"Let the sons and daughters let go and slash."

After the Taiping army was forced into Shenwan, Ha Ha Mu's face showed a long-lost smile, and the soldiers around him were all sent by him, and the terrain here was simply prepared for the Manchurian cavalry. He believes that it won't be long before the head of the thief Xiucai will be picked up and sent to him by the sons, and he wants to take a good look at what this southern barbarian Xiucai who turned the world upside down near Guangzhou looks like!

The horn of "woo woo" sounded from the Qing army brigade, and the five Manchurian Niu Lu attacked Shenwan from different directions, brandishing long knives and preparing to slash and kill the Taiping army who had no way to escape.

The green battalion soldiers are not far behind, and they may not have the ability to rush forward to fight a tough battle, but they have the strength to follow the Manchurian soldiers to chase and kill those lonely Taiping Kou.

You Dahai rushed into Shenwan under the banner of his chief soldier surrounded by several pro-soldiers, and there was nothing to make him afraid of the general soldier at this moment.

Hu Qili, that idiot, was really frightened by the thief Xiucai, General Jingnan brought out all the Manchurian soldiers this time, you can't be a Taiping Kou, you can't be a thief Xiucai with three heads and six arms! It's okay now, you didn't get the credit, but you can eat the good fruit of General Jingnan! Do you think the Governor will be able to protect you this time?

Thinking that Hu Qili was a fool who missed the opportunity to atone for his crimes, the more You Dahai thought about it, the happier he became, he had not been ridiculed by this governor's favorite general in the past.

"All follow Lao Tzu to fight the water dogs, damn it, last time in Lutou River Lao Tzu almost asked Taiping Kou to cut off his head, this time it's Lao Tzu's turn to show his majesty!"

"Kill. Kill them all for me, and reward one or two pieces of silver for the head of a Taiping Kou, and double for those who are officials. If you capture that thief alive, the total soldier will be rewarded with 1,000 taels! ”

You Dahai opened a price code, but this price code was one-third less than that that Governor Li Shutai opened for him, especially the price set by the Governor for the thief Xiucai was 10,000 taels!

As long as you arrest someone, you don't care whether you live or die, real money, cash on the spot! This price is higher than the silver reward that King Pingnan was still happy to open!

Originally, You Dahai didn't expect the Governor's reward to fall into his pocket. After all, the Taiping Kou is too capable of fighting, the Green Battalion can't beat them, the Governor can't beat them, the Han Army Banner can't beat them, and the Manchurian soldiers were also sawed and killed by them. How dare he, a defeated general, covet this reward. This time, he followed General Jingnan to fight Xiangshan City, he just hoped that he could make a hard job, but he couldn't think of fighting with the Taiping army.

Now, his heart is hot. The Taiping troops who were fleeing in embarrassment seemed to have become silver ingots one by one. I don't know that the thief Xiucai hiding in that corner is shining golden from head to toe!

You Dahai only hates that he can't recognize that thief Xiucai, otherwise he will take someone else's head in the midst of thousands of troops!

No, it's a dog's head!

"Brothers, go up, kill the Taiping, and take the silver!"

Under the heavy reward, there must be brave men, and under the encouragement of You Dahai's own soldiers, the masters and soldiers also forgot that they had never fought. They have never killed anyone, and their eyes are full of silver. One by one, they rushed into Shenwan after the Manchurian soldiers, lest they run too slowly, and the silver was robbed by others.

The military heart is available, the military heart is available!

You Dahai is indescribably excited, this battle, he is the right one

The Taiping army entered the place of death as they wished, and Kalai Daoga was also relieved that what he feared did not happen. He didn't think much about what kind of smug expression Hahamu would have at this moment, but continued to command the outflanking and encirclement of the Taiping army. Even though victory was already in sight, Kalai Daoga did not slack off.

The rapid maneuver of the Manchurian cavalry finally showed itself on this tidal flat, and the Manchurian cavalry of 5 Niu Lu divided two into two chasing the Taiping army, and the other 3 went around to both sides of the Taiping army, adopting the tactics of insertion and truncation, wanting to cut off the Taiping army's thousands of troops into countless squads, defeat the Taiping army that dared to counterattack, and then calmly clean them up. This method can also minimize the casualties of the Eight Banners, and the Taiping army that has lost its command is no more than a lamb to be slaughtered.

The mighty monk Kul with a blue flag rushed at the front, and under his arm was a sharp double-edged knife with the blade of a log the thickness of an arm, longer than the body of a spear. The knife is cut on both sides, and the front can split the person in half, and it is also a bloody wound when it is stained, no matter how many needles and threads you can't sew up the gap, and in the end you can only watch the blood on your body drain from this hole. Previously, on the east bank of the Huangsha River, there were not ten or eight Taiping soldiers who died under the homemade double-edged long knife of Seng Kule, and now, he wants this knife to be stained with more Taiping blood.

The Qing army had the absolute upper hand, and the Taiping army was bound to be defeated in this Jedi, and no matter how much they tried to resist, they would be crushed by the Manchurian cavalry wave after wave.

This is the battlefield where Manchurian Erlang shows his talents, and this is the battlefield where Manchurian Erlang shows his majesty!

