Yucheng, Huai Army.

The unruly and high-minded Liu Mingchuan, who was outstanding in the past and did not be with the sludge, has disappeared. The room was filled with nothing but a cornered beast, roaring from time to time, anxiety and annoyance obscuring his mind.

God is pitiful, he has always been stationed in Liu'an, and he really has not the slightest 'speculation'.

Liu Mingchuan and Zeng Li behind him just wanted to make Monk Greenqin suffer a little, so that the heads of the court could understand that the bandits were declining, and the twists were still there!

If you want the court to raise your noble hand, don't be in a hurry to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

But who would have thought that Monk Greenqin, who had gone through countless battle formations, could be wiped out at once?

That's nearly 10,000 Manmeng strong horsemen and thousands of elite infantry troops.

Chen Ruiguo, Guo Baochang, Cheng Bao and other Manchu and Han generals all came out alive, and the cabinet bachelor Quan Shun, the chief soldier He Jianao, Er'er Jing'e and other senior officers all died in the battle. What's more, Monk Greenqin, Monk Wangye, it's been three or four days since the war, and there has been no news.

As long as Liu Mingchuan thought that Monk Lingqin was very likely to have died in the chaotic army, the bone-chilling coldness could make his whole person stiff.

Those people in Beijing, I'm afraid they will eat themselves with hatred, right?

The consequences are unimaginable!

Liu Mingchuan's chest was heavy and out of breath for the past two days. Restless, as long as you close your eyes and have free time, your mind is full of the Queen Mother of the East, the Queen Mother of the West, and the Six Princes, the three big guys are angry and roaring and eating people......

The inscription battalion of more than 10,000 people has been pulled into Yucheng from Lu'an. Mr. Liu did not expect his actions to reduce Beijing's anger, but he did his best to redeem it.

Wangtun Town.

In the dead of night, the camp of the Twist Army outside the four gates was silent.

However, at this distance of 100 zhang in front of the south gate of Wangtun Town, there is a continuous clanging sound, and some noise can be heard from time to time.

It was the Twist Army digging trenches, unabashedly digging trenches.

On the ruined wall of the town, Liu Xian and his military attachés silently watched the movement outside, and the sound of digging earth came from far and near, and they were about to approach the position at the front of the town.

But Liu Xian on the wall didn't have the slightest intention of stopping it, and was still watching quietly and waiting.

After a while, a faint suppressed cheer sounded from outside the town, and everyone on the fence knew that it was the Twist Army that had touched the target area.

During the day, the front line of Liu Xian's army was a breastwork thirty paces outside the town. The first day of the attack of the main force of the Twist Army was to hit the head and bleed on this defensive line.

In the past few days, the breastwork has been greatly improved compared to before. Not only are bullets impossible to threaten them, but even grenades are not afraid.

During the day, this line of defense is an impenetrable 'iron wall' for the Twist Army.

But at night, Liu Xian usually retreats back to the town with his whole army. Only a small number of troops remained on the front line of the breastwork.

"Put the musketeers and artillery in place!" Liu Xian gave an order indifferently.

The strength of six or seven thousand people, in the past few days of being besieged, is enough to make the small Wangtun Town become unrecognizable. What's more, in the previous battle with the Black Flag, he demolished an unknown number of houses, all of which were ready-made materials.

The weather in May is already hot and sweaty. As long as it doesn't rain, the army doesn't need houses.

At the same time, in the camp of the Twisted Army, a personal guard in front of Zhang Zongyu quickly reported to him.

"Wow-" Zhang Zongyu sat up from the big chair suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he strode out of the tent with a loud shout, "Order, yellow and white flags assembled-"

In the tent, Zhang Zongxian, Zhang Kuier and other Zhang Zongyu relatives and below, more than a dozen leaders stood up proudly, and everyone's eyes exuded a bright light.

Two quarters of an hour later, when Zhang Zongyu and Li Yuntai arrived at Wangtun Town with 40,000 twisted troops, the breastwork outside the south gate had been taken down by Zhang Zongdao and others.

When the 40,000 twisted army was in place, I saw a flash of sparks outside Wangtun Town, and the black-gray gunpowder fuse was sneered and burned by the flames of the fire fold, and the sparks quickly extended under the town wall, and a faint smell of gunpowder quickly diffused in the air.

"Boom!"

A series of loud explosions rang out, especially clear in the silence of the night. Liu Xian had already retreated into the town, and he still felt his body shake slightly. At this moment, the entire Wangtun Town was trembling.

After the deafening loud noise, the newly repaired wall at the south gate of Wangtun Town was blown to pieces again.

Before the smoke and dust dissipated, the three thousand elite twisted troops rushed towards Wangtun Town under the leadership of Zhang Zhenjiang and Cheng Laokan, two leaders of the Yellow and White Banners.

"Whoa......"

The smoke and dust at the gate of the town gradually faded, and a smooth road was behind the ruins.

Zhang Zhenjiang rushed into the city gate first with an iron shield, and behind him, a full hundred tall sword and shield bearers followed. These are the fiercest warriors in the Yellow Flag Army! All of them are burly, with big shoulders and round waists, and with Zhang Zhenjiang, Zhang Zongyu's nephew, Huang Qi's capital is not small.

Zhang Zongyu did not have much confidence in this battle. He is an old man on the battlefield, and he knows that in the past few days, there will definitely be great changes in Wangtun Town. With the dilapidated city defense of Wangtun Town, it is impossible for Liu Xian not to arrange a backhand in the town. Even if he gathers 40,000 horses from the yellow and white flags, the hope of recovering in one fell swoop is extremely slim. However, under the current situation that the Qing army is pressed by heavy troops on both sides of the north and south, Liu Xian's army blocking Wangtun is already a thorn in the flesh that he has to remove, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will not let it go.

At the very beginning, the elite of the army was directly dispatched.

"Kill! Take Wangtun Town-" Zhang Zhenjiang straightened his burly body, raised his waist knife, and roared loudly. "Open the west gate, and our brothers will enter Henan again—"

"Woo Ha ......"

"Wow......"

"Ahhh......h

All the soldiers who heard Zhang Zhenjiang's roar roared hoarsely, and their eyes showed a bright divine light.

Henan is their blessed land. In the previous year, how many times they went back and forth in eastern and western Henan, and how many victories they fought, they knew better how weak Henan's troops were!

Before, he was chased by the back foot of Monk Greenqin and the front foot, and the front of the Twist Army had never been blocked by the green battalion of the Henan garrison once. Whether it is Nanyang Town or Guide Town, it is a bad thing.

Now that the monk army has been wiped out, even the monk Greenqin himself has been beheaded, if the army raises the flag again, it will not be as happy as following up the realm of no one.

"Kill!"

Zhang Zhenjiang took advantage of the situation to raise the waist knife in his hand, pushed it forward, threw it away, and strode towards the city. The 100 elite twisters who followed behind him, and even the 2,900 elite twisters behind these 100 people, all rushed in excitedly with swords and guns.