Zhao Xiaomei is much luckier than her father and brother, she did not die, but survived.

After controlling most of the slopes of the northern part of Xiaobei Mountain, the Qing army no longer drove the cannon fodder up the mountain, because in the next battle, there was no need for these poor cannon fodder to block the guns for them, and there was no need for cannon fodder to go to the Taiping army's fortifications for them.

On the top of the mountain, the Ming army was still resisting, but the Qing army did not think that these remnants of the Ming army could save the situation without reinforcements. Their persistence is nothing more than fear.

"Trapped beasts are still fighting" -- line Guoan gave these four words to the Taiping army on Xiaobei Mountain.

The development of the war situation made the governor of Guangxi very happy, happy that his patience in the past half a month was not wasted, and happy that he would once again defeat the Ming army in Guangdong and gain control of the high ground north of Liuzhou, so that he could gain more initiative in the next battle. Although the intensity of this battle was far beyond his imagination, and the cost of casualties was also large, as long as he could successfully lock up the Ming army in Liuzhou City, Xian Guoan would not care how many people died. Left and right, it was not his headquarters that died.

Liuzhou City successively sent two groups of reinforcements to rescue Xiaobeishan, the first was the C Brigade led by Li Changrong, the deputy general of the 10th Town, and the second was the B Brigade of the 4th Town and the Guangxi New 1st Brigade reorganized by the Qing Army.

The combat effectiveness of the C Brigade led by Li Changrong was not high, the predecessor of the brigade was a volunteer recruited by Guo Zhiqi, a scholar of the Cabinet University, on the coast of Guangdong, and before entering Guangxi, he had only fought a few small-scale battles with the garrisons of the green battalion of the Qing army on the coast, and he had never had the experience of fighting with the cavalry, and his weapons and equipment were much worse than those of the old four towns of the Taiping army. Therefore, no matter how Li Changrong supervised and gave strict orders, the C Brigade could not break through the interception of the Qing army's horse team, but suffered heavy losses, and finally could only retreat to Liuzhou City.

The unusually frantic interception of the Qing cavalry made Shao Jiugong realize that the battle of Xiaobeishan must have reached a critical time, and it is likely that the defenders on the mountain can no longer hold on, and even the ultimate goal of line Guoan is not Liuzhou City, but Xiaobeishan. Therefore, he no longer hesitated, and immediately sent the B Brigade and the New First Brigade of the Fourth Town of the headquarters out of the city to reinforce Xiaobeishan.

The Second Brigade had nearly 6,000 soldiers, and although the Second Brigade of the Fourth Town had not participated in the Battle of Chaohui, it was also a strong brigade that had experienced the battles of Shenwan and Guangzhou. Although the new brigade was reorganized from the surrender of troops, the officers were all drawn from the Taiping Army, even if they had just been formed, but those surrendered troops were all green battalion soldiers before, and they still had some fighting strength, so Shao Jiugong was confident in this reinforcement and thought that the Qing army could not intercept it.

After the soldiers and horses of the two brigades left the city, Wang Youxi, the deputy general of the fourth town, was in charge of unified command. After the army left the city, Wang Youxi took the B Brigade as the vanguard, and concentrated the whole brigade of firearms to rush forward, and sure enough, the Qing cavalry did not dare to intercept it, and retreated. After leaving the city, it only took half an hour, and the B Brigade advanced forward for more than four miles, and it was already within reach of Xiaobeishan.

But then, Wang Youxi found that he couldn't take a step forward. The Qing army transferred a large number of artillery, and the Taiping army, without the artillery cover on Xiaobei Mountain, could only passively withstand the attack of the Qing army's artillery. The artillery fire alone is not enough, and if the casualties are larger, they can always rush up the mountain. The problem is that the Qing army also has a large number of firearms soldiers, and the tactics are so similar to the tactics of their own firearms soldiers.

Wang Youxi organized several attacks, but they were repelled by the Qing army's firearms (cannons, guns) and cavalry, and the B Brigade that served as the vanguard suffered considerable losses, but from top to bottom, no one said anything about retreating. The new 1st Brigade, led by the officer, also rushed up to reinforce the B Brigade, and the two sides engaged in a fierce battle only two or three miles away from Xiaobei Mountain.

As far as battle damage is concerned, the casualties of the Taiping army are a little larger, but the casualties of the Qing army are not small. However, mentally, the more the Taiping army fought, the more frightened and anxious they became, while the Qing army was extremely relaxed, because they only needed to stop the Taiping army, and the Taiping army had to break through the opponent's interception and attack Xiaobeishan. If the reinforcements can't go up the mountain, the battle is meaningless, it's a failure.

Wang Youxi's voice was hoarse, and the smoke choked his tears, but he didn't care about taking a breath or drinking saliva, because he knew that the defenders on Xiaobei Mountain couldn't give him too much time, and if he couldn't break through the Qing army in front of him as soon as possible, the fall of Xiaobei Mountain could happen at any time.

rushed to the bottom of Xiaobei Mountain, how can there be any reason why you can't rush up!

Wang Youxi gritted his teeth and shouted an order, let the troops disperse as much as possible, those soldiers who were injured by the artillery could not take care of it, and the only way now was to rush up the mountain desperately with casualties.

