Chapter Eighty-Six: It is advisable to chase after the poor bravely

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Zong Weifeng, who almost wanted to cry, really cried, but his tears couldn't stop Chen Jiajun's approaching footsteps. It is advisable to chase the poor bravely, and not to sell the name of the overlord. Chen Ming has a deep memory of this poem by Taizu of the Red Dynasty.

A tall wooden pole stood outside the Tumen Collection, and Bao Ning still maintained the same outfit as he was at the moment of his death, of course, the wrench in the bag on his waist, the snuff box, etc., had been confiscated by Chen Ming himself. Don't look at the fact that someone's father died early, but as the chief soldier of a town, Boryeong has some good things in his pocket.

The remnants of the defeated soldiers in Nanyang Town and the remaining troops in Tumenji were very aware of the news that 'their own general soldiers were dead', and there were still a large number of prisoners of war from the green battalion kneeling around this wooden pole. As a result, the morale of the Tumen Ji Qing army was like a ball with a hole, and no matter how much it was cheered, it couldn't be high.

Zhang Hongxin, the capital of Baoning Town, replaced Zong Weifeng as the supreme commander of Tumenji, who made Zhang Hongxin's official position the highest in the group. But the bad thing is that Zhang Hongxin is the battalion officer of the left battalion of the town standard, as the town standard, they are not even protected by the corpse capital of Baoning, where does Zhang Hongxin still have a trace of prestige in this situation?

And a very important question: do they want to snatch back the corpse of their own commander-in-chief?

The Chen Jiajun did not have many troops guarding this wooden pole, only one hundred and ten people, and the large army was still dragging behind, and they had to guard so many prisoners. But none of the officers in Tumenji dared to lead the troops to attack. This problem has been resolved for a long time, and it has dampened the morale of the Qing soldiers, which is not high.

One cannon after another was pulled by Chen Jiajun from the Fenghuangtai battlefield to Tumenji. The Qing army watched as Chen Jiajun placed the artillery positions one by one in an orderly manner, which lasted more than three days. Boryeong's corpse was about to stink, and the cowards in the Tumen Fair were still frightened like turtles who didn't dare to stick out their heads. How low the morale of the Qing soldiers will be, just look at the disdainful expression of Chen Jiajun outside the city.

Even Chen Ming himself felt that the Qing soldiers and officers in it were too earth-shattering.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Two heavier versions of the three-pound cannon, plus two sub-cannons, and three cupola cannons. It is all a collection of earth gates transported by water. Chen Jiajun built an artillery position outside the south gate of Tumenji. The Qing soldiers who have not shown their heads have been safe before the cannon makes a sound, but once the cannon is powerful, it will be impossible to prevent the thin walled battlements of the Tumen Collection.

"Boom, boom, boom," the cannon roared.

One cannon after another fired in unison, the iron-blue muzzle spewed out hot fire, and the rising white smoke did not envelop the sky above the artillery position.

As soon as the cannon was fired, every gun, big or small, fell backwards in unison, and the gun carriage rushed up the slope behind the gun emplacement, and then rumbled down again when the recoil was exhausted. There is also a slope in front of the gun emplacement, but it is much shorter than the one behind. Such a structure is the artillery position designed by Chen Ming.

He did not know what the real front-loading artillery positions in history looked like. Before he crossed over, he had also seen several war films of the Napoleonic era shot by Europeans, in which the cannon reset was pushed by people. Chen Ming didn't know if the artillery positions in history were really like that, and the current artillery positions of the Chen Jiajun were designed by him out of thin air.

There are not many other benefits, the biggest advantage is labor-saving.

Under the action of two slopes, it only takes a few moments for the gun position to be restored, and after adjusting the muzzle angle slightly, and after loading gunpowder and iron bullets, the cannon can be fired again.

It is also for this reason that the artillery positions of the Chen Jiajun must be strictly built, and they must not be sloppy at all.

The earth collapsed and cracked, and the wall south of Tumenji quickly turned into a ruined wall under the concentrated bombardment of artillery. A morning of shelling, coupled with Chen Jiajun's explosives packs, assisted.

A series of loud noises came, and a section of the wall on the left side of the south gate collapsed in another continuous explosion.

One morning's roar, the south gate of Tumenji also ate a lot of shells, and now the collapse of the wall not far away also affected the south gate, and after several shakes, it also collapsed, and the gatehouse on the gate was pressed in a very distorted shape in the mound of earth and rock.

"Kill—"

Chen Erbao waved his hand. Immediately, the sharp and murderous trumpet sounded.

In the earth-shattering roar, the tide-like Chen Jiajun poured towards Tumenji.

In the ruins of the south gate, countless Qing soldiers appeared like ants, and collided with the Chen Jiajun who rushed to the front. The sound of killing shook the sky, and the artillery that had been so powerful before had stopped its anger. For now, the only thing left in this battle is hand-to-hand combat.

Chen Erbao shouted and led people to rush to Tumenji, fighting with knives and guns in close combat, Chen Jiajun did not dare to say that he was invincible, but in the face of the Nanyang soldiers in front of him, even the most courageous Chen family soldiers could scream and pounce.

Whether it was Baoning's arrogant tactics, or the battle that night, and the performance of the Tumen Qing soldiers in the last three days, the Chen family army despised them to the core. The Chen family army did not despise all the Qing soldiers in the dirt, but only aimed at the wave of people in Nanyang Town.

The courtyard of the Xu family under the Tumen market has now become the command center of the Qing army.

"Lord Zhang, the south gate was lost, the defeated soldiers of the Runing battalion fled back, and Liu Qian died in the battle."

"Then pull Deng Xinying, Xinying, and Gwangju camping up......" Sitting firmly on a big chair, Zhang Hongxin's brows didn't even move. Since he made up his mind to defend Tumenji, Zhang Hongxin has been fully prepared for such news. Now that he doesn't even care about his own life, what else can move him?

Bao Ning is dead, and Zhang Hongxin must die with him. Who asked Baoning to order him Zhang Hongxin instead of the right camp when he ordered the general? At that time, Zhang Hongxin was still jubilant, and the right camp of the town mark hung his head up and down, who would have thought that this was a dead end? This time, the left camp of Nanyang Town's town is about to be finished.

Zhang Hongxin must use his life to give an explanation to the imperial court.

Glancing at Zong Weifeng with indifferent eyes, Zhang Hongxin's voice came out without a trace of emotion, "Zong Weifeng, take the people from your Lu clan camp and then charge and beat the rebels out." ”

"Mark and obey." Zong Weifeng is now accustomed to Zhang Hongxin's expressionless face, and he also knows Zhang Hongxin's distress, but he still feels a little afraid of his voice without a trace of human smell. Because Zhang Hongxin didn't plan to live, and he Zong Weifeng not only wanted to live, but also better moved towards the position of the Lu family's battalion officer......

"Have the officers and soldiers shrunk their eggs, brothers should work harder......" Chen Erbao shouted loudly.

"The officers and soldiers are retired......"

"Officers and soldiers have escaped......"

"Kill, chase, ......" Chen Jiajun in the Tumen Collection shouted higher and higher.

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