Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

But the musketeers of the Beijing camp threw their muskets back, and the musketeers in the last row picked up a bundle of muskets and ran backwards, while several rows of soldiers in the front rows drew their swords and rushed forward.

After several fights, most of the enemies were killed by musketeers, and few were defeated by Gao Jie's army.

This is so rough!

Even Huang Degong's eyes widened. He had heard from Sun Dasheng and Wang Jingduo about how their Beijing camp was doing.

Especially when talking about his cavalry camp and firearms camp, his eyes looked as if no one else could do it better than him.

At that time, Huang Degong thought that the two brothers were bragging, but now it seems that he was just a frog in the well.

The close combat skills of the Beijing Camp's musketeers were no different from those of the close combat infantry in his army.

Huang Degong immediately became furious. It would have been fine if the main long-range attack was given to the Beijing Camp, but now in close combat it was the Beijing Camp soldiers who were leading the battle. Where would his face as the commander of the Yongwei Camp be?

Thinking of this, Huang Degong, who had just drunk a glass of wine, immediately drew out his sword and shouted to Zhou Yuji:

"Old Zhou, the battlefield is now in your hands!"

After saying this, he led his 3,000 infantrymen to charge from the left side.

Zhou Yuji shook his head helplessly. Huang Degong was like this. As long as he was unwilling to be the last in a war, the command would often fall on him or Sun Yingyuan not long after the war started.

Huang Degong was used to using a large ring knife, which had a thick blade and was heavy. However, Huang Degong's knife was specially made and was heavier than an ordinary large ring knife.

This meant that every blow from his sword could seriously injure the enemy. What's more, as long as the enemy was not prepared, Huang Degong could cut the enemy in half with one blow.

It was literally cut in two.

Huang Degong was brandishing his large ring knife with great vigor. He practiced martial arts regularly, had a sturdy build, and was extremely strong. He looked like he could kill any god or Buddha who stood in his way, and there was hardly anyone who could match him.

The three thousand direct soldiers behind him also became more and more courageous as the battle went on. They had long been accustomed to Huang Degong's courageous fighting style. Wherever Huang Degong rushed, they would follow without hesitation.

But Huang Degong was in a good mood today and drank a little too much with Sun Dasheng, so he rushed straight into the center of the enemy infantry.

Gao Jie was overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly ordered the army to focus its fire on Huang Degong. As a result, except for the part of the infantry in the front that was fighting with the musketeers of the Beijing camp, the rest of the infantry turned around.

Soon Huang Degong and his 3,000 direct infantry were surrounded by three layers of enemies.

Huang Degong sobered up immediately, veins bulged on his forehead, and he immediately led his men to break out.

"Who dares to stop me?"

He roared and rushed forward, killing an enemy with just one blow of his sword. Then another enemy attacked from behind, and Huang Degong turned around and smashed backwards with the back of his sword.

The soldier's iron bone flower was smashed away along with the soldier himself. He vomited blood and struggled several times, but he could not stand up again.

"Old Sun, command your cavalry to pick up Old Huang." Zhou Yuji couldn't help but shook his head again and said to Sun Yingyuan.

Huang Degong is naturally an extraordinary fighter and his ability to command troops is also not bad, but as long as Zhou Yuji is around, he prefers to be a general who charges at the front.

Old Huang is always like this, he gets wild from time to time. If he wasn't there to clean up the mess every time, he would have been in trouble countless times.

Sun Yingyuan chuckled when he heard this. The three brothers have been working together for many years and it is obvious that they are already used to it.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Sun Yingyuan gathered 3,000 cavalry from the Yongwei Camp and rushed towards the chaotic enemy camp.

The enemy's archers had already run everywhere during the several changes in formation, and Sun Yingyuan did not suffer many long-range attacks.

The 3,000 cavalrymen knocked down quite a few enemy soldiers during the charge. After rushing into the enemy formation, the cavalrymen dismounted one after another and started close combat.

Gao Jie saw Sun Yingyuan and Huang Degong getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but feel anxious as he lost the chance to kill the enemy leader.

The current battlefield situation has become very chaotic. In the front are the musketeers of the Beijing Camp, in the middle are Huang Degong and Sun Yingyuan, and on both sides are the enemy's archers and spearmen.

Although they had more numbers and more power, the situation at this time became confusing.

But this situation did not last long. Huang Degong was covered in blood. In the end, wherever he went, the enemy troops retreated.

After Sun Yingyuan and Huang Degong joined forces, they began to charge left and right in the center of the enemy army. The two cooperated well. Although there were only a few thousand people, the quality of their individual soldiers was much higher than that of Gao Jie and Liu Zeqing.

The musketeers in the rear, under the leadership of Wang Jingduo, also made great gains.

Wang Jingduo was timid and would always try to hide from trouble when he was a child, but no one really bullied him.

The reason is very simple. Wang Jingduo rarely loses when he really fights. Once he gets ruthless, he will focus on attacking from the lower three directions.

When Zhu Zhengliang was still alive, he had a wife and four concubines, but he did not give Zhu Chunchen a grandson. I don’t know if it was because of the fight with Wang Jingduo.

Because of that time, Zhu Zhengliang's testicles were almost crushed by Wang Jingduo.

With a general like Wang Jingduo, his subordinates naturally followed suit and always liked to cooperate in pairs to use underhanded tactics in close combat.

For example, one person pretends to attack the top lane but actually attacks the bottom lane, while another person seems to stab the heart but actually stabs the kidney.

What's worse, when one person is fighting an enemy, the other will start throwing sand, and occasionally take out a handful of lime powder from his waist and launch a magic attack.

Those who confront them often have no time to react and are severely injured.

It was also for this reason that during the internal combat drills of the Beijing Camp, Zheng Chong, Chen Tao and others hated fighting against Wang Jingduo's men the most. This little bastard was so damn insidious.

The five thousand musketeers coordinated well and actually killed the soldiers in the front and forced them to retreat continuously.

Given the disparity in troop strength, the balance of victory did not tilt quickly, but both Huang Degong, Sun Yingyuan, and Wang Jingduo's musketeers showed a spirit of becoming more courageous as the battle went on.

This made Gao Jie and Liu Zeqing, who were watching the battle, frown several times. They only knew that Huang Degong was fierce, but they didn't expect that the musketeers of the Beijing Camp were also so fierce.

If the stalemate continues for such a long time, it will be hard to say who will win or lose.

However, after some discussion, Gao Jie and Liu Zeqing decided to withdraw their troops back to the city.

Sixty thousand versus twenty thousand, a fight of equal strength, you can still find an excuse to say you were not well prepared, but if you lose...

Not to mention increasing their voice in Nanjing City, it is estimated that the group of nobles will gang up on them.

They couldn't afford the risk, so they decided to retreat first. At worst they could rest and fight again.

With a fortified city behind them, they can attack or defend.

With Gao Jie's order, the horn was sounded in the rear and the Southern Army on the battlefield began to retreat. Everything went so smoothly.

However, Gao Jie and Liu Zeqing led the supervision team just crossed the moat of Nanjing City.

Sun Dasheng, who had been waiting for a long time, suddenly rushed over from the side and rear with 5,000 cavalry from the Beijing camp.

"Don't run away, traitor! Your grandfather is here, kill him!"

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