Rongquan's eyes filled with excitement. He looked up at the dark and snowy sky, letting the cold snowflakes fall on his face!
"The people's hearts are still there...the people's hearts are still there...raise the flag of General Yili! Attack Ningyuan City...restore the rule of our Qing Dynasty!"
The flag of General Yili was raised, and the herdsmen and farmers saw the familiar atmosphere through the light of the torch, the flag that once fluttered every day in Ningyuan City!
I think everyone thought it didn't matter back then, but you don't know how precious it is until you lose it!
"It's the general's flag... it's General Yili... Oops... it's really the general who has returned!"
Along the way, herdsmen and farmers saw the big flag and bowed to the wind, kneeling on the ground regardless of the cold. Everyone in the army was moved when they saw this scene. They just felt that there was a fire in their chests that could not be burned out, and they wanted to open their mouths and look up to the sky and scream and spit out the flames.
When people unite, Mount Tai will move! Under the guidance of many local herdsmen, the army successfully found its direction and once again bit the tail of the fleeing Cossacks!
Fighting against the rising Qing army, they squeezed all their horsepower and launched a charge in the night. This was a very dangerous action. Many horses tripped over ditches on the ground and even the soldiers suffered broken bones and tendons!
But at this moment, no one cared about the danger. The whole army fell into a fanatical atmosphere of daring to fight. Thousands of cavalry were like the big mouths of beasts, tearing off a piece of meat from the tail of the dead snake-like Tsarist Russian soldiers and chewing it. Swallow it in pieces, then tear it off and continue chewing it up to annihilate it!
The Cossacks were also brutally killed, and three consecutive blocking military formations of about a thousand people were organized in an attempt to block these crazy Qing troops and cover the escape of the Chinese army!
But how could more than a thousand people withstand the raids of so many Qing troops? They were all killed every time!
The bloody battle continued until dawn. It was still snowing in the gloomy weather. The clouds in the east began to slowly light up. The vanguard finally saw the not too tall city wall of Ningyuan City!
I haven't seen it for several years, and the city is even more mottled and vicissitudes of life, but outside the city wall, these Tsarist Russians have built sandbag low walls one after another. These are the front lines of defense to block cavalry attacks.
The panting Qing army finally stopped at the foot of Ningyuan City and watched as the thousands of remnant soldiers fled into the city like rabbits. Many heads were exposed behind these sandbag walls!
Ningyuan City has been armed. Tsarist Russia organized the citizens in the city into an army and distributed many old muskets, muskets, and even bows, arrows and spears!
These people are all procrastinating cannon fodder. They are not qualified to defend on the city wall, they are just huddled behind the sandbags!
Rong Quan took a look and understood roughly that this was the Rakshasa ghost that had opened the Qing army's former arms warehouse, and the weapons they used were all the backward weapons used by the Qing army back then!
They want to use the lives of the people of Ningyuan City to stop themselves, while the remaining few thousand people are huddled in the city waiting for a counterattack!
There were more than 8,000 Tsarist Russian troops around Ningyuan City. More than 3,000 were eaten by the Qing army last night, and the remaining 5,000 were not a small number!
The common people behind the sandbag wall looked at the familiar army and the familiar general flags. They all wavered. People stuck their heads in longing. Finally, some people couldn't bear it anymore. They jumped over the sandbag wall and ran forward!
"I am from the Qing Dynasty...I am not a rebel..."
Bang... Bang... Bang... Gunshots rang out, and the supervising team behind the sandbag wall opened fire. The few fleeing civilians were knocked to the ground, and the blood was soaked in the snow!
The Cossacks on the city wall looked at the Qing army with disdain and said, "You want to attack Ningyuan City? Then rush in on their corpses..."
"Shameless!" Rong Quan's back teeth were almost broken. "Do you think I can't do anything to you? Do you really think I am a vegetarian?"
"Where's our artillery truck? Push it up..."
Eighty-eight-caliber field artillery came up one after another, and the dense artillery array was aimed at the north gate of Ningyuan City. This time Rong Quan spent a lot of money, and more than a hundred cannons were used together. !
"Brothers! After recapturing Ningyuan City, we will also have the most favorable terrain in the Ili Valley... By controlling the upper reaches, we have many ways to deal with the Rakshasa ghosts in the lower reaches!"
"This is the last battle this winter. As long as Ningyuan is captured, it will be impossible for the enemy to launch an attack in winter!"
"As long as we hold on to the Ili Valley to the east, we can enjoy peace until reinforcements arrive after the snow melts next spring!"
"We can't capture this city. We'll be like homeless dogs all winter, and we'll have to freeze to death and starve to death!"
"Fight your last! Fight your way out alive!"
"Fire artillery...suppress the North City Gate!"
Boom boom boom... boom boom boom...
One hundred cannons began to fire, and the entire north wall of Ningyuan City was a sea of fire!
Rongquan's tactics completely exceeded the expectations of the Tsarist Russian commander, because this bombardment completely violated military common sense!
The 88 field artillery is a small-caliber artillery that fires blooming shells. The Tsarist Russians know this basic knowledge very well! Field artillery against masonry walls? Isn't this a dream?
The purpose of the blooming cannonball is to kill the enemy rather than attack the city. Even if this kind of cannonball explodes directly on the city wall, it will only smoke out a black sky and slightly shake the city bricks!
This tactic is a complete waste of ammunition!
But regardless of whether it was wasted or not, the rumbling explosion was really scary. The Tsarist Russian army suffered heavy casualties!
The fierce Cossacks couldn't stand anymore. They hid in the corners of the city wall with their hands on their heads and their ears. Some of them hid in the debris and shivered!
The officers who were watching the battle even put a few broken shields on their heads, and then huddled up in the corners of the city wall!
What Rong Quan wanted was to suppress the enemy troops, and what he wanted was to frighten the enemy troops. While shelling, more than 4,000 Qing troops charged towards the sandbag wall position!
"Get ready to shoot...get ready to shoot...anyone who dares to disobey orders will be killed without mercy!" The Tsarist Russian supervisory team outside the city roared hysterically, whipping with all their strength, and sabers slashing at the people who disobeyed orders!
Who would have thought that when these cavalrymen rushed forward to a distance of fifty or sixty meters from the position, they suddenly loosened their formation and jumped off their horses!
They drew out their daggers and stung the horses' butts. The horses dragging empty saddles screamed and continued to charge forward!
Bang bang bang... bang bang...
Scattered muskets finally opened fire, but this wave of bullets was completely blocked by the horses, and the cavalry turned into infantry charging into the battle!
"Fathers and fellow villagers! Uprising in front of the battlefield! Fight with them! We are here to save you..."
The first batch of death squads rushed towards the position, their roars and the sound of cannons on the wall behind them were all over the battlefield!
"Rebellion! Kill these Rakshasa ghosts!" There will always be people behind the sandbag wall who will resist. A few young men picked up blunderbuss and shot the Tsarist war team's faces into pockmarks!
The screaming Rakshasa ghost covered his face with his hands, and a young man behind him thrust forward with a spear, directly piercing his heart!
"Rebellion! Rebellion! Kill the Rakshasa ghost...and welcome the general!"
The northern defense line of Ningyuan City suddenly fell into chaos and soon fell into a bloody battle!
