The gunners of the Heavenly Mandate Army are very valuable, they are the elite equipped with rifles, and the time of intensive training is relatively long, so Li Ji naturally will not use them to fight a war of attrition with the Ming army.

After tossing for half an hour, he was stunned that he did not break through the camp of the Ming army.

Song Wen had already eaten, he had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, seeing Li Ji's anxious appearance, how could he not know his thoughts? Don't you just want to do it all alone?

Half an hour has arrived, Song Wen didn't say anything to Li Jike, he rushed over with his own soldiers, "General Li, half an hour has arrived, your brothers are already very tired, they should go down to eat, and they can rest for a while!" ”

"General Song, don't worry," Li Ji's mind was on the camp of the Ming army, almost forgetting the passage of time, "The camp of the Ming army is crumbling, as long as you give me half an hour, no, a pillar of incense, I will bite with my teeth, and I will also solve the Ming army in the camp!" ”

"General Li, you can't be untrustworthy," Song Wen was neither humble nor silent, and even had a faint smile on his face, "The brothers of the fourth battalion have been sleepy for most of the day, and now they haven't eaten a grain of rice or a drop of water, so it's time for them to rest for half an hour." ”

"Half an hour?" Li Ji was stunned, "General Li is saying that after half an hour, if the seventh battalion has not yet broken through the camp of the Ming army, then combine the forces of you and me to jointly take the camp of the Ming army?" ”

Song Wen smiled: "A word is a certainty!" ”

"Okay, according to General Song's opinion!" Li Ji smiled, waved his hand at the soldiers of the fourth battalion, and shouted: "Withdraw the troops, go back to eat!" ”

The soldiers of the fourth battalion retreated from the camp of the Ming army like the ebbing tide under the leadership of their respective officers, Liu Zongmin was unwilling, blinked and said: "General, there is another pillar of incense time......

"Less nonsense!" Li Ji glared at him and shouted: "Hurry back to eat, the time for a pillar of incense, the eating and drinking are over, and after half an hour, you must reappear on the battlefield!" ”

"Yes, General!" When Liu Zongmin heard that there was still a chance to fight, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly led the soldiers down, sat down in the shade of a tree, took out the dry food and water he carried with him, and devoured it.

The fourth battalion completely withdrew from the battlefield, and Song Wen sent a military order to his subordinate soldiers: put down the rifle, pull out the waist knife, and seize the break of the fence in one fell swoop.

Song Wen is going to give up the rifle, although the rifle has the advantage of range, but when it encounters the shield wall, there is no way but to use the waist knife and return to the era of cold # weapons.

Although the seventh battalion has four regiments, the third regiment is stationed in Nanyang, and the fourth regiment is stationed in Runing, with only two regiments of gunners and more than 10,000 soldiers.

Before coming to Henan, Song Wen was also the head of the first regiment, and there were also Zhao Guangrui of the second regiment and Zhang Lingbu of the third regiment in Sichuan.

But after coming to Henan, the army has undergone some adjustments and developed in the direction of standardization, and he naturally can no longer concurrently serve as the head of the first regiment, and now the head of the first regiment is Zheng Guodong, and the commander of the second regiment is Lu Dazhi, both of whom are leading the rank of a thousand households, which is one level lower than the military salary of Ma Shile, the head of the third regiment, and Yang Chenhu, the head of the fourth regiment.

Zhao Guangrui's division of the second regiment and Zhang Lingbu's division of the third regiment had remained in Sichuan because they wanted to protect southern Sichuan and Kuizhou, and they had already separated from the establishment of the seventh battalion at this time.

Zheng Guodong and Lu Dazhi are the commanders of the main corps, and the soldiers under them are all equipped with rifles and mountain artillery, and their level is one level lower than Ma Shile and Yang Chenhu, so they are naturally unconvinced.

Although Ma Shile and Yang Chenhu joined the Heavenly Mandate Army late, they were originally of a very high rank, and when they joined the Heavenly Mandate Army, they brought almost the entire regiment of soldiers, so they were appointed as guerrilla generals by Li Zicheng.

However, in the Mandate of Heaven Army, everything is based on military merit! Today's attack on the camp of Liu Zeqing's department of the Ming army, Ma Shile and Yang Chenhu are not in the army, naturally it is the best opportunity for Zheng Guodong and Lu Dazhi to make meritorious contributions......

The two of them got Song Wen's military order, immediately put down their rifles, and neatly erected them on the outside of their own camp, then pulled out their waist knives and glanced at each other, Zheng Guodong shouted loudly: "Brothers, the seventh battalion is an army with a glorious battle history, and it is the elite of the elite of the Mandate of Heaven Army, even if we put down the rifle, we can take the camp of the Ming army!" ”

Lu Dazhi followed: "Brother, kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, follow me!" ”

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers echoed, pulling out their waist knives one by one, shouting and rushing to the camp of the Ming army, although they have always relied on rifles, but the waist knives are in their hands, and the soldiers are not ambiguous.

The sea tide rose again, and more than 10,000 soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army, wielding waist knives, divided into three directions, rushed towards the camp of the Ming army like a rising tide.

Song Wen stroked the short beard on his chin, looked at the soldiers who were fighting bravely, couldn't help but smile on his face, and secretly said in his heart: General Li is old after all, and when he comes back in a while, you will wait to regret it......

Liu Zeqing stood tall, obviously spotting the movement of the Heavenly Mandate Army outside the camp, and couldn't help frowning: The soldiers of the Heavenly Mandate Army are like earth dogs, wave after wave, and they don't even have time to eat.

Scolding and scolding, the enemy soldiers are at present, and the fence of the battalion is more damaged, and the soldiers must go up to it, once the soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven break into the big tent, the officers and soldiers will lose their support, and the consequences will be unimaginable......

