On the west bank of the Ganjiang River, the Yuezhou Battalion is a large military camp.

"Broken camp! Break the camp! ”

There were deafening cheers from the rear of the Qing army.

The camp of the Yuezhou camp was once again bombarded by cannons, the broken camp wall was filled with gunsmoke, Huo Ran revealed a large mouth more than three zhang wide, and the collapsed gravel and floating soil were piled up into a slow slope, and thousands of Eight Banner soldiers shouted, swarming towards the gap, stepping over the corpses of their companions and soldiers of the Chu army, and killing into the camp.

The follow-up troops of the Qing army were already impatient, and the fierce Eight Banners did not wait for the order of the commander-in-chief, urging the horses to wave their swords and rush forward. There were layers of barricades and ditches outside the camp, and although several passages had been filled, the cavalry of the brigade still could not get through, and the Eight Banners jumped off their horses and charged on foot with tiger tooth knives, to support their companions in front at the first time.

On the camp walls on both sides, the soldiers of the Chu army kept firing their guns and arrows, shooting at the eight banner soldiers who were charging intensively, and the eight banner soldiers continued to fall suddenly, but they could not stop their advance.

Rockets flew sideways, gunfire rang out, the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and it was impossible to see the movement inside the camp walls, but the sound of fighting became more and more intense -- the terrible horns, the heart-shaking war drums, the sharp and piercing whistles, the hoarse cries of the soldiers, the successive collisions of weapons, the ......screams of the dying, all kinds of sounds were intertwined, and the weak people were terrified when they heard it, but the generals who had been on the battlefield for a long time were full of blood!

Tun Bu'er didn't close his eyes for several days, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a bloodthirsty wolf, staring at the Yuezhou camp opposite. Suddenly, several sky-high fires rose in the camp, and the flames were blazing. Black smoke billowed out.

"The southern thieves set fire to the camp, and they can't resist anymore!"

Tun Bu'er shouted: "Pass on my general order, not to let go of a southern thief." Don't leave a single living mouth, and after the war, the merit will be judged by the head! Kill the enemy general Tan Xiao and reward a 'future'! ”

Compared with the Ming Dynasty, the Manchu Qing Dynasty's military merit system was more perfect, from the clothed slave to the Feng Beile, a total of twenty-four futures, if it was an ordinary soldier. Half a future can be exchanged for a five-grade title - "Tuosha Lahafan", and a future will go directly to "Baita Rabulhafan", and you will not be able to enjoy endless glory and wealth in several lifetimes. (Worship Rabul Hafan.) The title of Lord of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is generally a four-rank scattered official, which roughly corresponds to the treatment of the main department or even the deputy provincial level. Two notches lower than the baron. ）

There will be brave men under the great reward. Tun Bu'er set up such a generous reward in order to motivate the Eight Banners soldiers to increase their strength at the last moment, completely eliminate the Yuezhou battalion, and do their best to lock in the victory, leaving no chance for the enemy to turn the tables.

The soldiers with loud voices were specially responsible for shouting in front of the battle, and the order of Mel Zhangjing Tun Buer immediately spread throughout the battlefield.

"Melle Zhangjing has an order, whoever kills Tan Xiao will be rewarded with a 'future'!"

The Eight Banners immediately turned red-eyed. If you kill a southern thief general, you can save twenty years of struggle. Such an opportunity must be fought! The soldiers of the Eight Banners roared, rushing to the camp of the Yuezhou camp, rushing to the center of the camp, the direction of Tan Xiao's flag.

The die is cast!

Tun Bu'er was 10,000 sure that the Yuezhou battalion would be wiped out soon, and there would be no more repetition, and the following battle would turn into a one-sided massacre of the Chu army.

It's not easy! After five days and four nights of fierce battles, they fell short several times, with nearly 3,000 casualties, and finally defeated Tan Xiao, this guy is so difficult, if the southern thieves are like them, I don't know when the king of the Qing Dynasty will be able to dominate the world......

Suddenly, he felt that there was something on the surface of his feet to climb again, and when he looked down, it turned out to be a nasty cockroach, there were too many snakes, insects, rats and ants in the south, and there was such a thing on a cold day!

Tun Bu'er raised his foot and shook it, threw the cockroach to the ground, and then stepped on it heavily. As a general, he wore a pair of majestic leather boots, the upper of which was inlaid with copper nails, and the semicircular spurs shone brightly.

trampled the cockroach under his feet, and crushed it back and forth, Tun Bu'er showed a happy grin, dare to go against me, let you be crushed!

Raising his foot, the cockroach did not die, paused slightly, and quickly crawled to the side, Tun Buer hurriedly stepped on it again, foot after foot, trampling the dirt and residual snow on the ground, but the cockroach lost its trace.

"Hmm......" Tun Bu'er was about to get angry, but he heard a big chaos in front of him, and when he looked up, a fire suddenly broke out at the gap in the camp wall of the Yuezhou camp, and more than a dozen carts full of firewood and grass were connected in a row, and the flames on the cars were churning, like a wall of fire, blocking the gap tightly, and the Eight Banners were divided into two halves!

"It's broken!"

Tun Bu'er was shocked, Yuezhou Ying couldn't hold it anymore, why was he still hiding this hand? The Eight Banners who charged on foot did not have any weapons, and they would definitely not be able to break through this wall of fire!

