Han’s Son is Not a Slave: Chapter 591 night chaos

The sound of gunshots from the north made Yu Shizhong aware of the emergence of an excellent fighter plane. He calmed down and strictly ordered all the ministries to continue dormant, not to go down the mountain without orders. {166 There is no pop-up window in the library} Yu Shizhong is waiting, waiting for the Qing army brigade to pass by Songjiawolou. The night was not a good thing for the other two brigades in the fifth town that were fighting fiercely with the Qing army, but it was the biggest help for the third brigade lurking on Yumeng Mountain.

In a short period of time, Yu Shizhong made a plan, or a decision. He wanted to let the Qing army go, and then dived from the mountain under the cover of the night, and then defeated the rear of the Qing army with lightning speed, and then used the panic that the night brought to the Qing army to defeat the Qing army in one fell swoop.

Although the more than 2,000 officers and soldiers of Brigade C did not know why the friendly troops in the north had fought against the Qing army, the brigade school still allowed them to hide. school order. They endured hunger and cold, and continued to lie motionless in the forest.

Yu Shizhong was not disappointed. The Qing army at the foot of the mountain immediately sped up and rushed to the northern battlefield. They had completely let go of their vigilance and knew nothing about the crisis on Yumeng Mountain. At the foot of the mountain, for lighting, the Qing army piled up haystacks in a few hundred steps, and then set fire to it, so that the road and the left and right were illuminated by the fire. This road illuminated by firelight accelerated the advance of the Qing army, but also allowed the Ming army on the mountain to see their movements at a glance. The piles of fire piles, like the morning star at night, became the coordinates of the Qing army.

After the last Qing artillery team appeared, Yu Shizhong ordered the whole brigade to move towards the foot of the mountain. Under the cover of darkness, more than 2,000 Ming troops quietly approached the Song Family Nest.

Time passed by, just when brigade C felt extremely nervous and anxious, the brigade school's attack order was issued.

In an instant, the soldiers of the Qi family's army rushed out of the hiding place and rushed towards the place illuminated by the fire stack in front.

In order to confuse the Qing army, Yu Shizhong asked people to make thousands of torches on the mountain, and a soldier of Wei was specially responsible for lighting these torches. When the attack order was given, thousands of torches were lit at the same time, making the Yumeng Mountain full of torches. From a distance, it seemed that thousands of Ming troops were accompanied by the shouts of killing.

The cry of killing came into their ears, and no matter how stupid the Qing army was, they knew that they were in an ambush, and it was not an ordinary ambush, but surrounded, because in their sight there were torches all over the mountains and fields, a scene like a thousand troops.

The first group of Qi family soldiers who rushed down the mountain fired their fire guns, and dozens of Qing soldiers were immediately beaten into sieves. Immediately afterwards, the sound of fire guns and the sound of tigers crouching and guns rang out one after another from the foot of Yumeng Mountain and in front of Songjiawolou. The night was filled with gunpowder smoke, the fire was dazzling, the sound of killing shook the sky, and mourning was everywhere.

The defenseless Qing army was instantly stunned. Human instinct made the Qing army not dare to resist at all, but scurried around like headless flies.

There were also stunned Qing soldiers who shouted heart-to-heart: "There is an ambush! There is an ambush!"

It's good not to shout, this shout is even more incredible. Those Qing soldiers who have not been attacked by the Ming army immediately fell into chaos. The people behind them faced the attack of the Ming army. People thought they were surrounded by the Ming army and just wanted to run in the direction of the big camp behind. As a result, the Qing army in front of Songjiawolou was in complete chaos.

Marching in the dark is a taboo in war. Even if it is to set up a camp, officers must be careful to guard against the roar of the camp. This time, it was even more terrifying than Ying Xiao, and the Qing army of two or three thousand troops collapsed like this.

Guilin's commander Xu Tianyou was about to be frightened away. When the Ming army rushed down from the mountain, he was immediately cheering up his subordinates who were rushing forward, asking them to work hard and wash away their shame. The words had not yet fallen, and the morale of the subordinates had not been boosted, and the Ming army came.

