The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 271
"The entire army of the Ming Dynasty came out and launched a fierce attack on our outer camp from the east, west and south at the same time!!"

"In addition to attacking from the mountain roads, the Ming army also sent large groups of soldiers and horses to climb up the mountains on all sides and attack our camp from all sides. The surrounding companies and camps are in danger!"

Volume 72 Upstairs, Dorgon had already stood up from his seat.

His eyes were solemn and his expression was depressed. The Ming army was as powerful as a rainbow, as if they had been reborn!
Without Tang Ma's report from the front line, he had already seen the Ming army's formation coming like a tidal wave.

The dull sound of artillery echoed among the mountains, and the high-pitched shouts of killing spread among the mountains.

The sound of rapid footsteps came from downstairs, and a Tangma carrying a commanding horse brought news from the outside.

"The main attack in the south is Xuanfu and Jizhou of the Ming Dynasty, and we cooperate with some Shaanxi camp soldiers and horses. There are about 3 troops in the Yuanwang company, with black trees and large banners. The leader of the formation should be Chen Xinjia, the governor of the Ming Dynasty."

"The main attack in the west is the soldiers and horses of the three towns of Shanhaiguan, Ningyuan and Xuanfu of the Ming Dynasty, cooperating with the troops of Baoding and other towns. The Yuanwang company has about 3 troops, with a blue banner. The leader should be the supervisor of the Ming Dynasty. The army rises and dives."

"The main attack in the east is the soldiers and horses of the three towns of Shanxi, Datong, and Shaanxi in the Ming Dynasty. The cooperating force is the soldiers of Shandong and other towns. The Yuanwang company has about 4 troops."

"A large red banner is bundled, and six Ding and six armors are arranged to clear the way. All kinds of flags are in vain. The leader of the formation is Sun Chuanting, the chief general of the Ming army!"

"The forward general of the Ming army in the east noticed the flag and became the deputy commander-in-chief of Lintao Town of the Ming Dynasty. Cao Bianjiao!"

……

Because Dorgon's general order was passed down, at this time, about a hundred white-armored soldiers from the guard camp were on standby in the three camps.

The fighting outside the camp and the killing outside the military tent seemed to have nothing to do with them.

They were on alert, always waiting for military orders.

When the two armies were exhausted in a fierce battle, it was time for them to go out to kill.

Their mission is to disintegrate the first and most powerful offensive of the Ming army, so as to suppress the overwhelming momentum of the Ming army.

In the east of Daqing Shandong, red flags are flying on the mountain slopes. Countless Ming troops wearing red mandarin duck war coats and armor are climbing up.

The whole camp was already in a battle, falling into complete chaos.

The sound of killing, the sound of fighting, and the sound of swords piercing flesh were mixed together, penetrating into the ears of everyone on the battlefield like a magical sound.

On the mountain road, the Ming army acting as the vanguard had already pushed their shield carts forward.

The Qing army often used shield chariots to attack cities. This time to attack the mountains, the Ming army also made the same shield chariots for attacking the mountains.

And it's not just shield vehicles. Among the shield vehicles, there are also many tanks from the Ming army's vehicle camps. These tanks are equipped with small and medium-sized artillery and special shooting holes.
The soldiers of the Ming Army relied on the firepower of the shield chariots and chariots, and the other Ming Army infantry to contain them, actually gained the upper hand in the exchange of fire for the first time!
On the mountain road, a large fiery red flag stood out among the other flags.

The banner, which was one to six feet high, moved in the headwind and spread out.

The silver spear tassel is connected to the pheasant's tail, and the eight-foot-five-inch-long ocher-yellow belt is constantly fluttering in the biting north wind.

Cao Bianjiao wears a sharp-topped iron helmet, fish-scale waist-length armor, and a brocade war skirt of flowers. He stands with his sword on his head.

Beside him, a group of armored soldiers all wore bright helmets and bright armor.

The armor is clanking, the bright helmets on top are shining, and the armor leaves reflect the sun, forming a continuous tide, like the snow of three winters!
The crimson helmet flag and fiery red helmet tassels fluttered in the headwind, like a rolling bloody wave.

One red and one white, in full swing.

The neat white armor contrasts with the tumbling flag tassels, delivering a strong visual stimulation.

Every stillness and every movement embodies an irresistible feeling above the momentum.

"Bang! Bang! Bang bang!!!"

A huge roar resounded throughout the mountains, and between the mountain roads, several cannons weighing over a thousand kilograms roared one after another.

The Qing army guarding the camp was disturbed by the Ming army swarming from all directions, and there was no way to stop the Ming army's artillery from setting up the artillery.

The cannonballs pushed out of the barrel by gunpowder easily destroyed the walls built by the Qing army with earth and wood.

"boom…………"

The damaged structure triggered a series of chain reactions, and large sections of the camp wall built with civil engineering collapsed.

