Two quarters of an hour earlier, the Rising Battalion, which had been left behind at the moment of the charge because of the soft and slippery soil along the lake, had finally collided with their opponent, the left flank of the Ming army.

Compared with the sparks in the middle and the side away from the lake, perhaps because of the humid air, not only did not break out too many sparks, but even bottomed out and rebounded, and the Ming army on this side was completely suppressed by the middle battalion from the beginning, and there was no possibility of reversal.

It's just that although it is far inferior to the elite of the Ming army on the Chinese army and the right flank, and is even suppressed by the opponent as if it will collapse in the next moment, the Ming army on the left flank is still struggling to hold on.

The Ming army on the left flank was composed of the largest Ming army in the Siming Mountain area except for the Ming army of Dalan Mountain, led by more than 1,000 Xue Ao Ming troops led by Du Xingguo, the general soldier of Xue Ao, because the combat effectiveness of these armies themselves was not very strong, and their opponent was the most elite existence in the entire standard battalion, so they were pressed powerless from the beginning of the battle.

However, every time the battalion struggled to tear a gap from the left flank of the Ming army in an attempt to expand the results, more Ming troops would fill in and re-plug the gap, as if it were endless.

The Ming army on the left wing knows very well that they are far inferior to the elite of their opponents, and they are also very clear that they are placed here, and the coach obviously does not pin the hope of deciding the victory on them, but no matter how mediocre people are, there are glorious moments, even if their combat strength is far inferior to others, but most of them are good men who join the army in order to keep their clothes and be worthy of their ancestors and descendants.

Keep at it and you'll win!

Just like Xue Ao's General Du just shouted, the comrades of the Chinese army, the right flank and the cavalry, they never gave up, and they were still fighting hard. The Tartars' strength is less than half ours, and when the Tartars are exhausted, even a mouthful of spit can drown them. As long as you keep going, you will definitely win!

The battle was always going on, and the Ming army on the left flank was still on the road of resisting pressure, while the other Ming armies had begun to abandon the decline at the beginning of the war and tried to turn the tide of the war by virtue of the absolute superiority of their forces.

From the beginning of the battle, Wang Sheng was shocked by the fierce combat effectiveness of the middle battalion, but although the left wing of the Ming army where he was located was only a ragtag army, the number was more than the other two roads, so he was not defeated by the Qing army all at once.

The Qing army fought hard forward, defeating the Ming army's formation, but the ragtag troops on the left flank of the Ming army showed no sign of giving up even if their combat strength was weak. This has a lot to do with his Wang Sheng's advice, if he hadn't secretly suggested to the general in his headquarters who was afraid that even his head was full of muscles, and trumpeted that the Qing army was far less than his own, how could these miscellaneous armies on the left flank support until now?

Seeing that the Ming army seemed to have gradually begun to stabilize the situation, Wang Sheng hurriedly handed over the command of the headquarters to one of his guards, and then he hurriedly went to the command of the left wing of the Ming army, the commander of the left wing of the Ming army, the favorite general of Feng Jingdi, the left attendant of the military department, and the commander of Xue Ao, the general of Du Xingguo.

Du Xingguo, who was wearing armor, looked at the battle situation on the left flank from afar, even if the Qing army opposite him at this moment was still out of absolute superiority, and he had always been known as Xue Ao's first fierce general, and he had no fear at all.

After nearly ten years in the army, Du Xingguo relied on his martial arts to climb step by step to the position of the first general under Feng Jingdi, the left attendant of the military department, so as to command more than 1,000 soldiers of Xue Aoming's army. Although he asked himself that he was not as good as the generals of Dalanshan in terms of military strategy and martial arts, Feng Shilang's long-term reliance and Wang Jingluo's trust prompted him to do his best to stabilize the front of the left flank of the Ming army.

At this time, Du Xingguo was constantly mobilizing the army to re-plug the gap that the Qing army had torn open, and with these years of battlefield experience, he felt that the physical strength of the soldiers in the front row of the Qing army seemed to have decreased a lot, so that the casualty rate of the Ming army was gradually slowing down.

