"The Forces nouvelles have been lost."

The war had been going on for four hours since the beginning of this morning, and even the staff officers who had not been on the front line were exhausted, and according to the latest battle report, they judged: "The direct guard of the new army is also over." ”

"It's the direct guard of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, not the direct guard of the new army." Xu Ping replied coldly that the cavalry of the Shun army, which had just retreated from the battlefield and had not rested for long, was sent to war by him to resist the joint offensive of the new army's infantry and cavalry. Just less than a pillar of incense in front of him, Xu Ping saw with his own eyes that Liu Zongmin's banner was cut off in the melee, and countless cavalry of the Ming and Shun armies paid for their lives to fight for this banner. Even Liu Zongmin himself was seriously injured and was rescued from the battlefield by his personal guards.

Like his subordinates, Xu Ping also felt tired, not only him, but also the two armies on the battlefield were infected by this emotion. The desperately captured hilltop position was abandoned by the armored battalion, and the offensive ability of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion and the two battalions of the new army was destroyed in the operation of the attacking Fierce Shooting Battalion, the Rearguard Battalion, and the Sharpshooter Battalion that arrived later, and the three Shun battalions and the Shun cavalry that matched them were also destroyed by the opponent. Seeing that the friendly forces on the flanks had lost their ability to continue the battle, the Shun troops of this battalion had to take the initiative to retreat to get close to Xu Ping's general banner, and just now this battalion had been engaged with several new military battalions that had taken turns to fight for an hour, and now Li Laiheng not only had to continue to defend, but even had to further extend his own line to take over the defensive tasks of the strong shooting battalion and the rear guard battalion.

On the opposite side of the armored battalion, the soldiers of the Ming army watched blankly as the Shun army dragged their heavy legs out of the position, and the enemy's retreat did not give the slightest encouragement to the morale of these Ming soldiers - they just acted relieved. After a day of fierce fighting, when the last enemy shadow disappeared from the top of the mountain, no one cheered with joy, but sat down on the ground one after another, and there was no way for them to stand up and continue the battle or pursuit.

In today's battle, Wang Qinian has been accompanying He Baodao, and now the fire battalion is still high-spirited, and today they have been staying in the rear to recuperate.

The Shun army in front of him was still short of the final blow, and Wang Qinian knew that Xu Ping's hole card - the Guards Battalion was also not dispatched, and it would be best if the Guards Battalion could be weakened before engaging the firefighting battalion. But Wang Qinian is also very clear, just like Huang Shi said: there has never been a pie in the sky. If you want to win a glorious future for yourself, then sometimes you have to die to win it.

And now is this critical moment, the Shun army on the opposite side is on the verge of collapse, Xu Ping's hands are only the last reserves, once the guards battalion is defeated, Xu Ping, who has lost all the cavalry and the left and right wings are divided, will not be able to guarantee that any of his subordinates can safely evacuate the battlefield.

"The fire battalion will definitely be able to defeat the guard battalion," Wang Qinian said to He Baodao, and the Shun army only needs to be defeated once, which is likely to be a fatal blow to a regime with an unstable foundation like Dashun. Wang Qinian believed that the recovery of the territory of Dashun would create the first batch of warlords and feudal towns of the Ming Dynasty, which had existed in all previous dynasties at this stage, and the Ming Dynasty should not be an exception - such a deep-rooted dynasty would never collapse without even appearing as a warlord feudal town: "But who will pursue the Shun army?" ”

The Guards Battalion is the last reserve of the Shun army, and the fire battalion is the Ming army, and the losing side without the reserve cannot prevent the enemy from pursuing the rout of the army, so it will pay a heavy price for defeat, but the premise of this is that the enemy must have reserves to launch the pursuit.

The Ming soldiers in the center sat on the ground, an officer who tried to call them up was shot, and even the soldiers of the field battalion of the New Army, which was still relatively well organized, refused to continue the battle.

"The thief was beaten away."

"The thieves have run away!"

"Today we won."

"This battle is over!"

The soldiers shouted at the officers who tried to encourage them, and if anyone felt threatened, they were likely to run into the muzzle of the already fearless soldiers.

"After the fire battalion defeated the guards battalion," Wang Qinian pointed to the Ming soldiers scattered throughout the position in front of him, and asked He Baodao, "Can the marshal let them pursue?" ”

……

"The Sharpshooter, Guard, and Marksman battalions have completely collapsed." Xu Ping came to a conclusion and found that after He Baodao transferred the Changqing and 3,000 battalions that had lost their combat effectiveness to the flank, Xu Ping also replaced the sharpshooter battalion with the sharpshooter battalion that had lost its combat effectiveness due to a new round of onslaught by the new army. The Marksman Battalion first helped the armored battalion withstand two rounds of attacks from the other new battalions to allow the latter to rest for a while, and then because the rear guard battalion was routed by the coordinated attack of the new army and had to step forward to counterattack, Xu Ping ordered them to cooperate with Liu Zongmin's cavalry, and the attack was trying to breathe to recover from the wounded Dadu Governor's Mansion Zhiwei and the two new army field battalions, which the Ming and Shun armies successfully destroyed each other.

