serious man in the red chamber

Chapter 37
On the tower of Guang'anmen, Emperor Jianwu was leading all the civil and military officials to look at the Tartar positions. In the distance, countless Tartar cavalry galloped back and forth on the battlefield, and those Mongolian and Han green battalion soldiers, all of them with distinctive armor, had been lined up. The phalanx, with Eight Banners armored soldiers on both sides, is indeed extremely sturdy.

After looking at the Tartars on the opposite side, and then looking at the city, the [-] Chinese soldiers of the Fifth Army Battalion have already formed a square formation and are ready to attack. They are indeed the most elite infantry in the Beijing camp. Standing in line in the wind, no one shakes.

Emperor Jianwu's heart surged with pride, and he decided to deal a heavy blow to the Tartars today to vent his hatred.

Today is the fifth day that the Tartar soldiers came to the city. In the first two days, the Tartars tried to drive the refugees out of the city and besieged the garrison, but they were repelled. After that, some troops were sent out every day to plunder the towns and towns, and then the captured people were held in front of the defenders. Humiliated, last night I received a military report from the General Army of Henan that [-] troops had arrived in Wanping, and defeated the ambushing Tazi cavalry in the northeast of Liangxiang, and captured more than [-] heads.

Emperor Jianwu knew in his heart that they must have defeated the Green Battalion soldiers, but this news made him very excited. He immediately accepted King Zhongshun's suggestion and ordered Liu Fang to take the initiative to attack. The Tartars, teach these arrogant aliens a lesson, so that they will not dare to underestimate the Great Zhou Dynasty from now on.

Song Chengliang stood on the side, looking into the distance, worried, then glanced at the emperor to observe his reaction, and finally sighed.

From the bottom of his heart, Song Chengliang did not support King Zhongshun's suggestion, but the capital needed a big victory to boost the morale of the army.However, military affairs are fierce and dangerous, which is different from political affairs. If one is not careful, tens of thousands of the elite of the Beijing camp will be destroyed in one go, so he can't help but not worry.

"I'm coming!"

"Look, reinforcements from Henan have arrived!"

The strange thing is that the sentry cavalry of Henan Wei was able to chase after the Tartar Tanma and attack, and the Tartar Tanma kept shrinking back. Soon, the low-pitched horn sounded, and then the ground shook slightly, and even the city wall could shake. feel it.

In the distance, a sea of ​​red appeared, the huge army array was slowly advancing, and the dense forest of guns gave people a great sense of oppression. Due to the overwhelming reinforcements from Henan, all the Tazi cavalry withdrew to the camp.

King Zhongshun turned to Emperor Jianwu and asked, "Your Majesty, shall we begin?"

Emperor Jianwu: "Let's begin."

King Zhongshun raised his hand.

A row of raised dharma horns pointed directly at the sky, and the sound of "woo woo" horns echoed in the sky
At this time, there was intense and intensive cannon fire on the city wall, large swaths of gunpowder smoke rose, iron bullets roared and smashed into the formation of the green battalion soldiers, blood and flesh flew all over the formation, plowing out streaks of blood in the formation. In the ditch, I don’t know how many green battalion soldiers with broken hands and feet were lying on the ground, rolling and howling.

"Great Zhou Wansheng!" King Zhongshun shouted.

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "Great Zhou Wansheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

Countless defenders of the city raised their weapons: "Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

The city was boiling, and Emperor Jianwu stood there, feeling excited.

Liu Fang, the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army Battalion and the first-class son of Li Guogong, saw the flag of Henan Wei, and immediately ordered the army to advance. The Shenji Battalion was in the middle, and the infantry battalion was guarding all around, slowly approaching the Qing army.

Horns sounded from the opposite side, and tens of thousands of Green Battalion soldiers came over under the command of the Qing Army officers, and the Henan Guard over there also pressed over.

Looking down from the sky, the black army array of the three sides was slowly approaching, and finally stopped at a distance of less than one mile.

The two armies spread out their positions, and a murderous aura enveloped the entire battlefield.

In the formation of the Eight Banners Army, a big flag with the word "Qing" fluttered in the wind.

Under the banner, Yong Qi sat quietly on the horse, and the [-] Banner armored soldiers had already lined up in a square formation and were ready to attack.

At this time, a Tartar came galloping on horseback and reported loudly, "I report to the king of the county, I have not found any other reinforcements from the Zhou Dynasty coming."

"it is good!"

Yongqi's eyes flashed coldly: "Order the Han barracks to attack."