Under normal circumstances, the Qing army would rotate the soldiers in the back row through mobilization to ensure that the soldiers in the front row would not suffer unnecessary casualties due to excessive physical exertion. It's just that at this moment, the strength of the Ming army is even stronger, especially the left wing in charge of Du Xingguo, even more so, if it is just consumed like this, I don't know who wins and who loses.

Du Xingguo, who was mobilizing the army, saw Wang Sheng in the distance delegating his command, and then rode his horse and rushed over with his family, but he did not send anyone to stop this person, because Du Xingguo was eager to hear what more pertinent advice there was from this subordinate general who had given him an excellent advice just before the start of the war.

Wang Shengzema came to Du Xingguo, and immediately claimed that there was an important matter related to success or failure, and asked to retreat. Du Xingguo did not doubt that he had him, so he ordered his family and personal soldiers to stay away a little, so that Wang Shengjin could speak. At this time, the family members brought by Wang Sheng also got together with Du Xingguo's family members, which seemed to be intended to better shield their family master's advice here.

Seeing that there was no one else in the vicinity, Wang Sheng hurriedly leaned over and whispered a few words to Du Xingguo, which attracted Du Xingguo's nodding again and again.

But at this moment, I saw Wang Sheng slowly grab a handful of lime powder from a cloth bag tied around his waist and sprinkle it at Du Xingguo's eyes.

Seeing that the defenseless Du Xingguo's eyes were already fascinated by lime powder, Wang Sheng pulled out the sword that Chen Wen had used to threaten him, and slashed at the right hand that was about to draw the sword, directly cutting off Du Xingguo's right hand, and then with the help of his subordinates who attacked and killed Du Xingguo at the same time, he effortlessly killed this Xue Ao's first fierce general on the spot.

Between the rise and fall of the rabbit, Wang Sheng and his family members completed the surgical decapitation of Du Xingguo and his cronies. At this time, I saw that one of Wang Sheng's family members immediately picked up a sharp axe from his war horse after receiving the instruction, and cut down Du Xingguo's flag to the ground with three strokes and five divisions.

At this moment, I only heard Wang Sheng, who was already on the war horse, shouting loudly. "General Du is dead, and the Ming army is defeated!"

As soon as these words came out, the thick formation of the left flank of the Ming army seemed to be inflicted a time stop magic for a while, and everyone stopped breathing, turned their heads to look behind the formation, and couldn't believe that all this was true.

At this time, hearing this sharp shout, Wang Sheng's direct subordinates hurriedly made a noise and turned around and ran towards the back of the formation.

"Defeated, defeated."

"Mr. Du is dead, run away."

"The Tibiao Battalion has been killed, the Eight Banners Army has also been killed, and the Qing Army has more people than us."

"Run, if you don't run, you'll die."

“……”

After Wang Sheng and his family shouted behind the left flank of the Ming army, they hurriedly fled in the direction of Liangnong Town, while his subordinates followed. Seeing that Wang Sheng's subordinates ran away, other soldiers from Xue Ao also caught up, as if they would fall into the Infernal Hell if they ran a little slower.

Panic and panic spread like a disease, the left wing of the Ming army itself was composed of several different systems of Ming army, the largest general here, and Du Xingguo, who was appointed by the commander as the commander of the left wing, died inexplicably, and the flag was also cut down, and Xue Ao's Ming army was also turning around and fleeing, and no one knew what was going on behind the battle.

"The army is defeated, run!"

The left-wing Ming army, which reacted from the panic, immediately scattered and fled, and the panicked left-wing Ming army no longer had any ability to think about what was going on, and for them, a slow step here was probably the difference between life and death.

Wang Sheng, who led his subordinates to the rear, rode on horseback and turned his head to look at the left flank of the Ming army, which was about to collapse, and the complacent and relieved face were intertwined on the big face covered with oil and sweat.

This time, the credit should be enough for the glory and wealth of the rest of my life.

