Southern Ming Rebel Army

Chapter 241 Attack

When Lin Shiqi's troops arrived at the battlefield, they saw Meng Jun taking a defensive position, waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, and holding their ground. In front of Meng Jun's army, the bodies of the Jin army piled up like a mountain, and the ground was stained with blood. This tragic scene was the result of Meng Jun's army holding their ground. Although the Jin army had a large number of people, they returned empty-handed again and again in front of the Zhou army, leaving a large number of casualties.

On the battlefield, the sound of artillery bombardment was almost non-stop. Although there were not many cannons, only thirty-two, the blow to morale was enormous. The soldiers were panicked, fearing that they would be smashed to pieces by the projectiles falling from the sky.

Lin Shiqi looked into the distance and saw that Jin Shengheng's rear army was still mighty and surging, with no end in sight. Although the morale of those soldiers was not high, the advantage in numbers still made people feel huge pressure.

Lin Shiqi was a little puzzled. The situation was so serious, why would the king take a defensive stance? Facing a large number of enemies with low morale, a protracted war would be disadvantageous. Lin Shiqi decided to act decisively, deploy his troops, and launch a fierce attack, using offense as defense.

Jin Shengheng was in the center of the army, with his own troops surrounding him. He didn't care how many people died in the vanguard. He just urged Wu Yuanzhong to send his troops into battle, trying to kill Meng Jun with his own lives.

Deputy General Zhang Yingwei said to Jin Shengheng anxiously: "General, the enemy reinforcements have arrived. They should be the defenders of Nanling City!"

"Order Lu Xingzu to mobilize 5,000 men from his own army and 30,000 soldiers from the barracks to block enemy reinforcements!" Jin Shengheng said in a deep voice.

The messenger quickly jumped on his horse and galloped out. Zhang Yingwei watched as another battalion of the vanguard retreated, and whispered to Jin Shengheng, "General, the vanguard has been defeated again and again, and the time these young men can hold out is getting shorter and shorter. Should we send our elite troops to test the charge?"

Jin Shengheng pondered for a moment. These recruited farmers were indeed not very good. The heads of the supervisors behind him were almost chopped into a mountain, but they still couldn't scare these people. They collapsed as soon as they went up. It was really not good. He immediately gave an order: "Order Xu Bin to lead 3,000 elite soldiers from our department to charge the enemy's right wing!"

Zhang Yingwei nodded in agreement and said, "General, you are wise. These fire musketeers are firing arrows continuously. Even if the elite troops go up, it will be useless. The right wing seems to be a little exhausted. It is a good time to send the elite troops to test it."

"Well, that's right. You should also make preparations. When the right wing of the Meng bandit becomes unstable, your troops should act decisively and attack immediately!" Jin Shengheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yingwei responded solemnly, then turned around and left. His burly body made a rustling sound under the protection of his armor.

At this time, Meng Jun was looking at the Jin army that was constantly collapsing in front of him, and he felt a little hesitant. He wanted to order Huang Cheng to give it a try and charge with cavalry, but looking at the huge number of Jin Shengheng's troops, he was a little hesitant.

At this time, Chen Changgong, the officer of the Po Lu army camp in the front, sent someone to report that the fire gun soldiers were running low on bullets and gunpowder, and could only fire five more rounds of bullets at most, while the bullets and gunpowder were still in the camp, so he requested a quick replenishment.

Shen Congwen asked nervously, "My Lord, should we order the auxiliary troops to transport reinforcements?"

Meng Jun closed his eyes, exhaled deeply, then opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Order the Po Lu Army to finish five rounds of shooting and retreat to the rear, the heavy armored army to fight, order Qian Biao's troops to attack, and the entire army to attack!" Jin Shengheng claimed to have an army of 300,000, but if you squeeze out the water, the number of people who followed him to pacify Jiangxi would be no more than 50,000 soldiers. What should he be afraid of?

