The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 241 Tears
Pity the water on the edge of Juegu Village, the blood turns into ice and the spring does not return.

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

The sound of drums from the two armies merged together, causing chaos on the entire battlefield.

The dead soldiers of the Qing army who rushed into the battle wore heavy armor, and their swords were impenetrable.

But Xuanda's spearmen in the front line were also wearing heavy armor. They wore iron armor inside and a thick cotton coat, making them impenetrable to knives and arrows.

The formation of the Qing army was completely entangled with that of Xuan Dajun.

All kinds of weapons were brandishing in front of the formation. Amidst the loud shouts of killing, the soldiers on both sides desperately waved their spears and broadswords, and kept stabbing forward, trying their best to kill them. former enemy.

The dense spears gleamed with a cold metal light, and they were swallowing and puffing in clusters, quickly harvesting human lives.

At this point in the battle, the soldiers on both sides have completely fallen into madness.

The Qing army had the upper hand and was determined to win.

They didn't dare to retreat, because behind them were armored soldiers holding sharp knives, and if they retreated, they would die.

The Ming army was at a disadvantage, but had the heart to die.

They can't retreat, because they have no way to retreat, surrounded by siege, alone and helpless.

They didn't want to retreat either. What they saw along the way was devastation, mourners everywhere, and countless compatriots who died with regret.

The court can't forgive them, the country can't forgive them, but the governor can forgive them, and the people can forgive them.

The food they ate was saved for them by the people of the three prefectures who endured hunger and hunger, how could they return it? !
The two armies were entangled in fierce fighting and fell into a cruel tug-of-war.

Time is like a white horse passing through the gap, passing rapidly in the fighting on the battlefield.

Fighting with cold weapons will rapidly consume one's physical strength. The front line of the confrontation between the Ming and Qing armies is all soldiers wearing heavy armor. for huge.

"Kill slaves! Kill slaves!"

The shouts of killing slaves continued to be heard in the Ming army formation.

At first it was just a few people shouting, but after a while, more and more people joined the shouting sequence.

The cries of killing the slaves became louder and more intense, one wave after another, one wave higher than the other, and finally reached the sky above, almost piercing through the clouds!

"Slave Killing!"

There was a sea of ​​people all over the field, and the armored soldiers of the Qing army kept falling down in the front line, but more armored soldiers of the Qing army with distorted expressions were still swarming in.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!"

The sound of arrows piercing through the air continued, and the lightly armored archers in the Qing army continued to bend their bows and set arrows to support their own armored soldiers who were fighting fiercely in the front line.

The archers behind the Ming army were also not to be outdone, and they continued to fight back when they drew their bows and shot arrows.

On the watchtowers and inner camp walls that hadn't collapsed in the rear, bursts of gunpowder smoke rose with deafening explosions, and the Lumi musketeers among the Ming army also opened fire.

The Lumi blunderbuss was so powerful that the three-coin lead bullet flew over a distance of sixty or seventy steps in an instant, easily tearing the armor of those armored soldiers of the Qing army.
After that, they continuously deformed and disintegrated in their bodies, and rolled around in the liver and intestines, making a mess inside.

Under the action of the cavity effect, the blood of the wounded spewed out of the body along the holes created by the rolling lead bullets, and blood arrows of various forms continuously emerged in the formation of the Qing army.

In front of the formation of the two armies, crimson waves continued to rise in the turbulent tide, and the screams of slander were endless.

The Qing army swarmed in from three fronts, and more and more places began to be opened up.

Gaps on all sides of the camp kept appearing, but soon someone would plug those gaps.

Yang Guozhu, who was guarding the right wing in the north, was still able to persist, but the Hu Dawei army, who was guarding the left wing of the southern camp, was retreating steadily.

This is not because of Hu Dawei's lack of ability, but because the main force and elite of the Qing army are almost concentrated in the direction of the South Camp.

Hu Dawei's banner has been standing in the direction of the front line, and he led the guards under his command to rush left and right, constantly rushing to help all parts of the front line.

"Slave Killing!"

The thundering roar of the Chinese army echoed continuously in Lu Xiangsheng's chest.

Lu Xiangsheng raised his head, his eyes passed over the front formation of the Chinese army, the front formation of the Qing army, and finally fell on the big silver banner in the rear formation of the Qing army.

Lu Xiangsheng's heart was clear, he knew that was the location of Jiannu's coach.

At this point in the battle, the time has come to this point, the army has run out of ammunition and food, the soldiers are starving, and they are already exhausted from running back and forth.

However, the Qing army was recharging their energy and recharging their energy to wait for a long time to work, and they had an advantage in numbers.

Since Sarhu, in every field battle to build slaves, the number of slaves has been defeated by the number, and the Qing army has an advantage in numbers in this battle.

Lu Xiangsheng knew very well that the chance of victory was extremely slim.

Gao Qi fled to Linqing far away, and could not be relied on.

But Sun Chuanting is far away from Zhending, beyond his reach.