Now that the formation of the guard battalion and the sharpshooter battalion had been disorganized, the officers and men walked around Xu Ping, gathered in groups and fell to the ground because of a day's hard fighting. These two battalions were already unable to undertake any defensive work. Now standing between General Xu Ping's banner and the Ming army is only the loose defense line of the armored battalion.

Even Li Laiheng couldn't let his men run forward now, Xu Ping saw that the standard-bearers of the armored battalion no longer held the military flags high, but leaned them on their shoulders, and the soldiers dragged their guns weakly.

"Fortunately, no one has come to attack us," Xu Ping looked at the army in front of him and sighed to Zhou Dongtian beside him: "Anyone, if he sees the current chaotic state of our army, will be convinced of the victory of our enemy. ”

"Hehe," Zhou Dongtian laughed softly, he had been observing the top of the mountain in front of him for a long time, the armored battalion had completely abandoned that position, and Li Laiheng led the troops to retreat to the halfway slope of the mountain in front of him before stopping his footsteps. And until this moment is unknown, Zhou Dongtian has not seen any Ming infantry climb the commanding heights abandoned by the Shun army, it has been so long, and there is still no Ming army trying to plant the military flag on this blood-soaked position, declaring it as his own: "The last general thought, maybe like us, as the adults said, anyone who sees the chaotic state of the Ming army at this time will be convinced of the victory of their enemy." ”

"My lord, do you want the Guards battalion to be dispatched?" Looking at the sunset that was constantly sinking in the west, Yu Shenhe really couldn't bear it, among the six infantry battalions and three cavalry battalions participating in the battle today, all the cavalry battalions and four infantry battalions had already fought to the point of frequent disintegration, while the Guards Battalion, as the most complete, well-staffed, and well-equipped battalion, still did not fire a single shot.

"It seems that the Guards Battalion will not be needed today." Xu Ping didn't seem to understand the meaning of asking for his life in Yu Shenhe's words, and said without looking back.

"My lord, the last general's battalion must do something, right?" Yu Shenhe said anxiously, the troops hiding in Niuweizhuang did not have the combat effectiveness of the Guards Battalion, and the treatment was far inferior to the Guards Battalion, and it was not a single shot today, and the tragic situation of the friendly troops around him made Yu Shenhe feel guilty.

"What are you going to do?" Xu Ping finally turned around and looked at Yu Shenhe's eyes: "The fire battalion on the opposite side hasn't been dispatched yet!" ”

"The last general will definitely be able to defeat the fire battalion."

"Even so, even if you defeat the battalions of the new army that are already on the verge of collapse along the way, you will kill all the way to He Shuai's banner and defeat the firefighting battalion." Xu Ping stretched out his arm and pointed to the south, in front of which was the armored battalion that could barely maintain the formation, and then Xu Ping waved his hand to compare near the general flag—all around this was the officers and soldiers of the guard battalion and the sharpshooter battalion that were completely unable to maintain the organization; As for the high-intensity shooting battalion, which was transferred to defend Changqing and the 3,000 two battalions, the battalion officer reported that Xu Ping was trying to maintain the morale of the army so that they could maintain an upright posture and continue to confront the Ming army with a mighty image.

"And then?" Xu Ping asked: "I don't have any cavalry, and I don't have a second guard battalion, and after the guards battalion and the fire battalion are finished—even if you defeat it, and the cavalry and infantry have nothing, what will I use to pursue the new army?" ”

……

"The Shun army has collapsed."

Jiang Pai's observer reported to the Jin army marshal, who had been watching: "General Xu has given up the mountainous land that has been repeatedly fought for a day, and there is no longer the strength to continue to resist. ”

"What about the New Army?"

"He Shuai also collapsed, after the Shun army gave up the top of the mountain, the soldiers of the new army sat on the ground and gasped, they didn't even have the intention of occupying the top of the mountain, and they didn't even have any interest in what the Shun army was doing behind the mountain."

"Lose-lose?" A staff member asked.

"Yes," the spies of the Jin army thought that this was the end: "The fire battalion has not moved, and the other battalions of the new army have not moved." ”

"Did He Shuai let his most elite troops watch the show all the time?"

"Yes, General Xu is the same, the guards battalion has not been on yet, and the other battalions can't be on."

"It's really worthy of being the same family." Some staff members made such emotional voices.