The military order was conveyed, and the five rounds of musketry were quickly fired. The Po Lu Army retreated to the rear and waited for the replenishment of gunpowder. The three thousand Zhou heavy armored soldiers, under the command of Gao Yi, formed a wall and advanced with swords, maces, or iron bone clubs. They waved their weapons and slaughtered the Jin army infantry. Wherever the heavy armored army passed, it was like mowing the grass. There was no enemy that could match them. The ears were filled with broken limbs and bloody bodies.

At this time, Xu Bin, a general under Jin Shengheng, led 3,000 elite soldiers and had just arrived at the right wing of the formation. When they were about to attack, they suddenly found that the middle road had been pressed back by Zhou's army. Even though the supervision team in the rear kept killing the soldiers who dared to flee, they still could not stop these soldiers who were frightened by the cruel killing on the battlefield and fled.

Xu Bin made a prompt decision and prepared to lead his troops to intercept the heavily armored army. At this moment, the drum beats of the Zhou army on the opposite side became rapid and intense. Qian Biao personally went to the front of the battle, wearing iron armor and guarded by his personal soldiers, and rushed towards Xu Bin's troops.

Qian Biao laughed loudly and said, "The Jin bandits' soldiers are so weak that I can't wait any longer. Brothers, come with me!"

Xu Bin's troops collided with Qian Biao's troops. As soon as they started fighting, Qian Biao felt stable. The soldiers on the opposite side looked well-armored and should be Jin Shengheng's troops. However, their level was far inferior to that of the Eight Banners soldiers. Qian Biao roared continuously and killed Xu Bin's troops with all his might. Xu Bin groaned secretly and could only hold on. Even with the arrival of Zhang Yingwei's reinforcements, he was still unable to stop the decline.

In Lin Shiqi's direction, Liang Sanhu was indeed brave and strong. He led the charge and forced Lu Xingzu's troops to retreat step by step. He was a burly and strong man. Liang Sanhu was wearing heavy armor and charged into the battle line, invincible.

When fighting against Lu Xingzu's troops, Liang Sanhu showed his bravery. He was unstoppable, and every time his sword fell, the enemy screamed. In front of Liang Sanhu, Lu Xingzu's soldiers were like grass, vulnerable to a single blow. As if he was in an empty space, he rushed left and right, and rushed straight to Lu Xingzu.

Lu Xingzu was terrified at this moment. He had not expected Liang Sanhu to be so brave and actually rushed straight towards him on the battlefield. Liang Sanhu's reckless appearance made Lu Xingzu feel unprecedented fear.

Even though the personal guards had stepped forward to stop him, they were no match for Liang Sanhu and were completely unable to stop him. Seeing this, Lu Xingzu felt nervous and tried to retreat.

But when Liang Sanhu saw this, he roared, "Don't run away, you evil general!" He shouted without stopping. He rushed forward in two steps and chopped down Lu Xingzu's flag with one sword. He ignored the flag guard's pale face and the look of him almost fainting, and continued to swing his sword at Lu Xingzu.

Seeing this, Lu Xingzu hurriedly drew out his sword and raised his weapon to try to block it. However, Liang Sanhu's sword was so powerful that the blade collided with Lu Xingzu's weapon, making a crisp metal collision sound. Lu Xingzu felt a huge force coming from his arm, almost making him unable to hold the weapon. His face turned pale in an instant, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

Liang Sanhu did not give Lu Xingzu any chance to breathe. He swung his sword again, and this time, the blade pointed directly at Lu Xingzu's throat. Lu Xingzu wanted to dodge, but his body seemed to be fixed and could not move.

In a flash, Liang Sanhu's sword had already slashed across Lu Xingzu's neck. His head flew high into the air, and blood spurted out like a fountain. Lu Xingzu's body shook a few times, and finally fell powerlessly into a pool of blood, his head turned forward, and Lu Xingzu's eyes were wide open, as if he had died with his eyes open!