Li Zhi sat on his horse and looked at the Qing army arrayed in the distance, silently.
The Qing army in front of them seemed to be hesitating whether to attack Li Zhi. They formed a camp outside the city for a day and made no move. If Li Zhi retreated into the city, the Tatars would definitely not be able to attack the city and would have to leave. But in that case,
Pig farms and other peripheral facilities will be destroyed by the Tatars, not to mention the houses of the surrounding people, all of which will suffer.
This time, the Qing army headed straight from Jinan City to Fanjiazhuang. They just wanted to capture Li Zhi's lair as quickly as possible. They didn't even have time to cause damage along the way. The buildings in the villages and towns around Fanjiazhuang were still intact. Li Zhi was talking to the Qing army outside the city.
If you stand firm, you can protect the property of the people around you.
Li Zhi was observing the Qing army with a telescope on horseback, but he saw a cloud of smoke and dust billowing in the southwest, and three messengers riding fast horses from a distance. Li Zhi looked through the telescope and found that the three people were sent by Li Zhi to Lu Xiangsheng's army.
the messenger.
The three people and the scouts verified their identities and galloped to Li Zhi. Seeing Li Zhi, the three envoys couldn't help but shed tears. They jumped off their horses and knelt on the ground, shouting hoarsely:
"General, the governor and governor have died in battle in Julujiazhuang!"
Li Zhi was startled when he heard the news, and asked in a trembling voice: "How did the governor die?"
The three messengers raised their heads and said with blood-red eyes: "The governor was surrounded by Dongnu in Julu, and led the entire army out of the stronghold for a decisive battle. In the end, the artillery was exhausted, and the slave cavalry attacked the Chinese army in Jiazhuang. The tiger was so powerful that the commander-in-chief
He led his troops to resist the battle, but was defeated and retreated. The governor, Mai Xiaofu, rushed into the enemy formation with his sword and single-handedly killed dozens of Qing soldiers. In the end, he was hit by four arrows and three knives, and fell off his horse and died."
"Chen An, the general of the governor's department, was afraid that the Qing army would mutilate the corpse of the governor, so he lay on top of him and was shot by twenty-four arrows and died."
After saying these words, the messenger soldier fell on the ground and cried loudly.
When Li Zhi heard these words, he sighed and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.
Lu Xiangsheng died, and so did Chen An.
Only a few days after I left, the Qing army surrounded Lu Xiangsheng, who was short of soldiers. These damned Tatars and these damned Dongnu actually killed me, the mainstay of the Ming Dynasty.
Li Zhi was silent for a long time before he raised his head. He raised his sword and shouted: "Soldiers, the sky is unfair! Supervisor Lu Xiangsheng is dead. He died in Julujiazhuang after killing dozens of Dongnu.
Died in battle."
"Damn Dongnu, you killed our governor!"
The soldiers spread word of mouth about the death of the governor. When they heard the news of the death of the governor, the eyes of Li Zhi's 10,000 soldiers were blood red, and many of them shed tears. Governor Lu had no selfish motives and was dedicated to governing the country.
A well-organized army must rush to the front of the battle line to kill the enemy, but all the rewards from the emperor will be distributed to the entire army, which is the backbone of our Ming Dynasty. But such a loyal minister was framed by a treacherous minister and was killed by the Tatars in Julujiazhuang.
God is unfair, God is unfair!
The ten thousand soldiers poured all their hatred into the 30,000 Dongnu army in front of them.
Even the two thousand soldiers who had never served under Lu Xiangsheng were infected by the atmosphere of unity and were filled with righteous indignation.
Li Zhi angrily raised his sword and shouted loudly: "If the law of heaven is not enough, I will wait for a man to make up for it! The whole army will advance, kill Dong Nu, and avenge the governor!"
"Kill the slaves!"
Hearing Li Zhi's slave-killing roar, 12,000 tiger soldiers followed suit and shouted louder and louder.
"Kill the slaves!"
"Kill the slaves!"
"Kill the slaves!!"
The roars of more than 10,000 people resounded throughout the countryside. How could the Qing troops two miles away have ever seen such momentum? They didn't know why the Ming army was suddenly so powerful that they all panicked. Li Zhi's reputation had spread far beyond the Great Wall.
, at this time, the soldiers are so sad that they are sure to win, how can ordinary people stop it?
