In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, on December 12, before the time, the sun was westerly, and the wind and snow were slightly slower.

The area around the camp of Jia Zhuangming's army was already in ruins, many sections of the camp wall had been destroyed, and the surrounding ravines had been filled in flat.

Most of the guard towers and forts that had been erected inside and outside the battalion had been destroyed.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke and a disgusting fishy stench.

The dead bodies on the ground were scattered all over the field, and the snow that originally covered them was already red and wet with blood.

The ground is no longer hard but soft, and in many places it is difficult to walk just by walking.

Lu Xiangsheng stepped forward with one shallow foot and one foot in the pool of blood, and the group of guards who followed him were all wounded.

It has never been Lu Xiangsheng's style to command peacefully in the formation, charging into battle and taking the lead is what he often does, and this battle is naturally no exception.

The robe on Lu Xiangsheng's body has already been stained red with blood, and the knife in his hand has been changed three times from the fierce battle in Chenshi to now, and the knife he is holding now is a wide-backed smooth knife, which originally belonged to a Jiannu Niu Lu Zhen.

But now that Jiannu's Niu Lu has already gone down to the Yellow Spring to meet the judge of the underworld.

After dawn, the Qing army completed its assembly and immediately launched an attack on the Ming army in Jiazhuang.

However, it was not a short-handed encounter, the Qing army concentrated on them to collect large and small artillery to set up positions on the periphery, and first launched artillery bombardment of the Ming army camp.

The artillery battle lasted for nearly an hour, and the Qing army gradually advanced its position without hurrying or slowing, driving the captured people to fill the ravine, and then pushing the shield cart to attack.

The battle lasted from the beginning to the future, and the Qing army relied on the shield cart to continuously advance, and then moved the artillery positions forward, constantly uprooting the lookouts and batteries set up in the camp of Jia Zhuangming's army.

The two sides continued to fight fiercely around the camp wall, as well as lookouts and forts.

The Qing army was equipped with heavy bows and arrows, but the armament of the Xuan army was not bad, and under the command of Lu Xiangsheng, the Xuan army was no longer the beggar soldiers who did not even have a winter coat to protect against the cold in winter a few years ago.

Almost all the soldiers in the Xuanda army are wearing armor, although the quality of some armor is not good, but it is also iron armor.

In addition, the spears and swords they wield were finest blades made of fine iron, not the rags that had accumulated in their arsenals.

Under the rectification of Xuanda under Lu Xiangsheng, the ordnance bureaus in various places have also been remodeled, and the quality of the guns in the Xuanda army is also guaranteed, and the guns are also sharp.

Moreover, not long ago, Lu Xiangsheng also transferred more than 3,000 excellent Lu Mi Gong into Xuanda.

The Lumi gun has a longer gun tube, weighs slightly more than the bird gun, has a very long range, is more powerful, is better than the bird's beak gun in terms of structure, and is also quite accurate.

Therefore, in the stage of counter-shooting, the Xuanda army was not completely suppressed by the Qing army, and even relied on the advantage of the long range of the Lumi gun, and still achieved a certain advantage on the local battlefield.

"Supervisor ......"

Lu Xiangsheng turned around when he heard this, just in time to see Du Wenhuan who was surrounded by a group of armor soldiers, his brows frowned slightly, the Qing army's attack had just retreated, and he had just retreated from the front line.

Du Wenhuan commanded the Chinese army, and it stands to reason that he should be in command, but now that he came to find him, there must have been something wrong.

"But there's a change in the camp?"

Du Wenhuan nodded, his expression solemn.

"The artillery ammunition in the battalion will be gone."

Lu Xiangsheng's expression was embarrassed, and his expression changed several times in succession.

He had already expected such a situation, and when he was in Baoding Mansion, he was already in a state of running out of food and wages, and the supply of food and salary was naturally cut off.

Rations and salaries were not replenished, and gunpowder shells were naturally not replenished much.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Lu Xiangsheng turned his head back, and the fort behind him, which had been silent for a while, roared again.

"I have instructed the gunners to slow down the interval between the shots, but at most they can only hold out until the end of this round, a quarter of an hour."

"A quarter of an hour ......"

Lu Xiangsheng clenched the knife in his hand and turned his head to look in the southeast direction.

The southeast was as empty as before, except for the occasional Qing cavalry passing by.

The Qing army was numerous, but it was not surrounded on all sides, but left one side.

The fierce battle for several hours was far more intense than the previous battles, but the morale did not shake much.

Lu Xiangsheng knew very well that the soldiers under his command were still able to hold on.

