In naval battles, there is often a word for the T-shaped position, which simply means turning one's team sideways and striking at the enemy who is rushing vertically. Because the guns of the early warships were on both sides, the horizontal formation could give better use of firepower, while the enemy in the column could not counterattack. This was originally a term for naval warfare, however the Mongol cavalry of the monk Grinqin also encountered this problem.

After receiving the support of the British army, the coalition army formed a complete front on the battlefield, and the Mongolian cavalry attacked in a group of several hundred cavalry, so they naturally fell into the trap of the T-shaped formation. The allied forces could concentrate all their firepower on the Qing cavalry at a wide angle, while the Mongol cavalry could only use the few men at the front to return fire. The output of firepower between the two sides was also extremely uneven, with the Coalition forces having accurate rifled guns and large-caliber heavy artillery, while the Mongol cavalry had only smoothbore flintlock pistols and bows.

The Anglo-French forces were in a defensive position, waiting for Monk Greenqin to attack, and it didn't take much effort to seize the T-shaped position. The Anglo-French side in the cross-headed position was able to fully exert its firepower, while the firepower of the Monk Greenqin side was greatly suppressed. The Anglo-French coalition did not shell the Mongol cavalry from the front, because of the side effects of the T-shaped formation, the coalition could only attack the few cavalry at the front. Moreover, because of the terrain, the Mongolian cavalry was scattered and charged, and the killing effect of the artillery was even worse. But when the coalition forces deployed artillery on both flanks for lateral bombardment, the Mongol cavalry overlapped in the eyes of the coalition artillery. The effect of the artillery bombardment was immediately significantly improved, and almost every shell could be brought down.

The British artillery also demonstrated their superb skills, as the saying goes, shooting men before horses, Armstrong heavy artillery shells, almost always flew close to the ground, into the Mongolian cavalry horses, causing great damage to the horses. Although the number of casualties decreased, the charge of the Mongol cavalry was broken up in one fell swoop.

"Changlu, send someone to urge it! Tan Shaoguang, where have they gone, as soon as possible! I think Monk Grinqin is choked enough! "Looking at the overall situation, Guoxing'a is less and less optimistic about Seng Lingqin. Although the Mongol cavalry was brave, it was an asymmetrical war at all, and the actual strength of the Qing army was not large, and everything seemed to indicate that Seng Lingqin would definitely lose.

Monk Greenqin is finished, it's just a matter of time, and Guo Xing'a wants to grab this time. If the main force of Guoxing'a can arrive before Seng Lingqin plays the strings, it will not only save Seng Lingqin, but also may turn the tide of the battle in one fell swoop. With Guoxing'a to defend the rear road for Seng Greenqin, and then provide artillery support, Monk Greenqin made a key charge, and the two armies combined together definitely had the possibility of annihilating the British and French forces.

"Huh!" Changlu was also very anxious.

"I'm going to die! Boss, you're going to have to resist it! "Guo Xing's urging is just a psychological comfort, according to the current position of the main force, they who carry a large number of baggage, they will not arrive until tonight at the earliest, and it is obviously difficult for Seng Lingqin to hold on to that time. Even Pi Runmin could see that the battle would end at noon at most.

Ruilin's department and the 1st Brigade of the French army are in a daze, the French army has just been beaten too badly and needs to take a break, Ruilin's department is really in a daze. The Ruilin Division, which mainly focuses on green battalions and regimental training, is already a little stupid, and the strength of the coalition army's firepower is something they could never have dreamed of. The deaths and injuries of the Mongolian cavalry stimulated their retinas again and again, and the soldiers were frightened, and the university scholar Ruilin held the binoculars and looked at it for a while, and vomited directly. Where had they ever seen such a tragic fight, the corpses torn apart by the artillery, almost frightening these people who really saw blood for the first time.

