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"Hit it hard! Beat all these rebels to death, don't leave any of them! ”

On the artillery position of the Qing army, the guards of Fu Fang and Fu, who supervised the battle, shouted loudly.

Sai Shang'a, who was beside Seng Greenqin, saw the momentum of the first round of shelling, and he was also relieved in his heart, such firepower, not to mention the anti-Ming and anti-thief, even the elite of the Beijing Banner Forbidden Army could not bear it, it seems that the emperor's way of training the New Army of the Eight Banners is still a holy name.

The rumbling artillery bombardment lasted for nearly two hours, and it was almost four hours, and the artillery positions of the Qing army were already covered with thick smoke and dust, and the wooden fence of the Baiyun Mountain Village, which was one and a half miles away, was all smashed to pieces, and the red deer barracks outside the trench were also smashed by solid iron bullets.

The artillery team of the Eight Banners New Army in Guangzhou was manned by French instructors, and the French instructors were responsible for ranging and aiming, and the artillery of the Eight Banners was nothing more than charging and igniting. It was also a French cannon that could hold 10% of gunpowder, so the accuracy of the shelling was extremely high.

The artillery of the Green Battalion next to them is not good, although the cannons they are using now are strictly supervised by Lin Zexu, Guan Tianpei, Qiying and others before and after the Opium War, and they are imitated according to the 12-pounder cannons in Europe, and even the gun carriage is exactly the same as the French-made 12-pounder cannon of the Eight Banners, although the quality is slightly inferior, but there is not much difference. But that's it......

"This green camp has been abandoned for too long, how can the same cannon not be able to hit? I didn't have the right head at all, and I played slowly. ”

Monk Green's eyes narrowed, a look of contempt appeared on his face, and Sezanne nodded. It seems that Guangdong Green Camp is really too lazy to talk.

"Jiangshan is not their Han in the end. They just get paid to work. It's not good to do it, you deserve to be a slave for the rest of your life! ”

It was Bai Siwen who echoed the monk Greenqin, who was the deputy minister of foreign affairs, and he was not in charge of military affairs. However, he bought the weapons of the Eight Banners New Army from foreigners, and the French instructors were also invited by him, so he had an errand to praise military affairs. In fact, it's just a name, and when you have merit, you will share one or two, and if you defeat it, you don't have any responsibility. It doesn't matter if you don't come to the front. However, Bai Siwen was a great loyal man of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and he couldn't rest assured that the war here in Baiyun Mountain would come from Kowloon. With him, there was also Zeng Guofan, who was sent to serve in front of the army, the rank of squire is gone, and now it is a Taoist rank, and there is no serious errand, but the fierce loyalty to the Manchu Qing has not changed.

"The green battalion is unusable, and it is better to dismiss and form a new army."

Zeng Guofan said this while staring at the monk Lingqin who was staring at the front line.

"Another new army? How is it a group? Sezanne took the question.

"It is time to take the banner man and Confucian scholars as generals, and recruit simple farmers as battalion bravery. Ren France will be a consultant, equipped with foreign guns and cannons. Day and night training ......"

"Can a simple peasant fight?" Monk Greenqin looked disdainful. If only the Mongolian herdsmen on the steppe were just the descendants of Genghis Khan, no one would believe them when they said that they could not fight. However, the Han peasants have always won the weak, and they don't practice military affairs, so it's okay to be a regiment to maintain a place, and if you really want to form an economic army, I'm afraid it's not as good as the green battalion!

"Whether you can fight or not, we'll know later." Zeng Guofan's words are also with guns and sticks! The simple peasants are on Baiyun Mountain, and we'll see if they can fight later, or if your Eight Banners and Green Battalion soldiers can fight!

"Order, stop shelling, beating drums, infantry attack!" Monk Lingqin didn't seem to hear Zeng Guofan's words, but just waved his hand and ordered to attack.

……

"The cannon is not fired?"

"The Qing soldiers are attacking!" Zheng Hong patted Lu Siyuan beside him, and said with a smile, "If this battle is fought, this credit will be enough for you and me to eat for a lifetime!" ”

"There are a lot of soldiers......"

As soon as Lu Siyuan was about to speak, there was a tidal shout from the foot of Baiyun Mountain, and then a banner of various styles came out of the smoke of gunpowder, today is a sunny and windless day, so the smoke of gunpowder emitted from the muzzle of the cannon just now has not yet dispersed, and the Qing soldiers of the brigade seem to rush out of the clouds.

"The Qing soldiers rushed up! Let's rush too, condescendingly, and in one go! ”

Seeing the tide of the Qing army coming, Wei Shaoguang was also excited, he is now the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guard, a very big official, he must make some merit to be worthy of Emperor Zhu, right?

