Thousands of yellow flags are billowing, and thousands of troops are armed with spears. Liu Fangliang is wearing a rotten silver cloth mask with python patterns all over his body. His horse is wearing iron clothes, and he has gloves made of chain mail on his hands. His face is completely covered by a ghost mask.
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He stood upright and stood under a yellow dragon banner with a string of big characters written "Dazhuguo, the marching president of all roads, and the supervisor of the country Jin Wang Li". His majesty attracted countless eyes.
"His Royal Highness the King of Jin gave us a great banner. Today, a certain generation of kings personally marched into battle. This is an honor that many ministers have dreamed of for thousands of years but have never been able to achieve?"
Liu Fangliang held the reins. He was familiar with the control of the horse when he sat down. The man and the horse were as one, and his movements were as smooth as mercury flowing down the ground, without any sense of sluggishness. He controlled the horse's reins in his hands, and with a slight movement, his body moved with the wind.
It galloped among thousands of horses and swept through Ping Gang with unimaginable majesty.
"His Royal Highness the King of Jin personally gave this banner to a certain person, asking him to use the yellow dragon banner to roll up thousands of troops and horses, behead Rui Chief Dorgon and return it to the king's tent.
Soldiers! The great banner is here, the King of Jin is watching us, go forward with someone to defeat the enemy!"
The overall offensive rhythm of the battlefield was controlled by Guo Junzhen. After he realized that the Nanming army had approached the right wing of the Dashun army, he ordered Liu Fangliang to lead the Yulin in the palace and the three wall cavalry of the left army in the palace, and concentrated most of the elite cavalry.
The troops were on the left wing, and then used artillery to clear the way. Then the cavalry rushed through a trench that had been filled in, and then curved around to the rear of the Qing army. Taking advantage of the cavalry's footwork, they rushed to attack the right-wing army before the Ming army.
In the past, we first penetrated the Qing army on the left wing and then wedged into the center of the Qing army in a roundabout way. It was gratifying that the formation was defeated.
The Dashun Army's cavalry raid was a great success. Liu Fangliang's three-wall cavalry not only easily destroyed all the elites of King Zhishun, but also killed Shang Kexi himself on the battlefield.
The soldiers soon discovered the body of King Zhishun. Zhang Pili cut off Shang Kexi's head with a knife. He picked up Shang Kexi's braided hair with a spear and hung the rebel king's head high.
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"The Piedao rebel Shang Kexi is dead! Here is his head. The Piedao rebel Shang Kexi's head is here!"
Shang Kexi had a confused and weak face, his eyes were wide open, full of panic, looking towards the unknown. Even if he died, he seemed to want to see how he would end up after serving for two dynasties.
I hang my eyes in front of the army formation to observe the demise of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
Hao Yaoqi also arrived with his cavalry immediately. The Qing army's central front was already in a state of total disintegration. As the mainstay, the soldiers of King Zhishun's vassal were pressed into one place by the two-winged spear cavalry, and were subdued in the melee.
The military cavalry killed them one by one with pistols and swords.
The corpses were piled up into a mountain, one layer higher than the other. The braided hair of the Qing soldiers fell all over the ground. The highest point even formed the image of Jingguan, making it impossible for the knights of Dashun to cross the three walls for a while.
Liu Fangliang could only give an order with a wave of his hand: "Dismount! Move the corpses!" The number of corpses of the Qing soldiers was so large that it blocked the battlefield road, so that the Shun army cavalry had to dismount and move these corpses away in order to clear a path to the Qing army.
The avenue of positional assault.
The only ones who are still resisting resolutely are the Eight Banners on the right led by Bo Hetuo and Nikan. The Eight Banners on the left, dominated by the Mongolian Eight Banners, the Waifan Rangers and the Green Camp, have completely collapsed under the fierce attack of Guo Junzhen and Li Shiwei.
Almost all the trench defense lines and field fortifications along the road were captured by the Dashun Army.
The soldiers and horses of the Shun army were rushing through the trench on the left wing, wedged deeply into the Qing army. Liu Fangliang turned his head and looked north. The dark blue armored flag of the Dashun army was like the waves, one after another, solid.
It slapped the Xuzhou battlefield powerfully.
"Fortunately, fortunately..."
The situation on the battlefield was chaotic, and Li Jiyu was rowing his chest one after another. Just a moment ago, he was almost killed by Shang Kexi, but in the blink of an eye, Shang Kexi himself was overwhelmed by the iron flow of the Dashun Army.
