"Great Khan, ......"

Zilharang wanted to speak and stopped, and the Han army did not completely collapse until the defeat of the fourth phalanx, and the appearance of Xiàn could be regarded as exceeding his expectations, but in the end it was still unable to withstand the muskets of Dengzhou Town.

The news of the defeat of the rear was also heard by the armoured soldiers on both flanks, this wave of offensive was frustrated again, the small position turned out to be as strong as a rock, Zilharang was full of confidence at the beginning, and now his heart was constantly full of frustration, and it was clear that he saw the tide of soldiers and horses rushing to the front of the formation, and the last time he was defeated and retreated, he could not believe his eyes, and was unwilling to attack there again.

Huang Taiji looked at the flying tiger skull flag fluttering in the distance, his fists clenched tightly, according to the estimation in his heart, Shen Zhixiang had escaped the mouth of the grass river.

His plan was to besiege the Phi Dao soldiers first, and then the follow-up Ming army came to relieve the siege, just as it did during the Battle of the Daling River. Therefore, Yue Tuo's attack was not stormy, the most important thing was to rely on Huang Taiji to cut off the retreat of the Phi Dao soldiers, wait for the Ming army to come to reinforcements, and then eliminate Shen Zhixiang's troops in the middle.

But the sudden appearance of Dengzhou soldiers completely disrupted Huang Taiji's plan, and he had no way to inform Yue Tuo, so Shen Zhixiang should have run away.

It is more likely that Yue Tuo also encountered a large group of Dengzhou soldiers, looking at the appearance of these hundreds of Dengzhou soldiers in front of him, there must be a main force behind, otherwise it is impossible for them to be stupid and desperate here on their own, so Yue Tuo may have even been repulsed.

Huang Taiji already thought in his heart that this ambush was a complete failure, and he thought that he should not transfer the elite to this mountain range in eastern Liaodong, so that the mobility and numerical superiority of the Houjin cavalry could not be brought into play.

"Great Khan, are you still attacking?"

Huang Taiji retracted his thoughts, looked at the Dengzhou military flag in front of him and said, "Go on, let the soldiers go up directly this time, there are not many of them." ”

Zilharang hesitated and said: "Great Khan, the slave has a sentence, and the grass estuary is afraid of ...... at this time."

"Keep attacking." Huang Taiji turned his head and looked at Jierharang coldly, and suddenly shouted angrily, "I can let Shen Zhixiang escape, or withdraw the army, or even give up Samaji Fort, but I will never allow any of this Dengzhou soldiers to escape, transfer the armor to attack, you personally lead the troops, I will get that military flag." ”

Jierharang stared blankly at the angry Huang Taiji in front of him, he didn't know why the always calm Huang Taiji was furious with the hundreds of Dengzhou soldiers today.

Huang Taiji took a few heavy breaths, calmed down a little, and said to Zilharang: "Look at Mele Zhangjing, Niu Lu Zhangjing, and Bayala behind you, look at their appearance!" ”

Zierharang turned his head to look behind him, those generals on standby were all gloomy, and Huang Taiji's tone was calm, "Even if I lose this battle, I still have Lianshan Pass to stop the Dengzhou soldiers, but in front of me, these hundreds of Dengzhou troops blocked my army with small soldiers, causing my Dajin warriors to suffer heavy casualties. There is no need to persuade me, today it is said that all the armor soldiers brought will be pressed up, and this Dengzhou army must also be swept away, and someone will be found to inform Ao Bai to collect the rear army and attack again when the Dengzhou rear formation is empty. Mel Zhangjing, who had just led the troops in the front, was beheaded, and the Han army that fled back was ...... The first four formations were not held accountable, and the two formations that retreated without fighting in the end were beheaded by all the people above the management team. Let these two formations go to the front and consume the cannons of Dengzhou. You leave the Bayala in your banner, in case there are Dengzhou reinforcements coming, they will be pinned down in the forest to prevent the Dengzhou army from pursuing me. ”……

There were two pops, two heads fell in front of Zhang Zhongqi, and the headless corpse fell to the ground with blood spurting, both of them were from the blue flag, Zhang Zhongqi's Han military management team and Niu Lu Zhangjing, equivalent to the flag captain and company commander of Dengzhou.

