A man collapsed softly to the ground, his hands were still unwilling to accept the bayonet that was inserted into his chest, and his eyes were straight at the Chen Jun soldiers in front of him.

He also slashed over and slashed the man on the shoulder, but unfortunately he was blocked by cotton armor. He didn't know if he could make Chen Jun, who killed him, bleed.

Courage is crucial in war, but equipment is also important.

Chen Jun was wearing vest-like cotton armor, and it could not completely refuse cold weapons. He could still open an eye on the head with one shot.

But compared with the Qing army's coat, it is really useful.

Details can really determine success or failure. If Chen Jun had not had a deep understanding of cotton armor before, now in this large-scale hand-to-hand combat at night, Chen Jun had too much experience of his own equipment.

Moreover, even if they dispersed with their companions in the dark, they could quickly meet with their nearby comrades, form a cooperation with each other, and form a combat team. The superiority in training was immediately revealed.

This is not something that the Qing army could achieve.

A big battle is composed of one individual, and a big victory is also composed of insignificant small victory.

When Chen's soldiers continued to win small victories, the Qing army naturally gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Then Zhendingzhen rushed up again.

Qiu Zhikuan stood on the high earthen platform and looked at the opposite side. He could not hear any wailing cry here, but could only hear a buzzing sound.

Then a team went into the darkness, and the opposite side seemed to be a bottomless mouthful, swallowing everyone.

A torrent of fire in Qiu Zhikuan's chest was constantly rushing, and there seemed to be a force on his body that he could not vent.

But he knew that this was a contest of courage, and at this time he just needed to stabilize his heart.

"Continue! This general is here. If the thief attacks, I will be loyal to the emperor with you!"

It's brighter and harder.

What is the Green Camp soldier in his eyes? It's just a string of numbers.

What he has to do now is to make the battle bigger little by little, so that the opponent can invest more troops in the fight, and then delay the battle until dawn. At that time, thousands of cavalry will arrive, and no matter how morale and resilient Chen's army is, it will be vulnerable.

So seeing that the Qing army was about to collapse again, he glanced down.

The general of Taining Town was reluctant, so he had to fight and show his loyalty.

"Don't worry, General, I will give you five thousand athletes to the headquarters, so that the thief on the opposite side will know how loyal and brave my Qing Dynasty is."

But anyone can say big talk, but it may not be possible to speak hard.

Taining Town has added another place.

The number of Qing troops on the opposite side had exceeded tens of thousands, and Chen's army also added a full guard division.

Fan Manchang was gasping heavily. He was unwilling to retreat, but now his hands and feet were weak and his limbs were exhausted. This was a rare thing. Fan Manchang, who was a miner, was famous in their teachers.

But this killing and fighting are even more tiring than mining.

Every fight requires concentrating all the energy and energy, and the highly concentrated state of the spirit is a stress state. According to later medicine, the sympathetic nerves are overexcited, the adrenaline flow in the blood is too large, the breath is short, the blood pressure rises, the oxygen consumption increases, and the muscle contracts.

So of course people will get tired.

"Call me, shout loudly." Fan Manchang knew that his condition was not good. If he continued to kill, it would not be him who killed the Qing soldiers, but the Qing soldiers who came to kill him.

But it is difficult for him to retreat now, especially because he is afraid that his hind legs will cause a chain reaction.

In that case, Fan Manchang would rather die than do it.

But he doesn't want to die either.

It is one thing to fight bravely, but it is another thing to die.

"What are you shouting?"

The guards beside him were also gasping for breath.

"Just shout that the Qing army was defeated, the Qing army retreated, the Qing army wanted to escape-"

This was Fan Manchang's helpless move, but he never expected that his shout would actually have a miraculous effect.

Although this miraculous effect was based on the premise that the Qing army had relatively low fighting spirit and the Qing army that the Chen army had successively fought and invested the troops of the three towns, it was really a miracle!

First, the soldiers around Fan Manchang were shouting, and soon the entire Chen army shouted. The huge shouting made the Qing army shaken.

Who said it was dark?

If you get a little far apart, you won’t see the situation. Who knows if the Qing army elsewhere collapsed?

Do you judge others by yourself? The Qing army itself is generally unwilling to fight desperately. The reason why it has persisted until now is because of the large number of people. Moreover, both sides cannot make orderly adjustments in the dark. Although Chen Jun's fighting spirit and tactical qualities have allowed them to maintain certain advantages, these advantages have not been fully transformed into victory.

When Chen Jun suddenly shouted, "The Qing army was defeated, the Qing army was defeated," the Qing army was naturally shaken.

Then because of fear and unwilling to be scapegoats for others, someone turned around and ran away. This faint commotion was immediately grasped by Chen Jun, and the soldiers now fought harder and attacked.

It happened that Chen Junxin's reinforcements arrived. Although they had only one regiment of troops, they were clenched fists and smashed them hard towards the Qing army.

Then the Qing army's collapse became more and more powerful.

When the entire defeat situation was formed, even if Mingliang ordered his personal soldiers to light up their swords and guns to supervise the battle, he could not curb the wave of the Qing army's defeat and fleeing.

On the earthen platform, Qiu Zhikuan breathed a sigh of relief.

This battle was out of his control when the Qing army kept joining forces.

Because Qiu Zhikuan never thought of fighting such a huge hand-to-hand battle.

His previous goal was just a few camps in front of him, and he didn't even plan to completely take them off overnight.

Although he knew that the nighttime fight was going to be a big fight, he only thought it was a size of two or three thousand people, and his goal was only Malan Town from beginning to end.

So he was very passive in this battle, but fortunately, he survived this battle.

However, the Qing army, who were more prepared, could not hold on.

The Qing army was defeated miserably, but the Chen army did not pursue it unscrupulously because Mingliang released the cavalry.

Although the Qing army's cavalry did not dare to gallop, their speed was even slow.

The banks of the Daqing River are the most fertile land in Qilu. There are farmland everywhere, with ridges and ridges hiding countless ditches. It’s okay to ride horses during the day, but you still want to play like this at night, that’s a waste of time!

But no matter how slow the speed is, it is a cavalry.
Chapter completed!