Chapter 12 Victory
After the right wing and central army of the Ming army defeated the current enemy, the defeat spread rapidly like a virus. Even the Super Biao Battalion, which had performed well before, and the cavalry sent to carry out the beheading operation were no exception.
The position of the small shield on the left arm was still a little painful. When I was rescued by Yiwu County last year, I was injured by the weapon of a Qing army cavalry general. At this moment, I don’t know if it was a psychological effect or a real recurrence of old injuries. However, Chen Wen had no time to pay attention to these things. The Qing army had begun to collapse in an established system, and the Ming army had already launched a full-scale pursuit. Only the two games sent to the left wing had completely exhausted their strength in the wheel battle. Even the work of occupying the battlefield was handed over to the comrades of the Yiwu Camp.
After the Qing army's warriors began to be defeated, Chen Jin's general flag also fell. Immediately afterwards, the general flags of the chief generals of the Qing army who were afraid of being attacked by the Ming army were knocked down one after another and began a great escape to the west. The auxiliary soldiers who were always regarded as a supplementary force by Chen Wen had lost their establishment at the beginning of the defeat.
The sound of killing like a tsunami was getting farther and farther away, and the gray-blue torrent had begun to turn into bits and pieces on the brown land and evaporate, while the fiery red magma was chasing the once arrogant torrent like a bamboo shoot. Until the original camp of the Qing army, the gray-blue turned into several streams and walked around there and ran towards the floating bridge.
However, there were only a few floating bridges, and the Qing army was congested for a while and could not advance in an inability to advance, and even killed each other for this.
At the source of the Shentang, the Qing army kept falling into the water like dumplings. When the Ming army pursued troops arrived, the Ming army's water camp was late and began to throw tincture oil and torches at the floating bridge.
Several floating bridges were ignited one after another, and the Qing army of the brigade was trapped east of the Shentang Source. Some of them jumped into the water in despair and tried to swim through the Shentang Source. But there, the Ming army's navy was waiting there like crocodiles in the river, selecting people to eat.
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Except for the Dubiao camp on the left and the two Fujian troops, most of the other Qing troops were blocked by the Ming army to the east of Shentangyuan. Aside from the very few who resisted and some who jumped into Shentangyuan, the rest had all surrendered and were locked up by the Ming army into the prisoner camp.
At this moment, the Qing army's camp on the west bank of Shentangyuan had been cleared. Although lunch time had passed, this did not prevent the Ming army from celebrating victory from enjoying this belated lunch in the camp. However, some new recruits who were on the battlefield for the first time seemed to be still frightened by the bloody battlefield woven by swords and shadows, full of broken limbs and broken arms and ferocious corpses. They were far less enthusiastic than the veterans who had begun to discuss how rich the military merit rewards they could receive in this battle.
In this battle, the eight thousand Jinhua Ming Army defeated 15,000 Qing army green camps from southwestern Zhejiang, northern Fujian and Jiangxi through field battles, which can be regarded as the most brilliant victory that the Ming army has achieved since the Qing army entered the pass.
Although the opponent was just the Green Camp soldiers, and the Green Camp soldiers in the south were not among them, and there was no core armed Eight Banners Army of the Qing Dynasty, compared with the Battle of Siming Lake two years ago and the Battle of Zhoushan last year, this battle wiped out the decline of the Zhejiang Ming army on the verge of destruction in the overall situation, and completely regained the situation. The rest was the issue of how to maximize interests.
Chen Wen has to work hard on these things, and it is normal for them, who are working on the battlefield to be excited about the upcoming rewards.
"Haha, Brother Pang, my team is beheaded at level 19 on the main battlefield in this battle. This is not considered a pursuit from the back. Military merits are absolutely indispensable. If you don't know how to get promoted, you can even be promoted to Dangdang."
Hearing this, another veteran who was holding a piece of fat meat in his mouth threw the chopsticks down. "Brother Zhong San, what's the matter with you Dongyang Camp fighting a few local green camps? Our team is facing the Jiangxi Lubiao Camp. If we don't mention the beheading, we will naturally have greater military merits in combat."
