"Qi Ezhen, Meng Qiaofang may be under siege! Ren Zhen has sent Zhang Yong to lead dozens of warriors to rescue, but the result is still unknown!"
Niu Lu Zhangjing and Liu Wuyuan were originally a member of the guerrillas in Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty. In the fifth year of Yu Tiancong's reign, he surrendered with his ancestors at the Daling River and now became a member of the Zhenghong Banner of the Han Army.
Originally, he had a dream of breaking into the imperial city to collect money, but he was stunned by the dog barbarians who counterattacked early in the morning. After getting the news that Meng Qiaofang was surrounded, he hurriedly came to report.
"You mean Shenzi?"
Faced with such a terrible battle situation, Zhenghongqi Gushan'e Zhenwang Shixuan had already been overwhelmed. The defense line was riddled with holes by the barbarians and could no longer be blocked.
Not only that, servants came to report the news that a certain unit was besieged almost every moment, but Wang Shi's players had no spare soldiers for a long time, and they were unable to rescue their subordinates from the siege.
Meng Qiaofang can be regarded as a capable general under his command. Wang Shixuan will not let him lose easily, but now that his troops are stretched thin, he can only rely on his own strength to break through.
Most of the soldiers and horses under the red flag have entered the city, except for one Jia La who was taken away by Mele Zhangjing Wang Guangguang and went with Dorgon to collect food and a small number stationed outside the city to guard the camp.
After several hours of fierce fighting, the approximately 1,000 men of the Jia La Zhang Jing Jin Li Division who were responsible for the defense of the west bank of the Cao River were already too overwhelmed to take care of themselves, and now they were completely hopeless.
Now that even Meng Qiaofang herself is surrounded by barbarians, the situation of her troops can be imagined. Wang Shixuan's troops are facing the risk of being attacked or even annihilated by the barbarian army.
"Master! What should I do?"
Liu Wuyuan didn't want to be a surrendered general again. Once he was captured by Man Ming, considering that he had been surrendered to the Qing Dynasty before, he was afraid that he would be in trouble.
There are few people like Zu Dashou. Because he has deep roots in Liaodong, not only was he not severely punished by the Ming court, but he still held heavy troops and garrisoned the important city of Jinzhou.
"...Retreat to the entrance of the cave first and hold on for dear life. Anyone who dares to escape from the cave will wait until the emperor orders him to show his head to the public!"
In this case, if Wang Shixuan wanted to turn the tide on his own, he couldn't do it since his birth, so he had to wait for help for now.
As long as we can hold on to the Jinchengfang area where the cave entrance is located and drag the war until dark, we may have a chance to turn defeat into victory, otherwise it will really be a dead end.
None of them were banner men. They surrendered first to the Qing Dynasty and then to the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, many people on the west bank of the Cao River had been massacred. No one knew whether the Ming court would settle old and new accounts together in its fury.
Wang Shixuan didn't want to be captured alive by the Ming army, so he had to stick to the entrance of the cave unless he had to. If it doesn't work, run out of the city through the hole.
"How's the front going?"
Suddenly, Meng Qiaofang's general Ren Zhen ran back from the front with a dozen armored soldiers. Wang Shixuan hurriedly asked, if the dog barbarian's attack slowed down, maybe there would be a turning point.
"The general is incompetent! The soldiers tried their best, but they were unable to stop Goumanzi's armored chariots from advancing. In addition, the enemy was equipped with a large number of explosive clubs and shotguns accurately, resulting in heavy casualties for the troops. I'm afraid that they should be gathered together, There can only be two hundred at most."
Ren Zhen didn't want to admit defeat, but it was a fact that he couldn't beat him on the battlefield. There was no use telling lies. Otherwise, why would he run back instead of charging forward?
Previously, Ren Zhen commanded three Niu Lu armored soldiers, with nearly a thousand troops and high morale. They all wanted to cross the other side, fight to the imperial city, and carve up the treasure of Prince Man Ming Gou.
As a result, they were bombarded by Goumanzi early in the morning, and then airships and tanks appeared. Our troops reluctantly counterattacked twice, but both succeeded, but lost hundreds of people.
Then they were completely defeated by the barbarians. The generals were injured or killed, and the soldiers fled or surrendered. They were in a state of complete chaos, just like a group of flies stumbling around randomly. They didn't look like the elite they once were.
The fierce battle is so cruel. The defeated party becomes more and more chaotic, and the more chaotic it is, the more deadly it is. The more people are afraid of death, the faster they die, forcing them to enter this vicious cycle.
"Have you ever met Meng Qiaofang?"
When Wang Shixuan considered everything, he did not forget this subordinate. If help can be given, he must be rescued to prevent the emperor from blaming himself.
"Zhang Yong has led his troops to rescue!"
Ren Zhen is powerless towards this boss. Whoever goes up now may be blown up or beaten to death by the barbarian on the spot.
"Retreat to the entrance of the cave! This is the last line of defense!"
Wang Shixuan didn't want to blame Ren Zhen at this time. After all, he was back alive. He didn't expect Meng Qiaofang to be like a loser, not even capable of running away.
