With the help of the common people, the Chinese army dug a 400-meter-long trench on the entire front before dark. Because it was close to the river, the river water seeped into the trench from the ground, and the blood of the day's battle slowly gathered into the trench.

In the water, in front of the entire position, there seemed to be a river of blood.

After the trench was built, the common people took out various wood products from their homes and helped the Chinese army build another wooden fence along the trench.

By the time all this was done, it was already dark.

When the moon is dark and the stars are sparse, the night is so dark that one cannot see even one's fingers, and the blazing fire of the Chinese army's sentry can't shine even three meters away.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Wan Jun asked the villagers to lead the way, ordered a troop of soldiers and horses in the dark, pushed several rocket launchers, and prepared to attack the enemy camp at night.

From the west side of Shuanggou Town, a group of people pushed the rocket cars around the ditch. After advancing for a mile, they fixed several rocket cars and prepared to launch towards the Qing army camp with a few fires in the distance.

Suddenly, a "bang" gunshot was heard, followed by the sound of the Chinese Army's alarm horn, and then the shouts of killing came from the direction of the Chinese Army's camp.

It was hard to see clearly in the darkness, but I could only hear many people shouting, "Exposed, light a torch and kill us!"

In the darkness of the night, suddenly, like magic, flashpoints appeared one by one, and it turned out that the Qing army was also making a sneak attack in the dark.

The Qing army has always had the habit of attacking enemy camps at night. When they first fought against the Ming army, they succeeded in night attacks many times.

Soon, a large torch was lit in the distance, and the sound of gunshots, bows, roars, screams, and many sounds of falling water were heard in the direction of the Chinese military camp.

Wan Jun said, "No, the barbarians were defeated miserably during the day, and they dared to attack the camp at night."

Soon a burst of artillery fire erupted from the Chinese military camp. It was the sound of the ten small cannons. The wooden fence was also set on fire and a raging fire was lit. The fire illuminated the entrance of the camp, and many figures were mixed together to fight.

The barbarians lit the ends of their arrows on fire and threw them towards the Chinese military camp. The dense rockets ignited many places, and screams continued to burst out.

Fortunately, the trenches dug before dark blocked the impact of the Qing army's troops. The Chinese army gradually reacted and continuously counterattacked the Qing army.

Wan Jun said, "The enemy suddenly attacked the camp. We can't do anything when we go back. Without further ado, we can only disrupt the situation and buy time for the army. One group of people is left to fire rocket launchers as planned, and the rest are divided into two groups and follow me towards

The enemy charged diagonally from behind."

After saying that, Wanjun drew his sword and took the lead in rushing towards the Qing soldiers who were attacking at night.

Rushing closer, Wan Jun took the lead and shouted loudly, "You are surrounded, kill!"

Immediately, Wan Jun slashed at the nearest Qing soldier with a sword. The firelight illuminated the soldier's face, and a look of panic froze on his face. As the sword slashed across his neck, his eyes quickly lost their brightness.

"Kill!" The two groups of people following Wan Jun shouted together!

Suddenly, shouts of killing broke out from behind, disrupting the formation of the barbarians. Someone shouted, "We are surrounded, run away."

Wanjun couldn't tell whether it was the Qing soldiers shouting or the shouts of his own people, so he just led his men to rush in and kill them. In the night, the firelight flickered, and he couldn't see clearly. All he could see was that he was wearing Qing soldiers' uniforms and had money rat tails.

Some of the braided soldiers charged forward, some turned around and fled, and some came to attack them head on.

The torches were dotted, and it was like a dream. Wan Jun felt like he was back in the endless starry sky.

There was just a leisurely flash of fire, and the Qing soldiers with ferocious faces in front of them roared and brandished their swords from time to time, only to be chopped down to the ground again.

Suddenly, there was a scream beside him, and a Qing soldier fell to the ground. Wan Jun turned around and saw that a soldier following him had stabbed a Qing soldier to death.

"This guy wants to sneak attack you!" the soldier spat.

