Chen Youfu looked at the road to Nanmu Town with a little melancholy. The local thugs did not give up, and they still gathered men on the left flank, ready to make a last-ditch effort. The 4th Company of the 1st Battalion and the Tusi Infantry Platoon, under the leadership of the supervising army, took advantage of the enemy's retreat to repair, and all left the position in concealment. They first went up to Changping Mountain, then descended from behind Changping Mountain, and turned to the hilly area of the left flank. Use the cover of the terrain to advance and directly attack the Chinese army of the local tyrant Yao Yuchuan. As long as you defeat the enemy's command, you can destroy the enemy's military spirit and win the battle. It's just that no one has walked this road, and no one knows when the prison army will be able to arrive.

Chen Youfu turned around. Lin Yan was sweating profusely, but he was still energetic in organizing the repair of fortifications and the allocation of troops, and he didn't look tired at all. Three guns remained on the left flank, and one remained on the frontal breastwork. A company of four rows of spearmen was deployed in front of the breastwork, covering a platoon of musketeers. The second and third platoons of firecrackers were still on the cliff on the left flank, covering the third company with firepower. Compared with the first company, which had huge results but few casualties, the appearance of the third company was much worse. Half of them were killed or wounded, and the rest were resting on the ground near the gap. Only the company commander Wang Xingwu still had half of his face swollen and limped to talk to the soldiers one by one.

Fifty porters sat in their original right flank positions, trembling with spare short spears in their hands. They didn't know that they were just pretending to be suspicious soldiers, and the enemy would not come to the right flank again to die.

Chen Youfu sighed in his heart. In this battle, it would be nice if two companies were equipped with firearms. In this way, when the three companies are defending, the supporting firearms will be doubled, and the casualties of the three companies will not be so large. Now Sanlian definitely wants to withdraw and repair, but even if Wang Xingwu speaks, he Chen Youfu can't agree. The enemy still has two thousand, and has the strength to attack from both sides. If the enemy suddenly turned to the central position to attack, then he had to use two platoons of the third battalion and four companies of the last reserve and seventy Zhuang Ding of He Yongnian to ensure the integrity of the core position. And this core position can only be the central position!

In addition to the third company, Chen Youfu also had another worry, that is, the artillery platoon and the musketeers did not have enough ammunition. Several rounds of rapid fire from the artillery platoon knocked out more than half of the ammunition reserve, and now there are only an average of 11 rounds left per gun. The Musketeers had a little more ammunition and used up nearly half. Moreover, they are alone in Baoning Mansion, and the ammunition supply depends on Chengdu Mansion. If new supplies do not arrive in time, their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

The hour (5 p.m.) has passed, and the sky is getting dark. Chen Youfu turned in circles to cheer up the soldiers, and the focus was, of course, on the third company, which suffered heavy casualties. But the morale of Sanlian was so high that Chen Youfu was unexpected. Although the soldiers were tired and their faces were blue, they still got up and saluted Chen Youfu according to military discipline. A soldier proudly pointed to the piles of enemy corpses and said: "The enemy has 4,000 to beat us 1,000, but they have not occupied an inch of ground except for the corpses all over the ground!"

"That's right! Let them come, they can come, they can't get out! Chen Youfu shouted with a fist. The soldier's answer gave him confidence in victory. He also started as a soldier. He knew that if all the members of an army still dared to fight, then the army could only be weakened, not defeated!

At this moment, the drums beat and the last and greatest attack of the Turbulrs began.

In order to achieve the goal of annihilating the caravan, Chen Xin finally gambled on his old book: two hundred veterans. Most of these veterans are professional soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, with rich battlefield experience, and first-class kung fu in killing and escaping. Under the system of the official army, they are nothing more than the objects of being drunk with the blood of soldiers, but once they fight for themselves, they immediately burst out with strong combat effectiveness. This is the case in the local tyrants in northern Sichuan, in the camps of the thieves who broke into and sacrificed the thieves, and in the Manchu Tartars, they are all the absolute main force.

The two guns raised their guns and fired two rounds at the position of the caravan, which was only a hundred paces away, and the damage to the caravan that had been prepared for a long time was about zero. 1,200 cannon fodder walked in the head, and the 200 veterans behind the formation pressed the formation. The veterans have round shields and broadswords in the front row and four spears in the back row, and the ranks are distinct, and it can be seen at a glance that they are well-trained, which is not comparable to the messy new Ding in front.

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Lin Yan stared intently at the enemy's queue. The enemy finally pressed down on the veteran, which was what he hoped for, and what he feared. Holding the gap in the left flank with three companies would allow his first company and artillery platoon to fully exert their firepower. But if the three companies could not hold it and forced the battalion headquarters to use reserves in advance, then the enemy attacked the front at the same time, and his platoon of short spearmen could not stop it in any way.

The enemy's ranks had advanced to a hundred paces, and according to the usual rules, it was time for the enemy to attack. But Lin Yan found that a golden spear suddenly rose in the ranks of the enemy. The golden gun tilted to the left front, and most of the enemy followed the spear to the left and began to move rapidly, and the veterans in the back row began to turn at the same time.

The spear, which is the symbol of the leader of the Turbulents. The spear must be the enemy's main direction of attack. Lin Yan quickly sensed the enemy's intentions: a feint attack on the left flank and a main attack on the front. As soon as the central position is lost, the enemy condescendingly reels on both flanks, and the caravan will surely collapse!

"Attention artillery platoon, move to frontal positions! Two or three rows, in a horizontal formation, re-lined after one row! Lin Yan shouted hoarsely. Now it's all about who's moving faster. Whoever has the first troops and firepower to be in place will be able to seize the opportunity!

