Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 658 The Counterattack Begins

The cannons are roaring!
It’s a bit of a reversal of time and space. The fleet of the Qihuo Army went upstream along the Yangtze River, taking the route of the British Opium War two centuries later, from Chongming Island to Zhenjiang, the gateway to Nanjing, but the British army later belonged to the vicious invaders. However, the begging army at this time is a freedom fighter who defends his own country, defends his own civilization, and defends his own national soul.

The nature of the two wars was quite different.

With the anger of the loss of the family and the country, early in the morning, the Yingtian battleship lined up outside Zhenjiang Port slammed shells on the heads of these barbarian invaders.

Boom~Boom~
Several kilograms of lead pellets and iron bombs hit the port, and there was a huge roar one after another. The buildings on the shore suddenly collapsed in large areas. It was like a nightmare. Jiannu stationed in Zhenjiang woke up. The army was fully occupied, and before they could react, the overwhelming artillery fire had already hit them, making them cry for their fathers and mothers.

Zhenjiang’s geographical location is extremely important to both Ming Dynasty and Jianshou. Materials collected from the south of the Yangtze River pass through here to the north, take the canal line, and transport them to the capital to support the Eight Banners army and Jianshou nobles there, and conquer the south of the Yangtze River The general reserve of the army is also here. Like the Ming Dynasty, the Qing court also set up a governor of water transportation here and stationed troops.

"How is this possible? Where did the Ming thief come from?"

Twisting his fat body out of the city, Wu Weihua, the governor of the water transport who had taken refuge in Jianshou in the capital, was stunned. He looked in disbelief at the messy port that had been bombed, and the Green Battalion soldiers crying for their parents, shouting in horror.

"Zheng Hongkui? Zheng Cai?"

"Supervisor! Don't worry about where these bright thieves come from? If the army's supplies can't keep up, we will all lose our heads! Hurry up and ask Fei Yingdong for help, and beat Ming Gouzi!"

Seeing that Wu Weihua was still in a daze, Zhou Lianggong, the imperial envoy of water transportation, almost cried, and shouted anxiously, Wu Weihua couldn't help but tremble at these words.

But even the two Ming traitors were not so conscientious when they were officials in the Ming Dynasty. They became dogs for Jiannu, but their loyalty was forced out. The people bit the bullet and rushed into the port, beating and forcing the green camp soldiers to push them back and work hard.

It's just that the two devils below are not as dedicated as the two loyal dogs who built slaves. The hellish bombardment of more than 1000 cannons from the begging army has already beaten them to death. The green battalion soldiers were still defeated like a tide.

"almost!"

After shelling for half an hour, Song Qingshu finally nodded in satisfaction when he saw that even the city wall of Zhenjiang on the riverside had collapsed, and immediately turned to the side. More than 80 officers immediately stood at attention on the deck, saluting, and no one was there. Both eyes were burning with flames of longing.

Come back to my first battle in Heshan!It will be up to a few of them to fire the first shot!Even if he died in this battle, he would still be satisfied!
Song Qingshu's face was also extremely serious, looking at his officers who were full of fighting spirit, he suddenly drew out his command saber.

"The expulsion of the Tartars and the restoration of China all depend on the present! Everyone, please help Song!"

"I am willing to go through fire and water for the commander-in-chief, and I will do anything!"

"Okay, pass on the commander-in-chief's order. General Lu is the vanguard commanding, and the eighth division of Qi is the front one! The seventh, eighth, third and fourth divisions of Taiwan are the left and right wings. Land and fight to recover Zhenjiang!"

The five commanders who were named, especially Li Dingguo, all showed excited ecstasy, saluted fiercely, and then strode out of the line, and the rest of the officers also showed envious eyes, and then seemed to be holding back their minions. Like a tiger, he looked gloomyly at the shore.

This time it's really a big game, and everyone doesn't have to worry about no battles to fight!

