage. Soon after the battle began, the smoke and dust of gunpowder rose for a long time, and the battlefield was suddenly blurred, and he could only rely on the heralds to grasp the situation, and all the news he could get was reports such as "our unit is steadily advancing" and "our unit is exchanging fire with the enemy brigade." As for where to advance and who to exchange fire with, these details are difficult for him to grasp from the army to the battalion.

"No, it's not all up to God......"

The command of the four armies, the command of more than ten battalions, Zhang Zhang's face swept through Li Xian's mind, he breathed a sigh of relief, what he should have done was almost done, the only thing he could do was to hold the reserves in his hand and release them when needed, and the other scenes had to be given to the children.

"Boys, sing!"

On the west side of Qingxi Mountain, thousands of Qing soldiers retreated like a tide, and the command of the Qingpu battalion made Fang Tangheng's shouting penetrate the smoke and dust, condensing the whole battalion of 13,400 people into one.

"I am Yinghua, Xingtian soldiers, supporting the way of heaven, destroying the ...... of the Qing Dynasty"

"The sound of gunshots, in the nine stars, the blood-stained flag, the beginning of the army ......"

"Zheng Hongyuan, blocking the Tartar soldiers, Lang Songliang, human artillery martyrdom ......"

"Ji Shengwu, the punishment of heaven, the ancient and modern legends, leaving a good name......"

"Tianwang Banner, Qingpu Ju, Tianwang Sword, Qingpu Camp!!"

Although the lyrics are superficial, they point out the history and glory of the Qingpu battalion, and in the loud singing, the soldiers gather around their respective eye chiefs, sentinel commanders, and wing commanders.

The battlefield was narrow, only more than half a mile ahead, and the footsteps set off like a tide in front of him, and the officers and commanders of the sentry wing waved their command swords and pointed down to set up a fixed point. On the wide front, the platoon of guns is like a long dragon, slapping a continuous line of blood in the crowd dozens of paces away. The crowd suddenly rolled back, rushing under the approaching gun-piercing jungle.

"Shao Shen, the general of the middle battalion in Yichang Town, fought with thieves at the foot of Qingxi Mountain outside Yizhang, was besieged by thieves and 10,000 people, Shen was shot three times, and his right arm was broken. The thief shouted to surrender, Shen angrily reprimanded him, and shouted to the sky: 'Kill the thief', Orr killed himself. ”

Stepping through this defeated army, the Qingpu battalion did not know that a certain Qing general lying on the ground wrote a new chapter in the "Yizhang Heroic Martyrs" compiled by the Qing court.

To the south of the battlefield, the Yulin Army in the open front is bearing the impact of the main force of the Yanxin Department, this is the brave Shaanxi-Gansu Green Battalion, even if it has suffered layers of guns and cannons, the 30,000-Shaanxi-Gansu-Green Battalion is still rushing down, frequently rushing to the Yulin Army defense line, and the stabs of the front-line soldiers are already bloodstained.

Jia Hao, who was a little out of breath for a while, finally became angry, raised his palm, pushed forward, and the long horn sounded, and the commander of the Lian Yao battalion made Pan Shiyu shout: "Yao Jialang, Miao Jiahan, step forward!" ”

At the same time, Pan Shiyu's palm opened and closed vigorously in front of He Ming's eyes beside him, and He Ming, who had already raised a lot of height, turned his wrist, and the slender drumstick whirred in a circle, landing on the drum surface powerfully.

Dada, dada, dada...... He Ming couldn't hear the sound, but the vibration of the drum surface could be clearly felt, he had been following Pan Shiyu's side, and there was no chance to shoot and kill the enemy, so he became the commander drummer and passed Pan Shiyu's orders to the whole battalion.

The sound of clattering and crumbling like raindrops hitting the eaves of the house, Miao Yao's soldiers got on the guns, and moved their proprietary straight knives and machetes to the position where they could take advantage of them, and under the guidance of the drumbeat, they lined up in a line and marched forward step by step.

After a while, almost in the dense fog with a large group of Qing soldiers head-on, Peng Peng after a row of guns, Lian Yao's spear stabbing machete burst into the Qing army's formation, these thousands of Qing soldiers in a mess, shotguns and archers with their heads scurrying, will Zuo around beckoning hand-to-hand combat knife soldiers, can not gather the formation at all.