The sergeant named Pang finished speaking, but he didn't know where the fat piece of meat had gone. Just as he was stunned for a moment, the veteran named Zhong immediately retorted: "Isn't the Jiangxi Extra Biao Battalion also an Extra Biao Battalion? The general defeated the Extra Biao Battalion in Zhejiang with one fifth of his troops in Siming Mountain. Now the fighting power of the King's Division is even better than that of the past. The Jiangxi Extra Biao Battalion is a bird."
"cut!"
Upon hearing this, the veteran wanted to refute, but before he could speak it out, he heard another unquestionable voice.
"You two don't have to fight for each other. The contributions will not be small and they will be enough to share them. However, this is not the turn of the two old campers, Nantang and Yiwu."
"Pooh!"
Hearing this, the two veterans who had just argued like cockfighting immediately turned their dissatisfied eyes to the speaker. But when they looked up, they were the military judges in the camp in Nantang Camp who were afraid of being three points. They were the first batch of veteran officers from the first batch of sanctuary soldiers under Chen Wen's command. They had a far higher qualification than them, and the gap in military rank and the positions they performed would not allow any doubts or rude existence.
Seeing this, the veteran named Pang quickly stood up and saluted. Even the veteran named Zhong was not in Nantang Camp, he did not dare to act rashly, and followed the actions of his "competitor" just now.
However, the unkind look on his face did not rebuke them for their rudeness, but instead added a large piece of meat to his bowl, and then added a piece of meat to the veteran named Zhong.
"Okay, the war has just ended, so I will not care about the proper relaxation. But this is limited to today, and I will continue to pursue tomorrow. Don't make a fuss too late, and don't make too much trouble, which will hurt the harmony between my comrades."
The two flattered veterans quickly responded that although they didn't quite understand why this living King of Hell was so kind today, they escaped the disrespectful punishment for superior officers and the kindness of senior officers picking up food in person. But they didn't know that the military judge turned around and wiped the shiny bronze badge on his chest with his hands that belonged only to members of the China Revival Society, unconsciously showing a confident smile.
The veterans' disputes and speculations about merit and rewards also led many new recruits, making them temporarily forget the blood and cruelty of the war. However, in another area, these are being presented in front of Chen Wen in another form.
The camp where Chen Jinzhong's army camp is located has been temporarily transformed into a huge injury center by Chen Wen. The military doctors in Jinhua Town, the doctors recruited from Jinhua and Longyou in Quzhou, as well as the nursing workers and civilians assigned here are sweating profusely.
The injured soldiers were sent to the barracks of the injured center by stretchers according to the respective classifications of minor and serious injuries. The nurses provided simple care and care to wait for the military doctor to come to treat them.
Unfortunately, a large number of seriously injured people passed away without waiting for a limited number of military doctors to treat them. Their bodies will be cremated according to regulations to prevent the occurrence and spread of the disease.
This work will begin before the army continues to advance tomorrow, but Chen Wen will still tirelessly close his eyes for every fallen soldier and say a few words of comfort. This is the only thing he can do now. As for the subsequent pensions and rewards, the staff and military judges who have no tasks in each department are also conducting statistics, and sacrifices must not be worthless.
This work lasted for a long time until Qi Xiufeng, the head of the Military Law Department who went to war with the army, personally brought a document that Chen Wen stopped for the time being, and the document was full of data on beheadings, captures and war damage.
"In this battle, the Tartars' Zhejiang-Fujian Governor Biao Battalion, Fujian Left General Biao Battalion, Zhejiang Quzhou Green Camp, Zhejiang Chuzhou Green Camp, Zhejiang Wenzhou Green Camp, Fujian Jianning Prefecture Green Camp, and Jiangxi Governor Biao Battalion. A total of 15,000 war soldiers and equal number of auxiliary soldiers were defeated."
This is already the limit of the Qing Dynasty in southwestern Zhejiang and northern Fujian. There are still some garrisons in various places that may not even be able to defend Yingcheng. The unexpected reinforcements, the Jiangxi Admiral Battalion, were obviously not very adapted to the rhythm of the Zhejiang battlefield and deserved to be hung up and beaten by Nantang Camp.
