Cutting 1719

Chapter 92
In the weather of November, the rain was extremely gloomy and cold, and the sparse drizzle gradually became heavier and heavier, completely covering Ning Yu's vision, and he could only see the gray sky.

This is the scene Ning Yu doesn't want to see at the moment, because once it rains, it will greatly slow down the current marching speed of the army. It is difficult to arrive at the scheduled time for a day's journey, especially those heavy artillery on the muddy road It's almost like an iron turtle, it's hard to move.

Cheng Zhien came over worried and reported: "The rain may not stop for a while, and our army may not be able to reach Xiantao Town at the scheduled time. The key point is that if the Qing army launches an attack in this rainy day, our army may not be able to effectively deal with it." .”

Ning Yu just looked at Xiantao Town, which seemed to be right in front of him, and fell into a long silence.At this point, it was too late to do anything.

Xiantao Town.

Dong Ce had stood in front of the battle for a long time. Looking at the continuous drizzle, he hoped that God would open his eyes and never go down until tomorrow. The Qing army was not good at night battles, and they couldn't raise their torches to attack at night. If it is still raining after dawn tomorrow, the Qing army will definitely find an opportunity to attack if they are not stupid.

At this time, many people in the battalion have realized this problem. Some people think that they need to retreat. Anyway, the battle during the day has achieved great results, and even if they retreat, it is a great achievement; some people think that they can still hold on. Moreover, this place is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If they retreat to the Qing army, they will still need to attack back, and the damage will also be heavy.

It’s fine to talk about these discussions in private, but some company commanders have already reported these problems to Dong Ce, which shows a little problem. Many soldiers do have the idea of ​​​​retreating—they are all human, and they are also afraid of death. It doesn’t rain. The weather has barbed wire, grenades, and platoon guns, but on rainy days, the grenades will definitely be useless. If the Qing army attacks and fights hand-to-hand, it will really be a knife-to-knife confrontation.

Time is passing by bit by bit, but the rain has not diminished at all. Both the Qing army and the Fuhan army are waiting for the dawn, and the moment to decide the fate of the two armies will come.

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was covered with dark clouds, the rain was still falling, and the ranks of the Qing army had slowly appeared in the eyes of the Fuhan army. The Qing army that went into battle this time was still the green battalion, but the Eight Banners seemed to be a little bit impatient. live.

Wang Wenhuan has already realized that this time is an excellent opportunity. If he does not seize it, it will be almost impossible to defeat the hundreds of soldiers of the Fu Han army on the opposite side.

Thousands of Qing soldiers moved forward slowly with swords and shields. Although there was no cover from artillery fire this time, the momentum of the Qing army was obviously much more exciting. The soldiers of the Fuhan army were obviously a little nervous. Their muskets and The grenade can no longer be used, and there is no other way but the bayonet in his hand.

"Everyone, in today's battle, our army should adhere to the spirit of sacrificing everything, expel the Tartars, and restore China!" Dong Ce pulled out the bayonet from his waist, and the remaining soldiers of the Fuhan Army knew that it was difficult to fight again. Retreat, even if you turn around and run away at this moment, it will be difficult to escape the pursuit of the Qing army on this rainy day. Only a battle will have a chance of survival.

Many people actually don't quite understand Dong Ce, and it is difficult to understand the thoughts of these soldiers of the Fuhan Army. They can escape at the beginning of the rain. After the war, many people, including Ning Yu, also asked Dong Ce's thoughts.

This young man who has been determined to dedicate everything since the establishment of the Young Eagle Camp actually understood the meaning of his existence after thinking about it all night, which is to help the camp to overthrow the Qing court.

Even if they all die here, the Fuhan army will not perish. One day, the Fuhan army will hit the Forbidden City and take back the Han family, and Dong Ce will be the key to this A key figure, thus leaving a name in history.This is Dong Ce's idea, and it is not pure.

Holding the binoculars in front of the formation, Hengrui could feel the morale of the opposite side through the heavy rain, and couldn't help but admire: "Although these people are reckless rebels, but this kind of courage is the spirit of today's Eight Banners. Warriors are also rare." He still had one thing to say, which was that he remembered the same bravery when the Eight Banners entered the customs back then.

three hundred steps,
two hundred steps,
one hundred steps,

The soldiers of the Qing army finally approached the Fuhan army gradually. They wanted to move the damn barbed wire away, but they found that it was very laborious to chop with knives or axes.

The soldiers of the Fuhan army also began to stab the soldiers of the Qing army with bayonets. The two sides formed a bloody curtain in front of the barbed wire. The remaining Qing army also began to step over the barbed wire, and launched an attack on the soldiers of the Fuhan army.

Dong Ce looked at the rain curtain in the sky with a gloomy face. He was praying that God would open his eyes and stop the rain as soon as possible!
The red waves and the gray waves intertwined and collided again and again, but fortunately, compared with the green battalion soldiers who had not trained for a long time, the Fuhan soldiers who practiced every day were better at hand-to-hand combat, and they also Even more tenacious, the blood merged into the rain curtain, making the whole world seem to be covered with a layer of blood.

"I can't fight anymore! Let's retreat!" The soldiers of the Qing army wailed in despair. More than 300 of them had fallen, and more than 100 of the Fuhan army on the opposite side had also fallen. The army couldn't take it anymore.

Some garrisons and guerrillas supervised the battle in the back, holding steel knives in their hands, and had already chopped off the heads of seven or eight fleeing green battalion soldiers one after another, letting them understand that if they couldn't attack again, they would die themselves.

As the rain decreased, Xiantao Town was already covered with layers of corpses, and the rain also began to decrease. The Qing army had sent reinforcements several times, but it was difficult to break through the seemingly thin line. line of defense.

Dong Ce held bayonets in both hands. He had already killed seven or eight Qing soldiers. He was also cut twice on his body, one on his left arm and the other on his abdomen. Although he had been bandaged, blood was still oozing from it.And the soldiers of the Fuhan Army around him were not much better, and there was no longer a guy with a full beard and a full tail in the entire position.

Finally, the Qing army couldn't take it anymore, and all the soldiers of the green battalion were fleeing backwards. Their faces were full of despair and fear. The Fuhan army guarding Xiantao Town seemed to be all of them. People, this battle caused the Qing army to drop hundreds of corpses, and many Qing soldiers just dropped their swords and became prisoners.

Looking at the fleeing Qing army, Dong Ce finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the gradually decreasing rain told Dong Ce that as long as he persevered, there was still hope.

(End of this chapter)