Southern Ming Rebel Army

The battle situation remained stalemate, with the number of soldiers in the front row constantly decreasing. Meng Jun could only keep redeploying troops to stabilize the front line.

At this moment, whoever gives up first will fail, and Meng Jun cannot fail. He cannot afford to fail. Meng Jun's clenched palms were full of sweat. He wished he could go into battle himself and kill to his heart's content.

Meng Jun stood under the big flag, looking at the deadlocked middle road, raised his right hand and said, "Gao Yi, lead my personal guards to disrupt the enemy's middle road."

Gao Yi clasped his fists solemnly and said, "Yes, Grand Commander," then turned around and reorganized his personal troops.

After Gao Yi left, Meng Jun was only protected by his personal guard Yu An and a few others.

Gao Yi brought Meng Jun's 800 personal guards, all wearing armor. The personal guards walked forward quickly, and the soldiers next to them made way for them.

"Kill..." After approaching the front row, Gao Yi shouted loudly, and a group of bodyguards rushed up like tigers and wolves. The Qing soldiers on the opposite side were a little tired at this time, and suddenly saw a new and cutting-edge armored army. They were all frightened. However, the Changlin Town in the middle was full of fighting spirit and cheered loudly.

"Oh no, the middle road." Bai Yongfu couldn't have imagined that a group of bandits could actually shake his line in the middle. He wanted to mobilize troops but didn't know who to mobilize. The cavalry couldn't run at all in such a melee, and were still staying in the back watching the show.

"My general said, 'waste, what a waste!' I can't think of a worse word than waste." At this moment, Fu Ni started to mock Bai Yongfu from behind.

Bai Yongfu was extremely angry when he heard this. He turned around and shouted angrily, "Our army fought to the death, and all the soldiers have served. This thief is not an ordinary one. If you don't like it, you can charge in yourself and see how it goes."

The translator whispered something in Fu Ni's ear. After listening, Fu Ni stood up suddenly and kicked the stool over. "You only know that my Eight Banners cavalry is unrivaled in cavalry and archery, but you don't know that my Qing Dynasty heavy infantry is also the best in the world and invincible in infantry combat."

After saying that, he personally led more than a thousand Eight Banners soldiers towards the front of the battle. The Eight Banners soldiers were indeed arrogant. Some Green Camp soldiers who were shot by arrows and fell to the ground but not dead were easily hacked to death by these passing Banner soldiers. The injured Green Camp soldiers nearby were so scared that they hurriedly covered their mouths and dared not make any sound.

Most of the Eight Banners soldiers were as strong as bears, tall and wearing double armor. A thousand of them rushed forward like a forest. Their surging momentum was indeed a world apart from that of Bai Yongfu's Green Camp soldiers.

Although the Eight Banners were good at riding and shooting, they were also very skilled in forming battle formations as infantry and fighting on foot.

When the archers of Meng's army saw an elite armored army of the enemy, they hurriedly fired a rain of arrows in the direction of the Eight Banners soldiers. More than a thousand arrows flew into the sky, and then under the influence of gravity, fell rapidly towards the Eight Banners soldiers.

Unfortunately, although this wave of arrows was terrifying in momentum, it did not achieve much. The Manchu heavy infantry were indeed worthy of their reputation. They did not avoid the rain of arrows and let them hit themselves, making "ding ding ding" sounds on their armor. Except for a few who were shot in the neck and face and fell to the ground, most of the Eight Banners soldiers still walked steadily and continued to move forward.

The Eight Banners heavy infantry passed through the rain of arrows on the battlefield and pressed forward at a slow pace, but their intimidating aura surged towards Changlin Town.

Fu Ni knew that there was nothing to be afraid of with these bandits. Once they engaged in battle, they would not be able to hold out for long under the fierce attack of his Eight Banners heavy infantry. They would flee in panic, leaving their reserve troops exposed to be slaughtered by him.

"Grand Commander, this is... isn't it the Eight Banners Iron Banner?" Yang En, standing beside him, swallowed his saliva and said with some doubt.

Meng Jun looked serious. This must be the elite Eight Banners that roamed the world. He didn't expect to encounter them so soon. He couldn't wait any longer. The Qing army's center might not be in chaos, but his own center army would definitely not be able to withstand the impact of the Eight Banners heavy infantry. Thinking of this, Meng Jun immediately said to the messenger, "Pass the order, the heavy armored army will attack!"

But Gao Yi was in danger at this time. With the desperate protection of several bodyguards, he avoided several fatal attacks. The armor of the Eight Banners heavy infantry was too thick, and Gao Yi's broadsword could not cause fatal damage to them.

"Cut the foot!" A personal guard bent down and chopped at the foot of the Eight Banners soldier in front of him with a knife. The soldier fell to the ground in pain. Gao Yi took the opportunity to chop him in the face with a knife. Blood splattered everywhere, all over Gao Yi's face. Gao Yi stuck out his tongue and licked it. It was very fishy and smelly.

But the rest of the guards were not so lucky. It took almost three to five people to kill one banner soldier. Soon more than half of the 800 guards were killed, and the Qing army immediately pushed back their front line, even sagging a little.

However, Gao Yi's support arrived, and the heavy armored army led by Meng Bizhi had arrived at the front.

"Kill! Fight with the Eastern Tartars..." Meng Bizhi's heavy armored soldiers picked up blunt weapons and smashed them at the Eight Banners soldiers. Some of the Eight Banners heavy infantry were smashed and bleeding from all seven orifices.

"Kill..." The Eight Banners soldiers who reacted immediately picked up their swords and guns and rushed over with roars.

The two armies collided face to face, with the sound of killing shaking the sky. Both armies were armored, and they collided with each other like a torrent of steel. In an instant, the two armies were fighting face to face, and blunt and bladed weapons were used on each other.

The mace hit the flag soldier and he immediately vomited blood. The bone club hit his head and the helmet couldn't protect him either, and his face was immediately covered in blood.

"Hahaha, Old Meng is here, kill, kill the Tartars..." Gao Yi shouted happily when he saw Meng Bizhi, picked up a bone on the ground, and rushed forward.

In front of the central formation, there was a constant sound of steel colliding, shouts of killing, and the roars of fighting on the battlefield resounding through the sky. Every heavily armored soldier was smashing the flag soldiers, determined to put the enemy to death.

After dodging a sweeping blow from a bone flower, Fu Ni took a few steps back under the protection of several bodyguards, breathing heavily. He never expected that this group of barbarians also had heavily armored soldiers hiding there, carrying blunt weapons specifically to counter his Eight Banners soldiers. It was like a trap.

However, Fu Ni was not worried. He did not believe that the Eight Banners would lose. After a while, Fu Ni was about to go forward and fight again when he suddenly felt a pain in his waist. It turned out that he had just been hit by a mace. Although he blocked most of the force, he still suffered some internal injuries.

"General, you are injured." The guard beside him looked at Funi nervously.

"I'm fine," Forney said softly, waving his hands. Then he shouted loudly, "Kill, defeat these barbarians!"

For a time, tens of thousands of people from both sides were fighting fiercely on the land beside Yangcheng Lake. On the entire battlefield, swords clashed, arrows rained down, and the shouts of killing shook Yangcheng Lake.

The battle had lasted for several hours. Nearly half a day of fighting had made the soldiers of both armies blood-thirsty. Funi was a little surprised. It had been a long time since he had encountered someone who could fight with the Eight Banners Heavy Infantry to such an extent.