Ancestors, please don't crawl out again.

Chapter 32 Flesh Millstone

The Qing army's vanguard's tentative attack was directly scared back by the endless sea of ​​people in front of them.

But soon the main force of the Qing army arrived.

A massive offensive begins.

"No one is allowed to retreat without my order. If you flee from the battlefield, your entire family will be killed!"

Emperor Taizu Gao roared in the sky.

On the front-line defense below, royal family members and gentry, with thousands of soldiers, continued to fight while crying. In front of them was the Qing army swarming in. In some places, the barricades had been cleared away. The Qing cavalry stepped on the corpses left behind when clearing the barricades and rushed directly to the breastwork, stabbing the defenders inside with spears and shooting the defenders inside with bows and arrows from above.

They even jumped directly onto the breastwork from horseback and rushed into the defenders to kill them.

The latter did not dare to retreat.

Emperor Taizu Gao said he would kill the whole family, and he would definitely kill the whole family!

He killed many whole families.

Although the gap in combat effectiveness was huge, the defenders relied on the special terrain and absolute advantage in numbers to stubbornly block the Qing army.

Although the main force of the latter was arriving continuously, they were trapped in a river valley several hundred meters wide, and there was a river in the middle. There was simply not enough space for many people on the front line, especially with their war horses also filling up part of the space. Even if the barricades were cleared away, they would still fill the river valley. The subsequent Qing troops still had to bypass the barricades to move forward...

They just move away, they don't disappear.

Of course, the Qing army did fight desperately to break out of the passage.

The dead bodies of the descendants of the phoenix and the dragon continued to fall in a pool of blood.

But they will eventually kill the Qing army. Those long bamboos will constantly stab the Qing army off their horses, and more than a dozen layers of stones will also kill those who try to climb over the breastwork. Those three-barreled guns and soft bows can still shoot the Qing army at close range. Hoes, pickaxes, and shovels are equally deadly in hand-to-hand combat.

Even women's awl scissors.

They were not strong enough, but it does not take much strength to blow sand.

This is the river beach.

There is no shortage of sand.

They really didn't know how to fight, but when faced with the Qing army, which could only rush into the breastwork in small numbers due to terrain restrictions, they would always find a way to kill them in a group fight. As long as they dared to go up, they would even pounce on them and knock them down with their weight.

If a man weighing nearly 200 kilograms were to collide with him in a 100-meter sprint, even an Eight Banners Manchu warrior would be sent flying.

As long as he fell, there were really nine ways to kill him. If you hold his hands and feet, a woman with a pair of scissors could stab his throat, and if you pick up a stone weighing more than ten pounds and smash it on his head, even Oboi could not withstand it. In fact, the royal family was forced into a corner, and some of them had already begun to bite the necks of the Qing army like vampires.

Even if they replaced one for ten, the Qing army's casualties would still increase.

Yang Feng is always watching...

If the royal family does not fight a bloody battle with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, how can they expect the people behind them to persist in resistance?

If the Zhu family didn't fight hard themselves, how could the common people defend their country? Even if they won, the Zhu family would still ride on their shoulders. Even if they were afraid of being burned, killed, looted, and destroyed by the Qing army, the Zhu family would still go first. After all, they were the ones who suffered the most.

"Emperor Taizu Gao, please let us go!"

A member of the royal family collapsed and knelt down among the blood and corpses, crying and shouting.

But the next moment his head fell off.

"Let you go? I can let you go, but will your enemies let you go? Zhang Xianzhong drove all the Chu vassal states into the Yangtze River and drowned them. How many clans did Li Zicheng exterminate? Were they let go just because they didn't resist? If you resist here, even if you die in battle, you can still protect your families, and not all of them will even be killed. I can promise you that after 30% of the troops are killed, I will open an escape route for you. But before 30% of the troops are killed, anyone who dares to desert will have their entire family killed!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The royal family members, whose bodies had already been turned into a sea of ​​blood, could only continue crying.

At the same time, the Qing army advancing along the Longquan River was bypassing the front line of defense while constantly clearing the barricades.

but……

The young and strong man behind did not run away either.

After all, they could all see how the royal family members in front of them were holding on in the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

If even the descendants of the emperor can do this, there is no reason for them to run away.

There's actually no way to escape.

Because they were surrounded by barricades, even if they escaped from their own group, there were still dense barricades behind them. If they wanted to escape, they had to pass through these barricades they set up, and this process was enough for Emperor Taizu Gao to kill them countless times.