However, in addition to Monk Lingqin, there are also people who are fighting, and that is the Katsuho Division. Under the cover of artillery, the British 15th Punjab Infantry Regiment took the lead, lined up in a bayonet phalanx and began to launch a general attack on the Bali Bridge. Katsubo, who was bombed so much that he couldn't even find the north, was even more panicked in the face of the cold bayonets. He was born as a pure scholar, and he was reluctant to give advice, and it was too difficult for him to command in battle. Faced with the approaching enemy, Katsuho is at a loss, and he doesn't know how to respond. And the eyes of the soldiers waiting for orders were like a thousand pounds of burden, and they pressed on Shengbao's shoulders fiercely, making him even more anxious and flustered.

"Brothers, fight with foreign devils!" Katsuho seemed to be petrified, and he didn't react for a long time, watching the enemy gradually approach, and an officer in a yellow coat couldn't bear it anymore. He carried the bright yellow dragon flag, shouted, and took the lead to meet the British army. Snakes can't do without heads, and so do people, and with the one who takes the lead, the soldiers find the organization at once. More than 400 soldiers, who were also wearing yellow jackets, looked left and right at the numb robes, then gritted their teeth and stomped their feet, threw their braids to their chests and held them in their mouths, and picked up the guys to keep up with the pace of the leading brother.

"How good is this, how good is this!" Katsuho was so anxious that he was about to cry, although he couldn't command, he had also been on the battlefield, and he knew that the hundreds of people who were unorganized were sent to death.

Just as Katsuho was in his hands, a cannonball landed not far from him, and the shock wave of the explosion combined with shrapnel and rubble knocked Katsuho off his horse to the ground. Shengbao, who fell to the ground, although his injuries were not serious, he was covered in blood, and shrapnel and rubble cut several cuts on his body. After Katsuho fell to the ground, he immediately struggled to remember, but it seemed that something drained the strength of his body, and finally he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, and lay on the ground without moving.

"Lord Totong, Lord Totong ......" A few Goshha cried and threw themselves to Katsubo's side, and hurriedly lifted Katsuho up.

"Lord Totong is dead!" Looking at Katsuho, who was clenching his eyes and teeth, the soldiers immediately went into chaos, and some people even shouted.

The main general Shengbao was killed, and the Shengbao Division, which was not a strong general, was in chaos in an instant, and the soldiers immediately felt as if the sky had fallen, and the cries even overshadowed the cannon sound of the coalition army for a time. After howling twice, the smart man quickly stood up, threw down the weapon in his hand, and turned to run. The speed of running and the coquettishness of movement are beyond the reach of even the Mongol cavalry of Seng Lingqin. Just now, there was a decent defense line of Bali Bridge, and in an instant, there was a big dispersion, and the momentum was so great that the coalition forces stopped the pace of attacking. Suddenly, the landslide and tsunami came so suddenly, and the British couldn't figure out whether this was an attack or a rout, so they had to stop and see the situation first.

"Cannons, cannons, the family of the imperial court, you have to bring them back!" Shengbao, who was unconscious and was being carried, suddenly opened his eyes and took a look at the situation. Finding that no one paid attention to the artillery at all, he was very good at living, and hurriedly ordered Goshha to arrange for someone to withdraw the artillery. However, these few words seemed to exhaust the vitality that Shengbao had just recovered a little, and after finishing speaking, Shengbao closed his eyes again and lost his reaction.

Although the whole army was in chaos, the people who wore yellow coats were different after all, and the chaos in Beijing was not serious. Knowing that Shengbao was still alive and that there was an order to collect the artillery, a Beijing battalion commander hurriedly transferred people to pack up most of the artillery. With a few hundred backbones as the backbone, the collapsed crowd gathered at once. Because in ancient societies, human beings were social animals, so in the genes left by their ancestors, people had the habit of conforming to the herd. The people who escaped had no master, so naturally they all had to follow the team, and everyone ran together, and the hope of escape was greater. So a big rout and escape became orderly, and the officers began to organize their subordinates. These people don't have the old to help the old, no young to carry, and they still run fast with hundreds of cannons. Seng Lingqin was still inseparable from the British and French forces, and Shengbao ran to Dingfuzhuang, and he also received the assistance of his main force in Dingfuzhuang.