But he didn't expect that the artillery of the Qing army was so fast, the formation was scattered, and their artillery came again, this time the opponent was scattered a lot, but there were also a lot of shells from the opposite side, and the casualties were still not small. A wave of cannonballs came, and dozens of large and small iron balls smashed into the formation, flesh and blood flew sideways, and hands and feet were broken. The officers at all levels were not frightened by the Qing army, nor did they flee for their lives in a panic, but tried their best to control the formation and continue to move forward.

At this juncture of the battle, everyone knows what it means to retreat, and the Qing cavalry would like them to collapse on their own!

Zhao Xiaomei, who was immortal, was splashed with blood, with wounds on her body and legs, and like other women, she did not have the slightest sense of happiness and excitement for surviving, and she was still driven there by the Qing soldiers from here as before.

Just like being kicked out of the barracks and heading towards the mountain, when she came down the mountain, Zhao Xiaomei was still convulsing. Suddenly, she saw a group of Qing soldiers no longer rushing towards the mountain, but scrambling among the piles of corpses to slash something. It was like cutting melons in a melon field.

Xiaomei was stunned for a moment, not understanding what these Qing soldiers were chopping on the corpses, but she soon found out what the Qing soldiers were doing. They cut off people's heads from the corpses, and cut off the heads of the Ming soldiers who did not have braids. The little sister was so frightened that she closed her eyes, even if the Qing soldiers beheaded a dead man, it made her feel extremely terrifying.

Those Qing soldiers who were vying to cut off people's heads were very happy and crazy, and even quarreled with each other over the ownership of a human head. They can't help but argue, because the heads of these Ming troops represent whether they are brave in battle and whether they are desperate. What's more, these heads can be used to accumulate merit in exchange for silver. Those who competed for the head were all those green battalion soldiers adapted from the Ming Dynasty army, and few Han troops participated.

On a hillside with sparse trees, a sign was erected with the words "Appreciation Office" written on it. Liu Qi, the general manager of Qian, was responsible for inspecting the heads, and several generals were taking a group of people to record, and someone was distributing silver.

There was a long queue in front of the prize, some carrying a string of human heads, some in baskets and some on the tips of spears. Those bloody, grinning, and miserable human heads, in the hands of the soldiers, were as ordinary as big radish, which really made Zhao Xiaomei in the distance feel creepy.

After Liu Qi inspected the head in a soldier's basket, he asked what the person's name was?

"The little one is called Xia Dabao!"

"Remember, Xia Dabao, there are two first-level ones, and one is the chief officer of Qian."

Liu Qi nodded, and then someone sang: "Xia Dabao, two heads, one Qianzong." Twenty taels of silver..."

Xia Dabao happily took the bounty silver and put it in his pocket, then picked up a handful of grass, wiped the blood on his body vigorously, took a pot of arrows and walked to the mountain, he was going to earn more bounty for himself

"The patriarch said that the big man is the reincarnation of Grandpa Yue, and the Tartar is scared when he sees us and these soldiers of Grandpa Yue, and the big man also blesses us, and the Tartar's knife can't kill us! In the future, we Luojiao will be the state religion, and we Luojiao people will enter the Martyrs' Shrine to protect the country."

Sun Zheng, a 19-year-old soldier in Xiangshan, closed his eyes tightly, and he did not dare to open them because he was afraid to see himself being pierced by Qing soldiers with spears. But he is not afraid of death, he has to do his duty, he must complete his mission. Even if he died, he would die like a soldier of Grandpa Yue.

Sun Zheng's body was picked up by three Qing soldiers with spears, and the residual consciousness made him murmur softly to his mother who loved him the most, tears slowly fell from the corners of his eyes, and his young face turned pale due to excessive blood loss.

He looked at the three demons below with contempt, trying to struggle to show his unyielding and angry, but his body seemed to be spasmodic, his hands and feet were constantly twitching, and the hands and feet seemed to be no longer his own, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't move. The spear in his chest slammed into the lobes of his lungs, causing bubbles to flow out of his throat, and blood to form blisters on the sides of his mouth. Under the direct rays of the bright sun, the blood bubbles instantly became brilliant and colorful, like a rainbow in the sky after a rainstorm.

The Liuzhou city wall in the distance suddenly became very huge, so big that it seemed that the sky and the earth were connected with it, black and oppressive, and as terrible as a dark cloud cover.

"His grandmother's dead demon."

After scolding in a low voice, the corners of Sun Zheng's mouth laughed strangely, and the smile stopped on his young face forever

Wu Mazi casually pushed the spear forward, and the two Qing soldiers who were nailed together fell backwards. On the slope, dozens of Qing soldiers fled down, and they ran as fast as they could, lest they be caught up by the Taiping army behind. However, there were no pursuers behind him, and the Taiping army was exhausted and exhausted, and it was impossible to chase those Qing soldiers anymore.

On the small slope, hundreds of Qing soldiers fell to the ground, and the results were great, but Wu Mazi was not excited and excited, because he saw that as these Qing soldiers who rushed to the top of the slope retreated, more Qing soldiers poured up from the slope. And there were only three or four hundred people left around him.

Looking at these remnants of his subordinates, Wu Mazi sighed very emotionally, these soldiers are all good, they are brave soldiers. I wasn't like them back then, and I used to seem to be very greedy for life and afraid of death.

The marshal said that as long as the officials are not afraid of death, the soldiers will not be afraid of death. (To be continued.) )