Bayala, who had cut off his head, shouted angrily at the Han army in front of him: "This time we must conquer those Nikans in front, you are all armored soldiers behind you, and those who retreat will be beheaded in front of the battle......"

Zhang Zhongqi grabbed the flintlock pistol in his hand, this gun is a bit heavy, but it is very convenient to use, if it weren't for the fact that the owner of their blue flag is Haoge, they can't distinguish this kind of gun, and there are several flags using arquebuses, I heard that the opposite side is also using this kind of gun, but the power that bursts out is completely different from them.

Zhang Zhongqi began to see in the back formation, one by one phalanx and the other party fired, and then was defeated, Zhang Zhongqi didn't know how to use the troops, but when he used to look at the Dengzhou spear phalanx, he felt a feeling of immobility, every salvo was thrilling, and now he himself was in the phalanx, but he didn't have a sense of stability, as if this phalanx would collapse at any time.

After training for a winter, the Great Khan replenished some of his food, and he survived the winter, but he still did not know the situation at home, and only hoped that he could go home early after this battle and see his family. But the Dengzhou position in front of him was stubborn and abnormal, like a black hole that devoured the lives of Houjin soldiers.

Zhang Zhongqi muttered: "Don't guard it, run for your life quickly, let's go home separately." ”……

It only took less than a quarter of an hour for the third wave of Houjin's offensive to arrive, the black-pressed Houjin soldiers were lecturing on the road, Zhu Feng saw in the telescope that many people were beheaded on the side of the road, and Jiannu seemed to be determined to win.

There was a big yellow flag in the distance in his telescope, and he couldn't see it clearly from a distance, and he suspected that it was Huang Taiji's big qi.

Zhao Xuan asked suspiciously beside him: "Why do Jiannu still want to attack, even if they are defeated at this time, they can't stop Shen Zhixiang." ”

"They're going to kill us to keep the morale of the army up." Zhu Feng said lightly, "Because we fought too well, if Jiannu withdraws the army, they will flee when they encounter my Dengzhou army in the future, so they are not going to block the mouth of the grass river at this time, but just to regain face." ”

"Just to save face?"

Zhu Feng nodded and said: "My lord, you are the instructor, you know the importance of morale, Jiannu has suffered heavy casualties second, if morale is completely lost, it will be the heaviest blow to them." When the old slave fought several battles in Shenyang, the people were sleepy and the horses were tired, and they were still determined to fight to the death with the Sichuan army and the Zhejiang army, which was because of this. ”

Zhao Xuan looked back at the position, and the front line was full of corpses, and the air was mixed with the smell of blood and gunsmoke. There were less than 150 Dengzhou soldiers left who could still stand, many of them were still wounded, dozens of seriously wounded in the middle, many of them were wounded in the torso, the pain was unbearable, and the terrible howl never stopped. At this time, there was no manpower to take care of them, so they could only let the wounded soldiers wail.

Both rounds of attacks were fought to the point of white-knuckle combat, and the highly tense fighting was extremely exhausting, and the remaining Dengzhou soldiers were exhausted, and their faces lost the excitement they had at the beginning, and became a kind of numbness. Only the non-commissioned officers and officers were still in their role, collecting unmanned flintlock pistols everywhere and placing them behind the breastwork after loading them.

Zhao Xuan opened his mouth, but he didn't think about what to say, usually those words of encouragement came easily, but after the bloody battle, he felt that those words were already very pale, and even he felt that it was unnecessary.