However, all this is not easy. If it weren't for the self-righteous Feng Jingdi who revealed the plan of the madman surnamed Chen to him, I am afraid that there would not even be a chance of a turnaround.

Since this is the case, fortunately, it is good to let go of Feng Jingdi, who is still recuperating in Xue Ao, after all, the betrayal of the benefactor is done, even if it is done by the Qing army, it is easy to be taboo, so let him die of illness in pain and self-blame.

After this time, you should be left in Dalan Mountain, Chen Wen. No matter how strong your Nantang Battalion is, it is impossible to match the Raising Battalion and the Eight Banners Army, especially if your allies are all wiped out.

This is called revenge!

Smelling the smell of the collapse of the Ming army on its own, Yu Fenqi, the deputy general of the middle army in the standard promotion battalion and also in charge of the middle battalion, immediately ordered the headquarters to launch a general attack, and the right-wing Qing army that received the order began to pounce frantically, in order to facilitate the wanton slashing and killing of the left-wing Ming army that had just behaved very strongly, and this also accelerated the collapse of the left-wing Ming army faster.

Slaughtering the panicked left-wing Ming army scattered in all directions, the experienced Qing army officers began to drive these routs to the Ming army that had not yet collapsed like sheepdogs, in order to completely destroy the Ming army here more quickly.

The drums that once resounded on the battlefield had stopped, and Wang Yi watched all this in disbelief......

When the Qing army drove the rout of the Ming army's left flank to the direction of the Chinese army, Huang Zhongdao, who was responsible for the command of the Chinese army, immediately led his own troops to the flank to boost morale and try to plug the gap. However, just as Huang Zhongdao was struggling to save the situation, a cold arrow flying from somewhere hit him in the throat, and this subordinate who had always been well aware of things fell off his horse like this, and his elegant smile was no longer seen.

The death of Huang Zhongdao directly led to the collapse of the Ming army, and countless soldiers who were still struggling to resist just now fled by rushing the way to the right flank of the Ming army......

At a glance from the hillside, the panicked Ming army was driven by the Qing army to disperse the formation of the Ming army that tried to continue to resist, and even the cavalry outside the main battlefield noticed the situation here and fled one after another, while the Chinese cavalry of the standard battalion only divided part of the cavalry to chase after them, and more of them killed Liu Yiming's general banner......

Liu Yiming's banner was cut down to the ground by the Qing cavalry who assaulted here, and a Qing army with the appearance of a personal soldier lifted what seemed to be a human head to show off its might, and the right wing of the Ming army also fell into complete collapse.

That's it?

I still understand the truth that the army is defeated like a mountain, and I have seen it before.

That's the end of it, isn't it?

"Jingluo, let's go!"

Wang Yi turned his head, and the captain of the Jingluo Mansion in front of him was full of anxious concern.

"Humble swear to the death to escort the passage through the road to break out of the encirclement!"

Looking at the distant junior of the same clan in front of him, Wang Yi shook his head, and then he took a deep breath, and the whole person regained his mountain-like firmness in the past.

The ministers were incompetent and could not restore the Ming Dynasty for Emperor Gao. However, the minister can die!

"Wang Xiuquan!" Wang Yi's hands clasped the man's arms, stared at his eyes, and said sharply: "This official orders you to rush out and inform Wang Vice Xian and Chen Guerrilla of the news of the defeat, and let them cover the retreat of the people as soon as possible, and they must be fast." ”

The captain of the pro-soldier never expected Wang Yi's answer to be like this. "After a strategy, the lowly duty will definitely be able to escort you out, please believe the lowly duty!"

Wang Yi shook his head, staring at the pro-soldier captain in front of him with a torch-like gaze. "This is the last order of this official, execute it immediately!"

"Uncle Clan!"

The captain of the pro-soldier cried and fell to his knees, just kowtowing vigorously, trying to make Wang Yi take back his life. It's just that Wang Yi at this time could not be persuaded.