Everyone in this surviving Henan Guards force, like their coach Li Jiyu, was relieved to have been lucky enough to escape the defeat, but they were also inspired and proud of the fierce offensive of the Dashun cavalry.
Kang Dayan was the only one. After he was simply bandaged by Shunjun robe, the socket of his left eye, which was wrapped in white cotton and linen cloth, was still oozing with dark red blood.
Kang Da stood there dumbfounded, not hearing the sounds of the battlefield, but friendly soldiers kept rushing past him, continuing to develop the Dashun Army's breakthrough advantage deep inside the Qing army.
"Brother Hai... Where is Brother Hai? Is Brother Hai still alive?"
Kang Dayan continued to search the battlefield with his only remaining right eye. He staggered forward several steps until he tripped over the corpse of a Qing army and fell to the ground.
The corpse of the Qing soldier was missing one leg. The left leg was completely cut off from the knee down, and the white bones were exposed, which was scary and ferocious. Kang Dayan used his last strength to turn the corpse over, but unfortunately except for one
Outside of the braids, the head of the corpse had been completely trampled into mud by the hooves of the Shunjun cavalry, and its original appearance was completely unrecognizable.
Kang Dayan murmured to himself: "Brother Hai...did I see you?"
The soldiers of the Dashun Army continued to attack, and the arrival of King Huanglong of Jin greatly boosted everyone's morale. Although Li Jiyu and others had not yet figured out whether King Jin had reached the front line, but this
This did not prevent them from cheering up and shouting the slogan "Long live the King of Jin".
Shen Jingbang also caught up. He slapped Kang Dayan on the back violently several times and urged:
"Are you injured? Withdraw first, withdraw first! All the trenches of the Qing army have been occupied by us. You are so seriously injured, withdraw first."
Kang Dayan's body shook twice. Before he could say anything, his body was already pulled back by other robes. Opposite Shen Jingbang laughed a few times and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the general has already prepared for you."
You have taken credit. After the army has brought peace to the world, if we continue to implement the camp field method, just wait for the land to be divided. Our army will definitely win."
"General... Where is our general?" Kang Dayan asked, "Prisoners of the Qing soldiers, general, don't kill prisoners of the Qing soldiers..."
He seemed to suddenly remember something and shouted: "General, please don't kill the prisoners of the Qing army! There are many people from Liaodong inside, who are the people of the Ming Dynasty, and many of them are the people of the Ming Dynasty who were plundered and enslaved by the Qing army."
People, please ask the general not to kill them!"
Shen Jingbang was shocked when he heard this. Li Laiheng had previously issued an order to kill without taking prisoners, but Shen Jingbang knew that Kang Dayan seemed to be a refugee from Liaodong.
He showed a knowing smile, and finally explained to the soldier Li Ji met:
"Don't worry, the King of Jin said that he would kill without mercy, but he was targeting the Eastern captives, the Huns and the Tatars. The Dashun Army will definitely not kill the people of the Central Plains indiscriminately. Don't worry, after we regain Liaodong, General Li and I will
I will make the decision for you and help you find your family in Liaodong."
Kang Dayan was surrounded by Shun Junpao Ze soldiers who were advancing bravely and launching fierce attacks. He was seriously injured and seemed out of place in this huge battlefield. The shouts of killing that filled his ears became more and more distant.
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War, war never changes.
He looked at the corpses on the ground, and there was a dull pain in the socket of his gouged left eye. Where did the Qing soldier who looked similar to his brother go? Kang Dayan no longer thought about this problem. He followed other seriously injured soldiers to retreat to the trench.
On the other side, even though the battle was so fierce, King Jin didn't seem to forget us. There was also a group of specialized soldiers rescuing the injured.
These brothers in front of me are just like the many new friends and fellow villagers Kang Dayan met when he was stationed in Henan. Everyone's eyes are full of hope, their expressions are full of fighting spirit, and each of them has a living face.
"Brother, where are you from?"
asked a soldier who was injured by a Qing army bullet.
Kang Da replied subconsciously: "Liaodong... no, I am from Henan."
The injured soldier grinned and said with a hearty smile: "Hey, brother! I am also from Liaodong...and now I am from Henan!"
Kang Da's eyes were stunned: "Then we are still fellow villagers."
"No, we are not fellow villagers." The man added, "Comrades in the Dashun Army are all brothers."