The sudden upheaval in Hanzhong made Sichuan officialdom feel close to each other. Almost, almost the Sichuan army was about to be defeated in Ningyuan.

If it weren't for Shi Dakai's lack of heart to fight for a long time, after killing and injuring some of the elite of the Qing army, he took the initiative to retreat. I'm afraid that Chengdu is going to be in the same mood as Liu Rong at this moment!

Luo Bingzhang gave Liu Rong a lot of face, and he didn't need Liu Rong to say more, so he immediately ordered Liu Xian and Zhou Dawu to reinforce Hanzhong.

Liu Xian rushed to Chengdu as fast as he could, and then sailed down the river by boat. Regardless of whether the people from Sichuan Province under him are willing to go out of Sichuan or not, anyway, everyone in the middle and upper echelons of the entire army is eager to return to Hanzhong.

At this moment, Liu Xian's army has expanded to 4,000 people, plus the eldest husband of 1,000 people, compared to the thousand people when he entered Sichuan, it is really incomparable.

More importantly, there were 100 flintlock guns, more than 1,200 old-style shotguns, 300 new-style flintlock guns, 42 large and small mountain-splitting guns, and 30 mortars.

Zhang Shoudai's support for Liu Xian was unsparing.

Liu Xian's army is strong, and the growth of strength Luo Bingzhang and Chonghou are also very clear. When Liu Xian was transferred to reinforce Hanzhong, Luo Bingzhang said, 'Liu Jun is brave and not inferior to Tang Hu'.

Perhaps this is also the reason why Liu Xian was sent back to help Hanzhong cannot be explained. Sichuan already has eight banners stationed in Sichuan, Luo Bingzhang, and the three big hands of the Hunan army are dividing the fruits, and they really can't get in Zhang Shoudai.

And the reason why I can say it clearly is, of course, that Liu Xian is from Hanzhong.

However, Liu Xian's feelings for Zhang Shoudai are not only as simple as gratitude, but quite complicated. Because Zhang Shoudai's support is not entirely unconditional. He wants to marry Liu Xian!

The twenty-two-year-old deputy general of the Green Battalion is still 'cultivated' by himself, where can he find such a good son-in-law in the world? If you don't hurry up and tie him up with the daughter of the clan, I'm afraid that as soon as people return to Hanzhong Mansion, they will be able to rush after those who come to get married from Nanzheng to Chenggu.

Zhang Shoudai opened his mouth without hesitation. If it weren't for the fact that he didn't have a daughter, and he didn't have a niece of the right age among his own brothers, I'm afraid that this family matter would be settled immediately. And not a verbal convention as it is now.

No matter how complicated Liu Xian's heart was, he happily agreed.

The officialdom of the Zhang family is strong, and the family relationship does not know how long and far it can be extended, and with their help, I don't know how much Liu Xian's road can be smooth.

Anyway, he has long figured it out, love is a thing, the ** silk Liu Xian in the previous life didn't get it, and the current Hanzhong tiger Liu Xian can't see it either.

In China in this era, after the identity reaches a certain height, marriage is really a benefit.

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Chenggu, Xie Gong Town.

"Boom...... Rumble...... Boom ......"

A large group of Qing soldiers Lian Yong were attacking the Li Lan rebels in the town.

After each cannon fire, the same shouts would be heard in the artillery group at the front of the Qing army: "Adjust the angle of the muzzle, adjust the muzzle ......"

Quadrants, measuring scales, and simple measuring instruments simply cannot guarantee the accuracy of shelling. Therefore, after a round of artillery is fired, adjusting the angle of the muzzle is the most common thing.

"Boom ......" was another cannon shot.

"Gun No. 6 hits the target!"

"According to the number of that gate, each gun position is self-modulating."

"Pay attention to each gun position, pay attention to each gun position, take the number of No. 6 guns jù as the standard, and the number of No. 6 guns as jù, and add or subtract the difference to their respective transfers."

"Shooting angle 2 degrees 42 minutes!"

