As the Qing army rushed into the bamboo forest, the sound of fighting during the period came and went. It's just that Chen Wen at this time can't care about the safety of the flanks, because he only has the reserve of the first outpost in his hand, and although the first blow of the Qing army in front of him has not worked, its strength still has a huge advantage, and he naturally does not dare to throw the reserve lightly at this time.

"Defeat the current thieves, the thieves' families, you can take it yourself!"

The two armies were no more than a stone's throw apart, and Li Rong's shout instantly reached Chen Wen's ears. In this regard, Chen Wen just sneered.

Li Rong, are you trying to boost my morale?

Sure enough, with Li Rong's shout, the soldiers of the Nantang camp all showed their anger. People who have no relatives, even if they are bachelors like Wu Dengke, they at least have a few friends who have a good relationship. During this time, Li Rong's habitual routine that stimulated the bestial nature of the Qing army immediately aroused the resentment of the Ming army.

In response to this, Chen Wen decided to "counter counter-revolutionary propaganda with revolutionary propaganda."

"Soldiers, the Tartar is right in front of you, and behind you are our relatives and friends, and there is only one way in between. Defeat the Tartars and reunite with your family at night! ”

It seems that after hearing the propaganda here, the Qing troops who have completed the adjustment no longer stay, and immediately turned around and stepped on the road they had just walked, but due to the previous wave of attack, the auxiliary soldiers of the Qing army followed behind almost filled the trap of horses, although it was still uneven, but the normal movement was not as restricted as last time.

Come on, if these Tartars hit their heads on the Mandarin Duck Formation and break the blood flow for another round, it is estimated that they will not be able to bear it, and they will be able to fight back when the time comes.

Chen Wen, who had already seen the hope of victory, watched the actions of the Qing army and began to ponder how to deal with the issue of surrendering troops.

It's just that although the road is a lot smoother this time, the movement speed of the Qing army is much slower than last time, and from Chen Wen's side, the Qing army doesn't seem to have made any changes, even the changes he predicted that the Qing army might take out a five- or six-meter-long spear or chopping knife to fight against the wolf sword did not exist, but it caused doubts in his heart.

Li Rong, are you so unbelieving?

The Qing army on the opposite side was slowly advancing, and Chen Wen did not send archers to tickle the Qing army again, because there were still two-layer sword and shield soldiers on the opposite side, and there was no mention of the standard battalion taking off their armor, so he just let the teams in the front row continue to return to the anti-pressure mode of the column formation to resist the projection of the Qing army before the engagement.

Ninety steps......

Eighty steps......

Seventy steps......

Sixty steps......

Fifty steps!

The Qing army's turtle speed action really made Chen Wen unbelievable, was it cowardice? This idea was immediately overturned by him after it came up, if it was cowardice, there should be a scolding voice from the Qing army officer, and the Qing army still maintained the same quiet as it did during the last attack, which is definitely not right.

At this moment, the Qing army suddenly stopped, and with the stagnation of these Qing troops, a door tiger squat cannon was carried out by the gunners of the Qing army, and came out from the front of the Qing army's formation.

It turned out that the Qing army planned to break the formation with artillery, and then use infantry to completely annihilate the Nantang battalion!

"Firearms, shoot those gunners!"

Seeing that the opponent's intentions were undoubtedly revealed, although they were only small cannons that were no more than two feet long and weighed no more than 30 catties, and were used to hit stones and iron sand, Chen Wen knew very well that such firearms were no longer something that wooden long cards and rattan rattan cards could resist.

The only way is to shoot the gunners before the Qing army opens fire, and only in this way can the casualties be minimized!

Hearing the order, the soldiers of the firearms team immediately rushed out, but because they were behind the front two rows, under normal circumstances, they could at most complete the first round of shooting before the Qing army opened fire, and with four teams of more than 40 archers, could they really sweep away those Qing gunners in one round?

But at this moment, the gunners of the Qing army were putting down the tiger squat cannon, and after the auxiliaries pressed the stones for them, they pressed the torches they held on the fire door.

Damn, it turns out that the Qing army had already finished reloading before they came over, and it turned out that they were just going so slowly to maintain their balance.

