Chapter 63: Repetition of Old Tricks (8)
After a little preparation, the two quickly informed the defenders of Guangchang County of the news of the Ming army's attack.
Something happened, and it was with the return of this embarrassed fleeing Qing army that attracted their attention, and getting the news at this moment just confirmed their crankiness. And just when they were shocked to hear the bad news, like ants on a hot pot, the deputy general of the Fujian Green Battalion, who they had always been wary of, resolutely announced that he was going to gather the whole army to go south and fight to the death with the Ming army!
"Wang Shuai, after all, the traitor Chen Kai's Guangdong Fubiao is famous, is it more secure for us to defend the city, let's be each other's horns?"
The garrison is a true word, and its tactics of setting up a wall outside the city and fighting each other with the city are also the right principles of the soldiers. However, I have long had the doubt that I was pulled by Jiangxi to act as cannon fodder, and when I heard this, I didn't have the slightest burden in my heart.
"Chen Rei's Hongyi artillery team, can this Guangchang County town withstand it?"
This, obviously, is impossible. As long as it is a normal person, it will be thought that the fortified cities like Guangzhou and Ganzhou in the past are not at all good in front of the Hongyi artillery team, let alone such a small county town as them.
Thinking about the city wall that is probably slightly stronger than paper in front of the Hongyi cannon, the magistrate of Guangchang County and the garrison adults can't help but sweat like rain. For the adjutant general's generous death, naturally there is no intention to stop it.
Next, the 2,000 troops of the Fujian Green Battalion set out to fight, and the Jiangxi civil and military forces in this county were busy packing up and preparing to smear oil under their feet. However, they are responsible for defending the territory, if Guangchang County is captured by the Ming army, the Qing court is afraid that they will also have a good time. But if you die here, people can't escape a desire to survive. At the time of the crisis, if you want to have both, even if you just struggle to survive a little, you can only continue to wait for news in the city - at the very least, if the two thousand Fujian green camps are defeated, they only have the two hundred Jiangxi green camps in their hands, and they are naturally powerless, and there is more or less a saying about the above.
Anxiously waiting for the news of the Fujian Green Camp, he didn't go out for an hour when the earth-shattering war drums and shouts of killing came from the south. This was obviously an encounter between the Fujian Green Battalion and the Ming army that pursued them. And the result of the encounter, half an hour later, was also sent back to Guangchang County, the deputy general of the Fujian Green Battalion claimed to have repelled the pursuing Ming army, but Tanma found more Ming troops, under the banner of Fubiao First Town, Second Town and Fifth Town, from a distance, there are not 10,000, but there must be 7 or 8,000 people!
"Wang Shuai is still preparing everything for the rear of the army, so he will come and prepare everything."
The guerrilla general hung one arm, the bandage that wrapped the wound was visibly bloodstained, and his expression could not help but be a little abrupt, which really made the uneasiness in people's hearts expand sharply.
A dignified guerrilla general was still wounded, and the ferocity of the attacking Ming army can be seen. The county magistrate and the garrison felt that even if they thought about it with their knees, they could imagine that the battle more than an hour ago was that even if the Qing army really won, it would only be a disastrous victory, and the lieutenant general's queen was enough to become a powerful corroboration. And this disastrous victory is obviously only to temporarily repel the vanguard of the Ming army, as for the large troops behind, just thinking about it, the county master collapsed on the Taishi chair.
"Wang, Wang Shuai means ......"
Even the Fujian Green Battalion of 2,000 men was like this, not to mention their garrison of 200 men. The garrison asked tremblingly, and hope and prayer were written in the fluctuations and particles of his eyes.
"Let's put it this way, my ministry was ordered to come here to help defend it. Now, this battle has been fought like this......" As he spoke, the guerrilla general glanced at his bandaged arm again: "Besides, the strength of the thieves is no longer beyond the strength of our troops. Our department fought to the death, but it could delay for some time, but if we really wanted to defeat the thieves, we still need to transfer more officers and troops from the imperial court. As for the current behavior of our department, it is inevitable that the entire territory of Jianchang Mansion will fall, and even affect the overall situation of the entire Jiangxi war, so it is still necessary to meet with Admiral Yang as soon as possible. The eight or nine thousand troops twisted into a rope to have a chance to deal with the thieves. ”
What the guerrilla general said was reasonable, and it was also reasonable. After fighting in the past few years, it still has a certain psychological advantage over the ordinary Ming army, but in the face of those famous Ming army generals, it is no longer what it used to be. Especially those Ming troops who have defeated the Eight Banners Army, Zheng Chenggong, Li Dingguo and now Chen Kai, although the reasons and degrees of fear are different, but if they really meet, there will always be timidity. After all, they were just a bunch of Green Battalion soldiers.
Guangdong Fubiao is an elite who has been in the limelight on the battlefield in Jiangxi, and this time it was attacked by a large army, and the green camp in Guangchang County was already cold. Now, the Fujian Green Camp won the bloody battle, but did not hesitate to choose to temporarily avoid the edge, which shows the severity of the situation.
The situation was like this, the military situation was urgent, and the guerrilla general naturally did not dare to delay a bit, but only gave a notice and hurried back to the barracks with his own soldiers.
When he returned to the barracks, he still arranged for evacuation. With the last time he was in Whitewater, the guerrilla general felt that he had made great progress in this military skill, even if it was still difficult to enter the forest of the generals, but it was by no means comparable to ordinary people. For their own requirements and expectations, they are naturally higher.
The fire in Whitewater was obviously a stroke of genius for him, and with the fact that they had robbed nearby ships before, the Ming army's advance was inevitably slowed down a lot. But time was still pressing, and he hurried all the time to arrange the evacuation, and the lieutenant also rushed back with his men.
"The thieves' brigade hasn't come up yet, but the horses have already made contact with the troops behind the palace. Can't wait any longer, must evacuate immediately! ”
The deputy general brought bad news, in fact, it is no wonder that the distance between Baishui Town and Guangchang County is only fifty or sixty miles. They had already fled, and even if they delayed the Ming army, they actually couldn't buy much time. The time difference between these three hours is already expected.
"The thieves must be building a munitions transfer station in Baishui Town, so that the army can further launch an offensive against Jianchang Mansion. There is no need to wait for them to gnaw down one by one, and even they may not be able to take Nanfeng County, we have already withdrawn to Xincheng County, and the rest of the matter is naturally up to Yang Dashuai. ”
This was his plan, and it was also endorsed by the lieutenant. It's just that even if it is smooth, he is still a little apprehensive in his heart: "At their current speed, it is really fast enough." ”
With a heartfelt sigh, the guerrilla general realized that his own performance had been very good so far. Not to mention, from the beginning of leading his troops south, he was counted in front of the Ming army step by step, even if he had to retreat, it was a problem of strength gap, not his ability. Just thinking about it, a thought popped into his mind in a trance-since he could calculate things so clearly from the perspective of the Ming army, wouldn't it be more promising to really be a Ming army......
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