Near the north gate of Luling, dust and smoke are mixed together, and the city wall can be vaguely seen collapsing down, revealing a gap of six or seven zhang wide. The bricks and rubble made up a hill with potholes, making it difficult to get off your feet.

A large group of red-clothed and gray-clothed figures continued to pour from the city to the gap, and Pei Mingji rushed all the way over, and the gunfire that had been like bursting beans had thinned out, replaced by a noisy noise, and the crisp sound of gold and iron clashing.

Looking at the street twenty or thirty feet away, the gap is like a mountain top surrounded by mist, and two streams of people who have been crowded shoulder to shoulder are pushing each other. While competing for space, shouts of killing, cursing and shouts are also like **, crashing above the gap.

"Governor, why are you here? Here I am! ”

Tong Jing, the commander of the 40th Division under the Pingyu Army, was dispatching his subordinates, and when he saw Bei Mingji appear, he was shocked and frightened.

"How long can you live? If you die, I'll take it over! ”

Pei Mingji is a knife mouth, and he doesn't use his brain to comprehend, but he really deliberately hurts people. Although Tong Jing had just been transferred to the Pingyu Army, he had already heard about it, understood what Pei Mingji meant, and grinned, "Du Du really deserves to be a person from our Heavenly Punishment Society......

Tong was born in the old Si Wei, transferred from the Shenwu Army to lead the newly built 40th Division, the old Si Wei is basically a member of the Heavenly Punishment Society, and it is rare for Pei Mingji to be born in the Green Battalion and enter the Heavenly Punishment Society.

The fierce battle continued ahead, and Tong Jing said hatefully: "There must be a traitor who is familiar with the defense of Luling City to guide the Qing soldiers, so that they can touch the mouth of the main canal and blow up the city wall with gunpowder, but fortunately, the opening is not big." ”

At the gap, the bayonets held by the red-clothed soldiers were as dense as a jungle, and the Qing soldiers who rushed into the gap slashed indiscriminately with their waist knives. Waist knife to bayonet, in this narrow and crowded place, the length is not as long, the advantage is not as good, although the number is large, but the red-clothed soldiers are squeezed out of the gap step by step, and with each step back, the "corpse carpet" covered by this rubble mountain stretches outward.

"What about the cannon? The two four-pound cannons in the city haven't been pulled over yet? ”

Pei Mingji was no longer worried about the battle situation at this time, he began to think about how to resist the next wave of attacks by the Qing army, and the other party would definitely have some changes. Among the three Han generals who led the Han military camp in the Xishan camp, Zhao Junliang was very familiar with him, this person had a good brain, dared to think and do, and was very capable, otherwise it would be impossible for Yongzheng to be pointed to the Xishan camp.

"The Tartar artillery fire in the northwest is too dense, so I asked two artillery groups to go there to counter the artillery, but I didn't expect it...... The Tartar Emperor is really willing to spend a lot of money! In the Battle of Changsha back then, we only had so many artillery, but we were dealing with more than 100,000 Qing soldiers......"

Tong Jing's face was unwilling, and Pei Mingji also secretly sighed, up to the Privy Council and down to himself, they all despised Yongzheng's strength in the Xishan camp.

Thinking about it at this time, I really underestimated Yongzheng's determination. Kangxi's more than 100,000 troops were defeated in Changsha that year, and Yongzheng must have summed it up. Just like earlier, Nurhachi was wounded and killed by a cannon, and the Manchurians attached great importance to artillery, and now history repeats itself, Yongzheng still has the help of the Spaniards, and this suffering is borne by himself.