"Shaoguang, you, Huang Qiying, and Tieqiao San each led a battalion to charge, and they could only rush for a while...... After the fight, you will go back, you can't fall in love, you know? ”

"Order!"

Wei Shaoguang took over a five-foot-long Pu knife from a small soldier beside him, the blade was made of Haode Lanfangxing's crucible steel, sharpened to a crisp surface, and it looked like it was seeping. There were also two heroes who received the order with him, both of whom were born in the rivers and lakes, and later opened a museum in Guangzhou to teach apprentices, of course, they were also brothers of the Hong family. After the Baiyun Mountain uprising, he took his disciples up the mountain to take refuge, and they were all named the head of a battalion.

"Brothers in the Three Elements! Fight with the clear dog, rush!! ”

Wei Shaoguang roared, and with a few apprentices or personal soldiers, he jumped out of the trench and rushed down the mountain, and the three battalions of hand-to-hand soldiers under his command also howled and began to charge. The weapons in their hands are all spears of more than five feet, these people are all peasants in Sanyuanli, their courage is acceptable, and their martial arts are not good, so Wei Shaoguang equipped them with spears, and when they fight, they just cover their heads and charge.

"Army, military gate, bandits are charging!"

Xianglin, who was leading Goshha to supervise the battle, heard Goshha's report, looked forward, and his face suddenly turned a little pale, these bandits are too unruly to fight!

How can you charge directly? Shouldn't we use foreign guns and shotguns?

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The sound of muskets rang out one after another, and Xianglin's heart sank to the bottom. The bandits are still a hundred paces away! Can you shoot now? This musket is troublesome to load, and those green battalion bird soldiers are not skilled, I'm afraid there is no way to reload it before the bandits' spears pierce it! Doesn't that look good......

"Kill the dog! Restore the Ming Dynasty! ”

Wei Shaoguang roared again, and began to charge with all his strength while wielding the broadsword. The more than 1,000 pikemen behind him were also imposing, they had been fighting against the Qing soldiers for several months, and they had long known about the Qing soldiers' two hits. Hand-to-hand combatants had no long-range weapons, and firearms could not engage in close combat -- shotguns and carrying guns were not equipped with bayonets, and although a small number of foreign guns had spears, the Qing army's shotgunners were never accustomed to hand-to-hand combat, and even if they inserted bayonets, they were given in vain. Not to mention whether these firearms soldiers have the courage to fight hand-to-hand.

"Don't quit! Resist me! ”

Several officers of the Green Battalion were still trying to restrain their subordinates, trying to avoid collapse - they were all guilty of crimes, or if they didn't fight well, Monk Greenqin would cut off their heads!

But the question is, how do you resist it? The other side is all pikemen, and most of the shotgunners and spearmen of the Qing army do not have sharp weapons in melee hand-to-hand combat. Are these green battalion soldiers really martial arts masters? Seeing that the tip of the spear was about to pierce over, the shotgunners and spearmen on the front line of the Qing army suddenly collapsed. Throw the guy in your hand and run away.

"Those who retreat will be decided! Kill it! ”

Xianglin was also in a hurry, and asked his subordinate Goshha to stand in a row behind the Qing army with his waist knife, and anyone who retreated from the front, no matter who it was, cut one by one!

Xianglin's Goshha is cutting people, Wei Shaoguang, Huang Qiying and Liang Kun, nicknamed Tieqiao San, are also cutting people, and they are also Manchu green battalion soldiers, they are all masters of cutting people, each holding a five-foot-long Pu knife, opening the bow left and right, slashing and killing. How can this Qing soldier resist, not only the firearms soldiers are all defeated, but even the hand-to-hand soldiers behind them are also scattered and fled, and a few Goshha under the Xiangda army can't be restrained at all.

"...... None of these Han people are useful! ”

Monk Greenqin saw that he was angry, and immediately scolded, completely ignoring that there were also Han officials such as Ye Mingchen, the governor of Guangdong, Zeng Guofan, a four-grade Taoist, and He Rulin, the former secretary of the military department.

Fortunately, Lin Zexu's old thorn head has now gone to Shanghai, otherwise Zhun Bao would have argued with him - isn't this wolf-like bandit on Baiyun Mountain a Han Chinese?

However, Zeng Guofan is not a good person, and he doesn't dare to talk back to the Mongolian prince, but his mind is even more stubborn.

"Lord Wang, it seems that the Han Green Camp can't defeat the thieves on Baiyun Mountain, so it's better to let the Eight Banners show their might, right?" (To be continued......)