He fought against [-] Qing troops with [-] lone troops.

The Qing army encircled many divisions, surrounded by soldiers three times, swarming like a tide, and sitting in an isolated camp was like sitting and waiting to die.

There is only a chance of life in the path of ten thousand deaths!
Take the middle camp of the Qing army directly, forcing the commander of the Qing army to retreat.

If it succeeds, it will be able to break through the front, relying on the momentum of triumphant advances, to break the siege on three sides.

If you fail, you have done your best and have no regrets in your heart.

"Blow the horn and gather troops."

Lu Xiangsheng raised the Shun Dao in his hand, and gave orders calmly.

He took the bridle handed by his personal guard, stepped on the stirrup lightly, and was already on the horse.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The sound of the horn sounded in response to the order, and it spread throughout Jiazhuang in an instant.

A group of personal guards also got on their horses one after another, each with a sword, bow and sword.

In Jiazhuang Village, the rest of the soldiers also responded to the call and lined up to give orders.

The battle in the front line has become intense, both sides have already fought a real fire, and a large number of soldiers die in Huangquan every minute and every second.

Lu Xiangsheng is holding the rein in one hand and holding a sword in the other. He is wearing bright armor, a bright iron helmet with a red tassel on his head, and a crimson civilian uniform, and he straddles the horse.

The banners of various colors in the formation of the Qing army in the distance kept flying in the wind and rain, flowing like a torrent.

Facing the Qing army that almost covered the entire field of vision, Lu Xiangsheng did not have the slightest fear in his heart.

Ma Tong was human, and the war horse under Lu Xiangsheng's seat, which had followed him for many years, just shook his head slightly, lowered his head, and snorted softly. It was ready to charge.

Lu Xiangsheng patted the neck of the horse under his seat lightly, and he had already made up his mind.

The low and desolate sound of the horn kept ringing under the watchtower, and the sound of messy horseshoes kept ringing behind Lu Xiangsheng. More and more armored cavalry gathered beside Lu Xiangsheng, and one after another, red banners stood behind Lu Xiangsheng. Constantly erected.

come on!
Lu Xiangsheng dropped the Shun Dao he had been holding until now, and took the Yanling Dao from the guard beside him.

"drive!"

Lu Xiangsheng let out a soft drink, and lightly kicked the horse's belly with his legs. The horse under his seat immediately hissed, and then started to move forward with all four hooves.

"Drive!" "Drive!"

A group of armored cavalry behind them also shouted immediately, driving their horses forward.

More shouts came from behind, and a group of armored cavalry followed in step.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes stomping on the ground suddenly sounded on the battlefield.

The ground made a dull sound under the trampling of horseshoes.

Lu Xiangsheng leaped forward, holding the Yanling knife in his hand tightly, pulling forward with all his strength, and issued the last military order before charging in an angry voice.

"Kill together!!!"

All the armored cavalry behind them raised their weapons high and responded to their governor with the loudest voices in their lives.

"kill!!!"

The crimson banners fluttered in the air and made hunting noises, and all the armored cavalry of the Ming army looked down on death as if they were home. They followed behind Lu Xiangsheng and swept towards the Qing army like a tide.

The iron armor was clattering, the wind and snow eroded the bones, and more than [-] armored cavalry of the Ming army rushed forward like a rolling stream of iron.

Lu Xiangsheng's movements were fully seen by Dorgon, and also by Duo Duo, who was in command of the front line, but at this time the lines were very chaotic, and they saw everything but couldn't stop it immediately.

He could only watch helplessly as Lu Xiangsheng led the armored cavalry through the gap between the formations and cut diagonally into the formation.

"Ugh——"

In the sound of rumbling horseshoes, the low sound of horns soared into the sky!

The spears and spears that were originally carried on the shoulders in the cavalry formation of the Ming army were flattened, and the sharp spears pointed directly at the terrified soldiers in the front of the Qing army.

Thousands of horseshoes with soil and blood flying around, and the spears are lined up like a moving steel forest.

The armored soldiers of the Qing army were indeed vicious, but no matter how vicious they were, they were still human.

People will be afraid, they will be afraid.

Facing the sharp lance in the hands of the knight on horseback, seeing the scene of tens of thousands of galloping horses, watching the tall war horses stepping forward, how can you not be afraid or frightened.

The Ming army in front of them is far stronger than any Ming army they have encountered before. Their pride and self-confidence have already been consumed by several hours of fierce fighting.

The Qing army on the right wing suffered from Lu Xiangsheng leading the armored cavalry to charge into the formation, and the morale of the army was completely disintegrated in an instant. Even the supervising and guarding troops behind them could not stop their defeat.

Lu Xiangsheng was driving the horse, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, his eyes were fixed on the silver-white banner in the front, as long as he could make the banner retreat, it would cause the Qing army to tremble and gain a chance to breathe , dampened the spirit of the Qing army.

As long as it can force that big banner to retreat...

As long as it can force that big banner to retreat!

