Zhongwu participated in the least battles among the five loyal armies, and only experienced the defense of eastern Guangdong and the battle against western Fujian, and made the least meritorious contributions, but it does not mean that he is much worse than the others.

Wang Yan has always given Zhongwu Town the important task of guarding the lair, which shows his trust in Zhongwu.

Because of the small number of battles involved, the loss of Zhongwu Town was also less, and there were not too many new soldiers joining, so that a tacit understanding was formed between the soldiers and the soldiers, and between the soldiers and the generals.

At this time, every soldier let out an angry roar, and more than 2,000 sword and shield hands, as fast as the wind and as fierce as a tiger, braved arrows and rushed towards the Qing formation.

On the other side, on the Qing army's position, where the artillery was full of devastation, gunpowder smoke rose everywhere, and the flames flickered, the Qing soldiers were also in full array, and the Qing archers fired arrows in a volley again.

At this time, the soldiers of the Five Loyal Army had approached, but this time they aimed at the target and fired directly, the arrows were shot intensively, nailed to the shield, and some soldiers were shot in the thigh during the run, and immediately fell to the ground forward.

The bird gunners in the Qing army also lit the fire rope at this time, and raised the gun to shoot a volley, and the lead bullet hit the iron sheet in the center of the rattan card, and the sparks flew everywhere.

The luck of a rattan player in the Guangwu camp was not increased, the lead bullet broke the rattan card, and hit him in the chest, his whole body was like a hammer, flying upside down and falling down, and when he raised his head in pain, blood overflowed from his mouth, he supported the ground with both hands, trying to get up again, but after two attempts, his body was weak, and he slowly lay on the ground, and the red blood was left from under him, dyeing the surroundings red.

Compared with the archers and guns, the biggest threat to the Guangwu battalion is the little Buddha Lang machine in the Qing army.

Fortunately, in the previous bombardment, the Qing soldiers ran out of guns, so the speed of the artillery bombardment was greatly slowed down.

However, the quality of this green battalion artillery unit is obviously good, the division of labor is orderly, and the action is fast, and it is not under the five loyal troops.

"Put!" The commander of the Qing army waved the flag and shouted.

The roaring cannon sound shook the ears of the green battalion soldiers who were operating the cannons, and the rising gunpowder smoke squinted the eyes of the Qing soldiers, and almost at the same time, the Guangwu battalion rattan players, who had been disturbed by bows and arrows and bird guns, were immediately hit by the cannonballs one by one, and the losses were shocking.

"Kill!" The commander of the Guangwu battalion held his shield and ran with all his might, with a pair of eyes, about to erupt flames, and there was still a distance of more than a hundred steps, but there were screams from time to time beside him.

The soldier who had been following him next to him disappeared suddenly, but he did not have time to look at it, he had to rush desperately and stick it in the shortest possible time, otherwise more brothers would fall.

On the west bank of the Qingge River, Wang Yan suddenly put down the thousand mirrors, such a big loss made him feel a little painful.

Gao Yigong on the side also put down the clairvoyant mirror and said: "Look at the flag, the green battalion soldiers on the front should be Li Benshen's troops!" ”

When Wang Yan heard the sound, he couldn't help but pick up the clairvoyant mirror again to watch, he moved the circular vision to the rear of the Qing array, and saw a Li Zi flag, standing a general wearing black horseshoe sleeves and a bowl hat, a little familiar, it was really Li Benshen.

Wang Yan's heart couldn't help but sink, Li Benshen was Gao Jie's nephew, and his troops were naturally the legacy of Gao Jie, which was once the most capable of fighting among the four towns in Jiangbei, and it was one of the leaders in the green camp, which was relatively difficult to deal with.

"Order the Iron Man, board the ship quickly, and land on the flank as soon as possible!" Wang Yan put down the clairvoyant mirror and immediately ordered in a deep voice.

The chess and card officer immediately waved the flag, and the Iron Man Army, who had been waiting for a long time on the right flank of the battlefield, began to board the ship, but they boarded all flat-bottomed boats, which could directly rush to the river beach, avoiding the situation that the Iron Man Army fell into the mud and could not move forward after jumping into the water.

At this time, on the front, when the first fleet returned, the second fleet had already set off, and the two fleets were transported alternately in order to achieve a continuous delivery of troops.

"Hurry up~ hurry up and load the ammunition!" In the Qing army's formation, the artillery officers urged the gunners to speed up the reloading.

Next to each Franc machine, there were four gunners, one of them cooled down the sub-gun and cleaned the medicine room, one loaded the gunpowder and shells and the notion, one pulled out the bolt and fixed the sub-gun, and the other was the most relaxed, with a little aiming, ignition and shooting.

An officer of the Guangwu Battalion with a small flag floating on his helmet was shot in the shoulder, and his running body was hit to the side and spun around, and then slammed to the ground.

The shell continued to gain momentum, and struck the head of one of the soldiers behind him, who immediately fell on his back and fell to the ground, bleeding from his head.

This shell smashed over four or five people before rolling into the river.

In a short distance, the two thousand rattan players of the Guangwu Battalion have fallen five or six hundred people, and the soldiers rushed wildly, one after another, and the soldiers did not look at it, did not stop a step, and rushed towards the enemy with all their might.

Under the banner of Li Zida, Li Benshen saw that the five loyal troops were already about to stick to the low wall, so he immediately pulled out his sword and shouted: "Infantry army, meet up!" ”

Behind the low wall are the ranged troops of the Qing army, which are not good at close combat, and the Qing soldiers naturally cannot let the five loyal troops get close.

When the spears, swords, and shields of the Qing army heard the order, they saw the flag waving, and immediately roared and rushed away from the main formation, killing from both sides.

Undaunted, the soldiers of Guangwu swept away the arrows nailed to their shields with their swords and rushed towards the enemy.

The two armies quickly collided together, fighting intensively, swords and slashes, blood mist rose up, and stumps splashed everywhere.

The Qing army formed a tight line and blocked the Guangwu battalion from approaching the low wall, which made the Qing army archers behind the low wall able to hang and shoot the five loyal troops blocked by the Qing army, and the Qing army gunners on the earthen ramparts could aim and shoot condescendingly, which was extremely ineffective for the five loyal troops, but fortunately, at this time, the second batch of soldiers of the Guangwu battalion landed on the east bank, and there was continuous investment of troops, avoiding the situation of being driven back to the river.

Tong Tulai rode a horse and stood under the banner of Daxu, looking at the frontal battle, and was very satisfied.

At this moment, a Qing general suddenly pointed to the right flank of the Wuzhong Army and said: "Gushan, the Wuzhong Army wants to land from the right side." ”

When Tong Tulai heard this, he glanced in this direction, but he was not panicked, but was very calm.

He is the general of the Eight Banners, so that the cavalry is more handy than the infantry, if Wang Yan dares to send troops ashore from the flank, he cavalry raids, half-crossing, to ensure that he will come as many as he wants, kill as many as he wants, so he has no worries at all.

Compared with the two wings, he was actually more worried about the defense of the frontal green battalion, but the performance of Li Benshen surprised him greatly.

Now it seems that keeping seven days is a conservative estimate and a vain statement.

Tong Tulai felt that he was a little cautious, and if he could play well, he expected that it would not be a problem to be able to block Wang Yan for a month.

At this time, he straightened up on his horse and ordered: "Let the cavalry be ready, as long as Wang Yan dares to send troops to land from the flank, the cavalry will immediately attack and drive them back to the river to feed the fish." ”

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