Waiting for Shang Zhixin to react, he led the crowd to rush out of the big tent and look at the riverside, only to see that the Qing soldiers on the riverside were scurrying around like frightened rabbits, and the figures of the Ming army appeared on the river embankment, and they were chasing the Qing army's buttocks with muskets to shoot, and for a time the gunshots were loud, and the crying and wailing were getting closer and closer.

Shang Zhixin's face was full of astonishment, staring at a pair of dead fish-like eyes, and said in horror: "What's the matter?" Where did so many Ming troops come from? ”

The generals beside him were already stunned, and they couldn't answer one by one when they heard the words, only Ban Zhifu shouted to the soldiers behind him to come over to protect the son.

On the river embankment, Zhu Yujia had already landed with a platoon of machine guns and was seizing the firing position. Due to the terrain nearly one meter higher than the enemy camp, Zhu Yujia saw at a glance the white square-roofed tent in the middle of the Qing army's camp, and there were a bunch of figures at the door of the tent, which should be the command post, and immediately turned around and shouted to the machine gun platoon:

"Mortar! Come here! Hurry up and set up your guns! ”

Seeing that the actions of the first gunner after setting up the cannon were not very neat, Zhu Yujia, who was anxious, rushed to the front of a gun, quickly visually measured the distance, knelt down on one knee and quickly adjusted the level adjustment machine of the mortar, fixed the tight handle, inserted the scope on the scope base, and finally shook the high and low machine and the direction machine to align the crosshairs in the scope with the pile of figures, turned his head and shouted to the second gunner: "Cannonball!" ”

"Ready! Put! ”

"Boom! Boom! ”

The two mortars of the machine gun platoon fired one after another, and the two shells flew out of the guns at a rapid pace and flew towards the enemy camp.

In the blink of an eye, near the big tent in the center of the enemy camp, two red lights suddenly exploded, and the smoke column soared into the sky.

Zhu Yujia raised the telescope to observe the impact point, one shot accurately hit the crowd, and the other shot was slightly off, so he put down the telescope in his hand, fine-tuned the high and low machine of the other gun, and signaled the second gunner to continue firing.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! ”

The second gunner continued to receive the shells handed by the third gunner, and continued to fire until each shot fired about a dozen shells.

Shang Zhixin was surrounded by the pro-army that rushed over, his brain was blank, and he stood at the door of the big tent looking at the battle situation in front of him, when suddenly a black shadow roared down from the sky, flew into the crowd without a mistake, and fell right at Shang Zhixin's feet.

Shang Zhixin turned his head in surprise, just as he wanted to see what had fallen, when suddenly a red light rushed towards him, Shang Zhixin was instantly blown into several pieces, his head with a shoulder and an arm was rolled into the air by a powerful air current, and the world in front of Shang Zhixin was spinning, and he felt that he was jumping into the air.

He saw the white square roof of his big tent...... I also saw that his lieutenant's own soldiers were blown up to a bloody blur, and the stumps and severed arms mixed with black clods of dirt were flying in all directions...... I also saw groups of my subordinates in the distance who were constantly being shot and scurrying...... I even had time to take a glimpse of the Yulin City on the other side of the Yujiang River from a distance...... Finally, with a soft sigh from his mouth, the world in front of him fell into darkness forever......

When Zhu Yujia led people to rush to the Chinese military tent, the big square tent was gone, and pieces of stubble and broken wood were scattered in the colorful shell craters, and the crowd had already turned into piles of rotten meat, black, red, and white, sticking everywhere.

Lin Xiao used Zhu Yujia's three companies to attack Shang Zhixin's camp really looked up to him, because he was in the rear, Shang Zhixin's Chinese army camp did not build any decent camps at all, and the entire camp was just loosely arranged along the river, only a fence was set up around it, and no trenches were even dug outside the fence.

Each company of the third battalion wiped out all the hundreds of soldiers in a short time, and the main work left was to collect the booty, and the slower soldiers did not even get a chance to shoot.

When he saw hundreds of military horses and a large number of carts loaded with military rations and baggage locked in a corner of the camp, Zhu Yujia was very glad that he did not give the order to fire the artillery indiscriminately, and felt how wise he was in his decision to only bombard the enemy's headquarters, so he took the walkie-talkie in the communicator's hand and reported the results of the battle to Lin Xiao.

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On the other side of the Yujiang River, Lin Xiao's regimental headquarters had already rushed to the West Gate, and the three battalions of the baggage company that followed him also captured many Qing prisoners who were scattered and fled.

Duan Zhenghong's machine gun company had already controlled the situation in the city, and was cooperating with Li Yuanyin's remaining troops to clear the remnants of the enemy from house to house, Zhang Chenfeng, Ding Shuai and Ni Zhisheng were still spreading their hands outside the city, chasing and killing the Qing army in all directions.

Lin Xiao accompanied Qu Shiyun and Zhang Tongchang into the city and met with Li Yuanyin, who had survived the disaster.

Li Yuanyin was overjoyed to see Qu Shiyun, busy with tears in his eyes, and after listening to Qu Shiyun's introduction, he saluted Lin Xiao again and again.

"Uncle is very polite,"

Lin Xiao looked at the young general in front of him with clear eyebrows, handsome appearance and a slightly thin figure.

Li Yuanyin has a pair of impressive spring-like pure eyes, with a soft light in his eyes, if it weren't for the troubled times, this is obviously a big boy next door, or a young scholar who can't put down the book.

"Uncle is an important minister of the country, in this autumn of crisis, he supports the crisis alone, and his loyalty and courage are admired by the inferior, and he should be worshiped next."

At the moment, the two of them humbled each other, each bowed to each other, Li Yuanyin praised from the bottom of his heart: "General Lin is handsome and martial, and the soldiers under his command are all brave and good at fighting, and the new Western musket is even more powerful, which really makes Yin admire it very much. ”

Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Lin Xiao sighed with emotion: "Even so, after all, our army is limited in number and weak in strength, and the Qinggou Tartars are still very difficult to fight, and our generation has a long way to go." ”

"General Shuangmu rest assured, when the old man returns to Xingdu, he will help the general recruit and train the new army, and now the saint is wise, and the food and salary will definitely try to raise money, and the general will help him." Qu Shiyun twisted his beard and said with a smile.

"I don't know where General Lin will send his troops next? If you are willing to obey the dispatch, the general will tell you. Li Yuanyin didn't care about his official position, he was willing to follow Lin Xiao to fight.

"Now Shangzhixin has been defeated, but look at the governor of Xunzhou Jiaodu, if he can also defeat Geng Jimao, the recovery of Wuzhou will be just around the corner...... As for Shang Zhixin's old nest Yulin, he has already sent troops to go there, and I am afraid that it has been recovered at this moment. ”

Lin Xiao groaned and said, "The Qing army on the eastern front is no longer able to attack, and next, the main force of our army will go all out to deal with Kong Youde, I wonder if my uncle is willing to cooperate to resist the enemy?" ”

"Naturally! But with General Lin's dispatch, it was only ...... After this battle, Yin's troops were less than 1,000 people, and I hope that General Lin will not be too little. ”

"Uncle is too modest, not to mention that the forbidden army is the elite of my Ming Dynasty, it is the number, and the uncle can also recruit on the spot, after this battle, the people of Yulin will definitely be the same enemy, and they will enthusiastically join the army."

"Okay, let's start recruiting and expanding the army, and in a few days, the strength of our forbidden army will be restored." Li Yuanyin said happily.