A group of Qing troops standing on the camp wall defending were unprepared. They lost their center of gravity and fell hard following the collapsed camp wall.

A large amount of dust and gravel was raised, and many Qing troops were buried in it forever.

But being able to die like this is actually lucky for them.

At least after death, it will be over, no more than facing the large army of Ming troops swarming forward like a tide on the mountain road!
Cao Bianjiao held a sword in front, followed closely by a group of servants wearing bright armor, and then followed by a group of ordinary armored soldiers.

Hundreds of servants, led by Cao Bianjiao, rushed into the Qing army camp, like red-hot iron falling into solidified butter. In just a moment, it boiled and stirred up countless oil splashes.

Cao Bianjiao's eyes were indifferent and he moved with his knife.

Right in front of him, a dozen Qing soldiers had gathered in a hurry, shouting fierce Manchu language, and gathered to kill the general.

But Cao Bianjiao didn't feel the slightest emotion because of the scene in front of him.

Whether it was rogue bandits, northern barbarians, or Jian slaves, Cao Bianjiao never took them seriously.

What kind of elite knights, what kind of eagle shooters, what kind of red armor and white armor?
What Bagala, Batulu?

Really funny.

Who can take the edge of his sword? !
Two Qing soldiers in light armor rushed to the front. Both of them came steadily with swords in hand, their eyes full of fierce light.

Cao Bianjiao's eyes were slightly focused. Just from the hand holding the knife and his footsteps, he could tell that the two Qing soldiers were both good players in the army.

But... he's just a good player.

Cao Bianjiao gave a cold blow, strode forward, and faced him alone without any hesitation.

"Zheng——"

The cold sunlight followed the Yan Ling Dao in Cao Bianjiao's hand and reflected in the eyes of the two Qing soldiers.

The sound of a sword being unsheathed and the cold light of the sword were the last things the two Qing soldiers saw and heard before they died.

Cao Bianjiao moved forward with his sword in hand, murderous intent flowing in his eyes, and half of his body was covered in blood.

After unsheathing his sword, Cao Bianjiao's momentum reached a peak that was difficult for ordinary people to reach in an instant. A group of Qing soldiers who were charging straight towards him were involuntarily sluggish under the influence.

The leading Qing army leader had chills all over his body, and his hand holding the sword was even trembling.

He only felt as frightened as when he was stared at by that beautiful tiger among the white mountains and black waters.

But when he saw the colorful tiger from a distance, he could retreat to the camp in time, but now that he was only five steps away from the Ming Army general, how could he escape in time.

The leader of the Qing army was frightened, fear arose in his heart, and his momentum was overwhelmed by Cao Bianjiao.

The result of this fear was that he became the dead soul of Cao Bianjiao.

Cao Bianjiao was unparalleled in his bravery, just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep. In an instant, several people fell under his sword again.

Fortunately, those who survived were killed by Cao Bianjiao's servants in the next moment.

In the camp and along the way, soldiers of the Qing army gathered, and they all wanted to block Cao Bianjiao's progress.

But without exception, they all fell under Cao Bianjiao's sword. From the heavily armored dead soldiers to the miscellaneous soldiers, no one could stop him for a moment, and no one could stop him for a moment!
"kill!!!"

The roar of the mountain and the tsunami-like shouts of killing came from all directions, and the Ming army soldiers like a tide swarmed towards the Qing army camp from all directions.

Will be brave!

Seeing how brave Cao Bianjiao was, the Ming army, which had been slightly demoralized due to the sharp increase in casualties, plucked up their courage again.

Like ferocious wolves, they roared wildly across the hillside roads and swept towards the Qing army's camp. "Woo——————"

In the Qing army camp, horns and horns were blaring continuously, and large groups of Qing troops rushed to support from all directions, vowing to surround and kill this daring Ming Dynasty general!
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The sound of intensive war drums suddenly sounded at this moment, and more than a hundred soldiers of the guard camp, who had been sitting in the camp to rest, moved together at this moment.

More than a hundred armored soldiers wearing bright armor stepped out of the camp boldly.

The armored soldiers of the Guarding Army Camp were all the elite soldiers of each Niulu camp. The armored soldiers who were selected to become Bagalas and were selected into the Guarded Army Camp were all elite soldiers of each Niulu.

Even major events such as the collapse of the defense line and the collapse of the camp wall could not cause much fluctuation in the emotions of the armored soldiers protecting the military camp.

The eyes of the soldiers guarding the Qing army in the camp were all focused on the Ming army that broke into the camp.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

The war drums of the Qing army camp were beating rapidly, and the military situation was like a fire!

The bloody stimulation did not make the soldiers of the guard camp fearful, but instead caused them to burst out their barbaric nature.

These battle-hardened Jurchen hunters have actually realized that the Ming army is about to complete the encirclement, and after the encirclement, they will be in a desperate situation.

but……

The flag owner has an order.

