Standing on the top of Qingxi Mountain, ten miles away in the north of Yizhang County, looking to the west, the 50,000 troops of the Yanxin Department are surging down from the direction of Caibeiling at the foot of Huangcen Mountain, leaning on the mountain and facing the city. The 6,000 men and horses of the Yulin Army set up a formation in the west of Yizhang County, and together with the 6,000 Yingyang Army of Qingxi Mountain, they confronted the Yanxin Department seven or eight miles away.

Looking towards the northeast of Qingxi Mountain, the 50,000 troops of Garbi lined up along the Zhushan Mountain at the foot of the eastern part of Huangcen Mountain, and in front of them were 5,000 Huben troops and 5,000 Longxiang troops, and the two sides confronted each other diagonally from northeast to southwest, and the distance was also six or seven miles.

Qingxi Mountain is the northern end of a series of low mountains outside Yizhang County, and the whole Huangcen Mountain is separated by a long valley, cutting the terrain of the north of Yizhang County into two unrelated places, Yanxin and Garbi are four or five miles apart, and they cannot be connected together. However, the Luojia Mountain between Caibeiling and Zhushan is tall and steep, and the large camp of the Fuyuan general Yinzhen stands on the mountainside, barely connecting the two roads of soldiers and horses, and there are about 5,000 banner soldiers and nearly 10,000 green battalions on the mountain.

"That's a lot...... Batang Litang and our men, women, and children in Muli combined, there are not so many people......"

Gesang Dunzhu looked at it for a long time, only to feel that the clouds in the sky seemed to be pressed to the ground, and he was stepping on the clouds leisurely. At this moment, he finally realized how ridiculous Mulibu's previous behavior against the Qing court was. These more than 100,000 troops, I heard that they were only put together by the Qing court mobilizing the forces of several nearby provinces, and it was easier and more casual than picking out a hundred warriors from the tribe.

"Are you scared? It's too late to turn back......"

Long Gaoshan said half jokingly and half seriously, Gesang Dunzhu hurried over with a hundred Kangba men from the Muli Department, and was sent by Li Xianfa to serve as a personal guard under Long Gaoshan.

"I just have to leave this outfit and all the guys behind."

Originally, Gesang Dunzhu was still rolling his eyes, but Long Gaoshan's words suddenly strengthened his mind, covered his chest, pinched the short gun around his waist, and then felt the weight of the spear on his back, Gesang Dunzhu shook his head vigorously.

Not to mention the long and short muskets on his waist, he didn't want to take off this uniform. Like other British and Chinese officers and soldiers, they all wore fiery red tops, dark blue narrow pants, and high-top leather boots. But like the Miao Yao soldiers of Longgaoshan and Panshi, their uniforms all retain their own national characteristics. The hem of the brocade fiery red long-sleeved robe is shorter than the ordinary Tibetan robe, the colorful belt around the waist, the silver jewelry, and the round felt hat on the head.

"It's useless to have a lot of people, the King of Heaven has so many angry thunders, give us a few statues in the Muli department, and those few will not dare to trouble us again."

Gesang Dunzhu pointed to the scallop-like artillery position in front of him, his eyes shining, and the corners of his mouth were faintly dragging saliva. Now that he has made great progress, he knows that Li Shi's identity is much more noble than what "Diba".

"Friends are by no means just asking for nothing in return, how brave our Kham man in Muli is, Long Diba, you can see it right away!"

Seeing that Long Gaoshan's eyes were a little disdainful, Gesang Dunzhu slapped the hidden knife on his waist with a crackling sound.

"Brave? Is it the same as the Qing soldiers under the mountain? As you'll soon see, bravery alone is not enough. ”

Long Gaoshan continued to taunt the "prince", his voice muffled by the roaring sound of cannons.

Two or three thousand Qing soldiers from the Yanxin Department of the large array, rushed to the low Qingxi Mountain, two miles away by artillery bombardment, from the top of the mountain, the shells are like stones drifting in the water, two miles away splashed clouds of smoke and dust, Gesang Dunzhu quickly raised the brand new telescope in his hand to observe, is to see several figures with a piece of minced flesh and limbs flying into the sky.

