To fight a war, you need to die, and sometimes you have to die better than anyone else. If you die too much, you are afraid, and you will collapse. At least until modern warfare, there was no better war.

So far, the Qing army seems to have a lot of people, but it can't afford to die, the reason is very simple, only about one-third of the soldiers under the Qing army are hand-to-hand combat, that is to say, only 10,000 of the 30,000 strong troops on Wutong Ridge can fight in battle, and the remaining 20,000 people, a large part are shotspearmen, and the other part is defenders, and they can't go to the battlefield.

The Fu Han army is different, except for the two independent divisions that have not undergone a series of adaptation and training, the remaining two main divisions and a garrison division are very strict in training, not only training the use of muskets, but also training hand-to-hand combat, so in this kind of rainy day, everyone in the Fu Han army can go into battle to fight.

After a day of hand-to-hand fighting, the Qing army's original few hand-to-hand fighters have fallen more than 4,000 people, and the remaining 6,000 people are also in a state of imminent collapse, and the casualties of the Fu Han army are not small, and thousands of veterans are lying on that muddy land.

At this time, Yongjina was even more looking forward to the sunny weather, if he kept fighting hand-to-hand, I was afraid that the Qing army would not be able to bear such casualties, and sooner or later it would collapse. Although there are still 20,000 Qing troops in Taipingguan, but the 20,000 people are not high in combat power at all, and they may be able to guard the pass with the help of geographical advantages.

"It's miserable!"

Dong Ce couldn't help sighing, even though he had fought so many battles, his heart always had a little softness, especially when facing those comrades-in-arms who got along day and night, Dong Ce would be very indifferent, but he would also sincerely hope that these soldiers who were brought out by him could live well.

The black brush fell on the paper, and the ink penetrated the back of the paper, Zheng Yun, Gao Jie, and Liu Si...... An individual's name was written on it, these are the list of soldiers who died in this battle, including a battalion commander, seven company commanders and more than a thousand soldiers, and when it was written, Dong Ce's face was already covered with tears.

"Don't think about it, there will be many names in the future, maybe one day, your name, my name will appear on it."

Ning Yu lowered his head, his fingers touched the thick stack of rosters, but before he could touch it, he retracted his hand again, and there was a faint pain in his eyes.

Dong Ce stopped his pen and raised his head to look at Ning Yu seriously.

"Governor Dadu, the battle of Jiujiang must not be slowed down, if it really eases up, the Qing army will gather more troops, and it must be attacked tomorrow to completely defeat the Qing army."

"Tomorrow, my Eagle Battalion will be the first soldier in the same year!"

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The terrain of Jiujiang is very special, the terrain of Wutongling is high in the south and low in the north, and there are large hills in the east, which can barely gather the army here, but the relationship affected by the topography, the situation here is quite complicated, and if you want to win, you need more is no longer a strategy, but a collision of each other's wills.

In each battle, the Governor's Office would send a recorder to the army to record the details of the battlefield one by one, and file it for future inquiries after the war. Ning Yu attaches great importance to this matter, so every time he fights, he will arrange people to write down these battlefield data clearly.

Lu Jiong, the new secretary of the army, was originally just a scholar who would vomit when he saw a corpse, although he still vomited now, he was able to record everything on the battlefield.

"It's miserable."

Lu Jiong was shocked when he saw the corpses stacked on top of each other on the ridge, the impact of this scene was so strong that Lu Jiong's hands trembled a little.

"On the eighth day of October, the 3rd Regiment of the 1st Division of the Fuhan Army and the 1st Regiment of the 3rd Division of the Fu Han Army met with the Qing Army in Wutongling, with many dead and wounded, and corpses piling up in the wilderness..."

Boom - Boom -

As the weather gradually improved, the artillery of the Fuhan army in the distance roared again, and dozens of bullets were shot out and smashed on the Wutong Ridge, creating pieces of death in the Qing army's array.

Although it rained heavily, fortunately, the Fu Han army did a good job of preserving the gunpowder, and wrapped all the gunpowder with grease cloth earlier, so there was no resurgence and it could still be used normally.

Knock knock knock---

The drummers of the accompanying team beat the drums more and more intensively, and the soldiers of the Fu Han Army also marched towards the Qing army, they lined up in a horizontal line, stepped on layers of corpses, and gradually marched forward amid the roar of artillery.

After many major battles, the current Fu Han army has done a very good job in the connection between artillery and infantry, and the soldiers can move forward normally under the roar of artillery, and when they arrive at the designated position, the artillery will gradually move back, so they are not worried about accidental injury.

Seeing the Fu Han army under the ridge attacking the position with guns in hand, Yongjina couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, he was full of thoughts that if the Fu Han army launched another hand-to-hand attack, then this battle might not be able to be fought. However, Yongjina ignored one point, that is, in terms of musket tactics, the Qing army was even more unable to fight.

"In the hand-to-hand white-knuckle battle before, we lost miserably, but now we have a lot of shotguns, so we can't lose again."

Yongjina is quite helpless to this group of soldiers, especially the 10,000 Eight Banner soldiers under his command, which makes Yongjina have a bit of a headache, these people are related to the capital, and whoever dies is a troublesome matter, he himself is not as good as Fu Erdan, the family is Jane in the emperor's heart, he is purely a tall man among the short people, because of this Jiangning general, he has reached such a high position.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that the weather has cleared, I have sent someone to send a message to the guards of Taiping Pass, as long as we block it here for another day, and when the Han army is tired and old tonight, our army will take advantage of the situation to attack Chu Rebellion at night, and it will be a big victory if the inside and the outside are combined!"

Yongjina didn't study much when he was young, and he liked to read some scripts on weekdays, like what Three Kingdoms, these became his military enlightenment textbooks, and now when he fights, he begins to apply some of the things in it.

This made the rest of the Qing army generals Zuo are a little speechless, although they originally knew that this Jiangning general Yongjina was just a martial artist with developed limbs, but they didn't expect this person's mind to be so simple, not to mention whether the so-called internal and external attacks can be realized, even if it can be so? As far as the current Qing army is concerned, can it fight at night?

Not to mention, after guarding these two days, it is not clear how many soldiers each has on hand? It is said that it is a real battle of 50,000 troops, but as soon as the battle starts, the water in it will be greater. However, these things could not be explained too clearly, and the generals vaguely responded to the past.

But the current battle can't be fought, Yongjina has no choice but to send a part of the Eight Banners soldiers, plus a part of the Green Battalion soldiers, respectively holding bird guns and going to the front, about 4,000 people, it looks quite spectacular.