"Remember what your father said when he sent you to follow me? Every breath you take now will have dozens of lives killed by the Tartars, there's no time left, go! ”

Seeing this, the captain of the pro-soldier gritted his teeth, solemnly kowtowed three times, got up and jumped on the war horse, and rushed to a small road behind the Ming army that had not yet been occupied by the rout.

After seeing the captain of his own soldiers leave, Wang Yi picked up the drumsticks that had just been left on the ground and beat the war drums of the Chinese army again.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

“……”

The morale-boosting war drums sounded again, and some of the Ming troops who tried to continue to resist seemed to have found their souls, and they all went to the dirt slope where Wang Yi was.

"Chief Ren, you should go."

The general soldier Ren, who was despised as a beggar general by the generals of the Dalanshan Ming Army who participated in the war earlier, had already led the crowd to rush under the banner of the Chinese army.

"Wang Jingluo, the last general can't stand you, and I can't stand the robes of the king."

When they met, the chief soldier immediately knelt down in front of Wang Yi. "If it weren't for the fact that the last general listened to Wang Sheng's words and prevented Chen's guerrilla from participating in the battle, with the combat strength of the Nantang battalion with one enemy and ten, he would have already killed through the formation of the Tartars, how could Wang Shi fall into such a situation." As he spoke, the tiger eyes of the chief soldier were already full of tears of guilt, and they were about to come out.

Continuing to beat the war drums, Wang Yi said to the general soldier in a deep voice: "This official is also at fault in this matter, if he could have solicited more opinions from Chen Guerrilla earlier, it may not be like this." ”

"Ren is the chief soldier, this official is determined to buy time for Wang Vice Xian and Chen Guerrilla and the people of Siming Mountain to evacuate, are you willing to help this official?"

"The last general will obey the scripture and the command!" After that, after regaining his sense of mission, General Ren, who was already full of tears, immediately led his "beggar" subordinates to form the last line of defense on the hillside.

On the battlefield, the Ming army, with more than 20,000 war auxiliaries, was in chaos, and there were those who fled in all directions, those who wanted to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and even more who continued to resist.

The garrison of the Ming Army in Dalanshan tried to lead his subordinates back to defend the banner of the Chinese army before he heard the sound of war drums again, but when the army was defeated, the panicked rout rushed him and his subordinates farther and farther, and even many of his subordinates were swept away by this chaotic rapids and disappeared again.

Finally rushed out of the battle group and came to a clearing, and there were only a few remaining soldiers left around Fang Shouxin.

"General, we have horses, run away, the king has been defeated."

Looking at the soldiers who were almost all injured, Fang Shouxin turned to look at Wang Yi, who had already started beating drums again at this moment, although he could only see a vague figure, but he firmly believed that it was the strategy he had sworn to follow for many years.

"Wang Jingluo treats me very kindly, and he has not given up at this moment, obviously buying time for the messenger who returns to Dalanshan to report the news. Let's go, the garrison has decided to go and kill again. ”

Several pro-soldiers glanced at each other, and then they kept their promises and said, "If the general doesn't leave, I won't wait." ”

"Hey, why bother." Fang Shouxin sighed and turned over on his horse. "Then I'll buy some time for the family in Dalanshan!"

"Subordinates obey!" A few of his own soldiers turned over and got on their horses, followed by Fang Shouxin, who had already rushed to raise the flag of the left battalion with a big sword.

As a veteran general who has followed Wang Yi for many years, Fang Shouxin has always had the desire to follow Wang Yi to drive out the Tartars and recover the two capitals in the future. To this end, he did his best to train his own soldiers, so that one day he could fight the Tartars.

In the competition more than a month ago, Fang Shouxin felt that he could easily win, but the result surprised him. If the first battle was just Li Ruixin's personal strength was too high, but in the third battle of the formation confrontation, a new battalion that had only been trained for a month, so easily wiped out all the veterans twice as large as his opponent, which made him unable to be convinced while shocked.

At the celebration banquet, feeling the contempt and contempt of the surroundings, Fang Shouxin felt ashamed and embarrassed. At that moment, the general of the new barracks, who had defeated his veterans, rushed to toast him.

