Prince Chongzhen

Chapter 308: Destroy the enemy camp!

"Ming! Victory!"

The Ming army, which consisted of less than a hundred men, burst into earth-shaking shouts after resisting a hail of arrows.

What shocked Xu Yong even more was that after this shout, the Ming army, which was at an absolute disadvantage in terms of manpower, not only did not have the slightest intention of forming a battle array to protect themselves, but instead, under the leadership of a strong man, launched a direct charge.

crazy!

Absolutely crazy!

Seeing this, Xu Yong had no other thoughts except this thought that kept turning over and over in his mind.

At this time, the gate of the camp was already wide open, and both the internal and external armies could see every detail of the other side. He really couldn't understand how the enemy had the courage to fight against the enemy when they had clearly seen the situation in the camp.

Is it
As his thoughts turned, an idea suddenly appeared in Xu Yong's mind, and then he was suddenly alarmed. Even though the servants had already rushed towards the enemy, he still shouted in a stern voice: "Defeat them!"

After all, he was a veteran who had fought for many years. Even though this series of events happened too suddenly, he still understood the real purpose of this group of Ming troops based on his years of experience - to use his own life to buy enough time for the large group of troops.

No wonder it came so quickly.

But where did such brave soldiers come from?

In the 10 to 20 years before surrendering to the Qing Dynasty, Xu Yong served under various generals.

But in his impression, except for the elite troops in the Tianxiong Army, neither Sun Chuanting's troops nor Zuo Liangyu's army had such fearless soldiers.

Therefore, when he saw clearly the "purpose" of this group of Ming troops, he immediately became very vigilant.

After all, although these Ming troops are less than a hundred in number, they can be regarded as the elite among the elite in terms of both their physique and equipment.

Not only was the enemy general willing to sacrifice the lives of these elite soldiers to buy time, but these elite soldiers were also willing to accept such missions. After thinking about this and comparing them with his own subordinates, how could he remain calm, even if he never underestimated the enemy?

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

"Tom!"

Just as Xu Yong was slightly lost in his own thoughts, the dull sound of heavy objects colliding pulled him back.

When he came to his senses and looked at the battle group, he saw that the servants who had cost a lot of money and food could hardly hold out for a round in the hands of this group of Ming soldiers. And when his eyes fell on the most muscular Ming soldier, his already calm heart immediately fell to the lowest point.

This group of Ming troops did not fight in formation like ordinary soldiers. The one with the strongest physique was like an arrow and directly trapped himself in the siege.

If it were an ordinary time, Xu Yong would definitely say "lucky" when seeing this scene.

But the sturdy Ming soldiers were wearing several layers of thick armor, and not only did they not care about most of the attacks, but the short sticks made of unknown materials in their hands also hurt the fierce soldiers who fell down as soon as they were hit.

Even though it had only been a dozen breaths since the battle between the two sides, the area around him had become empty. It was obvious that his killing and power had dealt a huge blow to the morale of the servants.

"Commander!"

"Shut up!"

After scolding the general who wanted to say something, Xu Yong couldn't help but regret his decision while thinking about how to respond.

Tonight we have made one wrong step after another. Even now, we have an absolute advantage in military strength on this battlefield, but because of these accumulated deviations, we have been forced into a situation where we cannot advance or retreat by the Ming army of less than a hundred people.

Such a situation is almost unique in Xu Yong's military career, and it made him feel anxious.

But then again, no matter how anxious he was, Xu Yong still had to find a way to solve the current dilemma.

Otherwise, if the Ming army waited until they had dealt with the troubles around the city wall and had time to spare, his strategy of holding on would become a fight of a trapped beast.

"Come here." As the battlefield situation developed unexpectedly, Xu Yong seemed to have made up his mind. He turned his head slightly and whispered to the leader of the personal soldiers beside him: "Take your men to both sides of the camp gate, and close the gate once the enemy troops leave the camp."

"Order!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the personal guards led his men forward.

I don't know whether he had enough confidence in his commander or was just too naive. When it was obvious that his side was unable to suppress the enemy, he just followed orders without asking any questions.

Most people on the battlefield did not notice the personal soldiers who approached quietly, but Xiang Rensheng, who was near the camp gate, discovered the enemy's movements at the first moment.

According to His Majesty's plan, these dozens of elite heavy-armored infantrymen should hold their ground and wait for reinforcements after capturing the city gate.

With the experience of withstanding the Tatars' night attack, Xiang Rensheng was naturally prepared for a fierce battle.

But who would have thought that when he led his men to the top of the city wall, he found that the defense of the west wall was much weaker than His Majesty had expected, and the enemy's fighting spirit was even weaker than those garrison soldiers on Yingtian City.

Seeing this, while he was impressed by His Majesty's foresight, he couldn't help but wonder where the elite soldiers of the defenders were.

This was not just his imagination. Before he made this plan, the quality of Xu Yong's troops had already been revealed by the former left-wing general. Xiang Rensheng naturally knew that he had a team of about a thousand servants under his command.

In normal times, Xiang Rensheng would not have taken such a small number of troops seriously, but in this battle, they not only had to capture Anqing, but also not let a single soldier escape.

Therefore, it is extremely important to find these servants as soon as possible and try to detain them.

Otherwise, if they were really allowed to escape from the city, even if there were cavalry troops led by Generals Fang and Hou patrolling around Anqing, it would be difficult to meet Your Majesty's requirements.

"clang!"

"Tom!"

Xiang Rensheng easily blocked a spear that was stabbing at him diagonally, then he clamped his arm around it, took a big step forward, and directly brought the attacker into the coverage of the iron rod in his hand.

If it had happened at the beginning of the fight, he would have been killed or injured with just a swing of his arm. However, after fighting for such a while, at least two dozen people had fallen under Xiang Rensheng's iron stick. How could this servant repeat the same mistake as others?

"call!"

The iron rod whistled down with the wind, but the soldier had already let go and retreated before that.

Seeing this, Xiang Rensheng grinned at the frightened servant. It was obvious that the missed attack did not cause him to have any negative emotions.

This is not surprising. In essence, his main purpose is not to cause as much casualties as possible. As long as the enemy is afraid of his people, his mission can be accomplished safely.

How can these old soldiers stop the guards by then?

Xiang Rensheng’s idea is certainly not wrong, but how could Xu Yong just get his reputation for nothing?
Just when the Qing army was too frightened to move forward, he discovered that there was a sudden commotion behind the enemy camp, and then the servants who were quietly keeping a distance from him suddenly moved forward involuntarily.

"What!?"

"Don't push me!"

"Who?!"

Xiang Rensheng was too familiar with such situations. When the Tartars in white armor suddenly arrived at Yingtian City, the Ming army had considered pushing them out of the city directly.

Now the enemy's front line is unaware of anything, while the rear line is constantly moving forward. What other plan can we have except to push them out of the camp directly?
Humph! You're thinking too simply.

With this in mind, Xiang Rensheng, who was already surrounded, did not retreat but advanced.

"Guards! Destroy the enemy camp!"

(End of this chapter)