Wan Jun nodded to him, turned around, and suddenly tripped over a corpse. Wan Jun stumbled to the ground, grabbed a handful with his greasy hands, and was about to stand up when there was a "clang" sound, and two

Cut the weapons together at Wanjun's side.

Someone grabbed Wan Jun and said, "Sir, are you okay?"

Wan Jun took a closer look and saw that it was Ji Chuanhu who had pulled him up. If the soldier hadn't blocked the sword just now, he would have been hacked to death.

While fighting the enemy, the soldier said, "Sir, retreat quickly, it seems that he is the Tatar's personal guard!"

The two fought together for a while, and unexpectedly several Manchus with broad faces and thick lips joined the battle group. Wan Jun and Ji Chuanhu fought with the Hu people together.

Suddenly there was a huge whistling sound in the air. The Manchurians stopped in horror and looked at the dense rockets in the air.

Wan Jun looked back and saw that several rocket launchers were being fired in preparation for a night attack. Dozens of rockets trailed flame trails and roared across the sky.

The firelight illuminated the battlefield here, and suddenly someone shouted, "The Tatars have escaped!"

The Tatars in front of them obviously lost their fighting spirit. Just when Wanjun was happy, Wanjun felt a sound of breaking through the air coming from behind.

At the critical moment, Wan Jun rolled forward, and with a "click", a big knife struck the position where Wan Jun was standing just now.

Before Wan Jun could get up, he struck again with his sword. The two blades intersected with a clang, and Wan Jun blocked the blow.

Wan Jun took a closer look by the firelight and saw an Eight Banners soldier wearing cotton armor. This Hu soldier had a fleshy face and looked at Wan Jun with a fierce look.

This Hu man was tall and very agile in his hands and feet. He babbled something in the Hu language towards the Manchus just now.

One of the barbarians pointed at Wan Jun and shouted in Chinese, "Don't worry about the others first, kill that person."

Several Hu soldiers came up to kill them together. All the troops felt was the wind of swords, and the Hu soldiers were wielding swords on all sides. Ji Chuanhu said, "No, these bastard Tatars bully the few with their numbers, I'm here to hold them back."

, Sir, leave quickly!”

The soldier just now also said, "Quickly leave, we're in trouble!"

Wan Jun said, "There is nowhere to go now. Concentrate on facing the enemy. Hold on, reinforcements are coming."

Fortunately, Wan Jun was born in the regular army, and his physical strength could keep up. He dodged a blade that slashed from the left, Wan Jun took an arrow step, slashed down from right to left with his broadsword, and killed a Hu soldier with one blow. Then he pushed the back of the knife with his left hand and held it.

Holding the blade of a knife that was cut off from the head, he raised his left leg and kicked forward, then slashed down with his right hand to kill the Hu soldier. This move was the "kick and chop" in the enemy's fist.

Two Hu soldiers were hacked to death in a row. Wan Jun was exhausted for a moment, and he was half a step too slow to dodge. A Hu soldier brandished a big sword and chopped it down. It was too late, but it was too fast. The soldier next to him rushed over and blocked the knife, but was immediately ordered to do so.

A barbarian stabbed him in the abdomen.

Over there, Ji Chuanhu hacked a man to death and suffered two stab wounds. Seeing that the army was in danger, he quickly approached.

At this time, the call of the Huaxia Army came from not far away, and someone shouted, "There are more over there, hurry up!"

Only then did Wan Jun notice that the large group of Hu soldiers and horses had already escaped, and the Chinese army had already killed them. Dozens of Chinese soldiers ran to Wan Jun's side. Ji Chuanhu was exhausted by this time and sat down on the ground.

, "Saved!"

Wan Jun's tense nerves also relaxed. When the barbarians on the opposite side saw the reinforcements arriving, they turned around and ran away. Wan Jun didn't care much. Looking at the soldier who fell on the ground, he saw a big hole in his abdomen, and a lot of blood and intestines flowed out.

, it’s already hopeless.

