"**, why do you deviate so much ......"

Huang Shen scolded and shoved a musket wrapped in oilcloth to his subordinates, aiming at the Qing officer with a cool hat, but hit another person next to him.

"Eagle Raising Army Bayonet - I"

Only about 20 steps away from the Qing fortress wall, Huang Shen drew his sword and shouted, and the winged people shouted in unison, four or five hundred bayonets came out of their sheaths and loaded the guns, the sound was like cháo, and the blade was like a forest. Separated by a trench more than a zhang wide and a wall three or four feet high, the Qing army still subconsciously shrunk their necks, and their bodies seemed to be pushed by this cháo.

As they approached the trench, the crowd of red-clothed soldiers parted, and more than a dozen wooden ladders two feet long and more than three feet wide were erected high, and then fell heavily on the wall. Several unlucky soldiers were smashed by the ladder head wrapped in iron sheets, and some people were disemboweled on the spot by the sharp grasp of the ladder head.

"The thieves even wrapped the ladder in iron, where did they get so much iron and so much silver?"

As the general manager of Qian, he is the person in charge of this defense line, and if the defense line is breached, he will not have to live, this is the original words of the boss Taiyuan Town. And when he slashed on the ladder with a knife, only to hear a futile sound of gold and iron, a cry of desolation also sounded in his heart.

The trenches and ramparts created a number of obstacles for the Anglo-Chinese army, which would have cost a lot to overcome. But with the custom-made iron-headed ladder from the carpentry shop in advance, the cost is no longer so unbearable. At least of the more than ten ladders erected by Huang Shen's wing, only two were overturned, and it was good to drag them up and re-erect them.

The drizzle made the guns and even grenadiers of the British and Chinese army useless, and similarly, the fire oil originally prepared by the Qing army also lost its effectiveness. Relying on all kinds of equipment, the Qing army's trench defense did not have much impact on the offensive of the British and Chinese army.

The nerves of the large Qing soldiers on the defense line have been stretched to the limit, and they are frantically pulled by the two great fears in front and back. When the red-clothed soldiers swooped down from the wooden ladder standing diagonally, countless Qing soldiers felt that something in their minds snapped and broke, and then a clear spirit. The shouting of the commander and even the slashing of the sword were useless, and the Qing soldiers on the defense line scattered in a hurry.

They just eat rations, even if the officials read the food every day and repay the emperor's kindness, but the salary is not enough to feed the family. Seriously, being a soldier is a part-time job, why should you lose your life for this part-time job?

"Let's Die"

Mr. Qian swung his knife and slashed at a red-clothed soldier, who seemed to be an officer, and seemed to be stunned by the scene in front of him, and thought that he would also run away with his head with the soldier.

The sound of the bell sounded, and Huang Shen grabbed the opponent's waist knife, and saw clearly that the enemy in front of him was the Qing army general he had not hit before. The expressions on this guy's face were so varied, they all made him feel the urge to unfold the drawing board, and this expression was really too jīng color. Anger, unwillingness, despair, hope, and longing are just these faces, which almost show all the emotions of the Qing soldiers in person.

The rain brushed carefully, the swords came and went, and there were a few more wounds on Huang Shen's arms and big tuǐ. He fell to the ground, thinking that his expression was probably good enough.

Huang Shen was just a poor man before joining the army, he had read some books and was interested in painting. When he traveled in Guangdong, he was recruited by Yuan Yinggang and Yuan Tiepan, the supervisor of military ceremonies, to paint propaganda leaflets and write posters in the Yinghua Army, and many murals in the Xinhui and Yashan Memorial Halls are his works. Moved by the historical deeds he painted, he resolutely put pen to paper, and was recommended by Yuan Yinggang to enter the Huangpu Martial Arts School.

Although he has learned a lot, and he is even a sharpshooter, his sword skills are obviously not as good as this Qing general. Seeing that the Qing general was panting, he was about to swing his knife and cut it down. Huang Shen closed his eyes, and said in his heart that it was a pity, the Holy Martial Temple would definitely not be able to enter, and the Martyrs' Shrine should have its own place.