In his ears were Chen Wen's humble words, although this person attributed all the credit to Qi Jiguang, but he was very clear about his promises, which was clearly an attempt by the speaker to tighten the relationship with him and prevent unnecessary conflicts from arising from this competition.

From that day on, whenever Chen Wen was mentioned, Fang Shouxin would respond with respectful words, which could not only gain him a broad-minded reputation, but also recover the lost losses that had passed by touting Chen Wen, a loser could only do this for the time being, right?

It's just that after the expansion of the Nantang battalion, the west school field was unusable, and the resentful Fang Shouxin still acquiesced to the fight between his soldiers and those soldiers of the Nantang battalion who were training on the colonel's field. If nothing else, he just wanted to know why he had lost so ugly.

But as a result, every armed fight, whether it was bare-handed or armed fighting, the Nantang battalion seemed to shoot as a team, and always maintained fighting more and less, even if there was no mandarin duck formation. Fang Shouxin didn't understand how this cohesion came about, and he didn't know how Chen Wen made his soldiers develop such a habit, just by relying on the training facilities he saw when he deliberately passed by the West Campus later? It definitely won't be that simple!

After a few days of insomnia, he easily understood what Chen Wen had been doing these days, but he was shocked to get the answer.

Don't eat empty salaries, don't support your family.

Implement military laws and regulations.

All sorts of new tactics of military training that he had never even heard of.

It is strictly forbidden for officers, pacifiers, or even soldiers to enslave soldiers.

did not deduct at all, and did not allow his subordinates to deduct even a penny of military salary, let alone make a big fuss about the treasury and beat Chu Suxian for this.

……

In just one month, Chen Wen did too many things that Fang Shouxin didn't dare to think about and wouldn't think about, and the result was that he wiped out twice as many opponents as himself in one fell swoop in the competition. There is indeed a lot of Qi Jiguang's credit, but in Fang Shouxin's view, it is more about Chen Wen's efforts to get results, and this also makes him have to admire Chen Wen's persistence and talent.

When the news of the transfer of the Qing army came, Fang Shouxin was full of thoughts that he could fight side by side with Chen Wen, because in this way, he could get a closer understanding of how Chen Wen commanded the battle, so as to improve his own level of leading troops.

In addition, he is also eager to prove to everyone, including Chen Wen, on the spot that although he lost the competition, he is by no means a mediocre general, and he can also compete with the Tartars!

However, Fang Shouxin also clearly remembered how shocked and disappointed he was when Shen Tiaolun told him that Chen Wen's Nantang battalion would not participate in this battle, but would be responsible for staying in the old camp of Dalanshan.

Why was such a strong battalion leader not allowed to go into battle? Is Wang Jingluo crazy?

Of course, Fang Shouxin didn't say the words later, but he was also upset because Chen Wen couldn't participate in the war, but it was useless.

On the battlefield, he struggled to resist the attack of the left battalion, although he knew that the gap between the two sides was very large, but Fang Shouxin never thought of giving up, at least he wanted to prove to everyone that he was also a good general who could withstand the pressure of a strong enemy!

However, the collapse of the army was not something he could turn around on his own. But in Fang Shouxin's view, if Chen Wen's Nantang battalion could participate in the battle, with the formation of the Mandarin Duck Formation and the terrifying cohesion of the new army, in the almost hour before the army collapsed, it must have already penetrated the battle formation of the Tartars, thus defeating the Tibiao Battalion and winning the victory, how could such a thing happen?

Constantly waving the big knife in his hand, Fang Shouxin was getting closer and closer to the general flag of the left battalion, and he could even see Li Rong's expressionless face. It's just that after this battle, the pro-soldiers who followed have all died on the way to the charge.

Suddenly, the war horse under Fang Shouxin's crotch could no longer support it, and with a wail, he fell to the ground, almost crushing its owner underneath.