It is precisely because of being in a desperate situation that the governor has long been unable to do anything, and the military academy has the heart of dying.

Leaving one side, it seems to be a way to live, but in fact it is a real Jedi,

Wai Sanque is a conspiracy, not a conspiracy, everyone knows this, but the exposed side can still disintegrate people's desperate hearts.

The vacant side, the way of life on the surface, even if everyone knows that it is a dead end, but in the bottom of his heart, he still can't help but give birth to the desire to win.

And the southeast that was set aside was another signal that the Qing army wanted to release to him - Gao Qiqian would not come.

Gao Qiqian is near Jize and Wei County, only fifty miles away from Jiazhuang.

If Gao Qiqian really wanted to raise troops to support, he would be able to arrive at this time anyway.

But the southeast remained the same, and there was no sign of reinforcements arriving.

Lu Xiangsheng turned his head to look ahead, and in his ears was the constant sound of horns in the Qing army's formation, and the Qing army was gathering the next wave of offensive.

Through the broken camp wall and the corpses all over the ground, what can be seen everywhere you see is the layers of Qing army foot cavalry.

Swords and guns are like forests, swords and spears are like hemp, and flags cover the sky and the earth.

The banner of black pressure continued to surge in the wind, and the tassels on the helmets of countless soldiers in the Qing army's large array rolled like wheat waves.

After the Qing army's large array, the deafening sound of artillery rang out again, and one after another the shells pierced the air with a sharp roar, whistling and smashing the generals.

"Get to safety!"

The artillery battle broke out again, and Lu Xiangsheng held the sword in his hand and gave the order to retreat.

During the artillery battle, the infantry standing near the battery did not play a role at all, and only suffered losses in vain and damaged morale.

The shelling was a signal, a signal for the Qing army to complete the whole team.

After several hours of fierce battles, the Qing army's tactics were almost like formulas.

First, the artillery bombarded indiscriminately, and then the infantry slowly advanced, and after reaching a certain distance, the Qing artillery would stop bombarding, because there was already a possibility of accidental injury.

After the artillery stopped, the Qing army launched an attack with a shield cart.

Not far away, the armor soldiers of the Qing army have already reassembled, and the dense Qing army auxiliaries have been pushing layers of shield carts and wooden shields to rush up.

Behind the shield carts were countless lightly armored archers armed with bows and arrows, and behind those archers were heavy armor wearing heavy armor and holding sharp blades as dead soldiers.

Most of those heavy armor were armed with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and their bodies were strong and fierce.

These heavy armors of the flags used as dead soldiers, they are also Jurchens, but in a sense, they are not Jurchens, because they belong to the savage Jurchens.

The Jurchens belong to the fishing and hunting people, the distribution area is vast and loose, and the Ming court artificially divided the Jurchens into "three major departments", namely Jianzhou, Haixi, and Savage.

Nurhachi belongs to the Jianzhou Department, and the Haixi Jurchen and the Jianzhou Jurchen are very close to each other, with similar cultures and the same language.

Later, when the Jianzhou Jurchens Nurhachi rose, they broke out a large-scale war with the Jianzhou Jurchens in order to resist Nurhachi's annexation.

However, in the later Battle of Gulshan, the nine-part coalition army led by Yeh was defeated by Nurhachi, and it was merged.

The distribution range of savage Jurchens is very remote and very wide, even the Jianzhou Jurchens and Haixi Jurchens are not necessarily familiar with them, and some tribes are even different in culture and language, and their development is very backward and more primitive.

Even the name of the savage Jurchen was placed on the head of the Ming Dynasty, and they themselves did not consider themselves to be Jurchens.

Many Qing Dynasty people had the drama of assigning prisoners to be slaves in armor.

In the beginning, the armored people here refer to these savage Jurchens who served as dead soldiers.

Although the status of the savage Jurchen is very low, after all, they are Jurchens, and they are more fierce than the Jurchens of Jianzhou and Haixi, so they are quite valuable in the eyes of the banner owners.

But now, these armored men have been pushed to the front.

Although Lu Xiangsheng did not know the situation of the armored people in the Qing army, he could see that the soldiers discharged by the Qing army this time were obviously more and more elite than the previous times.

After Lu Xiangsheng led the army all the way back to safety, he immediately climbed to the central lookout used to observe the situation on the battlefield.

After climbing the lookout and seeing the scene, Lu Xiangsheng's heart sank directly to the bottom.

