Midnight.

Flames erupted everywhere in the old city of Guangzhou.

It is difficult to count the Tatar soldiers who entered the neighborhood through the gaps in the battle line and the city walls.

The Ming army crouched behind the battle line, holding weapons and sharing the last bit of tobacco. The fireworks are lit up in the night, and the view is like stars.

The smoke of gunfire blackened the cheeks and bandanas of all kinds of bandanas of the officers and men, and there was no time to clean them up, so they turned into protective colors during the night.

The pipe is extinguished and the retreat begins.

From the two wings to the core position of the City God Temple, the platoon leaders ran through the queue and patted the subordinate soldiers on the right shoulder. The soldier photographed, regardless of the unit he originally belonged to, quickly stood up and trotted forward with broken steps after the platoon.

The highest surviving officer of each company escorted the team at the end of the line, and the deputy led the way at the front. The three days of bloody fighting allowed the soldiers to grow rapidly, and no one in the team made a noise, only doing their assigned tasks.

The battle lines were staggered, and the Tatar soldiers, who were in close contact, immediately discovered that the Ming army had withdrawn from their positions, and the pursuers were embellished like maggots attached to the bones.

Bows and arrows with a faster rate of fire are better than arquebuses that require cumbersome loading and shooting in formations, and there is no need to consider the problem of the bowstring opening and disintegrating in winter.

Fan Chengen, Zhang Pengfei and other Ming generals and their family members each carried a pot of arrows, and shot backwards with their bows as they retreated. According to the image of the Ming generals observed in the order, they were usually dressed in simple iron armor and carried quivers, and everyone from the north could shoot arrows.

The columns converged on Chengxuan Street.

At the core position of the City God Temple, the last two companies were handed over to Andrei, the commander of the Dongshui Battalion.

"You're our spearhead."

"I will crush all enemies who stand in my way."

Andrei saluted, put on his helmet and stood in the first row of spears.

The Dongshui battalion has a pike-heavy infantry company, and the fully armed hand-to-hand heavy infantry company is equipped with Spanish cockscomb helmets, cuirass and 4-meter long guns. The cuirass protected against conventional cold weapons, and the Tatar small-caliber arquebuses were difficult to penetrate unless fired at close range.

Guangzhou Chengxuan Street is 2 zhang 5, about 7 meters wide. The old city is an administrative district, and the roads are set up horizontally and vertically, not as chaotic as the new city.

Companies of hunters armed with light arquebuses scattered in front to open the way, the phalanx of pikes raised their spears, and two companies formed a breakthrough fist. The other two Ming armies retreated parallel to the adjacent road.

The subsequent breakout sequence was followed by the left flank battalion, the wounded soldiers, the right flank battalion, and the central battalion near the core position was finally withdrawn. The Order Command followed the left flank battalion. Seriously wounded soldiers were loaded into carts and carried out by lightly wounded soldiers, baggage soldiers, and artillerymen who had lost their weapons.

Before the start of the march, Shou Xuan emphasized to all the battalion commanders, "Everyone, remember everyone, you are not allowed to stop without my order, and if you find the equipment blocking the road, you will immediately push it to the side of the road." ”

The Dutch gunners fired the last shells at the pursuing Tatars, pulled out iron nails and nailed the gun doors, which were turned into scrap metal. The gunners then discarded the cannon and their equipment, drew their daggers and fled into the retreat line.

Li Jianjie led the most elite 100 horsemen to cover on the three retreat roads, and several Ming generals and family members also changed horses.

The retreat had just begun, not at a fast pace, and the Tatar pursuers were in the rear.

Fan Chengen pulled the horse's head, "Li Si, rush with your brother?" ”

Li Jianjie smiled, "I was just trying to compete with my brother, let's see who has more Tartar heads?" ”

Fan Chengen laughed, "You and I each occupy a road." ”

Zhang Pengfei: "The two generals must be careful, and they must not chase too far. ”

Fan Chengen didn't care about the authentic words, "Got it." Mr. Zhang, the middle lane will be handed over to you. ”

The fires lit everywhere made the visibility at night very good, and there was no need to worry about kicking the horse's hooves on the side of the hardened roadside, the two teams of cavalry turned around and rushed into the chasing queue, Li Jianjie quickly rode with a light knife, Fan Chengen held an iron bone duo, one person harvested left and right, and one person beat the Tianling cover.

