Three days later, the 40,000 Fu Han army crossed the Yangtze River and arrived at the east bank, and the Qing army did not take advantage of the pass of the Fu Han army to cross the river, but pushed to Wutong Ridge and Taiping Pass together, but it is no wonder that Hukou was originally just a small town, which was not as steep as Wutong Ridge.

At the foot of the Wutong Ridge at the mouth of the lake, the Qing army camp was stationed here, the army of 30,000 people occupied the entire mountain range to the full, and there were 20,000 people stationed in the Taiping Pass a few miles away from the mountain, the terrain was steep, easy to defend and difficult to attack. What's more important is that the two are very close, and if there is any problem, they can come to help quickly.

Ning Yu led an army of 40,000 to camp under the Wutong Ridge, and the dense camp tents made the Qing army a little dizzy when they looked at it, and they also had a little more fear and worry in their hearts, especially the cannon muzzle erected by the door facing the sky, which emitted a dim light, which was even more terrifying.

Yongjina was standing on the top of the mountain at this time, looking at the Fu Han army below with a clairvoyant mirror, slightly surprised in his heart, he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive, saying that he would cross the river and cross the river, and now he was blocked in Wutong Mountain, and he regretted it a little in his heart.

The flags of the divisions of the Fu Han Army were also erected, with the numbers of each division written on them, and the flags of the two main divisions were fluttering in the wind, and tens of thousands of soldiers of the Fu Han Army were wearing red military uniforms, like a ball of flames, giving people a very shocking visual impact effect.

Knock Knock Knock –

With the sound of drums, the Fu Han army was ready to attack, and the army gathered into several attack phalanxes, and these soldiers of the Fu Han army wearing the big red army uniforms were staring at Wutong Ridge in their eyes, and the bayonets in their hands were already clenched.

Boom –

Seeing that the weather was beginning to be fine, Ning Tieshan also seized this opportunity to carry out artillery bombardment, and nearly a hundred artillery pieces let out a roar, throwing out black projectiles one after another, and they flew towards Wutong Ridge with unparalleled strength.

A large number of projectiles fell into the muddy puddles, splashing the mud all over the place, and some of the projectiles happened to hit the Qing troops on the mountain, taking people's lives one by one.

Seeing that the Fu Han army under the mountain opened fire, the Qing army artillery on the mountain also roared, but it was far from enough in terms of range and power, and they came and went with each other, but for half an hour, the whole air was filled with a layer of smoke, and a large number of bullets were fired by both sides, plundering one life after another.

It's just that at this time, a layer of clouds began to cover the sky again, which made everyone's hearts feel a sigh.

"It's going to rain!"

"It's raining!"

Both the Fu Han army and the Qing army realized a problem, but the Fu Han army was a little more disappointed, although they knew from the beginning that in this weather, there could be rain at any time, but everyone, including Ning Yu, hoped that the rain could be later, or even later, so that they could have a chance to win a greater victory.

Seeing that the rain was about to fall, the Fu Han army took the lead in stopping the shelling, and covered all the artillery and ammunition with a blanket, which could effectively prevent the rain from entering the barrel.

Li Shihu pulled out the long knife in his hand, he didn't like to use a flintlock pistol, he preferred this kind of Miao knife with a long blade, and roared angrily: "Gentlemen, kill the enemy with me!" ”

A whole regiment of soldiers of the Fu Han Army under the Wutong Ridge began to attack the hillside from the mud, and they carried thick wooden planks with them, which could be directly cushioned under their feet, thus temporarily paving a good road for the soldiers of the Fu Han Army to trample on, and Li Shihu was always the first, leading everyone towards the ridge.

In the eyes of the Qing army at this time, there was only dense red, and the soldiers of the Fu Han army crawled up with difficulty under the attack of stones, fortunately, with the arrival of the rain, not only soaked the gunpowder, but also lost the elasticity of the bowstring, so the bows and arrows and shotguns of the Qing army could not be used normally, and the advantage in long-range attack was also gone.

The third regiment of the first division of the Fu Han Army is the most hand-to-hand combat regiment in the whole army, and it has a lot to do with their regiment commander Li Shihu, who is brave and good at fighting, and every time he fights, he is the first person to lead a long knife to the front line, under his leadership, a large number of soldiers of the Fu Han Army rushed up with bayonets.

The world thinks that the Fu Han Army only relies on guns and cannons, but he, Li Shihu, wants to prove to everyone that even if there are no guns, even if he stabs with a bayonet, he can stab this Qing Dynasty!

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, but the bayonets of the soldiers of the Fu Han army are even more piercing, they are intertwined with the front of the Qing army, and each is killing each other with their best efforts, because only in this way can they live!

Li Shihu holds a knife in one hand and a shield in the other, his body is very strong and powerful, he only needs to hit it to knock over the opposite side, and then with a knife, he can take the head of the Qing army.

More Fu Han soldiers used the formation to send bayonets directly into the heart of the opponent, without worrying about the enemy next to them, because they always maintained a line with their comrades. Their mouths shouted and cried until bayonets were plunged into each other's hearts.

"Kill! Fight the enemy! ”

The Qing soldiers were also shouting, but their shouts were so weak, these green battalion soldiers, who had not been trained for a long time, were like a layer of paper in front of the bayonet, and they were powerless to stop them.

The rain mixed with blood, staining the whole land red, at this time on the Wutong Ridge, the corpses of the Qing army were left behind, the defense line was no longer as neat as before, messy and desperate became the main theme on the faces of the soldiers.

The Qing army garrison Batai was born with a blue flag, and began to learn martial arts since he was a child, and later after joining the army, he was directly awarded the deputy thousand president, plus his identity as a flag man, he rose all the way, but after two years of kung fu, he became the garrison officer.

"Kill the thief! Kill the thief! ”

Batai tried his best to wield his waist knife, commanding one green battalion soldier after another around him to rush forward, and he also brandished his knife and rushed towards the Fu Han army, he looked quite fierce and vicious with his big shoulders and round waist.

"Fuhan! Revenge! ”

Li Shihu was not to be outdone, he originally had a foundation in martial arts, at this time, a Miao knife danced up and down, and killed many Qing soldiers one after another.

The Qing soldiers and the Fu Han army fought on this not very steep hillside, the small mountain ridge was already full of corpses, there were already more than 3,000 Qing troops gathered on the ridge, but they were defeated and retreated by the Fu Han army of less than 2,000 feet, and the three-edged bayonet of about three feet was covered with red bloodstains.

Ning Yu held the clairvoyant mirror, looking at the battle on the ridge, his heart was filled with infinite pride, the current army of the Han Dynasty was already relatively close to the army that Ning Yu expected.

Today is the day that the blade is referring to!