The bombardment stopped suddenly, and immediately from the gaps between the gunboats, the landing craft with four wheels rushed towards the shore like a herd of wild horses, shouting, and the water wheels splashed white waves in the river, carrying a boat on their shoulders. With bayonets and muskets, watching the Zhenjiang port in the smoke, every soldier is also extremely excited.

This time it was a battle of life and death. Song Qingshu took out all his old foundations. In addition to the 22 divisions he brought with him when he withdrew from Jiangnan, he also brought [-] newly recruited colonial divisions from various places in Southeast Asia. This time Those who started the first battle were all newly recruited colonial divisions from various colonies, but most of them were Ming people.

A few years ago, they were here as refugees and wandered overseas in desperation, but even if they established industries in Southeast Asia and had their own land and farms, the Chinese people still couldn't forget their dream hometown. Rushing up the shallows, holding the steel gun in his hand, and roaring loudly, the soldiers of the Beggar Army rushed to Zhenjiang Port in a swarm, and the turbulent battle cry also made Zhenjiang city tremble.

"Recover my rivers and mountains!"

At this time, Fei Yingdong's more than 3000 Zhenglan Banner soldiers also rushed to Zhenjiang. It seemed that Liu Liangzuo, Liu Zeqing and other Nanming troops fought very smoothly. The whip was drawn.

"Brothers, give me your honor, drive all these Ming dogs back to the river, and give all the captured people to you as coats!"

Looting and enslavement were also stimulated by these slaves with red eyes and took the lead. More than 500 cavalry from the Xiaoqi Battalion roared and rushed over. A group of beggars had just rushed to the city from the messy ruins of the port, and were immediately rushed by the galloping cavalry. The cavalry in full armor was no less powerful than a car when they charged, and with their flesh and blood, it was indeed difficult to challenge them head-on.

If it was the other Ming army, it might have been the beginning of the defeat, but dozens of people fell under Jiannu's sword, which aroused the anger of the Eighth Division of Qihuo. The force stopped, and more infantry from the Qiba Division surrounded them from the two wings. The densely packed bayonets pierced through like a mountain of knives, and Jiannu, who was full of murderous intent and wanted to chase the Ming army from behind like before, was stabbed to death by the bayonets. A large piece.

The battle was in full swing. Before the Jiannu cavalry could wake up from the beating, Niu Lu, the Jiannu infantry rushing up from behind, had already blocked their retreat space. On the narrow front of hundreds of meters, the two armies numbered more than [-] meters. Thousands of infantry collided together, fighting with bayonets against waist knives and spears.

Hand-to-hand combat has always been the bloodiest, and it is also the most testing of an army's combat power and will. Soldiers crowded together don't even have the space to retreat back timidly, and they don't even have room to display some large-scale martial arts. Slashing your life with a knife, they came from the north. These Jian slaves have conquered the Ming Dynasty in the past, and I don’t know how many Ming troops they have defeated. It is the time when the morale is high and the murderous spirit is high, and they are full of vengeful anger. The Qiba Division is also determined to win , this battle was extraordinarily cruel.

In just a few minutes, the corpses of the soldiers falling to the ground had already covered a thick layer of the ground, and the slimy blood made the soldiers even unable to stand still.

However, robbers are robbers after all, and the fighting power of the Jiannu army is based on terror and looting. When the opponents they face are no longer afraid of them, and even dare to fight them to the death, the morale of the Jiannu army will quickly drop like a hot knife. Like the butter that goes in.

"Kill! Kill the barbarians!"

Besieged in the center, the Xiaoqi Battalion who rushed up first was also the part that suffered the most heavy losses at this time. They were forced to a corner, facing the soldiers of the begging army who rushed up from all directions, Fei Dongying frantically waved his hands like a madman. With a sword in his head, this man's weapon has a bit of brute force. Several soldiers of the beggar army who rushed up were all chopped down by his heavy sword and died of hatred. The knife cut off the head of a beggar sergeant again, Fei Dongying shouted arrogantly while turning the bloody sword.

