"General Xu, General Xu?"

More than a dozen Texas officers and soldiers have been standing beside Xu Ping since the start of the battle, looking at the increasingly fierce battle in front of him, Lin Guangyi finally couldn't help but jump up: "General Xu, it's time for us to go, right?" ”

"Take another look." Xu Ping's gaze quickly swept across the entire front. The staff officers he sent to the front line to supervise the battle had already joined the melee, such as Jiang Yizhou, who had already dropped his firearm and was now wielding a spear and killing a rebel with a big knife: "Wait a little longer." ”

Gradually, Xu Ping saw fewer and fewer rebel soldiers jumping into the defensive circle; Gradually, Xu Ping saw Jiang Yizhou pick up another firearm and start shooting; Gradually, Xu Ping saw that his firecrackers began to flock to the fence again.

The rebels surging from all directions, densely spread all over the periphery of the hill, Xu Ping looked at the surging heads like ants, sighed, and said softly to himself: "It will be overwhelming, and the ants will possess it, kill one-third of the soldiers, and the city will not be pulled out, this attack will also be a disaster." ”

The rebels around the Ming army were struggling with the pain of this catastrophe. More than 700 rebels have been killed or wounded in the bitter fighting, and the increasingly rapid drumming also reflects the anger of the rebel commander. Xu Ping listened intently to the sound of the rebels' drums, which sounded as if the rebel commander was roaring:

"Fighting the Ming army today is really devastating."

"More than half of the Ming army was annihilated, and Texas was taken lightly, and the losses of our army were only minimal."

"How can the remnants of the Ming army dare to stand in front of our army at such a point?"

"The Ming army does not want to perish in flight, but if they don't escape, they will be easily eliminated by me."

"Didn't you even rush down once? Didn't the Ming army fall apart? ”

"Why did such a poor Ming army suddenly become so brave?"

Although these Ming soldiers were once demoralized and lacked officers, and their impostor generals were also military blind, they were eventually trained by the Marquis of Zhendong, and they were the most well-trained and well-equipped soldiers of this era. After the Ming army was killed, the army seemed to have its own life and will, and was getting rid of the control of the commander. Xu Ping saw that in the northeast, southwest and northwest directions, there were no rebel soldiers who jumped on the ladder to stab the Ming army, and the spears that pierced the edge of the low wall were no longer visible in the northeast, and the southeast and northwest directions had also become sparse, which showed that the rebel soldiers were losing the courage to stab the Ming army.

In all three directions, however, more arrows were coming from the wall, suggesting that the rebel soldiers had begun to count on long-range strikes against their opponents. The Ming gunners pushed forward one after another and began to shoot at the rebel soldiers in the trenches and outside the low walls. Under the protection of the fence, this kind of shooting against the Ming army is not a loss, not to mention the condescending advantage. There was no doubt that the morale of the rebels was rapidly declining, and the offensive was undoubtedly a failure when their shooters were expelled from the trenches by the Ming army's guns. Perhaps the rebels will bounce back and fight it out, but for the Ming army, it will be easier to deal with than this time.

Ignoring the fierce battle around him, Xu Ping once again took out his binoculars and looked at the banner of Xiao Baiwolf. The rebel commander had no intention of letting his troops go. The other party probably also knew that once they retreated to rest, then the morale of the rebels today because of the successive victories would no longer exist.

"Xiao White Wolf," Xu Ping muttered to himself, "He expects to be able to shed the blood of our army before it exhausts the morale of his army, well, when besieging the other side, the army will always have a higher morale and be able to endure more bloodshed." ”

Xu Ping looked at his wings, waved his hand and called Cao Yun beside him: "Let Jiang Yizhou and them all retreat to my general's flag, and leave half of the pikemen on both wings to monitor the traitors." ”

Then Xu Ping gave a few more brief orders, telling the musketeers in the southeast direction to move in the other two directions, and repelled the rebels with a fierce blow as soon as possible. The only thing left is the southeast direction, which is also the direction that Xu Ping is most worried about, in this direction the rebels have invested the heaviest troops, and the pressure on the Ming army is also extremely great, and the blood of the Ming army is almost exhausted.

