[Today's third watch, tomorrow will continue to be the third watch, ask for collection]

Roll Henan Camp. In the camp of the Chen family's army, a bloody battle has come to an end. Fuyong, who was supported by Ma Wenjie's troops, launched a large-scale attack on Nanying, directly mobilizing more than 3,000 troops. The bombardment of Chen Jiajun's flying thunder artillery and the accumulation of muskets did not stop the Qing soldiers' charge.

-- There were too many Qing soldiers, and the Chen army was divided by ravines, and it was impossible to organize all the firearms forces.

And in the following time, Fuyong continued to send two battalion heads to the battlefield, as well as a group of Jingzhou banner soldiers. But none of this allowed him to earn the victory he was looking for.

The soldiers of the Chen family army, who shouted 'Tiger Tiger Tiger ......', held bayonets and spears, held swords, shields or axes, hammers and heavy weapons, and wore breastplates and iron armor, they used their strong bravery to block the Qing soldiers' onslaught, and they were about to defeat their attack!

The tank battalion maintained a straight and intact front like a wall. In the ditch after the ditch rolling south camp, there are only two such straight lines, and a piece of sturdy logs is used in the middle to build over the ditch.

A part of the Qing soldiers rose up in the howl of the officers, and also shouted loudly, and the spears in the back row were flattened one after another, and they went to meet the Chen family's army. Their command was already in disarray, some retreating, some remaining in place to resist, and the array became an irregular jagged shape.

Two torrents of cyan and red came towards him, Jiang Kui stared at a soldier of the Eight Banners twenty paces away in front of him, both of whom were holding spears, and the soldier of the Eight Banners in cotton armor suddenly rushed over after entering ten steps. Jiang Kui also did not evade, let out a beastly howl, the spear in his hand stabbed out violently, he and another teammate stabbed the flag soldier's cotton armor chest at the same time, and at the same time, his chest was also pierced by the spear in the flag soldier's hand, and the tip of the spear made a piercing steel grinding sound, but it could not be pierced in one fell swoop. However, the cotton armor worn by the flag soldier itself could not be as hard as the iron shell on Jiang Kui's chest, and although the two spears were hindered, the head of the spear successfully pierced the cotton armor through the inertia of the impact and broke into the chest of the flag soldier.

The flag soldier was pushed back two steps by the two of them, the spear in his hand had been discarded, he grabbed the two guns with both hands, his mouth was spitting blood, and his face was completely distorted. Jiang Kui and the two drew their spears together, and the flag soldiers immediately fell to the ground.

There was a miserable cry next to Jiang Kui, and one of the sword and shield soldiers in their squad was stabbed in the calf by a spear, Jiang Kui took a step forward, and the spear quickly stabbed out, reaping the life of the banner soldier. It's just that he just put away the gun, and two green battalion soldiers with single knives rushed out behind the banner soldier, Jiang Kui quickly put the gun in front of his face, and blocked the oncoming single knife, and the spear of his comrades around him stabbed straight to the result, Jiang Kui opened the single knife with only one mouth, and wanted to swing the gun to assassinate, but a gunshot sounded on the side, and the rest of the green battalion soldier's brain was half broken by the handcuff gun.

Fei Yang'a clenched the big knife with both hands to hold the oncoming spear, and approached the Chen Jiajun soldier on the opposite side with two big strides with the spear, and when he didn't have time to retreat, his left arm swung his elbow and smashed into the face of the Chen Jiajun soldier, the latter's nose and mouth were full of blood, the spear in his hand fell to the ground, and the whole person staggered as if he was drunk, but he subconsciously tried to straighten his posture and not fall, and was slashed through the neck by Fei Yang'a, who was caught up with him in two big strides.

This is the third person that Feiyanga has captured. The martial arts he had cultivated since he was a child paid off on the battlefield. The blood splattered on the neck of the Chen Jiajun soldier dripped to his mouth, and Fei Yang'a stretched out his tongue and licked it, his face covered with hideousness. He was about to take another big step in pursuit of his next target when a spear stabbed out of the diagonal and hit the calf exposed from the hem of his skirt. The pain was so severe that Feiyanga screamed, and the man paused, and with a roar of a tiger, he slashed at the barrel of the gun below, severing it with a single blow. But the Chen family army that attacked him was not one, and there were not enough companions around him to cover him, a spear pierced him in the chest, Fei Yanga rolled on the spot with the momentum of the knife, and quickly dodged the shot, but before he could get up, a spear had already pierced his arm, and then a whining sound of breaking wind came into his head, and he couldn't stand up anymore......

Is there really a strong general on the battlefield who is against a hundred people? The more Chen Ming understood the war, the more suspicious he became, and the bravery of individuals was too cheap in front of organized soldiers.

Whether it is the flag soldier or the green battalion soldier, there are people who fight bravely, and there are people who are proficient in martial arts. But none of them could stop the collapse of their own soldiers and horses, and they couldn't stop the advance of the Chen family's army......

Calm returned to the southern camp, half of the camp was covered with corpses, and there were some groaning wounded soldiers.

Most of the soldiers of the Chen family army returned to the trenches, and only a few were searching for their surviving comrades, as well as the green battalion soldiers and flag soldiers.

In front of Chen Ming were several sets of cotton armor of flag soldiers, which looked like they were sweating and were being cut by several pro-soldiers with knives.

"No wonder some of them pierced with one shot, and some of them were still ......alive after being stabbed by so many knives," Chen Ming, who had always been skeptical of the cotton armor of the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, gained his own answer at this moment. The rolling corrupt army not only eroded the firearms of the green battalion soldiers, but also the Jingzhou garrison flag soldiers, the masters of my Qing Dynasty, were inevitably victimized.

The armor, which was obviously much heavier than the cotton armor on the side, was covered with layers of cotton that had been pressed to death, and it was also really lined with iron sheets, and copper nails were used outside, which was really strong. There were so many slashing marks, and none of them were cut through. Even if it was a spearhead, it didn't work in one fell swoop.

As the saying goes: Ningzhong does not suffer one knife with three arrows, and would rather suffer three knives than one shot. The spear is a great weapon of destruction in hand-to-hand combat. This cotton armor was pierced twice by the spear, and only the second time it actually pierced the cotton armor, but it was only a small wound to the owner of the cotton armor. The blood stained inside was only the size of the mouth of the bowl, and it was obviously not a big wound. The real fatal wound of the owner of this cotton armor came from the chest, and he was hit in the heart by the handcuff.

The other three cotton armors on the side, one of which was inferior in quality to the first one, could still resist the knife cut, and its owner died under the spear, which was still a good armor; There is another one that is much worse, the owner of the cotton armor was cut into a blood gourd by a random knife, and almost all knives can break the armor; The owner of the last piece of cotton armor was directly killed by a grenade, and the armor was the lightest, and only a few pieces of iron could be found in it after being peeled off.

"I'll just say, if the quality of the Qing army's armament is to be reduced, it must be completely reduced, and it makes no sense that the cotton armor of the Eight Banners can still be the same as when it entered the customs......" The number of flag soldiers killed in this battle is afraid to be two hundred, which is a bit more than Chen Ming expected.