Battalion commander Chen Youfu discovered the enemy's movements almost at the same time as Lin Yan. Almost at the same time that Lin Yan redeployed his firepower, Chen Youfu issued an order: the third company withdrew to the central position and closed the gap with a horse rejection bag according to the combat plan!

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Chen Xin's reaction was not on par with Lin Yan and Chen Youfu: "Officers and soldiers must shrink, hurry, rush forward!" ”

It's a pity that the speed of his subordinates is unusually slow compared to the well-trained caravanserais. His feint force had just rushed to the gap in the cliff on the left flank, and in addition to blocking the way, there were stones and dirt bags falling from the sky.

"! Now there is only one way! Seeing that all the surprise attack plans had failed, Chen Xin's face was distorted with anger and disappointment. He stabbed to death a running thug with a big gun, and drove the rest of the thugs to the front. Fifteen hundred, five zhang wide. Put one pawn per foot, and you can also overlap thirty columns in front and back. The reason why Chen Xin dared to make a desperate bet was that he believed that under this continuous and uninterrupted penetrating impact, all the defense lines would be destroyed.

"How's it going, are you ready?" Chen Youfu walked to Lin Yan's side, with an extra short spear in his hand, "Behind you, there are four companies and two platoons and Hejia Zhuangding, as well as Chen Youfu, the commander of the third battalion!" ”

Lin Yan suddenly laughed: "Let them step back five feet and squat down!" Cover your ears and open your mouth! The good things sent by the prince, I'm worried that I won't have a chance to use them! ”

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The Tusi infantry led by Xu Yinshou was at the head of the marching column, and the four companies of the first battalion walked behind the Tusi soldiers. The hill is neither high nor steep, but there is no road at all. Xu Yinshou held a machete and cut down the shrubs, vines and grasses that stood in the way at his waist.

Toast soldiers seem to have a natural ability to overcome difficult and unfamiliar wilderness. Luo Jingyun walked among them, hindered by bushes and stones from time to time, but they seemed to be walking on the ground, and they were still at ease.

The machete in Xu Yinshou's hand suddenly stopped. He pointed ahead and said, "Childe, there are two people on the top of the mountain in front of you, they must be spies from the soil tyrant!" ”

Luo Jingyun suddenly stretched his neck: "Where?" Show me! ”

"There!"

Xu Yinshou pointed a few times, but Luo Gongzi's head was still shaking, and he clearly didn't see it at all.

"Stop moving forward and crouch on the spot to hide! Come out with four people, and the rest will protect the son! Xu Yinshou ordered. Regardless of whether Childe can see it or not, he can't let the spies go.

Luo Jingyun also squatted down. He was so short that he couldn't see anything but the grass. However, he was very confident in the eyesight of the Xu brothers, because they were all hunters of Tianquan before.

In a short time, the two spies were brought down. One was chin-lifted, and the other was shoulder-twisted. The two of them screamed again and again, trembling in pain.

"Yang Bingyin of Dayi Mountain? He also wants to come and take advantage of the fire? Luo Jingyun laughed. He called his classmate Shi Yunxiao, interrogated the prisoners strictly, and continued to move forward with his team. They have managed to get behind the enemy's back, as evidenced by these two spies.

At this moment, an earth-shattering explosion was heard. The ground trembled slightly, and the woodfinchs squeaked and flew in the distance.

"The enemy rushed to the front, we detonated the mines!" Luo Jingyun loudly announced to the soldiers around him, "Pass back, speed up!" Over the hills, it's the Chinese army of the soil tyrants! ”

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The smoke gradually cleared, leaving only a choking smell. A large pit of yellow mud with a width of a foot and a depth of three feet swayed and swirled and appeared in Chen Xinfa's straight eyes. The crater was tilted outwards because the violent explosion completely tore off the already thin cliff face, and then turned all the stones and dirt in the cliff wall into a murderous weapon.

Chen Xin wiped the blood oozing from his nose and pressed his ears hard, trying to regain his senses. The situation was very good, but the small ones had torn off the deer, pulled down the fence, and even climbed into the earthen ramparts. But at the moment when the red and black were enveloped, some people flew into the sky and fell to the ground; Some stood stupidly in place, stabbed to death by the officers and soldiers who counterattacked; More people ran back like crazy. When they passed by Chen Xin, no one stopped, not even to look at him!

The defeat was like a mountain. This is the case when you are an official and an army, and it is still like this when you are a local tyrant. Could it be that only the royal soldiers on the slope will not run away in this world?

Chen Xin stood stupidly in place like this, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. Until a henchman came to him and called him: "General, go quickly!" We're down, and we're running away! Look, reinforcements from officers and soldiers have arrived! And cavalry! ”

The red figure swooped down the cliff, getting closer and closer.

"It's late!"

A tyrannical aura suddenly rushed into Chen Xin's chest. He shook his heart and belly, shook off the mud on his body, and turned to meet the chasing officers and soldiers. He dragged the heavy golden gun, with a deformed smile, and roared in a deformed Qin tone:

"Spoil the poor, lose your life, it's all! A pillow of yellow sorghum! ”

The fire flickered.

Bang! A golden spear fell to the ground.

Chen Xin died, and another person also died.

When the barbarian cavalry was in pursuit, Yao Yuchuan was stabbed several times by Jiang Chengren, a veteran of the Yao family for many years, and threw off his horse. It is said that before Yao Yuchuan died, Jiang Chengren asked him what Liu Beituogu had said to Zhuge Liang before, but Yao Yuchuan couldn't answer.

Jiang Chengren replied for his young master: "If the heir can be supplemented, he will be supplemented; If you are not talented, you can take it yourself! ”