Chapter 290: Escape

"The musket formation has always been good for defense and short for attack, and when it comes to defense, it is possible to rely on the location to maintain a neat formation, and once the attack starts, the pace of each person is different, and the team will soon be thrown into chaos. We can take advantage of the situation to fight back, and we will be able to break the enemy in one fell swoop! Seeing that the Red Flower Society was attacking, the staff said unsurprised.

"You look like they're going to mess up!" , Fukangan doesn't remember how many times he was angry today, and when he left, his cheap father told him that this staff member had the talent of Wolong alive and Wei Gong was reborn, but now he expected the enemy to fail again and again, how to look like a waste.

Regardless of getting angry, the staff hurriedly grabbed the clairglass that Fukang Anstuff put into his arms, closed his right eye and put his left eye to the camera to look over, only to see hundreds of soldiers of the Red Flower Society in the field of vision wearing exactly the same red uniforms, walking neatly and moving forward slowly, and then looking closely at the height of each lift of the foot as if it had been measured by a ruler, the soldiers were expressionless and resolute, like a mountain pressing towards the Qing army camp. What kind of army can there be in the world! Zhou Yafu's fine willow camp and Cheng Buzhi's trilogy can't be compared! The staff put down the clairvoyant mirror, looked at Fukangan with a dull gaze, and then Fukangan was about to open his mouth before he burst out with the last energy and grabbed Fukangan's arm violently, "My lord, now that the enemy army has not surrounded us, hurry up and leave a team of people behind, let's lead the team to withdraw first!" It's too late! ”

Retreat now? This is the first time I've led an army on my own! When you return to the capital, will you be ridiculed by those miscellaneous pieces! For more than a year, rumors of his illegitimate son of Qianlong have been circulating in Beijing, and people have found out the reason why he was in a high position at a young age, and avoided talking about his past achievements, turning to secret gossip about his origins. Presumably, after returning to the capital this time, he will come up again, "He is just a straw bag, if he is not born, how can he be in such a high risk?" "Rumors, right? This is something that the always arrogant Fukangan cannot bear.

Deniing the last chance to save most of his troops, Fukangan mobilized his men and horses to block the front of the Red Flower Society, planning to use the earthen wall to consume the enemy's ammunition first, and then rush into the enemy formation for a white-knuckle battle when they were unable to attack for a long time. The enemy army is just sharp firearms, and when it comes to melee skills, it still depends on our Eight Banners disciples, Fukangan thought so.

After a while, Yang Dazhu led the first column of soldiers to a hundred meters in front of the Qing army's defense line. Suddenly, someone from the Shenji Battalion couldn't stand the pressure and pulled the trigger from outside the firing range, and then, like a chain reaction, the sound of fire on the Qing army's defense line rang out.

"Find out who shot first and bring his head to me!". After a while, a personal soldier ran in front of the battle with his head in his hand, shouting as he ran, "Without the order of Marshal Fu, whoever dares to shoot and kill will not be forgiven!" ”

Yang Dazhu glanced at him contemptuously and continued to lead his soldiers forward. It was not until fifty meters away that they stopped, raised their command knives high, and the soldiers squatted in the front row and stood upright in the back row.

Can you hit it so far? Doesn't it seem that the guy on the other side is not that powerful? Before half of Fukangan's smile was revealed, he saw Yang Dazhu's command knife swing down hard, the gunshots rang out, and the Qing soldiers on the first layer of the defense line who were about to stand up and watch the joke were hit by the barrage almost at the same time, and they fell to the ground without snorting.

"Reload! Advance! Yang Dazhu pointed his command knife forward, and the soldiers quickly completed the reloading action and advanced ten meters again. Then he fired his gun, and he didn't stop until he was twenty meters in front of the battle.

In this position, the Qing army's bows and arrows were within range, and those archers could throw them from behind the earthen wall, but bullets flying almost in a straight line could not reach them. The Red Flower Society had been prepared for this, and I saw Huo Qingtong shaking the flag a few times on the high platform. A group of tall men rushed out of the group, not carrying muskets, but wounded and grasping an iron lump with a wooden handle, and after running forward for a while, they used their inertia to throw the iron lump behind the earthen wall.

What is this? Before Fukangan could figure it out, the iron bumps fell into the crowd behind the earthen wall and exploded. harvested the lives of a large number of Qing soldiers. If the Qing army raised its head, it would be greeted by musket bullets, and if they shrank behind an earthen wall, the grenades falling from the sky would teach them to be adults in minutes.

If this was repeated, Fukangan's carefully organized defense line soon collapsed. The soldiers no longer cared about the threat of the warlord, threw away the knives and guns in their hands and ran to the pontoon bridge on the stream, and soon the first pontoon bridge fell into the water with a bang because of the overwhelm!

"Dashuai, it's too late if you don't leave!" , The staff dragged the already numb Fukangan to the river, fortunately, there were also personal soldiers sent by Fu Heng to guard a pontoon bridge.

Fukangan's footsteps have just landed on the other side. A roaring wave smashed more than a dozen pontoon bridges on Huo Tong Creek. Presumably, the Red Flower Society has already arranged for people to build dams upstream to stop the water, and when the victory is decided, dig the dam and launch a water attack on the Qing army! What a vicious motive these people have! Fukangan looked at the Qing army opposite Huo Tongxi with a split eye, only more than a thousand people ran out, and the rest were on the other side!

At this time, a group of cavalry suddenly rushed out of the bushes upstream of the stream and went straight to Fukangan. What the? Unexpectedly, he had already left an ambush on the other side of the stream, and the leader on the opposite side was really at a loss! Fukangan didn't think much about it, and immediately pulled out his horse and ran, and the cavalry of the Red Flower Society pursued with sabers and tails, leaving the lives of more than 500 Qing troops in less than 20 miles.

Seeing his commander fleeing in the wilderness, and remembering what happened to those prisoners after the last war, the first batch of the Eight Banners of the Fuzhou garrison who were still on the battlefield knelt on the ground and raised their hands in surrender, and then the Han soldiers of the Fujian Green Battalion. The Jianrui Battalion and the Shenji Battalion from the capital also chose to surrender after a moment of stubborn resistance, and before night, the 30,000 or so people were swept away by the Red Flower Society.

"Report to the chief helmsman, our side has lost 12 killed and 93 wounded, and the enemy's 30,000 troops have all been annihilated by our army!" The personnel who counted the results of the battle reported loudly to Chen Jialuo, "The number of enemy casualties is still being counted, but there are at least 25,000 prisoners!" ”

"Haha, now you can make a fortune!" , Lu Feiqing still remembers Chen Jialuo's glorious deeds of selling prisoners last time!

"No hurry, no hurry! Although the enemy on land is gone, Huang Shijian is still there! Let's get rid of him in one go! Chen Jialuo said. (To be continued.) )