Li Xing put on the uniform of the division commander of the Huben Army and put on his hat.
Looking at his handsome appearance in the coat mirror, Li Xing was very satisfied and grinned.
He was about to set off for the military camp when he saw a regiment leader named Jiao Datang suddenly running outside the door, holding a large pile of letters in his hand.
"Uncle, people from all over Shandong have written so many letters to stop you from sending troops to contain the Jiangbei Army."
Li Xing frowned and said, "What nonsense? When did it become the turn of these ordinary people to dictate the movements of our Tiger and Ben army?"
The group leader spread the letters on the ground, picked out a dozen of them and said, "Uncle, a dozen of these letters are written in blood! They are really written in blood."
Li Xing was stunned, took the blood letter from the guard, looked at the outer cover of the dozens of blood letters, and cursed: "This must be something that the local newspaper in Shandong wrote that should not be written to incite the people."
Already."
The guard said: "The common people are worried that after the emperor's authority increases, he will use tricks to disintegrate one town and nine provinces."
Li Xing thought for a while and sat back on the chair.
"I don't want to send troops to help the emperor fight, but Brother Wang's military orders are overwhelming. How can I dare to disobey him?"
The regiment leader Jiao Datang said: "Uncle, do you want to send another telegram to ask the prince for instructions? Let the people protest in blood and ask the prince if he still wants to send troops."
Li Xing thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, let me ask Brother Wang again."
The regimental leader was overjoyed and went to send a telegram. Half an hour later, he ran back with a reply from Tianjin.
Li Xing took a look at the telegram and replied.
"Send troops according to the original plan without making any mistakes."
Li Xing sighed and said helplessly: "Brother Wang must be a loyal minister after all."
Looking at Jiao Datang, who was also frowning, Li Xing said: "Now we can only send troops, let's go!"
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On the sixth day of August, Cao Bianjiao hid in the trench and used a telescope to observe the Jiangbei Army under Yuezhou City with some confusion.
Everything was just as Cao Bianjiao imagined. The Jiangbei Army was indeed restrained by the Huben Army with 30,000 troops. In the end, only 30,000 troops were sent to support Yuezhou.
The Beijing Camp New Army successfully waited for 50,000 reinforcements. Now 100,000 Beijing Camp New Army surrounded the 60,000 Jiangbei Army, using trenches to block the connection between Yuezhou City and the outside world. According to Cao Bianjiao's plan, as long as he can trap
After a few months, Jiangbei Army's trench tactics failed.
However, Cao Bianjiao, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, also felt that the situation on the opposite side was a bit strange. When the New Army of the Beijing Camp dug trenches to surround the Jiangbei Army, the Jiangbei Army did not put up any resistance at all, and everything went on too easily.
Yang Guozhu stood next to Cao Bianjiao and said doubtfully: "Uncle, Wu Sangui entered Yuezhou City half a month ago. The Jiangbei Army should have resisted fiercely under Wu Sangui's command. But they have not made any moves these days, and they don't seem to care about us at all.
Whether to surround them."
"Uncle, I'm afraid there's some fraud involved!"
Cao Bianjiao took a breath and looked at Yuezhou City in the distance with some confusion. The Jiangbei Army was so calm about the siege of the New Army. Could it be that there really was a way to restrain this trench tactic.
However, the envoy of the King of Tianjin said that only the new artillery of the King of Tianjin could suppress the trenches. Did the Jiangbei Army learn from the new artillery of the King of Tianjin?
Cao Bianjiao couldn't help but become a little nervous.
Just as Cao Bianjiao was hesitating, a cannon shot suddenly sounded from Jiangbei Army's position.
I only saw a dark shadow flashing, and a small artillery shell drew a large parabola in the air, and landed with a thud outside the trench of the New Army in the Beijing Camp.
The small cannonball landed outside the trench, was silent for two or three seconds, and then exploded with a loud bang.
Seeing the cannonball explode, Cao Bianjiao's pupils suddenly shrank.
