Two rounds of grenades completely crushed this group of charging Qing troops, and no one dared to stand up anymore, everyone lay on the ground and remained in a state of pretending to be dead.

God, this is really too scary, just this wave, the Qing army that was killed by the explosion was as many as 300 people, and almost all the brave people in the entire commander camp were killed, but this is also because the Qing army has never seen this kind of weapon before, and it attacked in a very dense formation, which produced such brilliant results.

Dong Ce was also shocked when he saw this result, this thing was so unexpected, it could have such an obvious effect. This also made Dong Ce look forward to the remaining grenades even more, maybe these things could make him really stick to it.

However, Dong Ce also knew in his heart that this was the first time he had used it, and he had achieved such an effect by surprise, and when the Qing army was adjusted, he would also have a good idea of this weapon, and the effect would be much worse at that time.

In the war, not only the Fu Han army is learning rapidly, even the Qing army is constantly growing and improving in order to save its own life, just like the Fu Han army's gun platoon effect is not as good as before, this is also because the Qing army's self-learning is constantly reducing the equipment gap with the Fu Han army.

Strictly speaking, the green battalion soldiers of this era have not completely lost their combat effectiveness, and the Huguang green battalion, which has experienced the rebellion of the three feudatories, although more than 40 years have passed, there are still memories of the war in their blood, so they are adjusted very quickly, and they still have a certain combat effectiveness, so the best way is not to give the Qing army a chance to adjust themselves.

Therefore, the opportunity was rare, Dong Ce directly issued an order to counter-charge, hundreds of Fu Han soldiers took off the bayonet on their waists, fixed it on the muzzle, moved the barbed wire from the inside, and rushed towards the Qing soldiers lying on the ground, the cold light of the bayonet made the Qing soldiers shrink their necks in unison.

At this time, the remaining hundreds of Qing troops were powerless to resist at all, and their courage had been completely destroyed in the two rounds of grenades just now, so they threw away the swords and shields in their hands and obediently became prisoners of the Fu Han army.

Dong Ce was also unceremonious, and directly asked the braids of these captives to be cut, and then locked them in the big courtyard of the town, and sent someone to take care of them. That is to say, in this wave, except for a few dozen people who fled back to their own position, the rest of the people either died or surrendered, and achieved a relatively complete victory.

Wang Wenhuan's face was slightly pale at this time, the scene he saw from the clairvoyant mirror was simply unseen in this life, even if it was a sub-mother cannon and a Weiyuan cannon, it was difficult to create such a bloody scene, and these green battalion soldiers who surrendered without a fight did not give Wang Wenhuan the strength to be angry, he needed to consider a more grim reality, that is, these hundreds of people in the Han army, he had no choice at all.

In fact, this is also the result of multiple factors such as the right time, place and people, if it is changed to an open area, then only 500 Fu Han army is unable to resist, but in such a treasure land that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the two sides of the lake make it impossible for the Qing army to make a detour to attack, and can only attack from one side, plus today's Fu Han army, in terms of weapons and equipment, has far surpassed the Qing army, will have such a result.

Hengrui's face was a little ugly, this time the main force was originally the men and horses of the Huguang Admiral, but after these two battles, more than 1,500 people had been lost, and they were more than 1,500 people with the most combat effectiveness. Although there are still tens of thousands of horses in the Qing army on the surface, except for the 2,000 banner battalions, the courage of the remaining more than 8,000 green battalion soldiers has been lost.

Now, even if it is a reward of silver, it will be difficult for these green camp masters to launch a new offensive. Although these green battalion soldiers are all soldiers for money, no one wants to do this work that is clearly sent to death.

"Isn't it that the green camp doesn't dare to go up again? The Han people are really all gutless rats, taking my money and food from the Qing Dynasty, but they don't do their best, what's the use of raising them? Hengrui said compassionately, in his opinion, even if all the green camps are wiped out, it is just that the dead are all Han Chinese, and after the death, he will recruit a batch.

Wang Wenhuan said cautiously at this time: "Lord Hengrui, this green camp is full of gutless rats, I'm afraid that even if it does, it will only fall into the prestige of the imperial court." The warriors of the Eight Banners of Xiaguanguan are all heroes, and if they want to come to Chu Rey under the iron hooves of the Eight Banners, they can only tie their hands. ”

Hengrui's face darkened, and he secretly scolded in his heart that this Wang Wenhuan was really not a good thing, and he actually let the Eight Banners soldiers go to death, but he had already boasted about the previous big words, but it was not easy to change his words, and he was a little irritable in his heart.

"Lord Wang, in this battle, although my Eight Banners soldiers are brave, after all, the terrain is limited, and it is difficult to fully exert their power. The southern war still needs the Han people in the south to show their merits. "No matter what, Hengrui can't send the Eight Banners soldiers, the reason is very simple, even if these 10,000 Han people die, for him Hengrui, it's just an evaluation of the soldiers, but if these two thousand Eight Banners soldiers die in a few hundred, it will be terrible.

Not only the local Eight Banners in Jingzhou will have a great opinion on Hengrui, this melon vine is connected to the melon vine, and if it is not good, it will be involved in the imperial court, and when the Eight Banners nobles say a few words, he Hengrui will have to go to Ningguta and be enslaved by the armored people.

Wang Wenhuan was just angry in his heart, and deliberately squeezed two sentences on his mouth, so that this Hengrui would stop urging the green battalion soldiers to die, this is not that Wang Wenhuan is soft-hearted, but he himself understands that if he loses too many lives to go in, this black pot will fall on him, and whether he is dead or alive will be a matter of one mouth.

It's just that there are just five hundred rebels, which makes these two big men of the imperial court frown, and they can't decide what good ideas they have at the moment, so they decided to retreat to Erli and set up camp one after another, hoping that the rebels on the opposite side will flee under the pressure of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.

At this time, the first division led by Ning Yu marched all the way, and it was less than fifty miles away from Xiantao Town, which was just a day's march, and spies were sent to check first.

Although the number of military horses in the hands of the Fu Han army is not large, the spies are still equipped with two horses, which can greatly speed up the transmission of information, which can be said to be inextricable on the battlefield.

In the evening, the spies returned from Xiantao Town to report the news of the victory, Ning Yu also did not expect Dong Ce's battle to be so smooth, and he was pleasantly surprised, so he immediately left the camp tent and rushed to the nearby higher hillside, from where he could vaguely see the shadow of Xiantao Town, and could also see wisps of smoke drifting over the town.

"Well fought, played the majesty of our army!" Ning Yu was very excited in his heart, and when he arrived in Xiantao Town tomorrow, he was confident that he would eat all the remaining Qing soldiers in one go.

It's just that when he returned to the camp, there were a few black clouds looming in the night sky, and Ning Yu's face became grim.

Because just now, a drop of rain had fallen on his arm.

This is a big problem!