Zhang Cheng knew that after the third and fourth teams fled, he and the more than 100 soldiers around him would be offline kites, with no hope of receiving any support. Similarly, Agudamu's Mongolian team also lost hope of survival.【】
Seeing his subordinates so useless, like timid rats, Zhang Cheng wished he could kill himself with his sword. A sense of shame surged into his heart. As a captain, he always thought that his soldiers were all good people. When he met
When he was an old brother serving in the First Regiment, he always told the other party unambiguously that his soldiers were no worse than those you led. But now the collective retreat of the two teams made him feel like he was slapped in the face.
However, Guan Ning's army had an organized rout for the first time since its establishment, and it was a rout that determined the outcome. He never thought that such a shameful thing would happen to the team he led.
Forget it, just die here. Even if I am lucky enough to save my life, what will I do to see the regiment commander, the division commander, and those old brothers? Zhang Cheng is despairing of all thoughts, and the desire to die is filling his heart, and the battle continues.
With things like this and his subordinates being so humiliated, he no longer had the courage and confidence to live.
The officers and soldiers surrounding Zhang Cheng were also shaken by the defeat of the third and fourth teams. Surrounded by the Rakshasa cavalry, their only hope was that the rear army arrived in time, but now the rear army had escaped.
They had to think about when they would lose their lives under the sabers of the Rakshasa people. Escape was impossible. They were surrounded by Rakshasa cavalry on all sides. Although their offensive power dropped a lot, fools also knew that these
The Rakshasa people no longer regard them as their main opponents. The Rakshasa people now just want to surround them, just like a cat playing with a mouse, slowly tormenting them until the end, and they have no way to do this, they can only let it go.
No hope of escape.
The soldiers' eyes slowly turned gray, and the vitality gradually dimmed in everyone's eyes. They knew that they would not be able to leave alive.
The infantry who just ran away when the cavalry chased them were just cattle and sheep to be slaughtered. It was true that the army was defeated like a mountain. More than two hundred soldiers scurrying with their heads in their hands rushed into the river, either running to the bank or along the river.
As they ran, no one dared to muster up any courage to stop. They just wanted to run, as far as possible. The screams of their companions behind them did not inspire them to fight to the death, but made them run faster.
Two feet are no match for four hooves. In a short time, dozens of corpses of Guan Ning Army infantry fell on both sides of the river. The blood dyed the river red, and dozens of corpses floated slowly downstream under the wash of the river.
go.
Sver led the Cossack soldiers as if they were in human territory, and no longer needed to gather together. They were just distributed in different areas, looking for every Qing nationality who was escaping in front of them. At this moment, they only saw human heads and nothing else. Those
The Qing infantry who fled were like cattle and sheep grazing on the grassland, so docile and obedient.
After following the fleeing Qing infantry for four to five hundred meters, Sver suddenly heard a loud shout from the front, and then saw another infantry group of the Qing team slowly moving this way in more than a dozen rows.
"Those who retreat will be killed and pardoned!"
After drinking, the two men just ran away and ran into the soldiers in front of Zuo Mingnan. Their heads were chopped off by him like rubber balls and fell to the ground.
"go ahead!"
After the murder, Zuo Mingnan didn't stop taking a step forward, keeping an unhurried pace and slowly walked forward without showing a trace of expression on his face, which was so cold that people were frightened. The tragic defeat of Zhang Cheng's third brigade ahead
He knew it clearly and was anxious in his heart, but he could only control the pace of the troops. He must not let the last brigade be crushed like the third brigade, otherwise he would have no chance of defeating the Rakshasa cavalry.
nor.
The training he received in the Wu Army in his early years made Zuo Mingnan extremely calm at this time. Ten meters, twenty meters, fifty meters... Zuo Mingnan gained some confidence after catching a glimpse of the soldiers advancing at a regular pace out of the corner of his eye.
As long as the Rakshasa musketeers do not come, he is still confident that he can repel the Rakshasa cavalry attack. After all, he has a complete brigade of troops, and the Rakshasa cavalry has lost one-third of its strength.
After killing for such a long time, the combat effectiveness can be reduced.
Killing those who retreat is to tell the soldiers who are still running away about military law; maintaining the orderly pace of the team's advance is to tell yourself that only relying on the array can repel the Rakshasa people. Zuo Mingnan constantly adjusted the speed of advancement to allow the soldiers to reach the end from the beginning.
