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Chapter 12 Falling Short

"Normal. I waited for half an hour before to set off, but it was not normal anyway. If the general knew about it, he would be angry?" Ma Degong muttered.

Tian Xiong glanced at Ma Degong, knowing what Ma Degong was thinking, but he didn't care. Ambush the Tartars, is it so easy to ambush the Tartars? After the general retreated, we made achievements but no mistakes. Thinking of this, Tian Xiong even ordered: "Tell my brothers, I would rather be slower, the team should not be chaotic, and make preparations for combat at any time."

"Yes" the commander quickly passed Tian Xiong's order. The Ming army in front seemed to be facing a great enemy, and the already slow team became even slower.

Several fast horses rushed from the front and immediately rushed to Tian Xiong and Ma Degong. A small school clerk said with a tight face: "The commander has an order, and the two generals will march as quickly as possible. If there is any delay, the military law will deal with it."

Tian Xiong's face suddenly turned pale, and he asked quickly: "What's the war ahead?"

"The Tartars have left more than a thousand corpses, and are currently trapped by our army on the hill. Because our army has no firearms at the moment, there are huge casualties during the attack. Two generals are also asked to speed up and quickly enter the battle." The school was also full of anger. It has been more than an hour. This army behind the palace has only been running for five miles, which can be said to be described as a snail.

"Ah." Tian Xiong couldn't help but scream in surprise. He didn't expect that he would win in front of him and beheaded thousands of people, which was completely different from what he imagined. He suddenly became anxious: "Send the order and move forward with all your strength!"

The Ming army's advancement suddenly accelerated, and when he heard the victory ahead, the soldiers were not afraid at all.

Huang Degong stood on a hill with a gloomy face, observing the war ahead. The Qing army's muskets kept firing on the mountain. The bodies of the Ming soldiers and horses that were attacking were almost piled up on the hillside, so the Ming army could no longer ride a horse to attack. They could only walk without the cover of horses, and the Ming army attacking suffered heavy casualties.

If you have time, just siege for ten or half a month, and wait for the Qing army to run out of ammunition and food, you can easily win. But not to mention ten or half a month, even two days will not take it. If you can't get it today, you can only regret withdrawing the troops. Therefore, even though you know that the casualties are heavy, Huang Degong had to order the attack to step up.

The Qing army on the mountain was also scared. The Ming army attacked like crazy. Although they had the upper hand due to their terrain and firearms, they almost made the Ming army rush up several times. If Kong Youde hadn't personally led his personal soldiers to counterattack, the mountain had been broken by the Ming army. Damn, would it take so much for the soldiers to eat food?

"Prince, this won't work. Our ammunition cannot be supported." Looking at the Ming army who were suffering heavy casualties and still rushed up without fear of death, Kong Long said worriedly.

Kong Youde had no son, only a daughter who was just over ten years old and underage. Kong Long, as his nephew, was treated as a son by Kong Youde. When Kong Youde heard Kong Long's words, Kong Youde said expressionlessly: "Tell the cannon leader, if the cannon has not been set up in one moment, ten military sticks will not be completed in two moments, and beheaded!"

"Yes!" The personal soldiers hurried down and quickly passed the message to the head of the artillery battalion.

At this moment, the Qing army's artillery camp was working hard. The red-clothed cannons were powerful, but the recoil was also great. Although they were moved to the mountain, it was not easy to set up and fire the cannons. There was no solid turret. As long as the cannon was fired once, it would be overturned by its own recoil, and the shells would not know where they would hit.

Hearing Kong Youde's order, the head of the Qing army artillery battalion was stunned. If the fort was not built, the consequences would be significant. However, he could not argue with Kong Youde, and he did not want to throw his head or be beaten. He had to shout loudly at the artillery battalion: "Brothers, the prince has an order. You must build the artillery battalion within a moment, otherwise all those who fail to build will be beheaded."

After saying this, all the Qing army who were building the fort was eager to curse, but their movements had to speed up.

The Ming army at the foot of the mountain could see clearly the forts built by the Qing army. They had four cannons left by the Qing army in their hands. Of course, they knew what the power of these cannons were. The Ming army attacked was getting more and more anxious. If the enemy had built the fort, it would be even more difficult to fight.

"Kill!" Yin Hongsheng personally carried a big sword worth dozens of kilograms and rushed to the front. His body was covered with blood. At least a dozen Qing soldiers killed by his sword. Any Qing soldiers who were chopped by Yin Hongsheng's big sword either separated their bodies or split their bodies in half, and their large intestines were flowing out. The scene was extremely bloody. Facing this god of killing, the morale of the Qing army was seized and retreated. A small gap appeared in front of the Ming army.

