Chapter 80: The Bloody Battle

Huang Daping was very cautious, and there were only more than 50 Taiping Army squads entering the city, and they slowly groped into the city very carefully. The special operations team that was ordered to sentry into the enemy's situation only monitored them from the sidelines and did not attack them, and the people's assistance in defense promised by Yu Wendao was nowhere to be seen.

The Taiping army team explored the courtyards near them one by one, and each one was empty. Even the special operations team that had been following the Taiping Army was very puzzled, and the people in the city seemed to have evaporated all of a sudden. When the Taiping army was almost to the drum tower, the streets were still quiet.

One of the leaders of the Taiping army looked left and right in confusion, and waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, as if he had an order. Just as he was about to put his hand down, a shiny kitchen knife suddenly flew out diagonally from a façade room facing the street beside him. The leader of the Taiping Army, who was quite skilled, turned to avoid the oncoming kitchen knives, but the originally quiet streets suddenly became noisy, and countless kitchen knives flew from all directions, and the Taiping Army's squad fell into the rain of kitchen knives for a while.

Hidden on the roof of a house, Changlu could hardly believe his eyes, and countless people rushed out of wells, cellars, latrines, water tanks, and other unbelievable places. They roared madly and rushed towards the Taiping army, and the sound of killing in the city was shocking for a while. The people who were closer to the Taiping Army may have had experience in the brick battle with the Qing army a few days ago, and they frantically threw hidden weapons at the Taiping Army. However, this time, the weapons of the people were no longer bricks, but were replaced by sharp metal weapons such as kitchen knives and axes.

The ambush of the people was indeed unexpected, but it still seemed to be miscalculated. The location where they hide is too weird, and although it hides their bodies well, it also restricts their activities. There are a lot of people who rush out, but they are not large-scale, like waves of uninterrupted waves, but each wave has only three or five people, and it is impossible to form an effective combat force. It seems to be a tactic of adding oil, although there are many people, but they come one by one, and they can only be annihilated one by one.

Although the Taiping army suffered from kitchen knives for a while, it was not easy for the flying kitchen knife to hurt people, and most of the Taiping soldiers were smashed hard by the back of the wide knife, and they didn't even see blood. These well-trained soldiers did not panic, they quickly formed their formations, and raised their muskets towards the rushing people.

The loose formation of the people and the reasonable dispatch of the Taiping army allowed the musket phalanx composed of only more than 50 people to successfully block the offensive of the people. But the people were not frightened by the casualties, but launched an even more frantic attack, completely disregarding their own life and death. It's not just the people who follow one another, but the red-eyed people have begun to pave the way forward for their companions with their bodies. The sparse firepower network lasted only a few moments before it was breached, and the Taiping had to rely on bayonets to defend their defenses.

On the not wide street, more than 300 people surrounded the Taiping army of more than 50 people. Swords gleamed in the sun, bayonets stabbed wildly in blood and tears, shouts and wails were deafening. The martial arts of the common people were extremely mediocre, but the bayonets of the Taiping army were quite disciplined. Hundreds of civilians fell, but the Taiping army suffered fewer than 10 casualties.

The Taiping army, which was constantly stabbing with guns, gradually felt the pressure lessen, and the people who were constantly attacking began to retreat. But before the Taiping army could catch its breath, the rear ranks of the people had already appeared in a neat row of archers. Under the astonished gaze of the Taiping army, the archers began to release arrows, and they attacked everyone indiscriminately, including their own people who had already been mixed up with the Taiping army. Arrows rained down, and the people seemed to have become fleshless puppets.

The archers numbly put their arrows away, without the slightest hesitation, even if they were in front of their own village, they just kept stretching their bows and arrows like marionettes. And the people who were caught in the melee had already put life and death aside, completely ignoring the arrows flying from behind, and desperately waving the weapons in their hands at the enemy in front of them. Even though their backs were full of their own arrows, they were still fighting like crazy, as if they had already understood the fate of their abandoned sons. Five people for one Taiping army, the people are completely fighting with their lives, five lives for one life, they don't care.

Changlu on the roof saw the banner from the city tower: "Limited support for the people." ”

Changlu, who couldn't stand it for a long time, revealed his figure on the roof and began to order his subordinates to attack with gestures. The snipers, dressed in Enfield M1853s, began to snipe the Taiping Army from all angles. People who have the courage to give their lives, especially in certain circumstances, are particularly likely to resonate with others. The people did it, and they won the respect of the Qing army, even if they didn't fight well.

With the intervention of snipers, the Taiping Army's position was instantly disintegrated, and one by one, the brave Taiping soldiers were sniped, and the Taiping Army also fell into a situation of fighting on its own. The crazy expressions of the people have already shocked the minds of the Taiping army, and the Taiping army, which has lost its organization, has become fish and meat on the chopping block.

The last Taiping soldier plunged his bayonet into the chest of a thin black man in front of him, pulled it out and smashed the last enemy in front of him to the ground, and then shot him into a hedgehog in a rain of arrows. The soldier with countless feathered arrows stuck in his body fell to the ground with a majestic bang. The red-eyed people did not stop there, they cried and rushed at the corpses, and finally chopped them into pulp.

A few women of some age were rolling and crying in the pile of flesh and blood, as if they had endless anger to vent. The blade in his hand slashed weakly through the flesh, and the blade slammed into the ground. The rest of the people were like puppets, numb in a circle, watching this sad and terrible scene without any expression. It seems that the fight of the right talents has drained their souls, and all that remains is a group of confused bodies.

