Fortunately, Jiao Lian is not a brave general, he has already left a back hand after a hundred battles, and the alert troops dominated by another team of musketeers have already been sent to the rear in case of accidents.

Anyway, since there was really a Qing army to help, Jiao Lian decided to go and see it in person, and only by driving away the annoying cockroaches behind him could he attack Nanchang City with peace of mind.

At that moment, Jiao Lian waved his hand and beckoned a youth general, Liu Qilin, and said in a deep voice: "I will take my own soldiers to the back to take a look, you will lead the army here to continue to bombard the city and fill the ditch, once the city collapses, immediately attack the city, and the attack action should be crisp and neat, so as not to give the Tartars a chance to breathe." ”

Liu Qilin, who had a sunny face, flashed his bright eyes, and responded loudly with his fists: "Obey!" ”

"Hmm,"

Jiao Lian nodded approvingly, "The Tartar reinforcements are coming, the enemy in the city sees the opportunity, maybe they will go out of the city to fight, that is your chance to destroy the enemy and make meritorious contributions, you can do the same, first use the musket array to suppress its arrogance, try to kill and injure its fresh force, and wait for the enemy's heart to waver, before you can wave the army to attack." ”

"Kirin understands, uncle."

"Remember, before the city wall collapsed, the Tartar army was not distracted, no matter what happens, do not rush into the city, beware of trickery,"

Jiao Lian paused, and cautiously ordered, "Use the power of my cannon to patiently bombard the city." ”

"Uncle, rest assured, the Qilin will never disgrace his life!"

Liu Qilin's respectful tone carried a hint of arrogance.

Jiao Lian stopped being verbose, patted Liu Qilin on the shoulder, looked at the city, turned his head and got on his horse, and galloped south along the Ganjiang River with six hundred soldiers.

Liu Qilin is very young, just in his early twenties, and is the son of Liu Qijiao, the former general of Jiao Lian's old department who died unjustly, and Liu Qijiao entrusted Liu Qilin to Jiao Lian on his deathbed.

Liu Qilin is brave and wise, looks like a talent, and has followed his father to fight in the army since he was a child, but he is already an old soldier at a young age.

In addition to Liu Qilin, two years ago, Bai Gui, the general who died in battle to save Jiao Lian, also left a nephew, named Bai Ying, who is one year older than Liu Qilin.

Liu Qijiao and Bai Gui are several years older than Jiao Lian, not only were Jiao Lian's fierce generals, but also his brothers in life and death.

Since ancient times, heroes have been teenagers for less than two years of experience, and the two people in their early twenties are already generals who can lead an army alone.

After the camp was set up, Jiao Lian ordered Bai Ying to lead 1,500 cavalry and stay with another team of musketeers in the wooden barricade on the bank of the Fu River in the southeast corner of the camp, not only as a reserve, but also as the rear guard of the whole army, closely monitoring the other side of the Fu River.

In addition, on the east bank of the Ganjiang River to the west of the camp, in the wooden barrier by the temporary wharf, Jiao Lian also left 3,000 foot soldiers on guard, and was responsible for receiving the grain and grass transported from Ji'an.

At the beginning, after all the original musketeers were replaced with flintlock muskets, Jiao Lian felt the power of the platoon tactics, so he used the eliminated arquebuses to re-form a 3,000-person Shenji battalion, because this old-fashioned musket must use dense gun tactics, which is more suitable for defense, so Jiao Lian left them in the camp and did not send them to attack the city.

Therefore, in fact, the Ming army attacking the city under Nanchang City was less than 15,000 people, so Jiao Lian did not send any more troops to help, but only hurried to the south with his own personal soldiers.

Passing through the wharf, Jiao Lian took away another 2,000 people from the Shenji Battalion, intending to let them go to the west bank of the Fuhe River to assist in the defense, so that only about 1,000 people were left on the Ganjiang wharf.

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At this moment, on the west bank of the Fuhe River, 1,500 musketeers stationed on the wooden barrier were leisurely wiping their guns and oiling, monitoring the thousands of Qing troops on the other side of the river.