Forward troops.

The company of chasseurs skillfully loaded and fired as they advanced. If on the battlefield of a battle, the skirmish line they pull will be responsible for the advance of the battle line. The spear array, like a steamroller, ran rampant through the streets of the city, crushing the small groups of Tatars who stood in its way to minced meat.

The retreat was not fast, but it was firm.

Casualty among the chasseur companies was increasing, and the infantry that followed took over from both sides of the pikes and evacuated the wounded.

According to the Yamen of the Inspectorate in Guangzhou, a soldier of Geng Fan hurriedly ran into the residence of the Inspector.

"Lord Liao, Lord Liao."

"What's the, tell me about it?"

"The Ming army, the brigade of the Ming army is here."

Liao Tingyun, the eleventh leader of Geng Fan, pulled over with a big ear scraper, "You're blind." Obviously, we had just fought a bloody battle with the Ming army in the Yamen, and more than 20 levels of the Ming army were killed. According to the judge's yamen, how can there be a Ming army in front of the yamen, get out of Lao Tzu quickly. ”

Soldier A was not convinced, and was about to argue, but his comrades immediately dragged him away.

Liao Tingyun pouted.

Shang and Geng fought in Guangzhou, and the cannonballs in the city rained down, and Liao Tingyun had fought for more than ten years, but he had never seen such a ruthless cannon. Shang and Geng Fan's soldiers suffered unknown casualties.

The old prince promised to give a reward for ten days, and the soldiers of the two feudal domains rushed into the city of Guangzhou, eager to eat meat and sleep on the soldiers and civilians of Guangzhou. But Liao Tingyun was disappointed after entering the city, searched for half the night, only hacked to death more than 20 men, and captured a bunch of porcelain and silk furniture that needed to be realized with effort.

Liao Tingyun is still lucky, silk can be used as a money maker, and there is an unlucky leader who spent a long time working hard to get down the city wall, paid a room of dried ginger, and wanted to cry without tears. It's really unlucky.

The soldier who was dragged away arrived in the courtyard and broke away from his companion's hand, "Brother, the Ming army is on the street, I don't believe you to go and see it." ”

The veteran lit his pipe and looked the recruit up and down a few times.

Geng Domain each has more than a dozen Niu Lu, and there are more than 2,000 soldiers under the domain. Supporting these more than 2,000 soldiers were 20,000 dingkou and slaves who were captured and voluntarily recruited from various places, and women were counted separately.

The situation of the four major feudal domains of Shang, Geng, Wu, and Shen was much the same. Compared with the Manchu Eight Banners, because they are also Han Chinese, the people in the mainland are more likely to accept the rule of the Han kings. This time in the south, the number of people who took the initiative to charge into the domain was extremely large, and the actual population of the four major feudal leaders was excessive, and their strength was far stronger than that of the Manchurian Eight Banners. As the Tatars gained more and more advantages under the city of Guangzhou, the population of the feudal domain continued to expand, and at this rate, it would be a matter of the next few years to reach 40,000 or 50,000 men.

The sufficient population ensured the replenishment of the troops of the Shang and Geng domains, and although the army suffered heavy losses under the city of Guangzhou, the troops of the two domains were always full. This soldier is the new Yu Ding, some of Yu Ding's family has slaves to produce, and his free time is used to exercise martial arts, and his combat effectiveness is not bad, but he doesn't understand the rules.

"Brother, your father went, and no one taught you the rules of the army. I'll tell you. ”

"Thank you, brother."

"On the battlefield, you will do whatever the leader says. We can't touch the bigger officials, and even if we do, we don't have to care, only the assistant leader is our leader. ”

"Yes, brother, why did Zuo Ling say just now that there is no Ming army?"