The spearmen of the Ming army in the southeast direction were gradually forced away from the low wall, and Xu Ping watched as more and more rebel soldiers jumped down from the ladder and fought with the Ming army inside the low wall. Some of the soldiers of the two armies were rolling on the ground hugging each other, screaming inhumanly and biting with their teeth.

"General Xu!"

"General Xu!"

Jiang Yizhou and Yu Shenhe, who retreated from the two wings, saluted Xu Ping with their fists, and Xu Ping waved his hand lightly: "Sit down and rest immediately." ”

Outside the low wall to the southeast, the trenches of the Ming army have been filled in by the rebels. Countless rebels were pounding violently against the low wall, screaming and beating with their weapons, banging their heads with their shoulders, picking their fingers at the dirt from the fence, their nails scratching the stakes. More and more stakes began to loosen. The rebel soldiers were encouraged by the signs of loosening of the Ming defenses, and it looked like the Ming defenses were already crumbling, more hands struggling to shake the Ming guards, countless fists slamming into the shaking stakes in a roar.

One by one, Xu Ping saw that the stakes were constantly being knocked down, and the rebel soldiers were hysterically venting their frenzy on the wooden fences, shaking them wildly, pulling them out of the ground and slamming them down on the ground. More rebel soldiers began to pour into the Ming army's defensive circle from these gaps, and the rebel soldiers were frantically expanding the gaps.

"General Xu?"

Lin Guangyi's inquiring gaze came along with his questioning, Xu Ping watched the Ming army being repulsed step by step, but still shook his head: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer." ”

The rebel soldiers who rushed in furiously attacked the Ming army, and sometimes they fought and fell to the ground. Others swung their weapons out in large circles, and if they were not careful, they brought themselves to the ground.

"Counterattack, when the enemy's vanguard is about to run out of physical strength, at this time they are in the worst physical condition and are the easiest to defeat."

"Counterattack, when the enemy thinks they have achieved victory, at this time their spirit is the most lax and the most prone to collapse."

"In this way, both physically and mentally, our army can achieve the greatest advantage."

Xu Ping recited in his heart what he had learned in the basic tactical course of the teaching team, which was one of the few tactical lessons he had ever heard, and it was the general outline of the tactics of the New Army personally taught by General Pu Guanshui.

"It's time," Xu Ping nodded and whispered to Lin Guangyi: "Fight back, now!" ”

"Yes, General!" Lin Guangyi shouted, and then rushed down the hill with a dozen heroes on horseback, and crashed headlong into the rebels who were attacking the top of the mountain.

Although there were only a dozen people, Lin Guangyi and the others were stunned by the rebels at once. The rebels saw that the Ming army was retreating step by step, and they were about to be unable to support it, but they rushed out at once more than a dozen madmen who did not want to die. The sudden attack coupled with the momentum of the cavalry charging high, Lin Guangyi immediately knocked the rebels back a few steps. After a few more battles, Lin Guangyi's horse stumbled and fell off the horse, and he got up from the ground with a roll, shouting and dancing the knife in his hand like a windmill, and rushed straight into the crowd of rebels to slash and kill.

The others also followed Lin Guangyi's example, and rushed into the enemy formation regardless of it. The rebel soldiers were beaten back again and again by these outlaws. Lin Guangyi and the others shouted again and again, waving their blades, and the light of the knives killed the rebels around them in front and back, and they retreated several steps in a row.

After the rebels were repulsed for more than a dozen steps in a row, Xu Ping walked behind the general banner and said to Jiang Yizhou and Yu Shenhe, as well as dozens of Ming soldiers who were sitting on the ground resting: "It's time for you to get on." ”

"Yes, General!" The two of them responded in unison, then leaped to their feet, and rushed down the hill with fifty Ming soldiers who had barely caught their breath, and in the blink of an eye they plunged into the crowd, stabbing their spears at the retreating rebel soldiers. By this time, the rebels had been forced back into the gap in the fence, huddled together in the narrow gap.