Liu Zeqing didn't think much about it, and immediately gave an order to the soldiers: Be sure to hold the camp and wait for the officers and soldiers in the city to come to respond!

According to the original deployment of the Ming army, the sword and shield soldiers formed a shield wall inside the fence, and the archers hid behind the shield wall and threw arrows into the sky, although the accuracy was not too high, but it could somewhat slow down the speed and momentum of the Heavenly Mandate Army attacking the camp.

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven, under the supervision of Zheng Guodong and Lu Dazhi, two regiment commanders who urgently needed military attack, directly ignored the arrows in the sky and a small number of shields, all of which were on top of their heads, and rushed forward regardless of casualties.

Li Zicheng and Song Wen were supervising the army at the back of the team, and when they saw this situation, they not only frowned slightly, "General Song, is this going to engage in crowd tactics?" ”

Song Wen's expression changed, thinking that the Metropolitan Governor was to blame, he hurriedly lowered his body, arched his hands and said: "Metropolitan Governor, Liu Zeqing's troops are stationed in Zhujiazhai, it is like a nail that cuts into the interior of the Heavenly Mandate Army at a moment, how can we not completely annihilate this Ming army, we always have to face the enemy in two directions......"

Li Zicheng bowed slightly, only by annihilating and fearing Liu Zeqing's troops, the Shandong soldiers would not cross the river and sneak attack, and the Heavenly Mandate Army could besiege the city with peace of mind.

By this time, Li Zicheng had already taken a fancy to Kaifeng City.

With developed transportation, a large population, a prosperous economy, and far-reaching influence, Kaifeng could even be used as the seat of the Mandate of Heaven until the imperial court was completely overthrown...... After taking Kaifeng, it may be necessary to move the temporary governor's mansion as the front line of the confrontation with the Ming army.

If the Ming Dynasty is basically overthrown, it is not impossible to use Kaifeng as a temporary center......

The soldiers of the seventh battalion, after paying a certain amount of casualties, have approached the fence of the Ming army's camp, Zheng Guodong and Lu Dazhi's eyes are shining with excitement, although there are many casualties just now, but how can there be immortals in the war?

The hard time is finally over!

Zheng Guodong seemed to be a hunter who saw the target, suddenly pulled out his waist knife, drew half an arc in the air, and shouted: "Brothers, kill ......."

"Kill ......"

The soldiers should be in harmony, and the soldiers who rushed to the front raised their knives and slashed at the shield wall of the Ming army, which was not a complete and real wooden wall, but was made of a large number of shields improvised together, and the back were the hands of the soldiers.

Such a shield wall is very suitable if it is used to block rifle bullets, but it is only a decoration on the battlefield to face a large number of soldiers' waist knives.

The soldiers of the Manifest Destiny first cut off their shields, and then their hands behind their shields......

The soldiers on both sides came into contact on a large scale, and the battle suddenly escalated to the level of hand-to-hand combat, the Mandate of Heaven Army was bound to win, and the Ming army swore to defend the camp to the death!

The battle that took place at the gate of the camp did not last long, the Mandate of Heaven army relied on the advantage of numbers, the strength of the number of people was large, once it broke through the shield array of the Ming army, the interior was an empty midbelly, and there was not even a defensive fortification.

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven trampled on the wounded soldiers and corpses, and kept pouring into the interior of the camp......

Although Song Wen was supervising the army in the rear, he couldn't see the situation inside the Ming army's camp, but the soldiers of the seventh battalion poured into the Ming army's camp like a tide, and it was unstoppable, and he didn't have to guess the result.

He turned his head to look at Li Ji in the shade of the tree in the distance, and his heart felt like he had drunk chilled lotus seeds, white fungus and red bean soup, and a smile bloomed on his face.

The soldiers of the Mandate of Heaven broke into the Ming army camp from many points and were killing towards the center, Liu Zeqing completely ignored the shouts and screams, he stood on the round platform at the core of the camp, not moving like a mountain, his face sinking like water!

No one knew what was going on in his heart.

Liu Zeqing suddenly looked up at the sun, the sun was already in the west, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart: Gao Mingheng said that he would send the soldiers and horses in the city to meet in the early morning, and it is said that there are still cavalry.

Several groups of soldiers had been sent to contact the officers and soldiers in the city, but none of the heralds had returned......

The Mandate of Heaven Army has broken through the main camp, and there are no reinforcements on the periphery, can they still support themselves?

How long does it take to hold on?

If you don't have Gao Mingheng's response, how long can you support yourself?

Liu Zeqing slowly closed his eyes, and sighed secretly, is he defeated? Although the Mandate of Heaven Army had a huge advantage in numbers, it was attacking in turns, not allowing the soldiers in the headquarters to rest, and not even having time to eat and drink...... However, after all, he was a failure.

A failure is a failure, and any reason is an excuse!

He knew in his heart that without Gao Mingheng's response, it would be impossible for 5,000 Shandong soldiers to hold the camp, it was nothing more than the length of time.

If defeat is inevitable, why let the soldiers suffer unnecessary casualties? He has already tried to relieve the siege of Kaifeng, but Gao Mingheng missed the appointment, that is, he returned to Hebei, and Wang Xie couldn't blame himself for holding the sword of the Son of Heaven above!

Seeing that the soldiers were gradually retreating to the center, Liu Zeqing knew that it was time to make up his mind, and if he hesitated, he was afraid that it would be difficult to retreat......

He stepped down from the round platform, waved his right hand vigorously, and finally gave the order to withdraw.

According to the prior deployment, the Ming army divided a thousand soldiers to hold the middle of the camp with the help of various obstacles, and the rest of the soldiers began to retreat to the ferry to the north, boarding the reserved ships and returning to the north shore.