"Left deviation 0 degrees 30 minutes!"

"Boom, boom—"

After a brief pause, the roaring cannon resounded through the heavens and the earth again. Iron bullets rained down on the reinforced and heightened town wall of Xie Gong Town.

Cao Huailiang's rocket team followed Liu Xian to the expedition, but the artillery team led by Kong Lingren remained in the old camp in Chenggu. During the five months of training, the number and skill of the artillerymen have improved significantly compared to the previous ones.

The volunteers were mentally prepared to hide under the battlements or town walls, lying on the ground one by one, covering their ears with their hands, but the earth-shattering sound outside could still penetrate their ears, and the roar of the collapse of the ground made them feel as if even the town wall was crumbling. It's all about waiting to die. But they could only lie on the ground and silently pray for themselves good luck to come.

After that decisive war, the anti-Qing momentum that had been suppressed in Hanzhong Prefecture flourished again, especially after the Taiping army occupied Qingshi Pass, surrounded Nanzheng City, and completely cut off the connection between Hanzhong and Sichuan Province. Li Lan's righteous army, which was heading north with the main force, dared to provoke Chenggu's head again.

In mid-August, the Blue Battalion captured the former town of Chenggu. Then, in September, Zhou Shaoyong's army, which had been shrinking in the areas of Xixiang, Dingyuan, and Shiquan, not only swept Hanyin, Ziyang, Ningshan and other places to the east, but also sent a force to seize Xie Gong Town, the eastern gateway of the city.

The Chenggu Volunteer Battalion continued to be unbearable. Xu was frightened by the turbulent situation in Hanzhong in recent months, this group of wastes was guarding Xie Gong Town, which had been repeatedly fortified for several months, with 500 men and horses, and sufficient food, but was overwhelmed by a wave of attacks by the rebels.

The owner of the Chenggu County Ya is no longer Li Ying, but Wang Ruwei, the former professor of Hanzhong Mansion. Wang Ruwei is a scholar who doesn't know anything about military warfare, but his previous experience in Fucheng made him understand that war must be handed over to those who know how to do it.

In the face of the current situation of the surging dark tide, he completely handed over the power to defend the war to the old camp of Liu Xian, who was the identity of the green camp in Sichuan Province but the shell of the Liuba camp in Hanzhong Town.

Liu Zhuo, Qi Dalin, and Zhou Jun knew that the time had come for them to make meritorious contributions. Qi Dalin led the troops to recapture Xie Gong Town, Liu Zhuo led the troops to defend the county seat, and Zhou led the troops to guerrilla places to maintain the stability of Chenggu County, and waited for an opportunity to recapture the original Gong Town.

"Sue Kong Lingren, ask the cannon to extend into the town. The third squadron, the first squadron of the recruit battalion, build a bridge! Get ready for the siege! Seeing the volunteers of Xie Gongzhen who were completely suppressed by the shelling, Qi Dalin showed a satisfied smile on his face!

Without heavy artillery and strong artillery that rivaled the Han and Yuan cannons, no matter how many the rebels were.

The roaring shelling continued......

The shout of "rush, ......" immediately sounded outside the town, and a large group of the third squadron and the first squadron of the recruit battalion, more than 200 people carried a long ladder and a wooden platoon more than two zhang long to look at Xie Gongzhen and rushed towards Xie Gongzhen.

"Bang Bang-" The wooden rafts were already erected on the moat. At this time, the shelling point has slowly shifted from the head of the town to the town.

The volunteers guarding the sentry at the head of the city had already sounded the gong, but only four of the more than ten people who had been left to serve as lookout posts were now alive.

With the sound of urgent urging, groups of volunteers under the town wall went to the head of the city.

"Bang bang bang ......" gunshots rang out.

A few volunteers who poked their heads out to observe the movement below were immediately startled and hurriedly retracted their heads. They could only look out of the town through the tiny arrow holes, watching the Qing soldiers under their feet crowd around, countless wooden rows were laid on the moat, and an invisible pressure hit their faces!