It's just that this soldier was not dead for a moment, his consciousness was still very clear, and he was holding Wan Jun's hand in pain

.

Wan Jun asked, "What else do you wish for? I will help you realize it."

The man said, "Your Majesty's wish is my wish."

After that, he took a breath of air and sighed, "It's just a pity that from now on, there will only be "one" of the "three dragons"!"

After losing his breath, Wan Jun suddenly remembered that this man was a hero from western Henan who had taken refuge with him at the San Province Inn together with Ji Chuanhu, known as the "Three Jiaos".

Wan Jun looked at the soldiers around him and asked, "Where are the musketeers?"

The soldier said, "The musketeers are behind."

"Damn it," Wan Jun said.

At this time, the dust of the night attack battle had settled, and Wanjun noticed that the flames of rocket bombardment in the distance were burning in the Qing army's camp.

After fighting for half the night, the army was unable to pursue them. Everyone returned to the camp to rest for a while. After dawn, they discovered that the battlefield last night had almost reached the camp and most of the wooden fence had been burned. The ditch was filled with corpses, and the blood in the ditch was already sticky.

thick.

The Huaxia Army was suddenly attacked last night. There were nearly two thousand casualties in the fighting at the camp gate. Fortunately, the Qing Army's night attack was repulsed and many more were killed during the chaos. During the day, the Huaxia Army was cleaning the battlefield, and there were still many injured who were not dead.

All the Qing soldiers were hacked to death by the inspecting soldiers.

In the morning, I reported back that the Qing army's camp had been burned down, and there were signs that the soldiers and horses had retreated to Xiangyang.

Wanjun discussed in the camp for a while and decided that the army would continue to Zaoyang and go southeast along the Dabie Mountains. The sick and wounded would be escorted to Dengzhou by a regiment.

The army repelled the Qing soldiers, rested for half a day in Shuanggou Town, and then calmly crossed the river.

After defeating the Qing army twice in field battles and night attacks, Wan Jun finally gained some confidence.

It seems that the Qing army is not invincible. As long as the tactics are appropriate and the military morale is available, it may not be impossible to fight the Qing army in the field.

When Wan Jun led the Chinese army to set off, Chen Budong brought dozens of local warriors with him.

"The Huaxia Army is really a hero. They actually defeated the Hu people. We also want to join the Huaxia Army!"

Wan Jun said, "Just protect the people of Shuanggou Town. When we defeat the barbarians, you can join the Chinese army."

Chen Budong said, "Sir, my brother Ah Men and his companions have hundreds of village warriors, enough to protect the villagers."

"Yes, we brothers think that the Huaxia Army is a real man, and we should follow suit to fight against the barbarians."

"Yeah, let's join in."

"There is no reason why we should join in after you have defeated the barbarians."

Wan Jun wanted to come, but the manpower in Wuchang was a bit weak, and there were still many fierce battles waiting for the Chinese army, so he agreed to Chen Budong and accepted these local warriors.

The army crossed the river and marched eastward for a day, arriving at Zaoyang in the evening. The defender of Zaoyang County was Sun Jiawei, the former official of the Ming Dynasty. After surrendering to the shun army, he became the magistrate of Zaoyang County. Now he has surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

Army, but within two years, three courts were changed, and he was still the magistrate of Zaoyang County.

Sun Jiawei was not a tough guy. When he saw the Chinese army approaching, he wanted to open the door and surrender according to his habit. However, now that the Qing army was powerful, he thought that this army could not defeat the Hu people, and he was also afraid of the Qing army's bad reputation.

Afraid that the Qing army would come back to punish him in the future, he could only lead people to guard the city gate in fear.

The Qing army left only one or two thousand soldiers. Sun Jiawei mobilized the people to go to the city gate to help defend the city. After thinking about it, he was afraid that the Chinese army would attack by force. If the city was breached, he would lose his head.

So while pretending to be defensive, several civilians were hung down from the city gate and sent a lot of grain and pigs to the Chinese army.
Chapter completed!