Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty
Chapter 55: Trapped
Chapter 55: Trapped (25)
The Qing army's militia groups were not united, and when the war went slightly wrong, some began to retreat.
Then, the Hakka and Tujia people began to scramble to escape, each wanting the other to come to the rear for them.
Even, in order to seize the opportunity to escape first, internal strife broke out directly within the Qing army and militia.
The Tujia people and the Hakka people turned against each other on the spot and started fighting, which intensified the chaos.
The retreat of a few people instantly destroyed the entire front line.
Seeing this, Zhu Jing'an also waved his hand and ordered.
"Pass the military order, blow the charge bugle, and charge the entire army!"
"For the sake of Ming Dynasty, kill the enemy!"
After saying this, he even got on his horse and prepared to lead his personal guards to the front line.
The shrill charge horn sounded, and the Ming army launched a general attack.
The roar of mountains and tsunami-like shouts of killing resounded throughout the battlefield.
Zhu Jing'an's commanding flag moved forward, which involuntarily boosted the morale of the Ming army. Countless people raised their arms and shouted.
At the same time, Tuan Lian also collided head-on with Han Sigu's troops.
The moment the two sides met in close combat, the decline of the Qing army's training was fully revealed.
In the pursuit just now, the regiment trainers and government officials were at the forefront, and their physical energy consumption was even worse than that of the militiamen at the rear.
If they were to engage the Ming army in close combat, they simply did not have enough physical strength to engage in battle.
In just the blink of an eye, the regiment training in the Qing army fell into decline.
Immediately, after another round of artillery strikes from the Ming army, Tuan Lian could no longer hold on and collapsed.
Even though these people had no physical strength when they were in close combat with the Ming army, when they were escaping, they were scrambling, one running faster than the other.
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Da Ming Wansheng!"
"..."
The overall victory on the battlefield made the morale of the Ming army extremely high.
Countless people were raising their arms and shouting for victory in the Ming Dynasty, venting their exciting emotions.
The Ming army, wrapped in red turbans, was like a red wave, chasing closely behind the fleeing Qing army, chasing them one after another, trying to maximize the results of the battle.
In the era of cold weapons, due to the low killing efficiency of cold weapons, when the two sides were really well-organized and fought each other face to face on the frontal battlefield, there were not many casualties.
The large number of casualties actually comes from the process of one party being defeated and then being pursued by the other party.
Zhu Jing'an rode a war horse, brandishing the saber in his hand, and almost rushed to the front line of the battlefield.
After the war horse started to run, the strong wind came towards the face and blew the lightning on the cheeks.
And the way our army was destroying the enemy's army now, and the enemy's wantonness and joy in fleeing in panic, abandoning their helmets and armor, almost swallowed his sanity.
But fortunately, Zhu Jing'an was under control at the last moment. He just rode his horse back and forth on the front line of the battlefield to boost the morale of the army, and did not foolishly rush to the real front line where the two sides were handing over each other.
And the reason is very simple, he is afraid of death!
On the battlefield, the wind is still noisy.
The Ming army's killing cries were like a mountain and a tsunami, almost unstoppable.
Corpses littered the fields, blood flowed into rivers, and the smell of blood that hit his face explained to Zhu Jing'an the brutality of this battle.
After a while, Zhu Jing'an stopped his horse, stood on the horse and the battlefield, panted heavily, and spoke.
"Send this order to the military governor and prepare to recruit and surrender the enemy troops."
"Abandon your weapons and kneel down, surrender without killing!"
When the ordering soldiers heard this, they clasped their fists and left.
Then he rode towards the front line, and the messenger shouted loudly as he rode forward.
"The Commander-in-Chief has ordered that all those who abandon their weapons and kneel down will surrender without being killed!"
"It is the order of the Commander-in-Chief, if anyone abandons his weapons and kneels down, he will surrender without being killed!" "It is the order of the Commander-in-Chief, if anyone abandons his weapon and kneels, he will surrender but will not be killed!"
"..."
The messengers galloped past, and all the Ming troops took orders one after another and began to recruit the fleeing Qing troops.
……
At the same time, Li Xian Cheng looked at the complete defeat on the battlefield ahead with a scary and gloomy expression.
"Hold it! Hold it!"
"Whoever allows them to retreat is not allowed to retreat. I will hold them back!"
Li Xiancheng said through gritted teeth, the expression on his face twisted with anger and fear.
He could not accept his failure. He had just said that he would be responsible for anything that happened, but now the Qing army had really suffered a huge defeat.
Li County Cheng's face was burning.
However, his personal will could not change the overall situation of the Qing army's defeat and retreat.
