Chapter 213: Divine Soldiers Descend from Heaven
How could Jin Li understand, in fact, the brilliant streamers had nothing to do with the gods at all, they were just the fire of revenge sprayed by dozens of machine guns.
As soon as the Qing army rout entered the firing range, the machine gunners who had been waiting for the net opened fire one after another, accompanied by the unique "snort" roar of the M249 general-purpose machine gun, those tracer bullets flying at high speed mixed with ordinary bullets instantly pulled out a bright trajectory in the void......
On this side, the retreat is blocked, and no one can escape the net; On the other side, nearly two hundred killing gods were sweeping all the way, as if they were in a no-man's land, and they were invincible for a while.
Under the muffled sound of automatic rifles, the slow-running Qing soldiers didn't even have a chance to surrender, and in the blink of an eye, they became ghosts under the guns.
Because Jin Li ordered the attack as soon as he landed on the shore, he did not consider the problem of defense at all, therefore, the entire battlefield was full of men and horses, and no protective facilities were built, and thousands of Qing troops were chased and beaten by 200 people, and under the powerful firepower, there was no resistance at all.
The weapons in their hands, whether they were shotguns or bows and arrows, did not even have a chance to strike in the crowd, let alone those sword players and pikemen, and the weapons were a burden in their hands, so they had to throw away their weapons and rush to the river.
And the closer to the river, the flatter the terrain, except for farmland and wasteland, there are very few small hills one or two meters high, and the firing range of the soldiers of the captive army is even more open, and there is hardly a bullet that cannot hit anyone.
The remnants of more than 1,000 Ming troops, as well as hundreds of musketeers guarding the camp, saw this and immediately joined the pursuit of the ranks, along the way to see those Qing army wounded soldiers who had not yet lost their breath, so they stepped forward to mend the knife fiercely, and where they passed, the chickens and dogs were not left......
It didn't take long for thousands of Qing troops to huddle together, but they were surrounded by the Ming army on the side of the simple dock, and on that narrow river beach, those who were fast had climbed onto the boat, and more of them were pushing and shoving, and they were in a mess......
Jin Li trembled, his hands and feet were cold, and there was so much noise around him, but he was deaf, only the throbbing sound of his chest beating inside resounded in his ears.
His brain seemed to be bursting open, his mind was spinning rapidly, but his thoughts were in a state of chaos, and for a while, he couldn't even remember where he was or what he was doing......
Seeing that his face was as gray as his face was glazed, and his eyes were glazed, and that he had not responded at all to their request to retreat, he hurriedly reached out and snatched the reins from his hand, trying to help him turn his horse's head and retreat in the direction of the ship.
However, it's late!
In the eyes of those pro-soldiers, an extremely terrifying scene suddenly appeared, their master, suddenly burst out of the neck of a slender long, bewitching blood arrow, like a blood-colored exercise, flying into the air in a strange arc......
Immediately afterwards, Jin Li's body was still sitting upright on the horse's back, while his head was slowly tilted to one side, hanging on his shoulders, and a bloody crack in his neck gradually cracked, and the brush broke, like an old tree root cut off by a giant axe......
What hit Jin Li was a 7.62mm rifle bullet from a small mound 800 meters away.
The two snipers of the reconnaissance company in camouflage uniforms had just dived to the earthen hill closest to the river, found a suitable position as quickly as possible, and set up the Remington R700 sniper rifle, and the deputy shooter and observer found the most valuable sniper target for the shooter......
This ferocious large-caliber bullet accurately hit Jin Li's neck, and its huge impact almost cut Jin Li's neck in two, and only a few seconds later, Jin Li's torso was crooked, and he fell off the horse.
The sniper succeeded in one shot, without a trace of turmoil in his heart, turned the muzzle of the gun slightly, steadily aimed at the personal soldiers beside Jin Li, and began to name them one by one.
He didn't realize that he had just created a record for the captive army: this was the first Manchu Eight Banner Banner Master to be beheaded on the spot - the Han Eight Banner Inlaid Red Flag Banner Owner, Gushan is really golden!
There are only about 20 people under Shunzhi with such an identity, and their identities are extremely noble, and many of the Manchurian banner lords are county kings, princes, and even the emperor himself.
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The commander died suddenly, and the thousands of Qing troops who were panicking suddenly lost their backbone, except for those who had already boarded the boat, the rest of the people were either scurrying in the crowd like headless flies, or they jumped into the Ganjiang River, floating and sinking down the river, and countless people drowned on the way.
Liu Xulei rushed over with artillery, and when he saw this, he immediately ordered the soldiers to shout: "Those who surrender will not be killed!" ”。
Since the opponent is no longer a threat, then forget it, let's send some free miners to Mr. Lin.
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As more than a dozen warships fleeing from the shore caught fire from mortar fire, Jin Li's nearly 10,000 men only escaped the fastest five or six warships, and the rest of the army was wiped out.
Just these few ships, it didn't take long for them to be intercepted by Feng Suqin's department, who was the first to occupy the downstream, and under a burst of random gunfire, almost no one was killed.
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Seeing that Jiao Lian's injuries were serious, Liu Xulei urgently ordered the medical staff to bandage and treat his wounds again, and gave him the most valuable anti-inflammatory drugs.
He and Jiao Lian sympathize with each other, and have formed a deep friendship in just a few months, as long as Jiao Lian has not lost his breath, he will try to save his life no matter what, for the sake of friendship and for the country, he hopes that this fierce general can live.
After the battle, the battlefield finally fell silent, and the rumbling cannon sound from the edge of Nanchang City was faintly audible, Liu Xulei frowned slightly, and immediately asked Bai Ying about the situation of the entire battlefield.
When he learned that Liu Qilin, who was close at hand, did not send troops to rescue him, Liu Xulei's heart tightened, and he immediately said to Bai Ying:
"Little general, if you are injured, take someone to clean up the battlefield here, and our department will go to Nanchang immediately."
"Yes!"
Bai Ying was concerned about Jiao Lian's injury, and at the same time, he was just deeply shocked by Liu Xulei's combat effectiveness, and admired Liu Xulei so much that he accepted his general order with sincerity, and even, in his heart, he already had the idea of throwing himself under his command.
"After cleaning up here, you have to immediately send someone to the south to reinforce to prevent Zhang Tianlu from jumping off the wall in a hurry,"
Liu Xulei was not very relieved, and said cautiously, "Settle Jiao Dudu in the camp, wait for the doctor to arrive, and send someone to inform me immediately if there is any situation." ”
"Yes, the Admiral understands!"
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When Jiao Lian led the soldiers and rode the captured war horses and hurried to the city of Nanchang, Liu Qilin was leading the cavalry to fight a bloody battle with Chen Tai's Qing army, and his battle robes were already stained with blood.
At the beginning, Jiao Lian left 3,000 foot soldiers on the bank of the Ganjiang River, 1,000 flintlock pikemen to defend the Fuhe River, plus sent Bai Ying's troops and the most elite 600 personal soldiers, leaving Liu Qilin with less than 5,000 foot soldiers and less than 8,000 cavalry.
When Chen Tai learned that more than 10,000 green battalion soldiers had come to the aid along the south bank of Poyang Lake, he already planned to attack from both sides, and when Jin Li's 3,000 infantry soldiers entered the city, his confidence was greatly increased, and he made a battle plan early.
In order to cooperate with Jin Li's offensive, Chen Tai divided the whole army into three, attacking from the east, west, and south gates, and besieging Liu Qilin from three directions.
(End of chapter)