It was not only the Spaniards who helped, but even the British and Chinese were accomplices. It is impossible for Yinghua to ban the outflow of pig iron, and the pig iron used by Yongzheng to make cannons is all Yinghua good iron. In addition, the north and the south have been together for so long, and some weapons technology is still inevitably northward, such as gunpowder. Pei Mingji has seen the captured Qing soldier equipment, at least the Xishan battalion has all switched to granular gunpowder, but the ratio is still worse. Unlike Yinghua, which grinds gunpowder particles with a waterwheel and steam engine, the fine density and smoothness of gunpowder particles on the back side are much worse, but it is still better than ten years ago.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty originally attached great importance to artillery mobility, and in the early years of Kangxi's peace in the three feudatories, the missionary Nan Huairen made cannons, and many improvements made to the gun carriage were listed as customized by Kangxi. [1]..., and in the Yongzheng era, the Qing court also had a general understanding of the Yinghua artillery through various channels, and the artillery carriage had no technical threshold, and the Qing artillery carriage was also greatly improved. The fact that the Xishan battalion was able to drag so many artillery pieces all the way over and quickly gather them in one place was due to the fact that the artillery carriages were close to the level of Yinghua.

Boom......

After the infantry retreated, the Qing artillery roared again, as if to supplement these notes, shells bombarded the rubble, and occasionally shells crossed the rubble and smashed into the crowd of British and Chinese troops in the rear, pulling out a bloody path.

Pei Mingji and Tong Jing avoided the cannon while snorting cool, the skills of the Qing gunners were so high? Will it also be the Europa artillery, and even the elite of the Anglo-Chinese artillery can only fight the "mountain artillery"?

The Xishan camp was built for five or six years, and with the teaching of the Spaniards, it was normal to train a group of elite gunners, but for the defenders of Luling, the situation was even more difficult.

The red-clothed soldiers were forced to retreat from the gap, and it wasn't long before a crowd of people appeared in the smoke and dust that wrapped the gap, all of them wearing gray and blue thorn coats and turbans. The rear of the gap was divided into pieces by the collapsed houses, and it was difficult for the red-clothed soldiers to gather in a gun formation, and the two sides were no more than ten steps apart, shooting and bombarding with their eyes, and from time to time grenades exploded in the crowd of Qing soldiers, but as the crowds on both sides collided again, the grenades were useless.

First the bayonet and the butt of the gun, then the knee and the foot, and then the distance was so close that only the elbow or even the forehead could be used, and when hundreds or even thousands of people on both sides were huddled together like cattle, there was no other way but to honestly be this monster formed by hundreds of people, and the force under each person's feet converged into the great force of this monster.

There was also a means, that is, teeth, and after a while, the people in the front row on both sides were like crazy, biting each other's necks and faces. There were also people who beckoned the people behind to leave them alone and threw bombs directly at the Qing soldiers.

It's a critical moment......

Pei Mingji and Tong Jing's blood boiled all over their bodies, they really wanted to join in this wave of collision, sacrifice their meager strength, and gather together with Pao Ze to become fierce beasts, but their duty was not here.

"Bomb dropping!"

Tong Jing hissed, and behind the crowd, the grenadiers gritted their teeth and tried their best to throw the grenades at the rear of the rushing tide, silently thinking in their hearts not to blow up their own people.

The grenades continued to explode, and the crowd of Qing soldiers rose with smoke and splashed blood. Originally, the number of Qing soldiers had a great advantage, and they were beginning to push the red-clothed soldiers backwards, and when they were hit by this fierce blow that did not distinguish between the enemy and me, the brains that had fallen into a state of frenzy suddenly sobered up, and subconsciously retreated.

Many of the comrades-in-arms who were still wounded or killed under their feet were still blown up by their own grenades, but the red-clothed soldiers who had just been reorganized from the guard did not flinch. With room to move, they flattened their bayonets, lined up as a wall of swords, and struck heavily on the crowd of Qing soldiers whose morale had fallen from the peak, and at that moment, a whole layer of Qing soldiers, six or seven zhang wide, with thirty or forty people, fell almost at the same time.

Not daring to confront the bayonet forest of the red-clothed soldiers again, the Qing soldiers rolled up like a tide and retreated.

"Well done! These soldiers ...... That's a good job! ”

Seeing his soldiers so brave, Pei Mingji suppressed the tears in his eyes and whispered excitedly, with soldiers like this, what do you ask for?

"Although he is from the guard, in terms of temperament, he is not much worse than the old red clothes."

