Chapter Seventy-Three: Plague Fears
In the end, he was still inexperienced and thoughtless, Zhu Yongxing complained to himself in his heart. I didn't expect it to be such a tragic fight, and I didn't expect to prepare some anti-epidemic and anti-plague things, no pills, no preventive shots, and even the simplest disinfectant lime.
The plague demon gradually grabbed the throat of the Qing army, but he was also extending his evil hand to the Ming army, which was what Zhu Yongxing was most worried about now.
As a defensive side, although it has the advantage of using troops on the inside and the terrain is dangerous, it also faces some difficulties. If you are high, the temperature will be low; After days of fighting, the gunpowder was exhausted; It was raining continuously, the roads were broken, and it became difficult to transfer supplies from Tengchong; In front of the position, the corpses were rotting and decomposing, maggots were overflowing, and the smell of plague was already faintly smelling.
There really is no victory that can be achieved without paying a price. Zhu Yongxing fell into a long thought, whether to continue to wear down with the Qing army, and consume the Qing army to retreat or collapse; Or do you temporarily withdraw from the position of the source of the plague, continue to lure the Qing army deeper, and fight it in Tengchong?
While Zhu Yongxing was pondering, soldiers had already come to report the rough results and losses: one Qing army was killed in 1,000 households, 3 in 1,000 generals, seven in total, dozens of non-mainstream officers, and about 800 ordinary soldiers; The Ming army suffered more than 300 casualties, including more than 100 killed.
This is the advantage of the defending side, the injured can be treated quickly, and the wounded of the Qing army can rarely be transferred down the mountain, lying in the cold corpse mountain of blood, coupled with human foot trampling, will soon become a corpse.
After listening to the report, Zhu Yongxing let out a long breath, not knowing whether to sigh or feel relieved. He moved his gaze to the hillside after the bloody battle, the night was about to fall, the surrounding shouts and fighting had fallen silent, and the heavy night was about to cover the earth in the rain, and it would also cover the hellish position of this Shura.
Suddenly, Zhu Yongxing's eyes widened, and a figure slowly stood up in the pile of corpses on the hillside, followed by another, and a third...... Like lonely ghosts, these figures that have come back from the dead roam, hesitating, not knowing where to go.
"Shouting, those who descend will not be killed." Zhu Yongxing understood after a little hesitation, these were some smart Qing soldiers, who were forced to charge by their commanders, but they had been frightened by the fierce battles in the past few days. If they don't want to be sent to death in vain and exposed to the wilderness, they can only find another way, that is, pretend to be injured and fall to the ground, and survive for a while.
"Those who descend will not be killed, and those who descend will not die!" As the shouts of the Ming army sounded, the lonely ghosts hesitated for a moment, stumbled to the top of the mountain with their hands and feet, and many dead bodies came back to life, got up with difficulty, and supported each other to run towards the Ming army's position.
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Daniel Zhang at the bottom of the mountain looked at this strange scene that suddenly appeared on the hillside with a complicated expression, his mouth opened, and he sighed heavily in despair and helplessness. This is the beginning of the collapse of morale, I have been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and I have never seen such a cruel battlefield now, those soldiers - abandon the corpse in the wilderness, let the corpse rot and stink maggots, it is too demoralizing and morale-breaking.
In the harsh rainy season, the frenzied attack on the mountain for several days made the Qing army feel even more frightened and desperate. The auxiliaries had already begun to flee, and they would rather flee to the mountains and forests, endure hunger and cold, than be driven to die in vain. And now, the soldiers are also starting to flee.
"Damn the rain!" Daniel Zhang pushed away the soldiers who were holding a large umbrella to shield him from the rain, cursed and strode away.
If heavy rain will greatly reduce the firing rate of firearms, then at the same time, it will completely scrap bows and arrows, so that the Ganshan Green Battalion, which is good at riding and shooting, has no room to play. The soaked bowstring and bow body are nothing once they are damp, and on sunny days, a stone bow will be damaged as long as three points of force are used on rainy days, and a larger amount of force will be scrapped directly.
"Damn the rain!" On the other side, Line Guoan also cursed through gritted teeth.
In the Qing army, those who relied more on firearms should be the soldiers and horses of the three feudal clans, and there were formed bird guns under the line Guoan. But the rain made the birds useless, they didn't have a big brimmed hat to cover the rain, and they couldn't let people attack the sky with umbrellas. And this steep terrain and slippery slopes also made the artillery that Daniel Zhang and the line Guoan army had worked so hard to push over ineffective.
If it rains like this for a few more days, not to mention that the offensive will collapse on its own, it will not be surprising that the whole army will collapse. Xian Guoan stomped his foot hatefully, turned around and walked away. There will be no more attacks tomorrow, the soldiers have been pushed too hard, and if they continue to be so crazy, a large-scale escape is inevitable, and even killing the commander and defecting to the battlefield is possible.
Take a break, if the rain doesn't stop, then you can only retreat. The hateful Daniel Zhang just stood up and didn't speak. Well, no matter whether you fight with all your heart or not, the Ganshan Green Battalion on the mountain who sang to break the morale of the army and surrendered to the Ming army is not fake, right? If you really have to withdraw your troops, Lao Tzu will bite you for this reason.
Frustration, helplessness, and anger, combined with disagreements, caused Daniel Zhang and Xian Guoan to be at odds. Although this is not a good time to fall out, the seeds of resentment and resentment have been planted, and over time they will take root, and there will always be a moment when the madness will emerge.
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"Damn the rain!" Zhu Yongxing paused for a moment, then ignored the low curses of the Qing prisoners, turned around and walked out.
From the prisoner's confession, he already had a detailed understanding of the current situation of the Qing army, and it was indeed an abnormal fatigue, and victory was expected. Although the Ming army also faced difficulties, it was always better than the current situation of the Qing army. Now is the time to compete in will and strength. As long as the rain is still falling like this, then, if it holds out for a few more days, the Qing army can only retreat gloomily. Yes, there will be countless corpses left in the mountains along the way, and those who are injured and sick will probably be left in the wilderness and turned into piles of white bones.
But the joy in his heart quickly dissipated, and Zhu Yongxing had unfinished thoughts again. The Qing army was so tired and misjudged the strength of the Ming army, so could there be a chance to achieve greater results? If the executioner of Line Guoan and his subordinates can be completely annihilated, it will also be very beneficial to the future war in Guangxi.
Line Guoan believed that the current enemy was all the remnants of the Ming army that had gathered, and as long as the enemy was defeated here, then the march to Tengchong would be as easy as an armed march. That's why he drove his soldiers to storm at any cost in order to get their way. At the same time, he also believed that the situation of the Ming army was not optimistic, and the two sides were actually competing for will, and whoever could not withstand it first would lose.
Maybe you can take advantage of that, right? Zhu Yongxing was not very sure in his heart, the enemy's losses were not small, but he was really a little unwilling to retreat from his whole body. Hehe, this is really greedy, I am a human being, and I really can't avoid vulgarity.