"Wherever there are many people, you will bomb wherever there are many people!" Xu Ping anxiously urged the gunners of the two three-pounder guns, and the gunners struggled to adjust the muzzles of the guns, and fired the shells at the densely packed rebels at the gap. The musketeers of the Ming army had already driven back the rebels in other directions to a hundred paces away, and now they all ran to the southwest slope, shooting as much as they could, towards the most dense places of the rebels. Under heavy fire, the rebels, who were unable to fight back, began to retreat spontaneously.

Xu Ping saw that Lin Guangyi's group of people had exhausted their physical strength, and Lin Guangyi seemed to be unable to support it anymore and sat on the ground. When the Ming army led by Jiang Yizhou passed past him, Lin Guangyi threw the knife in his hand at the rebels with his last strength, and then leaned back and lay on the ground as if he had collapsed.

"Mr. Liao Qian, Mr. Cao, it's up to you." Xu Ping saw that the rebels had been driven through the trench and were still retreating, so he asked Liao Kezong to lead the last group of Ming troops with good physical strength to attack.

"Yes, General." Liao Kezong held a spear and rushed down the mountain with a shout: "Sons, follow me to kill thieves, kill thieves!" ”

Cao Yun and more than 200 Ming troops followed. These Ming troops have always been in the northwest direction of the defensive circle, have not fought any battles, and are also the first soldiers brought back by Xu Ping. They threw off their strides and shouted and rushed towards the rebels, Xu Ping ordered the musketeers to follow, while letting the three-pounder continue to shoot at the enemy's dense area, and at the same time asked the soldiers to drag Lin Guangyi, Jiang Daxia and others back to rest.

After the 200 well-recharged Ming troops rushed through the trench, the retreat of the rebels could not be stopped. The chaotic retreat, coupled with the incessant artillery fire that fell on their heads, finally made the rebels completely lose their fighting spirit. Many rebel soldiers abandoned their weapons and turned around desperately trying to squeeze in front of their comrades. Rebel soldiers are constantly tripping, and the heels of their companions will mercilessly step over them. Some of the rebel soldiers were trampled to death but still wanted to get up, but before they could get up, Liao Kezong had already arrived with his troops and stabbed them to death on the corpses of their companions.

Lin Guangyi was dragged back, and he was shot in the ribs, but fortunately it was only a flesh wound. But bleeding and exhaustion, the man had already fainted, and Xu Ping's men were busy bandaging his wounds. After a while, the two brothers, Jiang Yizhou and Yu Shenhe, also took their men back to the hill to rest. At this time, the rebels had been driven 200 paces away, and they scrambled to flee north for their lives, with Liao Kezong and Cao Yun chasing after them, constantly killing the rebel soldiers who had fallen behind. Xu Ping was elated, seeing that the commando team had rushed to Xiao Bailang's general's banner, he couldn't wait for the rout of the rebels, if he could capture this person alive, it would be the best.

Although Xu Ping tried his best not to show himself, he was actually trembling with excitement. Looking around, Xu Ping found that the surrounding rebels had retreated far away, and the ring defense ring that left the Ming army was more than 300 meters away. The rebels were still retreating, the Ming commandos were getting closer and closer to victory, and just as Xu Ping was anxiously waiting for the end of the show, the rebels in front of Liao Kezong suddenly separated like waves, followed by a few muffled sounds.

Liao Kezong's sturdy body, which rushed to the front, slammed and fell to the ground. The dozen or so Ming soldiers who followed closely around him only felt severe pain all over their bodies at the same time, and they fell to the ground and rolled before they knew what had happened. Liao Kezong swayed as if he was drunk, and he propped his spear on the ground and tried to stand up. The rebels in front of him had already stopped their steps, staring at his face one by one, as if looking at a dying wolf. Liao Kezong's body shook again, his hands could no longer hold the spear, and he plunged to the ground - his face was buried in the snow and he stopped breathing.

"Tiger Squat Cannon." Xu Ping on the hill groaned and shouted urgently: "Retreat, retreat." ”

……

The four tiger squatting cannons roared behind him, Cao Yun ran back in a drowsy manner, and every time there was a muffled sound behind him, there were Ming soldiers screaming and falling to the ground. It was only 200 steps away from the defensive circle, but this open area was a slaughter ground for the Ming army by tiger squatting artillery. Cao Yun barely rushed into the fence and almost fell to the ground. He felt as if he had been hit by a shotgun in his waist, and his whole body was about to go limp.