Suddenly, when a burst of artillery was heard, the front row of the Ming army was instantly empty, and the soldiers who were originally squatting on the ground to resist the opponent's projection fell to the ground and wailed, while the players standing in the front and the archers who rushed up to try to shoot and suppress the Qing gunners fell to the ground, motionless!

Probably dead, right?

The moment the artillery fire erupted from the muzzle, Chen Wen's mind was also empty, all this was caused by his hesitation, if he had just commanded the army to press up when the Qing army had just retreated, even if he could not defeat the Qing army, he could rely on the urgent suppression of his infantry to make it impossible to use this kind of artillery that was almost unreasonable in the narrow road.

So many loyal and brave soldiers died on the battlefield just because of the incompetence of the main general, and one general was incompetent and exhausted to the death of the three armies, this sentence only appeared in Chen Wen's mind in an instant.

After more than three months of leading the army, he has long been accustomed to thinking about the victory or defeat of the battle, and no matter how much regret he makes here, he will not be able to get back the lives of those who have died, and these wasted time will only make more soldiers die on the battlefield!

What to do?

In an instant, Chen Wen had several ideas in his mind to avoid the damage of the Qing army's artillery fire, but none of them could solve the current problem.

"General, I am willing to lead my headquarters to charge the Tartars!"

Looking at Li Ruixin's pleading gaze, Chen Wen shook his head and immediately rejected the suggestion of this confidant general. Although the gunners of the Qing army were separated from the main force by some distance, if the cavalry of the Ming army was dispatched, those Qing troops would definitely pounce on them to protect them. Li Ruixin's subordinates are all cavalry, and cavalry is a clutch soldier, especially light cavalry, so Chen Wen must not bear to watch his light cavalry without horse armor, or even cavalry wearing only leather armor, go to the spear forest of the Qing army.

"Mr. Li Qian, according to the plan, after the Tartars break and flee, you will lead the team to attack the Tartars' general flag, and there is no task for you here!"

There was only a breeze in the mountains, and the smoke on the side of the Qing army had not yet dissipated, and Chen Wen knew very well that the opponent should still be repositioning and clearing, and continue to fire the cannon after the reloading was completed.

He didn't have much time left!

In front of the Ming army, the wails of the wounded still resounded in the battle, coupled with the panic caused by the unknown movements of the Qing army behind the gunsmoke, many soldiers had begun to retreat in such an environment, as if this would free them from this suffocating fear.

After the Ming army, Chen Wen turned over and dismounted. Looking at the fifteen-year-old little soldier beside him, Chen Wen vaguely remembered what he said to Chen Wen on the day he joined the Nantang battalion.

"General, when he came, the villain's brother-in-law said that the one who is a personal soldier is to be a good pawn for the general." The words seemed to be still in his ears, but Chen Wen did not intend to and could not let a fifteen-year-old child follow him forward.

"Look at Dabai, don't teach it to eat indiscriminately."

As soon as these words came out, everyone understood Chen Wen's intentions.

"General, let's let the lowly go!"

Glancing at Wu Dengke, who fell to the ground, Chen Wen did not stop for the slightest. As a modern man, he knows very well, "Brothers, give it to me!" And "Brothers, follow me!" ". Not to mention that this tragedy was caused by him, it should be borne by him, just to say that as the general of the camp, this is also his unshirkable responsibility!

"Our unit is in a desperate situation here, and it is precisely when we need to set an example for the soldiers of the whole battalion. Mr. Wu Qian, reorganize the teams to prepare for battle. A sentry, Sui Ben will open the way for the army! With that, Chen Wen immediately turned his head and strode towards the front of the formation.

On the battle formation of the Ming army, the wounded who fell to the ground and wailed, rushed to drag the wounded robes to the back of the formation, the soldiers who trembled and retreated, and the officers who strictly ordered their subordinates to stick to the formation. On the side of this battlefield, Chen Wen led the armor post to gradually cross the previous line.

At this moment, the smoke of the artillery positions in the front of the Qing army gradually dissipated, revealing the Qing gunners who had just completed the reset and were reloading.

For such a long time, how can it feel that it is much slower than the subordinate of the middle battalion who specializes in the garrison of artillery, does the standard battalion not practice artillery on weekdays?

