After killing and wounding a large number of Qing troops, the Gangfeng Battalion firearms team fought and retreated, and retreated to the city before the Qing army counterattacked. After writing the "Fun" pavilion www.biquge.info, Deng Yuanpeng counted the casualties, but there was no loss, only a dozen people were slightly injured, and this loss was almost negligible compared with a large area of Qing troops that fell on the river bank.

"My lord! The firearms team of Gangfeng Battalion has all withdrawn, and more than 10 people have been slightly injured, but no one has been killed. Seeing Pang Yue walking down from the city, Deng Yuanpeng walked up to him and reported truthfully, with a hint of pride in his tone.

Pang Yue was naturally satisfied with such a result. The fact that the Qing army was able to beat the corpses all over the field at the cost of zero casualties fully shows the hard training of the firearms team officers and soldiers, and further reveals the essence of the Jiannu and traitor army.

Thinking of this, Pang Yue helped Deng Yuanpeng, who was saluting, and said with a smile: "Deng Qian and the soldiers of the Gangfeng Camp Firearms Team have worked hard, you won the first battle and made great contributions, I will write it down." Hehe, even if I forget, the other soldiers in Ganzhou Town also see it in their eyes and remember it in their hearts. ”

Hearing Pang Yue say this, Deng Yuanpeng hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "My lord's words are serious!" Now that the national crisis is at hand, the only thing that subordinates and others want in their hearts is to do their best to kill the enemy and serve the country, but they dare not claim to be meritorious. ”

"Hahaha," Pang Yue smiled, "Deng Qian is so indisputable, be careful that the soldiers below have opinions on you!" ”

Pang Yue's words attracted laughter from everyone around him, and Deng Yuanpeng couldn't help but be happy.

Seeing that Pang Yue, as the chief soldier, had no frame and got along with his subordinates so well, Hu Yiqing and Zhao Yinxuan sighed again, at least it was difficult for them to do this.

Some people are happy and some people are worried, just when Pang Yue was chatting and laughing with his subordinates and sharing the joy of winning the first battle, Li Yingzong, who had already led the army to the west bank, was angry and angry. After going ashore, he ordered a count of casualties only to find that in the process of crossing the river, his army was directly killed by the artillery fire of the Ming army or fed more than 100 people to Wang Ba, and nearly 500 people were killed or seriously wounded by the musket array of the Ming army after going ashore. As for the specific casualty figures of the Ming army, he did not know, but he did know one thing, the Ming army calmly retreated into the city, not even a single corpse was left.

Even a single Ming army was not wiped out, and his own army lost 10%, which made Li Yingzong really unacceptable. However, Li Yingzong still did not lose confidence, he firmly believed that the Ming army only took advantage of the surprise attack, and if he fought in an upright battle again, he would definitely be able to get rid of the shame.

After more than half an hour, Ke Yongsheng's troops gradually landed on the west bank, and a large number of siege equipment was also transported. The main force of the Eight Banners led by Turai and Durde remained on the east bank, but sent a Han army named Dachun with a blue flag armor Lazhangjing to cross the river with his headquarters and supervise the battle of the Green Battalion.

"Lord Turai, why don't we go over?" On the east coast, Durde raised his question with Turai, and several of the Alajangin beside Turai had the same doubts on their faces.

Now that the Green Battalion has crossed the river, Turai no longer cares about anything, and instead of answering directly, he asks rhetorically: "Duerde, do you know why my Qing Dynasty was able to defeat the Ming army many times with more than 100,000 Dingkou and join the Central Plains?" ”

Duerde said without hesitation: "The Han people are weak, but I, a Manchurian man, are good at riding and archery, and can use one as ten, so there is today's situation." ”

Duerde's words immediately resonated with the rest of the Manchurian generals, and a trace of pride appeared on their faces, as if they remembered the experience of being in a no-man's land in the Ming Dynasty. …,

Thurai shook his head: "You are only half right, it is true that the Han people are weak, but there are also many good men among them." Now the reason why they have fallen to this point is still the word infighting. And since Emperor Taizong of the Qing Dynasty, I have conveniently used this kind of infighting between them to consume their national strength little by little, and this is why my Eight Banners Iron Cavalry entered the customs in the first year of Shunzhi. Otherwise, although our Manchurian men are brave, it is not easy to conquer a huge Ming country with more than 100,000 strong men. ”

Speaking of this, Turai sneered: "Since the Han people like infighting, why don't we fulfill them?" As you have seen just now, the defenders of Ganzhou City are by no means the puppet Ming army we encountered before, and the firearms used are extremely sharp, and they are quite skilled in battle. What's more, their morale is now high, if we go forward to attack directly, won't we lose the warriors in the banner in vain? Hmph, isn't Li Yingzong earnest? Let him and Ke Yongsheng attack first. By the time the morale of the defenders in the city is almost depleted, it's not too late for us to go into battle. We are short of people in Manchuria, but there is no shortage of Han people. ”

"Lord Turai is clever!" Durde suddenly realized, and the rest of the Manchurian generals also showed knowing smiles.

