Anti Qing

Chapter 12 Flank Attack (Read More!)
On the plateau, in the ravines, the Dashun army dressed in white, blue, and black arrow uniforms shuttled non-stop, and the corpses piled up into hills.

In front of the Qing army's formation, there was a battlefield like Shura's hell.

Many soldiers of the Dashun Army were lying on the ground and howling, holding their knives and guns tightly in their hands, but the comrades who rushed up from the rear did not care about their lives at all.

There was no military doctor in the Dashun army, and they relied on crowd tactics in combat. Many casualties were caused by the wounded not being treated in time, and finally died on the battlefield.

Tulai, the leader of the Qing army, led the elite Manchurian guards to the east with lightning speed. The artillery battalion set up by Li Zicheng was directly dispersed before it could fire a few more shots.

At the same time, many new troops joined the Qing army, most of them were the Green Battalion of the Han Army, and there were also a small number of Manchurian Eight Banners.

During the battle, these Manchurian Eight Banners played more of a role in deterring the stable formation of the Green Battalion. Since entering the customs, they have rarely taken the lead in charging.

Nikan, dressed in armor with a red flag, walked towards the Chinese army.

Behind him were many Manchurian soldiers with red flags. The addition of these people rebalanced the battlefield that had been gradually tilted towards the Dashun Army.

The strong wind was blowing, and the dry road was faintly visible, and the rear of the Dashun Army was billowing with smoke and dust.

"Bang bang bang—!"

There was a rush of gongs ahead, and the Dashun army that had been attacking for a long time receded like a tide, leaving behind tattered corpses and clusters of knives, guns and arrows everywhere.

"King Huaishun fought bravely. After this battle, Ben Baylor will truthfully report to Prince Yu." Nikan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking up and down.

Geng Zhongming was drenched in blood, so naturally he had gone through a bloody battle.

Hearing this, he was overjoyed, and recalled the scene where Duoduo praised him in front of everyone after the war.

"Slave Xie Belle please take credit!"

He was about to say some more polite words, but he saw that Nikan who had just arrived on the battlefield had turned his head and looked forward with a solemn expression.

"What's going on here?"

When Geng Zhongming's flattering words came to his lips, he was speechless and could only turn his head to look.

The wind gradually picked up, and the battle continued for two consecutive days. Pingchuan outside Jindou Pass was already covered with bones and devastated.

The sand and dust covered the rear formation of Dashun soldiers, causing Nikan to frown slightly, feeling bad in his heart.

Geng Zhongming observed for a while, but didn't notice anything unusual, and said with a smile.

"With the support of Baylor's army, the rogues knew they were invincible and retreated. This is the sixth time today. Baylor doesn't have to worry."

Nikan didn't reply, he still stared at the wind and sand all over his eyes for a while, then raised his horsewhip.

"The weather has changed, get on the shield car!"

"Beware of bandit raids!"

After Nikan arrived in the Chinese army, he didn't tell Geng Zhongming much, and almost under the subtle influence, he directly took over the entire command of the Qing army.

Even Geng Zhongming himself was willing to come in second.

Not only because of Nikan's status as a clan in the Qing Dynasty, but also because Nikan himself was brave and good at fighting. After entering the customs, he also made outstanding military achievements among the new generation of Eight Banners.

"Now that the rogues are withdrawing, shouldn't our army pursue the victory?"

Geng Zhongming was a little puzzled and asked hesitantly.

Nikan glanced to the side, his tone indifferent.

"King Huaishun has a lot of experience in front of the battle, didn't you find that the bandits suddenly retreated so completely, is there something wrong?"

Geng Zhongming suddenly realized this, and looked up.

The battlefield that had been fiercely fought for a long time was abnormally quiet at this moment, the deafening shouts of killing disappeared, and even the sound of rumbling footsteps disappeared completely.

The Qing soldiers in front of the formation were also holding rattan light knives, panting, looking into the smoke and dust ahead while resting.

"Shh-!"

In the smoke and dust, there were suddenly several screams piercing through the air.

Countless long spears shining with cold light shot out from the smoke and dust. The rattan players in front of the Qing army had been exhausted after fighting fiercely for a long time, and a large number of them were killed all at once.

Even many Qing soldiers who were pushing the shield chariot were caught off guard and fell to the ground crying, bleeding.

"rumble."

There was a rush of horseshoes, and the ground under the feet that had been so silent just now trembled violently, and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.

In front of the Qing army's formation, many Dashun veterans riding on horses suddenly appeared.

Liu Zongmin stared at his big eyes like copper bells, holding a short-handled pick knife with a little bit of cold light, and using his horse's momentum, he ruthlessly stabbed into the body of a Qing army green battalion in front of him.

The green battalion was pushed to the ground and dragged several steps away, leaving a bright red bloodstain on the yellow sand, and as the pick knife was pulled away, a deep and bottomless scar suddenly appeared on his chest and abdomen.