Shengbao ran away, and the yellow coats who attacked bravely suddenly became a broken death squad. Although they were wearing yellow coats, they were the imperial guards of the Qing Dynasty, and they also dared to block the coalition forces with white-knuckle warfare, but the infantry that has undergone strict training in modernization will definitely not be inferior to any ancient white-knuckle combat unit when conducting bayonet white-knuckle combat. Moreover, the coalition forces are not as afraid of hand-to-hand combat as rumored, their courage is definitely not inferior to that of any ancient army, and their fighting skills are just as superb. For hundreds of years, the infantry in Europe has stood in two large rows at a distance of 50 meters, staring at each other with big eyes and then firing at each other, and they are not afraid of being shot in line, can they still be afraid of white-knuckle combat? In particular, the French army, which followed behind the British army, was famous in Europe for being almost invincible in white-knuckle warfare, and even the old Mao who charged with a bayonet of three hundred yards could not defeat them. Britain and France can be said to have their own strengths, although the British army's bayonet skills are a little worse, but people have cannons! Two twelve-pounder* guns, advancing with great precision as the British army advanced. The warriors of the Beijing camp, who were inferior in numbers, weapons, and command, only bought Katsuho time to flee for their lives, and then fell into the dust unwillingly. They failed, and they were defeated very completely, with little to show for themselves, but they proved themselves with blood, and they were worthy of the yellow coat on their bodies.

Shengbao kept people in Dingfuzhuang at first, but also unintentionally inserted willows, he is a person who is used to losing battles, and he has to leave some elite soldiers behind him to take over his own rest assured. However, he didn't have a concept of the configuration of troops, so he left the cavalry and spearmen who could play a role in Bali Bridge in Dingfuzhuang, and only brought artillery and a small number of musketeers to the front line.

Shengbao woke up at a very good time, and as soon as he entered Dingfuzhuang, he woke up, as if Dingfuzhuang was his magic medicine, which frightened the Goshha around him. However, the effect of the medicine did not last long, and the Goshha were not even out of breath! The British and French armies caught up, especially the British troops, who pursued them particularly fiercely. The French army was just trying to expand the results of the war, but the British army was really playing with their lives, and there were Praetorian Guards in yellow coats in the Shengbao department, and they recognized that it was Shengbao or the ghost army, and it was Shengbao who kidnapped Grant.

As soon as the enemy came to the door, the effect of Dingfuzhuang's medicine passed, and Shengbao fainted cleanly. There is no one in charge, and the battle royale of the Qing army in Dingfuzhuang has to be staged, but this time with cavalry, everyone is not so flustered, and the escape is very smooth, and they run back to Beijing in one breath.

Seng Gelinqin was still foolishly trying to divide the main forces of the British and French armies, and Guo Xing'a discovered the abnormality of the Shengbao Division. However, he couldn't see clearly, didn't know the specific situation, and could only wait for the scout to send back the details.

"My lord, the foreign devils launched a general attack on Bali Bridge, and after the hand-to-hand combat began, Lord Shengbao was killed, and his troops also fled to Dingfuzhuang!" Changlu hurriedly brought back the deadly news.

"It's over!" Guo Xing's head hung down directly, the overall situation had been decided, and the Qing army was defeated.

"My lord, Ruilin's department saw the defeat of the Shengbao Department and fled on its own!" Another scout came running in a hurry.

"How can Ruilin ......" Pi Runmin jumped up directly.

"Don't say it, let's go! There's no point in us staying here, after a while, Monk Greenqin will be defeated, and foreign devils will occupy this place, and we will not be safe! Guo Xing'a interrupted Pi Runmin and directly gave the order to retreat.

It seemed that everyone left at once, leaving only the monk who was still fighting hard. At the same time that Guoxinga left the battlefield, the British army also sent a partial division to advance in the direction of Yu Jiawei, intending to cut off Seng Lingqin's retreat. The monk Grinqin who was in this mountain did not know that he was already under siege.