"Drive!"

Monk Kule flicked his horsewhip sharply and pointed his spear at a Taiping soldier who had fled and had not forgotten to carry the military flag.

The Taiping soldier seemed to know that death was coming behind him, so he didn't dare to look back at all, he only ran forward desperately, and even he had the urge to throw away the military flag and flee for his life, but thinking of the consequences, he still gritted his teeth and carried the military flag on his shoulder.

"Nanban, you can't run!"

Stupid Han people, do you think you are not slow enough to carry the military flag!

When Seng Kule laughed and was about to slash the tip of his spear at the back of the Taiping army carrying the flag, he suddenly felt that his body suddenly became lighter, and then the whole person sank down violently, except for some falling from the horse.

What's going on?!

Seeing the Taiping soldier who had recovered his life escaping from his hands, Seng Kule was furious, and raised his whip to whip his unfortunate mount, but when he looked down, he was shocked that his hairs stood on end—all four legs of his mount had sunk into the mud, and all four legs had sunk half deep.

The war horse is a spiritual animal, and when it is stuck in the mud, it knows that this place is dangerous, so it pulls its four hooves upwards vigorously, trying to break free from this place of death, but it can't pull it out, and the more it struggles, the deeper it sinks. The horse let out a mournful roar, and was so frightened that it could no longer move, its belly already pressed against the ground, and its nose was full of the stench coming from the mud.

Oh no, it's a trap!

The monk Kul on the horse was already so frightened that he rolled over, and when he landed, he obviously felt his feet sinking, and his ankles were already in the mud. He suddenly remembered that the Taiping army who was carrying the flag just now didn't want to run fast, but that his feet couldn't be fast, because he had to pull out his feet hard every time he ran!

Damn, how did I not find out!

"Don't come, don't come!"

"Go back, go back!"

In a hurry, Monk Kule opened his mouth wide to warn the rear, but it was too late, and in his sight, the horses of the Manchurian cavalry fell into the mud one after another, and there were dozens of Manchu soldiers who showed their intentions to their companions like him. However, their voices were muffled by the shouts of killing on the battlefield, and the shouts of killing came more from the Qing army itself, especially the green battalion soldiers who rushed up the fiercest.

More and more Manchurian soldiers discovered that something was wrong on the tidal flats, and more and more fell into the mud.

The Manchurian soldiers looked at the immobile mounts in horror, and watched in a daze as the Taiping soldiers who were being chased by them turned their heads and pounced on them with swords and spears.

The Manchurian soldiers, who were lucky and quick to react, abandoned their horses and galloped towards the rear. The unlucky, those who didn't react were stupidly stabbed down by the avenging Taiping army's spears on the horse, and stabbed to death spear by spear. The rest were forced to dismount and fight the Taiping army.

Soon, Shenwan shouted again to kill Zhentian, this time the voice of the Taiping Army was even louder.

At the officer's command, the Taiping soldiers took off their shoes and moved barefoot in the mud, so that they could run in faster and would not be easily trapped.

The Manchurian soldiers wore fine riding boots, which reached to the knees, and walked with vigor on the flat ground, which would have become a fatal thing. The mud-covered riding boots made the Manchurians heavy and slow, and the horror of falling into the mud made them lose the will to fight, and they realized that they had fallen into the trap of the Taipings.

The battle was fought on this tidal flat, which was more than ten miles long and several miles wide, and both sides of the battle were all mud figures, and if it were not for the wrong language of shouting at each other, it would be difficult for people to distinguish who was the enemy and who was the friend.

You Dahai's soul was about to be lost, and the banner of the general army told him to lose it, because carrying that flag was too conspicuous, and he didn't want to be targeted by the Taiping army.

The embarrassment of the Manchurian soldiers was seen by the green battalion soldiers, and those battalion soldiers who had participated in the battle of the Lutou River turned around and ran back without thinking about it, this time they ran less urgently, because there were Manchurian soldiers behind them to stand for them, unlike before, they were holding for others.

The soldiers were frightened, and many of them neither ran nor stepped forward to fight the Taiping army, but stood there in a daze.

"Retreat, retreat!"

When the mount fell into the mud, Kalai Daoga knew that it was not good, and while shouting to retreat, he jumped off the horse like crazy and tried to pull the horse's four hooves out of the mud, but no matter how he dragged it, the horse could not get out of the mud.

The Manchurian soldiers, who had lost their horses, were surrounded by the Taiping army, which was much more numerous than them, and moved on two legs in the mud, and the leather armor on their bodies was too heavy to panic, not to mention that the boots under their feet could not be pulled out.

Taking off their armor and riding boots, the Manchurian soldiers, who could not get out of the pursuit of the Taiping army, fought with the Taiping army.

The battle on the mud is like human instinct, and I see the clay figures hugging each other and falling down one after another.

Kalai Daoga tearfully slit his horse's throat.

His beloved horse was stuck in the mud and could not move, and could not even fall to the side, but could only look innocently at his master, not understanding why he wanted to kill him.

Blood spurted from the horse's neck, and Kalai Daoga waited until the horse was completely breathed before turning around to look at the rushing Taiping army.

He raised his long knife and met it one step at a time. (To be continued.) )