At this time, he was just helpless and furious.
Seeing the deterioration of the battle situation, everyone around Li Xian Cheng began to panic.
Many people had panic expressions on their faces.
Seeing the Ming army getting closer and closer to him and others, someone finally couldn't help but speak.
"Lord County Magistrate, the front line has been defeated. For the sake of safety, please order the withdrawal of troops!"
"We can withdraw to the county first and then make long-term plans."
The person who spoke was a head catcher named He Ding, who was considered one of Prime Minister Li's confidants and had a high status.
In this situation, he was the only one who dared to speak in front of Li Xian Cheng.
Li Xiancheng glanced at He Ding, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said.
"it is good!"
"Then withdraw the troops first!"
Although he was unwilling to accept the fact that his side was defeated, the current situation was that it had already happened.
If he doesn't want to become a prisoner of war of the Ming army, he must withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible.
Once he fell into the hands of Ming thieves, Li Xiancheng could not imagine his fate.
After saying this, Li Xiancheng whipped the horse he was riding on, turned the horse and walked away, wanting to withdraw from the battlefield.
Seeing this, the people behind him also rushed to escape.
The escape of these people also marked the complete defeat of the Qing army in this battle.
However, those who stayed in the rear area either had horses or had sufficient physical strength, so most of them could run away.
But it's not that easy for those on the front lines to escape.
When the soldiers of the Qing army just pursued Xie Gao's troops, their physical strength was almost at the bottom.
Now that he has experienced another fierce battle, he doesn't have that much energy to escape if he wants to.
Many people just grit their teeth and keep running.
When they heard the Ming army's cry to surrender without killing, they unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as they relaxed, most people could no longer run and collapsed directly on the ground.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty came forward to collect the prisoners of war.
A large number of Qing prisoners of war were held together and tied up in groups of ten.
Zhu Jing'an was riding on horseback, looking at the battlefield with an open mind.
Feeling the oncoming breeze, Zhu Jing'an was in a very good mood. Even the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke in the air seemed less pungent.
Looking at the towering Pangwo Ridge on one side of the battlefield, Zhu Jing'an thought about it in a daze.
Historically, the Taiping Rebellion that occurred 80 years later shocked half of the world and almost overturned the Manchu Qing Dynasty. After King Hong Tian raised his army, he seemed to have proclaimed himself king nearby, right?
(End of this chapter)
The Qing army's militia groups were not united, and when the war went slightly wrong, some began to retreat.
Then, the Hakka and Tujia people began to scramble to escape, each wanting the other to come to the rear for them.
Even, in order to seize the opportunity to escape first, internal strife broke out directly within the Qing army and militia.
The Tujia people and the Hakka people turned against each other on the spot and started fighting, which intensified the chaos.
The retreat of a few people instantly destroyed the entire front line.
Seeing this, Zhu Jing'an also waved his hand and ordered.
"Pass the military order, blow the charge bugle, and charge the entire army!"
"For the sake of Ming Dynasty, kill the enemy!"
After saying this, he even got on his horse and prepared to lead his personal guards to the front line.
The shrill charge horn sounded, and the Ming army launched a general attack.
The roar of mountains and tsunami-like shouts of killing resounded throughout the battlefield.
Zhu Jing'an's commanding flag moved forward, which involuntarily boosted the morale of the Ming army. Countless people raised their arms and shouted.
At the same time, Tuan Lian also collided head-on with Han Sigu's troops.
The moment the two sides met in close combat, the decline of the Qing army's training was fully revealed.
In the pursuit just now, the regiment trainers and government officials were at the forefront, and their physical energy consumption was even worse than that of the militiamen at the rear.
If they were to engage the Ming army in close combat, they simply did not have enough physical strength to engage in battle.
In just the blink of an eye, the regiment training in the Qing army fell into decline.
Immediately, after another round of artillery strikes from the Ming army, Tuan Lian could no longer hold on and collapsed.
Even though these people had no physical strength when they were in close combat with the Ming army, when they were escaping, they were scrambling, one running faster than the other.
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"Da Ming Wansheng!"
"..."
The overall victory on the battlefield made the morale of the Ming army extremely high.
Countless people were raising their arms and shouting for victory in the Ming Dynasty, venting their exciting emotions.
The Ming army, wrapped in red turbans, was like a red wave, chasing closely behind the fleeing Qing army, chasing them one after another, trying to maximize the results of the battle.
In the era of cold weapons, due to the low killing efficiency of cold weapons, when the two sides were really well-organized and fought each other face to face on the frontal battlefield, there were not many casualties.
The large number of casualties actually comes from the process of one party being defeated and then being pursued by the other party.