The dense crowd of Qing soldiers immediately dispersed sparsely, but they were not willing to give up, and continued to pour down the mountain, and within a mile, the fluffy flames exploded like fireworks above the heads of the Qing soldiers and in the crowd, and the fragments of the bursting shells were woven into a line of death, and the Qing soldiers who were impacting in front of this line of defense hit their heads and bled out.

Almost at the same time, the two wings of the Eagle Yang Army formed a line of troops, running forward from the position at the bottom of the mountain, and rapidly changing formations in front of the Qing soldiers who were being blown up, and in a moment they formed a thin horizontal formation four people deep.

The general who commanded the Qing army in front of him was quite effective, and the flag was waved continuously, barely stabilizing the baptized subordinates of the company, and more than a hundred paces, small cannons, bird guns and bows and arrows attacked the Yingyang army that was lining up.

Scattered human bodies could be vaguely seen falling in the Eagle Yang Army array, but it did not affect the speed of the formation, six or seven hundred people spread out into a line two or three hundred meters wide in ten or so seconds, and the sound of a dense row of guns roared, and the white smoke of gunpowder was neatly spewed out.

This was the firing of the first two rows of soldiers in the horizontal formation, and the last two rows crossed forward, and another row of guns roared. The four rows of people were divided into two rounds, and two consecutive rounds of gun fire were launched every ten seconds or so, endlessly, like a whip of death, carefully and mercilessly whipped in the crowd of Qing soldiers.

The flag was raised higher, shaking vigorously from side to side, and the Qing general was still trying his best to encourage, although he could not see it in person, but Gesang Dunzhu could imagine that the Qing general was probably dancing with a waist knife in his forehand, and the blade was still stained with the blood of the deserter.

The rotating musket array gradually approached the Qing soldiers, and a group of brave hand-to-hand soldiers swarmed out, seeing Gesang Dunzhu's admiration in his heart, there were also warriors who were not afraid of life and death in the Qing soldiers, and the rhythm of the two wings of the Yingyang Army's rifles made his heart tremble, but those Qing soldiers still had the courage to rush straight ahead.

Fluffy ...... Strange muffled explosions rang out intensively, and dozens of stragglers met these hand-to-hand combatants, throwing large melon-like thunder, and shrapnel like raindrops suddenly cut a piece of space into ripples, all dyed scarlet blood.

The Qing soldiers were buried in the charge, and the people around them didn't care about the casualties, some of them broke through the barrage, raised their waist knives and shuttle darts, their eyes flashed with excitement, and they shouted all kinds of slogans in their mouths, only half a mile away from the top of Qingxi Mountain, Gesang Dunzhu could vaguely hear what "Loyal to the country!" "Fight to the death for the emperor!" ”

Boom Boom Boom ...... Their shouts were drowned out by another muffled explosion, which was the thick and short muskets in the hands of the stragglers, each of which sprayed out more than a dozen tiny projectiles, blasting the hand-to-hand combat soldiers of the Qing army who rushed more than ten paces away into flesh and blood.

"Upper bayonet ......"

Seeing that the courage of the Qing army's hand-to-hand combat soldiers was completely interrupted, and they retreated backwards piecemeal, the commander of the front battalion of the Yingyang Army gave an order, and the men and horses on both wings were stabbed like a forest, and they swayed with small steps as fast running, as if with the cold wind of the forest, they rushed towards the Qing soldiers who were in a mess in front of them.

Gesang Dunzhu was still excitedly waiting for the duel between the spear and the waist knife and the shuttle dart, waiting for the soldiers of the Eagle Yang Army to show the rumored power of the spear piercing, but after a while, he saw the Qing soldiers scattering like headless flies, and only a bunch of people under the trumpet were still in place, so angry that he slapped his thigh and scolded the Qing people for being cowardly like mice.

"These Hubei Yankees are quite able to hold up......"

Looking at the Qing general who didn't know whether he was trampled to death by his own people or killed by a flowering bomb, An Wei expressed such feelings.

