Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 95 The Battle of Jinan ([-])

After beheading the last green-skinned head, Boris rode his war horse with a sack of green-skinned heads on his back, and happily returned to the army. He held up their heads high and drew applause. "Soldiers, the enemy is just a lion pack led by a sheep, but we are a pack of wolves led by a wolf king. The enemy will eventually lose, and the victory belongs to us!"

The morale of the imperial army was greatly boosted, and they raised their weapons and shields and waved them, venting their fighting spirit. "Soldiers! Jinan City is far away, follow me to drive away the barbarians and restore my land!"

"Get rid of the barbarians! Restore my country!"

"Get rid of the barbarians! Restore my country!"

An army needs victories to shape them into a division of steel. Now Boris feels that the imperial army in his hands is slowly changing. He believes that sooner or later, he and his army will once again become famous in this world.

Burning the green-skinned corpses to prevent them from multiplying, Boris regrouped his army and continued northward.

Two days later, Boris finally saw the tall Jinan city wall in the distance. At this time, the city gate of Jinan city was closed, and the city wall was crowded with people. A platform crossbow cannon was placed in each specially treated fortress, and the shooting port was aimed at the direction outside the city. .

"The whole army stops advancing! Set up camp on the spot!"

Boris's order was conveyed to the whole army by the generals and captains of the empire. After a long march, the [-] army was exhausted. When they heard the rest order, they dug pits and set up tents one by one, and immediately refused to bury the horse ropes, striving to build a camp early to rest. .

It was almost dusk, and wisps of cooking smoke rose from the camp, and the soldiers lined up, waiting for the Huotou army to distribute food to them.

Inside the city of Jinan, General Dorobeileboluo, who conquered the south, looked at the densely packed army outside the city, showing a trace of uneasiness.

A few days ago, he ordered the [-] army to break up into parts and go to the southeast and southwest of Shandong to attack the green-skinned monsters. Just after some results, the Ming barbarians from the south came to take advantage, which is really hateful.

Now there are only [-] regular troops in the city, and [-] civilians. We are at a disadvantage in terms of military strength. Jinan has many gates, which is not conducive to defense. Outside the pass, if the Eight Banners warrior died in vain, he would be a sinner of the Qing Dynasty.

After thinking about it, he had two choices: one, save his strength and sneak across the Yellow River at night, and return to the north bank to build a defense against Ming Manzi and continue northward.

If he did, he would abandon the [-] Banners on the south bank of the Yellow River and ignore them. Even though he could save his life, his official career would come to an end, and he might lose his rank.

Waiting for help?Knowing that the fighting power of the Ming army has undergone earth-shaking changes, he is not more than [-]% sure, and he does not want to fight a field battle with the Ming army.

"Perhaps I can take advantage of the arrival of the Ming army and launch a night attack to defeat the Ming army."

Crazy thoughts desperately grew in Boluo's mind, and as time passed, Boluo's face became more and more ferocious.

"Come on!"

The guards outside the door pushed open the door and entered.

Bo Luo took off the jade pendant around his waist, and said solemnly: "The barbarians of the Ming Dynasty have not closed the encirclement yet, so you break out now, and hand this jade pendant to Henan Governor Zhang Yanyu, and tell him that all the emperors of the Qing Dynasty are tied to Jinan Prefecture, and hope that they will speed up the army." support."

"Lord Baylor, this slave will remember."

Bo Luo waved his hand, and the personal guards immediately withdrew from the door. One man and two horses rode out of Jinan City at high speed, galloping westward.

On the other side, Boluo sent more than a dozen waves to investigate the situation outside the city, find the gap, break through the blockade of the Ming army in one go, and go to various places in southern Shandong. Their mission is only one: to find the Eight Banners scattered everywhere and return to the aid Jinan.

After arranging all these, it was completely dark. Boluo ordered 500 dead soldiers to gather inside the north gate.

At this moment, the dead soldiers were wearing black clothes and armor, their horses were wearing horse sacks, and their four hands were wrapped in cotton cloth.Everyone looked at Boluo in front of him and remained silent.

"Dear warriors of Manchuria, the Qing Dynasty is facing its only crisis in decades. If the Ming barbarians cannot be defeated, our brothers, relatives and friends will be in a desperate situation. For the sake of the Qing Dynasty, raise your swords and guns! Kill us like Hai Dongqing. Enemy! Long live the Qing Dynasty!"

The dead soldiers followed Boluo and shouted in a low voice: "Long live the Qing Dynasty!"

"Open the city gate!"

On a quiet autumn night, the sound of the city gate opening was particularly harsh. 500 dead men mounted their horses, made a fist-cup salute to Boluo for the last time, and ran out of the city gate one after another, holding the horse's belly lightly.

The autumn wind is bleak, and there are no stars in the dark sky. Under the cover of the deadly raid of the dead, the night is dark and the wind is high to kill people.The inaudible sound of horseshoes reached the ears of the night guard soldiers. The soldiers ignited the rockets, pulled the bowstring, and shot an arrow into the darkness in the distance.

Maybe it was Sigma's blessing (actually it was just bad luck), there was a muffled groan in the dark, followed by the sound of something falling.The soldiers immediately realized what was happening, and shouted to the dozing soldiers under the wooden wall: "Enemy attack!"

Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air, but the soldiers on the watchtower didn't notice it. The triangular arrow pierced through the breastplate and sank into the soldier's chest. He fell straight from the watchtower.The soldiers on duty who were in a daze were startled, and they habitually turned over the soldiers who fell down. The blood on their chests stained their skirts red.

"Enemy attack!" The surviving soldiers ignored their own safety, climbed up to the watchtower, and vigorously shook the alarm bell hanging on it.All of a sudden, the imperial army camp exploded, countless tents were lit with candles, and the soldiers quickly rushed out of the tents, their weapons and equipment fully dressed.

The soldiers watching Tasang breathed a sigh of relief, but a triangular arrow struck again, the soldiers were unable to dodge in time, the arrow hit the front door, and before they could scream, the soldiers stepped in the footsteps of the former and fell down the watchtower.

The efforts of the two soldiers were not in vain. The imperial halberd soldiers who were closest to the camp gate arrived in neat formation. The camp gate was opened by the Tartar dead soldiers who climbed into the camp and opened it from the inside. Hulala 500 dead soldiers rode war horses, Into the line of halberd soldiers.

The anti-charge attribute is activated!Except for a few unlucky guys in the front row who didn't hit the horses with their halberds and knocked them backwards, the rest of the halberd soldiers held up the first round of charge of the Tartar dead soldiers very well.

The sharp halberd pierced deeply into the chest of the war horse, the halberd soldier's mouth burst open, and the arms holding the halberd twisted strangely.

The halberd soldiers around took the opportunity to attack the dead soldiers on horseback, pulled them off their horses, and waited on them with halberds.

As expected of a professionally trained elite, the slayers immediately pulled away from each other and charged in a different direction after failing to make a single blow.

Although the halberd soldiers have the attribute of resisting charges, they must be in a good formation to be able to perform. The cavalry moves quickly, and the flanking halberd formation suffers a devastating blow.

Hundreds of halberd soldiers were spotted by the swords of the dead soldiers and fell into a pool of blood. Their formation was completely disintegrated, and they tried to regain their strength several times but ended in failure.

The situation is at stake.

　At three o'clock today, my work has not been saved, and I code words on the spot every day.The update will be later tomorrow, around eight or nine in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)