"Brother. Did you see the Iron Man Army in front of the Ming Army? ”

"See."

The veteran took two puffs of cigarette in a row, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

"Enough brothers have died at the hands of the Iron Man. Isn't it good to live well? Our brothers finally dodged the shells of the Ming army, and just entered the world of flowers in Guangzhou, so they should enjoy it, why bother to fight with a group of poor people. ”

The recruit suddenly realized, grateful and admired the veteran, "Brother, you woke me up, I'm too stupid." ”

The veteran grinned, "You're not stupid, you just have too much to learn." ”

The door of a side room next to it opened, and the finished soldier came out with his pants.

The veteran pushed the recruit, "It's your turn, women are also a lesson you have to learn." ”

The recruits excitedly rushed into the wings.

The veteran took a sip. Damn, it's really unlucky, I grabbed two little ladies in the middle of the night. Zuo Ling smiled and accepted one, which would be the more than 20 Ben Zuo Ling soldiers who stayed in the Yamen of the Judge and had to share a woman. It is better to lay down the city of Guangzhou than to harvest in Nanxiong Mansion.

The retreat of the Ming army continued, and not all Tatar soldiers were robbing.

In a city as big as Guangzhou, it was impossible to evacuate everyone, and from time to time disheveled women fled to the streets on both sides of the street, attracting Tatar soldiers wearing red tassels and white hats or gray cloths.

These Tatars who dared to stand in the way were either beaten into a sieve by muskets or stabbed into a sieve by spears, and the result was much the same.

From the Ming army front to the Great South Gate, the distance is almost 3.5 kilometers. The troops marched forward while fighting, and if it was a normal walking pace, this little bit of the road would take less than an hour. But not now, two and a half hours later, the striker arrived at the city gate where the Great South Gate was closed.

Andrei commanded the troops who arrived first to turn around and line up to cover the entry of the follow-up troops into the inner ring road under the city walls.

Shou Xian breathed a sigh of relief, the past two and a half hours were extremely long. Fortunately, the Tatar pursuit and blocking were unorganized, spontaneous and scattered, and the losses seemed acceptable.

In the firelight, the Orca heraldic flag fluttered under the Great South Gate, guiding all the soldiers.

Both the Ming and Tatar soldiers could clearly see the blood-red banner of order.

For countless nights, Shang Fan Tuban Zhifu was awakened by a nightmare, and this battle flag was his nightmare.

Hundreds of feudal brothers died at the hands of the owner of this battle flag, Shenyang Shiwang Pavilion Emperor Taiji took the Shang Domain's deserters to sacrifice the flag, Ban Zhifu survived to death, but left a whip mark that could not be recovered, which was the pain of his life.

After Huang Taiji's death, Ban Zhifu used twice as many of the others' military exploits to climb back to the position of the capital, only God knows how many bloody battles it had been.

Goshha plunged down one by one, "Master, are you still chasing?" ”

Ban Zhifu woke up from his trance, "No need to chase, collect the troops." ”

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The cavalry of the Ming army behind the palace.

Fan Chengen's family member reported loudly, "Master, the striker has arrived at the Great South Gate, we should withdraw." ”

Fan Chengen was a bloody man at this time, and the horse was a bloody horse, so he didn't have time to get off the horse and cut off his head, so he didn't know how many people he had killed.

Promised, about to retreat.

A Tatar soldier lying upstairs lit the three-eyed gun, and Fan Chengen seemed to have been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer, fell off his horse, and was drowned by the red tasseled white hat that caught up.

Li Yuanyin rushed out of the encirclement with his family, disengaged from the pursuers, dispersed a few small groups of green battalion soldiers, and also rushed to the south gate. He was the last covering force.

The south gate is facing Chengxuan Street, and the city gate is closed. The Ming army still had to walk a little longer, and the small south gate on the east side was the end of the retreat.

There is an urn city at the small south gate, at this time the city gate is wide open and the urn city gate inside is closed, and the order stands in the door hole, waiting for the last soldier to enter the urn city, and orders to close the gate and block it with a stone.