He hesitated for only a few seconds, then made a decision, turned on his horse, personally rushed to the artillery position in front, and said loudly: "Quick! Shoot me and blast the wall of fire open! ”

The artillery commander was a Han army banner Jiala Zhangjing, named Zhang Gaoji, he was stunned for a moment, and replied: "My lord, there are hundreds of us above, and we can't open fire!" ”

"Hurry up! Don't talk nonsense! Tun Bu'er roared, slashed his hand and whipped his hand, and a bloody ridge immediately appeared on Zhang Gaoji's face, covered his face and shook it, and fell to the ground, his eyes rolled and fainted.

The so-called urgency makes wisdom, Zhang Gaoji is actually pretending to be dizzy, although he will be punished by Tun Bu'er in doing so, and he can't even keep his head, but the lesser of two evils is still worth fighting compared with the consequences of listening to the order to fire...... You must know that many of those Eight Banners soldiers are the children of the Manchu noble family, and if they fire the guns, they will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, how can their families give up? When the time comes, all kinds of revenge will be used, and although life is worse than death, the family will have no way to live.

Fight! In case he escapes from Tunbul's men, he is the great benefactor of these Eight Banners soldiers, even if he is not the Jiala Zhangjing of this Laoshizi, he will not worry about being unsettled for the rest of his life.

Tun Bu'er ignored him, turned around and personally gave orders to the other artillery officers, shouting loudly, with great vigour, under his supervision, several big general cannons opened fire one after another, and the shells whistled out one after another, shooting towards the gap in the wall of the Chu military camp.

Near the gap, the Qing soldiers were crowded together, and every shell flying would plow a flesh alley in the crowd. Shenwei General Cannon uses nine-pound shells, flying at high speed to carry huge kinetic energy, bouncing continuously on the ground, suddenly turning without warning, as long as the flesh and blood are stained with a little edge, it is immediately broken hands and feet, stumps fly sideways, the Eight Banners soldiers were beaten to the point of crying wolf, the scene is as tragic as Shura hell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

A few shells hit the burning cart, the body immediately exploded, countless fragments shot out in all directions, and the axle of the broken wood also became a killing weapon.

Tun Bu'er's heart was dripping blood, he was angry and hateful, his face was pale, and his hands and feet were cold and numb.

But this qiē is worth it, the wall of fire formed by the cart has been blown up, and now rushing in, you can kill all the Chu troops and avenge the unjust death of the Eight Banners!

"Kill!"

He rushed out on horseback, and thousands of Eight Banner soldiers followed closely, like an unstoppable frenzy, trying to step on everything, one qiē and one qiē.

"Kill!"

In the blink of an eye, Tun Buer had rushed to the place in front of the camp, there were roadblocks and trenches blocking the way, and there were many wounded soldiers of the Eight Banners lying on the ground, and those who were lucky enough to be not injured were also knocked unconscious, running around or standing there stupidly, not knowing what to do.

The knife in his hand fell, cutting down the two Eight Banners soldiers who were blocking the way, Tun Buer suddenly pulled the reins, stepped off the war horse and raised two front hooves, and the tiger tooth knife in his hand was raised above the top, majestic, as if the god of war descended to earth.

"Kill!"

The Eight Banners jumped off their horses and charged on foot, the wall of fire blocking the road had been broken, and nothing could stop them.

"Kill!"

In the camp of the Yuezhou camp, there was a sudden loud shout, and suddenly a rapid war drum sounded, and the drum sound was full of rhythm, sounding so ominous, like the prelude to the upcoming appearance of the super boss. Tun Bu'er was startled, and looked intently, only to see that there was a blur behind the gunsmoke, and something seemed to be shaking.

As if in an instant, and as if a long time had passed, a little flickering cold light suddenly appeared in his field of vision, and then, little by little, cold light came out of the gunsmoke, and he saw that it was connected in a line, in a row, and a neat array of spears gradually showed its outline.

Tun Bu'er's eyes widened suddenly, and the Chu army came to plug the gap, indicating that the Eight Banners soldiers who rushed in had been wiped out!

How can it be!

That's hundreds of Eight Banners in armor, all of them are elite soldiers, and there are many veterans who have experienced a hundred battles, and after only a slight delay, they are all dead?

Suddenly, Tumpur lost confidence in victory.

The Yuezhou battalion is like a cockroach that can't be trampled on, no matter how hard you try, they can withstand it, and then launch a counterattack, the dilapidated camp in front of you is like a bottomless pit that can never be filled, thousands of Eight Banners soldiers have filled it, but they have never been able to defeat them.

"Kill!"

The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. Tun Bu'er was stunned for a moment, and the Eight Banners who came up rushed past him, colliding with the spear array like cannonballs, waving knives and guns, and the soldiers of the Ming and Qing armies fell one after another, like crops under the sickle constantly harvesting life.

Behind the spear array, Tan Xiao kept giving orders loudly, commanding the Yuezhou battalion, which had reached the limit, to resist desperately.

"Quick! Push the knife cart up! ”

"Everything that can move, get up for me and fight with the Tartars!"

"Lao Tzu is here today, and he will die forward!"

The wounded, the sage, the groom, the clerical master, ......, all took up their knives and guns, ready to die in battle. (To be continued......)