After reluctantly gathering nearly a dozen armored soldiers, Wang Shixuan finally stabilized his position with his troops and stopped escaping.
"You bastard! You loser! Are you all just freeloaders? You've all brought the master's face to shame!"
Omoktu finally woke up. After hearing the battle report, he immediately became furious and furious. Even if he was stunned by the shelling, wouldn't a group of Eight Banners warriors still know how to fight?
Everyone talks about killing barbarians with an arrogant look, but when they meet the elite men and horses of the so-called barbarian prince, they turn into mice on the street.
Six Niu Lu's Zhenglan Banner armored soldiers failed to attack the east bank of the Cao River, failed to hold on to half of the defense line along the river, and failed to stop Gou Manzi from advancing.
What else can you do? ? ?
If Master Hauge is here to supervise the battle, and you are so afraid of the enemy and are too timid to fight, you will all be killed!
"Qi Zhen, Tu Lai committed suicide!"
Jingkakamu, Niuluzhang with a yellow flag, and Tulai's tooth generals, carried the body of his master close to him.
"……ah???"
Omoktu, who had just lost his temper and was sitting in the ruins thinking of a solution, was dumbfounded. He really didn't expect that the war situation had deteriorated to such an extent.
Tulai Jue is considered to be a fierce general of the Xianghuangqi, and he can force Turai to commit suicide with his sword, so wouldn't the Xianghuangqi unit he led...
It stands to reason that the combat power of Zhenglan Banner is much higher than that of Gou Barbarian. The combat power of Xianghuang Banner is only higher than that of our troops. Now Tu Lai's troops have been defeated by Gou Barbarian.
Then his Zhenglan Banner and the two banners of the Han Army fighting together are probably in danger. If they don't fight to the death, they will definitely have no chance of victory.
"Zhang Jing, look! The dog barbarian has used a sharp weapon that can burn through the warrior's bones. Non-armored clothes can resist it!"
Kakamu asked his soldiers to carry the body of a warrior of his own to prove what he said. It was not that the warriors were afraid of the barbarian, but that the other party was too cruel.
"...If you are afraid of this thing, wouldn't you have to give up half of the inner city? Gather your soldiers immediately to prepare for another battle!"
Although Omoktu was frightened by what he saw, he still refused to let go. Once he said that he wanted to retreat from the Zhenglan Banner, it would mean that the Qing Dynasty's army had completely failed on the battlefield south of Ma Shiqiao.
After Tu Lai committed suicide, he became the top general in this area. Even the Xianghuang Banner Division under the Emperor's command had to obey his orders.
After efforts to gather them together, the number of troops was only 3,000. The remaining soldiers were hiding in the ruins of Min's house and refused to come out.
If you encounter a barbarian on the road and get punished by others, wouldn't you be asking for trouble?
At this time, it is best not to fight if you can, and to calm down the situation.
The Eight Banners soldiers were a little better. In such a difficult situation, they could still obey the orders conveyed by the horns.
The soldiers of the Han army are simply not willing to take orders from the Eight Banners Master anymore. If you can come to me in person, I will follow you.
Otherwise, let’s each take care of ourselves!
The barbarian dog rushing from the other side is already furious. It’s not certain which of us will die first!
"Chu Ku! How many troops do you still have?"
"It's true, it's more than two hundred!"
Chuku is Tulai's general, Kakamu's boss, and a strong soldier with the yellow flag, but now he also looks helpless.
Tu Lai's army consisted of a Jala, which was an establishment of 1,500 people.
At present, it is estimated that there are only three Niu Lu left, and the troops Chu Ku can gather are less than one Niu Lu.
The estimated figures are just optimistic guesses. No one knows how many warriors will be left.
"Wang Shixuan, how many troops do you still have?"
"Hui Ezhen, there are still eight more Niulu!"
Wang Shixuan was Gushan Ezhen of the Zhenghong Banner, and Omoktu was just Mele Zhangjing of the Zhenglan Banner, but the generals of the Eight Banners were one level higher than the generals of the Han army.
The flag master is the leader, and the Han lord is the subordinate. Under the current circumstances, Wang Shixuan could only obey Omoktu's instructions. Even if he had objections, he could not turn his back on the spot.
"I have sent people out of the city to move troops to my master. Your troops will be the main ones in this campaign. You must stay here!"
Omoktu still has more than 300 Zhenglan Banner warriors, who are more capable than Han soldiers. However, the number of troops is too small. Facing the fierce attack of the barbarians, they can only rely on Wang Shixuan's troops who still have some strength at this time. .
"I am deeply favored by the Emperor and will definitely fight to the end!"
Wang Shixuan may not care about Omoktu's orders, but he cannot ignore the emperor's face. His promotion to the position of Gushan Ezhen depends entirely on the emperor's support.
If the battle was defeated like this, Zhenghongqi of the Han army would not be able to escape the responsibility for the unfavorable battle, and his commander would definitely become the target of public criticism. Not only would he be deprived of the title of Gushan Ezhen, he would probably be demoted or even punished.
Near noon, the Ming army's offensive gradually dropped until it disappeared. This was not due to exhaustion of physical strength, but because the soldiers were all having lunch.
