There was a brief silence on the battlefield. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Cui Shoucheng stared intently ahead, and layers of fine sweat began to break out in the palm of his hand holding the reins. Tian Xiong, Gang Alin, Yang Jizuo, and Tan Tai and others further away were also attracted by the forest of flintlock pistols, forgetting the movements in their hands, and they didn't have time to think about more things, the only thing they could do was to hold their breath and wait, passively waiting for the results to be revealed.

"Shoot! ――”

"Shoot! ――”

......

A military horn sounded, and the roars of the officers were passed down layer by layer, reaching the eardrums of the soldiers.

Countless red and white dazzling sparks bloomed on the front line of the trapped camp in an instant, and with the roar of the torrential rain, the white smoke walls quickly spread to the wings, and in the blink of an eye, they mixed together, and a white dragon seemed to rise and fall on the long front.

The sound and waves of wind and rain swept through the air at a rapid pace, and even the horses in the rear of the Qing army jumped in panic and let out mournful neighing. Countless bullets dragged and screamed into the panicked Qing army's array, tearing at their armor furiously. The muffled sound of popping continued, bringing out clouds of flying blood mist. In the face of fifteen steps of close shooting, even the iron armor could not stop it, but caused the deformation and rolling of the warhead, and after entering the body, the wound area inside was expanded several times, and the muscles and internal organs were all messed up, making the person who was shot let out a series of heart-rending screams.

Following the direction of the front, in the blink of an eye, a large number of Qing soldiers fell, like crops being harvested in the field. These Qing soldiers who faced the muzzles of their guns were shot in the torsos or limbs, and one by one their internal organs were shattered, their limbs were broken, and their intestines were rotten, and they struggled, crawled, and howled on the ground, and the terrible screams resounded in the sky. The horrific bodies of the dead and wounded vividly illustrate the cruelty of war.

At the beginning, the dense firing formation formed by the Zhejiang Admiral's Biao Battalion in order to increase their firepower caused them to suffer more intensive retaliation at this time, and the firecrackers in the opposite camp almost as soon as they stretched out the barrels of their guns, they hit one by one. On the entire front, there were about nearly 1,000 Qing troops facing the salvo of the trapped camp, and more than 500 fell in the first round of earth-shattering volleys, so close that they could not hide.

With just one stormy salvo, the Qing army's array, which had begun to panic, was on the verge of collapse in an instant. And the trapping camp did not leave them even the slightest respite.

"Shoot! ――”

"Shoot! ――”

......

The echo of the first salvo has not yet completely dissipated, and the second volley is coming closely.

The thunderous roar instantly covered the screams and screams of the Qing army. The embankment, which had been washed away by the flood and was about to collapse, could no longer withstand the new flood peak, and as the first Qing soldier threw down his weapon and fled backwards, the chain reaction spread like a plague. The crowd fleeing for their lives gradually became the mainstream, and the collapse of the situation was finally irreversible.

Ding Liehu stood in the queue and clutched his Miao knife, all the previous nervousness had disappeared. Looking at the backs of countless panicked and fleeing on the opposite side, he only felt an unprecedented pride echoing in his chest at this time, as if he was Zhao Zilong who was alone in the face of thousands of troops.

The loud trumpet of the charge resounded throughout the battlefield, and the 2nd and 3,000 corps in front of the left and right sides burst out in unison with the slogan of the charge, and the forest-like spears were flattened, and the spear array launched a surprise attack on the defeated Qing army.

Immediately afterwards, in the array of the 1,000th Corps, the order to charge also came.

"Charge! ――”

"Charge! ――”

......

"Kill! Thousands of soldiers shouted in unison and poured forward, and the red column turned into countless red dots, passing through the gap between the second and third thousand corps, crashing into the chaotic line of the Qing army.

In the earth-shattering shouts of killing, rows of sharp and shiny blades slashed at the defeated Qing army one by one, harvesting cheap human lives heartily. The mentally broken Zhejiang Tibiao and the green battalion soldiers of Denglai Town let out a hoarse howl and fled in a panic.

"Kill!" Ding Liehu held the Miao knife in both hands and cut off the head of a Qing soldier, and the blood from the other party's neck spilled on his face, making his expression even more hideous.

At a distance of fifteen paces, only two volleys dealt a fatal blow to the Qing troops on the opposite side. More than 4,000 infantry and gunners in Zhejiang Tibiao and Denglai Town collapsed after paying nearly 1,000 casualties, and the tide of fleeing crowds rushed in the direction of the Chinese army. The Zhejiang Cavalry, which was originally arrayed on the left flank of the infantry, quickly collapsed under the impact of the Second Cavalry Battalion, and some of the Qing cavalry who were in a panic even crashed headlong into the fleeing crowd of infantry, making the escape road a mess. The surging camp front immediately pressed up, turning the Qing troops running behind into horrible corpses.

Ding Liehu frantically waved the Miao knife in his hand, slashing and slashing all the enemies in front of him who could move, whether he was fleeing for his life, resisting stubbornly, or already kneeling and begging for mercy. The sharp blade swung with drops of blood, until the enemy in front of him was slashed and slashed, and he and his comrades continued to pursue the fleeing enemy army in front of him. At this time, he had long forgotten his nervousness and fatigue, and ran with his comrades across the line full of corpses. The sound of the wind whirred in my ears, and there was a sound of running footsteps around me, and rows of blades glittered with cold light.

