"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

On both sides of the iron bridge across the Qishan River, the cannonballs of the allied forces of the five provinces exploded a towering splash.

Although these shellings hindered the Taiping Army's ability to cross the river to a certain extent, they also exposed the location of their artillery positions.

In the sky, the only airship carrier of the 17th Airship Regiment slowly lowered its altitude in the clouds, and one after another propeller-driven monoplanes sprinted from the flight deck on the back of the airship aircraft carrier, swooping down with bursts of roar.

If it is said that for the bombing of airships with relatively slow flight speed, the bombed people still have some time to escape.

Then if it is locked by the Jian-3 Taiping airship carrier-based aircraft with a speed of up to 460 kilometers per hour, there is almost no possibility for the air attacker to transfer and escape.

With the whistling of airplanes, the shrill roar and crimson fire after a series of bomb explosions resounded in the woods on both sides of the Qishan River.

The artillery fire of the allied forces of the five provinces of Daqing, which had just been arrogant, was muffled in an instant, and it never sounded again.

But at this time, the large forces of the coalition forces of the five provinces also reacted.

The braided warriors with hideous expressions, riding tall horses, holding sharp sabers in one hand and cavalry muskets in the other, drove away the numb Chinese soldiers of the Green Battalion, and charged towards the Taiping Unification Army that crossed the river.

The reason why the word "drive" is used here is because now the unified army occupies absolute air superiority.

Under normal circumstances, the green battalion, which was just to be a soldier and eat the imperial food, did not dare to attack the scorched black Taiping bandit army's advance position on the riverbank, which would be bombed by airships at any time.

But who let those braided people themselves be the "gendarmes" and supervise the teachers behind their backs, no matter how unhappy those Chinese green battalion officers are, it is not up to them to say now.

The Daqing Dynasty is the world of the braided hair clan, and the Chinese military book with a long history has a long history, and the phenomenon of the sages "loving soldiers like sons" has never appeared in the generals of this dynasty.

The soldiers of the vanguard army of the Taiping Unified Middle Road Jun who crossed the river charged to the opposite bank, and quickly built several trenches with the individual fortification armor they carried with them, combined with the craters after the previous bombardment, and added the Taiping Society's Liberation Three-type chain machine gun to firmly hold the position.

"Da!" "Da!" "Da!"

Bullet casings from the chain machine guns continued to eject and fly, and the young soldiers of the Taiping United Army swept the enemy down like wheat.

Because of the difference in weapon technology, the firing range of the Jiefang-3 machine gun far exceeded the range of the musket in the hands of the green battalion soldiers of the allied forces of the five provinces of Daqing.

In other words, in the early stage of this "Qishan River Crossing Campaign", it seems that the coalition forces of the five provinces of Daqing have always occupied the initiative, constantly besieging the positions of the unified army that had just crossed the river with their superiority in troops.

But in fact, among the Chinese soldiers of the Green Battalion who participated in the siege of the defense line in tens of thousands, not a single shot was a useful attack.

At the most intense moment, the soldiers of the Green Battalion, who braved airships and airplanes to rush to the defensive positions, all looked terrified, and then their flesh and limbs were torn apart by machine gun bullets, and the wails and cries rang out in unison, literally in the Taiping United Army position in a river of blood.

In the post-war statistics of this battle, nearly 20,000 soldiers of the Green Battalion fell on this cross-river defense line.

Among the soldiers of the Taiping United Army who participated in this battle, none of them were physically injured, but psychologically, there were hundreds of young soldiers who were greatly impacted.

Interestingly, almost all of these psychologically shocked fighters later recorded in their memoirs and personal diaries that they felt that they were participating in not a battle, but a massacre!

In the beginning, they were very uncomfortable, thinking that they were just an executioner.

But later, after the enlightenment of the Taiping Association of the Army, they learned in depth that they were not executioners!

Those rotten Daqing elites, those old feudal systems, those pigtailed families and feudal bureaucratic generals who drove the Green Battalion soldiers to death are the real executioners!

These young fighters who came out of the shadow of psychological impact all strengthened their thinking of "going to peace", and almost all of them became real members of the Taiping Society in the following years, and the most outstanding comrades among them made great contributions to the international movement of "going to peace" around the world in the future......

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"That damn liar!"

"Expiration of military aircraft! What 'Huangshan Fire Phoenix'? What 'Ten Mile Arrow God'? ”

"Bang!" With a bang, the braided four Baylors, who seemed to have some royal demeanor before, directly kicked over the desk in front of him.

At this time, in the big tent of the Chinese army of the five provinces of Daqing, Sibeile's face could not see at all the approachability when he won over Huang Yi of the Fire Phoenix Palace, he was full of hideousness and anger, and roared.

"It's all waste, you don't need to review it, drag it down and cut it directly!"

And the governor Ma Liyang sat at the bottom of the big tent, half-squinting at the table that fell in front of him, his face gloomy.

When posterity looks back on this war, this period of history, it is known that the use of extraordinary archery to attack the airship was a very unsuccessful decision.

First of all, the military behemoth airship used by the Taiping Society is not a fire-feared foreign trade version sold to Obarro.

Secondly, in the face of the huge airbag of the giant military airship that is hundreds of meters long and made of special materials, even if the arrow hits and penetrates several thumb-sized holes, what use can it be?