"For the time being, beheading 3,158, captives 18,491, and confiscated."
Most of the beheadings happened after the defeat. In fact, the Qing army was killed in battle and less than a thousand people were killed during the battle. As for the prisoners, there were many auxiliary soldiers among them. At least as far as Chen Wen knew, most of the Superbiao camp did escape.
"The casualties and minor injuries of our troops are still unsure. Among them, the two bureaus that fought against the Super Bian Battalion and the flanking troops of the Yiwu Battalion were greatly damaged, and almost everyone was injured."
The wounded were still being treated, and a large number of them could not survive, so it is still uncertain how much they really died. As for the troops that fought against the Supervisory Battalion, they did their best and even performed extraordinaryly.
"I will be beheaded and captured and informed of the entire army!"
"Abide by the orders of humble duties."
At the same time, in a barracks at the wounded center, there are wounded soldiers who have been treated. They will stay here for the time being and wait for a slight recovery before sending them off.
"Damn it, An Lame! You're so fucking here, haha."
Feng Biao, the commander of the first-party armored whistle in Nantang Camp who came to visit the wounded soldiers in this post, had just seen the wounded soldiers in this post. He turned around and saw An Youfu, the captain of the same infantry team as him. He had never seen him for a long time, especially after An Youfu had inexplicably ran to Yongkang County to be a garrison chief, Feng Biao, who had always been in the war camp, had never seen him again. This reunion was not cold at all, and he opened his mouth and called An Youfu's nickname.
"Feng Da, you have a bad mouth. I'm really limping this time, but it's your heart."
An Youfu fulfilled his promise. When more and more soldiers were killed and injured and unable to continue fighting, the formation that was struggling to maintain on the front line began to shake. An Youfu raised a spear and added a killer team of the Mandarin Duck Formation, which was also considered a return to his old career.
However, the gap in the strength ratio between the two sides was too big. The continuous wheel battle accelerated the fatigue of the Ming soldiers, and the mistakes caused by fatigue also led to the acceleration of casualties. Among them, there were also some unfamiliar An Youyoufu who had not been a spearman for a long time. His skills began to appear. His accident happened a second before regaining the feeling of being a spearman.
"ah?"
When Feng Biao heard this, he was stunned at first, and then the thick man gently lifted An Youfu's quilt. He saw that even though the leg of his right foot had been cut a lot, he could see the blood stains of his vagina, and the exposed calves were wrapped in bandages. It seemed that only in this way could he protect this leg.
"What's going on? This is?"
"It's okay, let the Tartars shoot."
It would be fine if he just stabbed a shot in the calf, but this shot not only exposes the flesh on the calf, but also hurts the bones. Most importantly, even the tendons on the calf were injured. In the following battle, An Youfu, who gritted his teeth, did not take a step back, causing the calf, which was originally injured, to break during the continuous and vigorous exercise. When sent to the injury camp, the doctor said that even if it was connected, it would not be as flexible as before. He would have some problems of inconvenience in walking, and he would probably not be able to get on the formation again in the future.
"Grandma, I heard from Li Shuai that those troop camps have learned to train the Mandarin Duck Formation. Are you injured by those dog bastards?"
"Um."
Feng Biao's words aroused An Youfu's recollection. The governor camp did imitate their formation of the mandarin duck formation, but if Feng Biao had not mentioned the old story again, he would have ignored some of the details.
The Yuanyang Formation of the Qing army was almost exactly the same as the two games he led. The Yuanyang Formation Killer Team and the Firearm Team were mixed together, but there seemed to be no fire soldiers. This led to the Qing army's rear ranks often cutting their heads on their own during the fierce battle, which resulted in the battle formation being no longer complete, affecting the rhythm and coordination of offense and defense.
In addition, the training of the Super Biao Battalion is also a problem. The cooperation between the soldiers is very poor, not as simple as the time is too short. As the first group of veterans in Nantang Camp, he knew very well that the combat ability that the armored whistle could show after only one month of training was something that the Qing army did not have. If you think about it carefully, it seemed that the soldiers of the Qing army lacked their mutual trust atmosphere.
