Most of the people who were crouching or lying on their stomachs jumped up to reload their ammunition at the threat of the squad officer, and only one of them was still lying on the ground. Under the threat of the squad officer, Yue Mu not only did not stand up and return to the team, but even more frantically resisted Qin Dedong who went to pull him.

Unlike in the past, Yue Mu only listened to the officer's command and shot again and again, but he never saw the scene of the enemy's corpses all over the field in front of his eyes. Now the battlefield was filled with gunsmoke, and the soldiers of the Guards Battalion and the Selector Battalion could only see vague figures, and sometimes even these shadows could not be seen, and only when the other side opened fire, could they see a row of firelight coming out from behind the thick smoke. Then the companions around him rushed to the ground one after another—this is what Yue Mu saw today, and his comrades kept falling; All I heard was the dying moans of the invading soldiers, and all I could smell was the smell of blood from my own soldiers.

"We're too far away!" Yue Mu struggled desperately to prevent Qin Dedong from holding him, and his mouth was still hissing and shouting: "We have to rush forward!" ”

When Yue Mu shouted, a breeze blew from the battlefield, and the cold light of the armor on the position of the Ming army came through again, looking at the flickering, flickering light, Yue Mu felt that this seemed to be no different from when the war had just begun. And the muskets and artillery on the opposite side kept coming in. On this battlefield filled with gunpowder, Yue Mu couldn't see at all whether or how many officers and soldiers had fallen, but the tragic situation around him was as terrifying as the Shura Hell, close in front of him and extremely real.

As he struggled on the ground, Yue Mu's hands were stained with blood, which was not his blood, but the blood of his fellow soldiers who were flowing everywhere. The corpses in the front row were stacked, and many of the wounded soldiers were groaning and struggling on the blood-stained dirt, coughing and swallowing their last breath.

The squad officer continuously signaled Qin Dedong to be serious about military discipline with his eyes, but Qin Dedong did not listen to the order and tried in vain to pull Yue Mu up, or beat and kicked him to shut up.

"We're too far away!" Yue Mu howled one after another: "We can't penetrate the armor of the officers and soldiers from such a distance. ”

Yue Mu's shout made many soldiers suspicious, and the squad officer also rushed up and kicked him a few times, which made Yue Mu's shout even more poignant: "So many brothers have been killed in vain, we can't penetrate their armor, we will all be killed in vain." ”

Seeing that Qin Dedong refused to carry out the military order again, the squad officer loaded the handcuff in his hand with a tense face, Qin Dedong was stunned when he saw this, and suddenly smashed the butt of the gun against Yue Mu's back with a backhand, Yue Mu fainted with a muffled snort, and the howl stopped abruptly. The squad officer stopped, glanced at Yue Mu who was in a coma, and looked at Qin Dedong with a gloomy face.

At this time, another fire flashed out from behind the smoke, and the chief squad officer saw that new casualties appeared, and at the same time, most of the soldiers were close to completing the loading, so he no longer said to Qin Dedong: "The next time I give you an order, I will carry it out!" ”

Qin Dedong responded, and continued to run to maintain order in the team, the team officer's gloomy gaze stayed on his back for a moment, and then there was a loud roar: "Continue to load!" Shoot officers and soldiers! ”

Under the frantic urging of the officers, the soldiers of the Guards Battalion rose again and again from the pools of blood of their comrades and fought hard.

The staff officers around him all had a worried look on their faces, and Chi Shude wanted to command the cavalry to launch an attack several times to bear part of the pressure on his own infantry, but they were all stopped by Xu Ping. Xu Ping had already put the binoculars back into the pocket on the saddle, and the smoke in front of him was so thick that he had given up on carefully observing the other party's state.