He saw that just behind those armored people were a large number of Qing army horse infantry armor riding war horses, and there were even more people and horses wearing armor to the guard camp heavy cavalry.

"Three hours, three full hours, 40,000 troops fighting 9,000 people, you can't gnaw down the outer camp wall!! It was also washed out three times!! Three times in full!! ”

Dolgon's face was hideous, and he slammed the whip on a general who was kneeling not far in front of him, and roared.

"Drag it down, slash!!"

Dorgon lifted a kick and knocked it to the ground.

It is not to blame that Dolgon was angry, and he gathered a total of more than 40,000 people, four times the size of the Ming army.

Whether it is the number of people, artillery, or armament, it is stronger than the Ming army.

Moreover, the Ming army was still under siege and fell into the trap he set.

I thought it was a devastating battle, but it turned out to be a frustration again and again, and after three full hours, I didn't even gnaw down the positions on the periphery of the Xuan army, how not to be angry.

The surrounding military schools were furious when they saw Dolgon, and no one dared to come forward to persuade them.

"Slash!!"

With Dolgon's roar, the Mongolian Blue Banner Lama had already landed on the ground.

"Whoever fights again will be the end!"

Dolgon's expression was cold, his whip in his hand, and he looked around at the generals who were kneeling around him tremblingly.

"Take his head, hang his head in public, let everyone see, what kind of fate is it to escape?!"

This battle meant a lot to him, and if he didn't win, the prestige he had built up over the years would fall to the bottom.

Anyone can lose this battle, but he can't lose.

He had to win this battle, and he had to win beautifully and wonderfully.

Only by winning this battle will he have a chance to maintain his position, continue his plans, and achieve ...... His ambition ......

"As soon as the cannons stopped, the drums of war were beaten, and the drums of the march did not stop, no matter who it was, they were not allowed to retreat for me!"

Dolgon's voice was cold, as terrifying as if it were coming from beneath the Nine Shadows.

"This time, I want Lu Xiangsheng's head!!" ”

"Kill all these Nikans for me!!"

"Kill !!"

The artillery behind the Qing army's large array had already stopped their roaring, and the deafening shouts of killing also came from the Qing army's large array.

The Qing troops in the south, north, and west shouted in unison, lined up in large formations, and pushed shield carts to attack the Xuanda army camp in Jiazhuang again.

A large array of 30,000 Qing troops pressed from three sides at the same time, with more than 10,000 people on each side, almost filling Lu Xiangsheng's entire field of vision.

The distance of 100 steps was approaching in an instant, and the Xuanda army fought according to the battalion, relying on the batteries to line up, and arranging chariots to take over the battalion.

The Qing army pressed like a tide, approaching a distance of nearly forty paces, a large number of arrows swept into the air, and a large amount of white smoke rose from the position of the Xuan army.

A large number of bloody arrows were splashed in the formations of both sides, and there were constantly miserable howls, and people continued to fall, and then they never stood up again.

The artillery on the remaining batteries in the camp of the Xuan army roared angrily again.

The huge projectile smashed through the shield cart of the Qing army in front, rolled into the crowd, and ploughed out the blood gully.

Perhaps they also know that the fire at this distance, the Ming army has artillery to help, and they will suffer after all.

The rapid sound of the marching drums sounded from the large array of the Qing army, and the shouts of killing like a tsunami of mountains and tsunamis sounded almost simultaneously with the sound of the marching drums.

"Kill!!"

Like a tide, the heavy armor of the Qing army poured out from behind the shield cart, forming a monstrous wave and rushing straight towards the Xuan army.

In the blink of an eye, a large number of Qing troops had rushed to the front of the Xuan army, and those chariots that had lost their artillery could not resist their footsteps at all.

They leaned on each other in twos and threes, and rushed straight to the large array of the army behind the chariot in the sound of hurried drums.

"Kill!"

In the military formation of the Xuan army, countless soldiers also shouted in unison, and his voice was even louder than that of the Qing army.

There was no fear or timidity on their faces, only endless anger.

There was generosity in his eyes the courage to die, with an indomitable momentum.

In the shouting and killing of the mountains and tsunamis, the two armies were already close to each other, and countless armored soldiers of the Qing army rushed into the gun array of Xuanda one after another.

The smell of blood was already in the middle of the battle in an instant.

Torrential blood flowed from the bodies of the fallen soldiers, and the verdant grass was stained with blood a strange red.

Jiazhuang is like a huge flesh mill, crushing countless people into flesh and bones.

This once unknown village is destined to be known to the world.

A little late, didn't pay attention to the time, there is an update today

(End of chapter)