Grateful for the amateurism of the Qing artillery, Chen Wen had already led the armor post to appear at the forefront of the Ming army's front. I saw him pull out the sword at his waist and raise it high above his head, and a call resounded throughout the battlefield.

"The former is alive, and the retreating is dead, the soldiers of the Nantang Battalion, follow the generals to kill the Tartars!" In the words, the sword reflecting the light in the sun pointed directly at the front of the Qing army. Before the words fell, Chen Wen walked towards the front line of the Qing army with firm steps.

Behind Chen Wen is the flag bearer and flag protector of the Nantang Battalion, and the Flying Tiger Flag of the Nantang Battalion is also hunting and displaying in the mountain breeze of Siming Mountain. Under the banner of the Flying Tiger, the sentry tower Jiye of the first post followed closely behind, and behind him was the first post of the entire Nantang battalion.

At this moment, Niu Ping'an, the captain of the first killer team of the first sentry of the first sentry, led the first killer team and the other three killer teams side by side with a flag gun, until the captain of the fourth killer on the far right, gunner An Youfu, and the boring palladium hand Ding Keji, who had always been good friends with him, as the entire first post of the reserve team, had been at the forefront of the whole battalion.

Driven by the armor outposts composed of all veterans, the various killer teams of the Nantang battalion followed closely regardless of whether the formation was complete or not. Even the sappers and the firearms team, which had suffered heavy losses, were not willing to be left behind.

For a time, only the pacification soldiers who were ordered to stand in place and kill the deserters and the firefighters who were left by each team to assist the military doctor Lu Laolang in treating the wounded were still carrying out their work on the spot. Of course, although the golden drummer standing in front of the war drum could not move in coordination due to the large size of the war drum, he also followed the pace of the entire Nantang battalion to beat the drums of the attack, and spread to everyone's ears at the fastest speed.

"Tiger!"

The drums of the attack had already sounded, and the soldiers of the Nantang battalion below Chen Wen chanted in unison the words that the Qi family army had shouted decades ago when the drums of the attack were beating. As this new army showed the same rhythm as the invincible division of the year, the morale of the whole army was also boosted, and the pace was firm.

After the battle, everyone in the temporary auxiliary team was full of wonder about everything in front of them, and Luo Yongzhong was among them.

As a veteran of the middle battalion, a sharp soldier in the Dalanshan Ming Army, Luo Yongzhong has never been a person who lacks martial arts, and he has no lack of heroic performance in the previous battles of the Dalanshan Ming Army, even including the second battle to break through Shangyu County.

However, in the Battle of Siming Lake last month, when the left-wing army collapsed, he followed Huang Zhongdao to stabilize the formation of the Chinese army, but after Huang Zhongdao was accidentally shot, he was carried south by the rout, and even several times he wanted to go back and die with other robes.

The Simingshan coalition army was completely annihilated, and was persuaded by a few comrades from the same camp who he met halfway, Luo Yongzhong returned to Dalan Mountain with them, because his family still lived in the town below the mountain.

But when he returned home, just in time for the Nantang battalion to lead the team to cover the evacuation of the people, Luo Yongzhong and other defeated soldiers were placed together with other gathered defeated soldiers after only meeting with their families, and they were surrounded by a whole sentry Nantang Battalion Mandarin Duck Array Killer Team and a squad of firearms teams.

The purpose of these people always moving together in their position was self-evident, but Luo Yongzhong couldn't raise any anger about it. Because he always remembered how angry his father was when he returned home, he was angry that the Ming army of Dalanshan was wiped out and he escaped alive.

Kong said to be benevolent, Meng said to take righteousness, only its righteousness is exhausted, so benevolence is to the end. What do you learn when you read the books of the sages? Now and then, Shu is almost worthy of it.

His family was also a scholarly family hundreds of years ago, but after several changes, the family fell into the middle, and now it is impossible to even cultivate and read heirlooms, and even have to act as a military man to support his family.

But even so, the sage's teachings never dared or forgot, especially the last sentence of the former Song Dynasty Prime Minister Wen, and he did not dare to die for a day, because his family's genealogy records that his family's ancestors once followed Prime Minister Wen to fight against the violent Yuan, and later died heroically. This is the honor and spirit that has been handed down from the ancestors, how can it be tarnished because of his escape?!