"We went up to shoot flintlock muskeliers, and the Forces nouvelles were filling with spearmen; Our soldiers have overcome obstacles and thorns in the past year, and even the worst ones have gone through at least a dozen actual battles, while most of the soldiers of the New Army were sent to the Henan battlefield after they had only been trained. Xu Ping admitted that the invincible reputation of Zhendonghou was very good for the morale of the new army, and the last battle also allowed the recruits of the Xuanfeng battalion to see blood once, but the huge losses of the new army offset the benefits of participating in a real battle, and the last defeat Xu Ping believes that the morale of the new army will also have a major blow, and many new army soldiers may not be as superstitious as before: "We are all so hard, then the new army must be more difficult." ”

"Don't be in a hurry." Xu Ping strictly ordered the cavalry not to fight, and he said to Chi Shude: "Don't be impatient, now is not the best time." ”

At this time, Li Guo had already gathered more than 5,000 people on Xu Ping's side, and the eyes of the officers and soldiers in this army had been completely attracted to the front of the guard battalion, and no one looked at the Chu army opposite them. Under their gaze, the Guards Battalion once again raised its guns and fired a fierce salvo at the opposite side, and the Ming troops on the opposite side launched a return fire as always, and the soldiers of the Guards Battalion fell, followed by another volley, and the Ming troops returned fire again.

There was no bloody fighting, no exhilarating shouts, only groups of soldiers who kept falling in the smoke of gunpowder, and the soldiers behind them silently stepped forward and continued to shoot at the enemy, and then continued to be knocked down by the enemy.

Li Guo's face was as stiff as marble, and Li Laiheng, who was standing behind him, opened his mouth, and the lack of skill and enthusiasm in front of him was dull, cruel and savage, and the Guards Battalion and the opposite Selective Battalion were like two demented giants fighting: when the opponent smashed the big stick, the giant named the Guards Battalion resisted without changing its color, and then it was a stick that was slammed back towards the opposite side, and the opponent did not avoid it, and then another stick came back, and it carried it again, and then another stick hit back. In this way, the two barbarian-like battalions took turns smashing their big sticks in the faces of the opposing enemy, and soon both were bleeding profusely.

In Li Laiheng's eyes, this kind of struggle seemed to have lasted for a hundred years, and it seemed to continue endlessly, Li Laiheng did not even hear his stepfather whispering to him, and he did not react until Li Guo asked him for the third time.

"Heroic." When Li Laiheng heard his stepfather whisper about his current opinion of Xu Ping, he spat out this comment without thinking, his eyes still fixed on the front of the Guards Battalion, and Li Laiheng added: "Let the child's blood boil." ”

On Homer's side, all six guns had been extinguished, their squad officers and gun commanders were either dead or wounded, and the gunners were lying on the side of the gun carriage with bloody gunners, carrying the shells face down in the dirt, and the remaining few remnants were shivering and hiding under the cannons to avoid the bullets.

"Get up, fill the medicine!"

The same roar resounded on the front of the Xuanfeng Battalion, and an officer struggled to whip the squatting soldier with his head in his hands, and at his feet were layers of Ming corpses. Here, as in the case of the invasion army, the soldiers saw only the sacrifice of their comrades, they could not see the casualties of the enemy, and the enemy's fire showed no signs of stopping.

"Prepare the sappers and baggage soldiers." Before the infantry was exhausted, Homer had already mobilized the reserves in advance, and the staff officers were dispatched to issue urgent orders to them, and the soldiers were told that they would enter positions if necessary to continue the battle.

The officers and soldiers of the right wing of the Xuanfeng battalion also watched the battle of the Chinese army intently, their general Yu Dong was already sweating profusely, he had long known the strength of the guard battalion, no matter how Huang Shouque persuaded him, he made up his mind never to return to Decheng. It wasn't until the new army sent someone to contact him that Yu Dong's confidence in victory overwhelmed his fear of the invading army, and he felt that the strength of the Xuanfeng battalion was by no means something that the opposing invading army could resist.

After seeing Xu Ping's banner today, Yu Dong was not very nervous. In his opinion, no matter how strong Xu Ping is, he is still a student of Huangshi in the final analysis. Xu Ping left a deep impression on Yu Dong before, but because of this, Yu Dong gave birth to an almost superstitious worship of Huangshi, whenever he thought that a nobody under Huangshi could also have such achievements, Yu Dong would sincerely sigh and say, "There are no weak soldiers under strong generals." ”

The Election Battalion is one of the three main battalions of Huangshi, and the time that the battalion officer He Ma has served under the command of Huangshi is far from comparable to Xu Ping, so Yu Dong confidently led the team to the flank of the Election Battalion. At that time, Yu Dong looked at Xu Ping's banner in his eyes, not only did he not have any fear, but he was more gloating, happy that he was able to witness Xu Ping, a guy who had betrayed the mountain gate, being taught a lesson by the elders of the sect. But then the tragic battle knocked Yu Dong's mood from the peak to the bottom step by step, he knew that his subordinates would never be able to withstand such a battle, if he was only afraid of Xu Ping before, then now Yu Dong fully understood that he was not the enemy of the other party at all. After clearly realizing this, Yu Dong felt like falling into an ice cave, his whole body was cold to the bone, and his strong body hidden under the armor trembled involuntarily.