Blood flowed slowly from the wound, and it was obvious that he couldn't survive.

Behind Liu Zongmin, tens of thousands of cavalry rushed in like a surging tide, and the Qing army formation that had been maintained for a long time collapsed in an instant.

The screams, the neighing of the horses, and the sound of horseshoes trampling on the corpses to crush the bones are intertwined to form a poignant picture.

"It's over, it's over!"

"How could it collapse so quickly? What are these Han dogs doing?"

Nikan held the broad-bladed wild goose-wing saber in his hand, his eyes were full of shock, the bandits' cavalry was rushing towards him like a torrential river.

Before the shield chariot could be pushed to the front line, it was scattered by the bandits' cavalry. The green battalion players in the first few rows couldn't maintain their formation, and more and more bandits rushed to the middle army of the green camp on horseback.

The wind was so strange that it just covered up the mobilization of the cavalry by the thieves, so that even Nikan was too late to judge and pushed the shield car forward too late.

Nikan knew in his heart that it was only a matter of time before the formation was broken.

He held the rein tightly with one hand, and turned his eyes back.

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

The Qing army in the rear had no cover, and the bandits on the horse took advantage of the charging momentum to easily cut wounds on their bodies.

This is not over yet, this cavalry charge has three layers.

Nikan's order was issued to the Eight Banners of Manchuria around him, and the more than a thousand Manchu Eight Banners he brought with him all led horses, making it easy to retreat.

But in order to cover the retreat of the Eight Banners of Manchuria, the [-] Green Battalion could not be abandoned.

In this battle, Li Zicheng had gambled his money. All those who could ride horses in the Dashun army had already got on their horses without any reservations. Even the mules carrying supplies were taken out of the pass.

The tens of thousands of cavalry, led by the veteran cavalry led by Liu Zongmin, rushed into the Qing army's formation like thunder, taking advantage of the sudden wind.

Although the vast majority of Dashun cavalry is far from being called "cavalry", their equestrian skills are not superb, and they do not have sharp knives and well-protected armor dedicated to horses.

Even many of the Dashun cavalry following at the end were not riding horses, but riding mules carrying supplies.

Standing on the west slope, Li Zicheng was overjoyed to find that even the elite Manchu guards who had defeated the artillery battalion on the east hill were also retreating.

In front of the Qing army, the corpses of the soldiers and horses thrown all over the ground, most of them were the elite riders that Li Zicheng relied on to make a fortune, which made Li Zicheng feel distressed for a while.

I don't know how long it will take for these veteran soldiers to stock up.

I hope the result of today's battle is worthy of such damage!
Tens of thousands of cavalry came rumblingly, and the pressure of the Qing army was all on the leading Lao Ben Jingqi, who suffered a lot of damage, but the rogue cavalry in the rear hardly encountered any obstacles.

They only need to wave their knives and guns after the wave, and they can see one after another Qing army green battalion die in their hands.

The scene of tens of thousands of horses galloping is enough to defeat anyone's fighting spirit to resist, especially these Qing troops are still the green camp that was dragged into battle as cannon fodder.

After the Green Battalion was dispersed in the front line, the Chinese Army put up weak resistance after part of the Manchurian Eight Banners ordered them to turn back, but it was still on the verge of collapse.

"It's three walls, the bandits are here to do their best!!"

Geng Zhongming yelled like crazy. He turned his head and found that the Manchurian Governor's team in the rear had been retreating slowly under the leadership of Berenikan with the red flag.

"damn it!"

"These Qing dogs are usually compared to warriors, and the subordinates who killed Lao Tzu didn't even bat an eyelid, and now they run faster than rabbits!"

The Eight Banners of Manchuria had already retreated, and without hesitation they left behind the nearly [-] Green Battalions who were still resisting in the front line. Naturally, Geng Zhongming would not wait to die.

He turned his horse's head and galloped backwards.

But the situation behind them was not optimistic either. The Dashun army had a large number of people, and there were loud shouts of killing everywhere.

The rear of Duoduo's yellow dragon banner was full of artillery fire, and from time to time, several fire dragons shot up into the sky and poured into the Qing army formation.

The Qing army in the smoke, no matter the Eight Banners of Manchuria or the Green Battalion of the Han army, all had weak hands and feet. Obviously, the Shun army near the gully was throwing non-blocking guns again.

The Qing army was in chaos, and Duoduo's Huanglong banner had already begun to retreat westward to the camp.

The remaining rogues near the gully gathered all their firearms to attack the same place as Liu Zongmin's three-wall cavalry.

Those Manchurian Eight Banners who were originally majestic and murderous, retreated in the direction of the big camp in an orderly manner when they saw the collapse of the green camp.

When Geng Zhongming was still hesitating whether to retreat, Duoduo's yellow dragon banner had already moved hundreds of steps to the west.

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