……

On the left flank of the Qing army, there was already chaos around the flag of the Zhejiang Admiral, and the tide of routs ran by, and some officers who tried to maintain order were quickly swept into the fleeing crowd and disappeared without a trace, or were directly cut down to the ground by the frenzied rout.

"How is that possible? How is this possible? Tian Xiong's eyes widened, and he hadn't fully recovered his senses. Such a complete rout, which was accomplished in such a short period of time, was completely beyond the scope of his experience.

"My lord, let's go! If you don't leave, it's too late! The head of the pro-soldier team next to him shouted anxiously.

Tian Xiong turned his head to look at both sides, and just Alin and Yang Jizuo had already run away without a trace. Although Tan Tai said that if he couldn't defend the main force of the right flank and retreat to the north of Hutou Mountain, he would cut off the head of someone in Tian, but at this time, Tian Xiong had no choice, and it might be inevitable to die if he fled back, but if it fell into the hands of Huguang Town, I am afraid it would not be as simple as a dead word. Gritting his teeth, he also joined the fleeing crowd with his own soldiers, and even the commander's flag was erected in place.

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Under the banner of the camp trapped, Cui Shouchang breathed a sigh of relief, and an indescribable cheerfulness and comfort drove away the pent-up emotions that had been accumulated in his chest for a long time.

"My lord! We won! The combat staff officer next to him was full of excitement and said loudly.

Cui Shoucheng calmed down his emotions for a while, and ordered in a deep voice: "The 2nd and 3rd Brigades of the Trap Camp will continue to attack, squeeze the Tartar Routed Army to the west, and the 2nd Cavalry Battalion and the 1st Commander of the Trap Camp will assault the Tartar Squadron." The 3,000th Corps of the 2nd Cavalry Battalion and the Nanchang Battalion ......"

At this time, the shouting and killing in the direction of Nanshan Village in the east suddenly increased, and it seemed that the Qing army there had begun to break through with all their might. Cui Shoucheng glanced over there and slightly modified the order: "After the 3,000th Brigade of the 2nd Cavalry Battalion broke through to the Tartar Formation along the right flank, it didn't matter if it encountered the scattered Tartars fleeing for their lives, it mainly attacked the large Tartars from the north. The Nanchang battalion quickly advanced eastward to the outside of Nanshan Village to assist the Yongding battalion in blocking the Tartar breakthrough road. ”

The combat staff officer took note of the order and turned to arrange for the transmission.

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"Handsome! The right wing broke through! Tartar ...... The Tartars are finished! The general soldier of Huguang Town in the middle of the road recognized his flag, Zhang Yunli's excitement was overflowing, and his voice was trembling violently.

Pang Yue held his trembling hand hard, tried hard to calm his heartbeat, took a deep breath, and his loud voice was as usual: "Order Lao He, the second brigade will charge immediately, don't give the Tartars a chance to breathe." No matter what the price is, within half an hour, I will see his recognition flag appear north of Xugang Village! There is also the Gangfeng battalion, let Lao Lu speed up, the yellow flag of the Tartars in front of them is only more than 1,000 horses, solve this Tartar as soon as possible, and attack the Tartar army together with the trapped camp! ”

"Yes!!" Zhang Yunli yelled and turned to leave.

Pang Yue raised the clairvoyant mirror and looked in all directions on the battle line one after another. Fierce fighting was still raging in the direction of Hutou Mountain on the west road, and most of the Qing cavalry that broke into the south of Hutou Mountain had not yet withdrawn. In the direction of Xugang Village in the middle road, after being reinforced by the artillery of the Agni Battalion, the Second Brigade is about to completely capture Xugang Village, and after pulling out this nail, it will be able to press the middle of the Qing army with all its strength and threaten Tan Tai's Chinese army. On the east road, the Yongding Battalion and the 1,000th Corps of the Second Cavalry Battalion pressed the remnants of the left flank of the Qing army around Nanshan Village, and the Qing army was unwilling to sit still and strive to break through. But just now, Cui Shoucheng sent more than 2,000 foot soldiers of the Nanchang battalion to strengthen this direction, and the possibility of the Qing army successfully getting out should be small.

Pang Yue's hand holding the clairhand began to tremble slightly, he calmed down, and then turned his gaze to the current position of the trapped camp. There, the thousands of men and horses raised by Zhejiang had completely collapsed, and only some soldiers and horses of Zhenghuangqi and Shandong Luying Denglai Town were left between the forward line of the trapped camp and Tan Tai's weaving golden dragon, about 4,000 people. In the southwest direction of the camp banner of the trapping camp, the Gangfeng battalion is also about to break through the barrier of the yellow flag on the opposite side, and work together with the trapping camp to drive the rout and attack Tan Taizhong's army.

The left flank ceased to exist, and the Chinese army was about to collapse, and such a blow was undoubtedly fatal for the Qing army. As long as nothing happens, Tan Tai and the tens of thousands of troops under his command are already in danger.

In an instant, Pang Yue felt a surging current of heat lingering in his eyes. The past events resurfaced in his mind at this time, leaving regrets that he was proud of...... The oaths that had once been made seemed to still echo in his ears, for his own, for everyone else, and for the sake of this suffering nation......

Trying to calm his mind, Pang Yue clenched his fists and let out a hearty shout in his heart: "You lost!" You are no match for the Han Chinese! ”