Walking on the road in a daze, Luo Yongzhong seemed to have lost his soul, and he could no longer use half of his strength to do anything, because doing nothing could wash away the reality that his ancestors and family were humiliated by his escape, and this was not until the Qing army caught up with the team that evacuated Siming Mountain.

After receiving the news that General Chen had decided to lead most of the Nantang battalion to the people's palace to face the Qing army, especially when he knew that the opponent was the group of dog traitors from the Zuo Battalion who had killed many of his comrades, Luo Yongzhong immediately began to call on the defeated soldiers who had been controlled to join the Nantang battalion in the palace.

Although he had never fought side by side with the Nantang Battalion, even the competition that was spread among the Ming Army in Siming Mountain, and even to the point of unbelievable, he had never seen it with his own eyes. But along the way, the Nantang Battalion had strict military discipline and never disturbed the people; Orders are forbidden, and no one dares to disobey military orders; Properly trained, the crowd is as one in the action. There are many differences, but they are all seen in his eyes.

In Luo Yongzhong's view, there is no reason why such an army cannot win the battle, his choice today is to avenge those comrades, and to wash away the shame of the past, even if he dies on the battlefield, he can also fall into a reputation of shame and bravery, so as not to fall into the reputation of a coward and disgrace his family.

However, such a good thing that kills two birds with one stone, but there are very few responders, and only about 20 men in the total of two or three hundred people are willing to join him to ask for Chen Wen's life, and those cowards who have been frightened by the standard battalion would rather be laughed at, but they still hide in the crowd and tremble, not daring to face life and death.

Then let them carry the reputation of cowards for the rest of their lives.

Under all kinds of pleading, Luo Yongzhong finally stayed with those comrades and became the temporary auxiliary team of the Nantang Battalion in this battle.

Before the start of the war, Chen Wen constantly strengthened the geographical advantage obtained by his own side entering the battlefield first, and showed the basic quality of a good general who has studied the art of war to a certain extent. After the start of the war, the Nantang battalion's immovable vertical formation made the tactics of the standard battalion to suppress the Ming army in one fell swoop in the battle of Siming Lake useless, and then relied on the formation of the Mandarin Duck Formation to beat the Qing army to no point of resistance, and forced the Qing army to withdraw its troops.

I was excited about the strength of the Nantang battalion, but I regretted that such a strong soldier could not participate in the battle of Siming Lake. At the same time, when Luo Yongzhong realized that these Qing troops might be surrounded by the Nantang battalion, he felt more and more anxious that he was only an auxiliary soldier and could not go into battle to kill the enemy.

Next, the Qing army came back, not only back, but also divided a group of soldiers and horses to contain the Ming army on the flank. It's just that at this time, Luo Yongzhong no longer had the heart to worry about the Ming army, which was at a serious disadvantage in terms of flanks, because on the frontal battlefield, the Qing army still came up with a new set of killer weapons - tiger squat artillery.

Although it was just a small cannon that hit stones and iron sand, such a close distance still caused heavy losses to the unprepared Nantang battalion. But at this moment, General Chen, who he recognized as a Confucian general like his previous general, Huang Zhongdao, actually walked at the forefront of the whole army with a sword in his hand, leading the charge!

Luo Yongzhong has not seen such a scene, but almost none of the generals who led the charge were the commanders of the whole army, and all of them were riding war horses to charge and open the way for the army, which was very different from the scene in front of him.

It was easy to come out of the shock, Luo Yongzhong's whole body was immediately filled with blood, such a general, probably only in those history books, it is really enough to inspire the hero's courage!

Thinking of this, Luo Yongzhong immediately picked up the set of swords and shields of a wounded soldier who had just returned from his back and was waiting for treatment, and ran along the bank of the stream past the soldiers of the Nantang Battalion who were marching in the direction of Chen Wen......

A moment later, when the Ming army had marched to a distance of only twenty paces from the Qing gunners, the second round of artillery bombardment of the Qing army began, and Chen Wen's position was at the forefront of the entire Nantang battalion!

PS: I went out at half past six this morning and didn't come back until five o'clock in the afternoon, if I hadn't finished writing most of it last night, I guess it might have been hard work today, I'm really sorry.