What's more, the Qing army's arrows could kill them more easily.

It's actually safer behind the breastwork.

Then they kept throwing stones and even javelins and harpoons at the Qing army.

They even had trebuchets.

A small field catapult was a simple wooden frame, easily operated by a few men, capable of hurling stones weighing several kilograms dozens of meters. This device, called a combined cannon, required no specialized training; simply loaded the stones at the back and pulled a rope at the front. The cascading stones from both sides were enough to cover the Longquan River, which was only a few dozen meters wide. As the Qing troops battled the barricades, they were constantly struck by falling stones and pierced by spears and harpoons. Furthermore, the barricades ahead of them were increasing in number, many of which were carried downstream by the river current, even underwater. However, these weren't barricades, but bamboo baskets sunk directly into the water, filled with stones. Stepping into these baskets could easily cause a warhorse to sprain its ankle.

Some are even strung together with ropes that have nooses on them.

There’s actually a lot of mess going on underwater.

For example, a wooden box filled with stones...

If it sinks underwater, a warhorse will pass through it and still sprain its ankle.

In short, these young and strong people are free to express themselves and come up with all kinds of random ideas.

They had a strong desire to stop the Qing army.

After all, they all knew that once the Qing army entered the Hudong area, burning, killing, looting and even massacres would be inevitable. Running away is nothing to blame. What else could a group of ordinary people who had not seen war for hundreds of years do but run away?
The officials all ran ahead.

The soldiers protecting them not only fled but also robbed them.

A group of ordinary people couldn't think of anything else to do except escape.

but……

They really wanted to stop the Qing army.

Now that I can't run, I will really try every possible way.

The Qing army could indeed continue to move forward, but every step was difficult. They had to be careful of the mess in the water, constantly hook open the chevaux de frise in the water, counterattack the shore and avoid attacks from the shore, and even had to be careful not to fall into deep water. Although the Longquan River was not deep and could indeed be waded through, the riverbed was not flat and normally the war horses could not be submerged, but no one knew when a deep water area would suddenly appear ahead.

Unless you get as close to the shore as possible.

But if you get too close to the shore, you will have to face countless rocks.

Behind the dense barricades and wooden stakes starting from the shallows, and protected by the breastwork, countless young and strong men were throwing stones at them.

Fist-sized rocks are indeed not fatal.

But the warhorse can’t bear it!
If a warhorse is driven crazy by the impact, it can be fatal in this kind of river.

Landing attack... then it would become a tangle again, and there would be a dense crowd of young and strong men waiting for them behind them.

"If you stop the Qing monster, I will reward each of you with 100 mu of land and 10 taels of silver. You can take anything from the Qing monster. I will also grant you a hundred years without paying any taxes.

But if you desert the battlefield without my order, your entire family will be killed."

Yang Feng roared above their heads.

If they really want to stop the Qing army, these young and strong men don't have to pay taxes for a hundred years. Although their number seems huge, it is nothing more than a provincial capital and two or three nearby counties.

At this moment, there was a panic shout from the flank.

Yang Feng turned his head to look over there. Some Qing troops had entered the nearby forest and were attacking the formation with bows and arrows. Although the distance was far, there were too many targets and they lacked armor, so young and strong men were constantly hit by arrows. Fortunately, such arrows could be blocked by a pot lid, so those young and strong men were raising the pot lid one after another.

At this time, the pot lids were all made of wooden boards, and they were usually very durable wooden boards.

In fact, it’s not just pot lids, door panels, quilts, or even sacks...

You can make do without a shield.

After all, a sack of straw tied to your back is not something that can be penetrated by stray arrows. The large bag carried on the back of the Japanese cavalry has a function to protect against stray arrows.

It would be even more perfect if you insert a few bamboo strips inside.

"ignition!"

Yang Feng shouted bluntly.

The young and strong men who had been waiting for orders immediately set fire to the piles of dry grass in the outer forests. The raging fire quickly ignited the pine needles on the ground, ignited the pine trees, and then the rising flames moved upwards.

The flanks certainly cannot be without protection.

Wildfires will do.

The forests on both sides are covered with thick dead branches and leaves. Once ignited, it will take three days and three nights for the fire to be extinguished unless there is a heavy rain in between.

The ignited forest fire spread rapidly, and the Qing army, fearing that they would be burned to death, retreated in a hurry.

However, at this time, the Qing army also deployed their real elite troops...