Xu Tianyou's reaction was quick, and he didn't know whether he was afraid of being beaten by the Ming army in Dongjiangyi, or was beaten stupidly during the day. In short, when the Ming army was still far away from where he was, he galloped on his horse. The commander-in-chief is running, no matter where the soldiers are, they are already familiar with it anyway. In the few battles during the day, the big guy ran a lot, and the action was fast and slow, and the big guy knew it. As a result, more than 1,000 Guilin soldiers threw away their helmets and armor, and the entire army collapsed when the Ming army was still a few miles away from them. The rebels screamed and ran to the north. I thought the back team had completely collapsed.

In charge of the back team is the Guilin commander Xu Tianyou and the Han army both under Tong Zhengliang. Xu Tianyou is unbearable, but Tong Zhengliang is slightly better. Although his soldiers are also messed up, Tong Zhengliang can still control hundreds of soldiers nearby.

The torches lit by the Ming army from top to bottom on Yumeng Mountain successfully confuse Tong Zhengliang. He just thought that he was trapped in the siege of the Ming army. Today's battle is a trap, so he is not willing to die, so he leads the soldiers who can still control it. The horse rushed south. On the way, I saw a large group of Ming troops rushing over, and the hundreds of Qing soldiers were able to fight it out. When the gun was lifted, there was a burst of bombardment, and those with arrows in their hands also released arrows.

However, the momentum of these Qing soldiers was fierce, but those Ming troops had not yet rushed into the range of their weapons, so the sound of the sound was heard, but the damage of the Ming army was zero. On the Qing army's side, after all the chaos, they disintegrated completely and disorganized. Tong Zhengliang couldn't contain his subordinates, so he could only run eastward under the protection of his own soldiers in the dark.

The Ming army came all the way, but the Qing army did not resist effectively at all, but some Qing soldiers sparsely shot a lot of projectiles and arrows, but they could hurt a few in the dark. At this time, the most likely threat to the Ming army in the Qing army was the thirty or so artillery drawn by horses, but the Ming army came too quickly and suddenly, and those artillerymen had no chance to mount the cannons at all. Even if they were able to unload the gun in a hurry, they didn't have time to put gunpowder in the barrel.

After dispersing the Qing soldiers who were guarding the artillery, the Qing army's artillery became the target of the Ming army's special attack. As soon as they saw someone near the Qing army's artillery, the Ming army rushed up. First, the guns were filled with gas. Those Qing artillerymen were swept to the ground by the wolf without even recovering. The unprotected Qing army artillery had all casualties, and even if they escaped, they still ran wildly into the night. Even if you can't see the road in front of you, and you don't know if there is a road under your feet, you just run wildly all the way without looking back.

The artillery commander, Wang Tai, was knocked off his horse by the Ming army's guns when the Ming army rushed over. Seeing his subordinates being shot and slashed to the ground everywhere, Wang Tai was devastated and indignant, but he could only watch ~www.mtlnovel.com~ there was no way to stop the Ming army.

Wang Tai has been fighting for so many years. The artillery team he commanded usually bombarded his opponents. Now not a single gun was fired, and the opponents were fighting sparsely. He had never encountered this scene in his life. .

"Fire the gun, fire the gun!"

Wang Tai shouted unwillingly, and brought his own soldiers to block the rushing Ming army, so that several nearby cannons could sound. But before the others could get close, a long wolverine stretched out, and before he could retreat, the gunmen behind the Ming army wolverines opened fire. Before Wang Tai hummed, he fell to the ground with **** holes all over his body.

As soon as Wang Tai died, his personal soldiers were stunned and ran back. Not far away, there were a few Qing artillerymen who really dared to give their lives. They turned a blind eye to the tragic sights around them, and turned a deaf ear to the shouting and killing of the Ming army. The knife cut open and poured the medicine desperately into the barrel of the gun. No matter how much was poured, or even the connecting bar was not compacted, a large iron ball was put in it, and then he picked up the torch and lit it against the match string.

"Boom!" The cannon rang, but the artillerymen instantly blew them all around.

Because of the panic, the artillerymen released three times the amount of medicine. As a result, the shells did not hit the Ming army, but the cannons exploded. The entire gun barrel flew into the air, and after falling, the two unlucky gunners were pressed down, and they were instantly smashed. Another Qing army was shot by a large piece of iron, which smashed his skull, and his brains flowed to the ground. A Qing soldier had blood blisters in his mouth, and kept trying to grab something, but he couldn't catch anything, and then his breath weakened, and he couldn't live anymore.

This blasting cannon seems to be the last swan song of the Qing army artillery. Since then, no cannon has sounded again. (To be continued.) 8