Some foodies have already swallowed their lunch before eleven o'clock, but most people will wait until noon to eat.
It's not that obsessive-compulsive disorder is at work, but that dinner can't be delivered to the front line until five o'clock at the earliest. If you eat early, you will be hungry early, unless you firmly believe that you will die soon...
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Qing army, which finally got a chance to breathe, would not be stupid enough to throw themselves into a trap. The Ming army would not attack for the time being, and the Budai soldiers were at the end of their crossbow.
After only a fierce battle in the middle of the night and a whole morning, the Qing army was not short of food. It was just that no one had the heart to light a fire and cook. They were all eating dry biscuits and dried meat, and drinking some water from their skins.
Even if you are cooking, once the Ming army smells the fragrance, they will follow it and touch it. Then the meal can only be given away, and there is no point in risking one's own life for the sake of the meal.
"Report! Brigadier, the sniper reported that there are a lot of dog Tatars in the front, maybe a strong attack..."
"Order all the troops to temporarily stop attacking after eating and wait for me to see!"
After receiving the report of the enemy's situation, Wang Zhilun, commander of the 6th Infantry Brigade, did not react immediately. Instead, he arrived at the frontline position to take a look.
Under the guidance of the sniper on the roof, I used the binoculars to see many locations where the dog Tatars were hiding.
As long as the snipers don't fire, the dog Tatars on the opposite side will think that the Ming army can't hit them and will disappear and appear in the ruins.
Wang Zhilun looked down at the map and found that the attack launched by his troops in the morning had compressed the Gou Tatars into the narrow gorge area south of Jinchengfang.
Further west is the city wall, and the soldiers of the third brigade can already be seen on the top of the city.
"Commander! Go and see how Zhang Yilong's troops are progressing? If you have any news, report back immediately!"
"yes!"
Wang Zhilun really wanted to use mortars to deal with the dog Tatars in this area, but he was worried that friendly forces would be accidentally injured, so he had to understand the progress of his brother troops before making plans.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the messenger came back and brought three people with him. The first one was Zhang Yilong's adjutant.
Zhang Yilong's Guards Battalion had also stopped attacking and was resting on the southern front. The adjutant pointed out the location of his troops to Wang Zhilun.
"Order the artillery units to bombard the following targets!"
Wang Zhilun was worried that the messenger would not understand, so he directly gave the map to the messenger. He had already marked the bombardment area on it. As long as he was not blind, he should be able to accurately map it.
A special suona sound suddenly sounded on the front line, which was really a signal that our own side was about to launch an artillery bombardment, so that the soldiers could avoid it in time to avoid accidental damage.
The mortar company moved its weapons and ammunition to a position of 100 steps, not to increase the depth of firepower, but to allow the company commander to observe the shelling situation at the front and improve the accuracy of the shelling.
"Boom boom boom boom..."
After the meal, the Qing army, which was getting ready to attack, was waiting for the Ming army to continue charging. They finally gathered together, so that the killing dog barbarian could be caught off guard.
Unexpectedly, the shells arrived before anyone arrived. Most of the houses were burned down due to the fire last night.
This caused some of the mortar shells that flew in a parabolic trajectory to fall directly into the crowd behind the ruins wall.
If the impact point is accurate, one shell can kill more than ten people, and one-third of them can be killed on the spot.
A certain prince gave instructions to the generals of the East Palace Guards. If the opponent's defense area is large and the number of troops is small, they should use a coordinated attack with infantry and tanks.
Otherwise, shelling can be used.
The more enemy troops there are and the more they are grouped together, the greater the damage caused by the bombardment.
The closest distance between the two sides was just a road, but the Qing troops were retreating consciously.
Because once the distance between each other is too close, they are not afraid of the Ming army's cannons, but they are afraid of the exploding mallets.
This thing "whooshed" all of a sudden, flew over the top of his head, and landed between his legs!
If he doesn’t become a dead man, he has to become a eunuch...
Considering the bombing distance of Goumanzi, Qing soldiers with a lot of practical combat experience would take the initiative to retreat more than twenty steps.
If the other party can still throw it near you, then you can only consider yourself unlucky!
This time the grenades didn't come over, but the artillery shells came over, and there were hundreds of them!
Wang Zhilun's unit is almost running out of ammunition, especially mortar shells, but at least there is enough for this fight.
A total of five to six hundred pieces, hit them all at once!
If the dog can hold on, he can hold on, and if he can't hold on, he will die!
Suddenly encountering a devastating disaster, the three troops who had just assembled began to become confused again.
If you don't hide, you will be bombed, and if you hide, you will be bombed!
The scariest thing is that no one knows who will be bombed!
Generals at all levels are trying their best to prevent their warriors from running around, but under the fierce bombardment, no one will wait to die.
The front line was in chaos, and even Omoktu's curses were completely covered up by the explosions one after another!
The Ming army's artillery bombardment was actually not that accurate, otherwise thousands of Qing warriors would have been killed.
But the psychological pressure it caused to everyone was far greater than the actual damage, and the scared ones huddled in the corner.
Joke for the faint of heart?
Have you tried standing on the open ground? ? ?