"Onward! Forward! Forward! ”

Panshi Yu shouted, this Qing soldier's courage is much stronger than the green battalion in the south, and it has not completely collapsed at this time.

Although this is a bit ridiculous, Pan Shiyu is still looking forward to the dream of being in front of Yinzhen's banner camp, rounded his throat, and slapped the back of He Ming's head, asking him to beat the drum again.

Pan Shiyu rushed to the front line with the battalion headquarters, and the wing sentry was frightened, and hurriedly rushed in the direction of the battalion headquarters.

Burst...... He Ming went down with a drumstick, and felt wrong, only to find that a feather arrow was pierced on the drum surface, which was shot from a group of Qing soldiers gathered in front of him. Looking left and right, seeing that the battalion guards were tightly blocking Pan Shiyu, and were shooting at the group of Qing soldiers, no one noticed him, He Ming quickly took out a melon-like flowering bullet from his waist bag, which he stole from the grenadiers.

After practicing for so long, it can finally come in handy...... He Ming took out another rope, put it on the flowering bullet, lit the fuse, whistled it above his head, counted silently in his heart for three seconds, suddenly took it off, the flowering bullet flew high, drew a parabola, and fell straight to the group of Qing soldiers.

Rumble...... More than thirty steps away, fireworks bloomed, flesh and blood splattered, everyone looked at He Ming, and one slapped him on the back of the head, both praise and reprimand, if you get rid of it, what should we do!?

"Zanlin, the assistant leader of the general of Jingzhou, fought with the thief at the foot of Qingxi Mountain outside Yizhang, led the Jing Banner to break into the enemy formation, held against the enemy ten times, fell from the horse with a cannon, and broke his left leg. Left and right want to protect its retreat, Zanlin slammed its cowardly enemy, waved his sword at the enemy, shouted and shouted, and his eyes opened angrily, and the thief army also called it loyal and brave when he saw it, and knelt down and worshipped it. ”

Lian Yao's battalion ran over the enemy army, but he didn't know that it was the Jingzhou General's Banner Battalion that was defeated in front of him, and one of the corpses that was blown apart by the flying cannon also left such a mark in the "history books".

"Bayonet ......"

In front of the Baicheng battalion front, the commander made Peng Shilin raise his voice, pulled out his long sword in an uproar, and the vision of the battlefield was blurred, and Jia Hao ordered a bayonet assault, which was exactly what everyone wanted.

"Bayonet, you're so long, you can string three wolves!"

"Bayonet, you have to be long, so long that the soldier brother is not panicked!"

"Bayonet, you are really long, you look like a tartar and call your mother!"

"Bayonet, you have to grow, you are the backbone of the soldier!"

The long-lost bayonet song spread on the battlefield, and now only the Baicheng battalion had the confidence to sing the bayonet song, because the other troops had changed to spears, and only they kept the bayonets.

With bayonets on their guns and guns on their shoulders, the Baicheng battalion burst into the dust and mist like a forest of knives.

Fluffy ...... In front of the round of guns bombarded past, those Qing soldiers spurted blood lines on their chests, and their faces were full of unwilling looks, liars! Aren't you singing a bayonet song, why are you still shooting...... Puff puff...... Then there are bayonets, the Shaanxi-Gansu-Gansu Green Battalion is indeed extraordinary, in the chaos of smoke and dust, the previous bombardment, the current platoon of guns, did not completely break them up, and now they are waving knives and guns, and they hit the bayonet array of the Baicheng Battalion.

The wing length of the wing was injured...... The length of the wing was injured...... Ding wing length ...... Fall!

In an instant, the situation was extremely dangerous.

"Liu Cheng!"

"I'm going to die, remember to bring a hoe when looking for me, there must have been 10,000 corpses of Qing soldiers pressed on it."

Peng Shilin called, and Liu Cheng, the commander of the armor wing with a full of anger, appeared, still wearing a steel armor and carrying a long chopping axe.

