Han’s Son is Not a Slave

"Qianhu, it seems to be the cavalry of the Qing Yao, the heavenly help of the Shang family!"

Shao Jiugong's eyes were sharp, and he was the first to see hundreds of cavalrymen in armor and hanging from behind the Qing troops' defense line, and recognized at a glance that those cavalry were the soldiers of Shang Kexi's own family.

When Shao Jiugong participated in the battle of Chaozhou with the brothers Kong Guozhi and Kong Guoliang the year before, he had seen the powerful cavalry under Shang Kexi's command from the north and southeast of Liaoning. On that day, Hao Shangjiu knew that defending Chaozhou City was not a good strategy, so he adopted his son Hao Yao's suggestion and personally led 5,000 elites out of the city to fight against the Qing army who arrived earlier, in an attempt to inflict heavy damage on the Qing army and force the Qing army to retreat to relieve the pressure of defending the city. Try to stay for a while and wait for the Zheng clan in Fujian to send troops to help, or to renegotiate with the Qing army. Never thought that before the battle really started, Hao Jun's great formation was broken by Shang Kexi's own cavalry in one fell swoop. Hao Shangjiu had to flee into the city with a few remaining soldiers, and never dared to send a single soldier. He left the city until the whole city died with his father and son.

Thinking of the horror of the Shang family's cavalry rushing into the formation that day, Shao Jiugong couldn't help being agitated. He knew that these Shang family's cavalry were used by Shang Kexi as the most direct line of forces, and they were also the backbone of the Han army with blue flags heading south. Both people and horses are best supplied by the Pingnan domain. The armor on those cavalrymen is even more hard and abnormal, and ordinary arrows cannot be shot through at all. The horses they ride are also Mongolian horses from the north. The dwarf Dian horse is incomparable in terms of weight and speed. Once the charge is launched, no matter how large the number of opponents standing in front of him is, it will collapse at the touch of a button.

Rao is that when the Qing army attacked the city in June, there were soldiers from his own family who climbed the city, and they were killed and wounded by the Taiping army. Logically, Shao Jiugong should have less fear of his own soldiers, but at this moment, he is still extremely afraid. After all, they There is no strong city to rely on right now, but the opponent is a cavalry who is good at field warfare! What's worse, the Taiping Army has never had a head-to-head confrontation with the Qing army since its formation, especially with the cavalry!

Fight on the ground. How can infantry win?

Can we beat them, can we win?

…….

cavalry? Shang's Heaven helps the soldiers?

Zhou Shixiang also changed his color. The second battalion, Zhenlu and Xiongwei, who acted as the main force in the front line, had suffered more than half of the casualties, and the guard battalion serving as the reserve team had also suffered more than 40% casualties. The third battalion can now use only six or seven troops. Hundred ⊙∟style_txt; people. However, on the premise that there were no reinforcements from the Qing army in person, although the Taiping army was at a disadvantage, it had favorable conditions for great victories in various places and low morale of the Qing army, and the reinforcements on the river echoed, so even if it could not break through the last line of the Qing army line of defense. Nor will it collapse. But now the Qing army has reinforcements, and it is still cavalry, which makes the Taiping army fall into the danger of annihilation. The previous advantage is as fragile as the mirror moon in the water.

Zhou Shixiang's face was ashen, his eyelids twitching seemed to be confirmed before, but there was only one thought in his mind: the last battle, the last battle! Win or live, lose or die!

Turning his head, he saw Shao Jiugong's face pale, and the Jiangxi soldiers behind him were all discolored. Looking at the soldiers who had just regrouped and were ready to attack again, Zhou Shixiang couldn't help but clenched his fists and took a breath. He still overestimated the fighting will of his soldiers. Facing the cavalry they had never contacted, facing the Qing soldiers sitting on horses, they would still be afraid!

Why am I not afraid, how can I be afraid. Are you afraid of surviving?

Zhou Shixiang laughed bitterly and secretly: It seems that everything has gone so badly when this time-traveler from his own family has come to this era, not to mention the blood feud he bears!

heavy. History is too heavy. In the past life, I never felt too much about the few sentences in the history books. In this life, I feel it alive and feel the unforgettable pain and unforgettable hatred!

This hatred can never be diluted by time; this hatred can never be forgotten by tolerance; this hatred must be relieved with blood!

I have no way out, if I don't advance, I will die!

"Brothers, kill the demon with me!"

 …

More than 500 cavalrymen of the Shang family have uniform vests, bronze mirrors for heart protection, knives in their hands, pointed helmets on their heads with long red tassel, and the rat-tail whip on the back of their heads flutters in the wind while running. on. Their faces were full of vicious expressions, their eyes were full of arrogance and arrogance, and they looked at the flag soldiers who were looking at them with disdain and made these flag soldiers who were struggling to support them look ashamed, all thinking about the outcome. It is the first powerful army under Wang Yefan, and it is very powerful. You can't see anything when you don't wear armor. Once you go into battle with armor, it's just this posture that I'm not as good as!

Looking at the Qing army cavalry rushing up, Zhou Shixiang's heart was raised in his throat, and he was restless on the Daqing horse. .

As the first soldier stepped over the collapsed fence, and as the face of the Taiping army on the opposite side was clearly visible, the Shang family's cavalry began to shout loudly, and finally merged into a frenzy:

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Amid the thunderous cries, Qin Guocheng swung his long sword forward, and the soldiers behind him rushed towards the Taiping army like a tide.

"preparation…"

Looking at the demon cavalry rushing towards them, the bald Jiang He kept swallowing and spitting. Beside him were 140 gunmen from his guard battalion. These guns are arranged in three rows according to the previous training. Everyone's hands trembled violently, but none of them threw the guns and turned around. In the city, there are their parents, wife and children!

"put!"

In the blink of an eye, the Qing army cavalry had already rushed over a hundred paces, and the bald Jiang He couldn't hold it any longer. The hands immediately lit the arquebus on the fire lance, and the flaming rope burned to the end, and suddenly thick smoke rose from the position, and in the dense sound of the fire, one after another fierce fire shot out from the fire cannons, and directed towards those who were clear. Soldiers shoot deadly guns.

"Uh... ah!..."

In this round of shooting, more than a dozen soldiers of the main family who rushed in the front fell down. The heavy vests on their bodies could not stop the guns. Many of the Qing soldiers who were hit and fell off their horses were shot densely and bumpy. Uneven blood pits.

However, those Qing soldiers ignored their comrades who fell from their horses, and the **** appearance of their comrades did not shake their fighting spirit. go.

"Put! Let go! Let go!"

The bald Jiang He shouted over and over again, but the sound of gunfire became more and more sparse. When the Qing army cavalry rushed within thirty paces, the sound of gunfire stopped. The gunmen who did not have enough training and did not have enough medicine made their last efforts, but they were still unable to shoulder the heavy task of retarding the Qing army.

The Qing army rushed forward and swung down the butcher's knife. To be continued.