Burst......

It wasn't a blade that waited, but a fishy hot liquid, and then the Qing general fell on top of him, breathing heavily. Huang Shen opened his eyes and saw that the face was still so indifferent, but when he looked closely, his expressions of doubt, reluctance and relief were changing. A machete slashed at the side of his head, and the red pulp spatted incessantly.

"You scholars are really useless......"

A strange tone sounded, this is the wing commander of the Guangxi internal guard who belongs to his wing, and he is a servant.

"What's his name?"

Pulled up by his partner, looking at the Qing general whose body was still twitching, Huang Shen faintly felt sorry, that face didn't look like someone who should die here.

If he doesn't die, I deserve to die? Then Huang Shen smiled, beckoned the servant man, and walked towards the depths of the battlefield. , "I'm Ha Yuansheng...... Don't die here"

Mr. Qian struggled for a long time, and finally uttered this sentence before he breathed.

In his previous life, he was promoted to General Yangwei, the governor of Guizhou, and a famous general of the Pingmiao War, who retired early in the history changed by Li Xian, just like Huang Shen, whose fate has changed. With the death of Ha Yuansheng and the advance of Huang Shen, the green battalions of Hubei, Zhili and other departments continued to break down, and in just one morning, the Yingyang army and the Huben army broke through more than a dozen trenches and walls from the bank of the Laodao River to the north, broke into six or seven miles, and defeated thirty or forty thousand Qing troops.

Then the offensive of the British and Chinese army suddenly fell, like gnawing on an apple too hard, and biting the core of the fruit. In the whole afternoon, the British and Chinese troops only advanced for less than two miles, occupying three trenches, and suffered a counterattack by the Qing troops, almost losing a trench.

The two sides fought hard in the rain and concrete, and many soldiers had their bayonets broken, and they had to use their machetes and axes. Seen from above, the fiery red làngcháo was blocked in front of a miscellaneous reef, the reef continued to crack, and the red cháo continued to shatter.

"Slippery ......"

In front of the wall, Huang Shen held up his fellow servants and cried out in mournful voices, and a pike dart pierced through his xiōng mouth.

"I'll go and take my place first, remember the painting you owe me, I immediately crossed my sword, and the horse's hooves were full of Tartar soldiers I killed."

This servant surnamed Hua didn't have any feelings or last words, just thinking about what Huang Shen owed him.

"Don't worry, I will definitely draw it and leave it to your son as an heirloom."

Huang Shen nodded his head, looking at the "slippery head" and closing his eyes, he wanted to cry, but he couldn't cry. Turning his head to look ahead, another bō Qing soldier rushed up, he chuckled and shook his head, saying that if he died in battle, this painting should also be lost.

The red-clothed miscellaneous clothes collided together, the bayonets and waist knives and shuttle darts struck back and forth, and the shouts of killing in the depths of the north bank of the Laodao River could be heard clearly in the Iron Furnace Temple.

"Heavenly King, counting the internal guards who are attached to it, the Qingpu battalion and the front battalion of the Eagle Yang Army have suffered nearly 1,000 casualties and 15100 days of casualties in the front and rear battalions of the Tiger Army, which is equal to the total number of the first three months."

At night, listening to the sound of rain outside the tent, Fan Jin picked up the casualty statistics report, and his hands trembled like chaff.

"I suggest that the city of Changsha be captured, and the whole army should rest and recuperate, waiting for the rain to shine. As long as we switch from attack to defense, the Qing soldiers can't help us, and Kangxi has no time to continue to defend this Yulin Army is coming from the northwest, and he will never dare to suffer the enemy on his back."