As a qualified instructor, Zhao Xuan was always talking to the soldiers, and he knew many of the dead soldiers, including non-commissioned officers who had just gotten married, flag captains whose families had just opened a new land on the side of the mountain, and more young soldiers who had joined the army last year. He used to think that these young soldiers would not be better than the veterans, but today their appearance made Zhao Xuan impressed.

Zhao Xuan shook his head, the sharp pain in his chest made it impossible for him to loudly encourage his morale, so he could only lean against the chest wall and quietly wait for the final battle to come. They only had more than 150 men left, and although they still had a few spare barrels of propellant, they couldn't find enough stones and spare lead bullets to make mines to run, and there were only five shots left for the four-pounder guns, and two shots left for each of the two Tiger squat guns.

Zhu Feng next to him was also looking at these young soldiers, he himself came out of a vocational school, and his experience was very similar to that of these young soldiers, which was also the reason why Chen Xin promoted him to the first thousand generals.

Zhu Feng said softly: "Back then, Lord Chen said that an ideal army is invincible, but I didn't understand what it meant, but now when I see them, I finally understand." Since the beginning of the Tunpu School, there have been gentlemen who taught them literacy, taught them the history of China, and made them understand honesty and shame, and Lord Chen gave them a generous military salary, but they did not fight for silver, and those families in the border army who took more silver were beyond their reach. They are really good, Jiannu has been famous for more than ten years, and now it is said that the army ten times that is my can not be defeated twice, and the name of its strong army can be rested. ”

Zhao Xuan squeezed out some laughter: "I hope they don't die here, Lord Liu told me at the beginning, saying that these teenagers are the hope of Dengzhou and the hope of Huaxia." ”

Zhu Feng put down the telescope and said a little distractedly: "I don't want them to die here, but there is no hope of sacrifice, our Dengzhou Town has come from the beginning of the establishment of the army in Weihai, and it has come with blood, without those veterans who died in battle, these young soldiers don't know where to ask for food." ”

A horn sounded on the opposite side, and the dense Houjin soldiers came from the front road, Zhu Feng lifted a flintlock pistol, turned his head and saluted Zhao Xuan: "My lord, there are only these people, everyone has to fight, subordinates can't send people to protect you, subordinates also have to protect the four-pounder cannon, if you can survive, your subordinates want to invite your adults to drink, if not...... I'll see you in the next life. ”

Zhao Xuan's throat choked, he couldn't speak for a while, raised his hand and returned a military salute, and Zhu Feng turned his head and went to the position of the four-pounder cannon......

In the deafening sound of gunfire, Zhao Xuan had already finished firing the two flintlock pistols beside him, and the tide of Houjin soldiers poured into the chest wall again, and the wound on his left chest made him unable to use the spear.

The tiger squat cannons on both sides have stopped after firing twice, and the four-pounder cannon in the middle is still roaring, still playing the role of a pillar of firepower, and the three mine cannons planted only rang out this time, far from being able to stop the continuous flow of Houjin soldiers.

There was also the roar of flintlock pistols outside the breastwork, the spears were stabbed one by one, the soldiers around them fell one by one, and the Houjin soldiers began to climb over the breastwork and engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Dengzhou soldiers, Zhao Xuan retreated to the chest wall of the rear formation, and filled the short guns in his hands with difficulty, and some soldiers were originally arranged here to prevent the rear from being attacked, and at this time they had all rushed to support the front, leaving Zhao Xuan and a few wounded.

A voice shouted in the middle of the front, Zhao Xuan couldn't hear what was said, but he could hear that it was Zhu Feng's voice, and the Flying Tiger Skull Flag was still flying high in the smoke.

There was a big gap in the left flank in front of Zhao Xuan, where the Dengzhou soldiers were killed and wounded, and a group of Houjin soldiers pushed down the breastwork wall and broke into the line.

Suddenly, a Dengzhou flag captain pounced on the group of Houjin soldiers with a black lacquered wooden barrel in his arms, and under Zhao Xuan's gaze, the wooden barrel turned into a brilliant firework, and the flag captain disappeared in the white smoke, and the group of Houjin soldiers staggered, rolling and howling on the ground.