Once the military order is issued, if there is no change, there will be advance but no retreat, death but no life.

"kill!!!"

They shouted ferociously in Mandarin, marched to the beat of war drums, and formed a strict military formation across the battlefield, rushing straight towards the Ming army armored soldiers who broke into the camp!

The dense jingling sound of the armored leaves colliding is like the sound of clear spring water, but in reality, it is the death knell that urges people to enter the underworld!
"Array!!"

Cao Bianjiao's expression was as usual, and he just raised the Yanling knife lightly.

The military order was passed down, the horn sounded, and in an instant all the servants were already in military formation.

Spears were pointed forward, helmets shining brightly.

With a killing sound, hundreds of servants roared angrily.

They shouted hysterically, venting the anger in their hearts, and charged towards the Qing armor soldiers who were coming straight towards them!

……

Volume 72: Upstairs, Dorgon stood at the crenel, his eyes constantly scanning the battlefield and giving orders.

On the Great Wall, a large number of Tangma from the Qing army kept going back and forth, conveying news from the front line and orders from the Chinese army.

"Dongshan, Battalion B[-] has been captured by the Ming army!"

"Most of the Dongshan Ming Army crossed the mountain road and launched a fierce attack on the [-]th Battalion and the [-]th Battalion.!"

The Qing army had a total of 49 camps, including three large camps, nine middle camps, and the remaining 37 camps were all small camps, guarding key passes in the mountains.

It is divided into three camps: Dongshan Camp, Nanshan Camp and Xishan Camp.

The middle camp and the small camp are named A and B, and they are named from the beginning in order.

Dongshan has one large camp, three middle camps, and fifteen small camps.

The three outermost small camps, namely Battalion B [-], Battalion B [-], and Battalion B [-], originally only stationed about two Niu Lu soldiers.

The chief officers were all Manchu generals, but most of the camps were composed of Mongolian soldiers, with Han soldiers mixed in. The real Manchu soldiers in each camp only had a hundred people.

Dorgon looked eastward, and his heart suddenly tightened.

The Fifteenth Battalion of B had two fully-equipped soldiers, plus more than a hundred soldiers guarding the camp, but they could not hold on for only three hours.

The cold sun hung high in the sky, and just after noon, the first bad news came.

"Cao Bianjiao..."

Dorgon chewed the name carefully, his heart growing colder.

However, his mind was not disturbed by the loss of the front line camp so quickly.

A handsome person must always be able to maintain a clear mind.

The loss of the outermost camp doesn't mean anything.

In addition to the defeat in the east, the armor soldiers sent out from the west and south to protect the army achieved considerable results, and the Ming army's offensive was temporarily repulsed.

The Ming army in the west and south slowed down their offensive at this time, and smoke rose from behind the camp.

The Ming army in the east continued to launch fierce attacks, hoping to maintain their momentum and go all out.

But that's all.

Dorgon knew his brother very well. For so many years, Duduo had been following him, willing to be his subordinate, and his light was often overshadowed by him.

The world doesn't know it clearly, but he, Dorgon, knows it, and he knows Duduo's ability.

Duduo is stationed in the Dongshan Camp, which is enough to block the offensive of the Dongshan Ming Army.

Although I don’t know why the Ming army can have such momentum.

But no matter what, they were already in an invincible position in this battle.

As long as they hold on for five days, they will win this battle.

The Ming army was still unable to defeat them in the plain field battles. Now that it has a favorable geographical location, what can the Ming army do to win? !

……

"If it were a field battle on the plains, I would never send out troops."

Sun Chuanting looked at the Daqing Mountain in the distance. Standing beside him was an official wearing a scarlet robe.

"You can tell Yangge that there is no reason for our army to lose in this battle."

"Jiannu relied on the mountains, formed a stronghold, and set up a net to wait. It seemed that he had an advantage, but in fact it was not the case."

Sun Chuanting stood with his sword in hand, facing the undulating mountains, looking at the red flags dancing between the mountains, and said calmly.

"It is difficult to move between the mountains and the troops cannot be deployed. Jiannu can only disperse and fight against our army."

"We don't need to conquer Qingshan Pass, we only need to conquer the key pass along the road. The Daqingshan Mountain guarded by the slaves is not steep."

"Jiannu seems to have a good location, but he has no way to use the advantage of the cavalry. The trade-off between one and the other is beneficial to our army."

Sun Chuanting turned to look at the Fei Pao official beside him, and then pointed at the surrounding tents/
"The most important thing is that even if the front is defeated, our army will camp on the mountain and remain undefeated."

"The mountain roads are difficult to travel, and it is difficult for the Jiannu to gather troops. Even if they win a partial victory, as long as our army withdraws from the mountains, they will not be able to expand their advantage."

"anyway."

There was a flash of light in Sun Chuanting's eyes, and his voice was cold and firm.

"Our army is invincible!"

(End of this chapter)