Fan Jin's plan was equivalent to giving up, and the other generals in the account, including Meng Kui, the commander of the Huben Army, the deputy commander of the Yingyang Army, Fang Tangheng, the commander of the Qingpu battalion, and Zhang Ying, Han Zaixing, He Mengfeng and other battalion leaders, had heavy faces and did not speak out. After a day of fierce fighting, the original jīang heart also calmed down, and began to weigh whether it was worth paying like this, and Fan Jin's plan was a safe strategy.

The Anglo-Chinese army is indeed not afraid of rain battles, but after all, it has no power of guns and cannons, and it always has to pay casualties against stubborn enemies. If the fight continued like this, the Qing army suffered heavy casualties, but the British and Chinese troops were also bleeding heavily.

"The Tartar Emperor must be thinking of who can afford it, and it is reported that he has tens of thousands of green battalions coming from the north. In addition to covering the flanks and resisting the Yulin army, it is estimated that they will continue to fill in the trenches and fight against us. ”

Fan Jin didn't want to stick to his plan strongly, so he expressed it euphemistically with newly obtained information.

Li Shi kept his chin propped up, his eyes were on the top of the big tent, and he was silent for a while before he slowly spoke.

"Taiwan, Shi Shibiu's reinforcements arrived in Taiwan's capital city, Zhu Yigui and Du Junying's rebels couldn't hold on, they asked Zheng Yong for help, but they didn't let Zheng Yong enter Fengshan to purchase military supplies."

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't understand why Li Shi had deviated from the topic.

"Jiangxi, Pei Mingji took the initiative to lead the army to attack Ji'an Mansion, but was repelled by Tian Wenjing, the salt inspector who inspected Jiangxi's salt affairs, and led the army in Taihe County.

"Yunnan, the chief soldier of Yongbei Town, Ma Huibo, has gathered heavy troops in Dali and is threatening Kunming."

"Sichuan, Nian Qianyao sent Yue Zhongqi into the arrow furnace, on the one hand, he was bribing the Tibetans in Batang Litang, and on the other hand, he was recruiting Liangshan barbarians, and he was also inciting Jianchangwei and other Kangba Tibetan tribes to oppose our Yinghua."

"Guizhou, the fourteenth prince Yinzhen is supervising the army to attack Louguan and Tongzi County, Xiang Shanxuan in Zunyi Mansion said that if the overall situation remains unchanged and there are no reinforcements, Zunyi will hold until early August at most."

With Changsha as the apex, the front between Yinghua and Tatar was like an arc, stretching from Yunnan to Taiwan. Because the main forces are concentrated in Changsha, the control of the newly acquired land is not in place, and the left and right arc strings are extremely weak, and they are being strongly pressed by the Qing army. , How many celebrities like Ha Yuansheng "died" in history, Li Xi doesn't know, but a ruthless person like Tian Wenjing jumped out in such a situation, but he saw it in his eyes, and at the same time he was not shocked, I believe that there will be more ruthless people coming out. The wind knows the strength of the grass, and the world produces heroes, this is a wise saying.

"Kangxi gave us the opportunity, not only let the army come to Changsha, but also followed, and our months of waiting in Changsha were not in vain. But ladies and gentlemen, when the opportunity comes, the time will be different from before, and every minute and every second will not be charged. ”

Li Xi looked around at everyone, and just now he explained the situation in full, and everyone actually understood that he was just emphasizing.

"If we don't seize this opportunity to break this army in person and beat Kangxi away, the previous bloodshed and sacrifice will all be in vain"

Although the surrounding situation is grim, it is not a life-and-death crisis, as long as the forces are reduced and some territory is abandoned, the Qing army may not have the strength to take advantage of the victory to pursue. But as Li Xi said, this expedition, whether it is what has been harvested or what the overall situation hopes to harvest, will be mostly disappointed.

Li Xian said in a deep voice: "Regardless of the dead or wounded, go north to Kangxi's driving"

On 19 July, the Anglo-Chinese army fought fiercely with the infantry of the Shaanxi-Gansu Green Battalion, the Xi'an and Jingzhou Garrison Banner Battalions, and the Forbidden Brigade Xiao Cavalry Battalion.