The armor wing is almost all ironclad soldiers, weapons are near and far, has been used to attack the fortified position, these more than 300 iron cans went up, steadily blocked the Shaanxi-Gansu green battalion, at this time the direction of Qingxi Mountain also saw the danger of the battle situation from the smoke and dust of the hold, dozens of artillery roared, and the Shaanxi-Gansu-Gansu green battalion that thought it had found a breakthrough and gathered together blew up flesh and blood.

When the flying cannons of the Baicheng battalion followed, fighting hand-to-hand with the ironclad soldiers on the front line, and the artillery behind them was far and near, wantonly recklessly in the dense crowd, the impact of the Shaanxi-Gansu Green Battalion suddenly stopped.

Li Xian noticed the pressure of the Baicheng battalion in person, not only turned the artillery to the Shaanxi-Gansu Green Battalion, but also threw the reserves, that is, the black-clothed janissary battalion around him, to the Baicheng Battalion in front of him, and at the same time, after the Cangwu Battalion and the Right Battalion moved closer to it, it was difficult for the Shaanxi-Ganlu Battalion to insist, "Yan Wentu, the general army of Xinghan Town, led the crowd to defeat the enemy, the horse's legs were injured and fell, and there were hundreds of thieves with blades, and dozens of bullets were killed. ”

"Chen Baitong, the deputy general of the Shaanxi and Gansu Dubiao Battalion, fought with the thief Lily, still did not retreat, folded his right leg, was limited to the thief's formation, looked north and worshipped, bit his tongue and died."

"......, the former battalion of the Ganzhou Admiral is guerrilla and self-defeating."

"......, the left battalion of Hezhou Town was a guerrilla, and the artillery was still fighting, and he died of blood."

The Shaanxi-Gansu-Gansu Green Battalion collapsed, but the generals from all walks of life were still holding on, but under the offensive of several battalions of men and horses rolling like steamrollers, these resistances were messy and powerless, which also left a long list.

The situation of the Zhushan battlefield is completely different from the Caibeiling battlefield, the bombardment of the hundred generals of the Qing army is very threatening, the tiger army and the Longxiang army are not in a hurry to launch an attack, but start an artillery battle with the Qing soldiers, the artillery of the two sides shuttles back and forth, the dust in front of the two armies is in the sky, and the scene is diametrically opposite to the Caibeiling battlefield where the hustle and bustle has gathered in the middle of the narrow place.

"It's not good!"

Yue Chaolong, who led the Hunan Minyong and guarded the Yinzhen camp at the foot of Luojia Mountain, could see the battle situation on both sides, and felt that the sound of fighting in the direction of Caibeiling gradually moved towards his own front, and his heart couldn't help but sink heavily. In the direction of Caibeiling is the main force of Yinzhen's army, Yanxin Division, if this army is defeated, even if it is won in the direction of Zhushan, there is no hope of winning this battle.

"At the last moment, you must have the heart to die and take a risk."

Thinking of the origin of his nephew Yue Zhongqi's wealth, Yue Chaolong gritted his teeth and made a plan, crossing the canyon ahead, three or four miles away Qingxi Mountain was the enemy's artillery position, dozens of artillery guns roared, and the cannon smoke dyed the top of the mountain as a peak of clouds and mist. If Qingxi Mountain is occupied, the thief army will also be defeated.

This calculation was thought of by everyone, Yinzhen had sent many soldiers and horses to test before, but only left hundreds of mutilated corpses in the canyon, and there seemed to be a strong army guarding it. But now that the war situation is urgent, maybe we can take advantage of it...... With such a thought, Yue Chaolong's 10,000 Hunan people did not ask Yinzhen for a military order, so they took it upon themselves to attack Qingxi Mountain.

"Prince Kelsang Tondrup, your chance has come."

Seeing the movement of the Qing soldiers, Long Gaoshan said to Gesang Dunzhu, and the Kangba man's eyes almost popped out.

"If you miss this trip, you won't have a chance, and I'm afraid this battle is almost over."

Long Gaoshan looked at Li Shi, who was sitting on the maza, his eyes empty, obviously thinking about something that had nothing to do with the battlefield.

"Isn't it just the beginning?"

Kelsang Dunzhu is incomprehensible.

"We're just getting started, but the Tartars can't stand it......"

Li Xi suddenly spoke, smiling evilly, not knowing what he was thinking just now.

(To be continued)