"Run." Ming Jun was overjoyed when he saw the opportunity and rushed towards the gap.

"Be careful." A personal soldier hurriedly blocked Yin Hongsheng's front. A gunshot sounded, and a bloody flower splashed on the chest of the soldier and his body fell down softly.

Yin Hongsheng looked up and saw a Qing army dozens of steps away aiming at him, and smoke from his muzzle was coming out.

Facing Yin Hongsheng's eyes, both sides had dozens of steps, and he was condescending again. But for some reason, the Qing army felt a tightness in his heart. He was so busy that he was about to lower his head and load the musket with a new bullet. Yin Hongsheng picked up a long knife from the ground and threw it forward with force: "Go to die!"

The long sword flew in the air, accurately landing on the Qing army's chest, stabbing the Qing army to the opposite end. The Qing army looked at the long sword in front of his chest with shocked eyes. Even the archer might not be able to shoot here at this height and distance. Unexpectedly, the Ming army threw the sword over. How much arm strength is required? Before he could think about it, the Qing army's eyes turned black and the Qing army had already fallen to the ground.

"Kill the Tartars!" The Ming army in front had already rushed to the Qing army's musket camp. During this period, they were almost crushed and beaten by the Qing army's musket camp. The Ming army was so angry that they finally rushed to the front. They were so rude that they slashed hard with the long sword in their hands. The Qing army's musket camp rushed and suffered heavy casualties. The Qing army was only concerned about escaping and no longer had the courage to shoot.

Without the suppression of the musket battalion, the Ming army at the foot of the mountain cheered loudly and rushed even more vigorously.

"Master, rushed forward, rushed forward." Weng Zhiqi was overjoyed. He also had a lot of blood on his body. He had just been replaced by Yin Hongsheng. When he saw Yin Hongsheng making contributions, he was not jealous. Yin Hongsheng had the highest martial arts skills and had always been able to fight tough battles. Weng Zhiqi also had a good relationship with him.

A smile appeared on Huang Degong's face, forgot about Tian Xiong and Ma Degong and his two missed the opportunity to fight. Just as they were about to order the entire army to attack, a loud "boom" sound came from the mountain, covering up the sounds on the entire battlefield.

What voice? A question arose in everyone's mind. For a moment, even the two sides who were fighting slowed down.

"Boom, boom, boom" three consecutive loud noises. Now everyone saw clearly that the sound came from the Qing army's artillery camp. Eight dark gun barrels had been set up. The black muzzles were facing the Ming army at the foot of the mountain. Four of them were filled with smoke. It was obvious that the sound just now came from them.

The Ming army array that was charging at the foot of the mountain was terrible. The Qing army used precious flowering bullets. Four shells were falling into the dense Ming army formation. The metal-induced storm was raging everywhere. At least seventy or eighty Ming army fell under the Qing army's shells, and the Ming army near the bombing spot was even more dead.

The charge of the Ming army hesitated for a moment, and the power of the shells was too terrible. The Ming army who rushed to the mountain became even more confused. The shells whizzed past their heads just now.

Kong Youde was overjoyed: "Turn them down, drive them down."

"Kill!" The morale of the Qing army was greatly boosted, and they attacked the Ming army who had already climbed the mountain like crazy.

"Sir, no, let's go down." A personal soldier desperately grabbed Yin Hongsheng who was still rushing forward and received support. The Qing army's musket team had retreated to the back and lined up again. No matter how high Yin Hongsheng's kung fu was, it could not stop the shooting of dozens of musketeers. After dozens of steps behind, the Qing army's horse team was rushing towards him from a high point.

"No! I will not retreat!" Yin Hongsheng shook his arm, and the personal soldier was immediately thrown away by a huge force.

"Boom"

The Qing army's cavalry had already rushed to Yin Hongsheng. A Qing army sneered and waved its sabre to cut off Yin Hongsheng. He had recognized the armor on Yin Hongsheng that it must be a Ming army official. If he could kill a Ming army official, he might be able to add a future.

The Qing army's title was calculated in the future. The future was entirely due to military merits. If you had half a future, you could get the Yunqiwei. For every half of your accumulated future, you would have better treatment. Every future was extremely difficult.

Just as the Qing army was fantasizing that the Ming general in front of him was beheaded, the Ming army shouted loudly, raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at him hard. The Qing army was about to say that he was looking for death, but the sword light flashed like a train. The Qing army felt his head flying up. He saw that the headless corpse on the war horse was so familiar. When he was strange, his eyes turned black and he knew nothing.