"Liu Chengwei, born in the army, in the summer of fifty-five years, he was promoted to the general of the middle battalion of Xiangyang Town, served in front of the tent of the general Yuanda, and commanded the forward battalion of the Yanxin Department of the rebel general, and the thieves were at the foot of Qingxi Mountain outside Yizhang. The thief army was heavy, and they defended the mountains and fired artillery to resist the attack. Cheng Wei supervised the crowd to attack, and repeatedly failed, and the thieves took advantage of the situation to go down the mountain to besiege. After a long battle, Cheng Wei was wounded for more than ten years, he fought hard, his left arm was broken, he fell from his horse, and he fell to the north and shouted: "I can't repay the king's kindness!" 'Pawn. ”

"The ancestors mourned, sealed the first-class baron, enshrined in the Zhaozhong Temple, congratulated the Zhuang Festival, comforted his mother, and gave a thousand taels of silver."

An Wei didn't know that the Qing court had spent a lot of pen and ink on this little general in compiling history books, because this Liu Chengwei was like the cover of a commemorative book. As the first fallen general in the Yizhang War, he naturally had to look good.

"Attack! All-out attack! ”

Of course, the defeat of the small forward will not affect the battle situation, but it will affect the spirit of Yinzhen, who controls the battle situation on Luojia Mountain. The situation is completely off the track, even the veterans can no longer provide any valuable advice, seeing that the hundreds of thousands of troops are separated from each other, and confronting the thief army in their early 20,000s, the sobriety of the "thief army" in their minds is overwhelmed by the advantage of their own strong soldiers and horses.

The subordinate generals have long felt this, according to such a military advantage, but they still leaned on the mountain to put on a defensive posture, how is it not the right way to use soldiers, Yinzhen gave an order, but everyone breathed a long sigh.

It's like betting on the big picture, at the last moment, with the leopard's hole card in hand, it's time to spread it out after all.

"It's a pity that this is Yizhang, not Hengzhou or Changsha, the terrain is trivial and narrow, and it is difficult for the horse team to exert its might."

After giving the order to attack, Yinzhen was relieved and read in a low voice. He already understood why Li Xian lured his army to Yizhang, which was sandwiched between the South Ridges, and it was difficult for a large group of horses to move, although he had an army of more than 100,000 people, there were only 10,000 horse teams, and they were all placed further north, making it difficult to exert their might on the battlefield in front of him.

"But this is enough, the infantry team is five or six times stronger, and there are a hundred general cannons, how can they wipe out the Li Shi thief army in one fell swoop."

Yinzhen didn't think that he was giving up on himself, he worked hard to dispatch troops and horses, coordinate military generals, and ensure food and straw, although the previous plan was not realized, although he was put together by Li Shi, pulled the army to Yizhang, and came to help the elite to face off, but this duel was not his expectation.

"Okay, whether it's dead or alive, it's up to this hammer deal."

In contrast, Li Shi's tone really felt like self-defeating. Today, it is the ninth day of July, and after taking the Tiger Ben army south to force Yanxin, he received the news that Garbi and Yinzhen went south one after another, and Li Shi was also single, and the Longxiang army was also transferred from Chenzhou, so he left 2,000 fragmentary troops to confront the people who stayed in the camp north of the city by Garbi.

The two sides have been pushing cups and changing lamps for so long, making countless moves, with open guns and hidden arrows, you come and go, and in the end, you still have to go into battle shirtless and see each other frankly.

However, the situation of the two sides is not the same, Li Xi deliberately chose the home field in Yizhang, not only to avoid premature battle with the cavalry of the Qing army, but also to use the terrain of Qingxi Mountain in Yizhang to divide the battlefield into two parts, this decisive battle, in essence, is composed of two battlefields.

"We must be professional in doing things, and since we have no experience in commanding the four armies to fight at the same time, we will divide the four armies into two parts."

This is the reason why Li Xian divided the battlefield, the British and Chinese army is a modern army, and command and dispatch is a professional job, but you can't be hot-headed, thinking that it is no different from commanding one or two armies, and besides, the opponent has 100,000 people, so you have to be serious...... At one o'clock in the afternoon of July 9, the two sides no longer had the patience to carry out sporadic testing, and in the Zhushan position in the north, the Qing army's 100 general cannons roared in unison, and the decisive battle of Yizhang officially began.

(To be continued)