Dominate the Country

"Damn it! It's Feilei Cannon——"

The Qing soldiers already knew this name. Tonight, Chen's army started from the southwest and broke through two Qing soldiers' outer camps in succession, one to the west and the other to the south. Then Chen Ming led his troops to attack the Qing soldiers' main camp very 'blindly'.

As the Qing soldiers' main camp where Yongrui, Fuyong and other big men's central army was located, its defense was much stronger than the outer camps, and it had abundant troops and a large number of people. But the strength of the fortifications did not improve much. No matter how strong the camp was, it was just a civil structure, which seemed so vulnerable to Feilei Cannon.

Feilei Cannon, Feilei Cannon, the bombs of Feilei Cannon were not bombs at all, but whole explosive packs thrown over. The huge power could often 'tear' the thick fences of arms and the one-foot thick breast walls as easily as thin paper.

There were trenches outside the Qing army camp. Their fortifications could cause some trouble to the attacking Chen army. However, the simple, light and fast-moving flying thunder cannon could play a huge role under the cover of night. It was beyond people's imagination and the psychological defense of the Qing soldiers.

Yongrui was very angry about this thing. If there was no flying thunder cannon, how could the Qing army's camp be so easily broken by the Chen army in the dark? What made him even more angry was that the Chen army had already begun to attack the main camp, but the Qing army's outer camps continued to close their doors. The Chen army destroyed two Qing army camps in less than an hour and a half. Who knows if they would be ambushed by the Chen army halfway when they were reinforcing the main camp?

The Chen army, which burst out with all its combat power in the night, frightened the Qing army's outer camps.

Besides, the three camps of the Qing army were connected, with tens of thousands of soldiers deployed. If the main camp could not withstand the impact of the Chen army, what was the use of the small camps built by the camps?

Yongrui was counting on Fuyong, but Fuyong was still unwilling to mobilize troops in a big way, looking at the rear camp in the southwest corner where the killing was going on. He only hoped that Zhao Yongji, the deputy general of the Xiangyang City Guard Camp, could deal with it and drive the attacking Chen army out of the camp. Of course, Fuyong had not received Zhao Yongji's request for help so far, which was also a major reason for him not to move his troops.

Deng Yunhe hit the big shield on the opposite side, knocking it out, revealing the shield-holding Qing soldier behind the shield. The knife in his hand touched the neck of the Qing soldier, but he could not take care of the east. Deng Yun killed the Qing soldier holding a thick wooden shield in front of him, and the rattan shield in his hand was also hit by the other Qing soldiers. Deng Yun, who had not stood firmly on his feet, fell to the ground almost at the same time as the killed Qing soldier. He didn't even have time to see what weapon hit the rattan shield in his hand.

"Ha!" A loud shout sounded in his ears, and Deng Yun felt the force on the rattan shield suddenly sent it. He rolled to his feet and saw that his team officer Gao Pingshan threw away the rattan shield and held two long spears tightly with his left arm, and swung his knife with his right arm to chop and chop fiercely.

I don't know when the people in Deng Yun's class had already separated from him by a certain distance, but the team officer who was usually strict showed the same bravery as he usually was on the battlefield, and Deng Yun's elite force could not shake him off.

Deng Yun stood up and rushed towards the Qing soldiers with a knife and a shield. Gao Pingshan loosened the two long spears under his arm, threw the knife in his hand forward, and his left hand had already grabbed a long spear. The spear tip stabbed at the opposite side, and the spear was retracted in a breath. A three-foot-long fountain of blood splashed over from the opposite side.

In the hand-to-hand fight, the Xiangyang City Guard Camp was no match for the Chen family army's armored soldiers, but Zhao Yongji could insist on not calling for help. This was not because Zhao Yongji was stupid, nor was it because Zhao Yongji had an ambush, but because Chen Ming did not attack the rear camp with all his strength. He did allocate a lot of troops to ambush in the dark, and he always kept the right battalion of personal guards and the tank battalion around him.

Spears stabbed, swords and shields chopped and killed, the real force used by Chen Ming to attack the Qing army's rear camp was only one battalion, a complete, wolf-like armored battalion.

No matter how rubbish the Xiangyang City Guard Camp was, it could withstand the charge of this battalion by relying on the defensive fortifications and the advantages of manpower in the camp. The night also had an impact on Chen's army. The most important thing was that they were attacking the military camp instead of the wild. The fences, chevaux de frise and trenches in the Qing army camp changed their battle formation into a large-scale battle organized by squads and platoons, which to a certain extent reduced the power of the armored soldiers.

"Yongrui, this dog, is really patient." Chen Ming cursed fiercely. His choice seemed to be wrong. He should not have attacked the Qing army's camp directly, but should have pulled out the "nails" outside the Qing army one by one. The morale of the Qing soldiers was knocked down bit by bit.

The team had already entered the rear camp, and Yongrui still did not move. Did Chen Ming dare to continue to mobilize the troops to attack the rear camp of the Qing soldiers with all his strength? He was also afraid that his retreat would be cut off.

The armored soldiers retreated from the rear camp of the Qing soldiers, and their morale dropped slightly. Chen Ming could feel it without "feeling" in his heart. However, this drop was only from 100 to 80 morale, which was still very good overall, much better than the Qing soldiers on the opposite side.

Chen Ming did not choose to turn back home, but directly launched an attack on another Qing army camp on the periphery. The Flying Thunder Cannon led the way.

As early as after this thing was created, Chen Ming felt that this thing would be more lethal at night than during the day. The dark night can give the thunder cannons the best cover, and their light weight allows them to move at any time and wreak havoc on the enemy. But with the level of artillery in this era, there is no threat to it at all. This thing with a range of only 100 meters has nothing to fear except rifled guns.

"Damn it! Another thunder cannon——"

Yongrui said almost the same thing, but with the addition of the word 'again'.

After Chen Jiajun destroyed the third military camp, Chen Ming withdrew his troops back to the camp with satisfaction, but the direction of the Qing camp was bustling all night long. They had to collect the defeated troops of the three military camps, and they also had to count the losses of the rear camp.

Chen Ming felt that he could capture five or six hundred Qing soldiers by breaking three Qing soldiers' camps. Coupled with the charge from the rear camp, the loss of one thousand Qing soldiers would not be enough, and eight hundred soldiers would be indispensable. But how many casualties did Chen Jiajun suffer? Are there a hundred people? He couldn't tell yet. He only knew that during the fighting in the back camp of the Qing soldiers, the Chen family's army would not have left more than twenty corpses.

After returning to Gunhenan Camp, Chen Ming systematically sorted out the gains of the night and felt that he was fighting an unfair battle with the Qing soldiers as if he had a bug. The flying thunder cannon and Chen Jiajun's super close combat ability complement each other and complement each other. Now that Chen Ming is fighting the Qing soldiers at night, he really has a greater advantage than during the day, and it is better than the best situation he imagined.

The army in this era was more resistant and wary of night operations than Chen Ming thought.

ps: The condition is not good. This chapter is so poorly written/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~