"This is the Bayala Banner!"

Yang Feng looked at the white area that was fiercely attacking the front line of defense.

The Bayara flag of the Bordered White Banner.

After Duoduo's death, Ajige had become the de facto leader of the Bordered White Banner, so he now sent his personal soldiers into battle. However, they were indeed ferocious, and the frontline defenders, already suffering heavy casualties, were immediately overwhelmed. At this time, more barricades were removed, and the Qing army attacked the defenses in greater numbers, even knocking down several sections of the breastwork. The Bayala bannermen, wearing heavy armor and wielding long swords, maces, iron whips and other weapons, rushed in frantically.

Their weapons smashed wildly, and more and more members of the royal family fell down.

Yang Feng looked at the number...

"Fall back!"

he shouted.

Those royal family members retreated crying.

At the same time, Yang Feng suddenly dived down and passed through those Bayara banners, instantly knocking their figures away one by one. The Bayara banners who originally wanted to chase him were so scared that they quickly lay down.

However, Yang Feng only warned them, then quickly landed on the ground and put his dead and wounded into the Fang Tian Hua Ji as quickly as possible.

The Bayara bannermen were lying on the fences, looking at him in horror.

The royal family members and soldiers took the opportunity to squeeze into the barricades behind them and retreat quickly.

The battlefield suddenly became quiet.

Even the Qing troops in Longquan River were so frightened that they dared not move.

Ultimately, their biggest fear was the demon's intervention. His intervention meant they could temporarily halt the pursuit; it was a warning, and their warnings must be respected. Fighting these unruly people was fine, even if casualties were limited, but this demon's attack was a divine punishment. Yang Feng's previous non-intervention had already taught them the ropes. In the eerie silence between the two sides, Yang Feng calmly strolled across the battlefield, collecting all his own casualties into his Fang Tian Hua Ji. As for how many survived, it was a matter of fate.

At this time, a man who was obviously a major general appeared in the rear of the Qing army and watched silently.

Yang Feng stood on the battlefield where only the dead and wounded of the Qing army were left...

"continue!"

He looked at the Qing army arrogantly and shouted.

Then he flew straight up.

But the Qing army did not continue. The general watched him silently and then ordered the Qing army to withdraw.

He was not stupid. If he continued to fight like this, they would be wiped out before the passage was broken through.

This is a meat grinder.

As long as these unruly people didn't collapse, their sheer numbers would truly wear down the Qing army. The advantage in numbers was unstoppable. Just like the flanking attack just now, shooting arrows at these unruly people in the mountains and forests was already the most effective method. However, even if the Qing army used up all the arrows they carried, they wouldn't be able to kill even one-tenth of them. They were being hunted down by Yang Feng and had even fought a battle in Dongdai. Now, all they had left was the arrows they carried with them...

The Qing army's standard was to carry fifteen rifles, and the normal standard in battle was to shoot nine.

They are heavy arrows.

Fifteen arrows would weigh three or four pounds.

However, they can carry more than thirty light arrows.

But the problem is that there are only more than 10,000 real Eight Banners Manchus under Ajige, and together with the Eight Banners Mongols, there are only about 25,000 Eight Banners Han troops.

The rest surrendered to the Ming army.

They are now an isolated army without any supplies. Not only do they need to save food, they also need to save arrows.

Of course, Yang Feng had no interest in dealing with the Qing army. He had already flown to the rear, and as the young men, still increasing their barricades, watched in astonishment, he continuously flung out the figures within his Fang Tian Hua Ji. Seeing living beings materialize before them, they all knelt, worshipping the Emperor Taizu Gao as if he were a deity. Those who had been revived, even their wounds healed, screamed with excitement. Their recounting of their experiences also drew screams of disbelief, perking up their spirits.

Of course, there were still many casualties.

This one won't survive.

In fact, Yang Feng finally dug out more than 2,000 dead bodies, which was equivalent to one-fifth of the front-line defenders. Together with the injured, the casualties exceeded 30%. It has to be said that these soldiers were really forced to fight desperately.

Among them, more than 400 members of the imperial clan died, which was also more than one-third of the imperial clan members recruited this time, including two princes.

"Everyone, get up! The battle isn't over yet!"

Yang Feng shouted.

The young and strong men seemed to have been reborn, and stood up one by one with determined eyes.

Those who had come back from the dead excitedly ran forward to show off their experiences to others. As they boasted, the young and strong immediately burst into excited cheers...

(End of this chapter)