……

only……

The formation of the Qing army was difficult to shake at all, and the silver-white banner not far from the line of sight showed no sign of moving at all.

Dorgon's eyes were cold, and he stared expressionlessly at the big red banner not far away.

Lu Xiangsheng has a lot of cavalry under his command, so he will naturally not be unprepared and leave this loophole. He has already made arrangements for this.

Lu Xiangsheng led the armored cavalry and crushed the battle formations of the Qing army one after another, but was soon overwhelmed by the Qing army coming in like a tide.

In the chaos, armored cavalry who followed Lu Xiangsheng into the battle fell off their horses and were submerged in the crowd.

The central army of the Qing army made the flag fly, and Dorgon continued to issue orders. Under his command, the huge army array was like a finger, and all the waves of offensives organized by Lu Xiangsheng were resolved.

As the sun slanted towards the west, the blood-red sunset gradually faded away, but the blood outside Jiazhuang did not show any signs of fading.

"call--"

Lu Xiangsheng exhaled foul breath, his eyes were blood red, the wind and snow confused his eyes,
The place where the blood was rushing violently before the charge was already numb.

His limbs and face were stiff, and they had already turned purple from the cold wind.

There was no joy on Lu Xiangsheng's face as he broke out of the encirclement.

Lu Xiangsheng rode on the horse and looked around the entire battlefield.

There were less than half of the five hundred armored cavalry who had followed him into the battle, and almost everyone was injured.

And the whole battlefield was in disarray. The wailing wailing of the dying, the roaring of the combatants, and the symphony of golden drums and horns all echoed in Lu Xiangsheng's ears, disturbing his mind into chaos.

The southern camp had already collapsed, and the Qing army broke through from the southern camp and charged straight in.

The army has collapsed, like the sky collapsed...

Surrounded by a hell-like scene, the army collapsed, even if the soldiers still had the heart to fight to the death, there was no way to stop the collapse.

Those elite armored cavalry in the Qing army had already entered the formation along the gap.

"Master."

Lu Xiangsheng followed the prestige, and he saw the bloody Hu Dawei.

Hu Dawei's body was covered with blood at this time, and his armor was already soaked. There were several feathered arrows on the armor, and there were scars all over it.

Hu Dawei was not to blame for the collapse of the Southern Camp. Hu Dawei had no more than [-] men under his command, and it was his best to be able to carry several times more enemy troops for such a long time.

"Although Jiannu has broken the formation, he hasn't closed the siege yet. He can still get away now. After the lowly position is the supervisor, after the death battle is over, please the supervisor go first!"

Hu Dawei took the reins of Lu Xiangsheng's horse and begged again.

"When the general dies, there is no end before."

Lu Xiangsheng shook his head slowly, the army was defeated and retreated, as the chief general, what face did he have to live in the world.

"Let's go. What Jiannu wants is my head, Lu Xiangsheng. Take advantage of this opportunity, and you may break out."

Lu Xiangsheng pulled back the reins, turned his head away, moved away from Hu Dawei's body, and turned to look forward.

Jia Zhuang was like a huge meat grinder, people kept filling it in, and people kept entering it, but soon disappeared without a trace, and everything turned into inactive minced meat and blood.

In front of the formation of the two armies, the dead were piled up to their knees. There were too many corpses on the ground, and the corpses almost covered the entire battle line.

Fiery blood pooled on the ground, and bursts of hot air rose from between the two bursts.

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes were blood red, and his heart was cut like a knife.

Those are his soldiers, those are his soldiers, those are all his soldiers! !

How can he, Lu Xiangsheng, have such a group of soldiers.

Lu Xiangsheng gritted his teeth tightly, holding the Yanling Saber tightly in his hand, his whole body was trembling.

Two lines of blood and tears dripped down his cheeks onto the bloody ground.

After all, there is no way to return to heaven...

So far, although I have regrets, I have no regrets.

Hu Dawei gritted his teeth, his expression changed several times, and finally he pulled the rein and turned the horse's head. He and the few dozen remaining servants under his command were also ready to follow Lu Xiangsheng forward.

Lu Xiangsheng raised the Yanling Saber in his hand and was about to give the final military order, but the sudden roar from behind his ears interrupted the prepared order.

"Om——"

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

One after another, the thick drums hit Lu Xiangsheng's chest like a heavy hammer.

Lu Xiangsheng's heart suddenly tightened, just because he was too familiar with the sound of the drum.

Lu Xiangsheng turned his head to look in the direction of the sound of the drum, and then froze on the spot.

On the northern horizon, a dazzling red tide undulated and danced like waves, and red banners appeared one after another before his eyes.

The rumbling sound swept from a distance, and in the field of vision, a brigade of Ming army cavalry was galloping from a distance.

The military music is loud and clear amidst the deafening battle drums, even though it is several miles away, it is still very clear.

"Everyone is united, the mountains... can be shaken!!"

　Half an hour late, I wrote Chapter 2 as soon as I woke up

　　
　
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