In addition, the Qing army made up their minds to win by using wheel battles, but each rotation was a firearm team. If the bird gunners were not mentioned, the archers could be concentrated and shot. Obviously, the Qing army officers were not very familiar with how to use it, or they were unwilling to command other people's subordinates or handing their subordinates to others' command, which led to this situation.
If they thought about it carefully, if it weren't for so many, they might not have been able to sustain the collapse of the Qing army with the same organization. However, this fake is a fake, and no matter how well it is done in front of the original, it will be a lot of garbage.
"Those gangsters are so shameless!"
It hasn't seen each of his wounded soldiers for half a year, but he has been in the injury center. Feng Biao had already visited every wounded soldier on his whistle, and now he sat on the edge of the bed and started chatting with An Youfu. It was not until a long time later that Feng Biao had the idea of going back to patrol the camp, but heard a burst of noise outside, and then the noisy source entered the big tent.
"Master!"
Chen Wen had the title of Linhaibo, but he did not allow such a title in the army. The officers and soldiers under his command could only be called by military positions. This was one of the methods he used to strengthen the concept of class in the army. The effect was not obvious, but the title was implemented.
"Master."
"Mr. An Qian, don't have to get up, you can rest for a long time."
An Youfu, who was about to get up, was pressed back by Chen Wen and lay on the bed and looked at Chen Wen, which made him a little unnatural.
"I am worthy of being an old man who has followed me for many years. I did a good job this time, and I am very pleased."
"Reporting to the general, it was because the soldiers from the two bureaus were trained properly and fought bravely on the battlefield. They did not dare to make a contribution to the humble position."
The two posts of the two bureaus were from the Yongkang County garrison where An Youfu once served, and the other six posts were the original Dongyang County garrison. Chen Wen was very clear about these, and what was more clear was that Liu Cheng, the former garrison of Dongyang County, was An Youfu's old boss. Although the garrison in Yongkang County played a play with this subordinate during the rebellion, he also lost his garrison position after quelling the rebellion and was transferred back to the old camp to be a training officer.
There is something in An Youyou’s words.
"A reward for merit, and a correction for merit. This is the foundation for Qi Shaobao's army to be invincible to the world. It is also what I have repeatedly emphasized since I was in Dalan Mountain. Mr. An Qian, the injury healed, and I have a new battalion to give to you."
Hearing this, Feng Biao, who was standing aside, was immediately happy for him, the old brother, became a battalion officer, and jumped into the ranks of senior officers. This was a great thing, but the rewarded person in front of him was sad.
"But, Grandmaster, it may not even be convenient to walk in the future..."
"Recover your injuries well, you don't need to worry about the rest."
Isn’t he just a lame general? It’s not without him in history. Besides, some people think that it’s wrong for this very potential general to continue leading troops.
After leaving the wounded and walking back to the Central Army's tent, Chen Wen couldn't help but think that he and Chen Jin made many mistakes in this battle. Chen Jin overestimated the abilities of the Qing troops under his command, and he did not do a good job in intelligence, which led to his ignorance of the changes in the Supervising Battalion.
As for the final use of hollow square formations to achieve infantry and cavalry cooperation in fighting against superior cavalry, there are actually some areas worth discussing.
The cavalry of the Qing army was divided into various units. The trusted cavalry general sent by Chen Jin to lead the team died in the first confrontation as soon as they met. Otherwise, the Qing army's cavalry would not appear so clumsy. However, his hollow quadron formation was still too small and not heavy enough. The spear of one or five feet made up for some disadvantages. But in fact, if the cavalry of the Qing army was more elite and could achieve unified command, he might have to pay more casualties, or even a price to hold back the Qing army during that period.
This time, luck stood on his side, but this was only possible based on the strength accumulated by long-term training and the Qing army that came here had problems.
However, this did not prevent Chen Wen from having fun at this moment.
"Look, they are both surnamed Chen, why is the difference between being a human being so big?"
Chapter completed!