Over the years, the Qing army has introduced a lot of Manchurian-style weapons and equipment, and also sent a lot of foreign students, but the military system of the Qing army is still very old. There is no clear customization of the formations of troops, teams, sentinels, standards, battalions, etc., and the command system is not very clear and unambiguous. There are many differences within the same military system, not to mention that the Zhennanguan front line brings together the armed forces of various elements such as the Hunan Army, the Huai Army, the Cui Army, the Le Army, the Dingbian Army, the Defense Army, and the regimental training.

If the system is not good, it is only one of them, and the most important thing is that the officers are not good. Feng Zicai, Wang Xiaoqi, Wang Debang and other high-level officers are all old and senior, and the backgrounds of middle-level officers are not good. The battalion officers still know a few words to some extent, and I am afraid that they will not even know how to read. They have not received any training and guidance, and they basically rely on their own experience to fight, and most of them rely on bloody courage and tactical command, which they do not understand at all, and no one pays attention to them from top to bottom. Officials in the Qing Dynasty generally believed that soldiers dared to work hard and knew that it was enough to rush forward, and in other respects, civilian officials actually wished that the more stupid the soldiers, the better.

After the all-out counterattack was launched, Feng Zicai was the first to rush out with a big knife, and the others naturally followed. All the tactical actions were carried out completely by the deployment in advance, and there was no command at the scene, and everyone was rushing to follow the steward. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, how can you follow your feelings. Feng Zicai was the same when he charged, and after the fight, he was the same again. Although the Qing army surrounded the French army on three sides, there were a large number of gaps on the battlefield, and a large number of sober French troops, under the command of middle-level officers, began to frantically attack these gaps.

Zheng Yong looked very anxious in the binoculars, but there was nothing he could do, not to mention that he couldn't command the Qing army, even if he could command it, he would not be able to pull these wild horses at all. The French army had already broken up, and the Qing army was not much better, and both sides were almost scattered, just fleeing and chasing. The one who fled was like a lost dog, and the one who chased was like a vicious dog grabbing food, what rules and tactics, roundabout interception, all became a matter of books, and it has nothing to do with this battlefield anymore. The Qing army had already chased down their own troops, and even Feng Zicai could hardly control them, and the order was completely impossible to convey.

"Urgent electricity, Jiang Er and Liu Da are stunned, let them immediately encircle the French army and block the retreat of the French army! If the French army has reinforcements in other directions, or a large number of routed troops reorganize to launch a counteroffensive, the Qing army will definitely not be able to withstand it, and we will be in big trouble! Zheng Yong was helpless for a while, his teammates were too pitiful.

After the 313th Brigade and the 312th Brigade rushed back to assist in the encirclement and annihilation of the French army, the battle situation immediately changed dramatically. Tactics such as outflanking and dividing and encircling the Manchurian army were almost exhausted, and the French army in these routs was of course more than able to scrub it out. The situation soon settled down, and the French army was drowned in the sea of Qing troops. The desperate French soldiers laid down their weapons one by one, and the Qing soldiers looted all their belongings like bandits, they thought they could go to the prisoner of war camp, but they didn't expect that the Qing army couldn't even wait for the end of the battle, and directly executed them on the spot.

After the battle, the Qing soldiers were busy cleaning up the battlefield, and the officers were busy stopping the soldiers from fighting. The weapons and clothing of the fallen French soldiers must be handed in, but the soldiers must hide small weapons such as gold rings and pocket watches. All the soldiers are scrambling, and there is no one to control the distribution, so it is inevitable that there will be fights. When the soldiers fought, the officials had to take care of it, and as a result, many times the trivial matters were not resolved, and the two officials fought again. General Feng, who killed more than a dozen French troops in a row, was wheezing with a broadsword, and he had no power to suppress these bastards, so he could only make trouble with them, and then use his military stick to level it later.

"In this battle, our army lost seventeen killed and two hundred and thirteen wounded, of which eleven were seriously wounded. The Qing army suffered more than 3,000 casualties and more than 4,000 wounded, and the exact number cannot be counted. More than 24,000 French troops were annihilated, of which 14,000 Vietnamese puppet troops were completely annihilated, foreign mercenary regiments were completely annihilated, and more than 7,000 French troops were annihilated, and about 5,000 remnants fled to Wenyuan before the encirclement was completely formed! Killed one French colonel commander, Hebenzhe, 13 people including Lieutenant Colonel Du Ran, and a total of 71 other officers. "Yu in the top four can't watch the excitement, but hurry up and let people count the results.

"It's better to be a relative with a mouse!" Zhu Zhenyu, who claimed to be going to read the book, came back, but he was very dissatisfied with the results of the battle, and thought that the Qing army was completely dragging his feet.

"It's not bad, let's go see Feng Laojunmen! It's rare that the Qing army also won a big victory! "Zheng Yong is a bit like a political commissar, pretending to be a bad person.

When the senior generals of the 31st Division rushed to comfort Feng Zicai, the old man had already moved to the headquarters of the French army and inspected the enemy's central items. But after all, the old man is old, and the fight just now is really too difficult for him. Zheng Yong and the others all walked in front of him, and the old man was still gasping, and he felt that his eyes were black for a while. An old man who is almost seventy, not to mention rushing to kill with a big knife, even if he runs five miles empty-handed, it is enough to bear.

"The old military gate is hard, congratulations to the old military gate for breaking the French army!" This was originally what Zhu Zhenyu should have said, but Xiao Zhu didn't have a lot of trouble, and Zheng Yong could only shoulder the work of the political commissar.