Zhu Jing'an rode a war horse, brandishing the saber in his hand, and almost rushed to the front line of the battlefield.
After the war horse started to run, the strong wind came towards the face and blew the lightning on the cheeks.
And the way our army was destroying the enemy's army now, and the enemy's wantonness and joy in fleeing in panic, abandoning their helmets and armor, almost swallowed his sanity.
But fortunately, Zhu Jing'an was under control at the last moment. He just rode his horse back and forth on the front line of the battlefield to boost the morale of the army, and did not foolishly rush to the real front line where the two sides were handing over each other.
And the reason is very simple, he is afraid of death!
On the battlefield, the wind is still noisy.
The Ming army's killing cries were like a mountain and a tsunami, almost unstoppable.
Corpses littered the fields, blood flowed into rivers, and the smell of blood that hit his face explained to Zhu Jing'an the brutality of this battle.
After a while, Zhu Jing'an stopped his horse, stood on the horse and the battlefield, panted heavily, and spoke.
"Send this order to the military governor and prepare to recruit and surrender the enemy troops."
"Abandon your weapons and kneel down, surrender without killing!"
When the ordering soldiers heard this, they clasped their fists and left.
Then he rode towards the front line, and the messenger shouted loudly as he rode forward.
"The Commander-in-Chief has ordered that all those who abandon their weapons and kneel down will surrender without being killed!"
"It is the order of the Commander-in-Chief, if anyone abandons his weapons and kneels down, he will surrender without being killed!" "It is the order of the Commander-in-Chief, if anyone abandons his weapon and kneels, he will surrender but will not be killed!"
"..."
The messengers galloped past, and all the Ming troops took orders one after another and began to recruit the fleeing Qing troops.
……
At the same time, Li Xian Cheng looked at the complete defeat on the battlefield ahead with a scary and gloomy expression.
"Hold it! Hold it!"
"Whoever allows them to retreat is not allowed to retreat. I will hold them back!"
Li Xiancheng said through gritted teeth, the expression on his face twisted with anger and fear.
He could not accept his failure. He had just said that he would be responsible for anything that happened, but now the Qing army had really suffered a huge defeat.
Li County Cheng's face was burning.
However, his personal will could not change the overall situation of the Qing army's defeat and retreat.
At this time, he was just helpless and furious.
Seeing the deterioration of the battle situation, everyone around Li Xian Cheng began to panic.
Many people had panic expressions on their faces.
Seeing the Ming army getting closer and closer to him and others, someone finally couldn't help but speak.
"Lord County Magistrate, the front line has been defeated. For the sake of safety, please order the withdrawal of troops!"
"We can withdraw to the county first and then make long-term plans."
The person who spoke was a head catcher named He Ding, who was considered one of Prime Minister Li's confidants and had a high status.
In this situation, he was the only one who dared to speak in front of Li Xian Cheng.
Li Xiancheng glanced at He Ding, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said.
"it is good!"
"Then withdraw the troops first!"
Although he was unwilling to accept the fact that his side was defeated, the current situation was that it had already happened.
If he doesn't want to become a prisoner of war of the Ming army, he must withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible.
Once he fell into the hands of Ming thieves, Li Xiancheng could not imagine his fate.
After saying this, Li Xiancheng whipped the horse he was riding on, turned the horse and walked away, wanting to withdraw from the battlefield.
Seeing this, the people behind him also rushed to escape.
The escape of these people also marked the complete defeat of the Qing army in this battle.
However, those who stayed in the rear area either had horses or had sufficient physical strength, so most of them could run away.
But it's not that easy for those on the front lines to escape.
When the soldiers of the Qing army just pursued Xie Gao's troops, their physical strength was almost at the bottom.
Now that he has experienced another fierce battle, he doesn't have that much energy to escape if he wants to.
Many people just grit their teeth and keep running.
When they heard the Ming army's cry to surrender without killing, they unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
As soon as they relaxed, most people could no longer run and collapsed directly on the ground.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty came forward to collect the prisoners of war.
A large number of Qing prisoners of war were held together and tied up in groups of ten.
Zhu Jing'an was riding on horseback, looking at the battlefield with an open mind.
Feeling the oncoming breeze, Zhu Jing'an was in a very good mood. Even the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke in the air seemed less pungent.
Looking at the towering Pangwo Ridge on one side of the battlefield, Zhu Jing'an thought about it in a daze.
Historically, the Taiping Rebellion that occurred 80 years later shocked half of the world and almost overturned the Manchu Qing Dynasty. After King Hong Tian raised his army, he seemed to have proclaimed himself king nearby, right?
(End of this chapter)
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