A group of more than 300 Taiping troops rushed into the city gate, their phalanx across the streets, their muskets aimed at the people who were wandering in confusion. One by one, like a wave hitting a stone, like a monk in the temple ringing a bell, Huang Daping can always grasp the moment when the enemy relaxes. The muskets rang out like popping beans, and the confused people fell like waves of wheat. The sound of muskets is like a stick in the head, and like a morning bell and a dusk drum, waking up the intoxicated people back to this terrible and bloody world.

The squad of fifty men who did not occupy the gates was merely a decoy, and their sacrifice was to lure out of the ambush in the city. The second wave of 300 men was no longer a decoy, and they divided 100 men to continue shooting the people in the streets, while the other 200 quickly pounced on the city gates, trying to occupy the key points.

Changlu, who was about to order the special operations team to further participate in the battle, wanted to suppress the Taiping Army with the rapid-fire fire of the revolver rifle, saw the flag from the city tower again: "Withdraw from the battle, return to the urn city and the main round, and stand by to break through!" ”

Looking at the people in the pool of blood, Changlu's heart seemed to have been stabbed severely, and the blood that flowed out fell on his heart again. If the special operations team withdraws, the people can only face a massacre helplessly, but Changlu will never be able to disobey Goxinga's orders. Enduring the pain in his heart, Changlu made a gesture to retreat, and the soldiers of the special operations team withdrew from their positions one by one. The Taiping army and the people all saw these strange figures, and they all knew that the Qing army was gone.

Changlu, who ran towards the urn city, felt extremely aggrieved and painful in his heart, and he didn't know what it was for. He didn't know the people, who had been enemies not so long ago, and Changlu's unmarked Enfield had targeted many of them. Changlu hated himself very much for the sake of his former enemy. A voice kept saying in his heart, "You can save them, you can save them...... But you don't have ......"

After following Guo Xing'a, Changlu couldn't remember how many people he had killed, but for the first time today, he felt the pain of a strange life being lost in front of his eyes. Changlu, who was running, secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and he didn't know who the tears were flowing for.

"Compassion is not in charge of soldiers, love is not in affairs, righteousness is not financial management, and goodness is not an official." Guo Xing'a, who had been watching the battle with a telescope at the head of the city, whispered to Fuquan and the others around him, not knowing whether to explain or comfort himself.

The banner of the Taiping army was erected on the tower of the west gate, and then there was a shout of killing from the city, and then the proud banner fell again. In the binoculars, Guo Xing'a saw someone jumping from the city with the Taiping army in his arms. Someone rushed at the enemy and was killed by muskets, just to give those behind him a chance to fight hand-to-hand.

"Bang dang ......" Guo Xing'a heard the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, and looked in the direction, Guo Xing'a knew that the jack gate at the west gate had been lowered.

"A company entered the city to occupy the drum tower to set up a defensive line, a special operations team entered the city to support the people, and the cavalry company was ready to charge in the city." Guo Xinga clenched the telescope in his hand. Guo Xing'a didn't know if Yu Wendao was forcing him to make a move with blood, but his conscience was too painful.

"Come from the rain, you can bring all five small cannons!" When Bi Yuntao dispatched the troops, Guo Xing'a turned around and added.

By the time the Qing army re-entered the city and set up a defensive line in the Drum Tower, more than 300 people in the streets had already been killed and wounded, and the Taiping army was turning over and attacking the West Gate, trying to regain control of the city gate. The special operations team quietly touched up from the flank, and before they could attack, Bi Yuntao had already led two platoons to press up from behind the Taiping army.

Two platoons were left to defend the drum tower in case the Taiping army entered the city through the east or north gates, cutting off the return route of the Qing army in the west city. With two platoons of troops and five artillery pieces, Bi Yuntao launched an artillery charge. The rifles with high accuracy and long range covered the advance of the artillery, and the artillery continued to bombard the back of the Taiping army with a charge of one and a half pounds*. The common people who fought cold weapons, and the Taiping army, who were proud of the spring equinox, were beaten into chaos for a while. He could only give up Ximen and turn around to deal with the Qing army behind him with all his might.

As soon as the Taiping army lined up their formation, the special operations squad on the flank launched a surprise attack,* raining down and revolver rifles pouring ammunition like a whirlwind. A company of muskets and artillery fired a final salvo, then quickly moved out of the way, and the cavalrymen in blue cotton armor, shouting long live, rushed towards the Taiping army like a raging wind.

The infantry, having lost their formation, facing the cavalry charging at high speed in the narrow streets, was a real massacre. The saber killed only half of the enemy, and the others were killed by the horses or trampled into a pulp of flesh by the horses' hooves. The Taiping army, which still numbered more than 200 people, was wiped out without firing a single bullet.

The sound of thunderous footsteps sounded, as if the shouts from Jiuyou sounded, and countless people rushed to the city, and for a time the city wall was crowded. The eastern, western, and northern gates were instantly filled with heavily armed people, and the head of the city, which had not been defended, immediately became like an iron bucket.

"Is it worth it?" Seeing Yu Wendao again, Guo Xing'a only asked two words.

"The last time we gave in, we even welcomed, just because we didn't experience it. Now that we've been through it all, we'd rather die than give in! Yu Wendao's gaze was still so firm.