Maintain a complete formation at the end. Only the collective strength can defeat the cavalry. Zuo Mingnan warned himself that any individual heroic behavior is vulnerable in front of the cavalry. When the division commander defeated Luo Mingnan at Songshan Fort,
The brake cavalry benefited from the small number of opponents, but now, with hundreds of opponents, the miracle of the division commander would never happen again.
When they arrived at the advancing third group, the fleeing soldiers from the two groups rushed toward them one after another as if they were saviors. However, when they saw two of their companions being chopped off by the captain's knife, they were stunned. In their dazed moment
, a dozen soldiers were chopped down to the ground by the rushing Rakshasa people, and the remaining people woke up. However, at this time, running forward would mean death, and running backward would also lead to death, but they didn't know what to do.
After a brief hesitation, Lahu, the captain of the third team, suddenly turned around and rushed towards the Rakshasa cavalry. Seeing him like this, more than 20 of his soldiers subconsciously followed suit. Pei Dagang, the captain of the fourth team, did not want to
Run, now that the commander of the company has personally led the troops, he suddenly gained confidence and turned back in the direction of Lahu. When the two captains took the lead, the commander in front of him had a long knife that was still bleeding, and there were fifty or sixty soldiers.
They began to turn around and fight back. However, there were also twenty or thirty people who chose to run to both sides, neither forward nor backward, but chose to run to the gaps on both sides. Zuo Mingnan ignored them, and Sver also did the same.
Ignore it.
The Cossacks who were chasing them did not expect that another group of Qing troops would come from more than a mile away, nor did they expect that the Qing natives who were fleeing in embarrassment would dare to turn around. There were a few Cossacks who ran too fast.
Leng Buding was hit by cold arrows shot by the Qing infantry. They didn't even have any leather armor. Under the dual effects of the arrows and the speed of the horses, they fell from their horses with a "plop". The war horses killed a man whose feet were wrapped around the saddle.
The Cossacks dragged forward for sixty or seventy meters before stopping. Seeing this, the other Cossacks quickly turned their horses and no longer pursued the fleeing Qing soldiers, but moved closer to Sver.
"Brothers! Master Qianhu is here to save us. Hold on, you must hold on!"
Zhang Cheng arrived at the fourth brigade, which was pressing on him, and also became the commander of the unit. He couldn't contain his excitement. Although he wanted to die, he had to be responsible for the more than a hundred subordinates around him, and he had to take them out no matter what.
, as for what the division commander and Qianhu would do with him afterwards, it was up to them, whether they wanted to kill him or chop him into pieces. His impulse had already killed hundreds of subordinates, and even if he died a hundred times, it would be difficult to atone for his sin.
Agudamu also came to Zuo Mingnan, who was approaching. There were more than twenty people beside him. Out of the instinct of survival, he still cheered for his subordinates and led them to survive the Rakshasa attack.
Coping with it.
"Are the people of the Qing Dynasty out of their minds?"
Leonid dismissed this Qing infantry approaching in formation, thinking that you have already lost half of your troops. If the opposing commander is a smart man, he should retreat immediately. Maybe in that case, they can still
We can save some troops, but now the opponent is all pressing forward, which is simply incomprehensible. Do you think that lining up in lines can stop the pace of death? No, you are too naive, you can't stop me at all.
A strike from the tribe!
Sver gathered the scattered tribesmen, with nearly a hundred people beside him. He first ordered the tribesmen to keep a distance from the Qing soldiers. He was thinking and waiting for his cousin's order. Just as Leonid was
While thinking about how to kill the approaching Qing infantry, the musketeers commanded by Vasil suddenly opened fire from Dujigensk City behind them.
"Do the Russians want to come and take my credit?" Leonid didn't appreciate the sudden reinforcements from the Musketeers. He angrily thought that Vasil, a villain, wanted to take away his war credit. His people were already dead in the battle.
Two hundred people, now is the time for him to deliver the final fatal blow to the Qing team. At this critical moment, the Russians want to take away his credit. It is simply a shame!
Just as Leonid cursed Vasil loudly, the tribesmen around him pointed to the woods in the southeast and shouted in panic: "Cavalry, so many cavalry!"