If it were normal times, the Twist Army, which had suffered such a severe loss, would have fled long ago. But who let them just fight a super victory, and in one fell swoop wiped out the great enemy of life and death that had plagued them for many years, the Monk Greenqin Army.

People want to be face-saving.

Niu Hongsheng and Black Flag must hold on now. Otherwise, in front of the remaining four banners of the Twisted Army, all the people of the Black Flag would not be able to raise their heads.

Therefore, despite the heavy losses, the Twisted Army Horse Team is still killing, killing, killing!

But what about the battle situation in Wangtun Town?

"Big brother, let's go, if you don't leave, you won't be able to leave." Gao Qiong pulled Niu Hongsheng to death and persuaded bitterly.

The captain of the personal guard was also dead in front of Niu Hongsheng, and Liu Xian's army was already clearly visible, and the two distances were completely within the range of the musket. Although the captain of the guard knew how outrageous the accuracy of the musket was, he was afraid that God would not open his eyes.

Over the years, the leader of the Twist Army has not died on the battlefield under real swords and guns, not under the bombardment of guns, but the person who died under an inexplicable stray bullet, is it still a small number?

Niu Hongsheng closed his teeth tightly, and his eyes stared at the approaching Liu Xianjun. Looking at these skillfully cooperating Qing troops, pushing their own troops all the way, they are obviously many people in the town, but they can't stop retreating and retreating, it's really unwilling.

He knew very well that as soon as the fighting in the town was over, the horse team outside would have to withdraw. In this battle, Black Flag was defeated again.

"Big brother, let's go! Whether it's a foot team or a horse team, the Black Flag bleeds too much. Gao Qiong looked sad. The Twisted Army Horse Team on the left and right flanks outside the town has been concentrated in one place and is fighting on the right flank battlefield. With a team of more than 3,000 people, I don't know how many are left at this time.

"Withdraw."

Niu Hongsheng's heart was dripping blood, and this gentle word hit his soul and the pressure on his soul was as heavy as Mount Tai's pressure.

The three hundred guards quickly supported Niu Hongsheng and retreated outside the town, and the twisted army in the town found out that the commander had withdrawn, and of course their fighting spirit was greatly lost. The determination to fight desperately faded faster than Niu Hongsheng, who retreated, and one by one, in batches, in groups, the twisted army broke away from contact with Liu Xian's army and retreated to the rear of the town.

Liu Xian's eyes flashed, and he did not order the troops to continue the mortar.

The time has passed, and today is long enough. The team needs to rest well to prepare for tomorrow's battle.

At this time, on the scanning map of the detector, the last red cloud of the besieged Monk Lingqin army also dissipated in the black-gray impact. There were only small and scattered troops, scattered to break through.

I just don't know which one of them will have the big fish of Monk Greenqin! Or that he had died on the battlefield.

Liu Xian smiled inwardly when he saw it. The Manchu and Mongolian cavalry, the last of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, is so scattered in high-rise buildings. I remember that the reason why the military power of Zhili fell into the hands of the Huai army in history was because after the death of Seng Lingqin, the Qing court no longer had the military support of important ministers, so it had to let Zeng Guofan supervise the military affairs of Zhili, Shandong, and Henan provinces. Since then, the military power of Zhili, a key place of military aircraft, has gradually entered the hands of the Han people.

Now, although the war has its own involvement, there have been some changes. However, the ambush of the high-rise village is exactly the same as the shape of the historical shì. Presumably, the monk Grinqin will also die!

At this time, Liu Xian suddenly worried about whether Monk Greenqin would die, and suddenly found that he seemed too sure that Monk Greenqin would die in a high-rise village.

What if Monk Grinqin hadn't died? What if he escaped?

Liu Xian's heart was confused by this sudden thought. The good mood is gone.

The Twist Army horse team outside the town arched and escorted the retreating infantry team to the high-rise village. Liu Xian's army naturally rested in the town, the wounded were contained, the number of battle damage, the results of the battle were captured, and the prisoners were taken into custody.

However, the most basic spatial scanning of this detector cannot distinguish the specific identity of a person at all, unless Liu Xian has enough energy to light up the four-dimensional image, or constantly strengthens the frequency of spatial scanning and imaging. When you reach ultra-clear, you can see your face clearly.

However, the amount of energy required for this kind of spatial scanning imaging frequency only depends on God's solar energy, and Liu Xian will not want to see that day even when he dies.

Time passed in Liu Xian's troubles and losses. The sky was bright, and Liu Xian, who had not slept all night, stood on the only remaining north gate fortress in the four gates of Wangtun Town, looking at the black tide faintly emerging not far away, and there was no movement for a long time.

Zhang Zongyu is here.

Ren Huabang is here.

The main force of the twisted army after the victory of the high-rise village, fifty or sixty thousand steps, overwhelming, took advantage of the victory.

Thirty mortars, twenty small mountain splitting guns. An array of water is ahead.

On this day, Liu Xian left some men and horses to garrison Wangtun Town, and he personally led 6,000 main forces to meet the five or six twisted troops who came.

"The magistrate of Shandong is really damned-"

"What kind of journey is this going to spoil the place, more than a month after the 20,000-strong twisted army horse team entered Shandong, it became a small 100,000-step horse?" [Black Flag]

Liu Xian was not afraid of the huge twisting army team that covered the sky and the sun opposite. After the battles of Huoshan and Yingshan, the reason why the Twist Army was able to recover was because of their helpless strategy of easy step. The fast speed allows them to avoid the real and attack the false, and little by little to save the momentum of the defeat and depression.

If the Twist Army becomes a mixed infantry and cavalry system again, they will lose their speed advantage, and the day of defeat again is not far off.

The current Qing Dynasty is not just a team of Seng Greenqin, the Hunan army, the Huai army, and the Chu army in the south, and the one that is either the frontal destruction and twisting army, all of which are captured by hand.

The artillerymen lit the arquebus. The sparks shone brightly.

"Boom, boom—"

"Boom, boom—"

After a short moment, the dense cannon fire continued to resound loudly on the battlefield.

Liu Xian subconsciously frowned. He was in front of the formation, too close to the artillery team. The buzzing sound was like a thunderbolt ringing in my ears.

In the rumbling cannon, one after another shrapnel roared out under the bombardment of the mountain splitting cannon. Compared with the flowering shells of mortars, the production process of this shotgun shell is simpler. Compared to the old shotshots of the mountain splitting cannon, this type of shell is also easier to carry and has a longer range.

One by one, the shotguns scattered into a large rain of bullets in the sky, like heavy raindrops that suddenly fell in the middle of summer, completely blocking the sun above. At this moment, the Twist Army Infantry Team that was charging forward in front of the frontal battlefield suddenly felt that the light between heaven and earth seemed to dim.

"Shield, shield—"

A terrible roar rang out from among the Twister's forward troops.

But where is the time? How can it be stopped?

The fluffy blood mist erupted, accompanied by a terrible scream, and the sound of iron pills entering the flesh that had never been cut off.

"Puff puff ......"

"Puff puff ......"

"Puff puff ......"

Countless muffled voices rang out.

The shrouded Twister Infantry fell to the ground one by one.

All kinds of screams erupted at the same time before the battle, and the blood-colored corpse-strewn earth was like a hell in the underworld.

Attack the enemy's shortcomings with your own strengths! Liu Xian is bullying the lack of artillery of the twisted army.