But there is no doubt about one thing, that is, the order given by Sibeile to kill Huang Yi without interrogation was very wrong.

First of all, this kind of move directly led to the other remnants of Daqing's resistance forces, after learning the information of this war, they still thought that the habitual thinking that Governor Ma and Sibeile were deceived by Huang Yi, and did not find the key information that the Taiping Society's airship was not afraid of fire at all, which brought great convenience to the follow-up of the unification war launched by the Taiping Society.

Secondly, a person who can shoot arrows for more than ten miles and maintain enough lethality, even in the modern battlefield decades later, can be called a super sniper and a battlefield death-like existence, and he was killed so meaninglessly, which made many military scientists of the Taiping Society in later generations feel very lucky.

Because according to their judgment and analysis, if Huang Yi, a monk of the Fire Phoenix Palace, could exert his combat effectiveness normally and not attack the airship, but attack the Taiping Society soldiers who crossed the river, then the Taiping Unification Army would have to pay at least three digits or more huge casualties, and sacrifice a double-digit plane to launch a death raid to solve him.

Don't talk far.

The herald, who was prostrate on the ground with his back against the door of the big tent, heard the roar of Sibeile, and hurriedly raised his head to look at the side face of the governor Ma Liyang, and only after seeing that the old man did not speak out against it, he said.

"Yes, sir."

After saying that, he cautiously withdrew from the big tent, for fear of being angered by the angry superiors.

Next, there was a dead silence in the big tent, and from time to time there were heralds who came to the latest military information on the battlefield, but it was all bad news, which made the hearts of the two people in the big tent more and more depressed.

Most of the soldiers in the self-protection alliance army of the five provinces of Daqing, Gansu and Suzhou are not the Taiping Unification Army that Hong Tiangui has built for ten years to "have firm faith", but are just a third-rate army that charges under the temptation of "eating imperial grain" and the forced "supervision team" with braided hair.

With the passage of time, in the face of huge casualties, especially the sea of corpses and blood in front of the defense line on the bank of the Qishan River, many of the later Green Battalion troops only glanced at the scene on the battlefield after arriving, and they collapsed directly.

"Ma Gong, what should I do next?"

The braided four beylers and six gods asked the governor Ma Liyang in the big tent, he didn't know that many of the troops on the front line had completely collapsed, and he thought that now the army was "dragging" the Taiping unified army on the river bank with all its might.

"In this world, is there still a place for us?"

Now the situation is very clear, and the Taiping Unification Army, which cannot solve the airship troops, is inherently invincible.

The Taiping army is undefeated, so they are the only ones who are defeated.

Once the army that had gathered the full strength of the five provinces failed, Sibeile did not think that the remaining local garrison troops could withstand the wolf-like Taiping bandit army.

And the pigtail royal family is not the Chinese royal family of the previous dynasties who took tolerance and benevolence as their own responsibility, and it is impossible for several other Daqing forces to receive him, a careerist with ambitions.

Sibeile's words made Governor Ma Liyang, who was still sitting in his seat, sigh in a low voice, and judging from his expression, he seemed to have finally made up some kind of determination.

"Alas!"

"The world is so wide, there is naturally a place for me to go."

"However, you need to borrow one of your things from the fourth master in order to achieve the old minister's wishes!"

Ma Liyang's words were gloomy, which made Sibeile feel a little bad subconsciously, but before he could scold, a sharp steel knife was inserted from behind his back, and blood poured out of his chest with the blade.

"You, you ······ against the "

Braided Four-Belle only had time to say these words before he lost consciousness.

"Alas, in order to protect my clan, I can only borrow the head of the four beylers on your neck!"

Ma Liyang looked at Sibeilor, who had fallen in a pool of blood, and said with some sadness.

As long as there is a little hope, he is not willing to surrender to the Taiping bandit army on the other side of the river who divided the land for the untouchables, but Ma Liyang, who has a family and a large number of blood clans, really can't see any hope of turning over.

The domestic servants and secret agents arranged on the front-line battlefield have used covert and extraordinary means to let Ma Liyang in the tent understand how terrifying the power of the Taiping Society army is, which is a force that the army in the old era cannot resist at all.

He asked the secret guard who killed the four beylers, cut off the heads of the four beylers and followed him, and walked out of the camp together, just in time to see that the Taiping unified army on the bank of the river in the distance had all crossed the river, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, "cleaning up" the remnants of the five provinces on the battlefield.

At this time, the evening sunset shone on the battlefield on the riverbank, dyeing the earth with a magnificent layer of blood red.

An emotion that didn't know where it came from made Ma Liyang involuntarily sad from his heart, tears gushing like a spring, crying out loud.

"I didn't expect that!"

"I'm old, I've been a loyal minister of Daqing for decades, and I can still see the time when the sun and the moon reopen Dahuatian."

"It's true, it's really ······"

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At 18:43 p.m. on May 3, 1864, Ma Liyang, the 69-year-old governor of the five provinces of Shaanxi and Gansu, took off his official hat and held the official seal, presented the head of the four beylers to Wang Huimin, the commander of the Taiping Unification Middle Route Army, and announced the surrender of the five provinces of Gansu to the Taiping Society.

Here it is:

An army of 150,000 crossed the Qishan River, and the land of the five provinces of Gansu was within easy reach.

The world was terrified, and the gentry were terrified.

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