All eyes were focused on Jiang Jiao, and the chief soldier looked up at the sky: "It's impossible for the Sanxi Battalion to arrive before sunset, let's go." ”

"Shall we go to fight General Xu?"

"Of course not," replied Jiang Ting, "but we can't sit on the sidelines for a day and do nothing." We walked closer, and it didn't matter if we joined forces with He Shuai, anyway, the sun was about to set, and we should collect our troops and return to the camp after a little friction. Jiang Jian thought that this was the most appropriate, he did rush to the battlefield and joined He Baodao, but it was only a matter of time before the fight started, as for tomorrow - tomorrow if the Sanxi Camp arrives, if it doesn't arrive, if it doesn't arrive...... If you don't arrive, you'll talk about it.

However, considering the problem of renegotiation, Jiang Jian decided not to go himself, and he asked a deputy general to count more than 10,000 people, and slowly moved closer to He Baodao's handsome banner.

After giving this order, Jiang Pai also said to his staff: "I think He Shuai is very lucky this time, he can't even win with 30,000 Shun troops; However, General Xu is also very eccentric, it seems that the forces of King Shun and General Xu are really limited. ”

……

Seeing tens of thousands of Jin troops from far and near, slowly marching into the battlefield, He Baodao looked at the flag still flying over the enemy formation and fell into deep thought, at this time Yang Huaizu had already finished bandaging and rushed to the front of the Chinese army to reply to him.

"Da Shuai," although his face was already so pale that there was not even a trace of human color, and although blood was still oozing from the wound, Yang Huaizu's salute was still crisp and neat, and his figure standing in the wind and snow never swayed in the slightest: "The last general is fortunate not to be dishonored!" ”

"Virtuous nephew......" He Baodao looked at the bloodstained clothes of the comer, as well as his broken arm: "Virtuous nephew, Hou Ye and your father will be proud of you, go down and have a good rest." ”

"This little injury...... Yang Huaizu laughed, there was a trace of pain on his face: "The last general is very good, don't worry about it." ”

"Thanks to the virtuous nephew, we are now in the palm of our hands." He Baodao did not hesitate any longer, and ordered loudly: "Fire battalion, attack!" ”

"Fire battalion, stand up!" Wang Qinian, who had been nervously following behind He Baodao, also shouted out the order with all his might: "The whole battalion - bayonet!" ”

He Baodao glanced back at Wang Qinian, and Wang Qinian replied with a chest: "Great handsome, Master Hou said: 'Only the white-bladed assault is the most powerful,' and the last general thought that there was no need to entangle with the thieves anymore. ”

He Baodao nodded slightly, and stopped talking.

"Stand up!"

"Upper bayonet"

The order was conveyed to the letter, and in the fire camp, which had rested for a day, endless cheers rang out again and again:

"Long live the emperor!"

"Long live Daming!"

With the sound of drums and the red flags fluttering in the sky, the officers and men of the 5,000 firefighting battalions lined up in a phalanx and marched towards the main formation of the Shun army with neat steps.

At this time, under the banner of the Shun army's pitch-black generals, Xu Ping was motionless like a marble sculpture, and the white feather ocean opposite was undulating in the cold wind. The cold light reflected on the thousands of bayonets, like a galaxy in the night sky, flashed densely in Xu Ping's eyes.

The artillery of the armored battalion kept firing at the sea of white feathers, and they had already begun to attack with shotguns, and the hail of bullets fell in the bayonet forest, like falling into a pond with pebbles, and the waves in the white feather bushes quickly calmed down.

"The fire battalion has finally been dispatched." Xu Ping looked at the layers of armored battalion infantry defense line in front of him tilting their firepower towards the Ming army, and then they were ruthlessly pushed away by the bayonet forest, and the bright and hot banner did not seem to have been knocked down, Li Laiheng's strength was completely exhausted, and the resistance of the armored battalion was as if it did not exist for the fire battalion. Seeing that those fire-fighting battalion formations like flames were unswervingly pressing towards him, Xu Ping shook his head and said, "Guard battalion, let's dispatch." ”

"Yes, my lord." Yu Shenhe stood behind Xu Ping for a day waiting for this order, he bowed slightly, and then turned back sharply: "Guards battalion, stand up - bayonet!" ”

Xu Ping was still staring ahead, and asked softly in a faint voice, "Is Brother Yu going to go toe-to-toe with the fire battalion?" ”

"Yes, sir." Yu Shenhe replied without hesitation: "The fire battalion is the strongest army under Zhendong Hou, and the last general thinks that it is very dangerous to let the soldiers hesitate whether to shoot or fight bayonets in front of them, and even a momentary hesitation cannot be tolerated." ”

"Good." Xu Ping said more.

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