"Thanks to your artillery support! If it weren't for the mighty artillery of Zheng Shizuo and the mobilization of your troops to cooperate with the attack, our army would not know how many brothers would have been killed or wounded, how could we have today's great victory! Tens of thousands of brothers from the old man's generation, millions of people in Guangxi, thank you Master Zheng! "Feng Zicai is not greedy for merit, if it is not for the cooperation of the 31st Division, he will definitely not be able to win today, and the loss will be even greater.

"Old Junmen, hey, ......" Zheng Yong wanted to say a few polite words to Feng Zicai, but as soon as he said a few words, he suddenly found that under a tree not far behind, a French corpse suddenly stood up.

Feng Zicai only had two sons by his side, and the others were busy checking the spoils in the French army headquarters, and they were all facing away from the tree, so naturally they didn't react at all. Only Zheng Yong, Yu Siqiang, and Zhu Zhenyu were the only three who discovered the danger, and their guards were all on guard in other directions, and they did not notice the enemy who had already been judged to be corpses. The three high-ranking Manchurian generals all carried decorative command knives, which were imitated by Guo Xing'a according to the ritual knife of the Tang Dynasty, mainly for decoration, although they were very sharp, but no Manchurian officer had ever used him to cut people. So when they encounter danger, the instinctive thing for the three of them is to pull out their pistols.

Then a very disgusting thing happened, the three high-ranking generals had not experienced a battle in person for too long, they fought with telescopes, telegraphs and maps, and they did not even wipe their pistols. Faced with the corpse that suddenly got up and approached step by step, the three generals were all busy for a while, but the damn holster was very embarrassing and couldn't be opened. Zhu Zhenyu is still obsessed with his pistol, Zheng Yong and Yu Siqiang have drawn their sabers, and the people who come out of the front line are naturally different from those who come out of the school.

Lao Feng had always felt a headache, and suddenly the three people in front of the meeting were busy with work, and immediately realized the threat, which was an old soldier's intuition. Zheng Yong and the others' sabers had just been unsheathed, and Lao Feng had already drawn out his big knife in a dashing manner, and then turned around and took a leap, swinging the person who should have been a corpse into two pieces with one sword. Lao Feng's handsomeness made Zheng Yong and Yu Siqiang embarrassed for a while, and they reviewed it in their hearts, they have been too corrupt recently, and this basic skill still needs to be practiced.

"The old general's sword is not old!" Zheng Yong and Yu Siqiang embarrassedly put away their sabers, and then complimented Feng Zicai in unison.

"Old, old!" Feng Zicai gasped for a while with a big knife, he really felt that he was old, if it was twenty years earlier, this Frenchman would not want to be within five steps of Feng Lao.

"It's a major general!" Zhu Zhenyu was actually a little embarrassed, so he bypassed Feng Zicai to look at the bloody corpse, and then he made a shocking discovery, the rank on the corpse was actually a major general.

"Really?" Zheng Yong and Yu Siqiang hurriedly stepped forward to take a look, and Zheng Yong asked Yu Siqiang again, as if to confirm something.

"Height, age, and appearance are all right! Nine achievements are him! Yu Siqiang looked at it carefully for a while and gave an affirmative answer.

"Congratulations to the old soldier for beheading Major General Nigri, deputy commander of the French Tokyo Military Region!" The Manchurian Army's intelligence system has always been developed, and although no photographs of Nigri have been obtained, written descriptions of his height, appearance, and age have long been passed on to the 31st Division. A few people took a look at it and determined that it was Nigri who Feng Zi had just hacked to death.

"Congratulations to my father!" Feng Xiangrong and Feng Xianghua also stepped forward to congratulate, everyone was smiling, and they were slashed before the battle, which was the most glorious thing for the famous generals of the Qing Dynasty.

"Luck, luck!" Feng Zicai didn't expect that when he was old, he would still be able to get the honor of personally beheading the enemy's commander. At that time, Guo Xing'a personally strangled the French army commander Montauban, and immediately became famous all over the world, and it has been rumored to be a beautiful talk to this day.

"If only I could be captured alive!" The nearby generals all rushed to congratulate Feng Zicai, and even Pan Dingxin, who had been hiding far away, came, but Zhu Zhenyu said sour words behind his back.

The senior generals of the French army died, and Wen Yuan was a group of defeated soldiers, which was a great opportunity for the Qing army to recover the lost territory. Feng Zicai ordered all the troops to rest all night, and the next morning he waved his army to kill Wen Yuan. Lao Feng's deployment was still the same, with the Qing army taking the lead, and the 31st Division providing fire support in the rear. This time there was no wave, the French army was almost a touch of a crush, the Qing army took Wenyuan lightly, and then chased the rout all the way to Langshan.

The French army in Lang Son fled without a fight, and they were very embarrassed, throwing hundreds of thousands of Vietnamese silver dollars, a large amount of flour stored for nearly 10,000 troops, and all artillery into the river, more than 200 cylinders of military soju were broken, more than 800 bags of rice and salt were destroyed, and the ammunition and military supplies of the entire warehouse were left intact to Feng Laojunmen. The only thing the French did was to burn all the documents and files, destroy the radio station, and then run away without a trace.

The French Cabinet considered this a catastrophic tragedy, and in forty-eight hours the French army lost all the fruits of its very hard work and preparation, which took no less than five months of preparation.