Getting up again, Fang Shouxin only felt that his arms were as heavy as lead, and he could no longer wield the big knife that had been used for many years, and the wounds on his body were still oozing blood, which also seeped out his strength. He drew his saber and walked forward step by step, his legs getting heavier and heavier, and his speed getting slower and slower, but he continued to move forward, never stopping.

Perhaps intimidated by his previous martial arts, the Qing troops around him did not dare to move forward, but only marched around him, and even intentionally or unintentionally made way for him. But his legs grew heavier and heavier, and in the end he had to barely move forward with his sword as a crutch.

There should be twenty more steps, but I can't walk anymore, let alone cut down the flag, and even if I get there, I probably can't do it.

The physical overdraft began to overwhelm the man who was trying to turn the tide, and the mental powerlessness made him even more powerless.

"If Chen's guerrilla is here, if the Nantang camp is here, why is this?!"

shouted out this grievance that had been held in his heart for a long time, Fang Shouxin couldn't support it anymore, his legs were weak, and he almost fell to the ground, and he could only barely maintain a one-knee position with his sword on the ground.

"Wu Na Ming Army, your martial arts and commanders are very appreciative. As long as you are willing to surrender to our Qing Dynasty, glory and wealth will not be a problem. ”

Seeing that Li Rong, the deputy general in charge of the Raised Left Battalion, had already come over at this moment, Fang Shouxin laughed out loud when he heard this, as if he had heard a joke that couldn't be funnier. After laughing, his face was full of disdain.

"Dog Tartar, phew!"

"I don't know the times." Li Rong shook his head expressionlessly. "Kill him!"

Under the strict order of the general, the soldiers of the Left Battalion finally pounced, and more than a dozen spears stabbed Fang Shouxin's body, and also took away the last sight he still had on the flag of Li Rong, the deputy general of the Left Battalion.

PS: According to the logic of normal online novels, the protagonist should suddenly appear at the time of the rout, turn the tide, defeat the Qing army in one fell swoop, and then appear as a savior The protagonist accepts the repentance, pursuit and even loyalty of the Ming generals who once excluded him, and even the boss only verbally condemns his disobedience to military orders and then rewards him, and after the protagonist pretends to be forced to slap his face, he is appointed as the supreme commander of the Ming army, and finally leads these all brainwashed Ming troops south to meet the Eight Banners of the Hangzhou garrison, rewriting history.

But is it really reasonable to write Nanming like this?

Reading through the history of the Southern Ming Dynasty, the word infighting is full of words, and the countless counteroffensive and defensive battles of the Ming army were lost to pig-like teammates. The author writes about the present and the fiasco of the Ming army in this battle, in order to tell you the reasons why the nationwide anti-Qing movement in the Southern Ming Dynasty, which lasted for decades, that I saw when I read the history books, failed.

The brutality of the Manchus, the strength of the fighting power of the Eight Banners Army and the Green Battalion, the stupidity of the civilian system of leading the troops, the bureaucrats fighting for the sake of the party, the mutual distrust between friendly armies, the clichés of corruption, the ill-intentioned illicit affair with the Qing army, and too many reasons, they directly completely submerged those heroes who had the heart to turn the tide.

If the protagonist wants to win, he must solve these problems, as well as other problems that have not yet been exposed, and if these problems are not solved, it is impossible for the protagonist to fight the Manchus in the interior with only one army, and this is what will be written about later in the book.

The battle of Siming Lake is over, but the encirclement and suppression of the Siming Mountain area by the Qing army in the fourth year of Yongli has not ended, the standard battalion that won the first battle, the Eight Banners Army that is pressing step by step, the unpredictable Shaoxing Green Battalion and the traitor with evil intentions, the protagonist is about to face the difficult situation of having a strong enemy in front and a chasing soldier in the back, and the key to breaking the situation is the belief in saving the people from fire and water and the Nantang battalion of Longquan Xinjiao! This is what I call the last big war.

PS: There's one more chapter in the evening.,It's still updated before eight o'clock.,Make up for the second of the four chapters owed last month.,It should have been said yesterday.,I forgot about it.,Forgive me.。