Tong Jing's mouth echoed, but his heart hurt like cutting meat. Although his division has been pressed and beaten by Qing soldiers these days, the casualties are not large. And now, in order to defend this gap, it is estimated that hundreds of lives have been paid in just a moment, and countless people have been injured. ..., and then he said: "It's impossible for the Tartars to overpower us in terms of heart, I think it's crazy just now, and once the madness passes, I can't stand it." ”

These words slightly solved Pei Mingji's previous doubts, on the Tartar side, if he doesn't go crazy, he really can't get hard.

But a new question arises again, what kind of medicine did Yongzheng take to make these Han officers and soldiers go crazy? The Manchu army camp of the Xishan camp was attacking the east of Luling, and it had been weak and weak, only pushing the artillery bombardment. On the contrary, it was the Han military camp, which actually mustered up the heart of death here.

Pei Mingji told Tong Jing to hurry up and set up defenses, and on the other hand, he thought of Zhao Junliang, if he had the opportunity, he really wanted to ask in person what kind of medicine the Han military camp was taking.

"Didn't you say that Pei Mingji was weak by nature and had no intention of fighting to the death? What medicine did he take, and why didn't he return it? ”

In the north of Luling City, in the handsome tent of the Xishan battalion, Xibao reprimanded a newly defeated general, and then forced Zhao Junliang, the right-wing president of the Han military camp. worked hard to blow up the gap, but not only did not attack it, but lost hundreds of people. Although it is the Han people who died, the Xishan battalion is now relying on the Han military camp to charge into battle, and if it continues to fight like this, not to mention Ganzhou, it is a question whether Luling can be taken.

"I can't figure it out either...... At that time, he was timid and afraid of things, and the reason why he voted for the Nanban was mostly because he saw that Jiangxi was raising the standard and waiting for the green camp to rebel, and he was afraid that the imperial court would purge the whole of Jiangxi, so he closed his eyes and voted for the Nanban. After so many years, I haven't heard him lead the army to fight outside, why did this personality change all of a sudden? ”

Zhao Junliang is familiar with Pei Mingji, but he is familiar with Pei Mingji ten years ago.

Xibao didn't want to listen to this, he pointed to Yang Kun, the left-wing president of the Han military camp: "You go on, since you have broken the city, you should strike while the iron is hot and enter the city in one fell swoop!" ”

Yang Kun said with a bitter face: "Marshal, let's fight from the Xiajiang River, Nanban Xiangyong attacked all the way, and the left wing was greatly damaged, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the soldiers to raise their fighting spirit......"

"Shut up! Who is not badly damaged? There are countless dead and wounded in the Manchu military camp so far, and now that the city has been broken, it is time to strike while the iron is hot and break in in one fell swoop! ”

Zhang Chaowu, a veteran who has always been there, shouted loudly, he is a captured general, and he is burdened with such a stain, and Yongzheng is not good at giving him a name, so he only asks him to assist Xibao as the chief instructor of firearms training in the Xishan camp. But the Han military camp was pulled up by him, and Zhao Yang and the others still had to be recommended by him to enter the Xishan camp, so he could reprimand Yang Kun as the commander of the Han military camp.

It is precisely this background that makes Zhang Chaowu hold back a flame in his heart, and he must take the Han military camp to fight immortal feats, Yang Kun complained bitterly, which made him angry.

"Mark incompetent! Personally lead the team to attack again! ”

Zhang Chaowu's scolding scolded Zhao Junliang, and it was Zhao Junliang's right wing who was defeated and retreated just now.

"My sabers and guns are separated, and we always suffer losses in hand-to-hand combat, and I hope that the marshal will transfer the bayonet battalion to the mark!"

Zhao Junliang has summed up the lesson, the Nanban swords and guns are combined, and the musketeers in the Han military camp can only use a single knife to fight hand-to-hand, which is a great loss, even if there is a numerical advantage, it is difficult to defeat the Nanban. And the battalion of bayonets in the Han barracks should come in handy.

"This ...... Good! Courage is commendable! Ben Shuai promised you! ”

Xibao didn't understand much, looked at Zhang Chaowu, and the veteran nodded slightly, and then expressed his attitude.

The artillery roared again, blasting the gap in the city wall into a splash of mud, and thousands of Qing soldiers, holding muskets and bayonets with their spearheads, gathered into a steely reed, led by dozens of generals, rushed towards the gap.

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