New artillery?
More cannon shells were fired from Jiangbei Army's position.
At first, dozens of artillery were firing, then hundreds, and then thousands of artillery were bombarding this direction. Small explosive shells weighing several kilograms were like hailstones, heading towards the Beijing camp.
The new army is coming over here.
Many shells were fired into the trench.
The Ming Dynasty attached great importance to firearms strategically. County towns in various places often had hundreds of small cannons. There were even more artillery of various types in big cities. Therefore, the Jiangbei Army collected tiger squat cannons and mortars and transformed them into mortars.
Success. In just one year, the Jiangbei Army acquired more than 4,000 "curved cannons."
When he came to Yuezhou this time, Wu Sangui brought 3,000 cannons.
The explosive shells set off a storm of iron and fire in the trench. Although the soldiers in the Beijing camp desperately tried to avoid the explosion of these shells, some soldiers who ran slowly were always hit. The iron slag inside the explosive shells was in the small space.
He swept through everything and killed one Beijing soldier after another.
Cao Bianjiao looked at the trench where the explosion shock waves were rising one after another, and was stunned with shock.
Is this the new artillery invented by the King of Tianjin?
Why did the Jiangbei Army and Wu Sangui, a common man, have so many new artillery pieces?
The soldiers in the Beijing camp were elites trained by Cao Bianjiao, and their style was quite tenacious. At first, the soldiers in the Beijing camp were able to calmly dodge under the artillery fire of the Jiangbei Army. As soon as they saw the artillery shells fired into the trench, the soldiers jumped to avoid them.
Jiangbei Army's artillery shells had fuses that were not as good as Li Zhi's. It took two or three seconds to explode after landing, and the soldiers in the Beijing camp still had time to dodge.
But after all, they were risking their lives to dodge shells. The fear caused by dodging again and again can be imagined. As they hid, the soldiers in the Beijing camp lost their original morale and began to become confused.
In the trench, the soldiers all fell to the ground one by one, and no one dared to stand up. Everyone forgot that they were soldiers, and only opened their eyes and ears to see if any explosive shells fell nearby.
However, Jiangbei Army's three thousand cannons were still bombing.
Huang Degong looked at the crumbling battle line and said sadly: "It's over, the New Army is over."
Cao Bianjiao looked helplessly at the continuous flying artillery shells, but there was nothing he could do. At this time, the Jiangbei Army was guarding the trench, and the New Army would die if they rushed forward. But if they did not rush, they would wait in the trench to be bombed.
die.
Yang Guozhu shouted loudly: "Uncle! We can't fight anymore! We can only retreat!"
Cao Bianjiao's face turned pale.
Where to retreat? Once out of the trench, Jiangbei Army's 250-step Fire Gun is much more powerful than the New Army's Rumi Gun. The New Army who leaves the trench will be chased and killed by Jiangbei Army.
A hundred miles to the north is the Yangtze River, and the new troops from the Beijing camp were unable to cross the river in their haste.
If we are defeated at this time, I am afraid that we will be defeated again and again, and the entire army will be annihilated.
Jiangbei Army's artillery shells fell continuously in the trenches of the New Army. The soldiers of the New Army could not stand such bombings and began to rout. They no longer obeyed the orders and desperately retreated to the reserve trenches in the rear.
Jiangbei Army's artillery soon began to diffuse towards the trench behind.
Time passed little by little, and artillery fire continued intermittently all morning. The soldiers in the Beijing camp were finally defeated by the artillery fire.
The soldiers discarded their weapons, jumped out of the trench in panic, and fled aimlessly into the distance.
Cao Bianjiao looked at the collapsed Jing camp, his face turned ashen.
"The Holy Lord's new army..."
Huang Degong shouted loudly to Cao Bianjiao: "Uncle! The army has collapsed, leave quickly!"
How could Cao Bianjiao have the intention to retreat? He suddenly bent over and spat out a mouthful of blood.