With the sound of horns, the Han army battalion held their shields and slowly advanced towards Henan Wei. The Henan reinforcements were waiting in full force.

Seven hundred steps, five hundred steps, three hundred steps. Suddenly, the sound of the drum was loud, and countless Ertars rushed over with roars. Seeing the Qing soldiers pouring in like a tide, the firecrackers in the front row all had expressions on their faces. Pale, with a blank mind, without waiting for the officer's order, they fired the firecrackers in their hands one after another. Under their leadership, thousands of firecrackers were fired on the first two floors, and smoke rose, and the Qing army on the opposite side fell in pieces. .

Seeing that the first two tiers of firecrackers finished releasing their guns, the third tier of blunderbuss reflexively stepped forward to shoot, and the opposite Qing soldiers fell down one by one. However, the first two tiers of firecrackers began to reload their ammunition. Seeing that the Qing soldiers kept approaching , The gunfire soldiers were very flustered, and the roars of the officers increased their inner fear.

After a lot of scrambling, some firecrackers finally loaded their ammunition, and without waiting for the officer's order, they raised their own firecrackers to shoot. There was a burst of firecrackers, and the panicked and chaotic shooting lost the power of the volley, let alone Aimed at the head, only a small part hit the rushing Qing soldiers.

A shower of arrows came, and many gunfire soldiers fell to the ground. Seeing the Qing soldiers rushing towards them shouting and shouting, the gunfire soldiers collapsed and fled to the rear.

The Henan General Soldier looked pale, knowing that the emperor was watching him from the top of the city tower with all the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty.

The Henan Guard infantry on the left went forward brandishing knives and guns, and the two armies collided like raging tides.

Henan Wei and the Han army camp collided fiercely, with the sound of fighting and shouting. For a moment, flesh and blood flew, and at this moment, no one retreated.

"kill!"

An officer of the Zhou army rushed and jumped, and the long spear in his hand plunged into the throat of a Tartar officer. Before he could draw out the long spear, two bloody long spears pierced his chest like poisonous snakes, and beat him to death. Nailed to the ground, his eyes gradually turned black, thinking of his parents, wife and children at home, he smiled miserably, his lips moved, and soon he lost his breath.

A tragic hand-to-hand battle unfolded outside Guang'an Gate. The spear pierced the chest, the long knife cut off the neck, and blood sprayed, and the broken arms and limbs flew all over the sky.

To the eyes of a thousand miles, the place where the two armies fought was strewn with corpses, blood flowed like rivers, Song Chengliang, Zhang Shangwen and other civil servants all turned pale.

Emperor Jianwu's blood boiled, and he slammed his palms on the city wall, "Good job."

King Zhongshun nodded slowly: "Henan soldiers are available." Then he looked at the Beijing camp, "Do you want the Beijing camp to attack?"

Niu Jizong: "The main force of the Green Battalion has not yet been dispatched. In addition, the Beijing Battalion has to guard the left wing of the Henan Guard, so it cannot be moved."

Shi Ding nodded, "What Niu Shangshu said is exactly."

Emperor Jianwu: "Have you heard that?"

King Zhongshun: "Yes."

Both sides fought very cautiously. The main force formed an array to guard against the opponent's sneak attack. Only some troops rushed forward to fight. This kind of killing is very cruel and requires a lot of courage. The idlers cannot bear this kind of visual impact. and stressful.

With clairvoyant eyes, Yong Qi saw the situation on the battlefield. From these Han people, he saw the courage not to lose to the Jurchens. He knew in his heart that if the Jurchens wanted to take control of the Central Plains again, it would be far more difficult than last time. The stalemate was as early as he expected.

Guard of Jinzhou: "Young Master, let the servants lead the Zhenglan Banner."

"No need." Yong Qi interrupted him, "The Han army formation is within the range of the artillery. If the calculation is correct, the artillery in the Han camp is also ready at this moment, waiting for the cavalry."

The guard of Jinzhou swallowed his saliva. He heard from O Bi that the Shenji Battalion was equipped with 160 cannons, and there were dozens of cannons on the city walls. They could fight up to five rounds at a time, so he nodded.

With the sound of horseshoes, a spy rushed over and reported to Yongqi: "Report! Master E is back."

Yong Qi waved her hand and said to the Jinzhou defender, "Lead ten thousand Zhenglan flags to the right side of Henan Wei and wait for the military order from the Palace."

The guard of Jinzhou suddenly raised his head and said loudly, "Hey!"

(End of this chapter)