"No, it's not a cannon wound on the waist, it seems that it was cut by a knife just now, and I haven't been paying attention to it...... This little injury won't kill me. Cao Yun gritted his teeth and desperately moved to the top of the mountain Xu Ping's flag: "I'll just go and bandage it." ”

An even duller roar rang out, and a wooden fence crumbled. A nearby Ming gunner, stabbed all over his face by flying wooden thorns, fell to the fence, his struggling hand leaving a wide bloody streak on the wooden wall.

One after another, the dull sound of cannon fire continued, and the land on the southern slope was smashed and scattered. One shell just hit the three-pounder shell pile of the Ming army, and for a time the shells were fired in all directions, and the tendons of the five gunners standing next to them were broken and broken. The Ming troops on the hill dodged in panic, but no one knew where the next shell would hit. Xu Ping groaned again: "When did the traitor's artillery arrive?" This is by no means the power of a three- or six-pounder gun. ”

Xu Ping took out his binoculars and looked at the rebels, only to see that in addition to the five tiger squat guns, there were six other artillery pieces lined up, these cannons had obviously just arrived, and the rebel soldiers were in a hurry to unload the shells from the cart and line them up next to the guns.

The shelling continued, and more than a dozen Ming soldiers were killed and wounded in more than half an hour. Shells screamed and flew over the positions of the Ming army, and from time to time large clumps of debris were thrown into the air. The Ming soldiers who had not yet escaped from the southern slope were lying on the ground tightly, covering their ears and closing their eyes in prayer. The frightened horses ran around the hill, neighing loudly, and no one went to hold them.

Xu Ping took advantage of the gap between the shells to raise his head and saw that the rebels had regrouped and walked slowly towards the Ming army's position again.

"Get up, get up!" Xu Ping jumped up and called his subordinates loudly: "The traitors are coming up again, and we have to beat them back." ”

After calming down, Xu Ping found that the shelling did not cause him too many casualties, and compared to the previous battle, the Ming army was very few injured by the artillery. But no one responded to Xu Ping's order, the cannonballs kept screaming and flew overhead, Xu Ping pulled one soldier after another from the ground, but when he went to pull this one, that soldier covered his ears and lay down. Xu Ping looked back and saw that the soldiers he had pulled from the north slope to the south slope had fled back.

The rebels kept approaching, and were only one hundred and fifty paces away. Xu Ping glanced at them hurriedly, and then went to pull the soldiers who were lying on the ground trembling: "Hurry up!" Are you waiting for death? ”

The shells continued to fly by, accompanied by the piercing screams of flying rubble, the smashing of the fence to pieces, and the terrified cries of the Ming army.

None of the musketeers were in place, and not a single spearman was ready for battle, and they even threw their weapons at their side and clasped their ears with their hands, trying to free themselves from their great fear. Including Jiang Yizhou, including Yu Shenhe, including the three heroes of Texas, they are all sticking to the ground, eager to get into the ground.

The rebels had come within a hundred and twenty paces,

The rebels have come within a hundred paces,

The rebels were only eighty paces away from the Ming army's defensive circle, and it was at this distance that their last attack began.

Xu Ping stood up straight, staring blankly at the approaching rebels, only to feel that his hands and feet were cold, and he was the only one standing on the entire southern slope.

At this time, the artillery bombardment of the rebels suddenly stopped, and there was a sudden deathly silence in the sky above, and Xu Ping knew that this meant that the enemy army was about to start charging.

"Lao Xu."

Xu Ping suddenly felt someone tugging on his trouser leg, he looked down and saw that the injured Cao Yun was lying on the ground, looking at him with bright eyes, and holding Xu Ping's trouser leg with one hand: "Old Xu, we're finished, aren't we?" ”

The shouts sounded again, and Xu Ping raised his head and saw the rebels rushing towards him.

"It's over."

The person next to Xu Ping's feet let out a long sigh, and Cao Yun's hand let go.

This sigh immediately inspired Xu Ping, and he drew his long sword: "We're not done yet!" Maybe I'll die in a while, but now I'm still full of strength, and when I can't open my eyes, Brother Cao, you can say this again. ”

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