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Hurrying and hurrying, Lord Yanguli, the super-high-grade public servant, finally arrived at the battlefield.

"Lord Belle, Yanguli has been ordered to lead the troops to deliver the order!"

Abatai finally looked forward to him, and said happily: "E, it's been hard all the way. ”

Yanguli found that Abatai was not depressed by the defeat, but was in a good mood, a little unclear. Could it be that the news of the defeat was misinformation?

"Lord Belle, your subordinates are not hard! I heard that our army has been newly defeated, but is there such a thing? Yanguli asked.

Abatai nodded: "That's right, our army was defeated for a while, and lost one Jiala. ”

Such a big loss, but the demeanor is so relaxed, why? Could it be that it is the flag people of the blue flag who died, don't you feel distressed?

"Then why is Lord Belle so interested?" Yanguli is also a straight man, what to say.

Abatai didn't mind, if it were him, he would ask the same question.

"E, what do you think of the enemy army on the other side?" He avoided answering.

Yanguli listened to him and carefully looked at the enemy on the opposite side with the monoculars in his hand.

At this time, there were already monoculars, which were sold to the Ming by the Europeans, and then given to the Qing army by the captains of the Ming Dynasty's transportation brigades.

"Hehe, Lord Belle, are these people under your nose who killed one of our Jiala?" Yanguli wondered if Abatai had a brain in the water.

"Not a single enemy on the opposite side is armoured, not a single cavalryman, all are musketeers, and our army is four times larger! How was this battle fought? Seeing that one Jiala is about to be destroyed, why don't the remaining solid mountains go to the rescue? Yanguli was heartbroken.

In the decades of war between the Qing army and the Ming army, a common understanding was formed. That is, the firearm has to be loaded one shot, and the reloading steps are very cumbersome. Maybe the Qing warriors all shot three arrows, and only fired a shot from the opposite side, which is also the reason why the Qing army abandoned it.

Of course, the Qing army also had a Shenji battalion, which was built for the Manchus after Kong Youde surrendered. The number is also small, and the main equipment is used for the Han military flag.

Therefore, it is impossible for the firecrackers to fight the enemy alone, and once the enemy is allowed to get close to the firecrackers, the firecrackers will become burning sticks, and they can only be slaughtered.

"Yes, I just watched them be destroyed, and I didn't dare to go to the rescue." Abatai also felt uncomfortable in his heart, it was 1,500 Qing warriors.

He looked at Yanguli and said, "You know what? The enemy began to fire artillery from 600 paces away, and the shells were so powerful that each shell could take the lives of dozens of Qing warriors. ”

If Wang Yue heard it, he would definitely say, who told you to stand so densely?

"Three hundred steps, they will fire firearms, three hundred steps! Our white-armored soldiers, heavily armored and armed with iron shields, were also killed. One hundred and fifty paces away, half of the Jiala was lost. The cavalry began to charge at this time, and the nearest one rushed to a distance of seventy paces from the enemy, and without even a chance to fire arrows, the whole army was annihilated. I ask you, how is this battle fought? ”

Yanguli was secretly frightened, and said, "Are their firearms fast?" Why can't any of them rush through? ”

"Of course, you've heard about firecrackers, right? It's pretty much the same as that, and it barely stops! "Abatai's metaphor is quite vivid.

"Shhh If that's the case, it's understandable that Lord Belle didn't go to the rescue. The range, power, and rate of fire are all very fatal. The remaining 8,000 men rushed forward, and even if we killed all the enemy troops, the price we paid would be too great. "Yanguli has a new understanding of the enemy forces on the opposite side.

Abatai slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, your rear army will arrive soon, what am I anxious about?" I just thought that our army of more than 30,000 people would give him a tiger and a rabbit, and the final word would be made. ”

He then smiled and said to Yanguli: "E, although we have lost one Jiala, we will soon gain ten, a hundred Jiala!" ”

"Oh! What do you mean by that? Yanguli didn't know why.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Abatai said with a smile: "The enemy's firearms are so sharp, but they don't know how to cultivate their light and accumulate strength, and two or three thousand people will come to fight against my Great Qing Lion." Isn't this sending us fat? Once we take down the enemy, this sharp weapon will fall into the hands of our Great Qing Dynasty. With this sharp weapon, isn't it easy for the world to catch it? ”

When Yanguli heard this, his eyes lit up! Abatai is right, the loss of a gara is not a bad thing, but a happy event.

No wonder I saw Abatai with joy on his face just now.

Wang Yue did not have the consciousness of being eaten at all, and after assigning the task, he and Zhang Ziyun watched the situation of the Qing army while eating.

It was still noon from the morning departure, and because it was relatively close to the starting point of the city, the rice was transported from the city. Hot, fragrant meals, of course, are much better than military rations.

The 6th Battalion brought the captured horses back to the city, and also brought the news of the victory back to the starting point.

The starting point radio station immediately broadcast the news, and the news was indeed exciting. A lot of hanging hearts have also been put down in half.

Seeing that the Qing troops on the opposite side were arriving one after another, Wang Yue personally picked up the walkie-talkie and said: "Brothers in each battalion pay attention, hurry up and eat, we will work in a while." ”

His orders were transmitted by the battalion commanders to the companies and platoons by walkie-talkie.

Chen Zaiming, the leader of Zhang Ying's first platoon, held the rice bowl, looked at the opposite side and said, "My mother, how many tartars are here?" Can you finish killing? ”

Zhang Ying took a few bites of rice, chewed it casually and swallowed it: "Hurry up and eat, see if there will be a vicious battle like this for a while." ”

The second platoon leader was happy and said with a smile: "Finally, it's our brother's turn to open meat, so many Tartars can't be done without our help." ”

Chen Zaiming said unconvinced: "As long as there are enough bullets, the number of Tartars is not enough for me to kill!" ”

Zhang Ying scolded: "As far as your dog's ability is concerned, we can't eat alone!" If we eat meat, we must let other brothers drink soup, right? ”

Zhang Ying heard this, they are all brothers of the same company, that is, they should take care of each other. Brothers work together to break the gold! The second platoon commander said with a smile.

"Hey, the second platoon leader has made progress fast enough, and the nouns he just learned are used!" Wang Anmin, commander of the seventh company of the third battalion, happened to come over and hear them speak.

"Hello company commander!"

A few people were about to stand up, but Wang Anmin immediately said, "Hurry up and eat, we don't have much time." ”

Seeing that they were continuing to eat, he said with a smile: "What the second platoon commander said just now is very good, in the words of the regiment commander, unity is victory!" You have also seen that Zhang Ying, this kid, has not contradicted me a lot at the meeting, and I haven't done anything to him, right? One yard to one yard, or that sentence, unity is victory. ”

Zhang Ying was a little embarrassed and said, "Company commander, I..." ”

Wang Anmin interrupted him and said, "Okay, okay, continue to eat, everything is in plain sight!" Well done! ”

After speaking, Shi Shiran left.

The second platoon commander leaned over and smiled: "Don't talk about the company commander, I heard that Zhang Ying and you and the regiment general have a holiday, it's really not simple." ”

"Go, go, stay." Zhang Ying didn't want to mention it.

Chen Zaiming, the first squad leader, said with a smile: "Can our platoon commander be simple?" Last time, I almost killed the second uncle of the head of the regiment. ”

"Shut up!" Zhang Ying glared at Chen Zaiming fiercely.

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