Chapter 707 There Are Too Few People to Die Desperately Asking for a Monthly Pass

Bow and arrow against foreign guns! If it was an organized regular army, a salvo of 300 rifles would have beaten these bannermen to the ground. However, these workers from the collective farms in the Northeast did not have this ability, and only shot in a mess. However, due to the close distance between the two sides, it is also gun-to-gun. The tartar that had been struck seemed to have been struck by lightning, and it shook and fell, but soon another tartar climbed into the cart.

On the other hand, the uncles of the Eight Banners did not need to fire arrows, and the working class people who were crowded into a pile were also hit by arrows. However, there were not many people standing on the carts, so there were not many Tartar archers shooting arrows, and even if the bows and arrows were faster than the foreign guns, they did not cause much damage. The two sides were locked for a while.

Wu Mancang jumped out of the cart when Yang Laobai was hit by an arrow just now, and saw that the situation was critical, and he also knew that Lu Dao had to mobilize the masses, and he never knew who had snatched a steel shovel in his hand, and shouted: "Brothers workers, copy guys, go up and fight with the Tartars!" If you don't fight hard, you'll die! Hearing him, the company commander, shouting desperately, there were really dozens of workers who were not afraid of death, either holding foreign guns with bayonets or wielding shovels and shovels. At the same time, the foreign guns also crackled, and they were not afraid of any accidental injury, they were all like this today, and it was a fluke to survive!

The children of the Eight Banners over there were not afraid of death, and some dancers jumped down from the cart with swords and sabers, and fought with the Ming army. However, the space in the circle is limited, and there are not too many people, that is, a hundred or dozens of Tartars and a hundred or dozens of Ming army workers are fighting together. The roaring and scolding of both sides and the collision of weapons resounded in a thrilling manner. Whether it was the Ming army, the workers or the Tartars. All of them are desperate!

Wu Mancang performed bravely. The steel shovel in his hand seemed to be a good thing, and it was rounded and slashed and smashed like a machete. The waist knife of the Eight Banners is not one at all, as long as it touches the steel shovel, it will be split and flyed, and the material of some waist knives seems to be too soft, and it was actually bent by a steel shovel. The rest of the Ming troops also had two strikes, and the sabers in their hands were also very sharp, all of which were made of stainless steel. Dancing like a ball of white light, the Tartar's waist knife is not an opponent at all, and some have even been cut in two!

It turned out that after these Eight Banners soldiers lost their territory in the Guan, it would be difficult to replenish iron weapons, and there was no way for good steel to come from. Even if you can get some through the way of Jin Shang, it is too expensive to die, and you are not willing to give so many Eight Banners soldiers below steel knives, all of them are made of wrought iron, and there is no steel inlay on the blade. So in hand-to-hand combat, he suffered a big loss, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

Inside and outside the convoy, corpses are everywhere!

"What are you eating! What are they for? More than a thousand people can't beat such a Guleyyan! It's all rubbish! ”

Seeing that the front line had been attacked for a long time, Fu Fang had already ridden to the periphery of the convoy's circle. Loudly scolding and urging his subordinates to fight. He knew he didn't have much time. There are two Ming army walled cities nearby, and there are at least a thousand people in them! And. The Ming army's guards cavalry may not have gone far! Once they turn back, they won't be able to eat anymore.

"Dutong, these Ming dogs are piercing, it seems that they are their elite, and even Xiang Beile has died in battle!"

"Yes, our brothers are already fighting, but they can't beat it!"

"Master Du, these Ming dogs are all outlaws, why don't we ask Lord Rosovsky's Cossacks to help?"

The two co-leaders saw Fu Fang's busy explanation.

Fu Fang was furious when he heard this: "Bullshit! It's obviously a rabble, and it can't be defeated, how can it sweep the Central Plains and restore the Qing Dynasty in the future! ”

The two co-leaders looked at each other, and said in their hearts what years have they been, why do they still think about such a non-scoreful thing?

One of the co-leaders frowned, and whispered to Fu Fang: "Master Du, we can't be so consuming with the Han people, we can't afford to die!" ”

Fu Fang gritted his teeth, he was Yi Xin's henchman, and he didn't know that they couldn't afford to die? Now Yixin claims to have an army of 80,000, but in fact there are 60,000 at most. This is the greatest amount of power that the people of the Eight Banners can contribute! Men from 13 to 60 years old, as long as they do not lack arms or legs, they have been included.