Not long ago, there was a small massacre here.

After the Qing army brigade of more than 5,000 people arrived at the Hewan ferry, they saw that there were less than 2,000 Ming troops stationed on the opposite bank, so they sent more than 1,000 green battalion soldiers to collect more than 30 ferries from the upper reaches of the Fuhe River and go down the river, preparing to board the west bank to attack after arriving at the ferry, and at the same time take the brigade to cross the river.

Unexpectedly, the Ming army stationed on the west bank was unhurriedly divided into five teams along the riverbank, and when the enemy ships approached, as soon as they entered their respective firing ranges, they lined up their guns and shot the Qing troops on the ship in less than a bag of cigarettes.

More than 30 ferries full of bullet holes either drifted far downstream or were captured by the Ming army.

Fortunately, the remaining 100 Qing soldiers jumped into the river and swam to the other side in embarrassment before they could pick up a life, and the unrelenting Ming army continued to fire into the river until some bullets flew to the opposite bank and shot some green battalion soldiers who were too close to the opposite bank.

The Qing army brigade did not expect that the Ming army's muskets could shoot so far, and retreated again and again in panic, until it was hundreds of meters away from the river bank, and thousands of people were at a loss, looking at the direction of the ferry in a daze.

After Jiao Lian arrived, he once again carefully observed the terrain and asked about the battle, and he had a bottom in his heart.

Although there are a lot of people in this group of green battalion soldiers without guns and artillery, they are actually a group of fierce and inward-looking rabble, and they are helpless only across a big river, and their attack power is a scum.

"If you have two thousand cavalry on hand, you can crush them with just one assault."

Jiao Lian looked at the black and oppressive Qing army team in the distance on the opposite bank, and grinned contemptuously.

After thinking for a while, Jiao Lian decided to ignore these five scumbags, and then left two thousand arquebusiers, and cooperated with the two teams of flintlock muskezeers to rely on the wooden fortress to set up the formation, ordering them to only defend and not attack, just firmly hold the ferry.

From ancient times to the present, the most taboo in the war is to divide troops and fight on two fronts, the most important thing at the moment is to break through Nanchang, these green battalion soldiers who pose little threat are not guilty of transferring troops to fight, as long as Nanchang City is broken, they will flee for their lives.

After arranging a stop, he led three teams of flintlock musketeers, followed behind his six hundred cavalry soldiers, and went straight to the south of the camp.

There, there is a more dangerous terrain of the defensive place, there is a big earthen hill on both sides of the official road, outside the earthen hill are rice fields and muddy ponds, the land Qing army brigade to attack the city of Nanchang, must pass through this place, the young general Bai Yingzheng with the headquarters of 1,500 cavalry, here to block thousands of Qing troops.

After arriving at the position, Jiao Lian almost laughed out loud when he saw the situation in front of the battle.

I saw a yellow dragon flag, Bai Ying sat on horseback with a silver spear in his hand, standing majestically in front of the formation, more than 1,000 horsemen lined up neatly behind the formation, and on the earthen hills on both sides, there were more than 100 horsemen with horizontal swords, quietly looking at the Qing army cowering in the distance.

"How many times have you attacked?"

Jiao Lian raised his horsewhip, pointed to the corpse of the Qing army lying all the way not far in front, and asked with a smile.

"Attacked three times,"

Bai Ying's slightly immature face was clearly full of disdain and unwillingness, "This gang of cowards is cunning, they only send one or two thousand people forward at a time, and as soon as we rush him, we will run away, and as soon as we retreat, they will slowly come up again." ”

In the face of these pus-filled green battalion foot soldiers, if he didn't dare to go too far from this defensive route, he would have rushed over with his army and wantonly.

"They were ordered to come to their aid, how dare they give up,"

Jiao Lian smiled, and then his eyes froze, "I brought some musketeers over, and this place will be defended by them, do you dare to rush over with me?" ”

(Question: Bai Gui, the general relied on by Jiao Lian, in which year and where was he killed?) ）

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