The front-line soldiers of the Bianjun army were even more fearful than their main generals. Since withdrawing from the border of Henan Prefecture, Yu Dong, who was promoted to the commander-in-chief, has worked hard to increase the number of soldiers, not only to put on a show in front of the civilian officials of Guide Prefecture, but also to expand the army for self-protection out of fear of breaking into the army. In order to achieve this goal, Yu Dong racked his brains and resorted to various methods: for example, disguised the military boat as a ferry at the river crossing, falsely claimed that the ferry was ten dollars to deceive people to take the boat, and then directly kidnapped him to the military camp; Yu Dong also organized a bazaar that falsely claimed to be trading, and then sent an army to surround the people who came to the market, and requisitioned all the strong men among them to join the army. Relying on these means, Yu Dong expanded his troops from less than 1,000 to more than 4,000 in just over a month.

The bloody battle scene made the morale of the Bianjun on the verge of collapse, and after the Guards Battalion launched another volley at the Xuanfeng Battalion, finally some Bianjun soldiers threw down their weapons and began to flee, and immediately, panic spread rapidly among the Bianjun army, and more and more soldiers screamed and withdrew from the battlefield on their own. The pro-soldiers and family members around Yu Dong were also pale, and they did not go to maintain military discipline but glared at the adults who were also colorless. Beads of sweat flowed on Yu Dong's face, and he saw that the officers of the Bianjun army under his command also began to abandon their posts, and mixed with the fleeing flow of soldiers with their cronies, Yu Dong knew that he was on the verge of being abandoned by his subordinates.

The army directly opposite the Bianjun army was under the banner of Li Dingguo, although the reputation of this army was not as loud as that of Xu Pingbu, but even under the best circumstances, Yu Dong did not dare to confront it. When he saw Li Dingguo arrive just now, Yu Dong, who had received encouragement from the Xuanfeng battalion, did not have the idea of escaping, and after He Ma sent a few cannons to assist him, Yu Dong was even more confident, and planned to cooperate sincerely with the invincible Huang Hou and fight a beautiful battle to earn some face for the officers and soldiers of Henan.

But now the troops have begun to disorganize, and Li Dingguo on the opposite side has been resting for a while and may attack at any time. And the situation in the Xuanfeng Battalion does not seem to be very favorable, and the artillery of the Xuanfeng Battalion sent to Yu Dong has also left the Bianjun Army and began to show back to the central government. In a blink of an eye, half of the deployment fled from the battlefield, and the frightened Yu Dong ordered out of tune: "Retreat, retreat, and return to Germany immediately." ”

"Guardian Lord!"

The pro-soldiers howled and hugged Yu Dong to evacuate in a hurry, and before leaving, the captain of the pro-soldiers swung his sword and slashed hard, cutting down Yu Dong's flag so as not to become the target of the army. At the same time that the banner fell to the ground, Yu Dong had already disappeared surrounded by his own soldiers, and there was a cry everywhere in the Bian's army, and the chaotic soldiers pushed their companions to the ground, stepping on their bodies and fleeing eastward. The soldiers who were trampled under them struggled desperately, tripped the people above their heads from time to time, causing them to fall to the ground screaming and being trampled into the dirt by those further behind. The officers of the Bianjun army in the group of rebels clashed with their relatives on horseback, and one by one they roared angrily and drew their swords, slashed and slashed at the heads of the people around them, killing a bloody path, and then trampled mercilessly on the heads of those fallen soldiers. If anyone is unfortunate enough to be squeezed by the rebels, they will be drowned in the rolling crowd in an instant.

In the past, Qi Jiguang summed up the battle between the northern border army and the Mongols and said: I cut him a hundred, and he will not waver; He smote me ten, and our army departed.

The Ming army in the interior was far from being able to compare with the border army that had experienced a hundred battles, and it was inexplicably shocked when it heard the sound of guns, and when one or two people were wounded, the whole army thought of retreating.