Zhao Xuan looked at it for a while, then looked around, and he also found a wooden barrel on the reserved position of the four-pounder cannon in the rear array, he climbed up to take a look, and there were several four-pounder cannon firing packs with a charge of one pound and five taels in it. Zhao Xuan squatted behind the chest wall of the rear formation, his eyes were red, and he pierced a medicine bag with a dagger, and poured all the granular ejaculation the size of a grain of rice on the other medicine bags.

There are more and more Houjin soldiers who broke into the formation, and the hand-to-hand combat entered the white heat, the two sides rolled and scuffled on the ground, attacking each other with a weapon that could be found, the muskets of the Dengzhou army were rarely heard, and the Houjin soldiers had the upper hand, and a soldier even broke into the central position, wielding a knife to slash the seriously wounded Dengzhou on the ground,

Zhao Xuan bit the short gun in his mouth, dragged the medicine barrel to the middle with one hand, and suddenly there was a sound in his back, and a strong force pushed him, and Zhao Xuan, who was not supported, fell to the ground with the barrel, and the sharp pain in his back came immediately, and the armor-breaking cone in the shape of spinach leaves tore Zhao Xuan's chain mail, and the wide blade caused a huge wound, and Zhao Xuan's entire left arm could not move.

A group of Bayala and A soldiers climbed over the chest wall of the rear formation, led by Ao Bai, who carried the yellow flag and the triangular back flag, and they howled and trampled on the corpses on the ground to the position of the four-pounder cannon, which was the last place where the Dengzhou army had organized resistance, and if they were rushed from behind by this group of Houjin soldiers, they would immediately collapse.

The Houjin soldiers ran past the barrel, no one paid attention to Zhao Xuan on the ground, Zhao Xuan was in pain and couldn't breathe, when he looked up with difficulty, the red flying tiger flag was still fluttering in the white smoke, Zhu Feng led a few soldiers with spears in their hands under the flagpole to prepare to meet the Houjin soldiers in the rear.

Zhao Xuan put the muzzle of the musket into the mouth of the barrel beside him, and countless scenes in his life flew in front of him, the parents, relatives and friends of his hometown in the south, the elder brother who founded the Hongyang Sect, the men and women who believed in religion, Lord Chen, the home of Dengzhou, and the faces of countless young soldiers, a smile appeared on his face, and he shouted: "The Guards will never say die!" The trigger was pulled.

The spear flame erupted, igniting the projectile in the barrel, and the violent explosion swept away the surrounding Houjin soldiers, and Zhu Feng, who was covered in blood, saw Zhao Xuan's tragic death, and rushed out with a loud howl, stabbing those dizzy Houjin soldiers with half a spear.

Most of the front formation has been broken through, and the remnants of the Dengzhou soldiers are gathering under the flagpole, ready to make the last resistance, at this time there is no need to command, Zhu Feng brandished half a spear and rushed through the exploding white smoke, stabbing at the Houjin soldiers who stumbled in front of him, and when he stopped, a steady stream of Houjin soldiers flashed out in the forest in the rear formation, Zhu Feng watched those Houjin soldiers pounce on the chest wall, those Houjin soldiers were full of ferocity, the blades in their hands were shining coldly, and the exhausted Zhu Feng was almost equal to being tied, and he stood in place with a sluggish spear, Waiting for the last moment.

Suddenly, there were some panicked cries from among the armoured soldiers, and the armoured soldiers in the rear all stopped, and in the blink of an eye, they suddenly left the breastwork and fled.

When Zhu Feng was puzzled, a loud military horn came from afar, and the familiar and unique timbre led Zhu Feng back to the battlefield, Zhu Feng looked at the road in the distance to the west, where a red flying tiger flag was flying high, and a steady stream of red queues was appearing in the field of vision. (To be continued.) )