On the east bank, the green battalion of Li Yingzong and Ke Yongsheng's troops who had landed and a Han army with blue flags had already begun to form a team, and for a while, large and small green flags and blue flags with red borders were whistling in the wind. At this time, the auxiliaries in the army also began to assemble the shield carts and ladders that were dismantled and transported across the river, and some of the auxiliaries cut down trees nearby to make more simple shield carts to enhance their own defense capabilities.

Less than two miles north from the assembly place of the Qing army is the south gate of Ganzhou City. At the head of the city, Pang Yue and others were silently observing the movements of the Qing army.

"Jiannu is still the same as before, let the green battalion consume the strength of our army first, and then launch a surprise blow as a new force at the critical moment. Hehe, it's nice to think about. Looking at the Weaving Gold Pole that had been staying on the west bank, Pang Yue sneered.

Zhang Yunli nodded: "Although Jiannu is fierce, there are few people, and they can't afford too many casualties. Therefore, using traitors to take the lead has become their usual trick. ”

Before Pang Yue could speak again, Margio on the side interjected again: "General, I simply can't understand the behavior of these traitors. As a citizen of a civilized country, he actually chose to cooperate with the barbarians. ”

Pang Yue smiled and said in his heart: The thoughts of these scum who have turned their backs on their ancestors may not even be able to understand the minds of the Ming Dynasty, and of course you can't understand it as a foreign devil.

After Margio finished speaking, he visually measured the approximate distance from the Qing army's assembly place to the south gate of the town, and sighed with some chagrin: "If we had eighteen pounder cannons, we could completely beat those traitors and barbarians into meat sauce!" ”

"Rest assured, Mr. Margio!" Pang Yue patted Margio on the shoulder, "There will be an eighteen-pound run, there will be a twenty-four-pound cannon, everything will be fine!" ”

While Margio savored this sentence, Pang Yue said to Zhang Yunli, Shi Youliang and other generals beside him: "Since Jiannu cares about his casualties very much, then this time we will completely hurt it!" First cripple the traitor army on the opposite side, and then turn the city into a tomb for Jiannu! ”

"Yes!" The generals will bow their hands together.

At two o'clock in the afternoon (about half past four), the prepared Qing army finally moved, dozens of shield carts slowly moved to the front, and then with the three cannon shots on the east bank, the entire array began to move forward, heading towards the south gate of the town. According to the plan previously laid out by Tulai, the south gate of the town will be the focus of their attack.

It's finally here! Standing at the south gate of the town and looking up, I saw a group of black figures and flags fluttering in the sky rushing towards this side. This time, in order to facilitate the crossing of the river, most of the horses of the Green Battalion Army were left on the east bank, so the attacking army was mainly infantry, and only the Han army with the blue flag in the rear was a few hundred cavalry. But even so, more than 10,000 troops marched forward in full steps, and there were still bursts of dull and heartfelt sounds. …,

Facing the surging Qing army banner under the city, the soldiers of the trapped camp at the head of the city couldn't help but clench the weapons in their hands. Especially those recruits who have recently been recruited, even pinched their knuckles white, and went to the battlefield for the first time, it would be false to say that they were not nervous. Not only the recruits, but also many veterans also showed a solemn look on their faces, after all, this is the first time since the opening of Ganzhou Town and Jiannu, and the effect of hard training regardless of cold and summer for a year is about to be tested in this battle.

The large array of the Qing army was getting closer and closer to the city, and dozens of shield carts were marching in the forefront, and the wide protective surface covered the front of the entire formation tightly, like a moving city wall.

It was getting closer and closer, and when the shield car of the Qing army entered the range of the bronze cannon and the general cannon at the head of the city, the officers of the trapped camp at the head of the city immediately issued the order to open fire.

"Boom! - "Boom! ——”…… The six Furlong bronze cannons at the head of the city were the first to fire, and the six fiery iron balls rushed towards the Qing army's shield car with an unstoppable momentum.

"Boom!" "Click!" …… A series of loud noises followed, and four of the shells hit the shield car, which seemed to be extremely strong, and the protective plate that had brought a lot of security to the Qing soldiers was scattered and separated, and the solid cannonball smashed the protective plate to the aftermath of the aftermath, and together with the scattered sawdust, the Qing army auxiliary soldiers behind the shield car caused secondary damage. Those Qing soldiers who couldn't hide were beaten to a bloody blur one by one, and even those who were not dead for a while were lying in a pool of blood wailing and struggling.

Two other shells flew directly into the Qing army formation over the shield car. One of them was like a hot knife cutting butter, carving out an incomparably bloody path in the queue of Qing army auxiliaries following the shield cart, and everywhere it went, it was sprinkled with disgusting red and white liquid, and many Qing soldiers were killed or hugged the stumps of their limbs and let out a terrible howl. Another cannonball hit a Qing soldier holding the flag, and after a muffled sound of broken bones, the cannonball directly turned his head into nothingness, pierced the body of a companion behind him, and then smashed the legs and feet of two Qing soldiers in succession before gradually stopping the forward trend. The green flag crashed to the ground in a splash of blood and fell into the dust.