But at this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded behind him.

"Don't be arrogant, the Tartars!"

"Lu, Lu Xiangsheng!"

Hearing the thunderous roar, Fei Dongying looked back in disbelief as if he had been named by the god of death. He was also present in the first battle of Jiazhuang, and he still vividly remembered Lu Xiangsheng's bravery, trembling with fear Immediately, Fei Dongying kicked the horse-wheel knife like a dying struggle, and roared, chopping at Lu Xiangsheng.

After living in Nanyang for several years, the fire of serving the country accumulated in Lu Xiangsheng's heart could not be resisted by his little general. With the same roar, he threw the bayonet in his hand more than ten steps away.

With a puff, Fei Yanggu's knife was still a few meters away from Lu Xiangsheng. He himself was pierced to death, and the three-edged bayonet protruded directly from his back, and a puff of blood suddenly rushed out of the blood groove. Looking down in confidence, with strong fear, Fei Dongying threw down the knife and took the reins of the horse with his last breath, and fled backward in embarrassment.

I've been staring at this bloody bandit for a long time. Where can I let him go?In an instant, more than a dozen soldiers of the begging army rushed forward, stabbing the old slave with bloody bayonets in all directions. Immediately amidst screams, Fei Dongying was picked up alive and fell hard. on the ground.

Wow, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, the sinful executioner twitched violently, and finally died, falling to the ground.

After the blood sprayed, Niu Lu Ezhen Kuye covered his face. Seeing those angry eyes, the Jiannu let out a terrified cry, and finally pulled his horse back and fled recklessly. He collapsed quickly at this point. The entire Zhenglan Banner garrison was shaken, and it had been chilled by the bayonet of the Qihuo Army. Jiannu quickly disintegrated like a sand sculpture washed by sea water.

Countless Jiannu completely dropped their knives, guns and weapons, and retreated in embarrassment, crying, just like the Ming army defeated by them, but the begging army did not rush forward like them. Going up to chase and kill Jiannu who fled in embarrassment, Li Dingguo, the division commander who went to the front line, raised his hand viciously, and with a swipe, he killed the soldiers of the Qiba Division who were dripping with blood. Three rows, and immediately pulled the trigger heavily.

Amidst the sound of crackling fried beans, the escaped Jiannu was shot on the spot like cutting leeks.

Just when Fei Yingdong came out from the west of the city and caught the beggars by surprise, Wu Weihua and Zhou Lianggong had already fled back to Zhenjiang City. They were still excited when they watched Zhenglan Qi heroically come out. Shouting loudly, who knew that in just a few minutes, the invincible Jiannu master in the past had already been killed like a dog, and he was stunned in shock for more than half a minute, before Wu Weihua screamed like a pig.

"Close the gate, close the gate!"

Seeing the begging army killed like the tide, dozens of green battalion soldiers at the gate hurriedly pushed the heavy wooden door and closed it again and again. Amidst the dense footsteps and the soaring shouts of Fuwo River and Mountain, the city gate was as good as in Taiqi. The division rushed into the city and closed them heavily, and when they heard the door bolt fall with a bang, the two lackeys heaved a sigh of relief at the same time, but before they could wipe off their cold sweat, a loud noise like heaven and earth shattered and the city gate exploded in front of them, The debris of the wooden door shot out like arrows, shooting all the Jiannu green camps within a few meters into hedgehogs.

Seeing the Ming army advancing proudly behind the door, Wu Weihua and Zhang Lianggong knelt on the ground limply.

Dragging the bloody bayonet to the two of them, Lu Xiangsheng let out a sound of disdain from his nostrils. He didn't even look at the two dogs immediately. He turned around proudly. The warrior raised his sword and lowered it, and the banner of the Jiannu demon dragon with its claws and claws slumped down from the top of the city like a dead snake, and the red letter on the black background, the extremely solemn Ming banner, was once again planted on the city gate.

Zhenjiang is restored!

(End of this chapter)