After the collapse of the Bian's army, Huang Shouque also reacted quickly, and Li Guo saw that the Ming army on the opposite side waved its flag, and the Chu army moved eastward in an orderly manner, apparently to withdraw from the battlefield.

"Dog officers and soldiers, do you still want to retreat with the whole division?" Li Guo's eyes looked through the Chinese army to the other flank of the distant invasion army, Li Dingguo did not move there, perhaps because his troops had just arrived and were not ready to pursue, no matter why, Li Guo did not intend to be as passive as Xiying, he immediately issued an order to pursue.

"Kill the officers and soldiers!" Li Laiheng shouted and jumped out of the horse, and the thousands of people on the right flank of the army let out an earth-shaking shout, rushing out and rushing out to pounce on the Chu army.

The so-called officers and soldiers must not be brave when they encounter the people, and those who flee when they see thieves can be called brave, and those who flee when they hear the wind are brave, and those who bomb the camp and flee after believing in rumors by mistake are brave. Huang Shouque not only dared to confront the invading army, but in this battle, he took the initiative to fight the invading army with a large number of people, which belonged to the superior courage among the officers and soldiers in the mainland. Of course, Li Laiheng wanted to take advantage of the situation to attack Huang Shouque, so that he would not dare to look directly at the Central Plains from now on.

When Li Laiheng pursued Huang Shouque, the central Xuanfeng battalion was already at a critical juncture of life and death, and it was completely powerless to divide troops to help. The artillery of the Xuanfeng Battalion, which had suffered heavy casualties, basically stopped resisting, and the infantry officers rushed in all directions to maintain military discipline, but a large number of infantry had lost the will to fight, and even many fruit chiefs squatted on the ground, and their men lay on the ground to avoid the incoming bullets.

"Get the sappers on board!" Homer shouted that the morale of the infantry was irretrievably low, and new blood must be added.

The officer of the engineer team of the Selector Battalion ran first, rushed up and took out his handcuffs and opened fire on the opposite Guards Battalion battle line, while shouting to his men: "Pick up the musket and shoot!" ”

Jian Jidong held the banner of Team A tightly and stood at the head of the whole team, there were already too many brothers who had fallen by his side today, and the sturdy armor that the new army was proud of seemed to have no effect at all. The set of armor on the officer's body is the most exquisite, and there is a particularly smooth curved surface on the chest, as if it is a mirror that can reflect the figure, Jian Jidong remembered that the team officer once boasted proudly: Like the armor on his body, he is not afraid of the mountain axe.

But now, the team officer fell head down in a pool of blood, one shot, just one shot, and the lively team officer was like a big tree struck by lightning, falling straight and straight, and he didn't even lie there motionless without even dying and struggling.

The soldiers of the engineer team rushed up beside him, Jian Jidong saw them looking for weapons in a hurry, they followed the team officer into the position, and when the sappers saw the corpses scattered in front of them, some people were also stunned. At this time, the sappers came under the first attack of the Guards battalion, and many were knocked down by fire before they could run to their positions. This volley of the enemy woke up the sappers, and the survivors hurriedly crouched down on the hands of the dead in battle, and removed the bloodstained flintlock pistols from them.

"Where's the tongji?"

"Where's the powder bag?"

Jian Jidong was surrounded by anxious inquiries from sappers, and someone turned the flintlock pistol over, closed one eye and looked inside the barrel: "Has this gun been loaded with ammunition?" ”

Soon, the smoke in front of Jian Jidong's eyes flashed red again, and after the red in a line was extinguished, a series of screams sounded around him again, and countless sappers who had just gone into battle either held rifles or fell with their bare hands on those ironclad infantry who fell to the ground, and the sappers who had just entered the field suffered heavy losses before they could shoot.

There were lying infantrymen all around, and the officers were too busy to motivate and give orders. The sappers nervously reloaded, and as soon as they fired a shot at the opposite side, their officers were killed in the next salvo of the Guards Battalion. The dwindling number of officers, the only ones on the front who could still stand upright, and their numbers were dwindling dramatically, so that, after just one shot, the survivors of the sapper corps fell to the ground in the same way as their fellow infantrymen around them, hearing bullets whizzing overhead.

At this time, Jian Jidong had also squatted down involuntarily, his body was getting lower and lower, and finally curled up. On the position of the first team of the Xuanfeng Battalion, for a while, it seemed that only this lone flag was still standing upright on the battlefield filled with smoke screens.

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