And due to the turmoil and food shortages in recent years, the reproduction of the banner people has also been affected, and few babies are born. This population has become a problem for several of Yixin's high-level leaders.

"No, we must fight to the end! If we can't defeat a single Guleyyan, what can we do when we come south? ”

Fu Fang pulled out his waist knife again, and wanted to dismount with one leg, looking like he was ready to lead the team in hand-to-hand combat. At this moment, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Lord Dutong, the reinforcements of the Ming army have arrived!" ”

"What? Reinforcements? So fast! ”

Fu Fang didn't get off the horse anymore, one arm was supported on the horse's back, and the whole person stood up on the saddle, and someone handed him a monocular, he raised the telescope to look around, and soon found the reinforcements of the Ming army. There were actually two teams of reinforcements, or mixed teams of infantry and cavalry, and there were about eight or nine hundred people together.

One team came from the north, and the other team came from the south. It must have been reinforcements sent by the two Ming army walled cities 25 miles away from the north and south - these Ming army walled cities have watchtowers, and it is not difficult to observe the situation 25 miles away with a telescope from the top of the watchtower, they must have seen the Eight Banners besieging the Ming army transport team before sending troops to help.

"Fuck, these bright dogs are too bold!"

About 800 infantry plus 100 cavalry, reinforced in two groups. Fu Fang has a team of 1,500 horses here! Will these Ming armies fight in the end?

"All the capital, withdraw."

Hearing the suggestion of an assistant leader beside him, Fu Fang was so angry that he almost fell off the horse.

"Bastard, 1500 cavalry were scared away by hundreds of infantry, what are you talking about!" Fu Fang scolded, and then pointed to this co-leader and said, "Give you 500 people to watch this Guleyan, and wait for me to take people to destroy these two Ming dogs who don't know what to do!" “

Using hundreds of infantry and dozens of cavalry to attack the 1,500 Eight Banners Horse Team was of course a brainless move in Fu Fang's eyes, but the battalion commander of Suiyuan Town, who was guarding Flying Wolf Fort and Flying Bear Fort, didn't take the Eight Banners Brigade seriously. So as soon as they saw that there were Eight Banners besieging a baggage convoy, they didn't think much about it, and each ordered a few hundred people to help.

Seeing the Eight Banners Horse Team of the brigade rushing towards his side, Wang Wuming, the guard of Flying Wolf Castle, felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to set up a hollow phalanx. Although the Miao Army is only a local army, many officers have gone to the Royal Army Military Academy in Yingtian for further study in the past two years, and this Wang Wuming is one of them. So under his tutelage, the hollow phalanx of this battalion was also neatly arranged. More than 400 Besemai rifles were loaded with bayonets, and the whole phalanx looked like a steel hedgehog from a distance.

"Battalion commander, these Tartars don't seem to be bad." A company commander under Wang Wuming also had some insight, "There are four or five hundred lancers, which must have been trained by Xifa!" ”

"So what? Far worse than the Guards Cavalry! We can't break our hollow phalanx. Wang Wuming snorted.

"What a hollow phalanx...... Fu Fang's forehead also had a fine cold sweat coming out, he originally thought it was a very easy battle, who knew that Gu Lieyan of the Ming Army's baggage team was difficult to fight, and there were actually Ming army infantry who dared to challenge the authority of the Eight Banners Vest on the grassland! If this is for the ancestors to know the way, they won't laugh off their big teeth!

"Master Du, you can't rush!" The co-leader who commanded this kind of Eight Banners Lancers came to Fu Fang at this time and said loudly, "The foreign guns of the Ming army have a long range, they can hit us at least three volleys, at least 100 of us can be killed, and at least 100 more will die in their hollow phalanx, so it's not worth changing your life!" ”

Oh, yes! There are many Han people, but there are few flag people! It is definitely a loss to exchange 200 banner people for more than 400 Han people, not to mention 200 elite Eight Banner Lancers!

"Master Du, we can't stay here for a long time, Master Rosovsky is still waiting for us to go south together to destroy the Han railway!"

The co-leader looked at the hollow phalanx and his scalp was numb, under this rush, even if he could win his co-ordination, he was crippled, and if he wanted to replenish, it was impossible, because all the bannermen who could fight were already in the army!

"Alas, really, this battle is also a terrible battle!" Fu Fang was a little unwilling, looking at the hollow phalanx with small bayonets like a forest, he was silent for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said a word: "Fight!" (To be continued......)