"Sir, be careful." The personal soldier who had just been thrown away by Yin Hongsheng screamed and knocked away Yin Hongsheng, who was about to be hit by a galloping horse, but he screamed and was hit by a galloping horse. His sternum was cracked, and blood gushed out of his mouth and nose: "Sir, retreat quickly." After the personal soldier said that, his head tilted and he was already breathing.

"Xiaowu" Yin Hongsheng shouted heart-wrenchingly. Seeing the Qing cavalry rushing down from the mountain, he shouted unwillingly: "Retreat!"

It was just that it was difficult to go up the mountain, and it was even more difficult to go down the mountain. The Qing army wanted to kill all the Ming army that rushed up the mountain and chased them reluctantly.

"Boom." There were several loud noises again, and four other artillery pieces of the Qing army were also fired one after another. The reinforcements of the Ming army had to disperse, otherwise it would be a huge loss. However, the Ming army, which had dispersed its formation, could not confront the rushing cavalry at all, and could only watch the Qing army chase the Ming army on the mountainside.

Huang Degong closed his eyes in pain. He once thought he could wipe out all the Tartar vanguards, but the damn cannon destroyed all this.

"Master, look, our reinforcements have arrived." A deputy general pointed at the back in surprise and said. A group of Ming troops came overwhelmed by a rapid march. In the middle of the team were large trucks filled with various ammunition supplies, and more than ten artillery pieces followed majesticly in the middle.

Huang Degong didn't even have the interest in watching it: "Send the order, retreat!"

The deputy general almost thought he had heard it wrong. The reinforcements had arrived, so why did he retreat? But when he heard the Qing army's cannons sounded again, the deputy general was thinking. Even if his cannons had arrived, they could not be compared with the opponent's red cannons. They could not suppress the opponent's cannons. They could not put too much force into the attack, otherwise they would only treat the opponent as a target, but the less troops they invested, which was equivalent to adding fuel to the tactics.

Yin Hongsheng was eventually rescued by his personal soldiers, but most of the Ming army that followed him to the mountain did not come back. These were the most elite officers and soldiers around Yin Hongsheng, especially his personal soldiers. In order to cover him, there were heavy casualties and injuries. More than 60 personal soldiers came down with him. Only five of them could be said to be one out of ten. Yin Hongsheng, who was distressed, almost burst into tears.

Seeing the Ming army retreat, the Qing army on the mountain blew loudly. This cheer came to the Ming army's ears, making all the officers and soldiers furious, but they were helpless. The Qing army's cannons were still ringing, as if they were giving away the Ming army.

It was not until the Qing army's artillery range that the Ming army stopped and reorganized the team. This time, the Ming army attacked the mountain occupied by Kong Youde. It can be said that it would be impossible to lose the rice. At least two thousand Ming troops fell under the hillside, but the results of the battle were insignificant. Except for Yin Hongsheng's attack, it caused hundreds of casualties in the Qing army, the casualties of the Qing army were extremely low at the rest of the time, and the results of the battle during the ambush were equal to the sudden death.

"Master, I'm late in the future, so I'll ask the Master to forgive me!" Tian Xiong and Ma Degong knew about the war, and they felt a big deal in their hearts, so they had to bite the bullet and apologize to Huang Degong.

"Forgive me. If I forgive you, how can I face the thousands of dead brothers? If you came up early, the mountain had already been taken down. How can I forgive you?" Huang Degong said more and more, and the horse whip in his hand slammed at the two of them.

Tian Xiong and Ma Degong did not dare to dodge, so they had to force each other. After a while, their faces were covered with whips. Weng Zhiqi, Yin Hongsheng and others were deeply dissatisfied with the delay of their arrival, and no one pleaded for them.

After dozens of strokes, Huang Degong stopped and asked in a sequel: "Tell me why it's so late."

How dare Tian Xiong tell the little plan in his heart? He had to kowtow repeatedly. Ma Degong hesitated for a while. If he said it, he would undoubtedly reduce the blame. However, he had always been used to obeying Tian Xiong, and was afraid that Tian Xiong would hate him in the future, so he would be cowardly and finally shut his mouth tightly.

"Okay, okay" Huang Degong laughed anxiously: "You have nothing to say. People come, Tian Xiong and Ma Degong both disrespect the military orders, deliberately miss the opportunity to fight, drag it down and kill it!"

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