Engetu, the leader of the Eight Banners of the Mongolian Zhenghong Banner, was very panicked when he saw the Huben Division approaching. He took advantage of Yue Tuo who was in the formation and did not pay attention. He rode his horse and fled towards his own troops and horses. When he arrived at his Zhenghong Banner soldiers and horses,
, Ngetu shouted "Flee with me".
In a cloud of smoke and dust, Engetu fled with his two thousand Mongolian warriors.
Five hundred men from the Qing army rushed out to chase the deserters, but they could not stop the deserters' horses. After chasing for a while, they turned back helplessly.
Li Zhi's 12,000 Tiger Guards formed a phalanx, lined up 140 cannons in the front, and attacked the more than 20,000 Tatars unstoppably.
Engetu's escape obviously caused chaos in the Qing army. Yue Tuo began to suspect that the other Mongolian generals around him rose up and retracted their penyaras to surround the Chinese army, making a gesture to prevent the Mongolian nobles from escaping. This kind of unfairness
Believing in the arrangements of the Mongols, the Mongolian nobles were so angry that their faces were livid.
After Li Zhi's soldiers and horses were escorted a mile away, Yue Tuo stabilized his position and ordered the entire army to advance towards Li Zhi's Huben Division.
The military flags were waved and the horns were blasted. More than 20,000 Manchu and Mongolian troops stretched for several miles, howling loudly, and rushed towards Li Zhi's phalanx.
When Yue Tuo set up the formation, he used some tricks to let the 15,000 Mongolian soldiers charge in the front, and let the soldiers of the Eight Banners of Manchuria follow behind.
"Kill the slaves!"
At a distance of 250 meters, Li Zhi's 140 six-pound cannons were ignited by the gunner. More than 10,000 shotgun shells were fired at the Tatar soldiers whose hands were full of blood like blood flowers.
It was the judge's fireworks that bloomed one after another on the bodies of the Tatars in the front row, forming a single piece. The projectiles erupted by the black powder explosion were able to penetrate the two layers of Tatar bodies, causing serious damage to the Tatars in the front row.
Tragic killings.
With just one shot, one hundred and forty artillery pieces killed more than a thousand Mongolian Tatars.
The moment before the formation was filled with blood and mutilated limbs, mutilated corpses were everywhere. The Tatars were hit hard and all of a sudden panicked. Their feet were trembling and the soles of their feet were weak, so they slowed down the pace of the charge.
Yue Tuo of the Chinese army had known that he would be hit hard by the Ming army's artillery, but he was still shocked to see the tragic situation after the artillery attack: on the battlefield, the two-mile-wide front row of soldiers was almost completely wiped out, and nearly 30,000 soldiers were killed.
In front of the charging formation, a hole was punched out. The scene of blood flying everywhere looked like a massacre.
Yue Tuo gritted his teeth, reached into his skirt with his right hand, and subconsciously pinched his thigh, pinching his thigh until it turned blue without even noticing.
The Tatars, who were lucky enough not to be hit by the shotguns, finally walked fifty meters and rushed within the firing range of the Huben division's rifles. The front of the phalanx was now lined up in a three-stage attack formation, and each row on the front had a thousand soldiers.
When the trembling Qing army entered the 200-meter shooting range, the roars of the soldiers of the Huben Division rang out one after another.
"Kill the slaves!"
"Kill the slaves!!"
A thousand soldiers of the Huben Division shouted to kill the slaves, aimed at the Qing army and pressed the trigger. Amidst the crackling gunfire, the Mini rifle spit out tongues of fire, and thick fog emerged in front of the Huben Division's formation. In front of the Qing army
The rows of Mongolian Tatars fell down one by one like straw being cut by a sickle.
After the soldiers in the front row finished shooting, they withdrew from the right side. The soldiers in the back row were already ready and stepped forward to stand in the front row and start shooting for the second time.
"Kill the slaves!"
"Kill the slaves!!"
There was another crackle of gunfire, and pieces of Mongolian Tatars fell into a pool of blood like cannon fodder used to fill up the death zone in front of the formation. The two hundred meters in front of the formation turned into a morgue.
, filled with dead bodies in various postures. Some Tatars who were not dead screamed and moaned loudly, twitched, and pressed their wounds hard to try to stop the bleeding. Some Tatars with broken arms and legs even staggered to find their own
The severed limbs turned the front of the battle into a miserable Shura hell.
But the soldiers of the Huben Division were still shooting angrily.
